Jumbled Musings.

Patapon and guitar are extremely fun! Friday creeps closer and I am going to start writing my will. Just tell me what you want and I'll make a note. Unless its photographs of mine, then I suggest you look somewhere else. As much as you want all of us to do well, I'm afraid that's in God's will, not mine. Alternatively, I could be self-employed so it wouldn't matter what I got for my A level results anyway. And I'll always be Employee of the Month. Alright, as Eug puts it, que cera cera. It's all set in stone or ink, rather. I detest my current job; there is nothing more infuriating then trouble-shooting a laptop, after complaining to a customer service officer that is. That's enough ranting for the day...