Away with ye

After a week of doing absolutely nothing, I'm still wating for the family to arrive from their holiday. Been waitin' since morn. Beastie. At least that gave us time to clean up the house, which has been quite a mess for the day. Otherwise, I've been entertaining myself using the archives on this site. See: hats.

Can I...theorise?

I believe that the cause of pain to my stomach is probably cigarette smoke (another reason to ban it. Hooray!), so I'll try my best to avoid it. Makes going into pubs difficult though. Or working at the fairground.

Getintheremyson

We won, we won, in your face, Everton. Hoorah!

Ow. Fuck

Jesus, I am in PAIN; my stomach is playing the 'flare-up game', in which my body hurts like hell and no pills can help or anything.

What a drab week off this has been. My only attempt at going out to Liverpool was near impossible since I needed the toilet every 5 minutes and the train journey lasts 40-odd minutes - my belly constantly moved about. It's been surprisingly cold this week - I know that yesterday could have qualified for December weather, let alone August. I'm probably going to be told on Monday that my body has evolved not to accept medication or I have cancer or some other bastard thing, but I'm not looking forward to finding out what the bejesus I have. Fucking ow, man.

Mmm...bonk. Mmm...bonk. Zuugh

...shock! I've just forgotten everything I learnt at University! Tut, I'll 'ave to learn it again. A bit. Forgotten Japanese, forgotten History of Psychology, forgotten people's names (except Angela, as, nice a girl she may or may not be, she speaks too much; Jess, who quit, and I bumped into again - lovely girl; Amy, known through Ssssssy; George, Alex and that's it). I may do Japanese again, 'for shits 'n' giggles', I don't know. I knew working at the fairground would mess my BRAIN a bit.

Other new album: 'At the Comatorium' by The Mars Volta. Cracking stuff, that.

New Andrew WK album out September 8th YERRRRRRRAAAARRARJARHRARRR!

It's worth celebrating, since 'I Get Wet' is probably the most played album I am in posession of, beating even SFA's 'Rings Around the World', Nine Inch Nails 'The Downward Spiral' and Daft Punk's last album. Sorry, but 'She is Beautiful' is, so far, my 'Song of the Decade'.

In other news, I'm getting paid to be off this week. Well, I'm actually using it as a holiday week, so my house be empty, my shelves be filled with food, my new PC having the attempt of clogging itself with stuff and a notable lack of sheer stupidity, I say 'Hooray!' but not too loudly, otherwise my boss may hear me and scupper my ear for it.

Tings to do when you're bored

I thought I grew out of that habit, buying things because 'the cover looked nice'. But oh, it got me again. One called 'Seasons: An Ochre Records Compilation'. Basically, the artwork was that of 'the person who did the 'Gitaroo Man' game artwork (I'm using a lot of flying apostrophes today, people), and it looked nice. And I bought it. It's a very nice mellow collection of work, really. Nothing bad. That and the new Mojo mag (which I've never previously bought) featuring an old-skool hip-hop collection. 'Adventures of Flash on the Wheels of Steel' is great (by Grandmaster Flash, natch), if a little long.

The Quest for Knowledge

£1,147. Gone from my account. For a new PC which is better than yours. Of course, most of the money is leftover money from last year's loan (that I applied for and ne'er escaped the clutches of this household in which I dwell), but half should be paid back by Errray. Eventually. It comes with a DVD copier. Mmmm. And some other stuff that I cannot recall. I'd also need the additional stuff though, and that should bring the cost up to a greater number. THEN, I have to pay half of my tuition fees, which is another £1,100 (for last year and this one). I'll probably have about £800 left, and £504 o' THAT must go on travel passes. Which leaves me with about £50 - enough to make a female student topless. Ffff.

"But...the rum!"

Saw 'the pirate film' yesterday. Nothing original about it, but it is a great film with a good barrel-o-laughs in various scenes, Johny Depp completely overshadowing Orlando Bloom (regardless of not being English) and featuring 'Gary from The Office' in an actual role. Sound stuff.

Interesting on the way home; after popping into the bowling alley (and seeing various collegues from work), we walk back along the bridge. The lights die. Then, we see half the lights on Marine Drive (long road) go out. These are hotels, by the way. It was quite a bizarre moment noticing all the lights merely go.

Oh, and today, after waiting in KFC for a while, I see John Parrott on the way out. He didn't see me.

Uuurgh

31 degrees celcius. On Giggletron's Wheel. For a 10 hour shift. With stupids up my backside. I'm taking today off, regardless of thunder and lightening. I was thinking of getting a job in the Arts Centre instead, since they pay £quite-a-bit on a Sunday and a lot of the time, you do nothing (again) but get paid more. And the customers are less likely to be morons.

Meanwhile, I got Wario Ware Inc., which is nothing short of brilliant. Five-second games and quick reactions are-a must.

The old 'you've-got-a-hole-in-your-shirt'-to-sucker-punch routine

It's called 'the record', or something. Actually, it IS called 'the record', because I invented it. So anyways, there's me at Giggletron's Wheel (no, that's not the name of the ride, but it sounds better when I name rides). For 20 minutes, amazingly, nobody turned up to the ride. I just sat there, smug, swaying to-and-fro, and when big kids come, I say, joyfully, 'No! You're too big!' before they even ask. Then I continue the sway. Until Mr Danks tells me 'D'you want to open the slide?' to which I quickly say 'Yes!' and the end of operating that ride occurs.

So, onto the slide; I keep sending kids up, only 8 at a time, but then lose count. Must've been up to 15. So then, 6 kids go down consecutively (and it prompts an onlooker to take a picture). Hmm, I think. I keep telling the patrons to 'break the record', so eventually, 9 come down consecutively. It looked like a bobsled run. It was great. And pretty dangerous, but that's where fun comes from. He-yeah!