Tuesday, 8 March 2011

Thunderstorm. :D

Yes I know this is my third blog today, no I am not this much of an avid blogger, it’s just well I’m not feeling well, and it’s raining outside so I can’t go out there (there, being the great outdoors) so I’m stuck here being bored and checking my blog every thirty minutes.
Three things.
1)      Who likes StarTreck? I’m enjoying some really good Treck fic’s ATM
2)      Thank you MITCH my first follower <3 you have made my infinitely boring day just that much brighter!
3)      Why does traffic move so slowly on Fiction Press? I posted a story like three months ago and woo-hoo!  I’ve just hit 20 Hits. Maybe I should write more smut, people eat that stuff up, Drama and all, I have a story under a different penname (It’s a bio and I’m not ready for my family to read it… lost of drama and all that) and guess what like 200 hits, People don’t read just for the sake of it, there’s actually a message behind the other stuff.*
4)      Oh and Thunderstorm…hurry up and get here! I want to watch you! Rumbling on the horizon is not entertainment, it’s torture, My Milo is waiting, as is my quilt, when you get here I will be waiting.#

P.S. I know I said I had three points, but I wasn’t planning to go insane and start talking to the thunderstorm. :D

*Thank you all 20 of those people who did actually read my stuff.
# I love you thunderstorm.

Commercial suicide!

Adverts annoy me allot.
Who does the person think he/she is?
They must know that they can’t just blast people with the adverts which are always twice the volume of the movie, and not expect us to mute the sound. Don’t they need the sound to tell us that we need to buy/watch whatever the add is about, why force us to mute?
Hey guy/girl who does the adverts! Stop fiddling with the volume button! In fact don’t touch it period!
I hate the adverts; well actually I like the RAA ad’s. Who doesn’t? I think RAA is only a South Australian company, So for those of you who havn’t seen them. basically every add George has an insurance accident, and Trev tells him to get RAA insurance.
Poor George breaks his wii, floods his house, gets a neck brace, breaks his golf clubs, has a car accident moves next door to Trev, buys a lawnmower because his insurance company didn’t give him enough to buy a new car.
The latest one George knocks on Trev’s door early in the morning and tells him there’s a fire at his place so he’s going to crash on Trev’s couch, he also brings a bunch of blue vein cheese and stuffs it in Trev’s fridge, spilling a bottle of milk in the process.
He simply look at Trev and says ‘no use crying over spilt milk Trev’
Honestly I feel so sorry for Trev in that moment, and it worries me that George is so accident prone that he actually knows the fire brigades names.
George and Trev, I love them.
They make me laugh like anything
Get RAA insurance!
See now that’s an add that I always turn up-Go George and Trev!
Poor Trev…

Aukward Itch.

You know when you get one of those incredibly awkward itches, and you just can’t itch it. I have one of them, on the inside of my ear. And it’s driving me nuts, how do you itch an itch on the inside of your ear? It’s really awkward, somehow I try rubbing my tongue on the roof of my mouth, as if that’s going to help any, so here I am looking like an absolute retard and no its not helping my itch! How annoying.