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Post 01.3

21:57

I need to get back into Linux in a big way, I really do. I spent the first half of my evening looking at cheap base units on Ebay with the intention of slamming in some of my spare ram that I have laying around the house and whacking the latest release of Ubuntu in there. I then decided I was poor and couldn’t spare the £50 they were asking… I need to get me some Linux!

Post 01.2

21:28

Third pint of brown beer of the evening and the assasin mission in ME2 is in the bag. Work just entered my mind, I must keep it out.

POst 01.1

20:52 Yea, let’s go. I am about to fire up Mass Effect 2 and I don’t expect to leave this chair unless my pint glass becomes empty of beer.

Post 01

20:46

It’s Monday 05th Jan 2011 and the last time I updated this blog was 1010 days ago.

Drive

Like a revelation, the wind struck me at top speed on my way to the bus stop 30 minutes ago. Destroying my sculpture like hair it whistled past my ears howling the words like gods own all powerful voice. It was saying ‘LEARN TO FUCKING DRIVE ASS WIPE!’

Tomorrow morning I shall haul my lazy arse out of bed early, get down to the post office and apply for my provisional driving licence. Things are going to change, before I go raving, jabbering insane.

Mahalo.

Getaway

I think I might visit Malta this year. The thoughts of sitting on a beach in Gozo, with a drink in my hand and a good book, fill me with a certain sense of joy. Getting up and having breakfast on the balcony, early to bed and early to rise. A proper holiday is exactly what I need.

My last little get away which was last month, can hardly be described as a holiday. Packed into a small car, road tripping it along the northern coast of France. I came back from that trip so jangled that it took me a week to recover. Early to bed, blind drunk, and then early to rise with a serious hangover. Into the little car, and then 9 hours of solid driving. My central memory of that trip are standing on a cliff face, just north of the town of St Mere Eglise, holding a Sony Handycam, with the ice cold wind ferociously battering me as I tried to film.

No that is not what I have in mind this time. This time I shall have a real holiday, filled with sun, sea and serenity. Good air, good food, good drink, good people and good times.

foul mood and bad language, inability to sleep and Dragon quest VIII

It’s Saturday and as I write this I’m sitting in a room filled with mess and clutter, and the wind is howling at my window outside. The television is on, it’s muted,and I am watching cycling. it is rubbish. England are cycling around with a flag. I am bored and have nothing to do. I hate days like this. Just sitting in my room, blurry eyed, wishing I could take back the last year of my life and start it all over again. I woke up late and my eyes are still half closed. I could still be in bed dreaming for all my fucking mind knows. I’ll feel this way all day. Lethargic, pissed off and fed up with the whole fucking thing. What am I fed up with? Fucked if I know, people, but i am well and truly, royally fucking pissed fucking off with it.

Oh happy days! A revelation has struck me, and now ‘m filled with a sense of elation. For far too long now I’ve hesitated in writing this blog. Too long have I began an entry only to stop half way through because I think that what I’m writing is shit, that nobody will read it, and that those who do read it will laugh and point at me. Well fuck that! Who reads this? Either nobody, or people I don’t know, and thus could give a vaguless fuck what they think about my incessant, spelling error filled, bad grammar strune piece of writing. So from this day forth I shall write what I want. And if you don’t like it lord, then don’t bloody read it.

So why the sudden change of heart, foul mood and bad language? well I’ve been off work the past week due to an ear infection, which has caused a dreadful ammount of pain,coupled with the inability to sleep. This means I’m tired and pissed off. Seriously though, I haven’t been able to leave the house all week. Have you seen Secret Window? I feel like I have some serious cabin fever going on. The only thing that has kept me from going stark raving mad recently is plenty of sweet tea and long hours playing Dragon quest VIII.

I have the game cued at the title screen now, so as I always do, I’ll cut this piece of shit short.

Mahalo

Giant Bomb

This guy really deserves our support. I’ve been a huge fan of his work for a long time. First discovering him at a popular video game website who’s name I wont utter here. Recently, said website fired his ass for no good reason at all, so what is he doing about this? He’s starting his own website. And it’s all looking very exciting. So head on over to Giant Bomb (.com)

Peanut Butter

Last night was the first time in 2 nights that I have slept in a bed, and it was a welcome luxury.

I was only in work for 2 hours on Tuesday, so I finished at 16:00 and headed straight to the pub. I didn’t really have anywhere else to go, so I walked into the village near my office, ordered a pint of Spitfire, and read the paper. When I left the pub, I decided to take a walk. There’s a huge park behind the offices where I work, with lakes and woods, it’s really nice. I headed in that direction, but it started to rain so I stopped at the bus stop and lie a cigarette.

When I was on the bus, and half way home, my phone rang. It was my friend Chris asking what I was up to and if I would like to head over to his place for a night of xbox 360 and beer. Of course, I graciously accepted.  The game we would play all night and into the early hours was Call of duty 4. An xbox live pleasure, and the game was almost as fun as watching Chris shout down his foul mouthed US opponents. There is no come back to ‘How about I give you some peanut butter. You smear it all over my ass, and if you’re a good boy I’ll let you lick it off”. So, two days later I’m rested and refreshed and ready for a weekend at the office.