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Monday, March 13, 2006
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'You can't be no geek off the street..'
Ahem, yes due to popular demand (no really), I am back once again with a brand new sound. Or something.. All that, and I've updated my archive list so now its fecking huuge.. Many months have no actual posts but meh, lots of writing down the nav bar = I'm cool.
Right, to save typing I have a shed load of pictures, sorry to all those I missed out.. your just too damn ugly! :D (mouse over for more info):
Ok, ok I'm done.. Remember kiddies, these are scaled down.. You can see these and other interesting and brilliant pictures in BIG BIG AND GLORIUS format in my stunningly amazing picture archive..
Trust me. Its great.
In other news:
- Sheesh I have so much news that I'd be here all night.. Seen death cab last week, passed my exams, cut off my locks, got drunk, got drunk again, err seriously guys the list is endless. Oh yeh, met ianmair, he's joined our useless digital group. So yeh, good luck with that mate.. (and he has a blog! OMG!)
- For the rest of you, I'll say the usual - more when I'm arsed. Oh yeh, happy birthday mum ;) And, I'm back this weekend Kernow people... till next time x
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 11:33 PM
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Wednesday, November 30, 2005
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Jonno says:
to be fair, my gay year will probably be able to pay it all off
TYPO! And that lol, is all!
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 12:02 AM
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Monday, October 03, 2005
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I wish the world was flat like the old days,
Then i could travel just by folding a map..
No more airplanes, or speedtrains, or freeways,
There'd be no distance that can hold us back...
So this is the new year,
And I don't feel any different..
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 1:45 PM
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Monday, September 12, 2005
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'These days.. the stars ain't out of reach..'
BBQ that you flaming galaa's!
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 9:56 PM
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Tuesday, August 23, 2005
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'And I still hold your hand in mine, in mine when I'm asleep...'
And so you mules, I have returned.
So what have I been up to that has kept me away so long hmm? That indeed is the question that no-one everyones asking.. To get to the bottom of this, I will explain it in one simple sentence: I still have no real reason to justify this shit.
Hell, I never do.
Just to let anyone know, shit has changed.. no I'm not gay.. but I am single, and y'know it feels weird. Still, ladies - form an orderly queue.. or maybe disordely? ;) Heh, no.. err well maybe?
So what now for the zinderz? Well, tbh my 3 day spree off work comes to an end on Thursday, where I return to the superfun cafe of doom and gloom. Its not that I even particulary need the money, and y'know, I don't even like working in a fucking cafe! WHAT AM I EVEN DOING? The truth is, I think I just don't like working. I'm a very sceptical person and there's something about the word job I'm not a liking.. the word job brings fear to all that dare take it on. Well, in Sandymouth it does. It also deprives sweet sleeping time. It's similar in that aspect to the word 'lecture'. That too, is a bitch of a word. Its something you don't actually have to be doing, but you get shit from everyone for not doing.. Hmm, workshy freeloader - theres no doubting, its got a ring to it..
If anyone has cures for a broken heart shit to say, I believe the comment box is actually working!!
Till whenever guys,
-z-
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 9:14 PM
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005
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'Walk on, with hope in your heart..
:D
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 10:05 PM
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Monday, May 09, 2005
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'And its easy, once you know how it's done...'
Yes. Shame I have no fucking clue what I'm doing in Analogue or Digital then really isn't it?
And err, the assessment is tomorrow..
*falls off chair*
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 8:03 PM
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Wednesday, May 04, 2005
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'And I can tell you why people go insane..'
Hmm.
So here was the plan for today: Get up pretty early, get to uni for that crappy extra lecture no one ever goes to, and then get down to some solid lab work - so much so I cut down on the 3 hours scheduled tennis supposedly on the cards.
As for what actually happened. Well, you've guessed it... Tuesday night - Time and Envy.
Woke up at about what, 11.30.. giving me no option on the lecture considering it had already finished (result). Also felt like crap so that was the lab session out the window. Crazypants got on the phone to remind me that if he was dragging his sorry drunk arse down to tennis, he expected me too aswell. Stayed at tennis for what the whole day and by the end, badly needed to drink big time water just to stay alive. All in all, pretty routine.
That concludes the story of the day. I hope it all goes well next Tuesday, when lab assessment kicks in to piss on our otherwise get drunk and party bonfire. Whatever happens, I don't want to be failing shit so time to knuckle down and never go near another VK for the rest of my life.
On a more sensible note (yes, me sensible), decided to give the union a miss tonight considering I will be getting up early to go to my Comms lecture. Sorry Danny, you can show me that grass skirt some other time mate, or perhaps not.
For all you true homeboys who don't reside in this chavvy scumhole, I'm back for a weekend of countryside air.
I'll be in touch
p.s. WE'VE GOT OURSELVES A BROKEN ARROW!!
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 9:48 PM
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Thursday, April 21, 2005
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'I never meant to be so cold...'
In an unlikely twist in procedures, it turns out Portsmouth Uni Tennis Team are in fact through to the regionals. Or whatever they are...
Bit of a bittersweet victory considering L.S.E. 2nd's actually won the league, but as they're a second team, the rules state they are not allowed through. Something to do with L.S.E. firsts being in the same league, bla bla, whatever, etc. Rather than being so vague about all this, I guess I could have checked the BUSA website before explaining, but hell, anyone can make judgement with the benefits of hindsight.
Still, in conclusion, we rule. And bring it on Bournemouth on Sunday..
In Other News:
- NTL are quite possibly have the worst customer service and general lack of brain power and common sense I have ever come accross. Having phoned them about 7 million times regarding money they owe me over a digital TV box I don't even have, I've finally been re-embursed only to find a, and I quote: '1 Digital Set top box rent' on my bill. I also have a '1 Analogue NON DD Charge' (err, what the hell is that?). Luckily enough I have cancelled my direct debit. Hah, time to feel my steel NTL.. and serves you right for that unnecessary ':' tbh.
- Interestingly enough, I opened my front door at 8.45am (take note of that mother) this morning to be surprisingly blocked by a vacuum cleaner. Yes, its a dyson, and no my friend, it doesn't lose suction. More importantly, its totally trashed and therefore is of no use to me, (not that it would be anyway considering hoovering seems to be Massie's forte). Anyway, despite any of this, and perhaps a more pressing issue is, WHERE DID THIS PIECE OF SHIT DYSON COME FROM? AND WHY DAMNIT, WHY?! It also appears obvious that the 'keep Portsmouth tidy' people aren't going to take it, as last night was 'collect the rubbish' day. Post your solutions for this dyson conundrum in the comment box kthx. If not, its going on ebay tbh.
- I ordered a new mouse t'other day, considering I'm been playing a bit of C.S:Source recently, and turning left does appear to give a player an advantage. Over those who can't that is, which was me before new mouse. Can't say I'm over the moon about the new one however, the scroll wheel glows neon blue, its got a short cord, and, well, its just a bit shit really. Still, despite looking like a kev, it is optical, and only cost 3 quid from ebuyer. Now thats a bargain!
- New Album list since 2 meg broadband installed: Five For Fighting - Battle For Everything, Crossfade - Crossfade, Razorlight - Up All Night, The Killers - Hot Fuss, Three Doors Down - Away From The Sun, Three Doors Down - Seventeen Days, Dishwalla - Dishwalla, Alter Bridge - One Day Remains, Lifehouse - Lifehouse. Now thats some hardcore bittorrent usage. Can't say I've listened to many of them yet.. but wait up for reviews later. (I always say that, it never happens).
Enough, time to go investigate abandoned dyson. More soon peoples.
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 12:22 PM
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Friday, April 15, 2005
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'I can't keep up, and I can't back down..
I think this is known as irony but tonight was the first time in about a month I actually wanted to log on to blogger, and yep, you've guessed it, the dreaded Internal Server error 500! Indeed, that old chestnut eh blogger? Poxy blogger technicians ruining my plans. I wonder if I write enough abuse, they'll leave a comment or something.. interesting.
Anyway, in a moment of pop-shove it troubles, Robson cracked his indo board clean in half yesterday, and this post is purely in tribute. He reckons its his bad karma catching up with him after his lucky streak in the 'O2 win an ipod' competition. Uncle Luck strikes back my indoboardless friend... Ahaha, justice prevails.
And so, in honour (and for Will who struggles with reading :) ), some pictures from the better times, when the indo board was very much alive, and even Ben turned up to uni..
Half way through our 'The Cat' impressions..
Don't ask who that gay bloke in the white shirt is.. Son of a..
A good night if I remember rightly, although don't count on that. As its been a while, time for a breif..
In other news:
- Quote is from the new Lifehouse album, imaginatively entitled 'Lifehouse'. One of those spur of the moment titles there. Anyway, its a class album, and I know I've said this before, but I might even buy it..
- I'm off to the pub and thats your lot!
More schinanigans to come..
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 6:16 PM
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Monday, April 11, 2005
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'Sinking into sweet uncertainty..'
Still not in the mind-set for this, but hey, you get a new lyric, and some pictures! Some from recent nights out, and some of Katie.. (err, just to keep her happy). Result!
Ben and Ben in the union.. Shibby!
Once again Keith Barret Jon Hewitt impresses with another one-liner..
Ben, Ben, Myself, and Dan (the guy with the red-eye kung-fu stare)
The Jon Hewitt Show. Enough Said.
Katie and her new hair..
Thats your lot for now, but I do have some stuff to report on such as Indo boarding, Peep Show DVD, Tennis club vice presidency etc etc. Hmm, could make a blog out of this y'know..
Till next time.
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 11:40 AM
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Thursday, February 24, 2005
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Now this applies both equally to you and I
The only thing we share
Is the same sky
These empty metaphors
They're all in vain
Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains?
Not in the mood for writing as of late. The lyric is by Bell X1 - Eve, The Apple Of My Eye.
More soon
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 7:31 PM
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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
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'Careening through the universe, your axis on a tilt,
you’re guiltless and free, I hope you take a piece of me with you..'
It's interesting to note just how addictive playing 'Swords only' on Halo 2 can really become. As far as 'somethings only' go as a generalisation, they usually are fully shite. Sorta good for a laugh for maybe 10 seconds, then you realise what an arse your making of yourself, and go back to the good old rocket launcher. I mean, take Goldeneye for example; anyone remember the Slappers only? Answering no to that wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. You see, this was a prime example of how not to play one of the best multiplayer games probably ever created. In four words, it sucked the balls. The fact it was called 'slappers' and it was more of a judo chop was also a bit of let down in my humble opinion. Thats the beauty of Halo 2 you see. It says swords, and I tell thee you get what it says on the tin. A BLOODY GREAT SWORD.
Told you! A bloody great plasma sword!
Trust me, I'm cool.
It's also interesting to note that I do indeed have nothing better to be doing. You see, my last exam was last Monday, and lets be fair - it wasn't as bad as I was expecting. Back of the net. All thats left of a semester that probably couldn't possibly last any longer, is to deliver my amazingly witty and gripping presentation on Thursday morning. That I haven't written yet, still - it will be a classic. Looks like I'll be writing it tomorrow morning seeing as I have training at 1, and then - to the onion! Anyway, considering I have Ben in my tutor group its bound to hold up ok whatever happens. I then have however many days between Thursday and the following Monday to generally cock about some more and quite probably play Halo 2. Life surely can't get any harder than this?!?
In other news:
- Can't find my fecking passport photo's which I know I had left over somewhere from enrolement. Need them for my sodding passport application, and although I have looked high and low, all over the house my desk, they seemed to have completed the ever impressive dissapearing act. Still, I suppose I could go and get some more, but then again, I'm lazy.
- Last night saw Route 66 in all its glory. That place couldn't be more of a shithole if it actually took the phrase literally. Monday however, is the classic Rock Night! where basically everyone who is too scared to come out with normal people, or when the moon isn't full, has their chance to shine.. I also think the local psychiatric home has a night on the town. We go along for the sometimes reasonable music and the arguments about who's shirt is blacker than black. Mental! \m/
- Ok, that will do, seeing as I'm doing this presentation tomorrow morning, I suppose I'd better actually get up in the morning. Bit of a challenge, but I'm confident. Take it easy people, -z-
p.s. A mantle with a plom
Under the supervision of the zinderz | 11:16 PM
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