Touch the bloody wood. Damn it. I should shut my trap sometimes.

The only way I will get post this entry and other entries would be if and when I go down to Chinatown to play CS. And to do that I have to type out my entries and send it as an email to my web based account and then cut and copy.

Fantastic amount of work. And only if I get to a LAN shop today.

Wow. I'm impressed. And this couldn't happen at a worse time. I just asked for a review at Naked Reviews. And I would absolutely hate it I got a lower mark because I didn't update regularly.

Blah. I hate it. I hate it. I hate it when things are beyond my control. I am fine with critical comments (unless I am in a seriously kill the small bloody fluffy things?mood, which I am in right now) but not when it's not my friggin' fault.

There I go again. Ranting about things that aren't THAT important. And might not happen.

Mental note: join a anger management course.