Big Jesus Oil-King down in Texas drives great holy tanks of gold.

The old company's DSL is being switched off on Tuesday. We are likely to switch to Zen, if we can get onto fucking BT to get the fucking Migration Approval Code. I left it till the end of the day and their phone queue simply drops everyone out at 5:30pm. Customer service! redcountess says I should have expected this.

I probably have a job interview tomorrow morning. Contracting. So I'll go from concubine to streetwalker!

B-Movie tomorrow! Hopefully with a Liz. We are all still po' and will happily accept beers and entry and stuff. I am still forbidden to pay in back-alley blowjobs, but I'm sure we can work something out.

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