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Monday, 22 June 2009
Friday, 13 February 2009
Crunch Busting Idea #420
Borrow roommate/flatmate/family alcohol, unplug your internet cable and any drunken online ordering will be foiled.
This idea brought to you in honour of my Dad, the number one drunken Spurs ordering guy.
This idea brought to you in honour of my Dad, the number one drunken Spurs ordering guy.
Friday, 30 January 2009
"childrenofsin"
They finally got the hot water back on by turning a single screw. This makes me happy. Well, better to have to do the hot then cold then hot again dance in the bathroom involving nothing but your dignity and a 180 spin every 30 seconds, than to have no hot water at all. You know what I'm talkin' about, friend with family who likes to play with the kitchen sink during showing. The beast within the drain has also been slain (hehe, that rhymes) and somebody is getting a talking to. You know, before she dropkicks me.
I'm yet to discover why I'm always ill when I return from Poole to Southampton. Reverse culture shock? Memories of the past awakening to chew on my brain? I dunno. Either way, I've been ill for a few days and finally feel well enough to do things again. Mostly. Nothing work-related, y'know.
I woke up about an hour ago, thus confirming that the sleep cycle is off again. My girlfriend's birthday is in three days, so I'm going to have to fix that, else hang from her ceiling the entire time. Like I usually do, har har har.
My own attempts at post-sleep creativity are obviously failing, so I'm driving my bandwagon onto Brawny's, for a super triple happy Rai-Brawny-Teeny-childrenofsin bandwagon extravaganza! I suppose people have been harping about this Credit Crunch (dramatic music) for some time now, and to be honest I've not noticed that much difference, not that I should have. As Brawny points out in his blog (by the way, these people I refer to are in my comrades list to the right somewhereish) the exact people targeted by it, I don't need to reiterate. Hello, laziness.
Seriously though, three bottles of cola in ASDA for a quid. Much better than the "brand" option.
I'm yet to discover why I'm always ill when I return from Poole to Southampton. Reverse culture shock? Memories of the past awakening to chew on my brain? I dunno. Either way, I've been ill for a few days and finally feel well enough to do things again. Mostly. Nothing work-related, y'know.
I woke up about an hour ago, thus confirming that the sleep cycle is off again. My girlfriend's birthday is in three days, so I'm going to have to fix that, else hang from her ceiling the entire time. Like I usually do, har har har.
My own attempts at post-sleep creativity are obviously failing, so I'm driving my bandwagon onto Brawny's, for a super triple happy Rai-Brawny-Teeny-childrenofsin bandwagon extravaganza! I suppose people have been harping about this Credit Crunch (dramatic music) for some time now, and to be honest I've not noticed that much difference, not that I should have. As Brawny points out in his blog (by the way, these people I refer to are in my comrades list to the right somewhereish) the exact people targeted by it, I don't need to reiterate. Hello, laziness.
Seriously though, three bottles of cola in ASDA for a quid. Much better than the "brand" option.
Tuesday, 20 January 2009
Literature
"It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife." - Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice, 1813
I like to refer to the book opening of Pride and Prejudice as "the literary cover". To be honest, I think that it's the other way round, and that women (at that time anyway) would rather marry someone for money than for love, and without wanting to betray my own gender, I think that a lot of rich men might be inclined to have some...fun before settling down and losing all their money even faster.
Random sexism over. Onwards with the blog!
So life's settled uniwards again, with new modules cropping up, insane lecturers who alternate from pre-school to warning you of the consequences of punching your friend and fondling your girlfriend in class (long story, hence warning not punishing and nothing about not punching your girlfriend and fon...enough said), and a vending machine that long ago gave up all hope on life and will never work ever again. Ever.
One of my Noo Yars Revolutions was to read more, which I have been doing albeit the face that one of the times was when the stubborn residence internet died, and so far so good, to quote Bryan Adams. In a bid for more culture, I have acquired a Nintendo DS game by the name of "100 Book Collection", which works out epicly cheaper than purchasing the entire booklist for my course, and comes with background music from bus to airport. No other game can claim to give you the feeling of reading A Christmas Carol in an airport. I've been catching up on my George Orwell, having read Animal Farm and contemplating reading 1984 when I get a free moment of non procrastination. Reading is the other tool for a wannabe successful writer, because nothing is original. As Sarah Bailey, questionable alcoholic lecturer stated, lying is the tool of the writer. Write about people you know, but change facts? Hide all solid links? Bingo.
I'm currently planning something on the side novelwise, but to be honest I'm still getting over writers block. Today for fun, I took my girlfriend's peaceful paragraph about a mother and her two daughters in the kitchen, brought in Gus the psychopathic bus driver and butchered them all in nice ways. Oddly enough it was considered a successful piece of writing. Not sure who to be more worried about really.
Note - if you plan to keep an ideas notebook...get an ideas notebook.
So what are you glorious deviants reading at the moment then?
I like to refer to the book opening of Pride and Prejudice as "the literary cover". To be honest, I think that it's the other way round, and that women (at that time anyway) would rather marry someone for money than for love, and without wanting to betray my own gender, I think that a lot of rich men might be inclined to have some...fun before settling down and losing all their money even faster.
Random sexism over. Onwards with the blog!
So life's settled uniwards again, with new modules cropping up, insane lecturers who alternate from pre-school to warning you of the consequences of punching your friend and fondling your girlfriend in class (long story, hence warning not punishing and nothing about not punching your girlfriend and fon...enough said), and a vending machine that long ago gave up all hope on life and will never work ever again. Ever.
One of my Noo Yars Revolutions was to read more, which I have been doing albeit the face that one of the times was when the stubborn residence internet died, and so far so good, to quote Bryan Adams. In a bid for more culture, I have acquired a Nintendo DS game by the name of "100 Book Collection", which works out epicly cheaper than purchasing the entire booklist for my course, and comes with background music from bus to airport. No other game can claim to give you the feeling of reading A Christmas Carol in an airport. I've been catching up on my George Orwell, having read Animal Farm and contemplating reading 1984 when I get a free moment of non procrastination. Reading is the other tool for a wannabe successful writer, because nothing is original. As Sarah Bailey, questionable alcoholic lecturer stated, lying is the tool of the writer. Write about people you know, but change facts? Hide all solid links? Bingo.
I'm currently planning something on the side novelwise, but to be honest I'm still getting over writers block. Today for fun, I took my girlfriend's peaceful paragraph about a mother and her two daughters in the kitchen, brought in Gus the psychopathic bus driver and butchered them all in nice ways. Oddly enough it was considered a successful piece of writing. Not sure who to be more worried about really.
Note - if you plan to keep an ideas notebook...get an ideas notebook.
So what are you glorious deviants reading at the moment then?
Thursday, 8 January 2009
2009
Technically it was 2009 eight days ago, but I doubt anybody would care. I certainly don't. Perhaps it's just part of getting old.
Having finished all of my work, a peace which will last approximately four days, I have decided to post about what I hope to accomplish this year. So without further ado, a list of things which will never happen!
1) Blog more - Apparently it's healthy to keep a diary/journal/blog of some kind. Lies, but it would be handy.
2) Finish reading Pride and Prejudice - Never gonna happen, but it's the thought which counts.
3) Write more in my spare time - Due to my crappy attention span, bananas.
4) Learn who my flatmates are... - ...and if they really exist or I'm just imagining them.
5) Get further than KC in Animal Crossing - That game is her other love and that makes me sad.
6) Warcrafty Shit - Schmoogle schimeegle you're not actually reading this part due to lack of interest, and who the crap can blame you?
7) Cut down on the cola - Must research other forms of caffiene.
There are probably a lot of other things that I've forgotten, but I'm gonna keep this list to seven for now.
I hope this year is better for you all than last year.
Having finished all of my work, a peace which will last approximately four days, I have decided to post about what I hope to accomplish this year. So without further ado, a list of things which will never happen!
1) Blog more - Apparently it's healthy to keep a diary/journal/blog of some kind. Lies, but it would be handy.
2) Finish reading Pride and Prejudice - Never gonna happen, but it's the thought which counts.
3) Write more in my spare time - Due to my crappy attention span, bananas.
4) Learn who my flatmates are... - ...and if they really exist or I'm just imagining them.
5) Get further than KC in Animal Crossing - That game is her other love and that makes me sad.
6) Warcrafty Shit - Schmoogle schimeegle you're not actually reading this part due to lack of interest, and who the crap can blame you?
7) Cut down on the cola - Must research other forms of caffiene.
There are probably a lot of other things that I've forgotten, but I'm gonna keep this list to seven for now.
I hope this year is better for you all than last year.
Sunday, 2 November 2008
Princiles > Starving Children
To the surprise of a lot of people, despite being an atheist, I do not go around telling religious people that their views are wrong. So instead of my normal "OMG THIS IS BADZZZ" approach, I'm going to let you decide for yourself what to make of this.
Gaming Charity Auction
Essentially, a Christian charity devoted to aiding children in suffering countries by providing them with food and shelter turned down a $17,000 donation raised at a charity event for the sole reason that some of the money was raised through the selling of Dungeons and Dragons products.
The money went to a charity to do with military housing instead - but to turn down money which would provide starving children with food and water? Talk about fucked up logic.
Gaming Charity Auction
Essentially, a Christian charity devoted to aiding children in suffering countries by providing them with food and shelter turned down a $17,000 donation raised at a charity event for the sole reason that some of the money was raised through the selling of Dungeons and Dragons products.
The money went to a charity to do with military housing instead - but to turn down money which would provide starving children with food and water? Talk about fucked up logic.
Sunday, 19 October 2008
Karoshi Suicide Salaryman
Put down your PS3 controller, lock your wiimote in the cupboard and rent a forklift to move your xbox controller...well, you'd be hard pressed to find one that could lift it so let's cut the crap and get to the point.
Sometimes simple games are best. Sometimes killing yourself is fun. Karoshi Suicide Salaryman is a flash game that combines both - and it's actually fun. The puzzles are outside the box and it's worth a go, if only to release some pent up anger that you were saving for the neighbour's dog.
Karoshi Suicide Salaryman
Sometimes simple games are best. Sometimes killing yourself is fun. Karoshi Suicide Salaryman is a flash game that combines both - and it's actually fun. The puzzles are outside the box and it's worth a go, if only to release some pent up anger that you were saving for the neighbour's dog.
Karoshi Suicide Salaryman
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