Gotta love days off
I have been sitting out on the balcony like an iguana enjoying my time off. No work hassles, no one calling me, just me, a fine book and the sun. I was so tired last night after re-doing the site I did forget to say thanks to Dan Dan 
He set up a play wordpress for me to have a fiddle with and I learnt much. <3 to you Dan.
Hammy, the bottle throwing incident was on the way home from my parents, where some knob had thrown a glass bottle from the bus. When I got home, there was already car in my carbay. Luckily no one knocked on the door to scream at me, and I did remember to lock all of the security locks just in case i did upset the owner of the car. Quite frankly, I am surprised I didn’t get a nasty note from the person who parks in the car bay that I took. Next time, no more notes on cars, I’ll just key the side door on my way past.
I have been considering my future on the network I IRC on for a couple of days now. Mainly due to my health being quite bad, the stress at work, the politics surrounding it, and the fact that it is supposed to be something I do and enjoy myself. Not stress about, and be backstabbed. My biggest fear is I’ll turn out like some of the other people who have helped on the network. Bitter, ego’s as big as houses, believing everything would fall apart when I leave. I already share some things in common. I don’t believe that my time on IRC is forever, I have a useby date, or at least a recycle date. I’ll know when that is soon enough.
Mental note: I hate washing machines that go off balance during the spin cycle.