yayy it's friday

aye, and I've spent it at work, alone. forget the little kevin-bloke. he ain't got nothin' on me *chuckles*

started the day with playing with the espresso machine here (my own. yep. I have 2 of them. identical. one for home, one for hell) while waiting for the dude who reads the level on the heaters here and puts new calculators on. he showed up, we joked around some while I was still doing my caffeine thang, then he started to complain how he'd like a coffee as well and when I offered him the one I was working on he said no thanks he's parked in 2nd row and can't possibly, but thanks for asking.

ok. do men actually ever know what they want? *shakes head*

then I played some internet, got ignored by my IT-department in HQ and read the newspapers. Of wednesday. houseshopping. nothing there I could afford.

but me wee bro's back in town, apparently snuck back in somewhen late last night and phoned around noon to ask me to spend some time with him this weekend, possibly partying with the neccessary pillaging, rioting and rambling that comes along with it all. hell yeah I'm all up for that!!

now I'm officially pretending to work for another hour or so, practising my horrible name-signing on 48197431764 papers (no fecken' wonder it looks like shite) and then the weekend has me back.

yayy me. yayy it's friday. go on, folks, everyone now: YAYYYYY
there ya go. feeling all better, ain't ya? :)