I have the best liver in the world. If I die while I’m still young, I want Calum to have my liver because his is stuffed. I never get a hangover. The morning after I’ve been drinking the night before, I feel fine. Often better than fine. Often, wonderful. So, I believe I have been blessed with a superhuman liver. My pancreas is a piece of crap though, so if I die young, they should just throw that out. In fact, everyone in my family (paternal and maternal sides) have this crappy pancreas gene. It has been passed from our forefathers and foremothers to us.
Anyway… I’m trying to re-transfer all my music back onto my Iriver, because it went crazy and decided that, despite the fact that when I looked at the contents of the folder and saw all the music still there, it would tell me that it had NO artist, NO albums, NO genres, NOTHING! Well! Fine then, be that way! So I deleted all the music off there so the folder contents would match the music list, and then wanted to transfer all the music back onto it. But when I started doing it, I realised that my music is all over the place, in all different folders. Same with my pictures. I have folders with names that have nothing to do with the contents, and it’s not like i did it on purpose to be sneaky, just that I will see a picture that I want to save and just save it to the first thing that shows up, and think “I’ll move it to the right folder later.” and i never do. So for this computer, I have sworn to protect and uphold the law of contents matching folder names.
I’ve been watching The Mighty Boosh. At first, when Nathan mentioned it I couldn’t remember what it was. I know that Lauren and I watched it when we lived in the Balmoral house, but I could not for the life of me remember what it was about. We watched lots of different ABC comedies. I remember Lauren yelling out to me from the lounge room that it was on. We also used to watch John Safran vs God. I’m sure there are others but I can’t remember (I have a terrible memory right now). Anyway, the point of starting a paragraph about the mighty boosh was to say that now that i’ve been watching it again, I remember it, and I remember having a huge crush on the younger guy .. I’ll find a picture…. Okay, his name is Neil Fielding, he plays Vince Noir (he can talk to animals and aspires to be a glam-rock star, but he has no musical skills). HOT!
My favourite episode is the arctic one, where the polar bear says “Hold me.” and he says to hte polar bear “Did you say hold me?” lol. I’m halfway through watching it right now, so i’m going to go back to it. Plus I’m sick of writing. *gasp*! Could it be true? Yes. Because I’ve got something else I want to do right now. Au REVOIR!!!!!!!!!!