Sunday, 20 January 2008

SCREW YOU TRADE ME

Oh what a delightful subject, reminiscent of Say You, Say Me by the delightful Lionel Ritchie. So what is the problem now, I hear you ask? They want $5 to list a flatmate wanted ad. It used to be free. Thanks a lot trade me, this right up there with the calculating success fee by adding in the postage charge to the sale price then taking 20%. Money grubbing bastards. I don't know about the rest of the community, but I don't get a profit from the postage so I don't see why the auction place should get a cut, unless of course they are greedy arseholes.
Oh wonderful, the news has yet another piece on technologically savvy people looking for love in technological ways. Like internet dating, or texting. Fuck off One News, Fuck off and find some real events to report on.

In brighter news, my cherry pie (haha you'll all be singing Warrant now) appears to have worked and looks very tasty indeed. MMmmmm mmmmm.

Anyway, have business to take care off. Max Raabe to disseminate, people to afflict. Still have several hours to bewail the sacrifice of my days off to volunteer work and trade me.

1 comment:

Brooke No-Nonsense said...

i have some more interest for the flat via facebook. a friend from hamilton knows someone who's moving down and may want to check out the place.

also the person who unwittingly insulted by ragging on the comics in the critic will wanna check it out when she comes back in two weeks.

duh, i should have put an ad in at the accommo office...