back in the pub…. bad idea…
messed up going to sleep again
still has a cold but is well on his way to finishing his e-mail application… woooooo!
is has a stupid cold and is fed up of code not doing what it should…
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is making e-mail formatting code breakthroughs…
is back to reading spam
So there myself and Dan were, working away in the small hours of the morning on a new anti-spam script when it all went horribly wrong.
(Click to enlarge dare you…)
And lo, the screen was filled with a surfeit of penis. Being the mature young men we are we giggled like a pair of school girls.
And for the second time in 2 days I find myself saying, welcome to my life.
When a bit of post comes through your door and one of your housemates picks up and reads off who it is addressed to, and they just happened to read off “How many BLUE dresses can there be???” what would you think? Slightly worryingly for me my first thought was “what the hell?” shortly followed by “hang on, that might actually be for me”.
(I have removed part of my address clearly)
To make matters worse, said letter contained a lot of cuts out’s of blue dresses from bridal magazines.
Welcome to my life.