Title? What title?

Freakin' banks.

I hate em all. Ok maybe not all but the one that I have my wages deposited in, I dislike intensely. It went through a period where they weren't so bad. Yes they would levy my wages every month because of "service charges", but so what doesn't everyones bank do that?! No as it turns out. For years I was giving the bar-stewards money every freakin' month, while I …

Phone rings and suddenly "dum, dum, da-da, dum, dum, da-da, doo-da-d0, do-da-doo, do-da-doo, da-da. Da. Da. Dada. Bum dum dah-da!..." (sorry about that, it took me 20 minutes when I realised I could just do this instead.) The mission is back on, the best bit? No one else on the team has done this before either! Ha!

Excitement is running through me again! Sod the bastards at the bank! Sod the moving Surly's boss over the weekend and not having any kind of live girlie entertainment - hang on he recons we'll be back by 3pm - ok so it's just Friday night that's shot. Or not if we go out right after work… Humm how did my money problems start again? Oh yeah. Not keeping track of my funds! *sigh*

Sorry kids gotta go and make plans for Tuesday..