Right so, I know I'm bound to catch a fair bit of flack from each and every one of my friends here at the TMF for, you know vanishing for long periods at a time... then coming back when I'm to sick to leave the house, posting like a mad-man, and vanishing again... but this time it wasn't my fault!
Really!
Honest!
C'mon!
At least let me explain!
Ah, well... I didn't actually expect anyone to read this far, but if you did then I'm sure you're wondering what amazing excuse the fantastic Mr.Blues is going to pull out of his sleeve this time, and let me assure you, it's a good one. As most of you, no doubt know, I'm great at almost everything I try to do...
*Basks in the sunlight that shines from his own ass for a moment*
But the flip side of that coin is, I tend to procrastinate... a lot, hence why I'm awake at 2am posting to my TMF blog. Well, my point is, not too long ago, my laptop got herself a virus, and poor Monstro (yes, I named her Monstro, for she is massive and godly! LIKE ME! *Basks once more*) hasn't recovered yet. Mainly due to me not wanting to pay to get the bloody thing removed (me=poor, jobless, and too lazy to care). Now, this wasn't a huge issue, as I still had Old Reliable (yep, that's the desktop... ironic that we named her that...), and Old Reliable, in nearly 8 years, has never let me down. Never. Until she crashed, wiping her entire hard drive and deleting 8 years of documents... including poetry, short stories, and a few more ambitious attempts... and to top it off, three whole years of college work (including this years).
That's right, you guessed it, I've been without a computer, re-doing lost essays. Tonight I finished my final essay on my old man's old laptop... I am yet to name her (I'm thinking 'Godsend' might be appropriate here), and you guessed it, I've only just now, on the brink of madness found time to check in. So, instead of wishing ill-deeds upon me for my silly amount of absences, instead, say a prayer, that my last minute attempts to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat, and save my entire college career pays off! Because god knows I'm not paying to repeat final year...
Really!
Honest!
C'mon!
At least let me explain!
Ah, well... I didn't actually expect anyone to read this far, but if you did then I'm sure you're wondering what amazing excuse the fantastic Mr.Blues is going to pull out of his sleeve this time, and let me assure you, it's a good one. As most of you, no doubt know, I'm great at almost everything I try to do...
*Basks in the sunlight that shines from his own ass for a moment*
But the flip side of that coin is, I tend to procrastinate... a lot, hence why I'm awake at 2am posting to my TMF blog. Well, my point is, not too long ago, my laptop got herself a virus, and poor Monstro (yes, I named her Monstro, for she is massive and godly! LIKE ME! *Basks once more*) hasn't recovered yet. Mainly due to me not wanting to pay to get the bloody thing removed (me=poor, jobless, and too lazy to care). Now, this wasn't a huge issue, as I still had Old Reliable (yep, that's the desktop... ironic that we named her that...), and Old Reliable, in nearly 8 years, has never let me down. Never. Until she crashed, wiping her entire hard drive and deleting 8 years of documents... including poetry, short stories, and a few more ambitious attempts... and to top it off, three whole years of college work (including this years).
That's right, you guessed it, I've been without a computer, re-doing lost essays. Tonight I finished my final essay on my old man's old laptop... I am yet to name her (I'm thinking 'Godsend' might be appropriate here), and you guessed it, I've only just now, on the brink of madness found time to check in. So, instead of wishing ill-deeds upon me for my silly amount of absences, instead, say a prayer, that my last minute attempts to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat, and save my entire college career pays off! Because god knows I'm not paying to repeat final year...
