Today was a day off in the sense that I was not at work but I ended up doing more work than I do at Currys, spending the day moving boxes and furniture to the new house. It's horrendous looking at the amount of boxes containing everything I own and considering how it is all going to fit in my room. Also when I was starting to unpack a few things I realised it is going to take me a lot of getting used to having neighbours; every sound or movement from outside had me peering suspiciously out the window. This is because I haven't actually had neighbours or lived in the vicinity of other houses since I was 3. Other than that though the new house is going to be great.
Once we packed up for the day we had a takeaway from the chippy; my pizza had the addition of the centre still being half-frozen. On the bright side you could say it cooled me off after working hard all day.
Lastly this evening as I was watching TV with my brother he noticed my Fly Zapper, an electronic fly swat that electrocutes the creature. Long story short I explained that if the red light is off the metal hasn't got electricity in it. He decided to touch it just after the red light went off, and there was still some charge left so a small bolt of electricity leapt across to his fingertip prompting him to scream the house down thinking he'd literally been electrocuted. After a minute he realised it wasn't actually hurting any more and that everything was fine. I considered being a brave brother, zapping my own finger to show it doesn't injure you, it just hurts for a second, but I chickened out because I get electric shocks off of shopping trolleys let alone sticking my finger into a live mesh.
Song of the day is by Equilibrium, a german folk metal band. This track is off of the bonus CD of their new album Rekreatur, where they do acoustic covers of previous songs of theirs. It's a great song on the normal recording but it also sounds really cool acoustically.
Friday, 9 July 2010
So very tired...
As expected this morning was horrendous, needing to get up at 9 after getting home at 3. I wasn't at all hungover, again thanks to the endlessly helpful advice from Calvin a while back about drinking loads of water before you go to bed after drinking. However there was no dodging the tiredness and I spent the majority of the day in a stupor, failing to comprehend simple conversations with colleagues and spending much of my time walking around in an aimless daze. I discovered the vague possibility of a job going at the High Street store; someone who can run the camera section. It would mean a simple exchange if it works out well, and if there's enough hours to make it worthwhile it would mean no more annoying late shifts and running around spending loads on taxis trying to catch buses. I'm phoning up tomorrow to find out more, and mentioned it to my Deputy Manager. I don't want to make out I'm a star colleague by any means but I do my job without any real problems. Because of this he doesn't really want me to leave but instead of straight out saying so he resorted to mind game tactics as he so often does, but misses the mark as he so often does, making it difficult to keep a straight face as I simply said "I'll phone up and discuss it tomorrow" to his claims of why I will hate it there.
This evening has been completely inconsequential, literally nothing worth mentioning. Tomorrow was meant to be the day of our move but my parent's mattress was due to be delivered today and the courier phoned up to inform us it was torn, asking if we still wanted it. We declined their offer so due to them having nowhere to sleep we've got to postpone it a few days. Tomorrow will be less fraught therefore, but will still be taken up largely by lugging heavy stuff around.
Song of the day was chosen by Iain Rough, who turned 16 today. He un-subtly suggested in a facebook message that I choose this song and dedicate it to him as a birthday present. So here it is, Bullet For My Valentine - Waking the Demon. It's definitely one of their best songs and it's got a cool video too. In looking for a video on youtube for it I confirmed something I though when I saw it on Scuzz ages ago; there's two versions of the song. A gay one and a good one. The good one is below and the gay one is uploaded by Bullet's own youtube account so is not embeddable by some copyright paranoia. HERE'S a link, but it completely destroys the power of the proper version.
This evening has been completely inconsequential, literally nothing worth mentioning. Tomorrow was meant to be the day of our move but my parent's mattress was due to be delivered today and the courier phoned up to inform us it was torn, asking if we still wanted it. We declined their offer so due to them having nowhere to sleep we've got to postpone it a few days. Tomorrow will be less fraught therefore, but will still be taken up largely by lugging heavy stuff around.
Song of the day was chosen by Iain Rough, who turned 16 today. He un-subtly suggested in a facebook message that I choose this song and dedicate it to him as a birthday present. So here it is, Bullet For My Valentine - Waking the Demon. It's definitely one of their best songs and it's got a cool video too. In looking for a video on youtube for it I confirmed something I though when I saw it on Scuzz ages ago; there's two versions of the song. A gay one and a good one. The good one is below and the gay one is uploaded by Bullet's own youtube account so is not embeddable by some copyright paranoia. HERE'S a link, but it completely destroys the power of the proper version.
Thursday, 8 July 2010
Inverness... oh no.
This morning I was set to go to work but just as I was getting ready to go I heard there had been an accident somewhere along the Loch. I checked the BBC site and sure enough a wood lorry had caught fire in the early morning and even by mid-morning the road was still closed. Phoning stagecoach confirmed that buses were not running. So I had to get to work late, getting a lift from Dad who had to go to town to buy parts for the Exhibition which had effectively exploded in a power cut early this morning. Whether the power cut was related to the wood lorry fire, both occurring somewhere around 7am, I don't know.
Eventually getting to work I found that my presence was not at all necessary; at no point during the day were there more customers than staff. It was unspeakably boring; I spent the majority of the day in the state of mind where you're so deeply bored that you almost don't know how to walk or think any more and you feel like you're about to fall over and die. The one good part of the day was that for the first couple of hours of my being there someone had put on a Busted CD over the sound system. I solemnly swear it wasn't me so it was a genuine delight for me roaming around aimlessly listening to Busted. Eventually 8pm struck and I headed off to town for the evening's festivities. We were celebrating Catriona's upcoming 19th Birthday; we being Catriona, Fiona, Fiona's flatmate, Florence, Laura, Claire and Victoria. In waiting for them to get to town I sat outside MacDonalds on the benches where I got speaking to an insane person called Hannah. Though insane sounds like an insult they're usually the best people. Folk arrived and we headed off to any bar that had free seats because the match was still playing at this time. We finally settled on a pub on church street, the name of which completely escapes me, but it was really nice. I noticed a cocktail called 'Zombie - Not for the faint-hearted'. Naturally I ordered that immediately and it was lovely, so apparently I'm not faint-hearted. Once we'd been here for a while we headed to Studio25. I have not been in a nightclub before so it was set up to be an experience for me. It turns out that it was even worse an experience than I had imagined it would be. In general I find it just too intense and the music is annoying, but specific to Studio25, the DJ was atrocious, playing music too loud for the speakers to handle, so it was a distorted mess; and it was full of under-age girls being hounded over by guys easily in their mid-twenties. This borderline paedophilia really annoyed me and eventually I left, consoling myself by listening to Power Quest for a while until the rest had finished their revelry and we got a taxi home. No offence to anyone who was there, though I dwelled quite a bit on the horrific nature of my time at Studio25 I did have a decent night with great people; a far better evening than if I'd been sitting at home watching people falling over on youtube.
Song of the day is appropriately by Busted. It's from their second (and final) album, the one which was playing today. I may have been spotted singing along to this song heartily on the shop floor, hence it's choice for the day.
Eventually getting to work I found that my presence was not at all necessary; at no point during the day were there more customers than staff. It was unspeakably boring; I spent the majority of the day in the state of mind where you're so deeply bored that you almost don't know how to walk or think any more and you feel like you're about to fall over and die. The one good part of the day was that for the first couple of hours of my being there someone had put on a Busted CD over the sound system. I solemnly swear it wasn't me so it was a genuine delight for me roaming around aimlessly listening to Busted. Eventually 8pm struck and I headed off to town for the evening's festivities. We were celebrating Catriona's upcoming 19th Birthday; we being Catriona, Fiona, Fiona's flatmate, Florence, Laura, Claire and Victoria. In waiting for them to get to town I sat outside MacDonalds on the benches where I got speaking to an insane person called Hannah. Though insane sounds like an insult they're usually the best people. Folk arrived and we headed off to any bar that had free seats because the match was still playing at this time. We finally settled on a pub on church street, the name of which completely escapes me, but it was really nice. I noticed a cocktail called 'Zombie - Not for the faint-hearted'. Naturally I ordered that immediately and it was lovely, so apparently I'm not faint-hearted. Once we'd been here for a while we headed to Studio25. I have not been in a nightclub before so it was set up to be an experience for me. It turns out that it was even worse an experience than I had imagined it would be. In general I find it just too intense and the music is annoying, but specific to Studio25, the DJ was atrocious, playing music too loud for the speakers to handle, so it was a distorted mess; and it was full of under-age girls being hounded over by guys easily in their mid-twenties. This borderline paedophilia really annoyed me and eventually I left, consoling myself by listening to Power Quest for a while until the rest had finished their revelry and we got a taxi home. No offence to anyone who was there, though I dwelled quite a bit on the horrific nature of my time at Studio25 I did have a decent night with great people; a far better evening than if I'd been sitting at home watching people falling over on youtube.
Song of the day is appropriately by Busted. It's from their second (and final) album, the one which was playing today. I may have been spotted singing along to this song heartily on the shop floor, hence it's choice for the day.
Wednesday, 7 July 2010
A curse upon thee, Sky.
Today was another day off so I spent the majority of it doing more stuff for moving house. The morning was completely unproductive because I spent it phoning Sky trying to arrange the re-installation and to get Broadband and Phone through them. Theoretically that would have made me the perfect customer and everything would have gone smoothly, but of course not, as I was dealing with Sky. They won't book an installation until they've installed the phone line which they won't do for another two weeks, so we're looking at a month without TV but we've still got to pay out subscription in this time. Also, the previous reps I've spoken to have told me I can have unlimited broadband for £7.50 a month but now this person says that 'because of my postcode' I can only have a 40GB cap service for £17 a month. When the time comes that I can actually book the internet I plan on having a showdown with Sky.
Once this was done a ridiculous amount of time had passed so I went mad in my room, packing more of the endless amount of stuff I have accumulated over the years. Listening to Power Quest and rummaging through drawers of stuff from younger years it was actually a pretty good time.
Tonight I had a massive metal debate with Vinnie, Iain and Robert which was awesome. It turns out Vinnie likes terrible music. Iain and Robert both like some good music though except for Pendulum who I realised today use exactly the same beat in a lot of their music along with the same synth sounds which explains why I don't like them much. Iain showed me a song which I have chosen as Song of the Day. It's Rihanna and Eminem; a duo I hadn't even heard was possible let alone had actually happened. It's brilliant; it reminds me of Eminem's older music, rather than the really tacky stuff he's done more recently. It's also much like some older music by Rihanna like 'Unfaithful'.
Last thing, I just heard from Jennifer (who works at the cinema) that they've found the DVD and Blu-ray I bought on Saturday night and somehow manager to leave there. All I have to do is go in and sign for it. Massive thanks to her because I was pretty miffed at the twenty quid I'd literally thrown away.
Once this was done a ridiculous amount of time had passed so I went mad in my room, packing more of the endless amount of stuff I have accumulated over the years. Listening to Power Quest and rummaging through drawers of stuff from younger years it was actually a pretty good time.
Tonight I had a massive metal debate with Vinnie, Iain and Robert which was awesome. It turns out Vinnie likes terrible music. Iain and Robert both like some good music though except for Pendulum who I realised today use exactly the same beat in a lot of their music along with the same synth sounds which explains why I don't like them much. Iain showed me a song which I have chosen as Song of the Day. It's Rihanna and Eminem; a duo I hadn't even heard was possible let alone had actually happened. It's brilliant; it reminds me of Eminem's older music, rather than the really tacky stuff he's done more recently. It's also much like some older music by Rihanna like 'Unfaithful'.
Last thing, I just heard from Jennifer (who works at the cinema) that they've found the DVD and Blu-ray I bought on Saturday night and somehow manager to leave there. All I have to do is go in and sign for it. Massive thanks to her because I was pretty miffed at the twenty quid I'd literally thrown away.
Monday, 5 July 2010
Milk paton yeah!
Today I had a day off so I spent the first part of the day sorting more stuff out for moving. Biggest thing was phoning sky; after a long conversation with sales about what we wanted, what it would cost, etc, etc, it turned out we couldn't put it through because the first person I spoke to had done something wrong, blocking any changes to the account for the rest of the day.
This afternoon I went down to Drew's to do "filming" for my part in Milk Paton. It's not exactly filming because it consist of posing for a few photos; Milk Paton is done in a style I have never seen elsewhere, with a mixture of computer-enhanced surroundings, animated photos of people and occasional live-action elements. It's very hard to explain but is very unique when seen completed. It's a small part so my end of the deal didn't take long but it will be the beginning of hours of work on the computer for Drew as the visual effect is the result of an awful lot of fiddling around with various softwares. Once this was done we walked to the chippy where I was ashamed to find myself ordering a battered mars bar. Due to this I abandoned my chance of a lift home with Dad and cycled home to try and quell the clogging up of my arteries.
This evening I did very little worth mentioning. The only notable point is that on The Vault they had a No Doubt through the years program which was amazing because they're one of my favourite bands. It ran right through to Gwen Stefani's more recent solo songs, including 'what you waiting for' which I was horrified to find out was released a whole six years ago. They also played today's song of the day; It's my life. It's amongst my favourite songs of all time and I know it's a cover but I much prefer this version to the original. Gwen Stefani's voice is great and I absolutely love the little guitar riff that plays before the chorus.
This afternoon I went down to Drew's to do "filming" for my part in Milk Paton. It's not exactly filming because it consist of posing for a few photos; Milk Paton is done in a style I have never seen elsewhere, with a mixture of computer-enhanced surroundings, animated photos of people and occasional live-action elements. It's very hard to explain but is very unique when seen completed. It's a small part so my end of the deal didn't take long but it will be the beginning of hours of work on the computer for Drew as the visual effect is the result of an awful lot of fiddling around with various softwares. Once this was done we walked to the chippy where I was ashamed to find myself ordering a battered mars bar. Due to this I abandoned my chance of a lift home with Dad and cycled home to try and quell the clogging up of my arteries.
This evening I did very little worth mentioning. The only notable point is that on The Vault they had a No Doubt through the years program which was amazing because they're one of my favourite bands. It ran right through to Gwen Stefani's more recent solo songs, including 'what you waiting for' which I was horrified to find out was released a whole six years ago. They also played today's song of the day; It's my life. It's amongst my favourite songs of all time and I know it's a cover but I much prefer this version to the original. Gwen Stefani's voice is great and I absolutely love the little guitar riff that plays before the chorus.
Sunday, 4 July 2010
Far away in a bygone age...
Short post tonight, because there's very little to write about.
Work went okay; it was extremely quiet again and the duty manager was under pressure to hit certain targets for the day but because he's the soundest manager in the store he didn't rack the pressure onto us, making it clear what those in the upper echelons were expecting but not making it seem like a matter of life-or-death. In the end we did as well as can be expected given the small flow of customers. Of the customers I dealt with, all were friendly so there was nothing actively bad about the day at work, I just don't like having nothing to do. I ended up spending a reasonable amount of time in the stockroom with Matt discussing different metal bands and sub-genres. On a related note I heard KoЯn's new song this morning (yeah, backwards R!). I have never been a massive fan of them, quite liking some of their songs and completely hating many others. This new song marking their comeback is an atrocity. It's barely listenable, let alone 'not very good'.
After work we went to the new house briefly, to sort out more things, and after that I spent the evening writing and programming music for Milk Paton. I finished a full version of the opening music, marking the first completed track. I'm really pleased with the outcome and in my head at least it fits in quite well with the intended scene. Most importantly it gained the approval of the overlord of the film; Drew.
Song of the day is Far Away by Power Quest, an English power metal band. This band, along with a french band called Fairyland, are what got me into metal a few years ago. It's an incredible song from their first album. The intro especially is still like nothing else I've heard.
Work went okay; it was extremely quiet again and the duty manager was under pressure to hit certain targets for the day but because he's the soundest manager in the store he didn't rack the pressure onto us, making it clear what those in the upper echelons were expecting but not making it seem like a matter of life-or-death. In the end we did as well as can be expected given the small flow of customers. Of the customers I dealt with, all were friendly so there was nothing actively bad about the day at work, I just don't like having nothing to do. I ended up spending a reasonable amount of time in the stockroom with Matt discussing different metal bands and sub-genres. On a related note I heard KoЯn's new song this morning (yeah, backwards R!). I have never been a massive fan of them, quite liking some of their songs and completely hating many others. This new song marking their comeback is an atrocity. It's barely listenable, let alone 'not very good'.
After work we went to the new house briefly, to sort out more things, and after that I spent the evening writing and programming music for Milk Paton. I finished a full version of the opening music, marking the first completed track. I'm really pleased with the outcome and in my head at least it fits in quite well with the intended scene. Most importantly it gained the approval of the overlord of the film; Drew.
Song of the day is Far Away by Power Quest, an English power metal band. This band, along with a french band called Fairyland, are what got me into metal a few years ago. It's an incredible song from their first album. The intro especially is still like nothing else I've heard.
Get it on.
This morning I woke at 8am in order to get the earliest bus to work. It was most unwelcome after the party last night and it was a generally greatly unpleasant morning. First was the terrible feeling of getting up at least 3 hours before it would be comfortable; Secondly was the coldness of the morning, accentuated by my lack of a jacket due to my foolish assumption it would be warm; thirdly was when I finally got on the bus and started relaxing to some music the young woman in front of me started vomiting into a paper bag. I don't claim it as inconsiderate of her to have done so as I'm sure it was a downer on the start of her day too, but it was most inconvenient to my relaxation.
Work today was ridiculously quiet for a Saturday. Though I didn't really notice until the end of the day upon looking a the figures, because I was still completely shattered. However, midway through the afternoon the skip was emptied all over the back courtyard by some disgraceful human being leaving the only stock guy clearing it all up. This meant that the replenishment of washing machines and such needed done by a volunteer. My attempted fitness plan for the summer kicked in and I jumped at the chance to lug around heavy appliances. Strangely enough it turned out to be the best couple of hours I've had at Currys for weeks. It left me feeling much more awake somehow.
After work I headed to the retail park where I met Catriona, Florence, Lou and Jamie. Firstly we loitered around tesco where I discovered a new release DVD called Pimp starring Danny Dyer. It caught my eye because I recognised it as a film my cousin plays some sort of part in, of unknown importance, and has been awaiting release for some time. I didn't buy it but I'll try and watch it at some point. Also nearby was Sherlock Holmes, also featuring the same cousin. It was really cool how there was two DVD's in the chart featuring him.
Finally we went to the cinema to see Shrek Forever After 3D. It was acceptable. I think the first is a movie deserving of the cliched oxymoron "modern classic". However, every sequel has been sellotaped on completely unnecessarily and the third and fourth especially feel more like feature length episodes of a TV series rather than movies. The plot was like an episode of Fairly Odd Parents with the '"I wish everything was different"; wish comes true; cue madness' formula which doesn't make for a gripping or even fully entertaining movie. The alternate reality idea does allow for some very funny variations of characters which I won't spoil even though I believe they have all been spoiled in the trailers. This was it's only major merit; there was a large number of funny scenes, but nothing particularly lasting or outstanding upon leaving the cinema. When the ending eventually came around I wasn't at all sad about the franchise coming to a speculative end, more relieved that we managed to escape with only mediocre sequels that don't entirely tarnish the greatness of the original. It was an entertaining 90 minutes but nothing that stuck with me after the credits rolled. A fair 6/10 purely for the comedy.
Song of the day is a very cool song by Eluveitie; swiss folk metal masters. I love the chorus with the clean female vocals overlaid with the harsh male vocals. The growling style of vocals is not my favourite but this band have a sound that fits these vocals well and are one of a few exceptions to my dislike of screaming.
Work today was ridiculously quiet for a Saturday. Though I didn't really notice until the end of the day upon looking a the figures, because I was still completely shattered. However, midway through the afternoon the skip was emptied all over the back courtyard by some disgraceful human being leaving the only stock guy clearing it all up. This meant that the replenishment of washing machines and such needed done by a volunteer. My attempted fitness plan for the summer kicked in and I jumped at the chance to lug around heavy appliances. Strangely enough it turned out to be the best couple of hours I've had at Currys for weeks. It left me feeling much more awake somehow.
After work I headed to the retail park where I met Catriona, Florence, Lou and Jamie. Firstly we loitered around tesco where I discovered a new release DVD called Pimp starring Danny Dyer. It caught my eye because I recognised it as a film my cousin plays some sort of part in, of unknown importance, and has been awaiting release for some time. I didn't buy it but I'll try and watch it at some point. Also nearby was Sherlock Holmes, also featuring the same cousin. It was really cool how there was two DVD's in the chart featuring him.
Finally we went to the cinema to see Shrek Forever After 3D. It was acceptable. I think the first is a movie deserving of the cliched oxymoron "modern classic". However, every sequel has been sellotaped on completely unnecessarily and the third and fourth especially feel more like feature length episodes of a TV series rather than movies. The plot was like an episode of Fairly Odd Parents with the '"I wish everything was different"; wish comes true; cue madness' formula which doesn't make for a gripping or even fully entertaining movie. The alternate reality idea does allow for some very funny variations of characters which I won't spoil even though I believe they have all been spoiled in the trailers. This was it's only major merit; there was a large number of funny scenes, but nothing particularly lasting or outstanding upon leaving the cinema. When the ending eventually came around I wasn't at all sad about the franchise coming to a speculative end, more relieved that we managed to escape with only mediocre sequels that don't entirely tarnish the greatness of the original. It was an entertaining 90 minutes but nothing that stuck with me after the credits rolled. A fair 6/10 purely for the comedy.
Song of the day is a very cool song by Eluveitie; swiss folk metal masters. I love the chorus with the clean female vocals overlaid with the harsh male vocals. The growling style of vocals is not my favourite but this band have a sound that fits these vocals well and are one of a few exceptions to my dislike of screaming.
Saturday, 3 July 2010
Where is the rum gone?
Today I had a day off and I spent the morning helping Dad out with various tasks in our new house. They were boring and completely un-blogworthy so I won't dwell on the point. After this I spent the afternoon packing more stuff in my room. It's horrific looking at all the boxes of stuff I own and considering how to store them all neatly in my new room as my current room is a tip; things have slowly crept into it so the mess has organically formed.
This evening I went down to Drum for the leaver's party, which I was chuffed to find myself on the guestlist for. It was by Drum standards not bad at all; very well organised and kept largely under control but I'm just not into that sort of event; I prefer simply going to someone's house, going to the pub or something as a small group of friends and initiating banter. I'm not keen on the loud music, crowded hall thing. I walked around Drum with Angus trying to find his Rum which someone had hidden for him (so he didn't have to take it to the leaver's dance and risk being kicked out), but hadn't taken it to the hall for him. Along the way we met some folk who I ended up spending the next hour or so with. Once they started planning on going home I went back to the party where, as soon as I walked through the gate, people started fighting. It was amazing, though nothing unusual; it's traditional at these parties for some over-zealous neds to arrive and pick a fight with someone. This created some extreme banter and livened my night up considerably. After this the party did slowly die down to a stop where I helped pack up and got the bonus of a lift home from Laura, meaning I didn't have to do a one am walk in the rain.
Decent evening; far better than if I had stayed at home.
Song of the day is a video I first saw the other day, and it keeps coming on the music channels and it is completely awe-inspiring. The song is amazing and the video is just so perfectly filmed they merge together to make something really special. The video is really cliched in parts, especially what a lot of the fans say to the camera but 30 seconds to mars somehow manage to pull even those parts off. Other than that the live clips are breathtaking. I can't embed it because of youpoof copyright restrictions so here's a link to the video.
CLICKY CLICKY
This evening I went down to Drum for the leaver's party, which I was chuffed to find myself on the guestlist for. It was by Drum standards not bad at all; very well organised and kept largely under control but I'm just not into that sort of event; I prefer simply going to someone's house, going to the pub or something as a small group of friends and initiating banter. I'm not keen on the loud music, crowded hall thing. I walked around Drum with Angus trying to find his Rum which someone had hidden for him (so he didn't have to take it to the leaver's dance and risk being kicked out), but hadn't taken it to the hall for him. Along the way we met some folk who I ended up spending the next hour or so with. Once they started planning on going home I went back to the party where, as soon as I walked through the gate, people started fighting. It was amazing, though nothing unusual; it's traditional at these parties for some over-zealous neds to arrive and pick a fight with someone. This created some extreme banter and livened my night up considerably. After this the party did slowly die down to a stop where I helped pack up and got the bonus of a lift home from Laura, meaning I didn't have to do a one am walk in the rain.
Decent evening; far better than if I had stayed at home.
Song of the day is a video I first saw the other day, and it keeps coming on the music channels and it is completely awe-inspiring. The song is amazing and the video is just so perfectly filmed they merge together to make something really special. The video is really cliched in parts, especially what a lot of the fans say to the camera but 30 seconds to mars somehow manage to pull even those parts off. Other than that the live clips are breathtaking. I can't embed it because of youpoof copyright restrictions so here's a link to the video.
CLICKY CLICKY
Friday, 2 July 2010
Magic everywhere in this bitch
This morning was horrendous. My midnight cycle home was followed by a terrible night's attempt at sleeping so when 8 o clock came round I was completely destroyed. I made it into work but I didn't properly wake up for most of the day, just lolloping around in a zombified stupor. The deputy continued his disgust at my 3/10, making such an issue of it that I eventually informed him that based on today I had revised my score to a 2. After work I was delighted to see a double-decker bus pull up to the stop and I was anticipating a front-top seat as is customary on such a vehicle, but they were both occupied by foreigners. I mean, they come over here, steal our jobs and NOW OUR FRONT-TOP SEATS??? I joke of course, but they did steal my mentally allocated seat.
This evening I watched Mock The Week which was hilarious as always, along with investigating memes on the internet. I came across this video which completely dumbfounded me:
I have watched it a few times and I find it mesmerising. It's one of the most disturbing things I've seen, but also awesome. I also finally heard the song which features the immortal line "fucking magnets; how do they work?". Turns out the rest of the song is just as ridiculously stupid. It's worth seeing the video and hearing the full lyrics so I have it as song of the day. Of course, I hate the song, but it's hilarious nonetheless. I just hope it's self-referential humour rather than genuinely attempted insightful lyrics.
This evening I watched Mock The Week which was hilarious as always, along with investigating memes on the internet. I came across this video which completely dumbfounded me:
I have watched it a few times and I find it mesmerising. It's one of the most disturbing things I've seen, but also awesome. I also finally heard the song which features the immortal line "fucking magnets; how do they work?". Turns out the rest of the song is just as ridiculously stupid. It's worth seeing the video and hearing the full lyrics so I have it as song of the day. Of course, I hate the song, but it's hilarious nonetheless. I just hope it's self-referential humour rather than genuinely attempted insightful lyrics.
Thursday, 1 July 2010
Don't mention Beast.
This morning was nothing exciting, I played DJ Hero and lazed around before my 3pm start at work. My biggest achievement was the lunch I created; pasta with cheese and some vegetarian spicy 'meat' stuff I found in a shop.
Work was an average day really, except for Allan finding a new job before finally breaking the news to the deputy near the end of the day. He was a little miffed to say the least and went on to ask me how motivated I was on a scale of 1 to 10. I negotiated the terms of the scale first, agreeing that 5 was an apathetic medium, with 4 being slightly disgruntled and 6 being fairly happy, continuing up or down. My honest answer was three, prompting a tantrum.
After work I headed to the Benleva with Drew where we met Darroch, Jon, Pepe and Beast, who doesn't want mentioned in tonight's blog. Jon treated me to a viewing of the video in which Jamie MacKay broke his arm, filmed the other day. It was pretty nasty, the cracking sound. After some decent banter Drew, Darroch, Beast and myself headed down to the cover for a general wall. At the river we stopped and talked for a while, throwing rocks at a tree for about half an hour. Beast did particularly well at this, though he isn't to be mentioned. On our way back Drew treated us to a sneak preview of his new play about Domestic Violence, coming together in a whimsical musical number "Where can I hide the body?".
I ended the day with a cycle home which I won't pretend I enjoyed, but things like that are essential if I am to achieve my goal of getting fitter this summer.
Song of the day was something I discovered in Last.fm this morning. It signals me getting properly back into metal after a hiatus of a couple of weeks. It's not the greatest song I've ever heard but it's really catchy and I like the way they use techno keyboards without being shit (cough cough, enter shikari).
Work was an average day really, except for Allan finding a new job before finally breaking the news to the deputy near the end of the day. He was a little miffed to say the least and went on to ask me how motivated I was on a scale of 1 to 10. I negotiated the terms of the scale first, agreeing that 5 was an apathetic medium, with 4 being slightly disgruntled and 6 being fairly happy, continuing up or down. My honest answer was three, prompting a tantrum.
After work I headed to the Benleva with Drew where we met Darroch, Jon, Pepe and Beast, who doesn't want mentioned in tonight's blog. Jon treated me to a viewing of the video in which Jamie MacKay broke his arm, filmed the other day. It was pretty nasty, the cracking sound. After some decent banter Drew, Darroch, Beast and myself headed down to the cover for a general wall. At the river we stopped and talked for a while, throwing rocks at a tree for about half an hour. Beast did particularly well at this, though he isn't to be mentioned. On our way back Drew treated us to a sneak preview of his new play about Domestic Violence, coming together in a whimsical musical number "Where can I hide the body?".
I ended the day with a cycle home which I won't pretend I enjoyed, but things like that are essential if I am to achieve my goal of getting fitter this summer.
Song of the day was something I discovered in Last.fm this morning. It signals me getting properly back into metal after a hiatus of a couple of weeks. It's not the greatest song I've ever heard but it's really catchy and I like the way they use techno keyboards without being shit (cough cough, enter shikari).
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