Today's useless fact: more people are killed annually by teddy bears than by real-life grizzly bears. One study found that 90 percent of soft toys in GPs waiting rooms had moderate to heavy bacterial contamination -- including lice and herpes ( Read more... )

As if a disturbing dream about Morrissey wearing grey y-fronts wasn't horrible enough, next door forcibly woke me at 8am with DIY. Then the person who was supposed to take university crap to Leeds can't do it as his van broke down so I'll have to haul it up on the train or fork out £100 for private movers. I should be looking forward to Uni, but ( Read more... )

Even though clamouring for a Gmail account is so May, I've have several invites, so if anyone who hasn't been hooked up already genuinely needs one (1GB of storage, no popups, a chance for a catchier email address than thisnamesbeentaken198378@hotmail.com, etc.) ask away ( Read more... )

*collapses in a fit of dirt, grease and festival grime*

( Reading 2004: a brief report. Probably not of interest to anyone who wasn't there. )

I took my dinner upstairs to start eating it, but came downstairs to nuke it in the microwave as it was cold. (I'm neurotic about cold food.) I took it upstairs with cutlery, I sat down to eat and realised I'd taken a knife and a soup spoon with me. So, I went back downstairs, grabbed the cutlery, sat down to eat and realised I had two knives. At ( Read more... )

There's an amazing thunderstorm outside. The wind and rain are so heavy that it looks like there's mist outside! I'm always one for interesting weather, but this doesn't bode well with Reading Festival coming up. Granted, the only band I'll be bothered to see on the openair main stage is Franz Ferdinand, but camping is bad enough without waking up ( Read more... )

Even though I'm pleased as hell to have lost 15lbs in the past month, today I realised my jeans are so loose that even with a belt, I have a builders bum and visible pants ( Read more... )

[A man in Boston] was out strolling with his dog in Thursday night's gentle rain when a woman appeared from the gloom with the unorthodox pickup line, "I am Buffy the Vampire Slayer!" To prove her point, she threatened him with a 12-inch wooden stake. They didn't catch her, though ( Read more... )

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Allegedly, I'm in the prime of my life. So why am I sitting in front of my laptop on a beautiful, barmy summer evening, getting drunk on £4 worth of 'Las Lilas' (and that buys an awful lot of cheap student wine), mocking the people at thebookyoucrew and laughing at people who share their crappy CVs and personal pictures on Soulseek ( Read more... )