My interweb

My laptop has blown up, the wireless connection has blown up, and everything else has also blown up. I have lots and lots of posts backing up and I really want to post them, but one must be patient.

Overheard in a Boundary St, Spring Hill newsagent:

Backpacker 1: All these birfday cards have somefing written in them.
Backpacker 2: Do you want a blank one then?
Backpacker 1: Here's one that says "Belated". Is that wot you send when they're dead?

Har har har.