Broke

The irony of posting from work about being broke is not lost on me. This is just a short post to say that I probably won't be posting something today or tomorrow due to the fact that my pocket, wallet, bank account and fridge looks like the inside of Kurt Cobain's head - empty.

Thus, the internet connection at home was cut off. So Mom, Dad, concerned family and all those laughing at me with your full stomachs: before you start harping on about how irresponsible I am, I'll pay my rent and all those little "extras" like water, electricity and telephone bill tonight so hopefully this little finger-twiddling endeavour will be back on its feet by Wednesday. No sympathy emails please; after all - two-minute, crab flavoured noodles don't taste that bad with a little salt, pepper and Tabasco sauce...I could always chew off one of Christoff's toes while he's sleeping, speaking of which - he has a blog now - check it out.