First update in....well, forever
Yeah, so I make a point of never updating this thing, but boredom and something to actually put in it has driven me to it.
A BORING DREAM I HAD
So, 'they' say that there's nothing more boring than someone telling you about their dreams. Well, I beg to differ. I think there's nothing more boring than reading about someone else's dream recounted in a dour fashion on Lookatmejournal. And I'm going to prove that now.
Basically, I was at a house party with virtually everyone from babelbbs, the occasion being some sort of pre-wedding party. For who(m?), I don't know. Pretty much everyone from the late Arafel/early Babel days were milling about, but the main players (not playas) in the dream were people I haven't seen in ages or met rarely/never. The early highlight was longhairedhippy pulling up in a car and reverse parking outside the house at about 50mph. Don't do that on your test, son. The other main thing of note was pharrap, bonedancer and myself having some sort of 'hilarious' conversation that kept the party amused. It ended with Bonio proclaiming that he was going to shag the fat bridesmaid because "any hole's a goal". It was 'hilarious' in my dream, alright? Then I had an orgy with Saxo, Murasaki (and any other lass I've forgotten), and they loved it.
One part of the above dream did not happen.
Anyway, I woke up with a nosebleed, the first I've had in many years that wasn't the result of some physical blow (and not the good kind). Possible explanations range from high blood pressure due to living the high life to a burst blood vessel from overly blowing my nose due to hayfever. But I prefer to think that it was some sort of reaction to my subconscious inflicting you lot on me.
HALF YEAR REVIEW
So we're almost halfway through the space year 2005. My first thought is "fucking hell, it doesn't seem like we should be already", but then I look out of the window and notice that it's the middle of summer, so I suppose it's OK. A fair bit's happened since Christmas:
PROSCONS Making with the sexLosing fitness Losing girlfriendLosing girlfriend Having less work to doHaving no work to do at all for a few months Passing driving test Impending accident payout Nice payrise and bonus Nice new (to me) car Being made The Godfather (to my mate's baby) Moving into an ace new office (with actual WOMEN)
So yeah, more pros than cons. And the fitness thing is partially due to injuries anyway. Things I've started liking this year include: Star Wars (again), Tiger Woods 2005, damn NME music (Kaiser Chiefs, The Futureheads, The Ordinary Boys, The Cribs, Hard-Fi, Bloc Party etc), Bacon Fries (posh Frazzles), lots of poncy beers, and...lots of other stuff I can't remember due to said alcohol. Best album- pick one of the above poncy bands. Best gig- Kaiser Chiefs/The Cribs/Hard-Fi at The Leadmill. Best film- Revenge of the Sith. Best football match- Sheffield United 3-1 Aston Villa (forget your Champions League final).
Later, I'll be off to That London/The Big Smoke/Landan Taarn/Wanksville on expenses so I can basically get drunk. Oh, and go on some course first thing tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be meeting up with madfuzzy and/or murasaki_star (who will probably be wearing some fancy gear, and all that jazz, but drinking with me, who looks like a gypo). I will then proceed to meet up with my workmate and get arseholed. Can an arsehole get arseholed? I'll scratch that and say wankered, just in case. Oh, hang on...
A BORING DREAM I HAD
So, 'they' say that there's nothing more boring than someone telling you about their dreams. Well, I beg to differ. I think there's nothing more boring than reading about someone else's dream recounted in a dour fashion on Lookatmejournal. And I'm going to prove that now.
Basically, I was at a house party with virtually everyone from babelbbs, the occasion being some sort of pre-wedding party. For who(m?), I don't know. Pretty much everyone from the late Arafel/early Babel days were milling about, but the main players (not playas) in the dream were people I haven't seen in ages or met rarely/never. The early highlight was longhairedhippy pulling up in a car and reverse parking outside the house at about 50mph. Don't do that on your test, son. The other main thing of note was pharrap, bonedancer and myself having some sort of 'hilarious' conversation that kept the party amused. It ended with Bonio proclaiming that he was going to shag the fat bridesmaid because "any hole's a goal". It was 'hilarious' in my dream, alright? Then I had an orgy with Saxo, Murasaki (and any other lass I've forgotten), and they loved it.
One part of the above dream did not happen.
Anyway, I woke up with a nosebleed, the first I've had in many years that wasn't the result of some physical blow (and not the good kind). Possible explanations range from high blood pressure due to living the high life to a burst blood vessel from overly blowing my nose due to hayfever. But I prefer to think that it was some sort of reaction to my subconscious inflicting you lot on me.
HALF YEAR REVIEW
So we're almost halfway through the space year 2005. My first thought is "fucking hell, it doesn't seem like we should be already", but then I look out of the window and notice that it's the middle of summer, so I suppose it's OK. A fair bit's happened since Christmas:
PROSCONS Making with the sexLosing fitness Losing girlfriendLosing girlfriend Having less work to doHaving no work to do at all for a few months Passing driving test Impending accident payout Nice payrise and bonus Nice new (to me) car Being made The Godfather (to my mate's baby) Moving into an ace new office (with actual WOMEN)
So yeah, more pros than cons. And the fitness thing is partially due to injuries anyway. Things I've started liking this year include: Star Wars (again), Tiger Woods 2005, damn NME music (Kaiser Chiefs, The Futureheads, The Ordinary Boys, The Cribs, Hard-Fi, Bloc Party etc), Bacon Fries (posh Frazzles), lots of poncy beers, and...lots of other stuff I can't remember due to said alcohol. Best album- pick one of the above poncy bands. Best gig- Kaiser Chiefs/The Cribs/Hard-Fi at The Leadmill. Best film- Revenge of the Sith. Best football match- Sheffield United 3-1 Aston Villa (forget your Champions League final).
Later, I'll be off to That London/The Big Smoke/Landan Taarn/Wanksville on expenses so I can basically get drunk. Oh, and go on some course first thing tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be meeting up with madfuzzy and/or murasaki_star (who will probably be wearing some fancy gear, and all that jazz, but drinking with me, who looks like a gypo). I will then proceed to meet up with my workmate and get arseholed. Can an arsehole get arseholed? I'll scratch that and say wankered, just in case. Oh, hang on...