why is it still impossible to get into a bank on a saturday morning at the end of the month? why is it even necessary to have to go into a bank to open an account in this day and age?
i got the online account opened on Friday evening, oh big whop.
however ... one can't actually do anything with an online facility because there's no actual bank account attached to it, is there? stupid bloody waste of time and energy that was.
so i will have to take time off this coming week to go in to the bank when you can actually get near a consultant and try my best to get a bloody bank account opened, geez.
don't want to get my hopes up but with a bit of it, my computer supplier might have the right notebook for me tomorrow ...
found out, whilst surfing through one of my fave websites this evening, that I have RLS (restless leg syndrome) and the cure for it is a bit of onanism. whodathunkit?
Decided to start posting one or two songs each time of toons i completely dig, and always will 100% for all time. Starting with this one by the genius that is BECK:
Follow this link to a little thing i wrote that was inspired by this Beck song back in May 2005 on my original Story-Crossing site. Keep wondering whether it would be a worthwhile exercise resurrecting that concept?
Anyhow, i'm tired ... leaving you with a track by one of my fave bands of the past ten years ... and hardly anybody really gives a damn about them. Warning: Shock Horror! NO annoying moving pictures ... you can just listen, like we used to do when radio was half-decent and played stuff that people wanted to pay money for.