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26 July 2003

Ow, Hooray, Noooooo

In that order. I bled out my [ahem], to be precise. Ach. Next, there's a girl who fancies me, I know she likes me and she knows I know she likes me. I said I wouldn't go out with her (mainly due to my IBS - who'd put up with that? I wouldn't), but she was alright with that. And she gets shy around me (score!). And finally, my mum did the damage and managed to put my work pants in the wash with my wallet and mobile phone in. Aaaaagh!

Man, what a dull, self-centred post.

23 July 2003

No! Pleasureland advert on TV

What the quasimodo, I ask? 'Tis the fact that the brains at the fairground are keeping the place open until 2100 hours each night. Regardless of our section going dead from 1700 onwards 'cause of the weather. That's four hours of nothing but socialising. £16.80 to get bored. I honestly would prefer to go home, really.

Spot the irony: I was browsing through some book of video game heroes and there is an introduction about video game characters by Shigeru Miyamoto. Now, correct me if I'm not right, but he's not exactly synonamous with creating characters? Hell, he's been using the same 10 for about 15 years, or something. I didn't buy the thing; £20 for a picture book? Ferget about it, mate.

19 July 2003

#Get your hands off my woman you dirty motherfucker#

Yes, lyrics to a song by 'The Darkness', for I will get their album soon. Joe played it, it sounded too cock-rock to be true. And a Radiohead cover, which sounded applaudible. Thursday was a day, that unlike everybody else, I was the only one who wasn't where I wanted to be. Cold and in the rain. I was too warm and indoors. At least I got my own music played on the Black Hole once again. Playlist involved Beastie Boys' 'Sounds of Science', Jurassic 5 EP, FingaThing's 'The Main Event' and eventually, when all the parents where far from giving me 'a piece of their mind', 'Hooray for Boobies' by the spectacular Bloodhound Gang. #Vagina! Vagina! Vagina! Vagina!#

15 July 2003

Mesa 'too hot'

31 of those celcius degrees. My, my, said a spider to a fly, it's been too hot. Work today involved me trying to avoid taking a siesta (with people on the ride, to boot) and trying to avoid work to be in the shade. I'll make the conclusion that Orange lodge day (12th o' July) is in fact THE worst day to do since most of the customers are arrogant arse'oles. Don't know if it's Protestant breeding, but most of the people there were annoying (I used to be Catholic, I says. It's certain cultural hatred, I don't know).

What else? Ray went into the fair and got food on staff discount. It's what being a twin gets.

11 July 2003

'Sho-ryu-ken!'

A day off work. Maybe I'll...ah, forget it. It's pointless and doesn't work. I'm still flummoxed about what else to do during university, since I'll have to manage my time realistically. Personally, should I play my cards correctly, I cannot wait. My parents are usually a little weirded out by doing crazy stuff, so I should keep a finger on the lip.

10 July 2003

'No, the Rhyming Becktionary'

Aw, my mind's gone numb again. I forgotten what purposes I would like to have had for the moment, rather than merely work. Honestly, I can't think of anything to look forward to. Right now, I'm regretting that I never learned a classical instrument at a very young age, didn't go to ballet or did a form of martial arts. But, then after seeing some 14 year-old become a mathematics professor in America, I'm wondering whether I would have liked to be like that at all. This kid, is quite frankly, and sadly, pompous. He will grow up without having ever had the chance to enjoy anything that a child has done. I'm better than him.

09 July 2003

Aaagh! That man is wobbling all over!

Yes, that what I said after seeing the weird thing they put up in the fairground. At least the African gymnasts are giving a decent show when they walk past (sometimes). But otherwise, I still haven't grabbed the bottle to speak to either of the park's bigwigs about the music, which would have to include the excellent 'Dance Commander' by Electric Six and 'Where it's at' by Beck. Mind, if I was responsible for playlists, I'd have to randomly include various Beastie Boys punk songs. #Egg raid on mojo!#

06 July 2003

Pluck the Funk the Fluck the Punk

Interesting conversation I had today:
'Are they twins?' I asked the grandfather of two children (not in an interrogational way, but an interested way).
'They are', Says he.
'I'm a twin.'
'So am I.'
'Hooray!'

Otherwise, the only recent point of interest was that two people got fired from the our section in the fair as they were taking drinks from the bar without permission. The one that probably fancied me protested her innocence, but ended up nowhere, as she did do wrong. I ended up realising that I wouldn't have been with her for long anyway; too different.

02 July 2003

Suck it!

A ha ha ha! I ordered Animal Crossing a while ago (I sent the money about a week Friday ago) and it arrived! And what a marvellous game it is. Whilst the graphics are simple 'n' stuff, it has interactivity pasted all over. No, there isn't an e-card reader with it, but there is a memory card. But I weep (or I say I do), as Ray's got a NES and I don't. B'hoo. I might steal it, or something.