Do not hire us to rearrange a room...because, well, we rearrange it...but we just move everything...nothing leaves the room.

"Yjod ua s awbrwbxw frdohmrf ri vpmgidr tiu." Whoever works the code out will be rewarded.

In news today, the guy on the bus that got, um, attacked...crazy. Imagine that, a nice boring bus ride, and suddenly there's a guy tearing some other guy apart with a "rambo knife". Not content with stabbing him a shitload of times, he then proceeded to gut him and decapitating him. To add insult to brutal dismemberment, the victim was pronounced dead at the scene. I mean cmon, what else is the verdict going to be? Even more morbidly amusing is the fact that the guy taunted police with the head before jumping out a window.
(Um, thankyou cones, for imagining an even better ending to that story...and another one...going to stop listening to him talk now.)

Moving on...i have two options to paint my room. Glow-in-the-dark green, or chalkboard. Either way, would certainly make an impact...especially combined with randomly-changing-colour halogen lights...might chuck in the strobe light, and voila, one odd room. Suits its occupant.

Go to the supermarket...new recipe for sugar overdose:
-Buy Spacefood Sticks, Roll-ups, and nutella.
-Wrap a spacefood stick inside a roll-up.
-Dip combination into nutella.
-Enjoy, accompanied with soft drink of choice.
(curtesy of cones and his oddities)

Well unless this wind blows down the house tonight (and no, it wouldnt surprise me), the randomness will be back again.

-Gaz