I've got my photography gig tonight that doesn't happen until 7:00. It's in the same building as work so there is utterly no point going home and coming back. I probably wouldn't even make it. Fortunately there is an Irish Pub across the street so I can kill some time with a pint of Kilkenney (it's too muggy out for Guinness) and a plate of bangers and mash.
I'll head back to the office when I'm done and do some work on my website. I need to start getting my store set up.
I was just have a look at my spam filter logs and a particularly badly translated subject line for some pr0n spam made me laugh out loud: "suck my catling".
Watch out. It is one of those LiveJournal posts.
I was just have a look at my spam filter logs and a particularly badly translated subject line for some pr0n spam made me laugh out loud: "suck my catling". 