Omelettes again

One more for the show: feeling a little down, there's NOTHING like watching Beavis & Butthead Do America to cheer me up. The music video for 'Love Rollercoaster' by RHCP is a fine thing as well, but then came on an advert, with the guy who says things like 'There's nothing WWF Live' on WWF shows - this ad is about 'The Beavis & Butthead Experience', reminding me how good music was in the early 90s. Incidentally, the vinyl is still in the house somewhere, but my little brother claims it's not here. Grrr.

Pardon my French

Well, there are two things pissing me off at the moment. They are:

Oasis and it's fans. Most of them are OK, saying that they're a good band(nothing more). However, reading comments from gimps who think Oasis are gods deserve a shooting. Here are reasons why: Oasis are nothing more than recycled, constantly churning out the same tunes. So what if Noel is dyslexic - IT'S NO BLOODY WONDER WHY THE MUSIC'S CRAP. And he uses a rhyming dictionary for the lyrics. Whadda pillock. And he says that Blur and Radiohead are rubbish, regardless of going into new directions.

Nationalist twats. Loads of old buggers are saying how good it is that France is becoming Nazi, yet the smart students are shunning this. Many stupid shits in our country are supporting these racists, saying that 'they're patriotic'. I want to kill someone now!

Well, that's off my chest.

The day, today

Since I'll decide on nothing, I'll diarise today. I made the largest decision in my life - whether to walk under a ladder or not(I chose not to, but think of what could have happened if I did - it's a horrible thought). I also found someone to take a Virtua Fighter 4 vs. Tekken 4 argument to the grave, as he said how much better Mishima Karate style was better than Akira's. Yeah, right. Some other guy mentioned Soul Calibur, but I had to make the difference.

Music Therapy for the denied

Well, those days in Kershaws can finally be forgotten. Spending a day listening to Rock FM is an incredibly hard feat, but it is all made easier should you be able to remove that godawful music from your memory. The Krazyhouse helps a lot. Here's what the doctor ordered:
-The Game, performed by Drowning Pool(not as good as original, but still OK)
-Stone Cold Steve Austin's Theme performed by Disturbed(Yeah, yeah, YEAH!)
-Disposable Teens, Marilyn Manson(natch)
-Epic, Faith No More
-Master of Puppets, Metallica(woah!)

Well, that last song certainly did the trick, because it's THAT good. And long. Considering that the best song in Kershaws played was Alien Ant Farm's 'Movies', I needed that. Aaaah.

Place your bets NOW!

Well, it should be decided soon. Should I try and become a wrestler, thus losing all credability from parents and other close people, but giving hope to millions? Or jump into a job of obscurity that will not make any mark on history. Whatever case, I will make a difference in the world. Oh yes. Just not now.

Not On

I just had to get rid of that fake Trixie Pic. It was rubbish. Shame on you, Rob!

rong or wot

To get something, you have to have relationships. As I hear from somebody beside me, he gets many tickets for the up and coming football match involving England and a clearly better team. Not really his fault, but is the only way to get anything now to 'know someone'? Hell, that'd probably make newcomers finding it terribly hard to get into some country club(as if they cared). So much for fair, eh?

Job Too

Now I got a telephone call for working at Pizza Hut(or at least, I got a message regarding that). What to do? Considering that most people in the pizza place are around my age and go to KGV, I would get the job, ignoring the rate of pay. However, since I'm only in college for 'a short time'(I will start my friggin' studying soon, I swear), I will have to pass. Which is regretable.

Everyone has a copy but me. Oh, wait, I do

Well, Jim pretty much came went mental over the fact that he finally received a copy of the new Res Evil film and gloated until he left the place of education. Just like various other people who I'd previously spotted with a copy. 'Hey Adam!' says an overexcited fellow Maths student. 'Guess what I've got!?' The reply was in the form of 'Resident Evil', and I was right. Well who was going to the crappy ABC cinema to watch it anyway?

Ow

Well, the idiot in me screamed 'work at that frozen microwave dinner place' and I agreed. I'll stay on the job, as long as I don't have the same bloody job of 'helping the guy who puts the dinners on the belt to be frozen' - my back really hurts, time doesn't move and I had to work continually near the end without stopping to continuously turn and stack dinners! Well, thank God the pain is pretty much gone now, and I only work one day a week until 1500 hours. It's not great, but I want money.

What not to do

Guffaw, chortle, laugh. Some woman, who is an artist, lost her cat. So, because she didn't have any photos of the cat, she drew some. She stuck those pictures up, and they were stolen by art-lovers. You know there's a moral here, chaps: don't draw. Or something. But whatever this doesn't mean, I managed to pretty much do a full frontflip without my hands. I'm also pretty sure I picked up an old injury that's really annoying, where I fell off a skateboard on the day of purchase. B'hoo.

Fine! I'll make my own forum. With blackjack...and hookers! Ah, screw the whole forum thing altogether.

Well, screw it. Forums used to be relatively OK, but now they dull. Especially on the System-Zero site, since the moderator bans anybody questioning her. What can I say? Cunt, to say one word. Of course, it was always going to be a Fad, like frisbees, or Manchester United. But it did last, to say something.

Rashers for breakfast, m'lord

Parappa the Rapper 2 is screaming out for me to play. So, to at least get a flavour of what to expect, I needed to visit the site for it's illin' tunes. I recommend Track 7 - Food Court. Excellent Game Boy-esque sounds.

Hobbyhorse

Something 4 the weekend: Oragami. Or it could be a commitment. Some paper company decided that it is a good idea to stick oragami instructions in the pads of paper. A pastime that doesn't get slated(or noticed) by the media?!? Well, I might take it up soon. If I can be bothered. Anyway, I got that Trip Hop album - 6CDs for £10! Are 'they' mad? I assure you, that will go on my DJ set, making me popular with about 3 other people in college(the ones expecting rock music might get some, though). It'll be varied, to say the least.

So, what have you learned today?

Some things that have been noticed by the writer:
-Nobody goes online during the holiday period. Either they're on holiday or have jobs. That doesn't include me.
-Waiting to be 18 is truly annoying, wanting to go to all those nightclubs(to rub it in, Unkle are playing Bugged Out next month in Cream. Whinge). When you get to the target age, you wait for the next one, because the age you're at is still so similar.
-People think that Parappa the Rapper is for kids. Pfff. I should kill Rob and get my copy back
-Because of the first noticed point, no-one will read this

There you go!

So, it's April Fools Day. Hit me(Ow)

Well, nuthin'. I don't care if it is in favour of 'respect' for the Queen Mother - it's probably because it's Easter Monday and no-one could be arsed thinking of a good one on a bank holiday. I guess it's time for me to realise that I am old enough to make up my own and put them on the internet myself. Meanwhile, I visited my auntie today and watched ANOTHER apalling new Simpsons today. Here's the basic storyline: "Homer gets fooled into buying a computer. Again(I think). Then he spies on people and snitches on them to the police about their actions, then gets an award(for some reason). Then he gets drugged and taken away to an island with penguins and koalas. Then he gets drugged again, and taken to some other people who know too much. Then he gets briefed by 'some guy'. Then he's drugged again. Then he escapes, kills an evil German version of himself, reunites with his family, and gets drugged and taken to the island again. The end." That was not a lie, that is the future of the Simpsons. Huh - d'ope.