tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-230383892011-07-23T09:09:35.603+10:00A blog about Frosty and the everyday adventures of his lifeScrufthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17552082083913981673noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23038389.post-73255684427814229272006-12-28T10:33:00.000+11:002006-12-28T10:34:05.438+11:00Yeah it's been a while. Screw Tim with his blog. I have a new blog now. http://holidayinusa.blogspot.com. I'm leaving for the US tonight for a month, so you can keep track of me there.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23038389-7325568442781422927?l=scruft.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Scrufthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17552082083913981673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23038389.post-1142516263248527812006-03-17T00:29:00.000+11:002006-12-28T10:35:10.835+11:00OK so <a href="http://onerandomblog.blogspot.com/">Tim</a> thinks he's a better blogger than me. Maybe I forgot about this thing. Is that such a crime? According to Tim, yes. It is. And now we begin blogwars.<br /><br />Moving on, today I found out that I'm going to be running some User Meetings for work. Not even being told by the boss, but by one of the managers (not even my manager!) and told to act surprised when the boss tells me.<br />(<span style="font-size:85%;">For those of you who don't know much about my work, a user meeting is when a group of my company's users get together and i tell them how to use our products. And they ask questions.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Now not only is this freaking me out cos I don't know what to do, I'm going to be shown ONCE what to do, then have to fly along by myself for like 5 more meetings in different cities. Scary shit.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">until next time...</span><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23038389-114251626324852781?l=scruft.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Scrufthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17552082083913981673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23038389.post-1140933290145941342006-02-26T16:43:00.000+11:002006-02-26T16:54:50.153+11:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/2354/1600/IMAGE_00052.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/976/2354/320/IMAGE_00052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Hey all,<br /><br />This is my first post to my new blog. It's gonna be about anything and everything that happens in my life. Why anyone would bother reading it, i don't know. So first thing first, it's 4.45 on Sunday 26 Feb 2006.<br /><br />I got my eyebrow pierced yesterday. It hurt a little bit, but I didn't really mind. It looks SO GOOD!! I love it. See the pic. I want to change the balls to cones swoon, but i have to wait for it to heal first.<br /><br />Tomorrow I'm taking my car in for the first service it's had since I got it.. It was my mum's, then my Nana's, now mine. It's a '91 Honda Civic. It's Red. Red goes faster.. except when it hasn't been serviced, hehe.<br />There's a woman in my building with pretty much the SAME car! Same model, colour. Scary. Only real difference is that she has Victorian number plates and I still have my NSW ones. I should check when the rego runs out. I have no idea.<br /><br />I have a feeling the mechanics are gonna screw me in the service with stuff I don't need, cos i dont know anything about cars. I know it doesn't need new spark plugs cos i changed them with my brother before i brought the car down here a few months ago. So if they do that, they can go get F'ed.<br /><br />Anyway I wanna see how this will look once I publish it, so that's it for now.<br />I'll blog again very soon.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23038389-114093329014594134?l=scruft.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Scrufthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17552082083913981673noreply@blogger.com2