When DIY goes bad...

First to start off with a rant. A lovely friend of mine gave me a phone with a cracked screen, and I was very chuffed, as with a repair, I would get a very good upgrade over my existing phone. As usual, husband steps out heroicly and promises to do his repair magic on it. At this point I say, would it not be a better idea to take it to a shop, where people have done this before...His answer was " I am not paying that, I can do it"
Instead of forking out the 40 odd pounds to get this quite a valuable phone back to the old glory, we then got all the needed pieces for the repair.
Well guess what.
He broke the whole thing within the first 5 minutes into his "fixing".
What is wrong with men. Why insist on doing something you have no idea how to succesfully do it.
He then went on to congratulate himself by buying 3 ps3 games.
So I have my old log phone, and this blundering twit just cost me a very nice phone and 15 quids worth of parts.
 Can I turn into a lesbian or something.

And to continue on these blunders..... A little review on Simply Spray fabric paints...

They suck. Bought some from Hobbycrack, and reading the labels promising sunshine, happiness and a pot of gold, I bought into it.
Had a project where I needed fabric paints not to go stiff, so these would do perfect.
 If only the bottle worked.
I got to spray few little bits, and then ta-fucking-daa, the nozzle gets completely blocked, and after managing to get the blockage sorted, it stops spraying. No more pressure, and you can actually feel that there is a lot of paint left.
Had two different colours, and both had same problem.
After a few hours of shrieking, summoning the crafty demons to boot someone up the arse, witchcrafting, sourcery and luring glimmer of alcohol, drugs and cigarettes, I gave up and shoved the cursed cans into the bin.
Screw you guys, I`m going home.


TTFN

Back "home"

Last lot of my fucking about with the camera....

I missed my hound. That nose <3

Came back, and next day had a massive row with the spousal unit. I told him that this is not my forever home. His answer to that was chucking my coffee mug, thus breaking a drawer and screaming. Nice to see how grown ups know how to talk and communicate....He is a very solitary man, so he does not see, how we might need socialising, friends, nature and hobbies. We should just be happy sitting at home watching tv, or watch him play playstation.....

Men. Urgh.

Celebrity baby names

Famous people need to stop naming their kids stupid names. Or if I ever have another one, I will name it Vagina. Or pick any other name from Austin Powers-movies. Or Septic Tank.
Idiots.
It also shows, that the mainstream of people are also fucking idiots, for actually giving a flying cock about these "celebrities". Who decided that  they were worth our attention? I know tons of other folk, who have more opinion, views and way of life that I'd actually value.

Done.
TaTaForNow