grr argh fuck

my stupid website server is still down. my hosting company are boring middle class losers. i hate them all. these are the guys you see in the supermarket buying a pack of six beers and several ready meals. i hope they choke on their tv dinner while watching their capital driven football. and i hope their team loses. hey, everyone loses in football, apart from the players and the assholes who buy and sell them. but then at least footballers don't steal your water and try and sell it back to you once they've poisoned it. but anyway, the point is their all fools. my stupid hosting company. these are guys who dvd collections take up a whole wall of their two room flat. sorry, pad. they care more about their entertainment system than ..well, my website i suppose.

summer

it's the summer and summer means being outside and not inside where the smelly computer is. other things that are smelly are dumpters, turned into culture farms in the sun. the weather is messed up, like it's broken or something. this morning you could bake a potato in the sun but by the afternoon it had already rained. now the potato isn't even good for mash.

you missed the carnival and you missed the fireworks.

that's all.