Refitting the tread on a bicycle wheel is a bastard. I got another puncture, you see, on the tube of the rear wheel.
Desktop computers should have small batteries. If it can run for 20 minutes on its own, it can shut down properly when the power cuts out. We have a dodgy fuse board or something. I blame the kettle/Chinese.
I heard another mysterious night-time noise. It sounded like someone tightly hugging a large plastic barrel in either the next room or in the roof. I’ve heard it in the early morning and late at night, spread over weeks.
You know the sound of someone squeezing an empty plastic bottle? It’s like that, but suitably louder and deeper.
I drink a lot of Peach Ice Tea, it’s wonderful. I bought 6 Litres the day before yesterday. There was a man at the supermarket who looked like Peter Davison, the fifth Doctor. Except that he was about 6′4″, hunched, and had eyebrows considerably paler than his skin.
I think that’s all?
Oh, being a pedestrian is bad.
That Nightwish song is awesome. DPP FTW!
And Anette probs is > Tarja. =P
Oh and that really is some depiction of the last supper you’ve got going there. :S
I never before imagined the body and blood of Christ speech so literally.
Something like 25 years ago, one of the computer experts at the time said that computers turning off straight away when the power goes out was a problem that would soon be solved. I can’t find the quote =(
Peach Iced Tea is nice, but I prefer lemon. Some of the dodgy asian brands taste nicer than Lipton. There is one specifically that I favour, next time we are at The Market I will point it out to you.
Body of Christ, om nom nom?