Those pricks turned up yesterday at 9AM and started sanding and nailpunching like there was no tomorrow, then tomorrow comes... and they're not bloody here, even though I got up specially early so they wouldn't wake me up and make me all pissed off again. Curse you floor polishers, you have foiled me again.

Mmmmmmmm, just had my first coke of the day after abstaining yesterday to cleanse my system of caffiene. I can go for a day without, but I definitely couldn't give up forever, it feels sooooo good. Oh baby, oh yeah.

I've been doing a little catching up on Penny-Arcade, as well as the other yummy comics I seem to spend so much of my online time reading. Some of them seem to have spent chunks of the break offline, server thingies and other miscellaneous borkups... That's ok with me, I haven't had the internet to read them with, but now I'm back online, so Piro and Scott, you can come back now. Kthxbi.

Well the sanding boys are back now. There's one of them with what looks like a floor polishing machine about 6 metres from my current position. The major difference between the contraption this guy is holding and a normal floor polisher is that floorpolishers don't sound like a jet taking off, nor do they exude dense, smelly smoke that sets off fire alarms. The floors are looking really good though, and when they've been all varnished and buffed to a mirror finish I will be a happy little Jaymis.

In other news: I got a Sully doll from Macdonalds yesterday. He's now sitting on top of my synth. One day I'll get Luke's webcam from him and you can have a look.