You are the last drink...

... I never should have drunk, you are the body, hidden.. in the trunk
Pulp writes some of the greatest anthems evah!! See: Common People for any doubters.

I've spent the last two days at work playing with the appearance of el bloggo deluxo, I think it's coming along, particularly now that Carlos has enlightened me as to what the hell hex colour code is.

Oh what to say... it is almost Robbie Burns day and therefore also my opportunity to don a kilt for the pure pleasure. My family has a smidgen of Scottish blood in it to which my sister clings to with a grip of death, but she plays the bagpipes and does all those sorts of things so it's reason enough for me to go kilted to Burns night. This also means that I shall be kilted for the night out on Saturday... y'all better come out for this, it shall be a blast. It is also my firm belief that any Brennan who happens to have access to a kilt should join me in kilted revelry.

SMOKE SOME FAGS AND PLAY SOME POOL, PRETEND YOU NEVER WENT TO SCHOOL!! pure gold.

Went skating yesterday with a pretty lady, t'was fun but I think I might be playing the part of homewrecker or something... methinks some dude weren't happy about my helping to teach her to stop and her teaching me to swim. I shall endevour to find out for certain today but mine instincts are that I'm inadvertantly being a bastard. I kinda like being a bastard though.