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Coming to you live...ok not quite live...but coming to you nonetheless - from home! Woopie!. No more freaking office wirewall scrutinizing my every move and restricting my access. I finally got a laptop at work to surf for porn for when i travel and to chat get more work done in my free time. I also got internet at home(broadband my ass...it's lank* slow) so I will be spending less corporate hours goofing about and probably blog more often. Well, at least till I do something about the lack of a TV.

I'm at home. I've got a camera. Lets use it:

its a hard knock life


That's the little statuette i got over the weekend. I found myself drawn to it for some unknown reason. It was just sitting there all alone in the corner of the curio shop. So alone. I couldn't resist. I think it's cute. What's he sad about? If only i had the presence of mind to ask the guy who sold it to me. These things always have a delightful little story passed down from the creator.

My camera battery just died. These were taken by my phone hence the crappy quality.

Current book I'm reading:

Johny rocks


Current CD i'm listening to:

Jewel


They're both old but pretty new in my collection.
Okay, bored myself enough. Later.

*lank: South African slang for 'extremely'

Comments

Anonymous said…
Plz put more pics...u on ur nude perhaps??lol..would like to view ur crib hey! and that sad thing is really cute!
2/22/2006 2:15 PM
Lyn said…
In the nude huh? You're gonna have to come over and take the pics yourself heheheheehee.
2/23/2006 5:29 AM
Bent Fabric said…
If I come over I want to do more than take pictures. Hello, I'm talking about surfing on your new laptop. What were you thinking, young lady?! ;)

Love the statuette. I think it's the Jewel CD that's making him sad. hehe Just last week I was wondering what the hell happened to her.
2/25/2006 7:11 AM
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