Didn’t your mummy and daddy give you enough attention when you were a child ?

It has come to my attention that people apparently look down on the concept of having a blog. After some consideration, I have decided that SHUT THE FUCK UP. Eat six buckets of go to hell and wash it down with a bottle of you’re a cock, because frankly I don’t care.

What’s my word for the day ? I’d have to say…. ’shithouse’. It’s such a great word, and has so many uses. I can use it to describe my day:

‘How’s your day going ??’

“Oh… shithouse really”

Or perhaps in context with doing something boring/undesirable:

“I’m fucking SICK of doing shithouse dishes all the time >_<” (that’s a silent >_<, you don’t speak it out loud, just mentally visualise it as you’re talking)

So remember folks, enhance your day by using the term ’shithouse’ at least once today.

Last night I was working on my car. Amongst getting oil soaked dirt in my eyes and being attacked with ring spanners by my mates, I managed to finish redirecting my fuel lines, creating plenty of room for headers on the driver’s side of the engine bay.

I also learned in the process that getting your mates involved increases the fun, simultaneously decreasing productivity!

I’d have to say that working on my car has to be my own personal zen… lying under the chassis up on axle stands, having crap fall onto my face, narrowly avoiding a dose of petrol to the eyes… it’s so peaceful. I’ll bet no one in the world has felt so satisfied about sanding, painting, and bending a couple of tubes & fitting fuel line to them. Back into it tonight !

P.S. APESHIT is awesome !