Maz had a long rant prepared but the blog ate it. Oops. Well, here. I'm going to try to reconstruct it out of Maz's pained rantings about it after the blog chewed it up and spit it out. Here we go! This is what happened to Maz, not me. I just turned it from droolings on a MUSH to a real life rant.

"The evilest fruit is rhubarb. Shit, is that even a fruit? Whatever the heck it is, it's dead evil.

This week has been shit.

I found out the seller who's sending me the Microchange Reflector model kit I won in his auction is a moron. He broke the goddamn thing because he picked it up for me from his friend in a carrier bag.

Then, I got stung for $80. Guess how? Import fees! Oh yes. I had to pay $80 just to get my Police Sideswipe and I'm totally broke as a result.

Get this. My monitor and speakers on my PC are close to death.

I was going to get some pictures of Japanese TFs for Techrat so he could make his list more accurate. The guy that was going to get them for me asked me why I wanted them, so naturally I told him. He obviously thought Techrat's list wasn't a good enough reason, so he's not sending me the pics after all. Great.

Then I lost my mate in Australia's number. It was her birthday, and I even phoned her parents like the day before and they weren't in, so she probably thinks I forgot. Her email is a bust, too.

And I went on a date of sorts yesterday and it sucked to high heaven and back!

Jesus, what a fucking week.

She's a girl I've known for a while now. She's from Hong Kong. I thought there was something on there, but boy did I get the wrong idea. She's totally obsessed with my mate and has been for at least three years. I thought she was past it. My bad.

Thankfully, she still seems blissfully unaware of how I felt, so business as usual, I guess.

She wasn't using me to get close to my mate, either. They always hang out. He knows how she feels, but he's not into her. She knows that but can't get over it.

I do often go out with just one friend, because I have a lot of different groups and they don't hang out with each other. I only have about five or six people that I hang out with the most, my real friends.

The UK sucks. Yesterday we had a fucking torrential downpour and I got drenched to the bone TWICE.

Hellbunny commented, 'Hey maz! We have to deal with a bunch of hyper sensitive 'terrorist are coming' on 9-11 shit in the USA.'

I know. I saw it on the news. I'm doing my best to avoid anything pertaining to last year's events. I took it badly enough at the time. Don't need any reminders. What a shit week. September is always hell."

Well, that's the end of my attempt to save Maz's rant.

One parting thought. I'm doing the same thing as Maz. Watching an airplane crash into a building once was plenty. This bullshit about 'we will always remember'... Kiss my ass.

I don't want to remember.