Monday, December 19, 2005

UPDATES

SORRY about the infrequent posts this week. I've either been busy or lazy or both...
HERE IS THE LAST WEEKS EVENTS IN NOTE FORM:


- Got my new laptop. It is good. The screen is big and it runs fast. I am very pleased with it.

- Gone XMas shopping every day. It is boring. And expensive.

- My space themed QCA book was rejected. I liked it. But the powers that be don't. Sigh.

- I emailed Cutts Creative about talking to them about the folio, but they will be closed till late January.

- I got in a lot of trouble from Sebastian for being late too many times. It was a disaster but worked out ok in the end I guess.

- I screwed up with UNG typing in the wrong thing in a MSN conversation relating to my ex. Disaster. But I think things are patched up. They're still a bit shaky though...

- I went bowling with Tanner the other night. Damn its actually really really hard. The ball is too heavy. My arm hurts.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

ahhh so thats what's been happening on the other side at the Mondayne blogging world. Have you been implanting my style of blogging into your own? [see wed, dec 7th]...how dare you copy me! haha, I am the queen of laziness and you shall not take that away from me!

BTW, you must be a sissy [girly man], I went bowling the other day and it was easy as pie. Haha [points finger...sissy!]

IESSO [what does this even mean?}

Anonymous said...

Sars. Yeah. I am totally a wussy girl. I used a girls ball and everything.

Anyway IESSO stands for "I'm Elliott Scott, signing off". It's how I finished my post almost every time since the beginning.

sar86 said...

ah man, technology can suck sometimes [or maybe it was me]. Lets not delve into that.

anyways...HAHAHAHAHAHA! I shall never see you in the same light again.

Also, now that i have found out what IESSO means i feel like my life is complete. ;-)

Elliott Scott said...

Hey gee thanks tobes. I liked it too, Im a bit upset that it was rejected so outright. Oh well. Thanks for the nice comments, and don't worry about it being two weeks later; better late than never. (that's what my ex-wife said)