Goodbye Blue. I'll miss you.

I have all my files back! Including all the stories that need uploading for Sentinel Thursday and my MX slash site. Sat and finished stripping Blue down last night, removed all my mail files and moved them to Silver. Now all I have to do is upload the things. Which I can't do until tonight as it's Kayleigh's 18th birthday today and we need to go see her. Plus it's going to be the computer show as Blue goes to hers, and my brother gets her old computer.

Had to lol at Chris wanting that computer. It's the first one we ever had and is probably worthless now. Plus he's so computer illiterate it's unreal. He needs to be walked through every step when he comes here to surf.

The fish are set up and look awesome. But I have to say, flat pack furniture is the thing of the devil. Who would have thought that something that looks so innocent is so freaking hard to build. So now my desk is flanked on one side by an insane gerbil that sits and *glares* at me. ( Anyone ever notice that gerbils have eyes just like the grey aliens? John just sits and stares, the freakish thing that he is) and a huge tank on the other. I'd call it pet corner but I'd be insulting myself *g*

Now, must check the flist before I have to go out, see what you've all been saying.

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Things you don't want to hear when there's a group of your brother's friends in the kitchen.

"Whoa, pictures of male rape on the kitchen walls!"
"It's our Terri. She's twisted."

*Blush*

The picture they meant was one from the Hard Time episode of MX. Brennan is glaring at a beaten up Jesse, and it's obvious he's threatening him. But male rape...

I actually agree with the twisted comment, but I'm still going to move the picture *g*

Talking of pictures. My drabble for this weeks Boyband 100

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