Jim's Paradigm

I had a dream.

2005-03-29T15:38:00.000+01:00

[15:28:34] <@Jimmothy> i had the weirdest dream
[15:29:15] <@anu> Do tell
[15:29:28] <@Jimmothy> i don't know where we were going, but we were stood at the bus stop right at the bottom of the
hill. me, dan, and two girls who i've never seen in my life.
[15:30:47] <@Jimmothy> we're stood there, waiting for the bus, and i stick my arm out as one goes by, as you do. every
single time they come shooing past and giving us this awful panicy look. so obviously i'm stood
swearing away at busses as they refuse to stop.
[15:32:22] <@Jimmothy> at one point dan opens his bus pass and its all faded, but really faded. pretty much completely
white, nothing is really detailed enough to make out who we are. so i open mine, same thing. then
we actually look at eachother and it turns out we're dead, you know, in that cliche 'look the same,
but more white all round' way from tv.
[15:33:59] <@Jimmothy> then, two guys pull up all in suits and take dan inside. now the house they take him in is a guy i
knew through highschool. anyway, they're obviously up to somehting but i don't have any urges to go
in and find out what. so i take the car, getting moving, crash it, get it moving again and go on
some mad drive.
[15:35:57] <@Jimmothy> when i'm done driving i'm suddenly in my house remembering all the things i saw on the way, and
noticing how as i'm getting a drink one of these black suit guys is stood there. so i offer him a
drink, he says orange juice, i say we don't have any. then i hear shouting. that house they took
dan in is suddenly my house on the inside. all this shouting is, "You WILL accept Jesus". and after
that i don't remember much..
[15:36:26] <@Jimmothy> so really, i was dead, my friend was dead, these two girls weren't dead, and these two guys wanted
us to accept jesus
[15:36:34] <@Jimmothy> the end
[15:36:43] <@anu> Wow
[15:36:48] <@anu> Just wow.
[15:36:54] <@Jimmothy> did that even make sense?
[15:37:00] <@anu> Not one bit.
[15:37:03] <@Jimmothy> haha
[15:37:11] <@anu> But I'd like to make a movie of it.

Scary movie

2005-03-24T09:10:00.000Z

Over the last few months I've seen both 'The Grudge' and 'Boogieman', both of which are made by the same guy, both crap.
No one gets scared by films. Apparantly The Exorcist was scary, but that's lies. Though I did jump as the candle blows up in her face in the attic.
So, this is my plan for a scary movie:

A black screen.
Some crappy words fade up. Something like, "don't look away". Tacky? Yes, but meh.
Few more seconds of black.
And bam! It cuts to a scene of a toaster just popping up!
Then back to some black screen and credits.
(No music at all.)

Genius, isn't it? Not sure what I'll call it yet.

Boys aged 10 and 11 'tried to rape' pupil.

2005-03-17T00:17:00.000Z

A BOY of ten and his 11-year-old classmate dragged a girl into the toilets at an after-school club and tried to rape her, a court heard yesterday.
The boys allegedly took turns to stand guard while they attacked the terrified 11-year-old, warning her: 'If you tell anyone we will beat you up'.
After the incident the girl returned to a skipping game with her friends while the boys headed off to the school sandpit.
As they went accross the playground one shouted: 'Same time tomorrow,' Inner London Crown Court heard.
The older boy, now 12, sobbed moments after he was asked to raise hand so the jury could identify him.
He was cuddled by his solicitor as she poured him a glass of Ribena and wiped his face with a tissue. The younger boy also began to cry as the case was opened, using his sleeve to wipe away his tears.

The boys and alleged victim all attended the same school in North London, the court heard. None can be named for legal reasons.
The girl was waiting for her parents to collect her when the boys called her over. Her best friend who was with her at the time was told to 'back off', jurors heard.
Prosecutor Michael Birnbaum said: 'The two boys dragged her to a toilet and the younger one stood guard outside while the elder was inside trying to get the girl to perform a sex act on him.
'Then the roles were reversed older one stood guard outside the loo while the younger did the same. In addition he ordered the girl to put her legs around his body while he lifted her up.'
The boys deny attempted rape and sexual assault last May. The trial continues.

By Oliver Stallwood.

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I felt physically sick on this bus this morning. The above is why.

Lately I have become a consumer whore.

2005-03-14T16:12:00.000Z

Recently I've decided to buy DVDs and CDs, not download them.

(There's a tiny bit of truth there.)

In the last two weeks I've bought the following:

Trainspotting (2 discs)

Fight Club (2 discs)

Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels; Snatch; Layer Cake (Boxset)

City Of God

Pulp Fiction (2 discs)

American Pie Trilogy (Boxset with 4th disc)

And the new Lemon Jelly album, '64-'95.

This totals to roughly £100. This all started because I wanted to buy the Lemon Jelly album rather than download it, and this was only because I bought the first two for £20 and wanted them to look all nice an boxed.

Now playing: Celaphane - Coming off of DVDs (Plastic Bag Mix)

2005-02-10T01:40:00.000Z

Last week I constantly caught myself wondering while my shoelaces wouldn't stay tied.
I have no concentration issues or anything, I just keep thinking about random inane things.

And now I'm out of stuff to say, so I decided Dictionary.com needs a random button. I may learn some nice new words from it, and if I'm lucky they will be big and impressive.

What is it with everyones English lately

2005-01-25T10:34:00.000Z

Suddenly everyone doesn't feel up to typing in the slightest - I see "im" everwhere, what's so hard about "i'm"? I don't bother capitalising I's either, but leaving out the '? You lazy fuck.

It gets worse when they type full sentences including all the , and ;'s.

Also, why are people moving their punctuation away from the words out into the middle by themselves? I don't know if it's right or wrong since I'm no English wizard, but it annoys me, like how the toilet paper being on way wrong does.

It's like the internet is reverting. Next they'll quite happily be typing 'u' instead of 'you' again - then all of a sudden they won't have thumbs. That'll teach 'em.

Music.

2005-01-16T02:21:00.000Z

Common fears to a mother of young children include the following: Meningitis, the mumps, measles, and chicken pox. There's now a new threat to the growth of your children; bad musical taste. In recent years children have been growing up with poor musical tastes, and the dress sense that comes with them. Do you want your child listening to Britney Spears? Fuck no. Catch this early; catch this now; prevent this bad taste and tarty dress; have your children listen to good music.

As we all know, a child’s first education starts in the home, so turn off the radio. Just do it. Think of the children.

Leaving that radio on is like leaving your child sat with something germ ridden, except these are radio waves, not yucky stuff. The radio waves themselves aren’t harmful, but the constant aural bombardment of over processed vocals and ‘bleep bleep bloop bloop’ noise is. You need to take a stand, and you need to take it now before your child begins to become mesmerized with Top of the Pops and MTV.

Top of the Pops and MTV are major culprits in filling your child’s head with crap.

Not only will they be rolling around all over the place filling their nappies left right and centre, they’ll hum. Oh yeah, humming! This is intolerable. Do you want your child humming away Britney’s latest hit? No, you don’t, and for your own sanity you should prevent this. Later in life your child may want dress like Britney Spears, and that other blonde tart, the dirty one, you know. Anyway, her, and you can’t have that, those hussies.

Your child seeing these crap artists live may result in injuries. Sounds unbelievable, I know, but entirely possible. Have you seen the music videos? Awful, awful stuff.

Do you want your precious bundle of joy trying to do a little Busted-esque jump off the couch? No, you don’t. They could break their tubby little arses if they don’t land right, and no one likes sitting in casualty for four hours.

Do you want them bumpin’ and grindin’ like a miniature whore? No, didn’t think so.

I can only imagine one thing worse that you wouldn’t wish on your child – hip-hop, or a heroin addiction. Or maybe being oh so ‘goth’. Damn those kids are annoying.

Good music should be taught in school. Like the difference between right and wrong.

Hip-hop? Shut up. It’s some guy who’s taken one of his dads records, put it on a turntable and hit play while he has friends round, then they all talk gibberish for a few minutes. Then when they grow up they do it for money! Fuckers.

I suppose you could slag off every single genre of music in the same way, like how there’s a lot of bands that sound like they were recorded in a damp cellar, yet they were recorded in a top end New York studio and mixed in L.A. or something.

I’ll stop now since this was all for my own entertainment, and I was entertained.

The New Year.

2005-01-12T14:35:00.000Z

It's now day twelve of 2005. Not sure about you, but I have a day every year when I realise it’s the New Year.

It used to be the first day back at school where you’d think it’s gone so quickly, yet months before you were thinking how much it dragged; this year it was looking at DVDs and noticing a Forest Gump 10 year anniversary edition.

I was eight years old back then, and I’ve seen the film don’t know how many times.

Time flies I suppose.

Maybe I’ll rent Forest Gump.

Happy New Year, and don’t forget to stop writing 2004 on everything. You know you do it.

#21 - Green Day - Macy's Day Parade [3:33]

2004-12-29T22:06:00.000Z

I love that film.

I just watched Garden State again and it got better. As always I noticed things I never saw before.

When Unz said it was the greatest film he’d ever seen I said it wasn’t that good, and I think I’m right. It was good, but not absolutely amazing, just clever.

I loved the way it was done – the majority of scenes were awkward situations, the way they were filmed and directed it’s like you’re there, you can feel the awkwardness, and you’re laughing, but you feel you should be holding it in as not to be rude.

I wish I could compare this film to ever other film I’ve watched this past year, and other previous years, but I can’t. Shame really because I’m sure it’d be interesting to me.

Makes me think I should have a notepad and pen at hand during everything I ever get involved with, even if its something as simple and mundane as “You made your dinner, so later, when mum asks you can say ‘yeah, I ate’ and not look like an idiot as always”.

I deleted a paragraph that was here.

Anyway, second time round it was better; much, much better.

Can winter make you a little more glum than usual? I’d ask in hyjinx, but I’d feel kind of stupid, like I do asking here, but here I have the hope it won’t be seen.

I’ve been listening to new music and some of it is great, so great I can’t put it down.

The Arcade Fire – Funeral

I cannot stop listening to it. Track six is amazing, and I really mean it. This track sends a shiver down me at the end nine times out of ten, it’s that good.

The Shins – Oh, Introverted World

A few tracks are on the Garden State sound track, so I got the sound track, liked it, and got the OST. Its good, really, it is.

The Chemical Brothers – Push The Button

I think this is to be released in ’05 at some point, but this is the internet where advanced copies roam free in amazing --aps quality. (Ripped with exact audio copy, and encode through LAME mp3 in --alt preset standard.)

Death Cab For Cutie – Transatlantisism

I don’t think this is from 2004, but its good, wish I’d discovered them sooner.

I could listen to ‘The New Year’ on repeat a fair bit.

Ben Folds – Ben Folds Live

Not new to me – I had a few of the tracks, loved them, and wondered where they were from but never looked. Well now I have them. I like it. The End.

06. The Arcade Fire - [Funeral - #06] Crown of Love [4:42]

Simple recipe for a Christmas film.

2004-12-24T02:38:00.000Z

I’m not a big fan of Christmas films at all – they all seem to feature Tim Allen or whatever he’s called. I like Love Actually, and that’s about it.

It’s now Christmas eve here, 02:26am, and there’s some random film as I’m flipping channels; I have no idea what this film is, but it was at a battle scene with ninjas and the like, then I realised some of them have pitchforks, and then a few seconds later there’s a vampire lady. This is all totally wtf worthy, which is great! So now I’m gonna lay down key features to a Christmas film I’d like.

Ninjas. They must have pitchforks, and maybe we can get that Jackie Chan guy?
A vampire lady: she’ll be the damsel in distress.
Scrooge, but Scrooge will be called “Scrooge McDuff”, and he’ll be played by Steven Segal.
It’ll have to have a good guy, so I choose John Cussack, because I like him, he’s funny, and he was also on the other channel.
Needs Satan. Yes, Satan, not Santa. A film can never have enough Satan.
Needs a cheesy school prom; how I’ll get it in there I don’t know, but it needs one, preferably with a Ska-pop type band – Save Ferris would be nice, but Reel Big Fish – Dateless Losers is a good track, and probably more fitting.
Oh, it has to all be in the Caribbean, except when there are ninjas; those scenes will be filmed in London and passed off as the Caribbean ‘cause that’s what happens with films.
I also want a U.F.O. scene, but that’d be a bit whacky and out of place.

55. Ben Folds - Say Yes; Live (Elliott Smith) [2:09]

2004-12-21T08:44:00.000Z

I keep sleeping through my alarm on a morning. The other day someone messed with my hi-fi from FM radio to MW; MW is just white noise and some occasional stations. I got white noise, and amazingly, white noise doesn’t wake me.

So last night I reset my radio back to Radio One so I’d wake, and bam! It didn’t wake me this morning, it was set, and I checked too, it was rather loud, yet my phone alarm woke me.

I hate being late so sleeping through stuff isn’t good.

11. Bill Hicks - [Arizona Bay] Living God [1:05]

2004-12-16T23:53:00.000Z

This morning at roughly 8:50am I lost a dear friend – my Headphones.

I’ll miss you, Headphones. We were rarely separated, and always having fun.

When I was bored and wanted to hear music, you were there for me, with your warm natural extra bass, your comfortable outer cups that fitted snugly around my ears, and your fourteen Ft. cord.

I’m going to miss your company. All those long drives, bus rides, late nights, all nighters, weekenders, films, TV, and games.

Who else will keep my attention?

No one else could make me as ignorant as you, you just had that spark.

No one could make me want to walk around oblivious to moving objects, constantly risking my life every time I stepped out of the house.

On coming traffic? Sure, but I have some music to listen to!

R.I.P Headphones.

Because I'm not creative.

2004-12-09T13:54:00.000Z

-12:02:07- <moonman> totally, I'v said it once and I'll say it again, when I die I'm going to be lsitening to needle in the hay
-12:02:33- <moonman> that song going to take me into the next plane of what ever
-12:02:36- <Jimmothy> i should plan that far ahead
-12:02:42- <moonman> totally
-12:02:10- <moonman> the guitar rife on that song is so simple it's awesome!!!!
-12:02:30- <moonman> it's like deep and simple
-12:03:00- <Jimmothy> ''So this one time, as my life was flashing before my eyes, I thought, 'Woah! What song will I die to!?', then there was impact - damn I hated getting that pie on my face. Death to clowns.''
-12:03:12- <DitzyDana> oh
-12:03:13- <moonman> hahahaha!!
-12:03:19- <moonman> whats that from?!
-12:03:27- <Jimmothy> nothing
-12:03:32- <Jimmothy> i just typed that right now
-12:03:38- <moonman> hahaha!
-12:03:41- <TenaciousC> deep
-12:03:46- <moonman> I <# you dude
-12:03:50- <moonman> yeah <#
-12:03:52- <Jimmothy> i should blog that, since thats the only thing i've thpought of in days
-12:03:53- <moonman> all the way
-12:04:03- <TenaciousC> i liked it
-12:04:16- <moonman> that should be on a tee-shirt in hot topics, you sell out bastard!
-12:04:24- <Jimmothy> heh

This album is pretty crap.

2004-11-30T01:05:00.000Z

For my birthday my grandma gave me a fair bit of cash to do stuff with, I decided the bright thing to do would be to put it away somewhere – this meant I had to get up at round 7-8 am Saturday morning to be in town for 9, well, that didn’t work, I fell back asleep to be woken at 8:50. That’s boring so I’m going to skip that and tell you that this album really isn’t so great. In a way, a warning.

‘Snow Patrol – Final Straw’

It’s not crap, but it isn’t great - it’s pop music.

If you’re like me and don’t really listen to the radio anymore you won’t really be up-to-date and know what’s been in the charts recently, so you don’t know which are the singles. Well, this album makes it kind of obvious – track 01 – ‘How to be dead’ is a single – track 06 ‘Chocolate’ is also a single, and it wouldn’t surprise me if track 07 ‘Run’ is too.

All the above tracks stand out to me like all singles do on albums.

We all know how pop music is made: Band signed, given big loan, they use to loan to get a producer, get decent equipment, pay for rehearsal space/time, then studio time to record, and mix. Next is shooting any videos or other means of promotion.

After all this they have to hope they sell enough to pay back the large loan and hopefully make more, as future money is their pay.

In my opinion I’d say this album wasn’t worth £12.99, though I’d probably see them live if they played Leeds, and I could get a friend or two to go.

That was boring too, and this next bit will be too. Damn I’m exciting, fun, and sociable.

If you bothered to read all that crap you can now know that I made paper boats for three hours yesterday afternoon. That’s what I did at that course; made boats. Amazing, isn’t it? Not only did I make boats, I taught others to make them too, this included the other people on this course and the supervisors.

Oh, I also feel like I’m being a dick lately. Not to anyone in particular, just everyone.

I don’t like it at all.

[now playing - Snow Patrol - Run]

Heh.

2004-11-17T17:54:00.000Z

This morning I went to the cinemas. This meant I was up at 6am, well, something like that. Anyway, leave at 8:45am, get there at 9, get to where I’m headed for 9:10, and then caught the bus at 11.

Since the film didn’t start till 11:55 me and Phil to go look at HMV, originally I wanted to go buy new headphones, but I thought “Oh, lets go look at HMV, see if there’s anything I want”. So we did, and I ended up leaving with two Lemon Jelly albums, and Phil got series one of the x-files – this meant I didn’t get new headphones, and that I’ll have to go back some other day.

Oh, the film was ok. Saw ‘The Grudge’.

Pretty funny, but really obvious in what happens next, but that’s just my opinion.

Lemon Jelly – Lemonjelly.ky (2000)

Lemon Jelly – Lost Horizons (2002)

« ¤ Lemon Jelly - Kneel Before Your God [7:21] ¤ »

Death, and so on.

2004-11-10T01:25:00.000Z

Unedited because that'd be dishonest. Thanks moon for the logs 'cause I forgot to send myself them.

[19:07] <Jimmothy> i hate constantly yawning, i feel so rude in public, i go as far as sitting with my hand covering my mouth 90% of the time
[19:08] <moonman> damn, do your eyes water from it?
[19:08] <Jimmothy> i permanently look bored, tired, and generally exhausted
[19:08] <Jimmothy> yeah
[19:09] <Jimmothy> if someone held a gun to my head and said "Explain it all, but do just that, talk, nothing more, nothing less." I'd probably laugh and yawn at the same time
[19:09] <Jimmothy> then bang, it all goes purple
[19:10] <moonman> lol!!! purple
[19:10] <Jimmothy> that's the colour i've always imagined death since as long as i can rememeber, so maybe thursday
[19:10] <madame_ava> lol
[19:11] <madame_ava> waaa why wont this work>
[19:12] <Jimmothy> the grim reaper would stand there with his scythe saying "It;s your turn." and i'll be like, "You look kinda camp, though you also look very stylish."
[19:12] <Jimmothy> "Nice sandals, too."
[19:12] <madame_ava> heheh
[19:12] <Jimmothy> "Shame about the socks."
[19:12] <madame_ava> lol!
[19:13] <Jimmothy> my dvd popped in and out, its a clear sign of the appocalypse
[19:13] <Jimmothy> appocolypse always makes me think of tropical fruit drinks
[19:14] <Jimmothy> maybe with some vodka
[19:14] <madame_ava> heh
[19:14] <madame_ava> mmm..vodka
[19:14] <moonman> damn I wonder if there is a drink called the appocolypse
[19:14] <Jimmothy> heh, deaths just a big jessy with a limp wrist, good fashion sense, nice arse, and a listhp
[19:14] <moonman> !google drink appocolypse
[19:14] <madame_ava> !google damn!
[19:14] <JimOp> Result: Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph! It's You Damn Kid! - [ http://www.youdamnkid.com/ ]
[19:14] <Jimmothy> haha
[19:15] <moonman> lol
[19:15] <moonman> !google drink mix appocolypse
[19:15] <JimOp> Result: The New Dawn Tour Road Journal - [ http://www.fullsteamahead.net/journal.html ]
[19:15] <madame_ava> !google bartenders guide
[19:15] <JimOp> Result: The Webtender - Mixed Drink Recipes and Bartending Guide - [ http://www.webtender.com/ ]
[19:15] <moonman> nice!
[19:15] <madame_ava> :D
[19:16] <moonman> http://www.webtender.com/db/drink/4992
[19:16] <moonman> HA!
[19:16] <moonman> there totally is
[19:16] <madame_ava> w/ vodka?
[19:16] <moonman> and it has vodka
[19:16] <Jimmothy> wonder if theres any books written about death and its homosexuality, i think it'd be hilarious and probably a big seller to anyone who isnt' GWB
[19:16] <moonman> lol
[19:16] <moonman> hahaha
[19:16] <Jimmothy> seriously, that'd be a rocking book
[19:17] <Jimmothy> maybe in diary form
[19:17] <madame_ava> wow that drink sounds yummy
[19:17] <moonman> heh
[19:17] <moonman> I'll be back!
[19:18] * moonman is now known as moon|afk
[19:18] <madame_ava> when ever he says that it's like 2 days later
[19:19] <Jimmothy> "So, me and Jesus were out to pickup, Geoffry, 87, from the Caribean, and we decided to have a little holiday trip. I mean, c'mon, even death needs a holiday, and wearing this cloak has left mty bones looking pretty pasty, I'm in serious need of a tan. -Love, Death."
[19:19] <Jimmothy> a whole book of little things like that
[19:19] <madame_ava> heh
[19:19] <madame_ava> write it!
[19:19] <Jimmothy> i wish
[19:20] <Jimmothy> i can't write stuff like that for toffee
[19:20] <madame_ava> wooo!!!! i got it i rock!
[19:20] <madame_ava> you just did :P
[19:20] <Jimmothy> which is great, cos i don't really like toffee so much
[19:20] <madame_ava> really? i like it
[19:20] <Jimmothy> ok, i did, but sitting looking at word, that just wouldn't come out
[19:21] <madame_ava> well just take the little bits that come to you
[19:21] * madame_ava is burning a dvd!!
[19:21] * Jimmothy is too
[19:21] <madame_ava> woo!
[19:22] <Jimmothy> i think death and jesus would get along great
[19:22] <Jimmothy> hm
[19:22] <madame_ava> maybe they would sit around drinking apocolypses?
[19:22] <Jimmothy> i'm gonna blog this whole thing about death
[19:23] <Jimmothy> they prolly would
[19:23] <Jimmothy> looking all hip and trendy
[19:23] <madame_ava> when in doubt...pinky out
[19:24] <Jimmothy> hah
[19:24] <Jimmothy> i need to edit all this
[19:24] <Jimmothy> ooh, my dvds fone
[19:24] <Jimmothy> done*
[19:24] <madame_ava> mines 60%
[19:25] * Jimmothy is now known as Jim|writes|edits
[19:31] <Jim|writes|edits> ugh, bloggers not loading
[19:38] <meowza> ima take a quick nap yalls!
[19:38] <meowza> no one go anywhere!
[19:38] <Jim|writes|edits> ok!
[19:38] <madame_ava> ok!
[19:38] <Jim|writes|edits> wait, i might go to bed
[19:38] <meowza> actually go anywhere you want but be back at roughly the same time give or take a couple days

[now playing - Alkaline Trio - Trouble breathing]

Admirers and links.

2004-11-01T10:50:00.000Z

Two days ago someone commented on an older post with:

“Well I read this because I hoped you where dying and now I am disapointed that you arent. Die you faggot die.”

Which was…nice, I suppose. Personally I like this, I find it quite funny, and some wannabe psycho reading is better than no one reading at all, right?

It’s a shame this person wants to be anonymous.

Also, sorry to disappoint you anonymous reader, I am not a homosexual drama queen. (Well, maybe a bit homosexual and very queen.)

Plus: “Well I read this in the hope you were dying, but sadly I am disappointed that you aren’t. Die you faggot die.” Would have been worded better. :)

In other news, Galoot is updating all his links to other worther blogs, I’ve been slacking so I am taking it upon my self to copy and paste all his links here.

2004-10-25T20:03:00.000+01:00

Today I went to Batley to start a course. Obviously being the first day it was more of an induction.

I left the house at 12:30 and got there for 13:05. Being early, I decided I’d sit there, outside, on a bench, in the rain with my hood up. At half past I went inside and signed in, and then I was lead down stairs for a few minutes before being taken off up two flights of stairs where we all sat down.

We just wrote our name on a sticker which we then stuck on ourselves.

Fun.

Thinking about it now it wasn’t really fun at all, yet I left in a great, happy mood, and I’m still happy. I think I might actually be smiling.

« ¤ The Goops - Build Me Up Butter Cup [3:21] ¤ »

Do you have your own taste in music?

2004-10-20T23:01:00.000+01:00

I could just put yes or no here, but I’m not going to, I’m going to explain where this has come from and a bit about my taste.

I was reading a SomethingAwful thread. The guy claims he doesn’t like music, well, not so much doesn’t like, just doesn’t really have a preference, doesn’t own any CD’s, and pretty much doesn’t have his own taste.

I personally thought this was strange. Just not liking music. That comes across as really strange. Right now I’m listening to ‘Alkaline Trio – San Francisco’, now that may not be your taste, but it’s mine. I don’t mind if you don’t like it, that’s not what I’m trying to go on about.

Earlier today I was listening to something, not sure what, but I’ve had music on all day. I can’t really think of something without music, most of my memories have music involved, even if its riding the bus to college, I was probably listening to ‘NOFX – I Heard They Suck Live’, riding in the car, maybe ‘Alkaline Trio – Alkaline Trio’ or ‘Blink 182 – Dude Ranch’, holidays, each one with music tied in, like sort of a soundtrack.

Even the little things from when I was around eight years old, probably something my dad had on, Queen, Gary Glitter, Human League, Nirvana, or just the Top 40 on a Sunday evening.

Personally I think I’m a pretty boring person, without music I’d have even less to talk about.

So, I’m still listening to ‘Alkaline Trio – Goddamnit’ because I’m avoiding listening to everything enqueued because I don’t want to hear certain songs because of the memories and associations.

Part one.

2004-10-19T17:43:00.000+01:00

Yesterday I went to the remembrance of my grandma Dorothy.

It was strange from the start since I had to wear a suit. My dad brought a suit over for me, I tried it on, it fit, and I felt like I looked stupid.

We drove over to my granddads bungalow over in Morley and sat around for 20 or so minutes and also saw my uncle Paul for the second time since I was born.

The first time was a week and one day previously.

My uncle Paul is the black sheep of the family type person. He stole my granddads car in his teens and wrecked more than two or three cars, my grandparents were paying off the debt for years over just that, and then there’s plenty I don’t know about, or don’t remember.

Anyway, we got in the car fifteen minutes before the remembrance and set off. St. Peters church is like five minutes from where my granddad and grandma were living.

We got out, crossed the road, and started to talk to relatives we haven’t seen in a while. I didn’t really say much, except to one person, I think she was my auntie Sarah, so I’ll pretend she is.

Aunt Sarah: “I bet you don’t remember me do you?”

Me: “I’m…”

Aunt Sarah: “You’re Paul, right?”

Me: “…No, I’m James.”

Aunt Sarah: “Oh, sorry. I bet you don’t remember me do you?”

Me: “I have no clue who you are.”

Aunt Sarah: “Last time I saw you, you were only this big” [demonstrates with hand]

Me: “Sorry, but I really don’t have an idea who you are.”

…

Dad: “Doesn’t our James look smart in a suit?”

[I stopped listening right there.]

The amount of times I heard “Doesn’t our James look smart in a suit?” and “Doesn’t he look like a rich rock star?”

I don’t like attention, and I really don’t want it on a day about the remembering my grandmother.

The service went well, the priest said his parts, then my granddad, and then Andrew, a friend of the family, and that was it.

After that it was across the grave yard to the tea rooms for tea, coffee, scones, and biccies.

If you’ve got this far you’ll realise it wasn’t exciting one bit.

Apparently my cousin Jodi got a bollocking for being a bit anti-religion. I’m not big on religion, but I’m not going to rant about it in a church. I’m not even going to give my opinion here; my opinion on religion isn’t worth knowing, just like anyone elses.

Part two: Advertisements.

I don’t mind advertisements, they’re someone’s job, and they keep people in pay.

It’s just the adverts and the times they show at. I usually watch TV round the time I eat tea (evening meal), so round 6pm.

6pm is where the prime time starts, so this is the best time to advertise since there’s a better audience to see their product.

That’s great, but I don’t want to see adverts about feminine hygiene, and baby products. I’m not sure why but these annoy me. Now you probably think I’m a bit strange, but everyone has little things that annoy them.

« ¤ Alkaline Trio - I'm Dying Tomorrow [2:18] ¤ »

2004-10-17T16:16:00.000+01:00

I’m bored and I want to write about something, except there’s nothing that’s really bothering me enough, or interesting me enough.

Oh, hey, these new tablets make me sleep pretty well. In the last two days I’ve had maybe 23 hours of sleep. I’d have thought that was great, but I kept missing people, and other things.

All I ever do is listen to lots of music all day long, occasionally eat on time, and exercising. Its repetitive and boring, so feel free to comment and say things like “Go get a job you lazy bum.” And “You’re better off dead, get the hint.” Or just say something completely random and funny. Whichever.

« ¤ Alkaline Trio - Cooking Wine [2:18] ¤ »

2004-10-14T21:51:00.000+01:00

MSN Messenger.

I’m going to whinge about the pathetic crap people put in their MSN messenger names, then I’ll try to remember why the hell I downloaded it in the first place.

I think I had intentions of keeping in touch with my high school friends. I do keep in touch, they’re online right now probably, I just don’t care enough to try start a conversation. Conversations seem to be awkward lately, not with people from high school, everyone I know. Well, over the internet anyway.

Well, that was short. I have nothing to go on about really, the only thing I’ve done today is ring to confirm I’ll be doing a course thing on the 25^th of October, and I’ve had a bath – so, riveting day all-round.

Oh! Backwards smiles.

Yeah, backward smiles piss me off something rotten. Don’t ask why, ‘because I don’t know, but they do.

Look:

Happy smile. : )
Backward happy smile that looks mentally handicapped and physically ill. ( :
Sad smile. : (
Backward sad smile that looks menacing, like it’s about to grab you by the hand and jam your finger nail into a belt sander, then pull your bleeding hand out and generously splash it with vinegar. ) :

Somehow these stupid backward smiles make me think
“)(&*%(£(&%$*)(YG*&SG*)B^%REW&*
OEN*)HNX(*£^%CC)$&P$(Y£)^Y£*_”

That is the equivalent of me attacking an innocent by standing wall with my fist.

Fucking backward smiles.

« ¤ Spiller - Groovejet.mp3 [4:12] ¤ »

A second goodbye.

2004-10-05T21:54:00.000+01:00

Just the other week I wrote a good by to my Great Aunt Dorothy, well, I just got told my Grandma Dorothy died after collapsing and a heart attack.

I’m now completely out of Dorothy’s. I really don’t have so much to say this time. It was only a week and a half ago I was sat in her living room, listening to her and my granddad both try to tell the same story, both trying to be louder, both trying to get there first; it was an awful habit but it made me laugh, they would tell us about their week and I’d rudely ignore because I was tired. Ok, I wouldn’t totally ignore, but I’d try my best.

The last time we also went to buy them a mobile phone so they could use that to ring a taxi, it’d have better this way since my granddad had difficulty walking in recent years. I wonder if it even got used.

Meh, I doubt this even make sense, I’m in no good mood right now.

Well, at least I know there will be no funeral to attend. Both my grandma and granddad donated their bodies to science, so I’m guessing there will be some kind of memorial.

I don’t even think my dad knows yet and it’s his own mother.

Goodbye bye, Grandma Dorothy. Hope you’re happy wherever you may be.

[now playing – Silence]

2004-10-02T14:45:00.000+01:00

I’m bored, as well as many other things, so I decided I’d create a religion. I mean, hey, why not? All the cool kids are doing it.

Like all religions there will be scheduled wars with whoever is the American president at the time, and of course whoever is the British prime minister at the present time will have their nose securely placed in-between the American presidents butt cheeks.

Now, we all know religions need that special something, that pizzazz, that tiny sparkle that makes you feel that bit better than everyone else.

All these other pathetic religions have been around for years, decades, centuries, even millenniums. That doesn’t matter, there is absolutely wrong with something new, we promise we won’t be the Britney Spears of religion, oh no, we’re not nice to look at but talk utter shite, not us, no way. We’re gonna get to number one and stay their, and that’s a promise right there.

So, now you’re wondering, “This sounds great, I need this in my life, where the fuck can I sign up?” well, you can sign up right here, just drop a comment after this post (no anonymous comments, please), hey you may want to set up a pay-pal account for me too, maybe drop a bit of money in it, you know you want to.

On January 1^st 2005 we should be approved to become a real religion, this means we need to celebrate, so, I took it upon myself to put together a great show, with acts including:

The Russian state circus.
The Playstation® 2 tent.
The Smirnoff™ dance tent.
The Baghdad fundamental extremist suicide bombers®.
Also there will be a raffle held to determine the name of this outstanding new religion. (Please bring your suggestions with you on the day.)
And a whole list of unconfirmed bands/act’s/artists/and performers.

Something to do with my head.

2004-09-28T19:34:00.000+01:00

Your Brain Usage Profile:

Auditory : 60%
Visual : 40%
Left : 52%
Right : 47%

No matter which side of your brain is dominant,
M i n d W a r e
can strengthen your emotional brain power by helping you understand how
you feel about yourself.

James, your hemispheric dominance is equally divided between left and right brain, while you show a moderate preference for auditory versus visual learning, signs of a balanced and flexible person.

Your balance gives you the enviable capacity to be verbal and literate while retaining a certain "flair" and individuality. You are logical and compliant but only to a degree. You are organized without being compulsive, goal-directed without being driven, and a "thinking" individual without being excessively so.

The one problem you might have is that your learning might not be as efficient as you would like. At times you will work from the specific to the general, while at other times you'll work from the general to the specific. Sometimes you will be logical in your approach while at other times random. Since you cannot always control the choice, you may experience frustrations not normally felt by persons with a more defined and directed learning style.

You may also minimally experience conflicts associated with auditory processing. You will be systematic and sequential in your processing of information, you will most often focus on a single dimension of the problem or material, and you will be more reflective, i.e., "taking the data in" as opposed to "devouring" it.

Overall, you should feel content with your life and yourself. You are, perhaps, a little too critical of yourself - and of others - while maintaining an "openness" which is redeeming. Indecisiveness is a problem and your creativity is not in keeping with your potential. Being a pragmatist, you downplay this aspect of yourself and focus on the more immediate, the more obvious and the more functional.

It sort of made sense?

Borrowed linky from Jayce's blog

[now playing - NOFX - The Longest Line]

The world is ending, pick stuff.

2004-09-24T18:37:00.000+01:00

I just had a really nice nap. Sadly the waking wasn’t so great. I woke because I heard a loud bang from the bathroom (next room to mine), since I was in that weird haze of being only semi-conscious my first thought was:

“The world is ending – thank fucking giggly bits” (I’m not religious).

My second thought was “Wait, the world is ending, what do I want to be listening to music wise?”

I did have music playing when I thought this, but if it’s going to be one of the last things you hear it needs to be something you want to hear.

I’ll edit later with a list, maybe.

Goodbye.

2004-09-22T01:06:00.000+01:00

My great aunt Dorothy dropped dead today at roughly 20:00.

She literally dropped dead. From what my mum tells me she collapsed and my great uncle Mike rang for an ambulance.

She may have been dead by the time they got there. Since it is all so sudden there will most likely be a post mortem (my mum was a police lady), so it will be maybe 10 days to any funeral.

Right now my auntie Christine and my auntie Helen are with my uncle Mike now, he’s in a wheel chair since he got part of his leg amputated don’t know how many years ago, that’s not why they’re there, they’re there because he pretty much can’t look after himself anymore.

My auntie Estelle is in Canada right now (auntie Dorothy’s sister, I think?), and my granddad is in Spain with my grandma, my mum’s trying to get in touch right now to tell him. He hasn’t been so great since Christmas so it should be fun to see how he takes it.

I’m really, really interested in how it’ll affect me, this hasn’t sunk in yet. I haven’t seen her in quite a while and only two; three weeks ago I had the chance to see her and my uncle Mike.

Well, it just went 00:02 so she’s been gone for four hours roughly.

Welcome to Wednesday, auntie Dorothy : ), I’m not religious but I know you’re somewhere, not sure where, not sure what it’s like, but you loved your holiday’s so you’re most likely loving it, even if you are by yourself : ) I’m not really smiling, but you get the idea. I’m sort of happy, and not – nothing unusual really.

[now playing – Modest Mouse – The Good Times Are Killing Me]

I still don't care.

2004-09-13T14:54:00.000+01:00

Yesterday it was Sunday the 11^th of September, 3 years ago the world trade centres were attacked by terrorists and thousand’s (or some other number) were killed.

Do you even care? Seriously, I don’t. I wouldn't even know if it wasn’t for a topic in #geekissues.

No one cares, well, not no-one, people who lost loved ones to this supposed tragedy probably care, but I wasn’t affected as far as I know.

I live in Britain, the nearest thing to caring from me was the fact that I was delivering newspapers and there was no page 3 (titties) to look at because of 11/9/01, or that I was getting home and rather than there being cartoons on Television there was a constant replay of what looked like really poor special effects in a film.

Did they really have to show it as long as they did? For someone that was the most traumatic day of their mediocre life, and they’re showing it on most channels over and over, yay! Lets watch people plummet to their demise and listen to the faint thud picked up by the tiny microphone on the video camera, or watch the plane fly into the second tower over and over like a bad film stuck on repeat, I really didn’t care, I got bored of watching and nothing changing, I went off and played Grand Theft Auto 3 on the PS2 for a few hours and then went out with friends.

That is what I remember about September the 11^th 2001.

[now playing – Bright Eyes – A Line Allows Progress, A circle Doesn’t]

Morning.

2004-09-08T16:44:00.000+01:00

This morning I had a strange awakening, well, the awakening wasn’t strange, that was one of my sisters friends belting on the door at eight a.m. but now I’m awake, well, not totally awake, I’m in that haze where nothing is quite there’s and you can’t really tell.

Anyway, there’s a rustling noise and I keep thinking it’s outside my window, so I ignore it for thirty minutes. Turns out it isn’t outside my window, it’s inside my window, yep, it’s a bird.

A bird, a bird is inside my room on the other side of my curtains, it has gone and flown in at some point and got stuck because it’s stupid, I would expect this from a bee or wasp not a bird. I wouldn’t be surprised if this bird is now the laughing stock of all its friends.

So now I have to catch a bird. My original plan was to cover it in a towel and take it outside to the front door and let it go (just in case it can’t fly (If your bird can’t fly it probably doesn’t have a hologram, and is most likely a fake bird)) well, that didn’t work, I opened my curtains ready and I couldn’t get the bugger, I also noticed that it had crapped all over my window sill at one end, filthy animal.

The bird, being the comedy genius it is, decided it would be hilarious to go jump around on my bedroom floor behind lots of things well out of my reach, after this it flew around my room for a bit before taking off out the door to the landing, this sounds all interesting and stuff but its not, it flew to the window, I opened the window, the bird flew out, The End.

[now playing - YK & The Seatbelts – Tank!]

Hehe, EFnet

2004-09-07T01:48:00.000+01:00

[01:42:11] * Tordek enters the Matrix and dodges a bullet
[01:42:18] * Tordek uses Speedhack
[01:42:52] * Jimmothy thinks "geek"
[01:43:09] <michael`> yes it's still a kite
[01:43:12] <Tordek> jimmothy?
[01:43:15]<michael`> berkeley used fallacious reasoning
[01:43:19] <michael`> because he was a little bitch
[01:43:26] <Jimmothy> ?
[01:43:58] <Tordek> your dad said jimmy and your mom said timothy?
[01:44:09] <Jimmothy> mum*
[01:44:16] <Paratus> fucking englishmen
[01:44:21] <Paratus> :)
[01:44:26] <Jimmothy> jim was taken
[01:44:31] <Jimmothy> i bet james is too
[01:44:37] <Jimmothy> and i'm not really creative
[01:46:56] <Jimmothy> well two mins passed
[01:47:02] <Jimmothy> i'm not seeing a comeback
[01:47:07] <Jimmothy> maybe an afk excuse

Scary. Bye bye bash. : )

2004-09-05T17:50:00.000+01:00

Information about the Quote Database (bash.org)

I figure there are a few of you around who are wondering what's going on with the quote database, so this will explain..

As of now, all of the senior mods of bash.org have been *fired*. This is due to a major fallout that occured in the channel where they gather (#geekissues/efnet) between them and one of the managers.

If you hadn't noticed, the quote queue on the quote website has grown large. This is due to a mod strike. Information about said strike can be found at http://home.earthlink.net/~mweagley/bash_strike.html

Now, bash.org is a site with a huge queue, and inexperienced mods. The website will go down hill.

The former moderators of bash.org will be moving to http://www.qdb.us which is a fork of the original quote database that was at digdug.cx/quotes, geekissues.org/quotes, etc. and is owned by the original owner of the quote database.

Check out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bash.org for the history of the quote database.

In conclusion, please spread the word of the move of the database.

Thanks,
terminal
and the following former moderators of bash.org...
Michael
Timmo
Rjx
(note ommission doesn't necessarily mean anything)

Original source.

[now playing - Modest Mouse - One Chance]

Help! I'm dying!

2004-09-03T13:33:00.000+01:00

A second ago I hiccupped and accidentally swallowed a big mouthful of air, it didn’t go down straight away and I felt like I was choking. Isn’t it great? The oxygen I breathe day in, day out was choking me and stopping me from breathing.

Whee! Now I’m all light headed.

[now playing – Save Ferris – Let Me In]

Turns out I like toast.

So, earlier I ate some toast, like, six slices of toast! And there was a cat! It was in my garden! Just sat there watching me as I ate one of my pieces of toast, just sat, watching. Then I turned round and it was gone, but the cat was still there!

I actually fell asleep this afternoon and that was what I dreamed, I did actually eat some toast a few minutes ago and I remembered it all, stupid cat, it really wanted my toast :(

[now playing – Placebo – Special Needs]

Wednesday, the day of stupid acts and thought.

2004-09-02T14:11:00.000+01:00

Yesterday before going out I thought some awful things that I want to keep to myself, I also did something’s I’m bored enough to tell you about.

Heh, if you don’t know I have my lip pierced with a ring through it. I also still have my old labret bar; I occasionally put this in when I feel like it. Yesterday I was playing around, scratching my lip with it when I pushed kind of hard and gave myself a second lip piercing, amazingly it didn’t hurt and no way am I keeping it, it should heal in a week or two, I’ll just keep it clean and sterile so it doesn’t go all gammy.

OK, it did hurt, everything hurts in one way or another, this scratched my gums as it went through with some force and stung a little as the wound opened up to the fresh air.

Today I need to make a serious decision, do I either A. become a plumber where I will be rolling in money, working my own hours, have plenty of opportunities where money is involved, but most likely be miserable, or do I B. pick an English course, hopefully get better grades, and maybe go on to better things as well as be content with myself and most likely better off in my head.

I’m not particularly greedy; I can’t really think of anything to spend money on, there’s the obvious things a seventeen year old may want:

A car.
A place by myself.
Travelling.
The ability to buy CD’s, DVD’s, Books etc

Well, a car doesn’t really interest me, I can’t drive yet and I’m not sure if I want to learn; I get really tired as I stare out of the windows while in the car, so I’m not too sure if it’d be a safe idea.

A place to live by myself, now this is a great idea, when my mother went to do her Police training for ten weeks I was in heaven; my sister was at my grandma’s, my mum was at the police place, and I was home alone. I loved it, as stupid as I can be I’m amazingly responsible (bollocks), I’m perfectly capable of getting up early if I want, if I make a mess I’ll tidy it myself, I’ll do the dishes when they need doing, and I can cook well enough to live without giving myself food poisoning.

The only problem I can think of with this is where the hell can I live? As far as I’m concerned most places round here are shit holes. I really don’t want to live on a council estate, no one would want to by choice.

Travelling would definitely be an experience but this would be something to put off till I have somewhere to stay; not only that but I really haven’t a clue where I would go.

Buying things isn’t really a big thing; I could buy things gradually in between the more important things, plus, me buy a DVD or CD? Pah, don’t be silly, this is the internet.

[now playing – Rilo Kiley – With Arms Outstretched]

Classic : )

2004-09-01T21:51:00.000+01:00

*** Hello123 (Hello123@idigital-web-366BE259.oxfd.cable.ntl.com) join
*** SliqWorks sets channel #w1khyjinx mode +v Hello123
[Hello123] Hello can anyone see what im writeing?
[madame_ava] wow jim
[Jim] no we can't
[TheGreatSzalam] Not at all.
[madame_ava] Hello, Hello123
[TheGreatSzalam] Sorry hello, I didn't see you in the other room until it was too late.
[Hello123] dam i bet its my firewall blocking
[Jim] haha
[Jim] i love you

Hehe, I went out.

2004-09-01T13:31:00.000+01:00

OK, maybe I am funny, right this second I’m laughing my head off, I amuse myself too much sometimes.

I went for a walk to calm down; I just went wandering into all the old fields and wandering around, quite a lot has changed since I last saw it all, the football dug out is pretty fucked, some little shites have torn one of the walls down, which is a shame really because I wanted to sit on the roof and draw all over it.

Every time I walked past some shade I just wanted to lay down and shut my eyes, I decided not to eventually, I’d rather not fall asleep and get buggered by some random dog walker with a walking stick, this is what made me laugh, it gave me the idea about prisons.

If the prison thing was true would people seriously think about not committing crime? Well, I thought up a poster idea while I was at it; you just have some kid stood there reaching for a loaf of bread or something while there’s two little people sat on his shoulders.

One is saying: “Go on, your family needs to eat” the others saying: “Are you stupid? Bubba has a BIG cock. Think twice, on one hand there’s the loaf of bread, on the other is a red raw stinging sensation now you have a ring piece a wide as the Mersey tunnel.”

Maybe I’m sick?

Either way I’m still laughing and laughing is good for me.

*** now talking in #christian
*** topic is http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/temple-of-the-dog/135622.html
*** set by mule`!mule@c-24-126-17-87.we.client2.attbi.com on Tue Aug 31 01:51:38 2004
*** channel #christian mode is +ptnl 24
*** channel created at Wed Jul 11 08:36:23 2001
[Jimmothy] !kjv numbers 22:21
*** mule` sets channel #christian mode +b *!*Pippy@*.l5.c2.dsl.pol.co.uk
*** you were kicked from #christian by mule` (go ride your donkey somewhere else)
Cannot join channel (+b)

[now playing – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes – Uptown girl]

Funny?

2004-08-31T19:01:00.000+01:00

Occasionally people tell me I’m funny, yesterday my mum went as far as to say I should consider being a comedian.

This is not a good idea, not at all.

Earlier today I watched Bride of Chucky; if the director had intentions of scaring me or to shock me he or she failed miserably. It was a great film, I laughed pretty hard at some of the death scenes, I find humour in all the wrong things and I’ll probably be a serial killer rather than a comedian, if that’s the case, remember: You heard it here first!

Not only am I not funny I couldn’t stand in front of a bunch of people for the life in me, public speaking just isn’t for me.

Even if I am funny I won’t admit it, I know I occasionally make people laugh.

Half the time it’s snide comments, witty remarks and sarcasm; apparently there the lowest form of wit, which is kind of fitting, it matches my low mental state, isn’t that great? I’m like a gay man with new shoes!

Untitled part two.

2004-08-30T13:24:00.000+01:00

Its Monday not Thursday, Thursday is the day I usually do the whole realising how I’ve messed up, and that at this moment I’m lost and confused, and probably going to be for some time.

So, rather than crying about it like I usually do, I’m going to jot it down and see if it helps.

Right now I’m sat here typing this, last week I was crying about it, the week before was pretty similar, before this I dropped out of college three days before I finished.

When I was fifteen or sixteen I got jumped while walking with friends to go hang out while baby sitting. This was while up Healey, a place known for being slightly rough, this event spoiled my day and gradually fucked me up.

Since that day I’ve become paranoid more than normally expected, it also made me slightly scared of going outside, yep, scared, I’ll actually try to think up an excuse to avoid leaving the house, and when I do go out its because I have to and it can’t be put off any longer. Other things I do are try to go out at certain times of day, less people equals me being less paranoid.

So, while avoiding leaving the house I still have to finish high school and go to gig’s I bought tickets for and promised to attend with Thompson. While doing this I’m spending more and more time alone. I love keeping myself to myself, I don’t want to be bothered, that isn’t un-usual, though while you’re alone thinking you’re coping you’re slowly slipping into loneliness and depression. At fifteen depression isn’t something you think you might have to put up with, why would you? You’re young and active and you enjoy yourself regularly.

I hated high school, this isn’t unusual. I hated high school to a point, I loved being with friends, having the occasional laugh and so on but I have never known what I wanted to do with my life, ever. Not even at five, I didn’t even answer the question, most kids at least said fireman or an astronaut.

Since five I went and finished infant school, got in a lot of trouble in junior school, and finished high school with poor grades.
I know why I finished with poor grades; I’m the only person to blame for this, because I didn’t know what I wanted to do I couldn’t put more effort into certain subjects to achieve what I wanted. So from high school, rather than doing nothing I went off to do a college course.

I play the drums and I love music so I ended up on a course where I get to play drums and make music, it fits, it was fairly simple.
Most of the assignments were easy enough to complete, but I went back to old habits of forgetting what homework I have till it’s too late, this means I’m missing deadlines and being given second and third chances.
My realisation did its thing and I started to contemplate all sorts of things, one being dropping college.

Well, I did drop college, it was a pretty stupid idea, but I felt like I needed to do it, with loneliness and depression I also had a fear of playing live, as part of my course I had to help organise and perform at a gig.

I did my part and organised what I was asked to keep in order, but no way would I play live in front of other people, every gig I’ve ever played has made me feel physically sick inside and then somehow gone wrong one way or another.
So my only way of escaping this was dropping college, by doing this I didn’t have to be there to be told that my last few assignments were poor quality and therefore I had failed on that part.

While contemplating all the things in my head I never once thought of what I would do while at home, I still have poor high school grades and no idea what I want to do with myself. I hadn’t lined up jobs, I’m pretty terrible at these kinds of things, and I’m still doing all this now.

So right now I’m sat here, not knowing what I’m going to do with myself.
I know that I need to get a job or go back to college and get myself some qualifications that can set me up in a job where I’m able to earn a decent wage so at some point I can move and go back to living by myself.

That’s my only plans for now, I don’t really have any wild dreams or ideas that I want to accomplish, I don’t really have any imagination and even if I did I worry far too much and think too hard about all the wrong things.

I’m not even sure this makes sense but I’m pretty sure I don’t care, I’m not the one who’s going to read it back.

[now playing – Wilco – Company In My Back]

Active desktop.

2004-08-29T23:50:00.000+01:00

Today I spent my time editing an active desktop; an active desktop is built up with html like a webpage. The concept is rather clever, see; you have links to your favourite websites and forums as well as links to your hard drive, music folder, programs and apps.

I’m gonna post a thumbnail link of a screen cap of my finished result, I’m also going to link to the source in .txt where you can copy it into a web editor of your choice and personalise it for you, I’ll also explain certain things.

Clicky.

(also if anyone knows of where I can host .txt files for free please comment)

Hints.

Links. If it’s a weblink edit exactly as if it was a weblink, if it’s to a folder on your hard drive the original link should look like this: “C:\Documents and Settings\James\Desktop\tidy2” you don’t want that, remove the “ and add another \ where this is one already so you get C:\\Documents and Settings\\James\\Desktop .

The window displaying bash can be edited to display whatever you want, you can not use it like a web browser though, you probably can but that’d mean extra code, it’d also defy the object of owning firefox.exe.

As I said, I didn’t create this, I only edited it. Thanks go to Maestro_Calhoun for originally creating the file and Jaymeekae for emailing her version for me to edit. :)

Warning: This came to just under 5 pages in Word.

2004-08-28T23:58:00.000+01:00

Guess what?! Nope. No. You’re still wrong. Woo! Yeah. You got it. You, yes, I am bored. That’s 10 points to you.

I bet you’ve been waiting all day to read this; you got all excited and started getting butterflies in your stomach. Heh, I wish.

It’d be nice if a few simple letters strung together could give you those feelings.

Being happy, excited, and nervous all at once is definitely one of the better feelings you will ever have.

At the moment nothing gives me those feelings.

The last time I felt like that was queuing outside of some gig venue in Manchester when I saw Bad Religion on the Friday and NOFX on the Saturday.

Those two nights were probably the highlight of my year. On the Friday, meeting up with friends from college in Huddersfield outside the train station before getting the train to Manchester.

That alone was strange to me, I’ve been to gigs before but I’ve usually gone with Thompson, Thompson I’ve known all the way through high school, there isn’t many gigs I’ve been to where I didn’t go with him.

Anyway, I was on the train to Manchester on the Friday. Once the train pulled up in Manchester we got off, managed to skip paying for train fare since it was busy and carried on our way out of the station to the high street.

From here we walked two miles to the venue, only stopping to get water and other liquid stuff (or if you were me it was to argue with a shop keeper who thought it was funny to unexpectedly raise his voice while I try fish out a fifty pence piece out of my wallet. What a dickhead.)

When we got to the venue there was your usual ticket touts and skanky t-shirt sellers, as well as a bunch of immature fucks, age groups ranging from ten to people in their forties. It was quite the sight, annoying mini-moshers and supposedly punk rock veterans.

Finally the doors opened and we went in, and as you do, it’s a rush for the front barriers. Well, we got there, a room full of people resting on our spines later and finally, after two crap acts Bad Religion took to the stage. This is a band I know nothing about, at this point I’m here to do myself an injury and enjoy myself, why miss out two decent punk shows in a row?

Well, a whole lot of rocking, crowd surfers, and neck ache later it was all over. It is time for us to go home.

We rounded up our herd and headed for the train station, this is now 23:15 and our train is at 23:45. By now we’re aching all over, from head to toe. Just walking was a strain, there was also the 2 miles still to be run through busy Manchester streets with only thirty minutes to do it in.

Although these two miles were total hell to run inside thirty minutes they were also pretty funny, its one of those things you look back at and have a little laugh at.

Anyway, we managed it, we got on the train. We weren’t on time and neither was the train so it doesn’t really matter. Chris and I end up being the two who have to go to the new carriage since there are no more seats available. We barely said a word on the journey back, it wasn’t like we were pissed off or anything it was just…

Chris and everyone else got off in Huddersfield and caught their taxis back to Cleckheaton while I waited for my stop in Dewsbury. There isn’t much to be said now, all I did was get off at my stop, stand around for maybe five to ten minutes and then get in a taxi, tell him where I want to go, get there, pay the driver £7.50 for the fare before wandering in and getting a drink and going to bed round 2:30am after watching some TV.

Well, that was Friday seeing Bad Religion, now onto Saturday with NOFX.

Saturday was kind of a crappy start by default, it couldn’t be prevented, I’d stood up for hours the night before with hundreds of people resting against my back, and I ached like mad. If you’ve been to a gig/consort/show you know how it feels – your ribs hurt, your lower back aches, your knees feel sore and your ankles joints are just ugh, and my neck! Fuck you crowd surfers, don’t get bitchy when I scream “bastard” or “dickhead” in your ear while I steal your trainers, if you hadn’t noticed you fat fuck, you just came rolling over my head. I paid £17 for a ticket and you came rolling over my fucking head, bastards.

Saturday! I dragged myself out of bed, literally, like I said, I ached.

I rang Chris, Chris was supposed to go to both gigs but his dad answered his phone and said something along the lines of “He’s not well, he’s been throwing up and he says he has the shits. So, I don’t think he’s coming today.” Yeah, thanks for that cracking mental image. What you meant was, “Yeah, sorry James, he’s being a lazy shite, he’ll see you on Tuesday. I promise he’ll have a good excuse by then”

So I asked for Sam’s phone number and I rang him to confirm we were meeting exactly like yesterday. So, I get told what time and I go back home and sit and watch some rugby on TV (I was at the shop getting milk when I rung).

Hour or so later and I go dawdling off to the bus stop. I’m not joking, if you were stood behind me for the first thirty minutes of walking around you’d have thought I’d have crapped ‘em.

Anyway (can I say that anymore?), I got to Huddersfield reasonably on time and headed from the bus station to the train station where I just bought a can of apple Tango and waited for Sam and Tom.

From here it’s pretty much like Friday for the train part of the journey, except its now Saturday and it wasn’t so busy so we had to pay train fare, that wasn’t so harsh, only £8.50 I think, we didn’t do it the day before so we weren’t really that bothered.

The only differences in the walk from the station to the venue were: Saturday shoppers starting to die down, different people hanging around; more social people, people having a laugh and a pint before the fight on a Saturday night that they love so much.

We also didn’t drop into that shop, can you blame us? There was another shop further along so we lined their tills instead.

At the venue it was pretty similar to the night before; same kids, same adults, same noisy dickheads doing my head in.

The ticket touts were there, heh, same ones as the night before, same skanky t-shirt sellers too.

7pm, doors open. Amazingly on time, for once we don’t do the usual rush for the front we just calmly went and bought t-shirts, got a drink and got a decent view and hearing point of the floor (in front of the sound guy, he needs the best quality sound in the room so where better to stand?).

Like I said, I’m not really a Bad Religion fan, tonight is my night to shine, a band I love, a band whose songs I actually know the words to.

For me knowing the words made all the difference, it meant I got to sing along with nearly the top of my lungs while getting a tingle down my back in the best way.

This night was the highlight of my year. I was out in a city I don’t know seeing a band I adore with friends who I would put my trust in when it came down to it. I felt relaxed; I didn’t feel watched or frowned upon for having fun, no one actually frowns upon me for having fun but sometimes that was how I felt.

After seeing The Swingin’ Utters and the Epoxies support it was finally time for NOFX to drunkenly command the crowd into roars of happiness and cheers.

These roars and cheers were definitely deserved, the songs I remember hearing included:

Perfect Government.
Bob.
Stranger Than Fishin’.
Franco Un-American.
Linoleum.
Idiot Son Of An Asshole.
Leave It Alone.
Stickin’ In My Eye.

Those are just the few I remember, and the memory that goes with Stickin’ In My Eye is pretty memorable.

Sam, Tom, Rob, I and a few others decided to go in the pit for Stickin’ in My Eye, we go in, the song starts, the song picks up and we all kick off running around like children occasionally bumping into each other as we go, well, I had a bottle of water in one of my hands and some poor girl at the edge of the circle got clobbered.

It was completely accidental and not hard enough to knock her over or anything, she looked pretty stunned, I can’t blame her, some dick just whacked me on the side of the head with a bottle, I’d have been pretty stunned, ok, I’d have been pissed off but that’s not the point.

I was quite shocked too and instantly leant over and apologised, well, were in a huge room with a band playing so I had to lean over and shout in her ear, she didn’t seem to hear me to I just kissed her on the head where she was holding it and leant over and shouted yet another apology before going back to being a dick.

Thinking about that now if I was her I’d have thought of me as pretty creepy, someone not only belted you in the head, they kissed it better too, creepy.

At the end of the night I remember them playing out with “Whoops, I OD’d” and “Theme from a NOFX Album”.

These were pretty memorable too since Whoops, I OD’d is just Fat Mike and a guitar or two on the album, whereas live they started it like that before bringing in the whole band and causing some major head nodding

Theme from a NOFX Album was pretty memorable as Eric Melvin carried on with the Accordion till pretty much everyone left the room; also El Hefe broke out some extra impressions and impersonations mid-song.

Like the night before we gathered our herd and head for the train station, tonight wasn’t so bad, it was now roughly 23:15 again but the train wasn’t due till 00:10 so we had plenty of time to dawdle off back.

So, in a city we’re not used to we slowly walked back towards the way home, armed with our rather large grins on our faces.

On the way back I just missed getting clipped by a car by what looked like a second, fuck that, I was invincible, you know the feeling, you’re that happy that nothing can bring you down, that was me, right there and I hadn’t drank a drop.

Eventually after the nice slow walk we reached where we were headed only to find that the train was off and that there was busses waiting for us outside.

This meant that since I was getting off at Dewsbury and my friends in Huddersfield I was going home alone, still, I didn’t care, nothing could bring me down.

Riding on a bus by myself was nothing unusual or out of the ordinary for me, sadly I quite enjoy busses while by myself in peace, this was just a bus route I’d never travelled before, pah, something new.

Eventually I arrived at Dewsbury, got my taxi, got dropped home, paid the taxi driver.

Since I’d travelled the same distance I got charged the same fare of £7.50 before going to bed and sleeping like I’d done another weekender.

And that’s the end; I’ve written just under five pages and totally forgot to include the butterfly feeling parts, if you have got this far yet another 10 points to you.

[now playing – NOFX – Bob]

2004-08-28T17:42:00.000+01:00

Is it just me or is this image beautiful, yet wrong? It’s a picture of a tongue with a hypodermic needle through it. The tongue is obviously bleeding, so I warn you now it is Not Safe For Work, or anyone who’s a wuss when it comes to the site of blood.

Link.

Personally I think it’s lovely, but that’s just me, and I am sort of strange in my own little way.

I’m seeing a desktop pic.

[now playing – Alkaline Trio – Donner Party (All Night)]

Stuff.

2004-08-27T14:01:00.000+01:00

Ok, I seem to be the IRC fountain of knowledge and be the one who gets asked all the questions.

This isn’t so bad; it gives me something to do at least. The only thing that bothers me about this is that people seem to come to me first, that’s nice knowing that people consider me helpful but there’s plenty of other resources for information on the subject.

IRC help is very well documented; there are plenty of sites found through http://www.google.com, yes, they look old and like they were done with geocities but that is only because they have been around as long as IRC itself.

If you don’t find what you’re looking for through google try your clients site for help, most clients come with their own help documentation.

Ok, here’s http://www.irchelp.org/ this site seems to have it all, yes, like I said some look very basic, this is one of those basic sites just don’t let that put you off.

Rating: 4 out of 5

Here’s http://www.newircusers.com/ this is a personal favourite of mine, it’s linked over there -> under links. This site seems to have a fair bit of info and I personally used it.

Rating 4 out of 5

I just had an idea. I’m going to create another blog, I’ll have it for purely IRC related things, I’ll move all the IRC related posts across and link it from here. Ok, creating now. :)

Stealth Edit: New blog created, you can find it here. :)

mEH, iDiOTs.

2004-08-27T11:13:00.000+01:00

Meh, I ate breakfast and forgot what I intended to go on about.

I did however open the fridge to get milk for my cereal and knock a can of squirty cream on the floor, where it decide to explode over my toes and pants, yes, I got creamed on, laugh about it, I did.

Anyway, I remembered, it was this http://gurl_gurl.blogspot.com/ it’s awful, sHE tYpes LykE thIs (Translation: she types like this), I know my English isn’t great but it isn’t so bad that I cause a fucking headache, seriously if you can read that your either as retarded as she is or you work with Egyptian hieroglyphs. Why would anyone want to type like that? Is she typing with the stupid winamp plugin?

Example:

(mike): HEH, THIs Is AMuSINg
(mike): I Got a WiNAMP pLUgiN THAt BLInKS THE KEYboARD ledS tO THE MUSIc
(mike): BUT IT acTUALLY turNs THe CAPsLOcK On AND oFF iNSTEad OF JuST the LIGHt

Doesn’t that just make you think “Ugh, another person who won’t bother to type in any readable form, therefore I will not read it.”

Fuckwits.

[now playing – Razed In Black – Oh My Goth! (Re-Mastered Original Cut)]

#jesus

2004-08-26T20:44:00.000+01:00

Earlier I got rather bored. It turns out there's #jesus on EFnet, so, well, I went in.
I dunno if this is offensive or not.

[19:53:23] *** now talking in #jesus
[19:53:23] *** topic is * Whosoever will may come -- Jesus
[19:53:23] *** set by G-ManN on Sun Aug 22 17:32:08 2004
[19:53:23] *** channel #Jesus mode is +stnl 55
[19:53:23] *** channel created at Thu Jul 12 14:07:41 2001
[19:53:49] <Jimmothy> hi all
[19:54:17] <Pheus^> Hi there dear brother
[19:56:14] <Jimmothy> so...
[20:17:57] <Jimmothy> qhite the talkative bunch
[20:18:02] <Jimmothy> quite*
[20:30:20] <Jimmothy> always this quiet?
[20:31:13] <Jimmothy> is it because all the stuff about jesus is already written?
[20:32:54] <Jimmothy> maybe the word of god just isn't for IRC
[20:35:55] <Jimmothy> can i speak to the person in charge?
[20:36:38] <Jimmothy> people saying OMG is rather common on IRC, how do you feel about this?
[20:40:25] <Jimmothy> your numb, ok
[20:40:46] <Jimmothy> well, thank you for your time.
[20:40:49] <Jimmothy> goodbye

HydraIRC

2004-08-26T16:53:00.000+01:00

HydraIRC, my IRC client of choice. Why aren’t you using it yet? Do you have a good excuse?

Moon switched to HydraIRC this morning and after a little help from me he loves it.

I really should quote him on it, if I can find it I will. Brb.

[13:27:42] Jim my ass hurts, I think I got molested by some washing I hung out

..Wrong quote.

[13:49:55] moonman HOLY SHIT! there is a swat team here!!!

..Also the wrong quote, still funny though.

Heh, I can’t find it, but! Those quotes came up while setting up HydraIRC with moon, so that’s good, right?

The latest version of HydraIRC is here, version 0.3.138. It’s very stable.

I’ll leave you to set it up yourself. If you read this I trust you not be “annoying n00b”. :)

I forgot to include a title.

2004-08-25T13:34:00.000+01:00

I just changed my nick on IRC to Jim|writing, so, right now I say I’m writing.

Ok, I’m typing this so I am writing, not that I have anything to write about except that I have nothing to write about. This could go on forever.

I’m actually sat here staring at “Document1 – Microsoft Word” while looking at bash.org’s latest quotes, listening to Alkaline Trio – Good Mourning, and saying I have nothing to write or ramble on about.

I know why I have nothing to write about, it's because I’ve made 9 new blog entries since last Friday, 9!, were only on Wednesday.

So, because I don’t know how many people actually read this thing or how bothered you are (if it’s not very bothered I can’t blame you, who wants to read about a jobless, wasting teenager?) I’m going to sum up those last nine posts.

Dos and lists.

I decided I want to create a .txt document of every album in my music folder.

Are people that stupid?

I got woke up by text message that was pretty much spam.

Untitled.

I was more down than usual, I really can’t say, you would have to read it, not that, that would help.

Just to say I felt much better after finally falling asleep.

n00bs lolzlolz!!1!

I was just annoyed with IRC n00bs (‘cause I have nothing better to do) I wrote a tiny guide.

Today something special happened.

Erm, nothing to be said. It was supposed to be confusing.

Men I’d like to fuck.

Inspired by what we were discussing in #w1khyjinx.

Gmail.

I got bored enough to seriously review Gmail, I really should have included something about the Gmail notifyer. Or you could just go check iZ’s blog.

#w1khyjinx etiquette.

Because catwoman suggested it and that I had absolutely nothing better to do than write it.

#w1khyjinx etiquette (50th post too!).

2004-08-24T12:57:00.000+01:00

Ok, writing stuff like this is pretty fun. Now you’re thinking “Sad fuck, go get a job, stop being a waster.” Well, you’re totally right but, shut the fuck up, dickhead.

Anyway, w1khyjinx etiquette, yep, rules about what is considered polite.
I’ve been nominated to write this since I spend way too much time in hyjinx, and I needed something to do, thank you Catj for the idea. :)

Things that are expected of you out of politeness:
Say hi, someone just entered, is it so hard to say “hi” or “hey” or something along those lines? No, so say hi.

Say bye, this drives me mad, people who just quit, unless you’re in a rush you have enough time to say goodbye or goodnight, maybe not those exact words but it isn’t so hard.

Be respectful, simple enough, don’t go getting riled up by what someone says, keep your calm we don’t want to be seeing “[user] fuck you! [Other user name here]” you wouldn’t tell your mum to fuck off so don’t tell anyone else to.

Swearing or cussing in general, there isn’t really any need, if your going to do it star it out I’m happier seeing f*** rather than fuck in a family orientated room.

Pagers, Ops, and other users usually have pager lists, this means if you type their name or nick they get a beep noise or a flashing taskbar or both, sometimes people are busy so think about it, put a . in their name or nick. Ops especially.

Lurkers, you drive me mad too, I can think of plenty of times I have just sat and said nothing for an hour or two but there’s no point in joining the channel if you’re just gonna sit and idle every minute of it.

The applet, stop playing with all those stupid drop down /me commands, I’m not the only one who hates those things.

Colours, I personally have my IRC clients background set to black, colours do not look nice, they’re an eyesore, doesn’t matter if your backdrops black, white, maroon, or sky blue pink with yellow dots on, colours are an eyesore, save them for another channel.

Scripts, Scripts usually contain colours which I just went over, scripts aren’t so bad, it’s the ones that do automated things, unless you’re an op with the auto-kick scripts don’t bother with one that affects the channel, especially the “*User is now listening to [crap – crappier @ 192kbps]” ones, we don’t care so don’t

Stuff to get you a kick or ban:
The Goatse Link, I can’t blame anyone for wanting you kicked for this, it’s disgusting and vile, if you want to view the inside of a mans ass do so, but don’t link it in the channel window, sicko.

Say if something isn’t safe for work, simple enough, if you wouldn’t want your boss or children to see it label it with NSFW, example: “[User] NSFW http://www.pr0nlinky.com/ NSFW.

Ok, I can’t be bothered telling you more, if you care so much go read the FAQ.
In fact go the FAQ anyway.

Gmail.

2004-08-24T11:33:00.000+01:00

Ok, I’ve had Gmail since Saturday June the 19^th, since then I have filled 53% (526mb) of my 100% (1 GB) storage inbox. I think I am now qualified to review it, that and I’m really bored.

Well, as I said Gmail has its 1 gigabyte inbox, which instantly put it above other web based email services like Hotmail, Yahoo, and many others. It also has its 10mb attachment limit, whereas most have maybe 2mb or 3mb limits, the only let down to this is, it isn’t actually 10mb, it’s more roughly round 8, 8.5mb.

Still that isn’t a bad thing, it’s still plenty more than anyone else as far as I know.

Other features Gmail includes are:

Labels.

Labels are quite simple yet I only worked out how to use them this morning.

You simply click “Edit labels” and create a label; I created five labels to use this morning, “Crap, Friend A, Friend B, Group emails, and Friend C”.

You sort your emails into labels by ticking the box at the beginning of the line and selecting your label from the drop down menu saying “Apply label…” it’s that simple.

You’ll then get a message at the top saying “This conversation has been labelled ‘Friend B’.”

Starring.

Starring is sort of the same idea as labels except everything you star gets grouped under “Starred” this feature can be nifty if you’re lazy, but for best results for time saving I’d go with labels. Yes, they make take time to group all your previous emails but if you do it from the start it’s definitely worth it in my opinion.

Anyway, here’s a screen cap of my Gmail inbox, if you haven’t seen one already its pretty basic, which I suppose is all you need. I also have one spare Gmail invite if anyone’s interested just comment or email me and I’ll get in touch.

Men I'd like to fuck.

2004-08-23T23:59:00.000+01:00

In hyjinx we are discussing who we would go gay for, the idea was pick one person, and then I realised I like quite a lot of men, so.

In no particular order:

Deadartist
Unzercharlie
Tom Welling
George Clooney
Edward Norton (My original choice)
CCZ
Matt Skiba
Rivers Quomo(sp?)
Graham Norton
John Cusack

Today something special happened.

2004-08-23T12:09:00.000+01:00

Does the word HornGods mean anything to you? If not you’re not in the ‘know’ and you’re most likely pulling a ‘wtf?’ face.

If you are in the ‘know’ pull a wtf face anyway, we don’t want ‘them’ to know who’s who.

Yay for Aug 23 02:55:38 2004 PDT!

[now playing – Modest Mouse – Black Cadillac’s]

n00bs lolzlolz!!1!

2004-08-22T23:56:00.000+01:00

n00bs lolzlolz!!1!

Ok, I went to bed only to remember the annoying n00b from this morning, I can’t remember who it was but they were constantly clicking the “*Fuckwit_n00b gave you the finger” /me command from the IRC applet.

I give you this, a guide to mIRC with added links to click. At first I thought of putting this in the general stupidity forum, so, I’ll write it as if that’s where it was heading.

This morning shortly after entering #w1khyjinx I noticed there was plenty of new folk I hadn’t met before. n00bs don’t really stand out in chat since when I first enter I say my obligreets then I browse the contests, forum, and many other websites and blogs.

So, to you, annoying newb who kept clicking that bloody “*newb gave you the finger” command from the applet, I give you a few simple steps on how to get yourself mIRC, a real IRC client.

After the amount of times you clicked that annoying command I realised that you like to click things, so, this is a link to mIRC’s website where you can niftily click your way through more links to reach the download page, where you will decide where you want to download the installer from.

You should choose whichever location is closest to your current one.

After you have made your simple decision you can then click the link with the right mouse button, yep, the right one, you’ve been waiting to use that one for awhile haven’t you? So, right click over the link of the location you chose and mouse over to “save link to disk” or “save as...” click and select a destination for your new IRC client on your hard drive.

Now, here’s the fun bit, installing! Woo! You’ll love this you active clicker of things, you.

Ok, honestly, I don’t trust you so here’s yet another link http://www.newircusers.com/ this simple website will help you through the simple process of setting up mIRC, yeah, there’s plenty of clicking involved, nothing to get too excited about.

So, now you should have a nicely configured version of mIRC v6.16, you’ll be needing the server IP address in advanced, it’s much easier using it to begin with rather than typing “/server 69.28.250.129” later on, so copy that server IP address down and switch it for the irc.idigital-web.com one.

And that’s the end, so, now you, annoying newb can go on to become “annoying not so new” newb.

Have fun.

Fuckwit newbs.

Was I that annoying? I bet I was, I was wasn’t I, ..yeah thought so.

:)

2004-08-22T10:16:00.000+01:00

Well, I feel a lot better after some sleep, I also decided I don’t want to remove it, there’s no point, and if I do it will all have been worthless, so, it’s staying and that’s final.

This isn’t meant to say much it’s to say I no longer feel so miserable, I feel more upbeat, and gay (heh, I just wanted to say gay. Go maturity!)

But! My immaturity means I’m all back to normal so that’s good, right?

[now playing – Modest Mouse – The View]

Untitled.

2004-08-22T02:20:00.000+01:00

Knowledge is power – It is, and I want to know everything, is that such a problem?

Right this second I feel empty, glum, and generally morbid. By empty I mean just that, there’s nothing going through my head even though I know there’s something there.

On and off for the last hour I’ve been laid on my side on my bedroom floor in silence, just tears slowly trickling from my right eye, over the bridge of my nose and burning on contact with my left.

It just happens, its one of the most confusing things ever, it’s like I’m feeling everything and nothing, I know that when I wake later I’ll be all better and it’ll be like nothing ever happened. I like the fact that I can just brush it off as easy as that; in a way my own forgetfulness is sort of comforting.

Roll on September. Lately I haven’t felt like eating much, I’ve had headache and I’m way too tired yet I still struggle with sleep.

Today I had half a ten inch pizza, a handful of chips, and a few mouthfuls of garlic bread. That was all I could stomach, I wasn’t full I was just no longer hungry, the tastes of things I used to enjoy were making me feel sick.

The headaches are probably from not eating enough, though I do drink more than plenty.

Earlier I said I couldn’t talk about this to someone who I said I could talk to this about, well, I was wrong and I’m really, really glad I did and I hope I’m as nice a comfort to them as they are to me when they feel lousy, or upset for one reason or another. Thank you, you know who you are, I value you way more than you may or may not think.

Reading through these paragraphs I noticed they don’t make sense or follow on from one another, so if I have published this don’t worry, it wasn’t meant for you, and this is totally for my own benefit. Sometimes I want the weird thoughts that go through my head to be read; sometimes I just want to write them down sort of getting them off my chest. I’m definitely not the only person, who does this, and right now, on this very sentence I feel slightly better, I’ve wiped my eyes, stopped sniffling and my bottom lip is no longer quivering. Now I’ll decide if this becomes “Untitled.doc” or “Untitled blog entry”.

And “[02:12:46] * kitten puts on a black t-shirt and headbangs to acdc” just made me smile :)

Ok, this will be both Untitled.doc and blog entry, I may delete this later so I’m not sure.

Are people that stupid?

2004-08-21T17:58:00.000+01:00

Heh, I'm bored so I'll share the text message I just received.

"My phone has limited memory but my heart has unlimited space for you. Pls txt back...

99p/msg VNS POBox 39822

W11 1NX"

That's the exactly how it's written on my phone. In a way it's the equivalent of spam in your inbox, or the next generation of mucky phone calls.

I also loved the way it was sent at 17:42 (5:42pm) and reached my phone at 17:37 (work it out lazy)

I didn't love the way I received it. I had fallen asleep with one hand under the pillow propping my head sort of, this hand had my phone in and was right under my ear.

[now playing - Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Save The Best For Last.]

DOS and lists.

2004-08-21T11:44:00.000+01:00

I finally got bored enough to google how to generate a .txt that lists the entire folder inside a folder using DOS, in my case I wanted to list my 'Other Peoples Music' folder and all the albums inside.

So, since I can do it anyone must be able to, so, I'll share, and post my results:

A simple DOS command (Disk Operating System) can capture the file names in a directory... which can be saved into a text file, and printed on paper.

This may not be the easiest method available, but it's certainly quick and dirty and won't take long to do.

Ensure that your Path is displayed in the Address bar in an Explorer Window.

To do this: navigate to the folder which has all of your music, and Click View -> Folder Options (Win9x / ME) or Tools -> Folder Options (Win2k / XP) and then click the View tab. Make sure that "Display full path in address bar" has a checkmark beside it and click OK.

This will display where your files are stored on the hard drive. Example: "C:\my documents\shared folder\music" is a "path" and will appear in the window which lists all your music files.

Go back to the folder which has your music files and note the Path which is located in the address bar of the Window. Highlight the path by left-clicking all the text with your mouse, and then Copy it into your clipboard using Edit -> Copy from the menu.

Keep the Music Folder open on your Desktop, and start an MS DOS session. To open up a DOS prompt:

Click Start -> Programs -> MS DOS Prompt (Win9x / ME) ... or

Click Start -> Program -> Accessories -> Command Prompt (Win2k / XP)

Once the DOS prompt appears, type in:

cd "<>"

Ensure that a space follows the CD command, and that you use quotes surround the path, or the trick won't work. Example:

cd "C:\my documents\shared folder\music"

Once the command has been entered, press Enter on your keyboard.

If SHIFT + INSERT doesn't output anything, right-click on your mouse to Paste the path. If nothing appears (still), you may also need to copy the path into your clipboard again.

If the command was entered successfully, you won't get an error message. When you're ready for the next step, type in:

dir /b >files.txt

... and press Enter on your keyboard. Again, if the command was done successfully, you won't get an error message. The above command will get a "bare" directory of your music files and place the output into a file called "files.txt".

Close the command prompt window and navigate to your music folder once more. Look for a new file called "files.txt" and open it up into Notepad and print the file.

If you want to save paper and print in two columns, consider using Microsoft Excel (which comes with MS Office) to paste your information accordingly.

Results, all my albums and bad taste.

Edit: Original Source

[now playing - Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Uptown Girl]

Step One on sorting routine.

2004-08-20T14:43:00.000+01:00

Ok, I said I would be going to the post office to sort that letter, and I did, it came to £1.12 to send a letter.

I traipsed into to town in the shitty rain to stand in the rain for a bit before the post office opened, it really wasn't so bad, I just got pretty wet and had a laugh at someone else's expense. In my tiny world there aren't that many other laughs to be had.

Also in town I saw someone I haven't seen for awhile. Seeing how people change is quite amusing.

This girl used to a Goth, like full on Goth. She was into everything from pop-punk to death metal; she was a good laugh and still is she just dresses different, like not Goth, totally trendy.

She went from skimpy black mini-skirts, fishnet tights with scruffy t-shirts and spiked wristbands to sandals trendy jackets and stylish combat style three-quarters. Her hairs still black, pink and blue though, spose that rocks in its own way.

The other thing I had planned to sort routine was seriously look into college courses again, I will do this eventually I'd just rather have my mum with me so I don't fuck up (yeah, mummies boy. No)

So maybe that's what I'll label step two.

Fuck routine.

2004-08-20T10:39:00.000+01:00

I need to do stuff today, I'm planning right now 'cause if I don’t I'll end up at 1pm and I'll want to daydream and sleep like I always do.

Routines good but the routine I have right now is pretty fucked.

I get up, get out of bed, turn on the computer, browse the internet, talk to friends over IRC, and listen to music. By the time I'm done its midday.

At midday I go lie on my bed and read for a bit, reading makes me a bit tired so I lay my head down and start daydreaming of things that I know full well will never happen, then I'll fall asleep for somewhere between thirty minutes to four or five hours.

I'm pretty sure this routines not good for me at all, so now I’m gonna consider sorting myself out, bit by bit though. Today, after writing this I'll go get washed and dressed, after Jayce goes to bed I'll go to town and buy some stamps and post off this letter, its only taken me three or four weeks to write.

After all this I'll put some serious thought into going back to college. I don't think I'll be doing music, I think I might do something computer related, I spend enough time on them, or maybe learn English, as in properly learn English, not sleep or draw or get pissed off or mouthy, I mean actually pay attention, then I can be all "there, their, they’re" properly. That'll show Ava.

[now playing – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Who Put The Bomp (In The Bomp, Bomp, Bomp)]

Pop Culture.

2004-08-19T19:06:00.000+01:00

Does anyone really care? Seriously, I don't think I know anyone who cares.

I'm not trying to sound hip and all "I'm not with the latest trends and gossip" it’s just recently I've noticed advertisements on TV for several magazines purely containing the latest celebrity gossip and scandal, there's a chunk of news occasionally just to tell you Britney Spears has a third nipple the size of a sunny side up egg that looks like Oprah.

OK, that’s quite funny, and I'd definitely laugh at it, but really I don’t care, and it's definitely not worth a two page spread in the paper.

My life is nowhere near the most fun or exciting but I'm not so bored that I'll resort to reading about a guy who feels conned because he came second in Big Brother to a transvestite.

I love watching films and listening to music, but I'm obviously not 'down with the kids' I can live with that. Whoopee-doo I'm not into all the pop music, I'm obviously so rebellious, in fact at school no one was into pop music, no one at all. You either liked more dance, techno, house type music, or rock, metal, punk type stuff.

Personally I like it all, and it never separated anyone into groups or anything, it just meant when we discussing the latest 'tunes' you were either talking about the new Friday Night Posse mash up that got played on Friday or some new band you hadn’t heard before.

I suppose in a way reading Blogs is nearly as bad as the whole celeb culture thing; the people might not be as famous, but their lives are more interesting. I'm more interested in Kittens new jpeg format and the pretty pictures, or Megs email to her cable provider or that she wants to be president than the news that Pamela Anderson had them done yet again and that their now legally a member of her family.

[now playing – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes – Wide World]

Emergency Procedures.

2004-08-19T13:04:00.000+01:00

If by some freak accident should idigital-web go down and you can no longer access #w1khyjinx you should follow the following procedures:

1. Try to connect to the IP address: "/server 69.28.250.129" If this doesn’t work the server is truly down.

2. Connect to the Something Awful server: "#w1khyjinx like normal "/j #w1khyjinx" If you're the first person in you'll be given OP status and it'll be your job to voice other users and give Op's to the usual Op's including: Cyn, Hbomb, Dollyllama, MisterIQ, Axiom, Jaymeekae, MPolgara, Jayce, Deadartist, Sliquid, Scarlette, Shive-TPF-, JinxRLM, Meowza Moges and others

3. If all this fails slowly leave your seat, lay down on the floor, clear some space and then curl into the foetal position. Maybe grab a pillow for comfortability, feel free to cry at this point, we understand your pain.

Hopefully you'll never need this information. Good luck.

2004-08-17T15:23:00.000+01:00

Whee! I thought I had nothing to say but now I'm hyper, it violently rocks my tiny mind.

I haven’t eaten since around 18:00 (6pm) yesterday and it's now 15:09 (3:09pm), I'm laughing at stuff for no reason, giggling away, making funny noises and singing along to songs, and I have a grin like someone shoved a coat hanger in my mouth.

I've drank 3.5 litres of apple pop, I love apple pop.

I'm pretty sure I'm the most annoying person you'll ever meet right now, I'm intolerable (big word! 10 points to me) I’m pretty sure I’m gonna go act immature down stairs or something all by myself, away from others. It's better this way.

And Ava was right, I can't sleep, and I can’t concentrate to daydream, I just fidget more than usual.

[now playing – Me First And The Gimme Gimmes – It’s Raining On Prom Night] (Thanks Moon)

meme time

2004-08-12T10:36:00.000+01:00

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was cooler?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
28. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
32. Are you going to put this on your blog and see what I say about you?

2004-08-11T15:28:00.000+01:00

Woo, my week for social type stuff and ideas.

The other day I got invited to a party, last night I got a call from my old next door neighbour wanting to know if I wanted to go drinking with him and today I realised I can afford to go to Leeds festival for the weekend.

My old next door neighbour I've known as long as I can remember, this is someone whose mother always watched over from the landing while we were out playing, and I can understand why she'd watch over him though. Over the years, being kids I can’t count on one hand how many times I've bust his nose. Though one time he did steal my Lego motorbike guy and lose it somewhere, bastard.

She also never allowed him to go anywhere involving crossing roads, had him and his brothers babysat till he was 15 (he’s probably barely 16 now).

Now he wants me to go drinking with him, I still remember the time we got him drunk, two cans of cider and he was shaking and laughing, obviously we didn’t stop there, what was the point in having him drinking with us if were not gonna make him vomit and say he'll never drink again?.

Getting him home was fun; getting drunk people home's always fun.

The first time I got really drunk at thirteen I can remember having a friend having to open my house door for me 'cause the key just wouldn't go in the lock.

Later that day I woke up, felt like death and had the biggest grin on my face, then drove for 45 minutes to my dads and suddenly didn't feel so good.

My other friend looked pretty camp that night, and stopped drinking fosters after two pints and went on to tiny martinis with lemonade, every time he went to the toilet half his drink was gone. We just blamed it on the girl he liked and he shrugged it off.

Heh, now I'm thinking "Kids are the meanest things". It's true.

I never got bullied or anything, but I can remember allsorts of things, like the time some kid at my table kicked me under the desk and said something nasty to me.

Yeah, he soon got a kick in the balls at play time. He was also the kid that actually smelt like he crapped himself.

Junior school was OK, but I spent a fair bit of time with the headmaster.

Mainly because I never shut up, and while I was talking I wasn’t working, and while I wasn’t working I was stopping others work. Thinking about now it was really unfair.

[now playing – Alkaline trio – 97]

2004-08-11T11:44:00.000+01:00

More proof the worlds fucked up, Sex attacker wins lottery.

“A man serving life for attempted rape has won what is believed to be £7m on the National Lottery.”

Isn’t that great? Think of what he can do with that.

I can think of plenty of none pleasant things he could do with it, I’m not gonna list them though.

It’s just not very fair, think of all the useful things that could go towards.

Like charities and other good causes, ok, I can’t think of any other good causes, but it’s not like they don’t exist, I just can’t think of them.

[now playing – Wilco – Pot Kettle Black]

2004-08-10T14:12:00.000+01:00

Writing, we all do it. Lately I’ve put more effort into making it look like I use the English language. Why I suddenly care I don’t know.

I have to admit though it is quite fun, sitting in silence writing stuff that either kept me awake or gave me ideas. Time sort of drifts off when your not gifted, minutes do the whole getting quicker thing and before long you’ve been sat for an hour.

Anyway it’s raining, so, yet again I’m not off old book and postcard shopping.

I did get invited to a friend’s birthday party though, I’m not sure if she’s going seventeen or eighteen, oh I know her so well.

I know how the night will go, it’ll just a house full of friends sitting around getting drunk, listening to emo, rock, punk, industrial, Goth metal etc and eventually someone will do something stupid, I’m pretty sure I’ll be involved in this stupidity, whether were playing drinking games or fighting ninja wheelie bins.

Either way I’ll have something interesting to say the next day.

It’s at her house so there will be surrounding houses with neighbours and stuff, I know she has a younger brother too so I’m pretty sure its not going to be an all nighter, shame really, I love all nighters.

Heh, yesterday another friend IM’d me over MSN to say he went and got his balls pierced, how nice is that? I love it when he tells me that crap, ‘cause I really wanted the thought of a pierced hairy brain right before I ate.

Sometimes I think there’s a chance he’s stupider than me, even though I know he’s not.

[now playing – Sigur Ros – ( ) #3]

Monday...

2004-08-09T13:06:00.000+01:00

Old age pensioners, yep, I still dislike you.

Today I actually had plans to go out and go old book shopping and to buy a postcard in Leeds, but no! You can’t go doing that, keep yourself occupied? Don’t be silly, that’s not for you.

I’m having to wait in for my Granddad so he can finish plastering the bathroom, OK, I wouldn’t call him an O.A.P but he’s old and I want to blame someone, it’s raining but I can’t blame the rain so granddad will do, sorry granddad.

But I did have a nifty/weird/strange dream, I woke up with a smile and I was all snug and warm, so I’m in sort of a good mood. :)

[now playing – Alkaline Trio – Sadie (And the sound of great British rain.)]

Songs for your Funeral/wake/cremation/rave/drinking binge/celebration of life.

2004-08-08T11:49:00.000+01:00

Since I decided to stop reading bash.org a few weeks ago I decided to look at other sites, plus Sliq pointed out that I can read the something awful forums without paying $10. So reading the SA forums I read this thread linky and then I decided I wanted to compile this list of tracks that I like.

Don’t worry I don’t hope to be dead anytime soon.

Sigur Rỏs – ( ) #3
H.I.M – Join Me In Death (Razorblade Mix)
Happy Days Theme
Wilco – I’m The Man Who Loves You
David Bowie – Heroes
Pennywise – Bro Hymn Tribute (Live)
Dashboard Confessional – Jamie (Weezer Cover)
Me First And The Gimme Gimmes – Stand By Me (I think it’s them anyway) *Edit*
NOFX – Flossing A Dead Horse
Goldenhorse – Maybe Tomorrow
The Eyeliners – I Could Never Hate You
Dashboard Confessional – Ender Will Save Us All
Elliot Smith – Bye
Bic Runga – Gravity
NOFX – Drop The World
NOFX - Vincent

Total running time: 56m: 14s

[now playing – This Playlist]

Edit: turns out it isn't the, but it doesn't sound like nofx either so it could be anyone.

I want to be asleep.

2004-08-07T06:25:00.000+01:00

Right now its 06:25am and I’m awake. I went to bed at around 01:30am and I can clearly remember looking at the time around 03:30am. I did fall asleep at some point only to have a weird dream and to wake up at 05:10am.

I really do feel sorry for anyone who’s living somewhere warmer than me right now, stupid heats one of things keeping me awake apart from the usual. Can’t stop thinking and that I can’t keep still. Right now I feel like crying, I don’t have a problem with not sleeping when it’s by choice, but right now I want to sleep and I can’t, my eyes sting and I have headache..

[now playing – Fuck All]

I_Heart_Music

2004-08-06T20:04:00.000+01:00

I do, and today I got 10gb in my "Other Peoples Music" folder. Mainly albums, compilations and around 700mb of odd, misc tracks.

10gb

Everything I have

You will laugh, mock and taunt me for it, I'm pretty sure.

[now playing - NOFX - Kill Rock Stars]

Oh yippee. (This is not genuine excitement)

2004-08-05T18:34:00.000+01:00

(If your excitement doesn't have a holographic sticker on the front DO NOT accept it, It will most likely be a pirate bit of excitement and should be reported immediately. Pirate excitement funds terrorism. Terrorism = bad etc. This warning was brought to you by me, wasn't it lame?, your answer should be yes. Thank you.)

^That made me giggle.

Erm, this is sort of complicated, I had everything I wanted to say sort of planned in my head, but as usual I’ve forgotten it so I have to start over.

The whole point of this post is to say that I went to the doctors to see him about my blood test results and if I’m depressed and what he’ll do about it.

The results say that everything in my blood is fine and after sitting for thirty-minutes answering questions on how I feel daily, my routine, what triggers how I feel, and the feelings that are triggered he decided that I am depressed. He suggested that I take anti-depressants for 6 months and see him after 3 weeks to discuss how I feel. (He won't be there in 3 weeks so I have to see him in four)

At first I didn’t like the idea of anti-depressants as you always hear stories of people being moody after being taken off them so suddenly. This was the only thing that bothered me about the idea. The doctor bothered to explain that he has no plans to suddenly take me off them and that he plans to just make me gradually take less.

So now I have a box of Oxatin 20mg capsules sat next to me, I haven’t looked in the box yet and I don’t plan to till tomorrow morning.

Other things he suggested were to eat regularly and eat more, apparently twice a day if I feel like it isn’t enough. If I don’t feel hungry eating’s not really worth it sort of a waste of food that someone else could be eating.

So anyway I have to sort my life out. Apply for more jobs and maybe think of something to do with the money.
Also maybe set up my drums again and actual play them since I haven't played in months.

Heh, the lyrics of the song of my lyrics made me giggle:

Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear

I’ll shut up now.

[now playing – NOFX – The Decline]

I know what'd make a really nifty post.

2004-08-04T18:05:00.000+01:00

All the silly little things that I spend way too long thinking about.
Theres plenty of these per day, they're usually pretty funny if I bother to mention them outloud, maybe not funny as is in "haha, thats hiliarious, your a genius." more "haha, why do you bother to think they way you do?."

I'd write these little werid thoughts down if only I could remeber them.

As always I'd love to know how the human mind works.

A few weeks ago while in the car going to my dads my dad says "did you know someone died on this road earlier this week?" obviously I didn't know 'cause I'm not from Rotheram, so I ask how and my dad says "it was a man, and he got hit by a police car right outside the ambulance station" the first thing that came out of my mouth was "well they were nearly lucky" in my opinion thats pretty nasty and mean and whats worse I didn't care about what I just said and I still don't .

I've never had the best attitude towards life that was pretty mean and disrespectful to whoever died.
If I bother to think I'm sure I can remeber them.

[now playing - NOFX - Drop The World]

I AM THE MASTER OF USELESS BLOG CRAP, OH YES I AM DON'T ARGUE!.

2004-08-03T17:30:00.000+01:00

9:26 am - Wake up, look at phone, shut eyes again.

9:43 am - Get out of bed, switch on computer, go pee, open IRC etc..

10:40 am - Get bitched at by my mum/eat breakfast, type up CV.

11:00 am - Type up cover letter.

13:40 pm - Eat dinner, watch T.V.

15:15 pm - Bath! (yay!, I love baths!).

16:28 pm - Out of bath, dressed, stuff.

17:15 pm - Went out, posted CV and cover letter.

You fear my social activity I know you do.

[now playing - Bic Runga - Drive]

Nifty

2004-08-02T10:26:00.000+01:00

The other day Sliq linked me to this nifty stat counter, its completely invisible on the page and it shows some pretty useless but interesting stuff.

Pic.

[now playing - NOFX - Pharmacists Daughter]

Postcards.

2004-08-01T17:33:00.000+01:00

Haha, I got a postcard thats supposedly rude, now my mum thinks someones corrupting my tiny innocent mind. How its rude I don't know, maybe I just don't get it. Thats probably it.

Fact: If you were a leap year child you'd have to be 120 years old to be 30.
Fact: Novacaine is a really crappy film.
Fact: I'm out of stuff to say.
Fact: I still hate blogger a little bit.
Fact: Jayce rocks. (so does Leon too, my thieving sis made the gurge CD appear in her room, cow.)

Now I need to find a postcard to send back and I still need to think of something to send to dead.

[now playing - Hell Is For Heroes - Sick/Happy]

I don't get it.

2004-07-31T11:19:00.000+01:00

Why do males have a fascination with lesbians?.
Its two girls, which yes is pretty kinky, but they're gay, thats the point so why do you still find it attractive when you know full well they aren't gonna want you?, there not gonna be there going at it and think "Hm, after all these years I suddenly want cock"
Two straight girls kissing is waay more kinky in my opinion.

[now playing - Ween - Mutilated Lips]

Leepsing.

2004-07-31T07:36:00.000+01:00

Sleeping, something I used to be really good at, I used to be all:
"Ha!, you think your good at sleeping!? ..I can do it with my eyes closed with a hand tied behind my back!" now its "Ugh, I just slept for 3 hours ..thats pretty pathetic"

[now playing - HIM - Join Me In Death (Razorblade Mix)]

...

2004-07-30T10:55:00.000+01:00

Linky from MPolgara

[Removed the stupid pic]

Category X - The
Changeling

Witty, amusing and a bit weird, you're welcomed
into most social groups, even though you don't
'fit in' perfectly .

What Type of Social Entity are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

Bugs, Moths and God.

2004-07-29T16:27:00.000+01:00

Right now here in the Uk its summer so its all warm and stuff so I had my windows open to cool me down.
Having my windows open lets moths in, big moths, the kind that when their wings flap it sounds like skimming your fingers through the pages of a book.

So this moth comes in, fly’s around the light then past my head, by the time I’ve grabbed a magazine to hit it with it’s gone.

The next day I do all the stuff I usually do and at some point gone downstairs for something, as I’ve come back into my room for no reason I decide to make my bed, what comes flying out? Yep, that huge moth.

The next night the moth pops up again, fly’s around the light past my head and disappears for a bit, then later pops up again, as I go to smash it; it fly’s into my camera case laying on the floor, so I shut the case and leave it. Hours later at 2am while I’m trying to sleep in the stupid heat I hear the moth again.

Eventually I got annoyed and got a glass and envelope and caught it and just left it inside it all night.

Cockroaches

Yet another stupid creepy crawly thing. I was talking with someone about them the other day and they said that they had no purpose, they’re completely right, what do they do?

[Cockroach] we’ll just be over crawlin’ on stuff and being all creepy like.
[Cockroach] you want to sleep? Fuck off, we have scurrying around to be done.
[Cockroach] just me and the family wandering around all “scurry, scurry” and your all like “ew”.

One day if someone tells me there proper purpose I might not hate them so much but for now I’ll just carry on hating crawly stuff.

I changed my mind about the God bit, my lack of religious knowledge kinda spoilt my idea.
Its probably been done to death anyway

[now playing - Rufus Wainright - Hallelujah]

Babies! ..and stuff

2004-07-28T19:07:00.000+01:00

In an edit the otherday I mentioned my friend Crystal having a baby, since then I've spoken to her brother.
Crystals now living over the road in a flat with her fiance with 6 weeks till the babies due.

Wow ..what long posts I have ..all the better to bore you with.

[now playing - Blink 182 - Going Away To College(Live)]

Yep, Blink 182, Go on hate me you know you want to.

I went out again.

2004-07-27T18:52:00.000+01:00

Today at 3pm I went back up to HMV and WHSmiths to see about jobs.
HMV said they didn't need any staff right now and that I should just drop in my CV and they'd maybe get back to me. So they practically said no.
WHSmiths gave me information of where to send my CV and who to send it to. So I might get a job there.

After that I went and watched Shrek 2.
Bought my ticket at 3:40pm, went in at 3:55pm for the 4pm showing, waited for ages and evetually the film started at 4:50pm!, thats nearly an hour after I sat down.

The film wasn't that bad, but who goes to the cinema with their husband, their friend and 4 kids and then discuss' their sisters new sexually transmitted disease? I'm pretty sure the kids were in earshot too since I could hear it pretty clearly. The kids only looked 4 or 5 at the most.

I think I like kids films too much. I still like all the other films but kids films make me laugh and sad and stuff, pretty pathetic really.
Film music! film music makes me tingle for some reason, not sure why but it does.

This post was way more fun than earliers

Edit: Just got told my friend Crystals having a baby, don't know any details though. (yes I have friends)
[now playing - Modest Mouse - Black Caddilacs]

Yay! lifes great!

2004-07-27T10:21:00.000+01:00

Heh, I just lied..
I just got told that if I don't have a job or something by the time I'm eighteen I'm gonna get thrown out.
How nice most people would get a party that they don't want to show up to and I get thrown out.
So I have to get my boring life sorted by November the 11th 2004 or I'm fucked .. I'm either fucked and out on the streets where I'll quite happily curl up and die or I'll end up at my dads where I'll just carry on being a lazy fuck, watching dvd's browsing the internet, IRCing etc..
So I suppose I should at least make it look like I care and look for a job or spend some time at college again.

At the moment I don't really care about much and I can't think of a time I really cared about something worth caring about.
My mum says that at 14 I was barely ever in the house whereas now I'm barely ever out. She's right, at 14 I was out being a little shite, drinking since I was 12, smoking stuff, constantly playing with fire, girls. My mum never liked my best friend who was a girl. ok she wasn't exactly a friend she was more but my mum doesn't know that.
(she doesn't know I've done drugs, I'd be disowned so fast I woudn't know what happend if she ever found out).
Nowadays I don't want to go out, people are just fuckwits ..well not everyone but I really don't want to bother to get to know anyone anymore to find out or not.
Now that I'm 17 going outs not the same, I've been to clubs, pubs, bars when I was younger and there not my thing.
I'm much happier just loitering about with friends or going to a gig/show/concert if I bother to go out.

Meh.

[now playing - NOFX - Whoops, I OD'd]

If this thing was like a diary I'd never post..

2004-07-26T13:20:00.000+01:00

Yep, Its true.
I do nothing interesting enough to write in a diary about so I write crap here instead.
I can't decide what boring crap I want to write about, Its between:

Talking about every single link down the side of this blog.
Saying how nice most worthians are.
Copy and pasting my entire playlist.
Ranting about how much I liked certain songs or album or bands/groups people have reccomended me.

I just realised listing all those options achieves nothing so I might just do them all and see how big I can make this post.
Yeah I'll do that!.

Worth1000.com.
Site for Photoshop, Photography, Text and Illustration with a great community.

Sharing the groove.org
Community for sharing bootleg shows of all kinds including Rock, Pop, Jazz, Comedy etc..

Snack
A quote database for worth1000's chat area. (Where all the funny stuff goes)

Anry's gallery
An amazing artist. Go look then start hating the ammount of talent he has.

Ctrl+Alt+Del
Online comic that I find funny even though no one else seems to.

White Ninja Comics
Another online comic that I find funny plus other people find it funny too.

Little Gamers
Same as above.

Men In Hats
Same as above.

BooTleg
Links to more bootleg gigs and shows.

Something Awful
More photoshop but not so talented and a bit ..sicker sometimes.

Slashdot
News about computers, movies and other stuff.

Afterdawn
Website and community. Great place to look if your stuck with something audio or video related.

Ghost Stories
Isnt it obvious?

All the blog linkys
There all worth related. The list is of the ones I actually read rather than just a list of everyones for the sake of it.

The "How nice some worthians are" bit. ( <3 list!)

In no order at all. ok maybe some.

Hbomb. She changed my nick for me the otherday I didn't even have to ask.
Dollyllama. First person to ever say hi to me in chat and a really nice person. (ITSY BITSY NOT INKY DINKY!)
Mister_IQ. I don't need an excuse .. and I can't think of one.
Cyn. She says she'll never ban me from chat which isn't really fair but nice anyway. Amazing Illo stuff that I demand you go envy.
Arsidubu. I don't think I've ever spoken to him but his blog usually makes me laugh and his chops are pretty amazing.
Ava, Dead, Jayce, Meg, Meowza and Moonman. You all have to share a line because you rock just as much as each other. (alphabetical order)
Catwoman. Official giver-outer of cookies now with added baby.
Dorie. Funny, nice and other stuff.. with children. all the topics in chat about her babies made me laugh out loud literally.
Scarlette and Sliq. Nice smiley(sp?) people! (smiley as in smile or :))
Galoot. He's really funny ..Its not his fault.
Axiom and Unzer_Charlie. There determined to make me like Tom Waits and other stuff they listen to. Its not so bad I just don't like Tom Waits.
CCZ. Go click the linky to CCZ then laugh pretty hard and you'll understand.
MPolgara. Very nice lady.
Other people. If I've forgotten you I either think you don't rock or I've actually forgotten you.

Watch out world! I'm a describing monster!

Turns out I can't be bothered with the last two things on that list.
[I've edited this 4 times now]
[now playing - Lunatic Calm - Leave You Far Behind]

Gifts rock.

2004-07-23T14:52:00.000+01:00

Receiving gifts from people in foreign countries rocks that little bit more than gifts from anywhere else.

This morning the Regurgitator – Jingles (Best Of) CD turned up; It also came with a nifty sketch with a note on the back.
(How many of you can say you have a piece of Deadartist artwork with a personal note on the back?)

So Deadartist I <3 you loads, but I’m not even sure you read this crap.

I definitely need to send something back to make it fair, not sure what though.

[now playing – Regurgitator – Freshmint]

IRC Fun. Welcome to #war.

2004-07-22T21:28:00.000+01:00

Earlier in chat I had an idea about the war and if it was done on IRC, I deleted all the stuff from chat and in between and removed my nick.
*the greater and less than signs had to be changed as bloggers crap and it thinks there code*
*modes explained s = secret on server (means unless your in the room you won't see it when typing /list), = t topic can only be changed by mods , n = i can't remember.*

***Topic In #war is "Does Sadam have WMD?" Set by The_UN on 01/18/03
*** Bush quit (Quit: YOU HAVE WMD!)
***Saddam quit (Quit: NO I DON'T! COME LOOK!)
***Saddam joins
***The_UN sets mode +v Saddam
***Bush joins
***The_Un sets mode +v Bush
***Saddam was Kicked by The_UN (Go hide!)
***Bush was Kicked by The_UN (Go find him!)
***Saddam joins
***The_UN sets mode +v Saddam
***Bush joins
***The_Un sets mode +v Bush
***WMD Joined #war
***The_UN sets mode +v WMD
[+Bush] aha! found them!
***WMD changed nick to Farming_Equipment
[+Bush] damn!
[+Saddam] lol
[+Saddam] brb
***Sadam changed nick to Sadam|afk|In_Hole
*Bush checks high and low
***Bush quit (Quit: Changing Servers.)
***Topic in #hole is "I'm not here bitch" set by Saddam on 12/17/03
***Mode is +sti
***The_Un sets mode +v Bush
[+Bush] Aha! found you!
[@Saddam] ..Crap
*Bush Sends in the troops to have Saddam arested
***Saddam quit (Quit: The fucker got me.)
***Tony joined
***The_Un sets mode +v Tony
[+Tony] Loved the victory..
[+Tony] Wanna cyber?
[+Bush] Kinky
***The_UN sets mode +b *!*@made.up.ip.server.thing.co.uk Tony
***Tony was Kicked by The_UN (Brown nosing little shite.)
***The_UN sets mode +b *!*@made.up.ip.server.thing.com Bush
***Bush was Kicked by The_UN (Dumbass, your lowering the IQ of the entire server jsut being here.)

Thursday.

2004-07-22T20:29:00.000+01:00

Today I went in the bath for 3 hours. 3 HOURS!.
It wasn't intentional, as always I did all the stuff you do in the bath and then I laid back and drifted off.
I had another weird dream, I can explain it and describe it and stuff but I'm sort of not going to ..well only a little bit.
It was weird it didn't make any sense whatsoever but everything looked real but still strange and me and the other person in the dream laughed so hard we cried.
It rocked.

[now playing - Wilco - Thirteen]

Dreams.

2004-07-21T14:06:00.000+01:00

When I was in the bath on Monday afternoon I had a dream that I haven’t had before.

Lately I feel tired and achy and I know if I lay my head down I’ll fall asleep within ten to fifteen minutes.

The good thing about this is I get to have a few more dreams even if I don’t remember all of them.

So I was laid in the bath like you do and like always I start drifting off, I have no problem with falling asleep in the bath, I don’t think I’ll drown or anything so I just happily shut my eyes and dream.
And eventually I had this weird dream that was scarily realistic, I’m pretty sure it wasn’t real and I know it wasn’t scary.
It was just me laid there like I was with eyes shut and like always in the bath I drift in and out of sleep.

This time I hear the voice of a friend so I open my eyes slightly to see who it is and I see a shadow on the shower curtain of someone (when I went in the bath no one was home and I knew I’d fall asleep so I put the shower curtain up so no one pervs) and I shut my eyes again and then try looking again but this time my eyes are really really heavy to the point I can’t open them and I just get the slightest glimpses of white light shining through.

All of this didn’t really bother me till I was making myself something to eat earlier and I started thinking about it, the thought of losing my sight scares the crap out of me, if I lost my sight or hearing or the power to move I’d be devastated just like anyone else.

I’ve had plenty of weird dreams over the years some I’ve talked about and some I haven’t.
The best one by far has to be the one where I’m falling to my death from a great height.

At one point I’m sure this dream was scary but now the actual falling is a great rush for some reason and hitting the floor fills me with a strangest happiness.
The only let down to this dream is that when I wake I wake with a bump from hitting the floor, it feels like I fell from a few inches above my bed.

I’ve had plenty of other dreams but that’s one of the only fun and interesting ones and it’s probably the nearest I’ll get to flying in a dream.

[now playing - Elliot Smith - The Biggest Lie]

I went out!.

2004-07-20T19:43:00.000+01:00

Yep, today at around 2:20pm I went out.

I walked up to WHSmiths and bought two books and a magazine to keep me occupied in the afternoons rather than being on IRC.
I bought "Love all the people Letters, lyrics, routines" by Bill Hicks, "Dilbert and the way of the weasel" by Scott Adams and Mixmag.

I then walked across to the cinemas to go watch “Around the world in 80 days” Starring Steve Coogan, Jackie Chan, Cécile De France, Arnold Swarzmerthinger, Richard Branson and some other actor folk.
I didn’t have my phone with me so I didn’t know what time it was when I got there and ended up being there way early, the showing was at 4:45pm and I got the round 3:30pm.

So I ended up sitting reading the foreword of the Bill Hicks book, the back cover of the Dilbert book and looking at the kinky manumission pictures in Mixmag (Don’t worry it’s about dance music and clubs not porn).

Eventually I went and bought my ticket and went in, the film was great, I laughed at all the funny bits and all the funny bits that were put in for grown ups that make the kids think “yer wha’?” while the grown ups laugh and have a slight coughing fit.

Being alone in a room full of people is one of the weirdest feelings.

Even though I did laugh and enjoy it there’s still the bits where it’s not holding your attention and you drift off feeling all sad and lonely, but then you laugh again and it goes away for a bit.

If I could do today again all by myself I would but I’d do it tomorrow and I’d have gone and bought ¾ pants.
Today was really warm and I’m not a big fan of warm or sunlight so now I have a pretty banging headache.
But apart from that today wasn’t so bad.

Today - *** out of *****.

Also – FUCK YOU BLOGGER YOU EVIL WICTH.

[now playing - HIM – Gone With The Sin]

Heh. More Boredom.

2004-07-19T13:23:00.000+01:00

Here's my no-fail, fool-proof, hack-proof Twelve-Step Program to Overcoming Your IRC Addiction!

Step 1: Admitting you have a problem. Do you spend countless hours typing away at people whom you only know by what is shown on a monitor. Admit it, you're addicted.

Step 2: Accept the fact that the IRC is not coming back. It doesn't take a hacker to know that "development" would have been finished days ago.

Step 3: Don't place blame. All the pent up anger and hostility towards whatever led to the downfall of the IRC is pointless, which brings us to step 4.

Step 4: Develop outside interests. Go on, shut off the computer and release that hostility in a suitable atmosphere.. say a sport.

Step 5: Resist the urge to telnet to GDFN or GRFN or many other local chat servers.. YOU DON'T NEED IT.

Step 6: Go to a public place, such as the mall, beach, etc. See these people? These people are exactly like those you converse with on the IRC. Go up to somebody. Start a converstaion.

Step 7: Refrain from using IRC-lingo in this conversation. Don't say "brb" as you leave. Don't say "/topic It's beautiful out today!" to change the subject. AND MOST IMPORTANT. When talking about yourself, use "I", not your nick.

Step 8: That cord running into your modem on the back of the computer can also be used to speak to people over a phone. Plug it into one, dial a number, and start talking.

Step 9: Take up a hobby, volunteer your time, or get a job. But rememeber, in these kinds of situations, typos are not permissable as they are on IRC. For example, a sign should read "NEW STUDENTS" and not "NEW STEWDENTS"

Step 10: Go lay down in bed. Close your eyes. This is what you've been missing when you are on the IRC in the wee hours of the morning. It's called sleep. You'll soon find yourself craving sleep, but that's okay. It's normal.

Step 11: School's about to start. Instead of turning on the computer when you get home, open your schoolbooks. Without IRC you will actually have time to study and do homework.. Your grades will rise, and Mom and Dad will be OH SO PROUD!

Step 12: GET A LIFE, EH?

Thanks.. any questions can be emailed to IRKAHOLICS@anonymous.org

Note: This was copied from a forward, The Mighty Katja gets all credit for it...

Do you always wear your shoes over your socks?

Hospitals can be quite entertaining.

2004-07-19T10:47:00.000+01:00

Today I had to go to the hospital for 8:30am (ew early morning, whats worse is I got up at 6am) .
So I went, got there 10 minutes early and sat down with my stupid slip the doctor gave me.
I had to sit there with all these old people waiting to get a ticket to go In and get done.
I got ticket #95 and the queue started at #89 so I wasn't there for that long, but the best bit was actually sittinig In the room about to have my blood taken. It's great watching other peoples faces, there was one woman to my left, a muslim woman with all her dress etc on, she takes it off enough to get to her arm and she's barely sat down In the chair and she pulls a right face. It was so funny to look at that I started laughing under my breath and had to be asked to sit still. It Rocked.

Other than that hospitals are just ugh, I usually end up there atleast once a year for something stupid anyway, except for 2003 I'm pretty sure I never went In 2003.

[now playing - Wilco - I'm The Man Who Loves You]

2004-07-19T06:38:00.000+01:00

Description of Your First Name of: James

Although the name James creates the urge to be reliable and responsible, we emphasize that it frustrates you through a scattered and emotional nature. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the liver, bloodstream, and through worry and mental tension.
As James, you have a natural interest in the welfare of your fellow man, and a desire to help and serve others in a humanitarian way. You are responsible and generous, although somewhat scattering and disorganized at times. Any jobs requiring systematic and conscientious effort, or involving any form of drudgery, dismay you. In your work, you would seek a position offering self-expression through contact with people, such as sales or teaching, or a position giving scope to your creative, artistic talents. You are good-natured and likeable, and people tend to confide in you and seek your advice in personal problems. Others sense your sincere interest and desire to help, and you can always be counted on to see the bright side of any problem.

[now playing - Bodyjar - Not The Same]
Edit: To credit Sliq.

Lists.

2004-07-18T16:35:00.000+01:00

List Of Stuff I Hate Or Don't Like That Much.

1. Shopping.
2. Stupid People.
3. People who arent stupid but act stupid.
4. Smart people who know their smart.
5. smart people who know their smart and go out of their way to make others look stupid.
6. Attention whores.
7. Attention whores who didn't used to be attention whores and were once quite sensible.
8. Volvo drivers.
9. Oap's (There everywhere, they're slow in cars, they smell on bus' and they give me the dirtiest looks).
10. Dickheads/Fuckwits/Bullies/Generally nasty people.

List Of Stuff I Love Or Quite Like.

1. Jayce.
2. IRC.
3. Music.
4. The Internet.
5. DVD's.
6. Rollercoasters.
7. Bacon In white bread.
8. Friends (not the Tv show even though I did quite like it).
9. Sleeping (I have a sleeping pattern so I sleep well. It rocks!).
10. Silly blogger options for time and dates.

[now playing - Chemical Brothers - Song To The Siren]

2004-07-07T17:26:00.000+01:00

Today I rang to quit my job at around 17:00 (5pm).
I was fed up of coming home aching and covered In muck and filth.
All I do for the three and a half hours Is move boxes, moving boxes doesn't sound hard but they start coming along faster, the quicker they come the more they pile up, once they pile up they become three times as heavy to lift before stacking them.

So this afternoon I fell asleep with tears In my eyes.
I'm not even sure why I was crying but I was, and after waking up I noticed I'd been crying and realising this made me cry some more.
..I think I've written this whole thing In the wrong order as I was crying before I quit my job and I cried a fair bit afterwards.
If I try to start again I'm pretty sure I'll forget and It'll have been yet another waste of stupid time.

Admitting to your employer that your depressed over the phone Is one of the weirdest things I've ever had to do, I found It weirder that she didn't seem shocked or anything, she just told me to see my GP (doctor) again and tell my mother something she already knew.

Can you explain how you feel in words without feeling confused?

I know I can't, I've struggled with words since as long as I can remember.
Through school my problem was that I could read better than most In my class but my spelling, handwriting and generally getting stuff from my head to the paper was a problem.
Thinking about It I don't think they handled It very well, they used to make me try improve my handwriting to this very pretty style which I liked alot but I couldn't keep up with, so I'd sit for an hour or two every evening trying to make my handwriting more readable.

Through highschool my problem was the same trying to get stuff to paper except now I had to sit through english classes.
At first I was In the top set for two years before they realised I couldn't cope and dropped me down to set three where I didn't seem to cope any better.

After highschool I left with poor GCSE results and me getting stuff to paper isn't so bad since now It's going into a computer, I still miss entire words out as my brain doesn't move the same speed as my fingers and I often spelll things wrong and end up correcting It.

New bit

This blogging things great, I'm writing stuff down and It makes me feel slightly better.
Half the stuff I'm writing insn't even In order and probably doesn't make sense to anyone but me and I wouldn't be suprised If no one reads this, I can't balme them as all I'm doing Is rambling away to myself sort of like talking to myself but not feeling so stupid.
Obviously there's stuff I can't write down as It's strictly for my head only (or a certain someone I trust).
I could write It down but I'd rather keep It to myself and keep something just for me so I feel like I have something you don't, so really I'm hiding stuff from people I don't even know or people who aren't actually there.. and I'm rambling again.

[now playing - linky]

Erm.. Tuesday.

2004-07-06T15:16:00.000+01:00

It's Tuesday!.. whoopy doo.

Since yesterday we've had the plumbers In our house re-piping everything so we can turn on the central heating radiator by radiator not one's on all's on stylee.
Earlier they did my room so I had to move everything away from my radiator so they could get In.
Apart from my bed everythings next to my radiator this includes: drum kit, 3 big boxes full of stuff, a fan and some huge thing that I can't remember the name of.

Oh! I got woke by cramp In my left leg at 8 am this morning! I think that's what this whole post was about, maybe I get distracted too easily.

[now playing - Propellerheads - Spybreak!]
[now googling - Stories about cramp]
[now finishing - This post]

Saturday... Wait Sunday.

2004-07-04T18:56:00.000+01:00

Well It's Sunday and I haven't slept yet, I woke at about 9am Saturday morning.
Doing all the usually stuff IRC, DVD's, Music and so on.

Films.
So far since Saturday night I've watched Lost In Translation, Stuck On You and Scary Movie 3.

Lost In Translation was good. I liked It a lot, nice plot and the ending was a bit random as I wasn't watching the clock.
The stories simple. One actor away from his family in Hong Kong or Japan or somewhere like that (my memories amazing) filming for some whisky advertisement.
The other characters just a girl who's not quite sure what she wants to do with herself and has tagged along with photographer boyfriend.
They end up chatting, getting along and then they go off doing fun stuff.

I'll shut up now and move on to the next film just incase someone reads this and has It spoiled for them.

Stuck On You was just as good but In It's own funnier way. I spent a lot of the film laughing and choking and also wondering how they looked so realistically attached to eachother.
I suppose the plots like most other films, Someone's hard done by, they realize their dream, they go off and do It, something goes wrong along the way, they get past It and carry on, they realize the miss eachother like mad and can't really live without eachother, they get back together and go do there own thing again with added girl friends etc...

Scary Movie 3 was just well not interesting really.
It didn't have the waylan brothers In It which sort of spoilt It compared to the other two previous films, plus the story wasn't really amazing In the first place and there was all these crappy celeb people that I don't really care about.

Music.

This weekend I've listend to Bright Eyes - Fever & Mirrors and the Lost In Translation OST.

From what I heard of the Bright Eyes album I liked a lot, Sadly I kept drifting off while resting my head on my hand infront of the computer.
I learnt my lesson when my head slid off of my hand and smashed against the pepsi can below It.

The Lost In Translation OST I liked a lot (hm, repetition)
It had a few of the tracks I liked while watching the film and was very relaxing all the way through.
If I wasn't cheap I'd go buy them probably.

You journalist type folk out there better watch your jobs as you can see I'm way more talented and honest and stuff and.. and.. I need a funny reason.

[now playing - Alkaline Trio - Halloween Live @ The Metro Chicago.il.2002]

The "Meh" post

2004-06-30T22:50:00.000+01:00

It's now 22:54 (10:54pm for you weird folk) and I can't remember any of the nice things about my day.
I've been to work again and It was exactly like yesterday except I have 3 papercuts on my right hand, three cut's on my right wrist and one on my left forearm.
They didn't really bother me till I ate some salt and vinegar crisps and realised I had them.
Working for UPS isn't bad till the last hour of the shift where I start to ache, some of the stuff we have to move Is pretty nifty like:

Mobile phones: There lite and easy to move and you might have thought they were for communication but your wrong. Screw your txt's and phone calls you haven't used a phone properly till you've thrown It at someone's head or had one thrown at yours.

Widescreen TV's: Everyone seems to want one but they don't realise that they endanger my existence everything I move one. Theres only one me and I'm not registered for the species protection thing. Go buy a portable there smaller, easier to move and you can do the rockstar thing with ease.

Hewlett Packard stuff: Lotsa printers, scanners, etc easy to move and stuff.

Bus'
I finished work at 20:30 (8:30pm) I got to the bus station at 20:40 (work It out lazy)
my bus was due for 21:11 (It's not hard) stupid bus didn't show till 22:00 (see).
Bus' have a habit of being late but 49mins late Is slighty ridiculous and since my bus was late I got home to find everyone's had gone to bed so I can't have a bath or shower. I smell, I'm a dirty colour and I have cuts to clean. Oh and my pants are torn.

[now playing - X-Ray Spex - I Am A Cliché]

The "I'm dead on my feet" post (and other more interesting stuff I did today)

2004-06-29T22:05:00.000+01:00

I lied it's not that interesting.

Today I got up showered, went on IRC said hi and stuff with lots of !!! And <3 etc and then I went out and bought a microphone.
So today I've spoken to Jayce, Koma and Moges.
I didn't really have any idea of what they might sound like mainly because I... I can't remeber how this sentence was supposed to end.
But anyway they all sound nice and stuff and Koma doesn't really sound 8 more 10 or 11 (haha I'm mocking you but you have better english skills and stuff so I'll shut up).
Jayce sounded like she's from the other side of the world and she doesn't say bro at all. (I <3 you and I can't think remeber anything much about this morning)
Moges didn't say much he was watching tennis.. well he wasn't watching the tennis but he was looking at the screen.

I'm still waiting to talk to Moonman and some other people.

That was the interesting or not part of my day.

After all the fun I had to go to work and play tetris with stuff for 3½ hours from 5 while 8:30pm.
By 7:45 I was drained of all energy apart from my face and my face didn't really feel up to moving boxes either.
Anyway I dragged and scraped myself to the bus station and went home only to realise I have a new filthier skin tone and that my backs all like "meh, go prop yourself up on something" so me and my spine will be having words.

Oh tommorow I'm having curry for breakfast.

and I'm not sure if it's a script or plugin for the now playing thing so i'm gonna type it

[now playing - Modest Mouse - The Good Times Are Killing Me (Live)]

The "I'm new be gentle" post

2004-06-25T15:51:00.000+01:00

I can't think of anything to write about that's worth writing about which makes me like a lot of other people on the internet.

But I did just get a phone call to say I got my job at UPS
I just need to take my bank details In on Monday when I start.

All I have to do Is move boxes for 3½ hours and go home
which leaves me all day to get up late, bother IRC and generally do nothing.

(Please critique my entry!)