I had a nice birthday weekend. :) It was arranged for my Dad to come and visit me, in secret. Unfortunately that meant he had to see my siblings too, who spent a large portion of the weekend shouting and screaming in competition with each other. It’s still illegal to kill off siblings. Damn! I didn’t have any cake either, darn it. I’ll have to get Karl to buy me some next weekend to make up for it. ;)
Anyway, got to spend a bit of time with him, whooped his ass at a few card games and pool (like snooker, only.. not.) He went back this morning thus I packed him a huge feast for his lunch and waved him off, telling him how important it is that he comes back soon.
I did very little computing/surfing over the weekend because of my family distractions — not that I’m complaining — it took my mind off BellaBook, which I’m incredibly anxious about. Nobody, not one person, has contacted me yet with a bug. For any sane person this would be reason to celebrate. Not me, I’m not sane! It just makes me more nervous because I assume that when someone does finally have a problem it’s going to be huge and unfixable and argh! I am such a cynic.
I’m still sick, believe it or not. Not majorly vomiting sick or anything, but I have the shakes today and a big headache, sore throat and a cough. This cold is a bit of a bar-steward to shake. :p It best be gone soon, I’m hoping to hear back from a job I’ve applied for. *fingers crossed*
I’ve been helping Karl get his website up. It’s a shame really — because he has a life and a job and doesn’t have time to publicise himself 12 hours a day like I do, people are less inclined to visit and miss out on his bloody wonderful sense of humour. Just check out some of Pet Hates.. he’s almost as grumpy as me:
I have no problem with driving or fog lights being used as manufacturers intended, but I have a MAJOR problem with “Mr Tiny Dick” sat on my arse, as I try to get from A to B without having him run into me, as he blinds me from behind/in front.
So, hmm, that’s my weekend in a nutshell really.