My computer's fucked. 8D

The hard-drive's deaded. So dad's given me his PC, since he barely uses it anyway. A seventeen hour defragging, spyware/virus-hunt joy ride later, it's still running slow but now less likely to commit pc suicide.

Yay? *blink*

So, uh, I need to install CS2 which was given to me by a buddy, I need to find and download another copy of Vegas 7.0 and I basically need to find a way to gain access to my shit on my computer until I get a new hard-drive and windows disk... Well, hell, I might as well just buy a new computer, but we all know I can't afford that right now. So I'll work with what I have.

Dad moved out for all of two days and then broke up with Tracey again. BTW, I'm calling her the Dragon from this point onwards. I have a serious disliking for her now, and I'd rather slap her than look at her.

Moving on! Ken and I are doing well. We've had a few arguments, but that's bound to happen here and there. They're not even arguments, really. We get mad, we back off, we talk about it, we have make-up sex. It's all good. 8D

I'm not expecting yet, but we're working on it. I'm looking for work, still, and that's still not going too crash hot. But I'll get there eventually.

I'm in dire need of a shower because it's friggen hot. Then I need to get started on dinner because it's gonna take forever to get it all ready, so I'm heading off for now.

Oh yeah.

youtube.com/shadowleggy

Go watch her vids. They're awesome. xD

love to all, hopefully I can be online on messengers to catch up soon.