Showering my computer’s speakers with invisible deathrays my work monitor went the way of the dodo today. By noon I had it replaced with a E70 Viewsonic. Huzzah!
The tax-fattened hyenas down at the blinkity-blink city hall were unable to accept my postdated cheques because they weren’t ready with the forms. Remorseless trough-feeders the whole lot of them. I trudged wearily through the heat of midday in order to furnish them with new opportunities to fleece me of my hard-earned drachmas and they weren’t ready with the forms. The nerve.