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Wednesday, November 17th, 2004
Man, what a past three days.
By the
first, then...
Monday, back in school, starting a theme for the week. I managed to get
all the kids involved in my mental "starter for ten" for maths, which
(surprise surprise) was a parody of the Countdown numbers game.
They were
all fired up for it, which was good, and I managed to get a good reaction
out of them. Adam, my friend from college who is also "ghosting" the same
class I am, had to take a music lesson after the lunch break- something I
eventually wound up pitying him for, as the only instruments he could find
were percussion ones. One kid in particular, "Random Cymbal Boy" as he was
later known, was one for making his presence felt and no mistake.
My poor Scrabble form continues, a narrow, ten-point loss in game one at
the LSC did nothing for my confidence, nor did trailing right up until the
last move of game 2, a triple-header, finally finding RAdIANS/dICIER for
70 to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. A conclusive loss to Mike
Holland, LSC secretary, in game 3 put the finishing touches to one of my
worst- actually, scratch that, it IS my worst run of form ever.
I can't
practice enough due to the college work, Maven keeps kicking my arse at
this new higher level (especially tonight. I play ARSENAL for 68 and it
replies with AMPHORAE for 167. Was the programmer a bloody Man U supporter
or something!?!?
) and my
club form is slipping due to wearing myself out in schools on Mondays. And
I still haven't played Gerard yet.
Tuesday was your average day in school- helped out with their ICT and also
observing them taking a test later- one kid in particular didn't like the
test, but it would be inappropriate to go into further details here,
parents suing my bollocks off etc.
Also
watched the new Strong
Bad email- which marks the demise of the Compy 386 and possibly the
first rival to the legendary
Trogdor email.
Les
freres Chaps are true animation geniuses.
And today, which not only saw me lead a mental starter (Countdown again,
however this time the kids couldn't be arsed) but an entire lesson
of Numeracy- on the subject of adding decimals. It started off well
enough, the kids got what I was trying to tell them to do, but when it
came time to do their work things went South. Not enough worksheets to go
around 1 between 2, and I (being an ultimate newbie to this type of thing)
failed to explain the worksheets properly, resulting in the kids going
completely off-track and near chaos occurring. However, Ben (our class
"mentor" teacher) later commented that, that "slight hiccup" aside, it
went rather well- something that I'm chuffed about. Good teachers reaching
80% of the kids 80% of the time etc.
Oh, and kids ARE more hyper when it's windy. Don't ask me why, they just
are. Sod's law etc.
#1 Thought of the Day
Viva COLIN!
Wednesday, November 24th, 2004
Yep, it's been a whole week, and you can thank my
abundance of sodding college work for that.
Also,
typically, I'm bunged up with a cold at the moment so I'll have to keep
this brief, but I want to make it long- sod's law coming at you AGAIN-
however, this is positive proof that the Nebagram cares about his audience
(however small
) and is
willing to play through the pain! So, lessee, a whole week...
Thursday was the last day in school (seems AGES ago now
) and I
was pretty much dead on my feet, I was that knackered from the week I'd
had. Can't remember bugger all about Thursday so I'll skip over it.
Friday was pretty much uneventful too- just went into town, paid off the
old credit card bills, got a couple new games for the
collection and went home, played more San An.
Oh, and I'm kind-of addicted to Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga for the GBA
at the moment. Possibly my favourite RPG of recent years, right up there
with the FF's, in fact.
Saturday, another great win for Les Imps.
For Mr.
Nebagram man, though, it was a lazy day to recover from the school week-
you kids who are still at school, appreciate your bloody teachers! They
wear themselves down to the bone trying to ensure that you go away with
decent qualifications so show them some goddamned respect!
And I was
only helping out in the classroom, too!
Oh, and
as for rest of Saturday, 'twas more San An & Mario & Luigi.
I think
I'm developing a Mario addiction...
All throughout Friday, Saturday and Sunday, though, I had the monster that
was my next assignment for Education Studies, though- eight 250-word
pieces on your target children's development. Sounds easy? Bollocks.
Took me a
solid six man-hours to get that one done, just in time to sit back
and watch the repeat of the BBC's excellent "Space Odyssey: Voyage to the
Planets" series.
Seriously, part 2, while a bit more downbeat than part 1 (for obvious
reasons, though), was still right up there in terms of effects, acting-
dammit, why can't Dubya actually do something popular and increase
NASA's budget or something? Does he want to fall behind China in the space
race?
We CAN
put a human astronaut on Mars using present-day technology and return them
safely to Earth. Okay, Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto are slightly more
adventurous (and dangerous, as the series showed), and I'm still not
convinced ANYONE can walk safely on the surface of Venus unless they're
under a metre-thick protective dome of Titanium, but Mars is a definite
possibility. Although Bush'd probably say "eh-heh-heh-heh, I wanna
Snickers!" instead.
Monday, back at school. Yep, no rest for the wicked alright- today, we
were making a new display to go on the classroom wall, this time about
forces, opposing forces, balanced forces etc. The stuff I first learnt
about at GCSE physics.
Damn, I
never knew kids nowadays had it so hard... Either way, our display was
brilliantly done. Best on the wall, in fact.
Later that night, I went a'scrabblin', and was in for the night of my club
life!
First up: that delayed league game against Mr. Gerard Fox. In what was an
amazingly scrappy game (rarely scoring more than 30 a move, board blocked
to buggery, only one bonus between up but no less than six
changes). Right at the end, we both made a break for it. Gerard played ULU
to set himself up for an outplay, knowing that I had TOTAL on my rack.
Now, I had a dilemma- I could play it safe with ALTO, but Gerard would
then nail me with KONS for about 30-odd and clinch the game. Or, I could
hook the L of TOTAL onto ULU to make the exceedingly dodgy LULU... Gerard
knew what was on my rack. He wouldn't leave that open. Would he?
In the end, it's about whether you win or lose. The only way I would win
was by risking LULU. I stuck down my letters, and Gerard gave me a nod-
LULU was safe, he was counting on me not knowing/risking/seeing it. And
with that, my league adventure draws to an end for one year- played 36,
won 32, finished top in both league competitions. Not bad for a rookie,
eh?
Second game was against Teresa Hill, one of the club's top players (second
only to, erm, Gerard, in fact
) and the
runaway winner of the top division this year (I was entered in the "B"
league and the handicap league). About three moves in I played DRASTIC for
103 points and never really looked back... Teresa had some damned fine
moves of her own but I was just able to make the difference (in spite of
having REINVOKER* disallowed- I was pushing it a bit, being 150 in front!
) and go
2-0 on the night. Last, but by no means least, was fellow North Hykeham
resident (and kind provider of a lift each Monday night) Heather Burnett,
who is, well, the third highest-rated player at the club, behind Gerard
and Teresa. Long story short, the Nebagram completed one of the best
hat-tricks of his life.
Next
tournament is the Nottingham Nomads about ten weeks from now- let's hope I
only get better!
(Incidentally, a few statistics. Gerard, Teresa and Heather's ratings are
145, 142 and 140 respectively, which is an accurate representation of
where they are, although all 3 are easily capable of 150+. My rating at
present is 122, which comes off the back of my BMSC domination and is most
definitely NOT an accurate representation of where I am right now. Also,
ratings are only determined by your 100 most recent games- meaning when I
dump the slaughterings I took in LEST and at Bourne last year, well,
skyrocket, anyone?
)
Tuesday= day off, to get some of my maths assignment done (yep, finished
E.S. on Sunday, start Maths on Tuesday
).
Struggled for a bit but got all but the last question down, although some
of it does look a little bizarre, especially the spreadsheet I did for
question 2 that looks like it's been put in a blender.
...And I typed it all up today, which brought about much swearing and shit
flinging at the bollocky useless twatty fucking crappy bollocks fuck fuck
twat twat pile of horse shit that is Microsoft Office XP. Hang your head
in shame, Gates!
...And now I have a cold, so I need to sneeze and do other unmentionable
stuff. Night all!
#1 Thought of the Day
If he were still alive, today would've been my maternal
grandfather's 90th birthday... Happy birthday Granddad, wherever you are!
Sunday, November 28th, 2004
Well, 'tis now the Sunday, so an update from Nebagram
World is due. Like it was last Sunday, but that's neither here nor there,
really. 
Thursday, I went to hand in the maths assignment I'd busted my bollocks on
this past week, only to be then told we have an extra week in which to do
it. 
Woo.
Kind of glad I didn't finish it, now.
I am
getting fed up with maths, after initially liking it, I'm just kind of...
lathergic as of late. The fact that my head was smashed in with a cold
(yes! Off flu-like chest implosion and straight onto a cold!
) didn't
really help matters any, and I was barely conscious by the end of the day,
which also didn't help matters any, so I just took a lemsip cocaine-type
thing (you know, those things you pour onto your tongue? Someone's bound
to have tried snorting it at some point. Probably not a good idea if they
have a cold, though!
) and
crawled into bed.
Crawled out at 6:40 AM on Friday to face yet another day of Education
Studies. Ridiculously depressing lecture on creativity first off, in which
I was almost tempted to fall asleep. How they can talk to us about
creativity when their lectures seem to run on the theory of "cram as many
words into one sixty-minute session as possible" which is, frankly,
depressing, boring and, well, it just pisses me off.
The
subsequent seminar was alright- I managed to gloss over the fact that I'd
done none of the required prep work pretty well, I thought- and lecture 2
was very good, what little of it I was awake for. Now all I have to worry
about is the multitude of college work I have to do between now and exams
in January.
Exams are
shit- practical, on-the-job observation with feedback (kind of like we get
for E.S. actually) is a better idea, but sadly completely impractical,
given that 250 kids can take an exam very easily, but observing 250 people
individually? Forget about it.
Oh, and I
got my Mortal Kombat movie boxset on Friday too.
£6.99 off
play.com! Nice deal!
Saturday, day in, day snoozing, day on t'internet and day off.
And why
not?
Today, up slightly earlier than normal for church, but otherwise, I've
done as bugger all today as I have most Sundays- and I find myself at more
loose ends than some of the hairdressers I used to support when I worked
in the call centre.
I need a
new project I can pick at, rather than go in for the 40-minute sessions
like I do with the writing, the various world projects and the other
stuff. However, I think I may have found it, and it was good, it was
called the evolution of Nebagram World.
Watch
this space...
Tomorrow, back in school to face the little kiddywinkles, then onto
Scrabble club, even though I have no more games left to play, it just
means I'll have to play friendly games against everyone, I know there are
a few "debts" I need to collect from some of the players there...
Not to
mention trophies!
My final Scrabble club record 2004:
Total games played: 36
Total games won: 32
Total win percentage: 89%
Total points scored (before handicap): 14 452
Total points scored (after handicap): 13 822
Total points against (after handicap): 11 200
Total spread after 36 games: 2622
Average score per game (after handicap): 383.94
Average spread per game (after handicap): 72.83
To translate for the non-scrabblers amongst you out there, this is DAMNED
IMPRESSIVE. Especially for a rookie year.
The "A"
League awaits next year...
#1 Thought of the Day
Evolution could prove to be the making or the breaking
of the world... damn...
#2 Thought of the Day
Funny that PALINDROME contains no two letters the same
and ANAGRAM has no anagram, eh...
Wednesday, December 1st, 2004
Yay! December be here at last, and I can finally start
scoffing down on the chocolate inside my Spiderman 2 advent calendar!
Admittedly, my mum bought that one for me- interesting that she chose
Spiderman 2 considering I've never seen it, but nm. A subtle(ish) hint as
to what one of my Chrimbo pressies may be, perhaps?
Anyhow, week-related occurrences. Monday, 'twas in the school, just
helping out mainly, and finding ways to piss about on the teacher's new
smartboard- I don't know if you've ever seen one of them, but they are
pretty much the most fun things ever invented.
Imagine a
typical school whiteboard, only replace it with an image of a whiteboard,
projected from a laptop onto a screen- a screen that you can actually
interact with and doodle on, the doodles appearing on the laptop!!!!!!!!!
May not
sound like a big deal, but it is really, really fun to mess around with,
especially when you draw silhouettes on there too (apparently I have the
outline of John Lennon!
). Monday
night, was back at scrabble, but was so shattered from the day that I was
playing like a man on drugs.
Just
about managed to scrape two wins in two fairly dismal games, and managed
to completely blank on SOLERET, a word on a list I have definitely
studied before, and to also cock up two three-letter words.
Practice
needed, badly!
Tuesday, general slop-around day, decided to get done a bit of chrimbo
shopping- got my brother a few vouchers from the local Debenhams and my
Nan a pen with purple ink- seriously, that's all she wanted- before
returning home to play on my brand-new copy of Metroid Prime 2!
And I
was... fairly impressed by the game. I can't really see much of an
improvement between this game and the original Metroid Prime except that
it's slightly harder (and the first one was no pushover, let me tell you).
Gonna have to dig a bit deeper into it and see how it turns out.
Wednesday, had my eyes tested (get the test free as I have a "complex
prescription" apparently
) and
bought a few other presents- a page-a-day calendar of George
W.
Bush-isms. I'm surprised they didn't have enough to make it page-an-hour,
frankly.
The other present was a similar calendar containing bible verses for my
mum. All I need now is to buy her her other present (a Simon & Garfunkel
CD) and I'll be all done!
Also
today I indulged in a little something for me alone- I spotted a 5-DVD set
of NASA's greatest achievements, totalling a stonking 11 hours of footage,
in HMV for a measly £9.99. Did I? Damn right I did!
Gonna
look forward to that little nerd-fest over the holidays... if I don't get
that job in the Newsagent's that I've applied for, of course.
Until Sunday, then!
#1 Thought of the Day
Ah, just 3 months and 3 weeks until my birthday... god,
self-absorption can be fun at times.
Sunday, December 5th, 2004
Currently playing: Status Quo- Rockin' all Over the World
Some
classics will always be classics, and that, my dear friends, is true.
Not long left now until Christmas, including just a few more days of
college... heh... more on that later. First- Thursday!
Maths day, or "Thursday" as it used to be known, kicked off with, well,
some maths. This week it was supposed to be Prime Numbers but wound up
being something completely different instead. The fact that I can't
remember what the hell it actually was bodes well for my assignment mark,
the assignment that was handed in on Thursday and we get back next
Thursday, Venn diagrams and all.
Ah well,
I can relax on the days between then and now. Apart from Monday, of
course, because I'm in school, and Wednesday, of course, because I have a
job interview/am in college putting up this sexually deviant
double-mounted display.
Maths is
really starting to piss me off. We're given examples, given "Barry's
bonus" questions, do a load of worksheets without understanding them, get
told that they were too hard and wind up buggering off home at about 2:15
pm. I
think I may be being a little pessimistic over this but still, it's a
bit... thing.
Friday, and it was education studies, with my now clichéd nodding off in
lectures in prevalence, which is a bit odd as they weren't all that bad
this week, in spite of the "5000 words in 60 minutes" (about 1.4 per
second, in case you were wondering, which is actually remarkably accurate
for an exaggeration
) attitude
causing my narcolepsy to return with a bang (if that's the right word).
And, to top that all off, our multitude of assignments/essays
notwithstanding, they decide to dump upon us a task to put together a
seminar presentation in just two weeks, give us about ten fucking
pages to read, tell us it's required but doesn't count toward the final
mark!
*Whacks cretin who came up with this idea on the bonce* Hello!?!? McFly!?!?
Anyone in there!?!? Do you honestly think we don't have enough to be
fucking well getting on with?
FUCK!
SHIT! Ah
well, not their fault, I suppose. Except that it is. And everyone is
shitting on their idea in vast numbers.
Saturday, and it was the annual extended family gathering, which is
usually held north of Lincoln in somewhere like Scothern or Nettleham, but
this year, was held right here, in North Hykeham!
(Crowd
cheers for Mick Foley-esque cheap pop
) Good to
meet all the old family again (and some of them are really old- last year
at around this time I mentioned a 95-year old great aunt who's still going
on. A year on, she's as unstoppable as ever.
) and the
food was amazing- imagine the richest Cheddar you've ever eaten, melt in
some huge chunks of bacon and pour it all over a toasted baguette.
Not a
small baguette, either- I'm talking one of these ten/eleven inch bastards.
God, I was full after that. And the coconut ice-cream.
I've
pretty much put back on the eight pounds I lost to that flu, and then
some! I
just like good food, that's all. Nah, scrub that- I just like food.
Which brings us to today- just a tad more college work to be getting along
with, and a couple of games of Maven (518-413 win over a difficulty level
that "annihilates novices"
), and I'm
happy for the rest of the day, knowing that there'll always be time to
play Metroid Prime 2.
#1 Thought of the Day
COLIN occupants of Countdown fanatical craft...
Sunday, December 12th, 2004
Lordy, lordy lordy, a whole week to report on...
Okay, no
point prevaricating about the bush, time to get on with it.
Monday, starting off at school, which wasn't too bad, the kids are
starting to really like me there. Pity tomorrow's my last day with that
class, but there you go, what happens, happens. Take shit, for example.
Later
that night, on with the Scrabbling, including the AGM for the club, which
included the prize giving.
I have
the "B" league shield proudly sat on the shelves outside my bedroom, with
the handicap league shield soon to follow it, once it has been engraved.
Also had
a good "pairs" night, where you play in teams of two and the aim is to get
the highest score possible. First table, I was playing alongside Heather
Burnet against Mike Holland and Gerard Fox, and we won, racking up a
pretty decent score along the way.
Game two,
this time I was playing with Mike Holland against Gerard Fox and Teresa
Hill (typical- I wait ages to play Gerard and then I'm playing him twice
in one night...
) Good
result again means I'm in with a chance of winning the night, and
aggravating everyone there even further with my success...
Capped
off the night with a win in a singles game against Heather, taking me to
eight games unbeaten at club. Tomorrow night, I get my other shield, and
it's "prizes" night- prizes for best word, highest score etc.
Only one
prize each, but I should be taking home a good one.
Tuesday I spent inside, playing videogames and finding new ways to stare
at a TV in a vegetative state. Bliss!
Wednesday I was not so fortunate. First off, job interview, which was
basically to say "you have got the job". I start this coming Friday,
immediately after the last day of college.
No rest
for the fucking wicked, alright... And it involves Friday, Saturday and
Sunday nights (which could involve Christmas Eve and possibly even Day as
they're an off-licence too. Shit! Shit! Shit!
). Ah
well, at least it'll fund my growing videogame addiction.
From the
job interview, it was straight onto college, where we finished putting up
our classroom display on the Water Cycle (having earlier decided that the
Romans were crap). Idiot people at college had changed the size of our
board at the last minute (and an extremely boring woman later claimed it
had been that size all along, pfft, bollocks
) so we
were all panicking a bit, mad Mike (our tutor) later told us not to worry
about it, he's marking it and he'll take it into consideration. After the
board shenanigans, it was back home to more semi-permanent vegetative
state.
Thursday, Day 1 of maths this week. Got back our assignments to discover
that I'd got 66%- 2nd lowest in the class.
Strange
considering I can pick up the ideas faster than a pooper scooper outside a
cop shop, but I have a feeling there was more going on than met the eye in
that particular arrangement.
Anyway,
maths was its usual thrilling self, leaving me free to do more vegetation
when I got home.
Friday is where the shit kinda began to hit the fan.
A
half-day of maths (in which I scarcely paid attention, being my usual
Friday knackered self throughout) followed by getting home to the news
that my Nan has broken her hip.
Just a
year after her hip replacement, she breaks the other one as well. She was
quickly taken to hospital, but this is really not good news.
She was
to have an operation on Saturday night...
Which was put back to Sunday night instead.
Not many
highlights for Saturday aside from watching some Peter Kay (genius
) and
Lincoln, erm, drawing 0-0.
Kinda
sums up the week really.
Today, I visited my Nan in hospital, to see how she was, and was told that
her operation was being put back to tomorrow night instead.
Big hairy
bollocks! She's been nil by mouth for nigh on 2 days and they just seem
content to shove her operation back and screw up her digestive system even
further.
Okay, it may be free, but the NHS doesn't have to act like it all the
time.
Rant over.
Might even update on Wednesday next week, provided I'm not too busy.
#1 Thought of the Day
Stop the world, I want to have a shite.
Thursday, December 23rd, 2004
...Officially the longest gap between Neblog entries
since the massive gap in July 2003 that was caused by my shitey computer
shiting up all over the shite. Okay, no point rambling on about the last
elevn days in detail because I can't remember any of it anyway, so I'll
summarise.
College finished without any major hiccups, the exception there being the
absolute shitload of work we've been given to do by January- January 5th,
that is. So long Christmas holidays.
Our
seminar presentation looks set to urinate over everyone else's by a
distance comparable to Neptune's orbit around the Sun, though.
Go
urination!
I have started work in that manky little newsagents and until now, I
didn't realise just how manky it truly is. Incidentally, despite Micro$oft
Ignore office XP saying it's a typo, MANKY is indeed valid in Scrabble.
Anyway,
the newsagents is pretty diabolical, DOS-based tills and dot matrix
printers churning all over the place. It's enough to make you want to
whack everyone over the head with a LaserJet. Still, for £4.85 an hour I
can't complain, even if I do do 9 hours on a Saturday.
Here's to
being over 21 years of age!
Christmas is in two days' time, and there will be no update until the
27th, when I will tell you all the gifts that I got, such as the new
mobile phone, the LOTR, Quantum Leap and Thunderbirds DVDs, and the Space
Odyssey: Voyage to the Planets BBC tie-in book.
I hate the cold. Your nob always finds some new way to shrink each year.
Maybe I
should cut back on the full frontals until March...
#1 Thought of the Day
Well, that was certainly a transgressive Neblog
entry...
Thursday, December 30th, 2004
Currently playing: Kids in the Way "One and Only". No
idea who the fuck they are, but they've managed to find a way onto my
playlist.
So... last Neblog entry of 2004... wow.
Yeah, I
hate the new year with a passion (not of the Christ, though). 1- it's a
randomly chosen date, January 1st- it could easily have been March 21st,
which is when the druids all masturbate up Stonehenge or summat, or the
Chinese new year, so we can all stay home and learn how to play Mah Jongg.
The proper Mah Jongg, that is, and not the poofy solitaire version. Okay,
maybe the solitaire version to start off with, then.
Ah, right, Christmas has been and gone since last time. Yep, I did indeed
get what I said I would (apart from the book, gonna have to shell out (or
simply leave the crab (not a pubic one, though) in its shell) on that
meself so it seems). I also got a few other things such as a bona fide
animatronic singing, dancing obese bear thing. I love daft shit like that,
actually- especially as it winds up my brother no end.
His 32nd
birthday was yesterday, too- we didn't actually celebrate it yesterday,
though- me, Mum and Nan attended the funeral of Leslie, my Nan's gentleman
friend (so long, Leslie, hope paradise is treating you alright), whilst my
brother was called in, off of his day off, to do crowd control at the
Lincoln-Grimsby game.
Charming,
if you ask me, although he did get to see some of the game free, it was
0-0 and there were no riots after all, so I expect my brother was well
chuffed about that. As chuffed as a chuffer in a chuffing chuff-house,
more like.
Still, it could be worse- you could have to work in a newsagents up to
10pm on New Year's Eve, then go in again at 8am on New Year's Day. Oh
wait, someone does. Namely me. BELLHOOKS!
BIG, FAT,
SWEATY BELLHOOKS!
Boxing
Day night was shit enough, it was all drunken chavs who I wasn't allowed
to pound on to relieve my stress at having to work with them (it's the
only way they'll learn. Actually, they won't learn jack but I'll feel much
better for it.
) And, in
between, it means I have tons and tons of college work to do for the 5th.
Yip-de-chuffing-do. Talk to you all (ha!) later, then...
#1 Thought of the Day
Oooooooooh, just FUCK OFF!
...God, that feels so much better.
Monday, January 3rd, 2005
Currently playing: U2 "Beautiful Day" A modern classic.
Say what
you want about U2 (and god knows, people do) but I still like them
nonetheless.
Ah, first Neblog entry of the... week. FUCK THE CHANGE OVER FROM DECEMBER
31ST TO JANUARY 1ST!
Especially as I were be working t'day, night and following morning.
Yep, up
until 10pm Dec 31st and from 8am Jan 1st.
...As I mentioned last Neblog entry. Arse.
Anyhow,
I'm just updating now even though nothing has happened because I actually
wanted to keep the Neblog up to date by putting 2005 at the bottom. I have
also done this to the archives, ironic really as I steadfastly forgot to
do that last time round and they've been reading "Nebagram 2003"
for the past twelve months.
Fuggery.
Since last Neblog entry I have been mostly pissed off and I doubt you want
to deal with my attitude, prattitude, or, indeed, anything else, such as,
for example, my overdosing on commas, which occurs, like a lot of things,
at any given interval, regardless of length, breadth, width, or distance,
including mass, area, volume, sphincter, Bob and Craig.
I should stop reading surrealist things. That wouldn't actually be that
bad a suggestion, only to implement it, I need to start reading surrealist
things, which raises a slight problem with the whole quitting aspect of
this, in that without having started in the first place, quitting is going
to become a practical impossibility, innit?
And so to deb.
#1 Thought of the Day
I need good food, as opposed to processed shite-core
stuff.
Tuesday, January 11th, 2005
Currently playing:
Fahnn "Aqua Regia"
been a
while since I've Fahnn-ed myself- might help the old thought processes-
which need helping, as you shall see...
Green VI!
I am fucked.
Seriously. No, seriously. No,
SERIOUSLY! I need to write a 2000
word essay by Monday and I haven't
even started yet.
Still,
it's all good, the pain, the sigh, the thing that
really bugs me is that I've busted my
arse already and still!
Ah well.
Such it
is. I've been having fun,
doing stuff, eating some seriously good chocolates, preparing more for
COLIN (only 18 days left!
) stalking
a few celebrities, plotting the assassination
of George W. Bush and playing some
Sonic Adventure DX. Good call, my friends, good
call. Quite a few of the
sites
I've linked to in here are utter
crap but a few are
readable. Fuck the
click!
Nowt much to do now,
except for a
Maths exam on Thursday (arse
arse arse arse arse
arse
arse arse arse arse arse arse
arse
arse arse arse arse
arse arse arse arse arse
arse
arse arse arse arse arse
arse arse arse arse arse
arse arse arse arse arse
arse arse arse arse arse arse
). I was
going to link all of
them but
really couldn't be arsed.
Adieu!
#1 Thought of the Day
So many links... so many bad links. But at least the
sanctity of the date and title was preserved, right?
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