Social Networking... Teenage Girls Should be Banned

Okay, first, and don't get me wrong. By the title I mean that most teenage girls should be banned, not all. God forbid if there was no way to contact friends whom did not yet posses a telephone, but there are some who shouldn't be allowed the privilege. Last night proved one such example. You've all heard of those sites that let you caption photos at will, and often these sites require you either have permission or have taken from another source that had been duplicated and duplicated and duplicated ect. but when it comes down to it, personally, I really don't think facebook should have the means to save images from other profiles.

Anyway now to some more cheery news. I'm working on some things with a local website/company in Stanthorpe, currently trying to help them with a Twitter issue, having an automatic feed grab all the posts from their site and post links and titles on Twitter.

I'll be keeping a tight fit on my current situation, due to my unemployment I have very few funds and will likely be starting up *bleh* Loading Strategy once again.

Oh also, Tia-Louise got a "highly commended" at the Stanthorpe Show's Photography competition, and I am VERY proud of her :3

Just Settled In

I have just had some very interesting news. I am currently living with my father in a house barely a month old for us and he's already decided that we could be moving. I really don't like that he's decided upon this so readily and I have fallen in love with the place. He told me we would be staying there from six to twelve months and that single phone call probably ruined my day.

There is one option though, I could rent the house myself, though with that i would have to learn very VERY quickly how to budget. As I am currently unemployed there isn't much I have in the way of cash.

If anyone has any good books/websites which detail budgeting and how to do it well I would be very grateful.

Anyway, I have to talk to him about it later tonight, I'll keep you posted. Today, in of itself, was wonderful before then. I gave my lovely Tia-Louise a back massage using some sort of rose scented oil. She seemed to enjoy it. Then, with the lunch of pancakes, managed to have our moods ruined by that call.

As I am typing this Tia and her Mum are making her father's Birthday Dinner and Cake, a Happy Birthday to him (though I won't be here tonight to wish it in person).