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27 April 2004

The Hippopotamaus Is An Odd Creature

There's a bar in Bootle called 'Hyper Bar'. No, seriously.

Anyway, I will be off to the first gig ever were I actually know all the bands playing (The Glitterati, Therapy? and The Wildhearts). And I should be revisin'. Again. Next year will be different, I swear...fat chance, really.

25 April 2004

The 80s are back again again again

Goldie was at the fair today. That's it.

Otherwise, I'm using the disability that I have to my fullest advantage: if I say that the condition has had deterimental (sic) effect on my university work for the past semester, I'm able to resit my exams (if need be) for free AND with the prospect of potentially getting more than 40%, provided I work hard. I've got my reisons, damnit!

24 April 2004

The Dong Remains The Same

DYSWIDT? Anyway, I saw Keane, again, for free, again, with Ms. Newby, again. After spending a lot of yesterday clearing up some annoying coursework and making up references, I finally got around to relaxin' a little. But mash, I'm working today again. Christ, I don't think too many are happy with the fairground's proposed evils about the whole 'we'll pay you for bank holidays at the END of the season. And that's if you work 'em all. A mere time-and-a-quarter'. It's clearly bullshit, so I'm not working any bank holidays AGAIN.

21 April 2004

"And he was like 'No!' and I was like 'Shut up! Spaz!'"

Oh boy. I am getting somewhere with me workums these days, but problem strikes in the face of others. Whilst waiting for Mad Mr McIlroy (or is that Dr?) I started speaking to a girl waiting for another tutor. "Oh, I haven't even started the transcripting yet, I'm so behind..."

"It took me 6 hours", says I. At this point, she bum-in-gobsmacked. She knew she'd better get down that grooming bay, for her work was of an even greater load than mine. However, she looked like the type who would be likely to get a 2:1, so I hope I'd end up with that kind of result.

18 April 2004

Stone Cold Steve Austin has left the building.

Well, I spent today going over Japanese adjectives. About 20 of 'em. Then I eventually wrote 'Kono hon wa imari omoshirokunai desu', which means 'This book isn't very interesting'. I spoke for a while to the guy on our team who is, pretty much, fluent in Spanish (he's been doing the language for 9 years, his dad's a Spanish teacher. Git). He ended up speaking dirty in the lingo. Yes, it was a really boring day.

17 April 2004

Madder by the minute

It has no shelter. It's teeming down with rain. Yet kids still feel compelled to go on my ride today. Pleasureland: where logic takes a holiday. I need you Anna!

16 April 2004

No chance, gorilla boy

6 hours. 6 hours to transcribe 40 minutes of word, which lovely lady helped compile. If anybody wants me to ever do that again, they can eat their own head. Guess it's a quantitative coursework for dissertation then. I can manage. I still haven't finished doing stuff with that transcription...still got to type it up, encode it and integrate it into my coursework. It's for Friday, but that day needs to be reserved for two things: a free Wildhearts gig (courtsey of Anna, thumbs up!) and hopefully catching Kill Bill Vol. 2. Which is aces.

15 April 2004

Vanilla Radio

After promising to buy old, I get 'The Wildhearts' most recent album ('The Wildhearts Must Be Destroyed' - it's fantastic). I promise nothing. I must apologise to Anna for leaving the house so abruptly...I must get this transcription shite underway. And what with a Japanese Oral exam on Monday...oh boy! I better start digging into that revision-o.

It will all be last minute, though. Yeah.

13 April 2004

"Hey! That's the second album I ever owned!"

Shaun Of The Dead soundtrack = aces. As it has Grandmaster Flash and Melle Mel - White Lines (Don't Do It), a track that was always played at the fairground last Summer (and probably will be this Summer - I always sang along, but never realised the blatant drug reference), it gets 12 thumbs up.

And onto my amazement as the frigging microphone in the tape recorder doesn't work. I'll have to buy one now and transcribe like I've never done before. My revision's going down the pan...

Psychological Dilemma!

Egads! I came to the conclusion yesterday that I may be...claustrophobic! Yes, for situations which I cannot escape (i.e. a certain situation I put myself in every week - operating fairground rides), my anxiety level is raised quite substantially; only because my foul bowel is so annoyingly random. Maybe I seriously need to get out of the job. I am considering working for the localest library, for it is quiet and doesn't usually have idiots parading inside all day. And the pay is probably better. Unless they ask me 'Do you read much?' because I don't. Telly is easier.

12 April 2004

Shaun Of The Dead

Everyone. Go and see it. It's purely fantastic. Go Mr Pegg! Go Mr Frost! Go Mr Moran! Et cetera.

09 April 2004

Putting Shame In Your Game

Work. For four days. It's actually been a good while since I did this. Hopefully I'll be able to blag rides which enable me to do some revision for uni. Sh'yeah right...I am not lookin' forward to my Japanese oral exam. I'm forgetting everythin'! Aaargh

08 April 2004

#Do it! Take your moma out all night!#

Time to get back into the groove. I recently bought Madvillain's 'Madvillainy' album and, shwoar, it's fantastic. Now I need to buy more albums! Scissor Sisters, Wildchild, Tricky, Kiss, Public Enemy...I need to get lots. And games. And films. Now I got a job again, I shouldn't be holding back. Well, I'll wait until May 21st.

Well, at least I feel alright now since leaving hospital. Not amazingly fantastic, but 'good enough'. I need to start cyclin' again to get my stamina to a realistic level, as well as exercise being the best form of medicine for the body. Yeah.

-'Get back to work!'

05 April 2004

'#And have a wonderful time?#...no, that's not right'

Grr! My clothes smell like oil. Some twunt left a cup of oil on my ride and I bloody spilled it. On everything. I think I'm going to buy an Easter egg and eat it before Sunday. Because I'm like that.

03 April 2004

#You're as crazy as a coconut!#

Woah, wasn't expecting that. It was supposed to be 'barely any staff' and 'work until 9' and 'Hey Adam! You're on the Big Apple again!', but my pessimistic expectations were dashed. We now have enough staff with ace names (like Fritz and Ecstasy), although they seem to have been taken from some one place - they're all of similar ethnic origin, and Southport isn't exactly a place of diversity...hmm. The weather, contrary to recent days, was awful, and 'the game' and 'the horsey-thing' were on today, so barely anybody visited. Earlier finish than expected. And since these new people aren't old or have body disfunctions, they're capable of actually doing all the rides. Bonus.

But that probably means more people will get fired over the season. Aaagh...

02 April 2004

"No, I asked for a fucking MARS egg!"

Alrighty then...revision, revision. I had a thought about psychology and exams: it's not right. Y'see, the exams are compiled by the lecturers themselves, so if one has been attending the majority of the lectures (like I), I'm sure I'll be able to second guess what will be on the exam. I say 'I'm sure', meaning 'I don't honestly have a clue because I forgot to pay attention during the Brain and Behaviour lectures', but you get the idea. I have a good idea of the absolute minimum amount of revision that I will need to do in order to merely get a 2:2 for this year's results (which is all I'm aiming for now, since I've been dogged by illness quite a bit). I have a new revision technique that is a bit difficult to start now, that will be saved for next year. The important year (where all results account for 75% of degree).

Of course, bordering around 60% is a tad ambiguous...I still don't know what I'll end up with. Better start than revision-o, then.