Another day, another theme..
I feel like a gay man at the moment, trying on one fancy shiny coat and then flinging it to the farthest corner of the interweb/wardrobe/closet. There are so many themes to choose from, one is spoilt for choice.
Whilst I loved the screen and the imagery of the previous theme, it lasted for all of 5 seconds when I noticed that displayed oddly in various browsers. If there is one thing I ask for in a them its consistency across browsers and to be honest its not too much to ask. Once a gay person sees something rainbow related they are sold. Even if its rainbow knickers. Which I can honestly say I don’t possess. But rainbow towel, flag and crockery, oh yes. What sort of house-proud lesbian would I be if I didn’t have something rainbow related?
I was in early enough this morning, despite the best efforts of clingfilm and luases, to get some new Mods on board for angrypotato, add an article to Gaelick and try and liase with Parents Support regarding domain name registation and hosting. This getting an early night cannot be over-rated. I tackled the pc last night and finally found the little bugger that was living in my registry not allowed me
to run cmd.exe or regedit. Just in case the same thing happens to you, here’s the fix. I never knew HijackThis was so fab! Its like the nerdy gift that keeps on giving 
So the pc is back running at its usual snail pace but we were talking about getting a new tower so perhaps next month there may be new and shiny hardware as well as software.
The kid is calling over this evening. She nearly wasn’t as there was a hair disaster involing feria red and bleach and I quote:
“Put the feria red over it because I thought, fuck it I bought it, so if I can style the hair a certain way, it could come off as retro red with streaks, it’s a big if, but I did try somethin!”
I dread to think what bleached blonde teenager I am meeting this evening. Provided she shows up. The last couple of weeks either she has been late for the train or the train has been early. Which is unheard of most of the times, funny how these things only happen to her.
The brother has been txt haressing me about the Ploughing Championships. They are in September in case you had a moment of panic and thought you’d missed them. But because of project work last year I couldn’t get the time off so he’s panicked. This year I’ll be lucky to be in a job so he can rest easy. I’ll have time for the eurovision, the Rose of Tralee and The Ploughing Championships. And all other social events worthy of my interest. Speaking off all things eurovision, the t-shirt finally arrived. Its lovely. I will make new friends in Athlone when I wear it with pride for the eurovision final.
