I have no problem with what people like to do, I'm a fairly liberal kinda guy.

But engaging in very loud spanking and other assorted kinky shit at 11PM? Please don't. I need sleep.

Cheers,

Vin

(This is what I've tacked to my housemate's door, for obvious reasons. I did NOT want to hear them having incredibly kinky sex, thanks...)

Well, today's been a bit of a downer - I didn't get up 'til 11, ran up to the shops to get something for lunch, as I was starving, then get a call about an emergency group meeting (for the Summer project), have to ditch my shopping and run up to Uni. We spend three rather unproductive hours arguing about what we should be doing, knowck together an ( Read more... )

You heard me! Eurovision!

I mat be the only person on the planet who still gives a damn about it, but what can I say? It's possibly the greatest collection of comedy I have EVER seen. And I've watched the entire Spaced and Black Books series in order, which takes some beating.

After Lordi flattened the competiton last year (Whee!) with some much- ( Read more... )

...I have decided to thwap a lump of big, manly beef on my blog. Which sounds so wrong, but there y'go.

Recently, I've begun to develop a...well...hard-on for firearms. I always tell myself that some day I'll take a holiday to America or Canada and try out something on a firing rage, but that's a long way off, financially, logistically and...um... ( Read more... )

You heard me. Broccoli and Gerbils.

So, first off, WOOT! Le Sil ish backzorz!!!!1!

Yeah, t'was great to hear from her this morning and hear of her exploits (mainly lusting after topless gay men and missing Cris).

The rest of the day? Mixed.

I came in for our tutorial (this term we have NO lectures whatsoever, only three tutorials throughout the unit) to finalise our descision for our ( Read more... )

Okay, back at le Uni, settled in fine after a massive shop for foodlings and other assorted goodness. Foodling, I must use that word more often ( Read more... )

1. Can you cook? Oh hell yeah - I made a HUGE omlette yesterday, about 15 inches across.

2. What was your dream growing up? To write, be creative. I was always thinking of weird crap when I was a hatchling, hence why I was such a cheap kid to look after. Pens and paper for moi.

3. What talent do you wish you had? Nothing practical, really, I'm pretty ( Read more... )

Oh, if life was as simple as Jackass - diving headlong into a fruitstand from a giant shopping trolley. las, no such luck ( Read more... )