Well a lot has happened since my last Live Journal posting. As you can tell, by the amount of time that has gone by since my last Live Journal post, I have been very busy with different projects which has restricted me from posting.

Tapp Out Radio is getting out of control these days. My email account is stuffed full of MP3 submissions from bands and artists. And no sooner have I got through them all then another lot arrives!

I’m also pissing the postman off with the amount of CDs that he is having to deliver to my house on a regular basis. He has to drag another bag around with him just to accommodate my CDs.

Please do not think that I am complaining about this, because I’m not in the slightest, I am very happy that for once Tapp Out Radio is actually getting it’s name out there and people are contacting me instead of me hounding after bands.

I might be forced to get someone in to help me get through the backlog of CDs and MP3s. I might actually ask my friend Reiss, he has a good ear when it comes to good music.

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I do not know why but for some reason my dad has started opening my mail.

For the past few days (since Monday) he has opened every single piece of mail that has come, despite having my name clearly marked on each of them. Even the ones for Tapp Out Radio have been opened.

This morning he opened a package that had Tapp Out Radio, C/O Dean Saliba on it. It contained four new albums from Sparkle Promotions for me to add to Tapp Out Radio’ playlist.

I asked him why he opened it and he said that he never, he said it was the postman. So apparently the postman has been opening my mail and then delivering it.

At one point he used to open my mail and then hide it from me.

I’d phone up a company and ask them why they have suspended our service and not sent a bill, they will argue with me that they sent me a bill and a reminder. I will then find both of them opened and stuffed down the side of his chair.

I don’t mind him reading my mail, it is not as if I have something to hide, but I just wish he would not lie about it or hide them down the side of his chair for months on end.

I told you he is a cunt!

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