Here's how my days have been rolling along recently: 5am get up 6am - 10am Talk crap on radio 10am-2pm Fill out all the paperwork and complaint forms 2pm onwards Go home, sit down and be innundated with ads about funeral insurance. Can I get it on finance? Okay, I know I'm going to die someday...but do you really have to point it out to me constantly?
The various works and occasional ramblings of one man with no plan and everything that happens along the way.