my laptop has arrived. i think, until now, pcworld offers good service, but DHL is the pits. dhl's delivery hours are from 9am to 5pm right. today i logged on to track my delivery and dhl stated that my pc was in the van at 9.09am. guess what time i got my laptop? at fucking 5.30ish pm.

got it at work as having things delivered at home is useless. as soon as i saw the box i wanted to faint. how the fuck was i going to carry that box from work where i have 15mins walk to the station, take a train and then another 10mins walk home.

so the kind post supervisor at work, T, looked at me like...hmm..now what the fuck are YOU gonna do? we opened the big box to find another box, smaller this time which still wasnt heavy..he wrapped it up for me..and i walked in the streets of LONDON with this goddamn box. embarassing? me? bien sur..(hey i took the bus to the station and a taxi from the station back home to home - who the hell u think i am? the box lady or what). anyways....

the problem is yet to come...couldnt fuckin connect to internet. called my friend M, who kinda understands pcs really good for a gay guy. we were lost coz my system kept saying that my wireless connection was off. anyways i couldnt bloody find that button..and I DID NOT WANT TO READ THE MANUAL.

called another friend..D. he wasn't home...dammit.

had to read the manual...double dammit.

surprisingly enough, found what i was looking for in a couple of secs..and guess what? my w.c. button WAS indeed switched off...and i would have never found it if i hadnt read the instructions...

i kinda quit cigs this week (sunday nite consisted of turkish dinner, lots of red wine, lots of cigs and lots of filth shared with my gfs a' la sex and the city) but i had to lite one to celebrate my triumph that i am well capable of reading the manual...YEY.

patience is a virtue...

re. city boys..whoever works in the city, dont tell me, but a man in a suit..is oh so yummy...our city boys rock. i am always fuckin turned on at lunch....beautiful...havent seen McDonalds boy all week - i wonder where the hell he is. i miss him. oh BOOHOOO...anyways...will catch up with all of ya later.

ps: my flatmate LIFE IS LIFE. just ate fish fingers and man do they stink...