<$BlogRSDURL$>

Thursday, April 29, 2004

Hi all.
Sorry for the dry spell, its been a funny old week.
Had the first of our Videogames club meetings on Monday, which went ok, even though if things carry on the way they have been going, it’ll probably be our last too. The frikkin AV dept have decided not to stump up the money for the TVs we need, even though I was assured they would, and that punk who was supposed to be sorting out all the hardware we need is avoiding me. Dick. So I phoned them today, and tore one of his co-workers a new one, and he’s gonna get right on that now, but sadly they same technique is unlikely to work for those little AV bitches. I’ll probably end up having to kidnap their pets and torture them before they give in.
In other news, I went to see that there film, whats it called now, Shaun of the Dead, and tremendously good it was too. I really identify with Simon Pegg; both his character in Spaced, and as a struggling writer. It gives me faith to see that he can make a go of it even though, like me he is by and large a lazy, Playstation-addicted gobshite. Check out the film, any of you that haven’t already done so.
Those satan-worshipping whoremongers at UGC wouldn’t give me a megapass either, because I didn’t have my account no. on me, even though I had everything else. I’ll probably get one this weekend though, I’m going to see Kill Bill v2.

I realise I never filled any of you lovely people out there in cyberspace in on what became of my cyst. Basically, after 2-3 weeks of varying degrees of pain, and the bastard thing swelling up to four or five times its original size, the scab eventually gave way and fell from off my fizzog… leaving the original cyst more or less intact. I can’t say for sure whether the little blood vessel that was causing all the trouble in the first place is still there but the lump on my nose looks exactly the same as it always has. Thanks for nothing you showers of fartsuckers, may all your babies have two heads and all your turds be made of barbed wire.
Later dudes.



Monday, April 19, 2004

Okay, so my new plan goes like this: Having gorged myself on Videogames, fags and chocolate since easter, I'm now ready to strike a balance. To wit: I need to spend the time I would normally be ensconced on the beanbag playing my trusty bagel-toaster, working on the computer instead. I figure if I'm spending 2 hours Videogaming per day, I can instead work from 7.00pm (when Hollyoaks finishes) until 9, which is the earliest anything good will be on again. First thing I'm gonna do is finish learning Photoshop. The book claims it can be learned in 24 hours, I've started it about a month ago, and only got as far as hour 7. Hardly good enough.
I've also got to tackle the finances head on, which means starting to save money and work off the old overdraft. I figure if I save £100 and pay of £50 a month, I should manage. £150 pounds is a lot of money to me, but if it is taken at the start of the month, I'm pretty sure I'll learn to live without it.
Thirdly, I'm gonna keep in touch with people better. I've become disgraceful when it comes to staying in touch- and I wouldn't be surprised if you all think I'm a bastard by now. It's just lazyness, don't take it personally.
Finally, I'm gonna stop telling lies, so disregard the content of this post.

"I'm gonna cut you up so small, the worms ain't even gonna have to chew."

Friday, April 16, 2004

Mwhahahahahahahaaaaa!
Lent is now a distant memory, and I have spent most of the last week either calfed in front of the telly (no surprise there) with a PS2 controller firmly beween the old fingers.
And why not.
The hols wrapped themselves up nicely, yet I seem to be much more shattered now than before I went away. Go figure...
Bad Girls is back! WOO-HOO, and Yvonne is a rotting pile of personburger, Boo! but theres a dead good new wing guv'nor who ain't taking any of Fenners shit. WOO HOOO! Aint't it great when one dead good show ends and a new, equally dead good one comes on in it's timeslot the following week. ITV aren't good for much, but kudos for that at least.
Anyways, as I'm doing thisa on works time again, I'd better go. Later all.


Tuesday, April 06, 2004

What ho!
I'm on holiday now, and though I tried to write a post to that effect before I left, it seems our accursed computer at home just will not access this site without crashing. So, I'm sitting in a coffee shop in sunny whitby watching the goths go by and enjoying the most absurdly strong filter coffee imaginable, and catching up with all the homes out there in webworld.
Its been nice. Ali's kids are a handful to say the least, but its hardly me who cops the worst of it- I don't know how these parents do it I really don't, I'm exhausted just watching them. Been pissed twice so far, hungover once and intent on that being the last of it. Looking forward to easter when I can enjoy Playstation once more, as well as a hearty smoke and some chocolate.
Anyway, this connection is ludicrously expensive, so I'll sign off.
I have been, no exactly inspired, but host to a seed which may well give rise to a decent story while here, its a horror, but aside from that, I'm not saying anything in case nothing comes of it.
Until next time, then, word t'ya mutha.

p.s. Gareth, if you're reading this, sorry for not getting back to ya, but my e-mail is suffering the same crashing shit that this page is on my home computer.

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?