'Bout time!

Well, I'm back, after that nasty computer frying incident involving lightening, a faulty line, and all my computer harware, I FINALLY HAVE A NEW COMPUTER....i mean, sure, it took them over 6 months for the insurance company to get it to me (slack bastars) but I finally got it in the end.

News Headlines:
Paul got a new job working in the kitchen at Hogs Breath Cafe(a nation-wide steak-house kind of restaurant, for those playing at home) and he's been working there for about 6/8 months.

Little Pauly also got a new guitar, thats right, that little baby Maton he was looking at, well he finally went and bought it.

Paul has been writing alot of songs in his down-time with out his computer.


I've been seriously thinking about moving out of Byron, and moving either back to Adelaide, or up to Brisbane, to live with my sister, because this town has been good to me, but there's just not enough work here for me to warrent me staying here in the long term...but at the moment, i don't have the where-withall to do it, so, It's just a random group of thoughts at the moment. It's also come to my attention that since i've started playing poker online, i've lost over $2.5k, so I've put myself on a self bar for 180 days, and i'm not missing it, because I only used to do it to pass time, so it's not really that much of a big deal that I'm not doing it anymore.

“Homer: Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her to pass me the syrup?
Marge: Please pass your father the syrup, Lisa.
Lisa: Bart, tell Dad I will only pass the syrup if it won't be used on any meat product.
Bart: You dunkin' your sausages in that syrup homeboy?
Homer: Marge, tell Bart I just want to drink a nice glass of syrup like I do every morning.
Marge: Tell him yourself, you're ignoring Lisa, not Bart.
Homer: Bart, thank your mother for pointing that out.
Marge: Homer, you're not not talking to me and secondly I heard what you said.
Homer: Lisa, tell your mother to get off my case.
Bart: Uhhh, dad, Lisa's the one you're not talking to.
Homer: Bart, go to your room.”