So...I like
I like when someone says Hi with genuine feeling, I like when i peace of music moves me to tears, I like when my mum hugs me and you can feel she will love you no matter what, I like a good episode of a new tv show, i like when you put on a new shirt that's still warm from the dryer, I like the little red box on facebook telling me someone has noticed something ive said, i like when you can first smell spring on its way all green and full of promise, I like a good beer buzz, i like dancing and not realising everyone is watching me, a like a genuine moment between two friends that makes you remember why you are friends in the fist place, i like a really good stretch, i like a good book, i like writing a good story and knowing its good, i like the expression on someone's face when they are in love with you, I like the unchained expression on someone's face when when they let go for what ever reason, i like a good cheeseburger, i like being alone with my thoughts, i like me as i am now, i like being toasty warm under the covers, i like cuddles, i like when someone stands up for what they think is right.
what do you like?
Tuesday 14 December 2010
Saturday 11 December 2010
Patience...or lack thereof
So, I lack pacience, in whatever endeavor I attempt I am unable it seems to do it in such a way that will allow me to keep my pacience.
I cant even spell pacience which as we speak is annoying me. I'm talking about simple little things that should be a quick something or other on a check list. For example standing in line at the ATM. There are only two people in front of me. The first one goes, pushes the buttons beep beep beep and takes his money and leaves. Guy number two however is a problem. First of all he looks at the machine like he's never seen one before like he's some kind of time traveller from Victorian times come to see how we all get on and is now confounded by this wondrous device. Then he gets his card out. He puts it in and carefully reads the instructions....every time....and puts in his key number. Then he sits and figures out just how much he wants
now by this point little rivulets of stress are pouring down my face and I'm taking deeper and deeper breaths to hold in my impotent rage.
He finally decides and his the button. His money comes out and then he waits for his receipt..and its over...BUT WAIT theres more. He puts in a different card in and then starts topping up his phone and I explode in a volcano of molten crazy all over him.
And thats just going to an ATM, you can imagine what I think of the bank, supermarket, shops, buses....etc.
Another thing I'm hopeless with is turning up on time. Let me re phrase. I always turn up time, cant help it wired that way. Even if I am a few moments late it annoys me. Further more it annoys me more when other people make me late. Say for example every ones meeting at 5. Now when people say 5 they really mean 5.30 -6ish. But if they say 5 i have to be there for 5. Have too.(every time I say "they" from now on it means anyone Ive gotten ready with not just people I'm living with now, K)
So I'm ready to go, clean, shaved, showered and sitting on the couch at 4. That leaves an hour to get there and some extra time in case of buses breaking down etc.
Everyone else is still wandering around half naked with towels round their heads or standing in front of mirrors with holding up different shirts. I walk, as calmly as i can, to different rooms enquiring to the state of readiness and im usually met with a set of words that makes me cry with rage "aye ready in 5 minutes" because its not 5 minutes, its never 5 minutes. If its 30 minutes say that....daont say 5 and mean 30....just don't.
4.30 has now been and gone, i enquire again this time using shorter words...eyah those are the words.
I am again told 5 minutes
Around about this time i start to sulk about the whole business and let them do what they want. I read or go on the interwebs or whatever. Usually about 5.30 they come round and in a jovial way say "are you ready?" so i grind my teeth to powder and force a smile
So I have a character flaw big deal we all do. What I don't like is that when OTHER people say "I have to eat m dessert first" or "i cant travel by bus" or "I can only sit on an isle seat on a plane" I am tolerant of these things because its what makes people people. But when I say "Hurry up we'll be late" I get a
"Aye ready in 5 minutes"
SO what is your one thing above all others you have to have right or you'll go batshit??
I cant even spell pacience which as we speak is annoying me. I'm talking about simple little things that should be a quick something or other on a check list. For example standing in line at the ATM. There are only two people in front of me. The first one goes, pushes the buttons beep beep beep and takes his money and leaves. Guy number two however is a problem. First of all he looks at the machine like he's never seen one before like he's some kind of time traveller from Victorian times come to see how we all get on and is now confounded by this wondrous device. Then he gets his card out. He puts it in and carefully reads the instructions....every time....and puts in his key number. Then he sits and figures out just how much he wants
now by this point little rivulets of stress are pouring down my face and I'm taking deeper and deeper breaths to hold in my impotent rage.
He finally decides and his the button. His money comes out and then he waits for his receipt..and its over...BUT WAIT theres more. He puts in a different card in and then starts topping up his phone and I explode in a volcano of molten crazy all over him.
And thats just going to an ATM, you can imagine what I think of the bank, supermarket, shops, buses....etc.
Another thing I'm hopeless with is turning up on time. Let me re phrase. I always turn up time, cant help it wired that way. Even if I am a few moments late it annoys me. Further more it annoys me more when other people make me late. Say for example every ones meeting at 5. Now when people say 5 they really mean 5.30 -6ish. But if they say 5 i have to be there for 5. Have too.(every time I say "they" from now on it means anyone Ive gotten ready with not just people I'm living with now, K)
So I'm ready to go, clean, shaved, showered and sitting on the couch at 4. That leaves an hour to get there and some extra time in case of buses breaking down etc.
Everyone else is still wandering around half naked with towels round their heads or standing in front of mirrors with holding up different shirts. I walk, as calmly as i can, to different rooms enquiring to the state of readiness and im usually met with a set of words that makes me cry with rage "aye ready in 5 minutes" because its not 5 minutes, its never 5 minutes. If its 30 minutes say that....daont say 5 and mean 30....just don't.
4.30 has now been and gone, i enquire again this time using shorter words...eyah those are the words.
I am again told 5 minutes
Around about this time i start to sulk about the whole business and let them do what they want. I read or go on the interwebs or whatever. Usually about 5.30 they come round and in a jovial way say "are you ready?" so i grind my teeth to powder and force a smile
So I have a character flaw big deal we all do. What I don't like is that when OTHER people say "I have to eat m dessert first" or "i cant travel by bus" or "I can only sit on an isle seat on a plane" I am tolerant of these things because its what makes people people. But when I say "Hurry up we'll be late" I get a
"Aye ready in 5 minutes"
SO what is your one thing above all others you have to have right or you'll go batshit??
Sunday 28 November 2010
Snow joke the diet will succeed
So its snowing, this is not news :)
I'm going to a snowball fight later its gonna be epic and I dint even feel guilty for blowing off my essay hehe. I think the last snowball fight I was in was back in 1994-95 ad it was before the days when such things were banned in school. It was pretty awesome, unfortunately I had decided to get back at a few bullies figuring that they would never notice it was me in the hail of snowballs. This, it turns out, was wrong. Ah well
Snow
There's something about it that beings out the child in anyone, yeah ok I concede you may get a few grumps who look jaundicedly out of a window and proclaim in a Eeyore voice " Well how am I supposed to drive in this"
I don't care cos Im a pedestrian, that said I did fall on my ass twice yesterday and apparently its even worse out there today, hehe.
The diets going well as far as I can tell, having no scales means I'm pretty much guessing at this point, but what has startled me are the amount of people who are worried about me. Normally when I diet (not that on a diet) people say "good on ye" and then forget all about it with the unspoken words"about bloody time" this time though people are worried I'm not doing it right and will soon waste away to nothing (although that would take me several years) Joking aside eating disorders are not funny and can lead to serious health problems. I don't think a "love of cheeseburgers " constitutes having one but you cant be too careful.
The trouble is of course that although i feel a bit better I don't look any different so its usually at this stage I get discouraged and start eating chips. Not this time!
I'm joining a gym
Ive only joined a gym twice before and both times it really worked but both times money was the issue and frankly I don't have a solution to this yet but perhaps something will come to me. Bottom line is that this time I'm going to succeed HAH.
Also last night we experienced thundersnow!!!
A kinda rare phinomomin.......phanonimin.......p....h.....fuckit thing where the conditions are just right and there is thunder and lightning AND snow. It..was...awesome
P.S i apologise for the bad pun in the title, couldn't help myself
Favourite type of weather? I LOVE really heavy rain, with a thunderstorm
I'm going to a snowball fight later its gonna be epic and I dint even feel guilty for blowing off my essay hehe. I think the last snowball fight I was in was back in 1994-95 ad it was before the days when such things were banned in school. It was pretty awesome, unfortunately I had decided to get back at a few bullies figuring that they would never notice it was me in the hail of snowballs. This, it turns out, was wrong. Ah well
Snow
There's something about it that beings out the child in anyone, yeah ok I concede you may get a few grumps who look jaundicedly out of a window and proclaim in a Eeyore voice " Well how am I supposed to drive in this"
I don't care cos Im a pedestrian, that said I did fall on my ass twice yesterday and apparently its even worse out there today, hehe.
The diets going well as far as I can tell, having no scales means I'm pretty much guessing at this point, but what has startled me are the amount of people who are worried about me. Normally when I diet (not that on a diet) people say "good on ye" and then forget all about it with the unspoken words"about bloody time" this time though people are worried I'm not doing it right and will soon waste away to nothing (although that would take me several years) Joking aside eating disorders are not funny and can lead to serious health problems. I don't think a "love of cheeseburgers " constitutes having one but you cant be too careful.
The trouble is of course that although i feel a bit better I don't look any different so its usually at this stage I get discouraged and start eating chips. Not this time!
I'm joining a gym
Ive only joined a gym twice before and both times it really worked but both times money was the issue and frankly I don't have a solution to this yet but perhaps something will come to me. Bottom line is that this time I'm going to succeed HAH.
Also last night we experienced thundersnow!!!
A kinda rare phinomomin.......phanonimin.......p....h.....fuckit thing where the conditions are just right and there is thunder and lightning AND snow. It..was...awesome
P.S i apologise for the bad pun in the title, couldn't help myself
Favourite type of weather? I LOVE really heavy rain, with a thunderstorm
Tuesday 23 November 2010
Religion......oh dear and winters coming yaaay
So the blogs fallen off a wee bit, all my own fault really but hopefully this is me back for a bit. Recently I've been having allot of conversations with people about the nature of the Christian religion. Not for any reason other than in History class we are talking about the 14th to 16th century and frankly allot of the stuff that happened then was to do with that particular thing.
Now like allot of you I was raised in a Christian religion, protestantism to be precise and additionally like allot of you I stopped believing in it around the time I stopped sticking lego up my nose. (about 6 months ago, kidding)
Once I was free to choose my own religious belief's i did just that.
However what surprised me about the class is that many times during our discussions it became apparent that nearly half of the class were not only Christan but regularly attended church. I honestly thought in this day and age belief's in the Christian faith had dwindled and that very few people actually believed in the big beard in the sky.
Now OK I'm being glib here and and not mocking anyone for their beliefs (and frankly as someone who believes everything has "energy" I'm on shaky ground there) I was just surprised is all.
Actually just briefly
Have you ever noticed how some friends just....exhaust you? You talk to them , you have a good time, they are usually quite a lively type person but afterwards you just want to sleep. Now this is not true of all talky people, I know tones of folk who will talk till their tongue drops out but will never tire me out like others do.
Just a thought...
Or like people will talk about a room having a feel to them.?
Meh.
Oh and also today was the first time I heard a Christmas song played in the union, sad I know considering its only October but there you have it.
I like winter actually, when the snow covers everything it makes everything seem..new again. Like its been wiped clean for a fresh start.
Do you have a memory like that?
Your all wrapped up till only you nose is really cold, your green wellies crunch satisfactorally on the crisp white snow and your breath steams out from under your scarf. The air tastes clean and burns your lungs a bit but you take deep breaths anyway. Then you turn the corner and there's your house and inside you know that a parent has a big mug of hot chocolate ready with little marshmallows in and you go and sit with your small hands wrapped round the mug and look out of the window as a new flurry starts, wiping out what small impressions you made on the snow on your way up.
mmmmmmm, cosy
Now like allot of you I was raised in a Christian religion, protestantism to be precise and additionally like allot of you I stopped believing in it around the time I stopped sticking lego up my nose. (about 6 months ago, kidding)
Once I was free to choose my own religious belief's i did just that.
However what surprised me about the class is that many times during our discussions it became apparent that nearly half of the class were not only Christan but regularly attended church. I honestly thought in this day and age belief's in the Christian faith had dwindled and that very few people actually believed in the big beard in the sky.
Now OK I'm being glib here and and not mocking anyone for their beliefs (and frankly as someone who believes everything has "energy" I'm on shaky ground there) I was just surprised is all.
Actually just briefly
Have you ever noticed how some friends just....exhaust you? You talk to them , you have a good time, they are usually quite a lively type person but afterwards you just want to sleep. Now this is not true of all talky people, I know tones of folk who will talk till their tongue drops out but will never tire me out like others do.
Just a thought...
Or like people will talk about a room having a feel to them.?
Meh.
Oh and also today was the first time I heard a Christmas song played in the union, sad I know considering its only October but there you have it.
I like winter actually, when the snow covers everything it makes everything seem..new again. Like its been wiped clean for a fresh start.
Do you have a memory like that?
Your all wrapped up till only you nose is really cold, your green wellies crunch satisfactorally on the crisp white snow and your breath steams out from under your scarf. The air tastes clean and burns your lungs a bit but you take deep breaths anyway. Then you turn the corner and there's your house and inside you know that a parent has a big mug of hot chocolate ready with little marshmallows in and you go and sit with your small hands wrapped round the mug and look out of the window as a new flurry starts, wiping out what small impressions you made on the snow on your way up.
mmmmmmm, cosy
Monday 22 November 2010
Internets back!!
Hiya!!
Look I'm sorry Ive been gone but the Internet was down in my flat. Well....how are you?? I'm fine, essays the usually heh. You look great by the way have you done something with your hair? I thought so :) Suits you.
I kinda missed it, glad to be back. I had taken to rambling nonsense to random people in the library and now no one will sit near me.
I learned the other day that one of my lecturers is 31. He's only eight or nine months older than me. Now of course some of this will be due to his massive brain but a part of me wonders what would of happened if id buckled down a bit in high school and sorted my life out sooner would I be up there teaching the class rather than sitting in it? Maby
My life at the moment if pretty good though so why wish for more. I can't help looking around of course and people around me are getting married, having kids, getting jobs. I feel Ive perhaps dragged my feet to long. I'm 30 years old and what do I have to show for my time ? nothing
Someone once said that you are not truly dead until your loved ones stop thinking about you. That you live on in their memories. How long after I'm gone will people remember me if I leave nothing behind part from a few well thumbed books.
This semester ends in 3 weeks, that's crazy. No time has past at all but here we are.
A friend of mine is leaving in a few days. Wither she is coming beck or not we don't know. I'm not sure she knows. She will be gone until September and its sad. The firs person I have met in Dundee. I was climbing up the stairs to halls with my arms full of books and at the last step i tripped and fell through the door right at her feet, books everywhere, she stared down at me and laughed thus setting the tone for our friendship from then on. I do something stupid she laughs at me.
She always needs to be right, she has to have things in just the right way, she never lets things go and she's a pain in the ass
And Im going to miss her terribly.
I actually cant remember if she read this blog or not, heh no doubt within minutes of posting it she'll come through punch me on the arm and call me an ass....not a friend punch eather she punches like im attacking her and she fighting for her life. Anyway if she does Hi C-bear, sorry if I embarrassed you or said something you didn't like but I cant edit these once there up so tough.
Im gonna head theres something in my eye
ttfn
Look I'm sorry Ive been gone but the Internet was down in my flat. Well....how are you?? I'm fine, essays the usually heh. You look great by the way have you done something with your hair? I thought so :) Suits you.
I kinda missed it, glad to be back. I had taken to rambling nonsense to random people in the library and now no one will sit near me.
I learned the other day that one of my lecturers is 31. He's only eight or nine months older than me. Now of course some of this will be due to his massive brain but a part of me wonders what would of happened if id buckled down a bit in high school and sorted my life out sooner would I be up there teaching the class rather than sitting in it? Maby
My life at the moment if pretty good though so why wish for more. I can't help looking around of course and people around me are getting married, having kids, getting jobs. I feel Ive perhaps dragged my feet to long. I'm 30 years old and what do I have to show for my time ? nothing
Someone once said that you are not truly dead until your loved ones stop thinking about you. That you live on in their memories. How long after I'm gone will people remember me if I leave nothing behind part from a few well thumbed books.
This semester ends in 3 weeks, that's crazy. No time has past at all but here we are.
A friend of mine is leaving in a few days. Wither she is coming beck or not we don't know. I'm not sure she knows. She will be gone until September and its sad. The firs person I have met in Dundee. I was climbing up the stairs to halls with my arms full of books and at the last step i tripped and fell through the door right at her feet, books everywhere, she stared down at me and laughed thus setting the tone for our friendship from then on. I do something stupid she laughs at me.
She always needs to be right, she has to have things in just the right way, she never lets things go and she's a pain in the ass
And Im going to miss her terribly.
I actually cant remember if she read this blog or not, heh no doubt within minutes of posting it she'll come through punch me on the arm and call me an ass....not a friend punch eather she punches like im attacking her and she fighting for her life. Anyway if she does Hi C-bear, sorry if I embarrassed you or said something you didn't like but I cant edit these once there up so tough.
Im gonna head theres something in my eye
ttfn
Tuesday 16 November 2010
...Just off the top of my head
Thought It would be fun to just write down whatever comes into my head rather than pick a topic. Rambling for ramblings sake :)
So, diets going well and even if I don't look any different I feel a bit better and that's always good.
Only three weeks to go before the exams start. I don't really feel prepared at all but it would seem that everyone feels the same so that makes me feel a bit better.
Two essays due in two weeks, this will (hopefully ) be a repeat of a few weeks ago when I had to write two essays in a weekend, shudder. I kinda promised myself that this semester I would work harder but if anything I feel I've slacked off a bit more. Damn
My club card points arrived, I feel dirty using them frankly. I'd like to think I'm not one of those people who does this sort of thing but as a penniless student id be daft not to take advantage of money off, ah well.
Got to the end of supernatural and now I need something else to watch, any suggestions?
The other day my flatmate threw my pillow into the shower when it was running..... I'm sure I was supposed to laugh it off and congratulate him on a good joke but all I felt was a lump in my throat thinking of all the times my clothes ended up in the showers in high school. AND I KNOW THAT'S STUPID.
That was years ago for one and my friend certainly didn't indent for me to get upset but I cant help feeling that after a certain point teasing becomes bulling....sigh anyway.
Watched who framed roger rabbit the other day, gods haven't seen that one in aaaages. Still funny and Jessica Rabbit is still the hottest collection of pixels I've seen (sorry miss Croft)
I need a hair cut..... badly I'm starting to look like I sleep rough.
I'm hungry.
I should get a DC poster to match my marvel superhero one, for balance of course. Its weird though the marvel characters always look a bit more rag-tag and fun. DC seems very uniform and austere. Think about it one side you have spiderman, wolverine and hulk....can you picture them?...Hulks the green one...sigh anyway next to them is Superman, Batman and Wonder women. See now I bet you pictured them arms folded glaring at you where as Spidy was probably upside down, hulk was mid smash and wolverine was snarling claws bared. Still not what youd want to meet in a dark ally but more varied. (also can I just add the spell check is goin nuts about spiderman etc but Superman?? oh yeah that's a word...its a conspiracy)
well better get back to the essays...they get lonely without me.
ttfn
So, diets going well and even if I don't look any different I feel a bit better and that's always good.
Only three weeks to go before the exams start. I don't really feel prepared at all but it would seem that everyone feels the same so that makes me feel a bit better.
Two essays due in two weeks, this will (hopefully ) be a repeat of a few weeks ago when I had to write two essays in a weekend, shudder. I kinda promised myself that this semester I would work harder but if anything I feel I've slacked off a bit more. Damn
My club card points arrived, I feel dirty using them frankly. I'd like to think I'm not one of those people who does this sort of thing but as a penniless student id be daft not to take advantage of money off, ah well.
Got to the end of supernatural and now I need something else to watch, any suggestions?
The other day my flatmate threw my pillow into the shower when it was running..... I'm sure I was supposed to laugh it off and congratulate him on a good joke but all I felt was a lump in my throat thinking of all the times my clothes ended up in the showers in high school. AND I KNOW THAT'S STUPID.
That was years ago for one and my friend certainly didn't indent for me to get upset but I cant help feeling that after a certain point teasing becomes bulling....sigh anyway.
Watched who framed roger rabbit the other day, gods haven't seen that one in aaaages. Still funny and Jessica Rabbit is still the hottest collection of pixels I've seen (sorry miss Croft)
I need a hair cut..... badly I'm starting to look like I sleep rough.
I'm hungry.
I should get a DC poster to match my marvel superhero one, for balance of course. Its weird though the marvel characters always look a bit more rag-tag and fun. DC seems very uniform and austere. Think about it one side you have spiderman, wolverine and hulk....can you picture them?...Hulks the green one...sigh anyway next to them is Superman, Batman and Wonder women. See now I bet you pictured them arms folded glaring at you where as Spidy was probably upside down, hulk was mid smash and wolverine was snarling claws bared. Still not what youd want to meet in a dark ally but more varied. (also can I just add the spell check is goin nuts about spiderman etc but Superman?? oh yeah that's a word...its a conspiracy)
well better get back to the essays...they get lonely without me.
ttfn
Monday 15 November 2010
Its a drunk thing part 3
So
huloooo
M drunk
I think the worst feeling in the world is "I like you as a friend, not someone i could date". i have heard this so many times its not even funny. im good enough to confide in but not enough to date.
Im the walking wounded someone cursed to walk the earth to be the friend , confident and accoumpilce to almost every girl i know. They will tell me thing s they wont tell a boy friend cos im safe.
Am i sick of it? no. i value that have someone to talk too, i value the fact they feel that i can help them but i also want to be wanted.
i want someone to look at me and think " hes hot" i maybe over stretching myself here maby cute is more my speed but al i want is someone to notice me, and not for the shoulder i can provide them. dont get me wrong everyone , i want to be the guy that people come too. I love to help people but i also want someone who cares about me.
When my relationship with my ex was winding down my maine thought was "what if no one ever looks at me again in that way" now this is a real concern but i had to deal with that. I was not willing to trap her in a loveless realtinshio just because the guy she was with did not feel the same way because i waas scared that i couldnt find anyone else. that woulnd't be right . so i ended t. this was i dunno 2 -3 years ago and i hanvent dated since .
Sigh this is not a plea for help or a pity party , just that i think that finding someone new is tough when you surrounded by 20 year old women and equally available 20 year old men ,
Am i kidding myself? should i just get through my degree and move on with the next stage? Forget having a relationship and focs on my studies ie wait till i have a hope? what is an unaccepted age gap? 5 years? 10? i didnt realide there was a rule really till comein here.
So im a friend of women thats awesome, the fat that they can open up to me is a thing i treaure but sometimes i just wish i could traasnfrm these frendishps to a relationsip.
How does one do that? from hahaha yur so funny to take you pants off?? I dont knoe ,. I atcheved it once and that was with a special women who loved me . Maby thats the answer, every realationshonsip is just a prelude to the great love, just a practise till you get it right. you have a dry run with every girl you date till it become right. Thats fine but all i want at this stage is simone who doesnt look at me and thingks "He can help me with my guy issues" i fel i sould stress that i dont harbor an inssue with that but i would like someone spevial to share it all with.
A fiend of mine met his special someone on-line. is that what i sould do? meet somoeon according to thie r profiele? ugg i want to meet some in a special way not cos the computer matched us up but because our lives joined at this point in our shared history.
perhaps then i dont have a point other than to say, search for that one perons they are out for you, and when you ifnd them let them knoe every day how muhc they mean to you
hope this means anythin really, g night. tfn
deleating this tommoro, u kow the drill
huloooo
M drunk
I think the worst feeling in the world is "I like you as a friend, not someone i could date". i have heard this so many times its not even funny. im good enough to confide in but not enough to date.
Im the walking wounded someone cursed to walk the earth to be the friend , confident and accoumpilce to almost every girl i know. They will tell me thing s they wont tell a boy friend cos im safe.
Am i sick of it? no. i value that have someone to talk too, i value the fact they feel that i can help them but i also want to be wanted.
i want someone to look at me and think " hes hot" i maybe over stretching myself here maby cute is more my speed but al i want is someone to notice me, and not for the shoulder i can provide them. dont get me wrong everyone , i want to be the guy that people come too. I love to help people but i also want someone who cares about me.
When my relationship with my ex was winding down my maine thought was "what if no one ever looks at me again in that way" now this is a real concern but i had to deal with that. I was not willing to trap her in a loveless realtinshio just because the guy she was with did not feel the same way because i waas scared that i couldnt find anyone else. that woulnd't be right . so i ended t. this was i dunno 2 -3 years ago and i hanvent dated since .
Sigh this is not a plea for help or a pity party , just that i think that finding someone new is tough when you surrounded by 20 year old women and equally available 20 year old men ,
Am i kidding myself? should i just get through my degree and move on with the next stage? Forget having a relationship and focs on my studies ie wait till i have a hope? what is an unaccepted age gap? 5 years? 10? i didnt realide there was a rule really till comein here.
So im a friend of women thats awesome, the fat that they can open up to me is a thing i treaure but sometimes i just wish i could traasnfrm these frendishps to a relationsip.
How does one do that? from hahaha yur so funny to take you pants off?? I dont knoe ,. I atcheved it once and that was with a special women who loved me . Maby thats the answer, every realationshonsip is just a prelude to the great love, just a practise till you get it right. you have a dry run with every girl you date till it become right. Thats fine but all i want at this stage is simone who doesnt look at me and thingks "He can help me with my guy issues" i fel i sould stress that i dont harbor an inssue with that but i would like someone spevial to share it all with.
A fiend of mine met his special someone on-line. is that what i sould do? meet somoeon according to thie r profiele? ugg i want to meet some in a special way not cos the computer matched us up but because our lives joined at this point in our shared history.
perhaps then i dont have a point other than to say, search for that one perons they are out for you, and when you ifnd them let them knoe every day how muhc they mean to you
hope this means anythin really, g night. tfn
deleating this tommoro, u kow the drill
Saturday 13 November 2010
Something a little.....differant
So ive been gone for a few days, one reason is that the internet round here has been acting funny, you know talking to itself, drooling and voting conservative the other reason was I gave blood on.....thursday? yeah thursday then did something very silly. I had a few beers, aaaand thats all it took. I don't really remember what happened but I do know I was at the union for a while. Coff anyway
Back now....oh and black ops came out and thats been taking alot of my time. It takes alot of energy to suck so hard at a game.
Got some essays due down the road so expect some more essay related whineing....uh I mean blogging.
So I figured Id try something a little differant today, rather than introduce a topic and ramble about it I thought you guys could suggest something. Seem lazy? Yes. yes it is. Anyway audience participation would be fun. Comment either here or on facebook and the best suggestion will be rambled about.
Say in about 2 hours or so?
Get voting, ttfn
Back now....oh and black ops came out and thats been taking alot of my time. It takes alot of energy to suck so hard at a game.
Got some essays due down the road so expect some more essay related whineing....uh I mean blogging.
So I figured Id try something a little differant today, rather than introduce a topic and ramble about it I thought you guys could suggest something. Seem lazy? Yes. yes it is. Anyway audience participation would be fun. Comment either here or on facebook and the best suggestion will be rambled about.
Say in about 2 hours or so?
Get voting, ttfn
Thursday 11 November 2010
Hungover people? like Gremlins apparently
So gave blood today and frankly im a little dissapointed. I was hoping to get a big rush like a kid on candy but i just feel normal....not as hot. I guess that its io feel a little colder. Ah well
today I was thinking about the movie "gremlins". You remember that one. Weird animal called a Mogwai come to small town America and causes chaos.
See there are certain rules you have to follow for the Mogwai of teeerrrrbile things will happen, they are
1.Dont expose them to bright lights, especially sunlight it will kill them.
2.Dont get them wet
3. Dont, no matter how my they cry, how much they beg, DONT feed them after midnight
And you know what I was thinking? That the rules for gremlins are the self same rules that apply to people with hangovers, its true.
1. Dont expose them to bright lights. Have you ever gone down to the shop the day after the night before? The light is like daggers in your brain. Sunglasses dont help because although they reduce the glare they make you look like a tit in mid winter. Especially sunlight, now being in your room is bad enough when the lights are on but sunlight? shudder
2. Dont get them wet. Nothing in this world makes someone look more pathetic than someone in a hangover in the rain. Seriously they look like there homeless. The sunken eyes, the pleading expression that says "i need a cheeseburger" its all there. Plus ever tried to take a shower or bath hungover? The heat, the damp, the room spinning round and round and with every breath you feel more and more sick.
3.Dont, no matter how my they cry, how much they beg, DONT feed them after midnight. Now im sure your like me. Nothing makes you feel a little better when drinking than some big greasy meal. "Tha's beter" you say "Soaks up the booze...hic...ken"
It doesn't. Studies have shown that piling a cheap curry with two pakoras on top of 6 pints of mild in fact irritates your stomach lining more and causes bad puking. It makes the bathroom experience the next morning that much worse as well. ( will this stop me eating a cheeseburger on the way home after drinks? no. no it wont)
So there you have it, hangover people are gremlins. This is more true as you get older and you wake up and feel great.
You look around and say "wow i was soooo wasted last night and I feel great now. The birds are swaying and the trees are singing, awesome. Wait for it...........AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
and an hour later your pale and sweating clutching the toilet like its your one true love
Worst hangover ever?
Mine was last year after my 30'th. I woke up at 6, 7, 9.30 and again at 11 when my body said "cant sleep no more". My eyeballs felt like they had been dipped in chilli sauce, my guts where trying to make a bid for freedom and my mouth felt like something had crawled into it in the middle of the night and then died....of a hangover.
I wished for sweet release but alas I lived. Shudder
OK what was yours??
ttfn
today I was thinking about the movie "gremlins". You remember that one. Weird animal called a Mogwai come to small town America and causes chaos.
See there are certain rules you have to follow for the Mogwai of teeerrrrbile things will happen, they are
1.Dont expose them to bright lights, especially sunlight it will kill them.
2.Dont get them wet
3. Dont, no matter how my they cry, how much they beg, DONT feed them after midnight
And you know what I was thinking? That the rules for gremlins are the self same rules that apply to people with hangovers, its true.
1. Dont expose them to bright lights. Have you ever gone down to the shop the day after the night before? The light is like daggers in your brain. Sunglasses dont help because although they reduce the glare they make you look like a tit in mid winter. Especially sunlight, now being in your room is bad enough when the lights are on but sunlight? shudder
2. Dont get them wet. Nothing in this world makes someone look more pathetic than someone in a hangover in the rain. Seriously they look like there homeless. The sunken eyes, the pleading expression that says "i need a cheeseburger" its all there. Plus ever tried to take a shower or bath hungover? The heat, the damp, the room spinning round and round and with every breath you feel more and more sick.
3.Dont, no matter how my they cry, how much they beg, DONT feed them after midnight. Now im sure your like me. Nothing makes you feel a little better when drinking than some big greasy meal. "Tha's beter" you say "Soaks up the booze...hic...ken"
It doesn't. Studies have shown that piling a cheap curry with two pakoras on top of 6 pints of mild in fact irritates your stomach lining more and causes bad puking. It makes the bathroom experience the next morning that much worse as well. ( will this stop me eating a cheeseburger on the way home after drinks? no. no it wont)
So there you have it, hangover people are gremlins. This is more true as you get older and you wake up and feel great.
You look around and say "wow i was soooo wasted last night and I feel great now. The birds are swaying and the trees are singing, awesome. Wait for it...........AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
and an hour later your pale and sweating clutching the toilet like its your one true love
Worst hangover ever?
Mine was last year after my 30'th. I woke up at 6, 7, 9.30 and again at 11 when my body said "cant sleep no more". My eyeballs felt like they had been dipped in chilli sauce, my guts where trying to make a bid for freedom and my mouth felt like something had crawled into it in the middle of the night and then died....of a hangover.
I wished for sweet release but alas I lived. Shudder
OK what was yours??
ttfn
Wednesday 10 November 2010
Excuse me while I change
So, change
Change happens all the time, wither you want it to or not. Like most people I'm not a fan. I like things the way they are and if I get into a routine I stick to it. However Ive got to say most of the changes in my life have lead to positive things. Take moving to a different city for example. Ive done this twice now where I don't know anyone and have no idea what's going to happen but both times its gone really well. When my dad moved us away from the only home id ever known I resented him for it but it was a good decision because the life I'm leading now would have been very different if it hadn't been for that.
Have you ever tried to do that? pin point one event in your whole life that lead you down the path your on now.
I can pin point exactly when my life changed, when it got onto the rad I'm now on.
I was in the lunch queue in high school and my friend asked me what I was doing after school finished and I said i was going into acting. Id tried all the acting colleges that i knew and had been rejected from them all. Then one of the girls from class , who had never talked to me before ( she was popular ) said "Im doing acting too, have you tired Edinburgh" and that one conversation lead me to move there next year, I met my ex there and we spent 10 very Happy years together. I would never change that one thing because although Ive not always appreciated it Ive lead a good life, not one filled with money or time off, tremendous success or more than 5 shirts but is led to love and happiness, friends I would never change. Its led me to where i am now, going to uni. (ME?...UNI?...It's nuts).
My point is that change although scary and takes you out of your comfort zone, if things arnt working out for you in a situation change it, better to do that and wonder what might have been and I'm telling you. In my thirty years on this ball of rock its not the rejections or the mocking for trying that makes me upset when i think of them its the missed chances and the regrets that keep me up at night.
Its an interesting exercise actually try and think about the one thing that changed you life forever. Something that you can trace your life now to begin responsible for.
Kevin Smith the American director once missed a plane because he was hungover.Not significant? It was headed for new York on September the 11th....yeah THAT plane
ttfn
I have to go change this empt can for a full one. See change is good :)
Change happens all the time, wither you want it to or not. Like most people I'm not a fan. I like things the way they are and if I get into a routine I stick to it. However Ive got to say most of the changes in my life have lead to positive things. Take moving to a different city for example. Ive done this twice now where I don't know anyone and have no idea what's going to happen but both times its gone really well. When my dad moved us away from the only home id ever known I resented him for it but it was a good decision because the life I'm leading now would have been very different if it hadn't been for that.
Have you ever tried to do that? pin point one event in your whole life that lead you down the path your on now.
I can pin point exactly when my life changed, when it got onto the rad I'm now on.
I was in the lunch queue in high school and my friend asked me what I was doing after school finished and I said i was going into acting. Id tried all the acting colleges that i knew and had been rejected from them all. Then one of the girls from class , who had never talked to me before ( she was popular ) said "Im doing acting too, have you tired Edinburgh" and that one conversation lead me to move there next year, I met my ex there and we spent 10 very Happy years together. I would never change that one thing because although Ive not always appreciated it Ive lead a good life, not one filled with money or time off, tremendous success or more than 5 shirts but is led to love and happiness, friends I would never change. Its led me to where i am now, going to uni. (ME?...UNI?...It's nuts).
My point is that change although scary and takes you out of your comfort zone, if things arnt working out for you in a situation change it, better to do that and wonder what might have been and I'm telling you. In my thirty years on this ball of rock its not the rejections or the mocking for trying that makes me upset when i think of them its the missed chances and the regrets that keep me up at night.
Its an interesting exercise actually try and think about the one thing that changed you life forever. Something that you can trace your life now to begin responsible for.
Kevin Smith the American director once missed a plane because he was hungover.Not significant? It was headed for new York on September the 11th....yeah THAT plane
ttfn
I have to go change this empt can for a full one. See change is good :)
Monday 8 November 2010
Thankyou for being a friend...but what kind?
So, Welcome back to the cave of crazy. I'd apologise about yesterdays...ahem, diet rant but i refuse so there. I feel better today, perhaps it was just low blood sugar or something....anyway.
Do you realise how many different friends you have? I'm not talking number of people here I'm talking about the different types. We'll make a list, I like lists. So in no order what so ever
1. The confessor: This is the person you tell everything too. Even the stuff that you should probably keep to yourself. If they ever turn on you you're in serious trouble and might even end up in jail because they know things about you that will cause your parent to turn from you in fear and disgust and make lesser mortals cower in terror. These friends are most likely ones from when you were younger and they know the thing you did at Larry's house party when his parents were out of town, and they always will.
2. The drinking buddy: You may find it awkward to talk to this person normally but get some drinks in you and suddenly your best pals until the booze runs out. Ironically most of the pictures you have on facebook will be of this person since drinking pics make it up more often. However if you meet them in the cold light of day all you can manage is an awkward hiya Most likely you know this person through work/uni or the pub you both drink at.
3. The one subject girl/guy: Wither it be sports, your course at uni, your job whatever, you always find yourself talking about this one thing with them. You literally have nothing else in common, pray you never run out of things to say. Because it will go like this.
"So then I said to my boss"
"Wait you told me this one already"
"Oh...." sounds of running feet and then a door slam and a car peeling away.
4.The best friend: now on the surface this may look like the confessor but the best friend is more like having another girl/boy friend, usually of the same sex though. This is the person you have ever adventure with , who shares your highs and lows and will always be there for you. Be honest when you need them to be and dishonest when you need that too. If you find a best friend try and hold on to them because when it all goes wrong its them who will help you clean it up.
5. the friend of a friend: GAH! nothing is worse than having someone hang around you who you have literally nothing in common with except that you both know the same person. You meet this one at house parties and weddings allot. Conversations revolve around starting topics then the other person shooting them down.
"Did you see the game?"
"I dont like sports, did you hear in the news that...."
"you watch that crap? want a beer?"
"I don't drink" aaaaand so on shudder.
6.Uh hi.....friend: for what ever reason you have known this person for longer than six months, you may know their cats names, where their tattoo is and the embarrising thing they did in the bar after three tequela sunrises but you don't know their name. It happened at a party you didn't catch it when you were introduced and now its far, far too late. The longer it goes on the more gut churningly bad it gets. Then one day you have to introduce them to someone else...by this point you have looked after their kids....and you have to say.
"John this iiiiiiiiiiiiiiis....."
and hope they get the hint
7.Oh god its this guy quick hide damn he saw me: You know him , you loathe him, your stuck with him. A co worker most likely who you cant stand but you spend more time with him than your partner and for some reason he cant get the hint you don't like him. No matter how many cancelled plans or simple refusals he wont get the hint.
Thats all the ones I can think of right now but i'd be fun if you guys added some more in the comments
No naming names lets keep it above the belt :)
ttfn
Do you realise how many different friends you have? I'm not talking number of people here I'm talking about the different types. We'll make a list, I like lists. So in no order what so ever
1. The confessor: This is the person you tell everything too. Even the stuff that you should probably keep to yourself. If they ever turn on you you're in serious trouble and might even end up in jail because they know things about you that will cause your parent to turn from you in fear and disgust and make lesser mortals cower in terror. These friends are most likely ones from when you were younger and they know the thing you did at Larry's house party when his parents were out of town, and they always will.
2. The drinking buddy: You may find it awkward to talk to this person normally but get some drinks in you and suddenly your best pals until the booze runs out. Ironically most of the pictures you have on facebook will be of this person since drinking pics make it up more often. However if you meet them in the cold light of day all you can manage is an awkward hiya Most likely you know this person through work/uni or the pub you both drink at.
3. The one subject girl/guy: Wither it be sports, your course at uni, your job whatever, you always find yourself talking about this one thing with them. You literally have nothing else in common, pray you never run out of things to say. Because it will go like this.
"So then I said to my boss"
"Wait you told me this one already"
"Oh...." sounds of running feet and then a door slam and a car peeling away.
4.The best friend: now on the surface this may look like the confessor but the best friend is more like having another girl/boy friend, usually of the same sex though. This is the person you have ever adventure with , who shares your highs and lows and will always be there for you. Be honest when you need them to be and dishonest when you need that too. If you find a best friend try and hold on to them because when it all goes wrong its them who will help you clean it up.
5. the friend of a friend: GAH! nothing is worse than having someone hang around you who you have literally nothing in common with except that you both know the same person. You meet this one at house parties and weddings allot. Conversations revolve around starting topics then the other person shooting them down.
"Did you see the game?"
"I dont like sports, did you hear in the news that...."
"you watch that crap? want a beer?"
"I don't drink" aaaaand so on shudder.
6.Uh hi.....friend: for what ever reason you have known this person for longer than six months, you may know their cats names, where their tattoo is and the embarrising thing they did in the bar after three tequela sunrises but you don't know their name. It happened at a party you didn't catch it when you were introduced and now its far, far too late. The longer it goes on the more gut churningly bad it gets. Then one day you have to introduce them to someone else...by this point you have looked after their kids....and you have to say.
"John this iiiiiiiiiiiiiiis....."
and hope they get the hint
7.Oh god its this guy quick hide damn he saw me: You know him , you loathe him, your stuck with him. A co worker most likely who you cant stand but you spend more time with him than your partner and for some reason he cant get the hint you don't like him. No matter how many cancelled plans or simple refusals he wont get the hint.
Thats all the ones I can think of right now but i'd be fun if you guys added some more in the comments
No naming names lets keep it above the belt :)
ttfn
Sunday 7 November 2010
A diet rant of epic proportions
SO
bloody dieting
makes me grumpy...and ranty
You know what the main problem is? every website tell u differant crap. This is bad no good no bad!. eat cerial but for gods sake dont eat cerial. fruit is good but only between the hours of 12 and 4....eat after 7 and u may as well kill yourself!!
I figured some fruit in the morning would be good, light lunch and proper dinner. WRONG
According to (some) websites thats the worst thing. Eat a big healthy breakfast, medium lunch and smaller dinner. no carbs, before 7.
NO carbs! every meal i know involves carbs, chips, rice, pasta some veg has carbs in it. OH yeah thats right veg is bad for you now too!
So today's food of an apple a healthy salad wrap and a stir fry?? Well why don't I just eat lard instead it would be better for me. Its like im eating poison.!
Ok a quick google search for "healthy breakfast"
options 1. muslie, hmmmm dried cardboard cut up reeeealy tiny or weetabix which is the same thing but spin into a brick that poor countries use to makes houses with
2.fresh fruit salad, so one bit of fruit baaaaad lots of expensive fruit stuff in a bowl goooooood
3. scrambled tofu..........What the F%^$ing B$*%&$ they can stuck it up there *%&)*%&$ holes untill &$(*%*(&$ (&%*&$ (%(*&£$ hair falls out!!
4.fruit smoothie, expensive stuff mixed with milk and blended to crap
5.boiled eggs and toast.... what's this doing on the list??? eggs are bad arn't they? or are they good this week
See this brings me back to the whole no one can decide whats good. No one gives a shit about anyone loosing weight because then their latest book "are you still buying this crap?" wont sell soo they keep us scared
avoid Pancakes, waffles, toast, donuts, pastries, scones, bagels, pies, sugar cereals, breakfast bars, muffins, now who in the name of spiderman eats bloody donuts fer breakfast? no wonder they need two mirrors to wash their balls.
And thats just BREAKFAST a veritable mine field of things to be avoided.
Lunch?? riveta...things on , in, combined with dry husks of bat guano
or alternatively
bloody dieting
makes me grumpy...and ranty
You know what the main problem is? every website tell u differant crap. This is bad no good no bad!. eat cerial but for gods sake dont eat cerial. fruit is good but only between the hours of 12 and 4....eat after 7 and u may as well kill yourself!!
I figured some fruit in the morning would be good, light lunch and proper dinner. WRONG
According to (some) websites thats the worst thing. Eat a big healthy breakfast, medium lunch and smaller dinner. no carbs, before 7.
NO carbs! every meal i know involves carbs, chips, rice, pasta some veg has carbs in it. OH yeah thats right veg is bad for you now too!
So today's food of an apple a healthy salad wrap and a stir fry?? Well why don't I just eat lard instead it would be better for me. Its like im eating poison.!
Ok a quick google search for "healthy breakfast"
options 1. muslie, hmmmm dried cardboard cut up reeeealy tiny or weetabix which is the same thing but spin into a brick that poor countries use to makes houses with
2.fresh fruit salad, so one bit of fruit baaaaad lots of expensive fruit stuff in a bowl goooooood
3. scrambled tofu..........What the F%^$ing B$*%&$ they can stuck it up there *%&)*%&$ holes untill &$(*%*(&$ (&%*&$ (%(*&£$ hair falls out!!
4.fruit smoothie, expensive stuff mixed with milk and blended to crap
5.boiled eggs and toast.... what's this doing on the list??? eggs are bad arn't they? or are they good this week
See this brings me back to the whole no one can decide whats good. No one gives a shit about anyone loosing weight because then their latest book "are you still buying this crap?" wont sell soo they keep us scared
avoid Pancakes, waffles, toast, donuts, pastries, scones, bagels, pies, sugar cereals, breakfast bars, muffins, now who in the name of spiderman eats bloody donuts fer breakfast? no wonder they need two mirrors to wash their balls.
And thats just BREAKFAST a veritable mine field of things to be avoided.
Lunch?? riveta...things on , in, combined with dry husks of bat guano
or alternatively
The night before: pop chopped courgette, pepper, mushrooms and strips of chicken breast into a roasting tin.
Lightly brush with olive oil, paprika and ground chilli and put in the oven on a low heat until the chicken is well cooked and veg is tender.
In the morning: pack into a plastic container and take to work with a tortilla wrap and a handful of ready-washed salad leaves.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAaaaaaaaa
moving on
a sandwich? don't be daft more carbs see, salad, no unless you make it yourself most salads bought from supermarkets contain more calories than a big mac and fries ( thats actually true)
OK, ok I've gotten that out of my system...i guess but the point still stands that this is going to be a lot harder if im going to stick with it than I thought.
I'm gonna head and drink some water... that's still fine right?
P.S You may have noticed ive changed my habit of "It's a .... thing" well its getting harder to remember which ones ive used and I'll eventually run out soooo doing something differant now. enjoy, ttfn
It's a fanboy thing
So I was reading that the new guy they have got to play spiderman in the 1211 movie...sorry remake....sorry sorry re-imagining ¬¬ is called Andrew Garfield, yeah I don't knw who he is eather.
I checked him out on IMDB and hes had a few TV appearances, he's in the facebook movie and another one out this year called "never let me go" which ive never heard of. Now before you roll your eyes and think "ah jeeze the ubergeek is gonna spew rant sauce all over his key bord" let me assure you im not. What I am going to say is that it always stricked me how crazy people get when something like this is re-cast. It's nuts, when Heath Ledge was cast as the joker they went batshit, no one will ever replace Jack Nicolous!! he's the joker now some aussie surfer type. When they origionally cast Toby Maguire they said "what the cider house rules guy?? Im going to SUE!!"
This isnt confined to movies eather, artists and writers change all the time in the comics. It can completely change the whole look and feel of the characters if the artist changed and the little fan boys go berserk.
Even I'm guilty of this ( and we all know how reasonalbe I am most of the time....coff) when they announced the new doctor who was some cretin with no previous experiance, whoes younger than me, called Matt Smith I ranted at anyone who would listen that it was a travist of justic and that I for one would not be watching.
Result? I think he's actually very suited to the role and once he gets some decent storylines it'll be an awesome show.
Back to Mr. Garfield, we will just have to wait and see, I'll be wathcing the film regardless of what people say about it because I love spidy and watch anything he's in.
That said there is no excuse for letting Nic cage be ghost rider never mind giving him a FUCKING sequal......coff
Anyway...worst pice of casting youve ever seen in a film?
Mine , apart from Sean Connery as anything other than a scot...and he's played russians, spanyards and egyptions, would have to be the old clecie of George Clooney as batman.
Cloony's a good actor if all you want him to so is give a slight smile and talk in a weird half whisper, i mean come ON what were they thinking, if batman came out of the shadows and gave you a little smirk and said hi so quietly you went sure if you'd herd him ive been more meniced by a tub of play doe. It seems almost dliberatly miscast like they WANTED the movie to fail . I ask you what the FU..........
(Chris has been lead away by kind people and given a sedative-Ed)
I checked him out on IMDB and hes had a few TV appearances, he's in the facebook movie and another one out this year called "never let me go" which ive never heard of. Now before you roll your eyes and think "ah jeeze the ubergeek is gonna spew rant sauce all over his key bord" let me assure you im not. What I am going to say is that it always stricked me how crazy people get when something like this is re-cast. It's nuts, when Heath Ledge was cast as the joker they went batshit, no one will ever replace Jack Nicolous!! he's the joker now some aussie surfer type. When they origionally cast Toby Maguire they said "what the cider house rules guy?? Im going to SUE!!"
This isnt confined to movies eather, artists and writers change all the time in the comics. It can completely change the whole look and feel of the characters if the artist changed and the little fan boys go berserk.
Even I'm guilty of this ( and we all know how reasonalbe I am most of the time....coff) when they announced the new doctor who was some cretin with no previous experiance, whoes younger than me, called Matt Smith I ranted at anyone who would listen that it was a travist of justic and that I for one would not be watching.
Result? I think he's actually very suited to the role and once he gets some decent storylines it'll be an awesome show.
Back to Mr. Garfield, we will just have to wait and see, I'll be wathcing the film regardless of what people say about it because I love spidy and watch anything he's in.
That said there is no excuse for letting Nic cage be ghost rider never mind giving him a FUCKING sequal......coff
Anyway...worst pice of casting youve ever seen in a film?
Mine , apart from Sean Connery as anything other than a scot...and he's played russians, spanyards and egyptions, would have to be the old clecie of George Clooney as batman.
Cloony's a good actor if all you want him to so is give a slight smile and talk in a weird half whisper, i mean come ON what were they thinking, if batman came out of the shadows and gave you a little smirk and said hi so quietly you went sure if you'd herd him ive been more meniced by a tub of play doe. It seems almost dliberatly miscast like they WANTED the movie to fail . I ask you what the FU..........
(Chris has been lead away by kind people and given a sedative-Ed)
Friday 5 November 2010
It's a tradition thing
So something just popped into my head
Its so weird how things that happened long ago, adjust and then become the things we know now. Example, we burn a big bonfire at this time and put a straw man on top. What if he was sick that day? better yet if he was run over by a horse. What would be do on November 5th? would we all gather round the traditional november 5th chocolate cake instead?? or or Christmas, what if the man of the house would have to curve the watermelon every year cos it was tradition. If instead of a pagan renewal ritual of bringing in greenery into the house which became "putting up the Christmas tree" what if it was tradition to have a celebration of the wildlife. Every year you'd have to keep a pig in the house for 10 days.
What if Jebus didn't rise after three days and the pagans thought the having a rabbit at spring time was a daft idea and that a crow was a better animal? We wouldn't have Easter, there would be the tradition of dressing up in black, lots of eye-liner and we would eat grapes in place of eyeballs ( crow favourite food).
And once you start to think about it the whole thing unravels before your eyes. what if there was no worship of the moon?. Monday (started as "Moonday or 'the moons day'" wouln't exist. Id be called something else, what if people felt that Hermes, messenger of the gods, would be a more appropriate Deity to lend his name too the first day of the week. Id go Hermeday, tuesday...etc. In fact if Oden had not lent his name to Wednesday then there's be no Wednesday. What if we called it Dionysus after the god or wine??? Id be Dionoday instead. What if Thor wasn't there?? no Thursday
Ok Ive gotten fixated on the day of the week thing.
Anyway so....yeah, right just think about that when you're out tonight watching the fireworks because lets face it you could have just as easily been sitting down to the traditional face painting and twister that you do every year at this time
.....why are you all looking at me like that?
Its so weird how things that happened long ago, adjust and then become the things we know now. Example, we burn a big bonfire at this time and put a straw man on top. What if he was sick that day? better yet if he was run over by a horse. What would be do on November 5th? would we all gather round the traditional november 5th chocolate cake instead?? or or Christmas, what if the man of the house would have to curve the watermelon every year cos it was tradition. If instead of a pagan renewal ritual of bringing in greenery into the house which became "putting up the Christmas tree" what if it was tradition to have a celebration of the wildlife. Every year you'd have to keep a pig in the house for 10 days.
What if Jebus didn't rise after three days and the pagans thought the having a rabbit at spring time was a daft idea and that a crow was a better animal? We wouldn't have Easter, there would be the tradition of dressing up in black, lots of eye-liner and we would eat grapes in place of eyeballs ( crow favourite food).
And once you start to think about it the whole thing unravels before your eyes. what if there was no worship of the moon?. Monday (started as "Moonday or 'the moons day'" wouln't exist. Id be called something else, what if people felt that Hermes, messenger of the gods, would be a more appropriate Deity to lend his name too the first day of the week. Id go Hermeday, tuesday...etc. In fact if Oden had not lent his name to Wednesday then there's be no Wednesday. What if we called it Dionysus after the god or wine??? Id be Dionoday instead. What if Thor wasn't there?? no Thursday
Ok Ive gotten fixated on the day of the week thing.
Anyway so....yeah, right just think about that when you're out tonight watching the fireworks because lets face it you could have just as easily been sitting down to the traditional face painting and twister that you do every year at this time
.....why are you all looking at me like that?
It's a muse thing
So today I want to go a little off topic (don't you always-Ed) and talk about something close to my heart...my lungs (couldn't have stopped myself for a big bag of skittles). I want to talk about writing (again??) OK enough brackets (o.O).
Specifically the concept of the Muse.In ancient Greece these Goddesses would whisper in your ear and inspire you to great creative heights. They are traditionally depicted as beautiful women, usually holding musical instruments or the "masks" of drama.
When I mentioned Muses those of you who knew what they were most likely thought of twinkling fairy light like tinkerbell.
When most writers are asked they usually talk of thinking about something completely different when inspiration suddenly hits. That , for want of a better word, I a Muse. Now I want to be clear I don't actually think this person is real, Im not delusional.
Mines not like that.
She doesn't say much for a start, and frankly she's quite impatient with me allot of the time. She also likes to tell me things when Im miles away from paper and pen. Actually this happens allot to me. My brain will tell me ive forgotten something when Im at the front door but wont tell what that thing is.
ME: Just tell me, I'll read something really intellectual for you later.
BRAIN: No. Besides reading about spiderman online is not "intellectual"
Then about an hour later, or whenever I'm at the cash register, he'll wait until im one from the front and whisper
"You don't have you wallet"
Such is life......what was I talking about, oh yeah Muses.
Thinking about Muses, in turn makes me think of the fact that we aren't really one person but lots. Seriously are you the same person with you parents as with your friends?
"Oi, Ma!! pass them MOFO potatoes willya, im fecking parched gaspin over here"
Mu Huh....
SO Muses, you know if you don't stop interrupting me I'll never get done.
Your job , when writing, is to show up at the same time every day and write, regardless of how inspired you feel. The Muse will descend when she's good and ready. That way she can find you easily should she deign to join you.
So I should probably go back to studying now but before I do, do us a favour and put the link for the blog on your facebook channels too. That way friends of friends get to see the ramblings.
Probably don't show them the two drunk ones first though eh
ttfn
Specifically the concept of the Muse.In ancient Greece these Goddesses would whisper in your ear and inspire you to great creative heights. They are traditionally depicted as beautiful women, usually holding musical instruments or the "masks" of drama.
When I mentioned Muses those of you who knew what they were most likely thought of twinkling fairy light like tinkerbell.
When most writers are asked they usually talk of thinking about something completely different when inspiration suddenly hits. That , for want of a better word, I a Muse. Now I want to be clear I don't actually think this person is real, Im not delusional.
Mines not like that.
She doesn't say much for a start, and frankly she's quite impatient with me allot of the time. She also likes to tell me things when Im miles away from paper and pen. Actually this happens allot to me. My brain will tell me ive forgotten something when Im at the front door but wont tell what that thing is.
ME: Just tell me, I'll read something really intellectual for you later.
BRAIN: No. Besides reading about spiderman online is not "intellectual"
Then about an hour later, or whenever I'm at the cash register, he'll wait until im one from the front and whisper
"You don't have you wallet"
Such is life......what was I talking about, oh yeah Muses.
Thinking about Muses, in turn makes me think of the fact that we aren't really one person but lots. Seriously are you the same person with you parents as with your friends?
"Oi, Ma!! pass them MOFO potatoes willya, im fecking parched gaspin over here"
Mu Huh....
SO Muses, you know if you don't stop interrupting me I'll never get done.
Your job , when writing, is to show up at the same time every day and write, regardless of how inspired you feel. The Muse will descend when she's good and ready. That way she can find you easily should she deign to join you.
So I should probably go back to studying now but before I do, do us a favour and put the link for the blog on your facebook channels too. That way friends of friends get to see the ramblings.
Probably don't show them the two drunk ones first though eh
ttfn
Thursday 4 November 2010
It's a like thing
So, I have talked allot about stress and all the bad that's going on. Time for some good.
There is stuff in my life is good, friends, family, the work im doing. and there is stuff I have that de-stresses me when the bad stuff happens.....stuff
I like stepping out of the shower on a cold day and look at the steam coming off me and pretend that im the human torch, I like an ice cold beer on a warm day, I like playing with lego, I like a really satisfying steak with a backed potato on the side with just a knob of butter for garnish.
I lie taking long walks on a chilly autumn day where i can kick the frost tipped leaves up in the air as I go. I like to crack every knuckle. I like a reaaaaaly good stretch. I like waking up to naked women in my bed. I like it when I walk into the room and someone in it had a smile for me. I like ice in my glass. I like the satisfying crunch my shoes make on fresh snow. I like stationary. I like the feeling you get when you hand in a peace of work that's your best. I like shooting the shit with my brothers. I like when someone phones out of the blue just to see how im doing. I like to receive a handwritten letter from someone. I like it when you catch a girl staring at you and the blush she gets when she realises. I like superhero's. I like the sea. I like swimming. I like to dance like no one else is watching. I like a jack Daniels and coke, lotsa ice. I like books. I like the feeling you get when something new is starting. I like a good cry.
I like the feeling that every day is new , that everything is possible, that the next day could be the day where it all changes for the better.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xfq_A8nXMsQ
What do you like?
There is stuff in my life is good, friends, family, the work im doing. and there is stuff I have that de-stresses me when the bad stuff happens.....stuff
I like stepping out of the shower on a cold day and look at the steam coming off me and pretend that im the human torch, I like an ice cold beer on a warm day, I like playing with lego, I like a really satisfying steak with a backed potato on the side with just a knob of butter for garnish.
I lie taking long walks on a chilly autumn day where i can kick the frost tipped leaves up in the air as I go. I like to crack every knuckle. I like a reaaaaaly good stretch. I like waking up to naked women in my bed. I like it when I walk into the room and someone in it had a smile for me. I like ice in my glass. I like the satisfying crunch my shoes make on fresh snow. I like stationary. I like the feeling you get when you hand in a peace of work that's your best. I like shooting the shit with my brothers. I like when someone phones out of the blue just to see how im doing. I like to receive a handwritten letter from someone. I like it when you catch a girl staring at you and the blush she gets when she realises. I like superhero's. I like the sea. I like swimming. I like to dance like no one else is watching. I like a jack Daniels and coke, lotsa ice. I like books. I like the feeling you get when something new is starting. I like a good cry.
I like the feeling that every day is new , that everything is possible, that the next day could be the day where it all changes for the better.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xfq_A8nXMsQ
What do you like?
Tuesday 2 November 2010
It's a writing thing
So here I sit between class, having the time and the inclination to write but no real inspiration. I decided therefore to come over here and type nonsense for a bit hopefully that will get me going.
I do love writing but sometimes when you are looking at that mocking white page with the little icon thing flashing back and forth , which in my head in my darker moments is saying "no talent no talent no talent" in time with the blinks.....damn what is the little flashy thing called..its not icon, what is it?
TO GOOGLE!!
OK its called a caret.
Now I can move on with my life.
Anyway so the caret is flashing away and bugging me and the page is still maddeningly blank. Steven King once said "writing is easy all you have to do is stare at the blank page until your forehead bleeds" I know what he's talking about. Still any bad day of writing is better than any good day with out it so I persevere.
When I was younger worked in shops I used to write ideas for stories on the back of till receipts. Id hit the "feed" button and reams of white paper would spit out and id write in tiny writing. Sometimes I could fit a whole story on there if it was a quiet enough day. Then later I wrote long hand in old jotter books. I like writing long hand actually, typing has a pain sometimes because it can slow you down if you start making mistakes but the same problem with a twist happens writing with pen. I get excited about what I'm writing and my writing becomes intelligible even to me later. So the detail gets lost.
King says you should write ever day, including your birthdays, Christmas and new years. Frankly he makes a good point as he owns two houses and has more money than Midus. Do I write every day? Technically yes. I have this blog, i write thoughts down but I certainly don't write full blown fiction every day. Perhaps I should? Ah but that might take me away from my studies. But then allot of writers have gotten where they are today by burning the candle at both ends. Most started with full time jobs. King worked washing laundry, and was a teacher of English when his first book "carrie" was sold. He didn't quit his job right away either. It was only when his third book "The shineing" went on sale that he made that move.
Inciently I've just noticed I put both book titles in italics like you have to do in an essay.....sigh its rotted my brain.
In third year for English one of my options is a creative writing module, I'd have to be a fool to pas sup the chance to learn from professionals. Apparently all you have to do is submit a peace of work to them and they allow you in based on that. It also means I can get a gage on whither I'm any good or not. If I'm going to do that of course I should probably be more dedicated and start writing every day....hmmmm
Well Ive got to go as I have a sudden urge to go write
OK favourite author? pace of prose or poetry??
Ive got too many to talk about but I will leave you with a peace of Terry Prattchett
"In the beginning there was nothing. Which exploded"
hehehehehehe
I do love writing but sometimes when you are looking at that mocking white page with the little icon thing flashing back and forth , which in my head in my darker moments is saying "no talent no talent no talent" in time with the blinks.....damn what is the little flashy thing called..its not icon, what is it?
TO GOOGLE!!
OK its called a caret.
Now I can move on with my life.
Anyway so the caret is flashing away and bugging me and the page is still maddeningly blank. Steven King once said "writing is easy all you have to do is stare at the blank page until your forehead bleeds" I know what he's talking about. Still any bad day of writing is better than any good day with out it so I persevere.
When I was younger worked in shops I used to write ideas for stories on the back of till receipts. Id hit the "feed" button and reams of white paper would spit out and id write in tiny writing. Sometimes I could fit a whole story on there if it was a quiet enough day. Then later I wrote long hand in old jotter books. I like writing long hand actually, typing has a pain sometimes because it can slow you down if you start making mistakes but the same problem with a twist happens writing with pen. I get excited about what I'm writing and my writing becomes intelligible even to me later. So the detail gets lost.
King says you should write ever day, including your birthdays, Christmas and new years. Frankly he makes a good point as he owns two houses and has more money than Midus. Do I write every day? Technically yes. I have this blog, i write thoughts down but I certainly don't write full blown fiction every day. Perhaps I should? Ah but that might take me away from my studies. But then allot of writers have gotten where they are today by burning the candle at both ends. Most started with full time jobs. King worked washing laundry, and was a teacher of English when his first book "carrie" was sold. He didn't quit his job right away either. It was only when his third book "The shineing" went on sale that he made that move.
Inciently I've just noticed I put both book titles in italics like you have to do in an essay.....sigh its rotted my brain.
In third year for English one of my options is a creative writing module, I'd have to be a fool to pas sup the chance to learn from professionals. Apparently all you have to do is submit a peace of work to them and they allow you in based on that. It also means I can get a gage on whither I'm any good or not. If I'm going to do that of course I should probably be more dedicated and start writing every day....hmmmm
Well Ive got to go as I have a sudden urge to go write
OK favourite author? pace of prose or poetry??
Ive got too many to talk about but I will leave you with a peace of Terry Prattchett
"In the beginning there was nothing. Which exploded"
hehehehehehe
Monday 1 November 2010
It's a stress thing
I noticed the serious problem my pen was having (see I chew pen lids if im stressed) during my film leacure today, this means that I didn't really pay attention to the lecture. (which was really good cos it was about invasion of the body snatchers) so im sorry I missed it.
Im sorry I just realised how deathly dull this is....
Seriously you sit down with you cup of tea/bottle of beer/tall glass with a dash of rum, milk and ice whatever. And your Oreo cookie.... there's no other options if you don't like Oreo cookies then there's no hope for you. And load up blogger to view your daily slice of odd and suddenly.......pen lid.
Aaaanyway As the pen lid can testify things are stressful right now essays are handed in but now I have to deal with the massive back log of stuff ive missed out on doing owing to essays.
Hopefully this will be the last mention of essays for a while Im sick of typing it. Frankly however thats all that going on in my life right now. Today I over head someone talking about studying for their exams, which in 4 or 5 weeks. I mean yeah be prepared OK but is there any need to scare the bee jebus outa me?
The movie for facebook is coming out soon..... I'm not sure how I feel about this. I mean if were going to go down this road why not have a movie about youtube?
Nic Cage IS the troll. a guy who will go to any lengths to hack people off by making obviously inflammatory comments just to annoy folk.
Or a movie about blogger?
Silverster Stallone IS blogboy34, he mainly talks about his kids with the implications that he is the first person to ever go through 3am feedings.
Just a thought....
So im stressed because when I finish up here I have to go watch two films (cos i missed the leacture) each two hours long for class tomorrow at 9am. I mean normally I'd sit here and watch movies but these are for claaaaass man !!!
Favourite movie you would like to see based on a website?
Mine would be iambored.com. I'd be differant you've got to admit and the title alone would be a draw.
I have to go watch black and white movies till I fall asleep at the keyboard.
Sunday 31 October 2010
It's a Samhain thing
Happy Haloween and a blessed Samhain to you all.
I LOVE this time of year. I've already said in a previous blog why so we wont go into that but I just wanted to say that I do. Also half moon tonight
A fool moon is nothing special, but a half moon... a half moon exists on the edge of things. Anything could happen.
I finally finished all my essays...for this week. I can't even blame it on bad planing or anything because they were due when they were due. Nothing I could have done to prevent it, nevertheless its been a stress. I need one day now where im not bringing home with me. However Ive missed out on some stuff trying to get essays done so now i need to catch up with that. GAH!
I do try to view essays as a chance to show of what ive learned but this week has been a chore.
Im sorry the posts have been a bit lacking of late but hopefully normal service will resume soon. This blog relies on me thinking random stuff then writing it down, at the moment my brain is just full of Shakespeare. So unless you want to hear about that?? Anyone?? you up the back it looked like your hand was raised?? No??? oh......
Hamlet presents us with a dichotomy for two reasons, first....ok ok sorry hehehehe
I'll leave you with a little bit of scare just cos its Halloween.
There was this guy who found a picture in the street. A poleroid of a girl flashing the peace sign at the camera. She was truly stunning this girl. A figure hugging black top and a short but stylish white and black skirt. He couldn't get her out of his head so he asked everyone in his Uni class if they had ever seen her. No one had so he gave up disappointed but still he couldn't let it go. Then one day he spotted her crossing the street and was hit by an on coming car. He was dead before he hit the ground but the car rolled over him leaving him almost unrecognisable.
All the police found on him was a picture of a cute girl in a black skirt. She was holding up three fingers to the camera.
G'night
I LOVE this time of year. I've already said in a previous blog why so we wont go into that but I just wanted to say that I do. Also half moon tonight
A fool moon is nothing special, but a half moon... a half moon exists on the edge of things. Anything could happen.
I finally finished all my essays...for this week. I can't even blame it on bad planing or anything because they were due when they were due. Nothing I could have done to prevent it, nevertheless its been a stress. I need one day now where im not bringing home with me. However Ive missed out on some stuff trying to get essays done so now i need to catch up with that. GAH!
I do try to view essays as a chance to show of what ive learned but this week has been a chore.
Im sorry the posts have been a bit lacking of late but hopefully normal service will resume soon. This blog relies on me thinking random stuff then writing it down, at the moment my brain is just full of Shakespeare. So unless you want to hear about that?? Anyone?? you up the back it looked like your hand was raised?? No??? oh......
Hamlet presents us with a dichotomy for two reasons, first....ok ok sorry hehehehe
I'll leave you with a little bit of scare just cos its Halloween.
There was this guy who found a picture in the street. A poleroid of a girl flashing the peace sign at the camera. She was truly stunning this girl. A figure hugging black top and a short but stylish white and black skirt. He couldn't get her out of his head so he asked everyone in his Uni class if they had ever seen her. No one had so he gave up disappointed but still he couldn't let it go. Then one day he spotted her crossing the street and was hit by an on coming car. He was dead before he hit the ground but the car rolled over him leaving him almost unrecognisable.
All the police found on him was a picture of a cute girl in a black skirt. She was holding up three fingers to the camera.
G'night
Saturday 30 October 2010
it's a famous thing
So this essay is really getting AH SOD IT I WAS ON THE RADIO TODAAAY.
It was awesome sauce. The uni I go to had just started it first radio channel and one on the programs on it is co-presented by a friend of mine and so they asked me on the show. It deals with movies (natch) and so I was on there talking about 3d films, the horror genre and a lot of other stuff that kinda got off topic. But It was really good fun and they asked me back so fun times.
It all felt natural and not at all scary like I thought it would be. . Id always stayed away from the idea of doing radio because i know nothing about music but it turns out that really doesn't matter so something to think about.
Just a quick one cos im still in the middle of essay land but what was ur 5 seconds of fame like?
Been on the news? asked ur opining for the paper?? saved a girl from drowning???
I have to go be famous now, I still have 4 minutes and 25 seconds left
It was awesome sauce. The uni I go to had just started it first radio channel and one on the programs on it is co-presented by a friend of mine and so they asked me on the show. It deals with movies (natch) and so I was on there talking about 3d films, the horror genre and a lot of other stuff that kinda got off topic. But It was really good fun and they asked me back so fun times.
It all felt natural and not at all scary like I thought it would be. . Id always stayed away from the idea of doing radio because i know nothing about music but it turns out that really doesn't matter so something to think about.
Just a quick one cos im still in the middle of essay land but what was ur 5 seconds of fame like?
Been on the news? asked ur opining for the paper?? saved a girl from drowning???
I have to go be famous now, I still have 4 minutes and 25 seconds left
Friday 29 October 2010
It's a poetry thing
The postie has a thankless task
let me in!
he is won't to ask
Our hero is a postie man
who gets up at the crack of dawn
who has to walk, there is no van
who will slip on dog shite on every lawn
He carries a pack that weights a ton
that sound you hear is breaking bone.
One time he walked the steps to number 3
the man who answered was dressed in skirts
"Oi Postie is that packet for me?"
"Why yes my good ...man, for gods sake don't flirt"
He turned away with nea'ry a grin
but had to say something he's that kinda fellow
"I have to ask, don't kick me in"
"why are you wearing that dress of bright yellow"
The man looked down and looked back at our man
"You're right of course my face is aflame"
then with a flourish and an odd note of grace
he turned away with a muttering word
"Is that any way to talk to a dame"
The postie man walked away with a spring in his step
Despite the inflamed knee that was giving him jip
he thought to himself as he got to the last bit
wait till I tell the guys this, the best story Yit
So just for fun here's a new poem, haven't written any in a while and got the urge
Favourate poem??
Mine is Shakespeare's sonnet 116. Especially the line "Love is not times fool" powerful stuff
let me in!
he is won't to ask
Our hero is a postie man
who gets up at the crack of dawn
who has to walk, there is no van
who will slip on dog shite on every lawn
He carries a pack that weights a ton
that sound you hear is breaking bone.
One time he walked the steps to number 3
the man who answered was dressed in skirts
"Oi Postie is that packet for me?"
"Why yes my good ...man, for gods sake don't flirt"
He turned away with nea'ry a grin
but had to say something he's that kinda fellow
"I have to ask, don't kick me in"
"why are you wearing that dress of bright yellow"
The man looked down and looked back at our man
"You're right of course my face is aflame"
then with a flourish and an odd note of grace
he turned away with a muttering word
"Is that any way to talk to a dame"
The postie man walked away with a spring in his step
Despite the inflamed knee that was giving him jip
he thought to himself as he got to the last bit
wait till I tell the guys this, the best story Yit
So just for fun here's a new poem, haven't written any in a while and got the urge
Favourate poem??
Mine is Shakespeare's sonnet 116. Especially the line "Love is not times fool" powerful stuff
Thursday 28 October 2010
It's an honesty thing
So....Honesty.
How honest should you be? Do little white lies just lead to big ones like weed is supposed to lead to crack? Or does the ability to lie keep all from killing each other. I consider myself to be an honest person but no one goes through thier day without lieing at least once. It doesn't happen. Even if you stayed home all day, didn't talk to anyone or anything you would have had to still lie to your boss/tutor so you could stay home.
Most lies are lies of ommision. If you dont bring up the subject or styeer the conversation away from the topic shold it come up. You still arnt telling the truth. I think lies of ommision can get you into truble but in the grand sceem of things are perfictly ok.
Then there are white lies. Yes I tihnk thats a good colour on you. No that hat doesn't make you liike like drug dealer. These lies are good too, because if you didn't have them you would be a, single for most of your life and b, prolly in jail.
Then there is a specific kind of lie. The lie that protects someone from themselves. Thats when someone asks you a direct question and you know the truthful answer will hurt them and so so you lie.
The final kind of lie is the hardest to deal with. Lieing to yourself. Everyone doies it and if you were truthful to yourself all the time it be ahrd going to make it through the day. That said everyone needs a bit of self illusion as well as abit of self truth. A happy medium a always.
So what im saying here is that lieing.... is...... ok.....hmmmm an error seems to have crept in. Lieing isn't a good thing but I seem to have fallen on the side of its fien do what you want......
OK i'll tell you a story about lieing.
Once there was a young boy of about 4 or 5. Well call him Chri...jim. Jim had a problem with another little boy in school...several of them in fact. He wasn't allowed to feel part of anything adn join in any of theri raindeer games. One day one of the boys in Jim's class asked to borrow his sharpner. Jim said no. The other boy insisted he have it and Jim fearing he would never see it again said no again and pushed the other boy. The other boy jabbed Jim in the face with his pensil. When Jim got home his parents were very angry at what had transpired and asked Jim how it happened. Then Jim did a very silly thing. Gratified by all the attention and seeing a way to get back at the mean boys that made him cry all the time he lied. He said it just happened and that the other boy had no reason for doing what he did.
The boys father was very angry and Jim was scared but was now trapped in the lie. Jim's dad drove him all the way to the other boys house and made the boy apologise to Jim. But the boy told Jims father what really happened, the pensil sharpner, the shove, everything. Jim's dad was very quiet on the way back to the house and he said in a dissaponted voice that Jim had lied and that that was worse than anything else. Jim tryed to say sorry but it was too late.
Shudder
Anyway it looks like the subject of lieing has to be viewed ona case by case basis. With a genral edging towards truthfulness if you can.
My favourate lies are the ones that are obviously bat shit but are delivered with such flare that you don't care.
"I didn't get my essay done on time because my friend from out of town came to stay and downloaded porn onto the computer which wiped everything"
(overheard in the queue in the 'handing -in-essay-place')
fun times.
OK its not fair to ask about worst lie you ever told buuuuut I can ask what the worse/best excuse you ever heard??
my absoloute favourate was not a lie but brutal honesty, also in the queue for handing in essays.
"I dindn;t do the essay because I was hallosinating that I was a mermaid for most of the weekend"
P.S I kept the spelling errors in this one on purpose to show you just how much editing goes into this thing....stupid brain.
How honest should you be? Do little white lies just lead to big ones like weed is supposed to lead to crack? Or does the ability to lie keep all from killing each other. I consider myself to be an honest person but no one goes through thier day without lieing at least once. It doesn't happen. Even if you stayed home all day, didn't talk to anyone or anything you would have had to still lie to your boss/tutor so you could stay home.
Most lies are lies of ommision. If you dont bring up the subject or styeer the conversation away from the topic shold it come up. You still arnt telling the truth. I think lies of ommision can get you into truble but in the grand sceem of things are perfictly ok.
Then there are white lies. Yes I tihnk thats a good colour on you. No that hat doesn't make you liike like drug dealer. These lies are good too, because if you didn't have them you would be a, single for most of your life and b, prolly in jail.
Then there is a specific kind of lie. The lie that protects someone from themselves. Thats when someone asks you a direct question and you know the truthful answer will hurt them and so so you lie.
The final kind of lie is the hardest to deal with. Lieing to yourself. Everyone doies it and if you were truthful to yourself all the time it be ahrd going to make it through the day. That said everyone needs a bit of self illusion as well as abit of self truth. A happy medium a always.
So what im saying here is that lieing.... is...... ok.....hmmmm an error seems to have crept in. Lieing isn't a good thing but I seem to have fallen on the side of its fien do what you want......
OK i'll tell you a story about lieing.
Once there was a young boy of about 4 or 5. Well call him Chri...jim. Jim had a problem with another little boy in school...several of them in fact. He wasn't allowed to feel part of anything adn join in any of theri raindeer games. One day one of the boys in Jim's class asked to borrow his sharpner. Jim said no. The other boy insisted he have it and Jim fearing he would never see it again said no again and pushed the other boy. The other boy jabbed Jim in the face with his pensil. When Jim got home his parents were very angry at what had transpired and asked Jim how it happened. Then Jim did a very silly thing. Gratified by all the attention and seeing a way to get back at the mean boys that made him cry all the time he lied. He said it just happened and that the other boy had no reason for doing what he did.
The boys father was very angry and Jim was scared but was now trapped in the lie. Jim's dad drove him all the way to the other boys house and made the boy apologise to Jim. But the boy told Jims father what really happened, the pensil sharpner, the shove, everything. Jim's dad was very quiet on the way back to the house and he said in a dissaponted voice that Jim had lied and that that was worse than anything else. Jim tryed to say sorry but it was too late.
Shudder
Anyway it looks like the subject of lieing has to be viewed ona case by case basis. With a genral edging towards truthfulness if you can.
My favourate lies are the ones that are obviously bat shit but are delivered with such flare that you don't care.
"I didn't get my essay done on time because my friend from out of town came to stay and downloaded porn onto the computer which wiped everything"
(overheard in the queue in the 'handing -in-essay-place')
fun times.
OK its not fair to ask about worst lie you ever told buuuuut I can ask what the worse/best excuse you ever heard??
my absoloute favourate was not a lie but brutal honesty, also in the queue for handing in essays.
"I dindn;t do the essay because I was hallosinating that I was a mermaid for most of the weekend"
P.S I kept the spelling errors in this one on purpose to show you just how much editing goes into this thing....stupid brain.
Tuesday 26 October 2010
It's a habit thing
So I'm eating crisps. I really shouldn't as I have a mild addiction to them. Ie won't commit crime for them but will threaten people with physical violence if you were to eat my last packet.
When I finish a bag I fold it once, twice then twist it once and then tie it in a knot. I do this every time, always the same way. Sometimes I note things like that and worry that I might become obsessive compulsive but then I realise I'm too lazy for that so....
Everyone has stuff like that. How many times have you watched a girlfriend/boyfriend/husband etc... do something and think to yourself "pffft they freekin do that every time with their tea bag. Dip in twice then on the side of the plate. Or they always split open an Oreo and eat each section separately."
At what point though does it move from quirk to full blown psychosis? (a word that apparently I can spell fine but struggle with crisps...I always add an 'h', sigh)
Actually, tomorrow (If I remember) I want to post a blog with all the spelling mistakes in tact to see how much editing one of these things takes cos of my daft brain, should be fun.
...Did I just interrupt myself...twice??? Wow aaaaaanyway. The human brain is a complex machine and so its OK if it throws a cog every now and then. Some of my other habits include
doodling on any peace of paper that passes me by.
Playing with something like a pen lid or paper clip while I'm thinking or doing something else until I have destroyed it to its component atoms
whistle the same three or four bar tune (which I don't know) at odd times.
Say shut up Chris if I think Ive gone too far, in front of people, out loud.
change my pillow round and round through the night searching for the "cool" side
and so on. You know reading this list makes me want to take some kind of "So you think you're a nutter?" test.
I've only just scratched the surface as well. The really fun thing is that you can pass on these quirks to people close to you. I'm sure that the reason my brother twirls his wedding band round and round is because our father does the exact same thing. I started washing dishes with lots and lots of foam (more than you need trust me) after watching my ex do it over and over.
Oh and that doesn't cover the list of things I do with my specs. Wow we'd be here all night. I pull a really long face and push them up on my nose. I scrunch up my face to wiggle them back on if i don't have the energy for the finger thing. I take them off and rub my face if I'm trying to get my thoughts out of my mouth in some kind of order. I twirl the round by one leg.
SO,
You know what's coming don't you?
I would love to hear some weird habits of every ones. You know you want to. Probably my favourite is sometimes, when I think no ones watch i sniff my food before eating it. Not a sniff the milk to make sure its OK, I do a wee sniff of a fork full.
Well I'm off there are some men here that want to fit me for a shirt with extra long sleeves that buckle up the back. Ttfn
When I finish a bag I fold it once, twice then twist it once and then tie it in a knot. I do this every time, always the same way. Sometimes I note things like that and worry that I might become obsessive compulsive but then I realise I'm too lazy for that so....
Everyone has stuff like that. How many times have you watched a girlfriend/boyfriend/husband etc... do something and think to yourself "pffft they freekin do that every time with their tea bag. Dip in twice then on the side of the plate. Or they always split open an Oreo and eat each section separately."
At what point though does it move from quirk to full blown psychosis? (a word that apparently I can spell fine but struggle with crisps...I always add an 'h', sigh)
Actually, tomorrow (If I remember) I want to post a blog with all the spelling mistakes in tact to see how much editing one of these things takes cos of my daft brain, should be fun.
...Did I just interrupt myself...twice??? Wow aaaaaanyway. The human brain is a complex machine and so its OK if it throws a cog every now and then. Some of my other habits include
doodling on any peace of paper that passes me by.
Playing with something like a pen lid or paper clip while I'm thinking or doing something else until I have destroyed it to its component atoms
whistle the same three or four bar tune (which I don't know) at odd times.
Say shut up Chris if I think Ive gone too far, in front of people, out loud.
change my pillow round and round through the night searching for the "cool" side
and so on. You know reading this list makes me want to take some kind of "So you think you're a nutter?" test.
I've only just scratched the surface as well. The really fun thing is that you can pass on these quirks to people close to you. I'm sure that the reason my brother twirls his wedding band round and round is because our father does the exact same thing. I started washing dishes with lots and lots of foam (more than you need trust me) after watching my ex do it over and over.
Oh and that doesn't cover the list of things I do with my specs. Wow we'd be here all night. I pull a really long face and push them up on my nose. I scrunch up my face to wiggle them back on if i don't have the energy for the finger thing. I take them off and rub my face if I'm trying to get my thoughts out of my mouth in some kind of order. I twirl the round by one leg.
SO,
You know what's coming don't you?
I would love to hear some weird habits of every ones. You know you want to. Probably my favourite is sometimes, when I think no ones watch i sniff my food before eating it. Not a sniff the milk to make sure its OK, I do a wee sniff of a fork full.
Well I'm off there are some men here that want to fit me for a shirt with extra long sleeves that buckle up the back. Ttfn
Monday 25 October 2010
It's Druk thung p[art 2
So its that time again.
Drunken blogging
I have two coping methods, 1 is making a joke and 2 i lie about how many coping methods I have. Joking is literally all I have. Seriously at my grandfather funeral (who I loved dearly and I wish to emulate in every way) when my uncle said "this calls for a couple of whiskeies" i said "good idea. Ill have a couple of whiskies too"
Dont get me wrong, i feel the feelings i just deal with them in a specific way.
Call me fat? Ill joke, say im stupid ill joke, birth of my first nehphew ill joke. Is it valid? i dont care this is the way i deal with things.
Point is im stressed about uni work, its not getting on top of me exactly. its just hard and there is alot of pressue. this is my last chance to actually make something of myself. if i cant do this then i end up staking shelfs for the rest of my life. Im actually scared that i will be working in a shop till the day that i die and that i will never make my life worthy. i will die and people will say "chris ?? oh uh yeah i remember that guy, worked in tesco unill he was 55. Heart attack kinda sad" and thats it. after 6 months ill be gone for good
Well i say no fuck that. im going to make it, im going to get a degee with honers and im going to make myself and everyone else proud, but this does change the fact that right now i dont feel like i can cope?. how much work does it take before you crake?? it certainly doesn't make u week to neeed help or indeed when u need help if its right from the beginning or in ur 4th year. i think what im tryig to say is if you need to talk to someoe about it do so even if its a trusted friend ir a officional ....alternativly talk to me im good listner, but if i mak a joke dont take it like im not taking it serouslt i am it justthe way i deal with stress.
Never feel bad that you feel overwhelmed, never feel bad that you have to ask for help and never ever give up just besace its difficult.
I have felt depression, I once stayed in bed for 3 months becuse i didnt see the point of getting up. Everyone hated me after all so what was the point. get a job? ill just be fired. get a girlfriend she'll just leave me "this too wil pass" so they say and im sorry if that seems glib or stupid but it will happen. You are not alone you are not without Friends and family, you too can get over it.
Once i had lost my job, my girlfrfiend of 10 years, my flat, my life all in 3 months. I felt nothing. i felt lke there was no pont i felt i deserved the fate because i was worth nothing.
It will feel hopeless, hard, without point. DO IT. talk to someone. say something. im so sorry but u have to say something to someone. of the hundred billion sperm that swum through that channel you wer the one that made it. you have the fight the drive to make it. and i bow down to you becuase you have the fight to make it.
I love you becuse you will nwver give up, you will make it beause deep down you will say fuck THEM. do it not because i say so but because YOU say so . FUCK THEM
you have to move on, if ur seeing someone that will help or if u jst have a partner that can keep the bad away.
Look you will fell overwhelmed, like it doesnt matter because you dont have a chance. but its opk to feel that wat but you cant let it own you, get angry, get even, get help even if its from me. next time u get an essay? "fuck you i can do this and in half the time!!"
m drunk, gonna go.im sooooo gonnnnna deleate this, the morra
Drunken blogging
I have two coping methods, 1 is making a joke and 2 i lie about how many coping methods I have. Joking is literally all I have. Seriously at my grandfather funeral (who I loved dearly and I wish to emulate in every way) when my uncle said "this calls for a couple of whiskeies" i said "good idea. Ill have a couple of whiskies too"
Dont get me wrong, i feel the feelings i just deal with them in a specific way.
Call me fat? Ill joke, say im stupid ill joke, birth of my first nehphew ill joke. Is it valid? i dont care this is the way i deal with things.
Point is im stressed about uni work, its not getting on top of me exactly. its just hard and there is alot of pressue. this is my last chance to actually make something of myself. if i cant do this then i end up staking shelfs for the rest of my life. Im actually scared that i will be working in a shop till the day that i die and that i will never make my life worthy. i will die and people will say "chris ?? oh uh yeah i remember that guy, worked in tesco unill he was 55. Heart attack kinda sad" and thats it. after 6 months ill be gone for good
Well i say no fuck that. im going to make it, im going to get a degee with honers and im going to make myself and everyone else proud, but this does change the fact that right now i dont feel like i can cope?. how much work does it take before you crake?? it certainly doesn't make u week to neeed help or indeed when u need help if its right from the beginning or in ur 4th year. i think what im tryig to say is if you need to talk to someoe about it do so even if its a trusted friend ir a officional ....alternativly talk to me im good listner, but if i mak a joke dont take it like im not taking it serouslt i am it justthe way i deal with stress.
Never feel bad that you feel overwhelmed, never feel bad that you have to ask for help and never ever give up just besace its difficult.
I have felt depression, I once stayed in bed for 3 months becuse i didnt see the point of getting up. Everyone hated me after all so what was the point. get a job? ill just be fired. get a girlfriend she'll just leave me "this too wil pass" so they say and im sorry if that seems glib or stupid but it will happen. You are not alone you are not without Friends and family, you too can get over it.
Once i had lost my job, my girlfrfiend of 10 years, my flat, my life all in 3 months. I felt nothing. i felt lke there was no pont i felt i deserved the fate because i was worth nothing.
It will feel hopeless, hard, without point. DO IT. talk to someone. say something. im so sorry but u have to say something to someone. of the hundred billion sperm that swum through that channel you wer the one that made it. you have the fight the drive to make it. and i bow down to you becuase you have the fight to make it.
I love you becuse you will nwver give up, you will make it beause deep down you will say fuck THEM. do it not because i say so but because YOU say so . FUCK THEM
you have to move on, if ur seeing someone that will help or if u jst have a partner that can keep the bad away.
Look you will fell overwhelmed, like it doesnt matter because you dont have a chance. but its opk to feel that wat but you cant let it own you, get angry, get even, get help even if its from me. next time u get an essay? "fuck you i can do this and in half the time!!"
m drunk, gonna go.im sooooo gonnnnna deleate this, the morra
Sunday 24 October 2010
It's a commenting thing
So I'm on youtube allot. More than is healthy probably. (spelling fail, every word in that sentence was spelt wrong 1st time round). And the comments are getting me down. See once upon a time two things were true. 1.Not every one was on the internet and so the ones that were on, ie commenting on videos were a certain type. (12-18 boys that were nerds, computer programmers that were nerds, and perhaps 3 girls that were allowed to be nerds at the time).
(the opinion of this writer is that girls can be nerds if they want its just how things were then....He would also like to state id be totally awesome if more girls were nerds)
and 2.these people were socially malajused malcontent's that lived to screw this people.
This is simply not true anymore
98% (figure made up) of the world is now online and so the comments should be a rich tapestry of thoughts feelings and opinions....they are not.
A typical exchange
Imatit says: This is shit. Why bother posting this?
Smallpenis says: So fake.
Obviouslycompensatingforsomething says: Fag
@Obviouslycompensatingforsomething: Your a fag. From wanker69
@wanker69: It's You're not your. If you're going to insult someone get it right noob.
Spamsitethatwillkillyourcomputer says: Wow I liked this!! Want to see real films? go to WWW.dontclickthisforgodsake.com
Imatit: God spammers!!
Obviouslycompensatingforsomething says: Fag
Iwillneverfeelthetouchofawomen: 1st!!!!
And so on...
This means that the whole world now acts like this online. The internet has become the electronic equivalent of a high school bully. He no longer even knows why he thumps people or insults them, it's become a reflex.
Now I have so far resisted replying back to other peoples comments but i have posted comments on vidoes that I like.
A typical exchange
Penfold (this is me btw) says. I actually liked this. It made me laugh. Keep it up!
@Penfold: Fuck me dude. Why don't you just suck his cock. from willdiealone
@willdiealone: leave him alone. He's prolly a 15 year old kid who doesn't know what he's talking about.From hemeantwell
Obviouslycompensatingforsomething says: Fag
and so on...
What Im trying to say here is that just because the internet give you a certain anonimaty this means that people suddenly act like children. Does this mean that deep down everyone wants to throw off the niceties of society and run around covered in paint and screaming in peoples ear so they jump? I hope not
I would like to think that people , deep down, are good people trying to do their best. That the nonsensical gibberish they put on the net is just venting steam over the fact that they may hate their jobs, or are failing math in high school etc...
OK worst/funniest thing you seen on a comments page?
Mine was when someone called someone else. a morose, pathetic thunderjobbie
Made me laugh all day.
Well I gotta go watch twenty compilations of hermoine/ron pictures on youtube set to some music that has long been taken down for copyright violations. ttfn
(the opinion of this writer is that girls can be nerds if they want its just how things were then....He would also like to state id be totally awesome if more girls were nerds)
and 2.these people were socially malajused malcontent's that lived to screw this people.
This is simply not true anymore
98% (figure made up) of the world is now online and so the comments should be a rich tapestry of thoughts feelings and opinions....they are not.
A typical exchange
Imatit says: This is shit. Why bother posting this?
Smallpenis says: So fake.
Obviouslycompensatingforsomething says: Fag
@Obviouslycompensatingforsomething: Your a fag. From wanker69
@wanker69: It's You're not your. If you're going to insult someone get it right noob.
Spamsitethatwillkillyourcomputer says: Wow I liked this!! Want to see real films? go to WWW.dontclickthisforgodsake.com
Imatit: God spammers!!
Obviouslycompensatingforsomething says: Fag
Iwillneverfeelthetouchofawomen: 1st!!!!
And so on...
This means that the whole world now acts like this online. The internet has become the electronic equivalent of a high school bully. He no longer even knows why he thumps people or insults them, it's become a reflex.
Now I have so far resisted replying back to other peoples comments but i have posted comments on vidoes that I like.
A typical exchange
Penfold (this is me btw) says. I actually liked this. It made me laugh. Keep it up!
@Penfold: Fuck me dude. Why don't you just suck his cock. from willdiealone
@willdiealone: leave him alone. He's prolly a 15 year old kid who doesn't know what he's talking about.From hemeantwell
Obviouslycompensatingforsomething says: Fag
and so on...
What Im trying to say here is that just because the internet give you a certain anonimaty this means that people suddenly act like children. Does this mean that deep down everyone wants to throw off the niceties of society and run around covered in paint and screaming in peoples ear so they jump? I hope not
I would like to think that people , deep down, are good people trying to do their best. That the nonsensical gibberish they put on the net is just venting steam over the fact that they may hate their jobs, or are failing math in high school etc...
OK worst/funniest thing you seen on a comments page?
Mine was when someone called someone else. a morose, pathetic thunderjobbie
Made me laugh all day.
Well I gotta go watch twenty compilations of hermoine/ron pictures on youtube set to some music that has long been taken down for copyright violations. ttfn
Saturday 23 October 2010
It's a home thing
So I was at my parents house last night therefore i couldn't be here. Did you miss me? Awwww that's sweet
As I wandered from room to room in that house I was suddenly struck by how different the house looks. The kitchen has been newly fitted and now I can't find anything. My old room ( long since gone of course) is now a guest room etc. The past is a different country ,they say, they do things differently there. I began to wonder at what point does your parent home stop becoming your home? A place to call your own is one of those fundamental things that you need. Somewhere that you feel safe and protected from the outside world. Where you are greeted with a warm smile and a big hug, or maby just a nod and told "theres beer in the fridge".
I've lived in halls of residence for the last year and a half and if there is one place that is not a permanent place to hang your hat its halls. Its very nature is temporary.
Don't get me wrong I loved halls and the people i lived with but it was never a place where you put down the last box after moving, look around with a thousand yard stare, and say "yeah I could really make a go of it here"
Its a state of mind. I go back to my folk house and ...well I'm a guest. I fight the urge to ask permission before using the bathroom.
I think the last home I lived in was with my ex. Counting the amount of time I lived with her and we wearn't together any more I haven't had a "place" for 3 years.
It's a sad kind of feeling really, to not belong somewhere. To lack those smiles of people who are glad to see you.
Then of course I think of the friends I've made here. the people in my life right now who make me happy. The course that I'm doing and how for the first time in a long time I feel like I have a place. Then I realise that home isn't a building its a state of mind.
Welcome home Chrissy
As I wandered from room to room in that house I was suddenly struck by how different the house looks. The kitchen has been newly fitted and now I can't find anything. My old room ( long since gone of course) is now a guest room etc. The past is a different country ,they say, they do things differently there. I began to wonder at what point does your parent home stop becoming your home? A place to call your own is one of those fundamental things that you need. Somewhere that you feel safe and protected from the outside world. Where you are greeted with a warm smile and a big hug, or maby just a nod and told "theres beer in the fridge".
I've lived in halls of residence for the last year and a half and if there is one place that is not a permanent place to hang your hat its halls. Its very nature is temporary.
Don't get me wrong I loved halls and the people i lived with but it was never a place where you put down the last box after moving, look around with a thousand yard stare, and say "yeah I could really make a go of it here"
Its a state of mind. I go back to my folk house and ...well I'm a guest. I fight the urge to ask permission before using the bathroom.
I think the last home I lived in was with my ex. Counting the amount of time I lived with her and we wearn't together any more I haven't had a "place" for 3 years.
It's a sad kind of feeling really, to not belong somewhere. To lack those smiles of people who are glad to see you.
Then of course I think of the friends I've made here. the people in my life right now who make me happy. The course that I'm doing and how for the first time in a long time I feel like I have a place. Then I realise that home isn't a building its a state of mind.
Welcome home Chrissy
Thursday 21 October 2010
It's a career thing
So, I had to fill in some form for uni work. Asking me to reflect on the things ive done for far etc. It got me thinking about where this is all going. I'm in second year now and time is moving at about warp factor 10 here. It gonna be Christmas in like eight weeks or something, nuts, anyway. (if you type in gonna one of the spelling suggestions is gonad heh heh snort). Where do i want to go with my degree? It such a bad question because if I set myself up for a goal ill be disappointed if it goes FUBAR on the other hand it will help with my decision making in 3rd and 4th year if I have at least some idea here this is all going. At the moment my thoughts are
Journalist
writer
im hungry
English teacher
"something" in publishing
did the new episode of smallville come out today
Not what you would call set in marble. See unless you're doing a vocational degree like teaching or nursing I would argue that the question of "what next?" doesn't really occur to people until half way through 4th year. Does this mean im ahead of the game or just a worrier? who knows. What I do know is that I do want to start thinking about what's going to happen.
I'd love to be a writer, but do I have the discipline for that? id bee my own boss sure but my boss is a lazy SOB If I let him.
A teacher? well that would be good too but frankly I remember what teenagers are like and I hated school the first time round
Journalist ? hmm no i have morals...See its hard
So...what do you want to be when you grow up?? bare in mind at this stage of the game "space cowboy" is sadly no longer an option.
Journalist
writer
im hungry
English teacher
"something" in publishing
did the new episode of smallville come out today
Not what you would call set in marble. See unless you're doing a vocational degree like teaching or nursing I would argue that the question of "what next?" doesn't really occur to people until half way through 4th year. Does this mean im ahead of the game or just a worrier? who knows. What I do know is that I do want to start thinking about what's going to happen.
I'd love to be a writer, but do I have the discipline for that? id bee my own boss sure but my boss is a lazy SOB If I let him.
A teacher? well that would be good too but frankly I remember what teenagers are like and I hated school the first time round
Journalist ? hmm no i have morals...See its hard
So...what do you want to be when you grow up?? bare in mind at this stage of the game "space cowboy" is sadly no longer an option.
It's a pre-Halloween thing
So
Yaaaaawwwwn, man I'm tired. Hangover city today. The whole flat went out and had a good time but it means that today its been a little quiet around here and plus I haven't really had the brain capacity to write my name never mind a blog. So right...what to talk about?
I mean if I don't have anything to say why write anything at all right??
Still on reading week so time is supposed to be spent catching up on reading and doing essays etc... i wonder just how many people actually do that? 5% maby the rest, lets face it, probably got home for a week or something.
Getting excited about Halloween now. It getting closer and its my favourite holiday. The reason why is because its the only one you can enjoy for your entire life.
The early passion for Christmas fades over time and if you never have kids its difficult to get it back . New years can only be enjoyed from 20 to say 50 ? because after a certain age drinking all night stops becoming fun. Easter? meh at any age. With Halloween dress up till you're a teenager, then its going out with friends. 20's till 40's or so dress up and drinking. After that its sitting with a bowl of candy handing out treats to people that come to your door.
Its a holiday that's always fun.
Course the other thing is as a pagan this is a special time of year for me too.
Anyway.
I have a digital camera that I picked up for a few quid over a tenner so I'll be posting some pictures at some point that I find interesting this depends on two things of course. a, I can figure out how to work the bloody thing and b, I actually find anything interesting to shoot.
OK my brain is creaking so that means we're done for the day. ttfn
Favourite holiday?? love Christmas, always look forward to martin Luther king day? Let us know
I have to look out my costume....and by costume I mean long coat.......and by look out I mean try and remember where I put it.
Yaaaaawwwwn, man I'm tired. Hangover city today. The whole flat went out and had a good time but it means that today its been a little quiet around here and plus I haven't really had the brain capacity to write my name never mind a blog. So right...what to talk about?
I mean if I don't have anything to say why write anything at all right??
Still on reading week so time is supposed to be spent catching up on reading and doing essays etc... i wonder just how many people actually do that? 5% maby the rest, lets face it, probably got home for a week or something.
Getting excited about Halloween now. It getting closer and its my favourite holiday. The reason why is because its the only one you can enjoy for your entire life.
The early passion for Christmas fades over time and if you never have kids its difficult to get it back . New years can only be enjoyed from 20 to say 50 ? because after a certain age drinking all night stops becoming fun. Easter? meh at any age. With Halloween dress up till you're a teenager, then its going out with friends. 20's till 40's or so dress up and drinking. After that its sitting with a bowl of candy handing out treats to people that come to your door.
Its a holiday that's always fun.
Course the other thing is as a pagan this is a special time of year for me too.
Anyway.
I have a digital camera that I picked up for a few quid over a tenner so I'll be posting some pictures at some point that I find interesting this depends on two things of course. a, I can figure out how to work the bloody thing and b, I actually find anything interesting to shoot.
OK my brain is creaking so that means we're done for the day. ttfn
Favourite holiday?? love Christmas, always look forward to martin Luther king day? Let us know
I have to look out my costume....and by costume I mean long coat.......and by look out I mean try and remember where I put it.
Tuesday 19 October 2010
Its a geek thing
So recently Ive been embracing my geek heritage. You see up until recently I have kept it to myself, since lets face its the whole comics, computer games, sci fi is all kinda "fringe" stuff. So I'm always embarrassed that I'll say something geeky and people will all look at me, the room will go silent, someone will drop a glass and a couple of the men will faint to proclamations of good gods as they slump to the floor.
But as Ive become more comfortable is uni land i have discovered that just about anything goes and in a place where, stoner goggles wearing people go hand in hand with renaissance style intellectuals then being a geek is very small potatoes. Plus i have been informed I have retro cool, now I'm not sue what that means but I'm taken it as a compliment.
I sit typing before you now with no less than four t shirts bearing superhero logo's. superman(TM), batman (TM), ironman(TM) and green lantern(TM).
Green lantern(TM) is my particular favourite, he's a sort of intergalactic police man who protects sector 2814 (earth (TM)). He does this by using the green lantern ring the so called "most powerful weapon in the galaxy" which uses sheer willpower to work.
I think I like him so much because of the shear verity of the stuff he can do, but that a simple blow to the head , if he's not paying attention, can knocking out of a fight. Plus theres that whole yellow thing. Mostly though its watching allot of Warner brothers cartoons as a kid. See GL (TM) can create anything with his ring and sometimes he makes giant anvils and things to drop on people and that just brings me back to watching bugs, daffy and the rest doing the same.
I've also started on my history essay....
The really cool thing about GL (TM) though is he makes mistakes. Most superheros don't do this ( eith the exception of spiderman (TM) because he does nothing but mistakes). The most famous GL (TM) of all times was Hal Jordon who failed to protect his hometown when it was destroyed with a huge bomb. Then he set his Ring to recreate the city down to every lamp post and mail flap. When the guardians (his boss) heard about this they were pissed and called him for disciplinary action, and so he went rogue and tried to take out the green lantern core (TM). He very nearly succeeded.
I admire superheros because they always try to do the right thing in a world of doubt that something to emulate.
So geekiest thing about you??, watch star trek?, like the sci fi channel?, have every season of buffy on dvd??. Let me know :)
Anyway I here the essay calling, Quick!! to the bat pendrive
P.S when I misspelt spiderman earlier one of the things it came up with was "did you mean Superman?" fuckin philistines.
But as Ive become more comfortable is uni land i have discovered that just about anything goes and in a place where, stoner goggles wearing people go hand in hand with renaissance style intellectuals then being a geek is very small potatoes. Plus i have been informed I have retro cool, now I'm not sue what that means but I'm taken it as a compliment.
I sit typing before you now with no less than four t shirts bearing superhero logo's. superman(TM), batman (TM), ironman(TM) and green lantern(TM).
Green lantern(TM) is my particular favourite, he's a sort of intergalactic police man who protects sector 2814 (earth (TM)). He does this by using the green lantern ring the so called "most powerful weapon in the galaxy" which uses sheer willpower to work.
I think I like him so much because of the shear verity of the stuff he can do, but that a simple blow to the head , if he's not paying attention, can knocking out of a fight. Plus theres that whole yellow thing. Mostly though its watching allot of Warner brothers cartoons as a kid. See GL (TM) can create anything with his ring and sometimes he makes giant anvils and things to drop on people and that just brings me back to watching bugs, daffy and the rest doing the same.
I've also started on my history essay....
The really cool thing about GL (TM) though is he makes mistakes. Most superheros don't do this ( eith the exception of spiderman (TM) because he does nothing but mistakes). The most famous GL (TM) of all times was Hal Jordon who failed to protect his hometown when it was destroyed with a huge bomb. Then he set his Ring to recreate the city down to every lamp post and mail flap. When the guardians (his boss) heard about this they were pissed and called him for disciplinary action, and so he went rogue and tried to take out the green lantern core (TM). He very nearly succeeded.
I admire superheros because they always try to do the right thing in a world of doubt that something to emulate.
So geekiest thing about you??, watch star trek?, like the sci fi channel?, have every season of buffy on dvd??. Let me know :)
Anyway I here the essay calling, Quick!! to the bat pendrive
P.S when I misspelt spiderman earlier one of the things it came up with was "did you mean Superman?" fuckin philistines.
Monday 18 October 2010
its a drunk ting
So this is seriously ill advised.
I'm doing one of these half cut. Don't worry there will be no weeping or secret confessions etc...
If you read this and see its gone in the momrning then i apologise as im too cowardly to keep it up.
OK so I suffer from low self esteem. I do and I can't shake it. Is it a tiresome thing where I was bullied? or I was predisposed to it because I'm not...classically good looking? Is just a pathetic short, fat guy thing? is it that easy and obvious?? Wow that kinda sucks, id hate to think that im that predictable.
I dont even realise if thats a ral thought or if its just a feel shit about my self thought
I can actually equate that to my dyslexia, bare with me, when i see a word thats misspelt I know its wrong. I read enough to know that its wrong but I can't fix it. The soloution is right there in my head but I cant figure it out. The same is true with the self esteem thing. i hear people say nice things about me, intelecually i can see there point but i just dont beleave it. i dont think they are lieing but i just dont buy it.
Tell me this though do you ever really take a compliment...anyone!
Yeaaah didnt think so.
I would love to focus on my positives, honestly, but i dont see it heppenning. Does this make me a chore? im....nice in a goofy way. cute, not hansome I'll go as far as cute. im alway there for people i genuinly want to help.
Im not ugly exaclty just not the norm.... i knew this was a mistake
Look all this has a purpose im not just being weird (although that is my thing) I wanted to ask everyone. Do you ever feel like this? like you dont really deserve the hapyness you get. if you dont then I should probibly talk to a professional.
Im ...just ..sick of feeling like i dont matter, im so sorry to burden you? with this. you know the worst part?? im nevrer actaully gonna eleave even if its signed by the lady herself that i can change this about me, am i destined to feel like an asshole forever....
Yeah this is so getting delited tommoro, sorry everyone
I'm doing one of these half cut. Don't worry there will be no weeping or secret confessions etc...
If you read this and see its gone in the momrning then i apologise as im too cowardly to keep it up.
OK so I suffer from low self esteem. I do and I can't shake it. Is it a tiresome thing where I was bullied? or I was predisposed to it because I'm not...classically good looking? Is just a pathetic short, fat guy thing? is it that easy and obvious?? Wow that kinda sucks, id hate to think that im that predictable.
I dont even realise if thats a ral thought or if its just a feel shit about my self thought
I can actually equate that to my dyslexia, bare with me, when i see a word thats misspelt I know its wrong. I read enough to know that its wrong but I can't fix it. The soloution is right there in my head but I cant figure it out. The same is true with the self esteem thing. i hear people say nice things about me, intelecually i can see there point but i just dont beleave it. i dont think they are lieing but i just dont buy it.
Tell me this though do you ever really take a compliment...anyone!
Yeaaah didnt think so.
I would love to focus on my positives, honestly, but i dont see it heppenning. Does this make me a chore? im....nice in a goofy way. cute, not hansome I'll go as far as cute. im alway there for people i genuinly want to help.
Im not ugly exaclty just not the norm.... i knew this was a mistake
Look all this has a purpose im not just being weird (although that is my thing) I wanted to ask everyone. Do you ever feel like this? like you dont really deserve the hapyness you get. if you dont then I should probibly talk to a professional.
Im ...just ..sick of feeling like i dont matter, im so sorry to burden you? with this. you know the worst part?? im nevrer actaully gonna eleave even if its signed by the lady herself that i can change this about me, am i destined to feel like an asshole forever....
Yeah this is so getting delited tommoro, sorry everyone
Sunday 17 October 2010
It's muttermutter thing
So , I've not done much today as it is the official start of reading week and so I have a lot to do in the next few days. In fact i have only ventured out of the house once. It all started about 45 minutes ago when I was on the toilet ( ill spare you the details) and I realised there was no toilet paper....Some one had used the last of it and then left. ( god knows where I've not seen my flatmates for days)
Annnyway, I discovered I need to go to the shop. I got changed, and left the building. I walked past the library , which I only just discovered was there so I'm edgy about it muttermutter. I walked to the bank machine and tried to insert my student card into it. A trawl of my pockets reviled I had neglected to bring my bank card so it was back to the flat.
muttermutter
I got back to the machine in record time and put the card in the options were "see balance", "pin information", print balance". I shrugged and cancellated that and then reinserted the card. The same three options appeared again. Could this be, I wondered, the machines way of saying it had no money left? So I banged my head against the machine and used the one inside the spar shop. I don't normally use it because it takes a while.
Ice ages passed, I grew my beard out wild man style and then shaved it off again. A couple behind me met, started a family grew and old together, the machine beeped "enter your pin".
mutterMUTter mutter
I got to the shop, picked up beers, crisps, fairy liquid (get lemon or you flatmates hands will erupt into contact dermatitis that makes Freddie Kruger's face look like a mild tan). Get caught staring at a women's ass by her boyfriend only for him to give me the thumbs up sign (more on this later) get some other stuff
Stand in the queue. get bored. start to think about what to write for blog. cant think of anything.
the checkout guy puts my purchases into two bags. In bag A he puts the beers, tin of beans, fairy liquid, pie and into bag B he puts the multi bag of crisps
MUTTERmutTER MUTTER
I start to walk back to the flat as my pants start their inevitable slide towards my ankles. I've no idea why they always wait till my hands are full before doing this but they do.
Its at this point that the boy friend reappears. He smiles at me, gives me the thumbs up again, signs I don't normally associate with a beating so I cautiously wave back.
"This is the guy I told you about Beky" he says
The girl next to me grins. "Alright dancing guy" she says
I laugh once loudly and unconvincingly and carry on my journey. My lopsided bags aren't helping and by the time I get to the steps i'm walking like a man who has two prickly pineapples for testicles in a vain attempt to keep my trousers up. I fall into the flat exhausted from my ordeal and then get to my feet and start unpacking. As I walk out of the kitchen to my room I pass the toilet.........
TOLET ROLL !!!!I FORGOT THE TOLET ROLL
MUTTERMUFUCKBALLSSHITTITSARSEMUTTER
Coff, so.....How are you?
I have to go wipe off all the spleen i just vented off the walls.....I'll probably have to use up all the toilet roll
Annnyway, I discovered I need to go to the shop. I got changed, and left the building. I walked past the library , which I only just discovered was there so I'm edgy about it muttermutter. I walked to the bank machine and tried to insert my student card into it. A trawl of my pockets reviled I had neglected to bring my bank card so it was back to the flat.
muttermutter
I got back to the machine in record time and put the card in the options were "see balance", "pin information", print balance". I shrugged and cancellated that and then reinserted the card. The same three options appeared again. Could this be, I wondered, the machines way of saying it had no money left? So I banged my head against the machine and used the one inside the spar shop. I don't normally use it because it takes a while.
Ice ages passed, I grew my beard out wild man style and then shaved it off again. A couple behind me met, started a family grew and old together, the machine beeped "enter your pin".
mutterMUTter mutter
I got to the shop, picked up beers, crisps, fairy liquid (get lemon or you flatmates hands will erupt into contact dermatitis that makes Freddie Kruger's face look like a mild tan). Get caught staring at a women's ass by her boyfriend only for him to give me the thumbs up sign (more on this later) get some other stuff
Stand in the queue. get bored. start to think about what to write for blog. cant think of anything.
the checkout guy puts my purchases into two bags. In bag A he puts the beers, tin of beans, fairy liquid, pie and into bag B he puts the multi bag of crisps
MUTTERmutTER MUTTER
I start to walk back to the flat as my pants start their inevitable slide towards my ankles. I've no idea why they always wait till my hands are full before doing this but they do.
Its at this point that the boy friend reappears. He smiles at me, gives me the thumbs up again, signs I don't normally associate with a beating so I cautiously wave back.
"This is the guy I told you about Beky" he says
The girl next to me grins. "Alright dancing guy" she says
I laugh once loudly and unconvincingly and carry on my journey. My lopsided bags aren't helping and by the time I get to the steps i'm walking like a man who has two prickly pineapples for testicles in a vain attempt to keep my trousers up. I fall into the flat exhausted from my ordeal and then get to my feet and start unpacking. As I walk out of the kitchen to my room I pass the toilet.........
TOLET ROLL !!!!I FORGOT THE TOLET ROLL
MUTTERMUFUCKBALLSSHITTITSARSEMUTTER
Coff, so.....How are you?
I have to go wipe off all the spleen i just vented off the walls.....I'll probably have to use up all the toilet roll
Saturday 16 October 2010
It's a single thing
So...
10 warning signs that you have been single too long
1.you develop an unhealthy relationship with the internet
2. you get a hobby that you previously would have horrified you 4 months ago ( say knitting for example....or building matchstick wonders of the world)
3.you realise you've gained 30 pounds and instead of freaking out you say "meh"
4. when dancing in a club you find a spot where you wont be seen
5.you start hugging friends of the opposite sex sliiiiiiiightly to long
6.you start hugging friends of the same sex sliiiiiiiiighty to long
7.you eat a whole Pringle can in one sitting now
8.Romantic comedies cause you to start muttering darkly about the state of the world
9.you become obsessive about computer games venting all your aggression on them
10.facebook starts offering you Alcoholics Anonymous ads as well as single sites
11. you start bloggin allot more
I often wonder if human are animals that are supposed to be single all the time only to meet someone have some kids and then leave again. I don't think so, apart from anything else society has allot of pressure on people to be a couple. Ads on TV do not feature single people unless its an add for porn or ....no that's it.
Think about it, even the laddish beer adverts usually feature a couple, albeit a warped version of one. Politician's talk about family values, holidays are for 2, 4 or 6 people, when you go to a restaurant the waitress always asks if you waiting for someone if you are there alone.
So no we are not meant to be alone but being single does offer you other opportunity's. When you in a couple (this is just my take on it mind) your job is to make THEM happy and their job is to make you happy. This means allot of your time is taken up with focusing on the other person. When your single you are allowed to focus on yourself.
always a silver lining that's me
OK, so best/worst thing about being single?
Personally the best thing is the freedom it allows you, you are beholden to no one and so can come and go as you please.
Worst thing? having no one in your life you can just hang out with, relax be yourself, all the silly in jokes noone else gets.
Any thoughts??
I have to go I can hear the skittles calling me....and some pringles
10 warning signs that you have been single too long
1.you develop an unhealthy relationship with the internet
2. you get a hobby that you previously would have horrified you 4 months ago ( say knitting for example....or building matchstick wonders of the world)
3.you realise you've gained 30 pounds and instead of freaking out you say "meh"
4. when dancing in a club you find a spot where you wont be seen
5.you start hugging friends of the opposite sex sliiiiiiiightly to long
6.you start hugging friends of the same sex sliiiiiiiiighty to long
7.you eat a whole Pringle can in one sitting now
8.Romantic comedies cause you to start muttering darkly about the state of the world
9.you become obsessive about computer games venting all your aggression on them
10.facebook starts offering you Alcoholics Anonymous ads as well as single sites
11. you start bloggin allot more
I often wonder if human are animals that are supposed to be single all the time only to meet someone have some kids and then leave again. I don't think so, apart from anything else society has allot of pressure on people to be a couple. Ads on TV do not feature single people unless its an add for porn or ....no that's it.
Think about it, even the laddish beer adverts usually feature a couple, albeit a warped version of one. Politician's talk about family values, holidays are for 2, 4 or 6 people, when you go to a restaurant the waitress always asks if you waiting for someone if you are there alone.
So no we are not meant to be alone but being single does offer you other opportunity's. When you in a couple (this is just my take on it mind) your job is to make THEM happy and their job is to make you happy. This means allot of your time is taken up with focusing on the other person. When your single you are allowed to focus on yourself.
always a silver lining that's me
OK, so best/worst thing about being single?
Personally the best thing is the freedom it allows you, you are beholden to no one and so can come and go as you please.
Worst thing? having no one in your life you can just hang out with, relax be yourself, all the silly in jokes noone else gets.
Any thoughts??
I have to go I can hear the skittles calling me....and some pringles
Friday 15 October 2010
It's a fashion thing
SO! hows it going?
I am feeling very cheerful today after looking at how many views i've gotten on this thing. The first i dunno 10 or so had about three views each and yesterdays had 24 ooohhh yeah Im popular!.
I did debate even doing one today since yesterday I got greedy and did two but I figured that since one was a flashback it should be fine.
I need a hair cut the curl on the right hand side of my head is back . It always pops up when it gets too long (that's what she said ) its kinda like when the timer pops out on a thanksgiving turkey to show you its done (tone down the American about 20% bub). I bring this up because image is not important to me really. I don't follow fashion, don't wear the latest style hair cut anything like that but recently I've begun to wonder if I shouldn't maybe tidy up my appearance by say 30% ( what's with all the percentages?? this is startin to sound like a math text book). I mean a 30 year old cant go around dressed like a 20 year old it looks to try hard but then I thought well what are 30 year old's supposed to wear?
Jeans? weeeel there's that whole Jeremy Clarkson thing so we wont go there, then there's proper trousers but I feel stupid in them unless im at a job interview, sweat pants...um no, I went to the shop in my "House trousers" (sweat pants) the other day and ...well.....it was awkward. What does that leave us with??? Shorts? not good for 8 months of the year. Bicycle shorts ? (AHHH MY EYES IT BURNS). Fuckin chinos? nah I'm 30 not 60.
Well there you have it as a 30 year old I should wear ....balls did we run out of clothes for the bottom half? Hmmmm fine what about a kilt? Don't look at me like that I look good in a kilt, I have good legs.
Ok Awkward....
This being said I have taken a look around my fellow students and at the moment the big fashion choice amount men and women is to wear goggles.
We'll take a moment for that to sink in....dont worry I'll wait.....Fine i'll go pee while your freeking out.....Done yet? gordon bennet Fine ill just start with out you ( thats what she said)
Yeah so goggles, various colours, round the neck or on the forehead it all good. Sometimes it makes me feel like im going to uni in the future so thats kinda cool.
So it would appear that one mans sweatpants are another mans goggles, a sentence I can guarantee you have never been written before.
Worst fashion mistake you ever made?? Mine was (apart from a certain hot pink dress) beige shorts, big socks (white), proper shoes (black), and a black t shirt . Oooh ooooh and there was this other time I went to the shops in my dressing gown by accident
ttfn, I have to go throw out some stuff from my wardrobe just to be on the safe side
I am feeling very cheerful today after looking at how many views i've gotten on this thing. The first i dunno 10 or so had about three views each and yesterdays had 24 ooohhh yeah Im popular!.
I did debate even doing one today since yesterday I got greedy and did two but I figured that since one was a flashback it should be fine.
I need a hair cut the curl on the right hand side of my head is back . It always pops up when it gets too long (that's what she said ) its kinda like when the timer pops out on a thanksgiving turkey to show you its done (tone down the American about 20% bub). I bring this up because image is not important to me really. I don't follow fashion, don't wear the latest style hair cut anything like that but recently I've begun to wonder if I shouldn't maybe tidy up my appearance by say 30% ( what's with all the percentages?? this is startin to sound like a math text book). I mean a 30 year old cant go around dressed like a 20 year old it looks to try hard but then I thought well what are 30 year old's supposed to wear?
Jeans? weeeel there's that whole Jeremy Clarkson thing so we wont go there, then there's proper trousers but I feel stupid in them unless im at a job interview, sweat pants...um no, I went to the shop in my "House trousers" (sweat pants) the other day and ...well.....it was awkward. What does that leave us with??? Shorts? not good for 8 months of the year. Bicycle shorts ? (AHHH MY EYES IT BURNS). Fuckin chinos? nah I'm 30 not 60.
Well there you have it as a 30 year old I should wear ....balls did we run out of clothes for the bottom half? Hmmmm fine what about a kilt? Don't look at me like that I look good in a kilt, I have good legs.
Ok Awkward....
This being said I have taken a look around my fellow students and at the moment the big fashion choice amount men and women is to wear goggles.
We'll take a moment for that to sink in....dont worry I'll wait.....Fine i'll go pee while your freeking out.....Done yet? gordon bennet Fine ill just start with out you ( thats what she said)
Yeah so goggles, various colours, round the neck or on the forehead it all good. Sometimes it makes me feel like im going to uni in the future so thats kinda cool.
So it would appear that one mans sweatpants are another mans goggles, a sentence I can guarantee you have never been written before.
Worst fashion mistake you ever made?? Mine was (apart from a certain hot pink dress) beige shorts, big socks (white), proper shoes (black), and a black t shirt . Oooh ooooh and there was this other time I went to the shops in my dressing gown by accident
ttfn, I have to go throw out some stuff from my wardrobe just to be on the safe side
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