As this day hasn’t happened yet, I can’t possibly tell you what happened.

It just wouldn’t be cricket, don’t you know?

Only 366 days until a giant bug leaps out of every computer in the world and devours the human race. We will be forgotten as the only race to obliterate themselves through fore-thought.

Today is the day of getting things organised for tomorrow (and the new year, I suppose).  So I have:

• been out to a client’s to set them straight about a few things.
• Fixed the reticulation in the front lawn, because I had finally figured out why the lawn that gets watered every two days (automatic) is dying.
• Gone to the bank (to put money IN).
• Went shopping!  Success!  I bought everything from the list I had, and a few other things that I actually NEEDED!  I CAN DO IT!  Well, as long as I don’t have to plan too far ahead.
• Typed up some more pages (like this one).
• Helped check Atoning’s new phone works.  (If you want to test it for yourself call +61 (08) 0055 ….  hehehe Jokin’.

So far that’s what I have done.  I plan to return some videos OH HANG ON!

I got the Preaching to the Perverted CD sound track.  It’s really cool.  AND it comes (sigh) in a little bondage suit.  The cd case is a “CD Bondage mask” it’s so froody (Now, I wonder how many people DON’T know what that word means).  The music is good too.  I’m happy with that purchase!  Happy Christmas Me.

Yes, so I want to return some videos, have a chat to Turtle Girl about her silly antics at dinner last time (you know, when I got to meet The Unknown Soldier), put some petrol in the car, put some oil in the car (this one is most important) and generally tie up any loose ends.  Or any volunteers that need tying <grin>. 

Oh, it’s too hot today.  Think I might just go swimming with Marlene.  She reckons she’s a bit of a life saver and can keep me afloat me for hours, just by lying there.  <snicker>.

And I vacuumed the house, after ringing my lease estate agent and asking them ever so nicely to think about the contract that they entered into with me, mainly reguarding the reduction of the rent in any week that the house is open for buyers.  I figure $12/hr open is fair dont you?  Until it reaches $0 then it’s free I guess.  Or even 1/7th per day opened.  This is going to be interesting to see what they come up with, because either way, the agent in charge of selling the house is NOT with the same bunch as the lease ones <grin>.  A minor win for the renters among us!

And I’ve been going slightly crazy with the glyphs I created.  I’m so impressed with the black and white one I am using it for a background on my desktop.  ‘Tis scarey Scarey SCAREY!

THEY’RE COMING TO TAKE ME AWAY!

Got a phone call this morning from a real estate agent.  Apparently the owner wants to put the property (that I live in) on the market.  Apparently I have been told about this.  After she explained to me what would happen and who would do it, I was fine.  I think I might have to start thinking about buying a house (probably this one).  Righto, into damage control mode.

Surfing the Internet with a quest in mind, is SO much more rewarding.  Aimless clicking just don’t cut it any more.

Visited a few bank sites to find out about home loans.  Did you know that you almost always end up paying double what you borrowed if you run the full term of the loan.  That SUCKS!  And also, the banks (currently) are giving savings account about 0.10% (that’s ten cents per hundred dollars) interest, while they charge 5-6% for loans and 20-30% for credit cards!  Do the banks think they are doing us a favour, or what?

Ok, so it looks like i might have to do some thinking about all this.  So I have created a budget!  Yes, Ben’s First “Working” Serious Budget has been released and you know what?  I seem to be doing ok!  Well, as long as I don’t have to buy a house or anything.  Sigh.  But there is the unknown contracts of next year to consider, so I played around with some numbers and suddenly I might be able to buy a house and a (flash) car and (aluminium) boat and some other stuff as well.  If the numbers I guessed are anywhere near right <grin>.

I think parents should be required to buy houses for their children, one each, so there is no fighting.  That might make them think twice about having lots of kids then.  Hey!  I just solved the world’s over population problem!  Yay for me.

Went to Mum’s for dinner.  Roast chicken and vegies and gravy and coke and tea and NO COOKING or CLEANING UP.  It was great!  Even talked to Mum about chaining myself to a large financial institution for a bunch of rooms connected by a hallway (that would be a house, if you’re still thinking about it).

Came home and rolled into bed.  Woke up.  Rolled (slightly easier this time) into the front room with air-conditioner on.  Now, what was it they were saying about the greenhouse effect?  I feel like I’m in a tropical zone, where it doesn’t rain, the rain just lurks.

Decided to DO something today.  Nothing too physical, mind you, but definately something tangible.  So I have spent most of the day designing glyphs and playing with web pages.

SO!  It’s time for you guys to do some downloading of cumbersome graphics that I have spent ages making.  First, though, I’ll tell you what you are going to look at (’cos you ARE going to look at this, aren’t you!).

I have a tattoo.  It’s huge.  It covers my head and upper body with it’s swirling designs.  HA!  Bet you didn’t think I had one of those did you?  Well, I do and it’s small (the head thing is there for the small minded people who think anyone with a tattoo belongs to a bikie gang, takes loads of drugs and generally is a menace to society.  Which is crap, I’d like to point out).  Right, so I have a tattoo, well I have always wanted to put it on my computer, but I could never draw it well enough for me to be happy with the result.  NO MORE!

I drew this with MS Paint.  Yer, amazing isn’t it, all these other packages that do everything under the sun, except let you draw circles, arcs and bendy lines.  Righto, the design was pretty simple, I just had to be happy with the starting omega and everything seemed to fall into place after that. (ooooer I’m touch typing!)  So once I had the initial omega the rest was pretty simple (reasonably).  I did the arms? spikes? sticky-out bits using circles and arcs and I must say the resulting glyph looks better than the real thing!  I may have to get re-inked!  When I win the lotto with a ticket that I find on the ground.

So, for those of us still reading and not looking, I put the smaller, plain version, as the front page for my business.  Then I started playing with chrome and neon glow filter effects (from Adobe Photoshop) over the small one, to get this.  Then I did the same thing to the original one, which is HUGE, and it came out different, but still reasonable.  I think the best one is the little blue one, though.  If there are any metal workers out there, how much to make the glyph?

Ok, enough plugging of my brilliant artistic talents <cough>.  After this day of creativity, I went to see It’s a bug’s life again.  It was still quite good, even though I knew what was going to happen, I saw a bunch of other things that I missed previously.  Plus the out takes were different the second time around.  Which was a bonus.

Then I was stood up for dinner (by Mum) because I still can’t get days and dates to coincide with each other.  So I went to dinner at Turtle Girl’s place and met her new (boy) friend.  She hasn’t actually said that he is, but he is; you know, there’s that look on her face, the extra happy smile that appears for no reason… Hehe it’s good to see Turtle Girl happy again.  I guess I’ll have to think of a name for The Unknown Soldier, ‘cos I think he’s going to feature every now and again.  Perhaps he’ll be an extra? (and we all know what happens to extras, don’t we Mr. Spock?)

Dinner was (after all that gossip) stir fried beef and vegies.  Damn that girl can cook!  Much better than I can!

Well, I got a bit side tracked last night!  That Marlene could talk the ear off a wooden Russian.  So busy in fact, I forgot to go to Boxing Day Dinner at mother’s Friend’s place.  Bugger, ‘cos I actually wanted to go to that, free food and all…

I have a vague feeling that there are shops open today.  But that wouldn’t make sense! It’s Sunday! oh well, I can’t be bothered to find out, I think I’ll just lazy around today.  I know, I’ll watch the 6 hours of Rage I recorded last night, that should keep me out of trouble.

Ugh!  There are some weirdo bands out there.  With even weirder music, that all sounds strangely similar.  Funny that.  I’m gonna play some Diablo.

Well, I think you can see I didn’t actually DO too much today.  Well, I’m going to try grow a beard of some kind, but I don’t think that counts.  Do you?

I’ve been eating all day, so dinner wasn’t really an event this time, I actually had NOTHING for dinner because I am sick of eating crap.

What happened today?

Woke up late.  Gingerly moved about the Hosue and got some caffeine.

Drove home eventually, quietly (if you can drive down the freeway at 100Kph quietly…) and OH!  I didn’t tell you about Marlene!

WHO? You say?  MARLENE!  The new woman in my life!  Well, for now, anyway!

We met at Hypatia’s Hosue.  It was a wild party and everyone was drunk or drinking.  The night was young!  I was like a wild black stallion galloping through the forest by the moonlight… pounding down the tracks.. charging through the clearings…

She’s an inflatable doll.

Fooled ya! Well, I saw you getting carried away with the stallion thing… so I thought I would cut you free before I got into too much trouble.  Still, there is something mystical about Marlene’s smile.  The way her plastic lips form a perfect “o” whenever I look at her.  She’s a real doll!  (sorry).

Hehehe Doesn’t every little boy want his own inflatable doll to do as he sees fit with?  Well, perhaps not you, but that guy behind you definitely looks like the plastic doll type!  Maybe I will have to get some live video feeds for Marlene to strip in front of.  Or perhaps, for a kinky angle, she can put some clothes on!  She’d get pretty hot in a cardigan or some tight little number made from wool.

BWAHAHAHA I’m not telling!

Oh, gotta go, Marlene’s calling for another patch kit.  She’s started smoking…

SOMEBODY SHOOT ME, PLEASE!

Yay, no one woke me up this morning!  So I got up at 8:00am?!  It still counts.

Opened my present from Turtle Girl… Woohoo dirty knic…  nah, a Far Side calendar thing, cool, I like Mr Larson’s humour. Now to breakfast.

I am NOT designed for champagne breakfasts.  Why you would want to spoil perfectly good food by drinking fizzy bubbles I don’t know.  Well it was free, mum was there and it means I have done the family thing for today.  Excellent.  Home by 11:00am.

I have decided to visit Angelica today.  Mainly because I have spent a few Christmas’s alone myself and no matter how much you tell everyone it’s FINE (just leave me alone you bastards; I wouldn’t be moping if I didn’t have so many people telling me how sad I should be because I’m having Christmas on my lonesome) it sneaks up and jumps you when you least expect it.  So that’s it, I have decided.  I wrote out a card and even got a little present (edible sex - chocolate).

Eventually found my nerves, they just snuck off - I was having a great time playing on the computer letting time go past, and drove up to Angelica’s Castle in the North.  I love this house.  It’s just plain old marvellous. (M-A-R..V-E-L..L-O-U-S).  Anyway, she was in the garden, doing garden things (elves and all that) when I arrived.  I would say surprise was there for about 10 seconds.  Hmmm well at least she isn’t on the defensive (ugh, an unwanted male!) so we chatted and talked and made wild pass…  sigh, nah, just talked about life, the universe and relationships (to partially quote a most brilliant writer).  It was really good.  I sort of got some advice from her.  Mostly I was just asking a (reasonably) complete stranger about some ideas and thoughts I had had about life to see what they thought.

Plus she reminds me very much of Lysse, with some extra loneliness capabilities for emergencies.  Funny, funny thing is life.  I seem to meet the strangest people and already know parts of them.  Perhaps the Celtic re-birth of souls is right after all!  Well, I’d like to think so anyway.  GO THE PAGAN!

After that it was a (remarkably) short trip up to the Hosue (That is spelt correctly) for the night’s debauchery to begin.  In an hour, when the Mistress of the Hosue arrived.  Doh, I’m gonna string that Atoning fellow up one day.

I didn’t realise I could drink scotch on the rocks with so much enthusiasm.  Next time I think I will put more rock.  Watched a few videos:  Preaching to the Perverted (Which I LOVED!), Starship Troopers (Which I really liked) and The Eighteenth Angel (which was great, ‘cos the ending DIDN’T finish like all those other stupid God/Satan movies.  Go watch it, I’m not telling!)

This is the day “We” are not meant to be working!

Atoning and myself rock up to work at 11:00am, to build a bunch of computers that were ordered yesterday (to be delivered today).  Now, you might think this is fine, they just want the computers for Christmas presents.  WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING BUCKO!  They are going to be office computers.  So they will sit in their rooms, doing nothing, for no one, during the Christmas break.  But they have to be built today, see?  Because the guy who ordered them is a nut case and would rather do something RIGHT NOW years before it is required, because he might possibly be too busy to sleep after this NOW period is finished.  (Obviously he can’t sleep now, because that would be wasting time and people could be building computers NOW, couldn’t they?).

Monkey Brained C.E.O.s

Righto, so we build the systems, of course there are a few problems but nothing so major we need to call in the T.R.G.  AND! we got out early!  Woohoo, on the day we were not going to work we finished early.  Will wonders never cease.

Almost went over to Angelica’s, but decided against it, Dr. J. has some work for me to do tonight and I don’t really have a good excuse anyway.  Plus I’m not quite sure why I want to see her anyway.

Dr. J. has taken off down south.  I have a pile of HTML files to go through and check all the links work and go to the correct file.  The working part is easy, the correct file part is difficult, because I have to click on each link and check the name on the link is the title of the page that appears once clicked.  Is that clear?  No? Well tough, read it again.  I have been clicking and backspacing for 3 hours now and I’m sick of it.  Almost finished, about halfway through.

Dinner.  Dinner, dinner…  was ummm something really memorable of course… like OH! I remember, steak! and vegetables (with the other half of the pasta)  Not too bad really.  I ate more vegies than meat I think.  Perhaps that is a good thing?

Woke up late today.  I am meant to be removing paint from the <something> that goes around the gutters of mum’s house.  I know it has a name, because when I tell someone what I am talking about they say, “Oh yes, you mean the <something>”.  I just can’t remember what it is.

Anyway, it’s got paint on it and I am the pleb who is going to remove (most) of it.  So here I am, decked out in:

• Safety Glasses
• Cap (backwards)
• Safetly Boots (I still don’t have any normal shoes!)
• Leather Gloves
• Face Mask
• Old Clothes

All I need now is a rifle and I could begin the urban assault course.  Well, this steel brush will have to do.  I could gut you like a fish with this brush! and I wouldn’t want to be you when I have finished,  sigh.  I need to get out more.

Right, two hours later and I’m stuffed, sunburnt and regretting saying I would do this job.  I must have cleaned 3-4 metres of <something> in this time and the house MUST be at least a kilometre all the way around the edges.  Okay, not a WHOLE kilometre, but the best part of one if you were going to have to scrub the paint off the (argh!!!!) <something> by hand.

After that little sortie into the bizarre, I went shopping.  I even bought some stuff!  Food, mostly.  Stuff I can leave in the fridge and eat at a later date as well!  Ok, it was chocolate and Chicken Press BUT IT’S A START.

Had a little rest and then went back to the mines… house, to do some more scrubbing.  Who said men were stupid?  Yeah, in this case I’ll agree.  Scrubb.  Scrape.  Sweat.  Pant.  (Pant?) Scrubb.  Scrubb. YAY, another 4 metres.  Just think, in a few years the whole house will be done.

Later I took Mum out to dinner, ‘cos she was pissed at work for not giving her lots of money to pay for the repairs to the house (the scrubbing is a preparation step, apparently).  My treat!  Also because I didn’t have enough money (Curse this day) to get her a present (Well, the one she wanted).  So we went to a cafe and had a nice dinner.

Slept real good for some reason.  Don’t think I like this working for a living idea.  It’s far too much hassle.

Seeing as today hasn’t finished yet, I have gone through the previous days and corrected a few mistakes and added the players names in places they should go.  Not everything has been changed, for the sake of my lazyness, but most have.  Oh, and I might make a stlye sheet up as well (don’t worry if you don’t know what this is, I’m just rambling to myself so I remember to do it). HA!  I never got around to it, typical.

Well tonight I went to dinner at Angelica’s place, with the Wild Wench and her sister.  It should be fun, I haven’t seen Angelica in a while and I know the Wild Wench has some catching up to do with her as well (seeing as they are best friends…).  Besides - free food, free(ish) wine, good company and great looks - what kind of idiot would say, “no”?

Most of the night was spent listening to Angelica and the Wild Wench catch up with each other, occasionally I would get pulled into the fray but I was trying very hard to consume two bottles of red (with some help) and a ton of pasta.  All in all it was fun Fun FUN!  About half-way through we figured out that I hadn’t seen Angelica for upwards of two years (and even then I only really saw her once, at dinner with the Wild Wench).  So perhaps that gives you some idea of how bloody strange I am, and how time seems to have passed without my noticing.  I must say, however, that Angelica definitely ISN’T showing the signs of age…  I suppose you get that when you’re the Queen of the Elves.

Managed to get home okay.  I shouldn’t really have driven, but I didn’t want to step on anyone’s toes (or nighties) I’m being !GOOD! after all.

I couldn’t sleep much though, perhaps it was the red wine… perhaps it was Angelica’s outfit at dinner… whatever.

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