Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo

I've obviously had this addiction for a long time, although along the way I've tried to convince myself that I haven't. However, one feeling has remained constant throughout - at least my addiction isn't physical. I've always maintained that I really can't see how people can get hooked to alcohol.

Recently, things have changed. That is because I'm starting to accept more and more of the science behind addiction. Also, for the first time, the other day, I actually pictured myself as an alcoholic. I have so little faith in myself or my life now that that image is one that I can genuinely imagine coming to fruition.

I haven't blogged in ages. The second half of this year in particular has been the worst ever and I really don't know if I can face my family over Christmas.

Also, I suppose I should note that last Tuesday I went to hospital for a suspected broken toe - turns out it was just fractured. There goes my flawless hospital record.

Another Year Goes By

The last year has been the worst of my life.

When are things going to change?

Another Year Goes By

The last year has been the worst of my life.

When are things going to change?

Irresponsible Hate Anthem

FUCK IT!

I wasn't born with enough middle fingers.

War of the Worlds

Just as all the good things come to an end
Even the survivors will die in the end.

Any my heart aches.

Every Word

I've just finished watching "The Pursuit of Happyness". Whilst the film may have its faults, the theme cut deeper with me right now than it normally would. As if pure (black) magic, I found my bank account to be less than empty merely minutes after the closing credits. My train fare to Stoke tomorrow is £7.70. I have £8 in my wallet. That is lucky I suppose.

I really hope that tomorrow can really be the start of the recovery. I should be getting paid by Mum and Dad for a couple of days of work. Then I head to Munich with SCUB on Friday - I already have my Euros stashed away for that. I did really want to cancel the trip, what with my dire financial position and the fact that the mighty WARD CORNER are reuniting on Saturday. But we do need to get away. Nat more than me - she has been amazing, and I really would be screwed without her.

It is strange, because I've been feeling a lot better at times recently. I am reading more, playing guitar, drinking less and even going for a RUN today. But I'm so down right now. This Summer I've been working more with some of the other RAs and by christ they're a bunch of self-righteous arses. This, twinned with the fact that it doesn't seem we should be expecting a payrise. On top of the long standing farce of equal pay with our colleagues.

I am being tested right now. I am angry right now. Thank fuck this song absolutely rips.

Ballad of Chasey Lain

Some people grow more "mature" with the years, and some still laugh at the same jokes they did during high school.

I realised today, however, that I find this rip-roarer even funnier than back then. I am destined for jail.

Fell on Deaf Ears

I really do seem to be getting stupider. There have been a couple of jokes recently that not only did I fail to get, I completely missed altogether. Plus, speaking clearly is becoming increasingly difficult - not only do I seem to be mumbling more, I grow less and less articulate every day.

A particular low point would have been Monday when the Fajtas played the division leaders, who are all completely deaf. At one point the ball ran free near the goal. I charged towards it, slightly behind the attacker. I shouted a battle charge of sorts to maybe put my opponent off.

Instant Crassic

Today I went to the gynaecology department at Derby Royal with a friend. Whilst she was getting, well, sorted out, a pleasant looking woman looked at me reading. I looked back.

We had something in common at least. We were both thinking of her vagina.

A New Day Has Begun

Last night I was depressed. As depressed as I can ever remember.

But...

You Need A Hug

"Milk is underrated because people only view it as a food-stuff. But you can make a lot more from it – milk is a wonderful, natural raw material. The special thing about milk is that is has a lovely silky feel. The fabric falls wonderfully, and it's cheaper than silk."

German efficiency at its very worst. Fuck off, Anke Domaske.

Quiet Little Voices

You know what's annoying?

When you think you've lost weight and two friends (Neil and Scott) whom you haven't seen in a while both remark on how much weight you've put on.

When you think your room is tidy as shit and your parents have a go and ask when you're finally going to tidy it.

Song rules. Will buy album.

Killed The Lord, Left For The New World

I've just finished reading The Information Officer, which I started back in Nerja in April. What a fantastic book. Not only that, I read the last 90 pages accompanied by This Will Destroy You's Tunnel Blanket. Perfect is almost too perfect a word.

The title is both an excellent song and a fitting choice considering the story. I do have this rule with books where I follow fiction with non. So now I can either finish Britannia or stop with the excuses and start Crisis Economics and get some of the basis down for my dissertation.

Time shall tell. Probably a lot of it.

Panasonic Youth

You have to laugh when the Americans talk football.

Totally inappropriate title, but that is what is playing right now as I pack up to move to Peter Hilton.

Big Bad Wolf/Unless We Try

FUN QUIZ: What does it mean when you tell someone something just after telling them not to tell anyone else?

FUN ANSWER: Why my dear reader - it means DON'T FUCKING TELL THEM. Especially after being warned twice.

Farewell to Words

Blimey. I have taken to using predictive text on my new phone. One of the preloaded "words" is "m8" and yet "fab" isn't in there, among many others. You know what? Billy Bragg sings in his ace new song - those who like a good kiss-and-tell must share the blame [for the NOTW closure and the like]. Likewise, if you spell like a fucking 3 year old who was kicked in the head at birth, it is YOUR fault that I have to suffer such a First World problem.

Mystery and Peace

This post is entitled after an Envy song for two reasons. One, it fucking rules and is song of the day for sure. Secondly, in March 2009 me and Nat's Dad went to New York. Part of that trip included a visit to Coney Island and oddly enough, we actually found a message in a bottle. I took the message and promised Jeff I would get in touch with the authors, even though it appeared that they were barely literate. I didn't bother purely because the contacts were for AOL Instant Messenger and I didn't have it. Or, in other words, due to laziness.

Well today, on the official move out day for Nunnery, and with Becky and Pete gone, I am fucking bored. So I decided to install AIM and look the dude(tte)s up.

It turns out that none of the profiles listed are available.

Mystery. And peace.

Once Again Sundays

As if I fucking forgot to include this on the last post! Today, out of the blue, one of my all-time favourite bands, No Motiv have released a new single after 7 years of doing nothing! It gives me the shivers it's so good!

If they tour I will die!

Born Again

Today has been a truly magic day. Well, aside from the fact that the heavens opened on the way to Kedleston Road for a careers meetingand truly soaked me. But I reckon that I have spent less time recovering from unanticipated soakings in my life than those checkers of weather have spent trying to avoid a soaking so I don't mind.

Today was the first day that I actually managed to sing in tune (probably not) whilst playing guitar. The song?



I hope to perfect it over the coming days and record it soon!

The final reason that this day is magic? Scott Wright is due here any minute! Now there is a guy I never thought I'd see again. The moment where our Copenhagen train boarded a ferry (much to our surprise and confusion) in the snow is still one of the best of my life - me, Scott, Josh and Oliver all went up to the top deck to look (HANG ON HE JUST FUCKING CALLED. HEARTSIGNS AND ALL THAT BOLLOCKS. HEARTSIGNS TO SIGNIFY THAT I AM HAPPY) across the lake and it was just so beautiful in an unexpected way, with the snow coming down fast and the total lack of real scenery. Still, it will stick with me.

Shit - Scott says he has a lot to tell me. I have nothing. This is what I was afraid of!

Bored & Extremely Dangerous

IDEA FOR A FILM: You know that condition called schizophrenia? Is there a condition where your best friend has it in your eyes? As in you think they are two different people when really they AREN'T? Who cares? It COULD be on the big screen! And that would be the basis for a film!

And it would be fucking shit.

This Mess

"You know what? I like him because he fucking drinks and smokes".
-A quote from myself last night in Blue Note with Pip and Anna.

WHAT HAVE I BECOME?!?!? ha ha.

The Quitter

"All the time you spend trying to get back what's been took from you, more's going out the door."

-Some guy, No Country for Old Men


Absolutely amazing.

Jackass

Well, Ryan Dunn is dead. All the evidence points to him drink-driving. Now, clearly drink-driving is wrong, and his passenger also died as a result, but here are a couple of points to remember;

• A lot of us have done it, and a lot of us have driven having drank more than he did.
• Ryan Dunn did more living in his 34 years of life than most of us would do in 34 lifetimes.

We all make mistakes; some more grave than others. Even though it was a dick move, I am still extremely sad to see him go.

Kind of appropriate lyrics...

Hey Kid

Do you know what I find funny? People who reckon a simple passage of wind is "disgusting" whilst eating some animal. Perhaps they aren't eating it at that moment, but they may do later in the day. Still, farting is way sicker, man.



Oh yeah, speaking of the Ataris, Nat cut my hair last weekend and made the following shape with my hair:

Hm!

Tonight, Tonight

Tonight I feel sad. Lonely and sad. I have no money. At all. I have massive debts. I have been working for over 15 and I have nothing to show for it. I accept that this is all my own fault, but sometimes it still hits home hard, even though I am enjoying life and am excited for the future.

I wish Nat was here.

There's Nothing I Won't Do

I'm getting more and more into Eurodance! I've always liked it when it's come on in clubs, but I've never taken the time to listen to it at home. It's not the same on these shitty laptop speakers though! Tracks like the one below get me nostalgic for the 90s, even though I wasn't old enough to club. They also make me miss Warrington as I've not heard much quality music on nights out in Derby so far. There was also that time in Darli Bar with the SCUB and "Ride on Time" came on and it just blew me away; the music just really hit me hard at that moment for whatever reason.

Recently I realised that I am not listening to enough new music. This is mostly because I have no cash. With hooj choons around like this, who gives a shit?

Oh yeah, SCUB - there's nothing I won't do!

You Know You're Right

I have Cascada out of my head with this heavyweight tune. I invigilated at Noel Baker high today. It's a nice school and it was a nice experience. Having said that, I wish I hadn't pissed away all my money. Then I wouldn't have to grab scraps like today.

Everytime We Touch

For some reason, I just can't get this song out of my head.

Also, I did not know that Cascada are German. That is all.

Black Box

Excellent. Just fucking excellent. I have a new phone (Nokia N8) that barely works, never mind vibrates and a vibrating ring (just used on the SCUB) that won't stop vibrating.

In other news, xeeb.

The Last Destroyer

WE CAN ALL STILL LEARN TO TRUST

Anywhere with You

"The world is a book and those who do not travel read only a page".
-Saint Augustine

"Know yourselves, know your country and know the world then you shall be the architect of your own destiny".
-Foroyaa ("Freedom" in English) newspaper motto

Sigh...

Fine Line Life

Personally, I think there's a very fine line between having an "attitude" and being rude and/or thick as fuck.

All In a Days Work

Thursday's got me so confused. I did absolutely nowt. At all. I was depressed and got depressed at that fact. This time is going to be my liberation - however it doesn't feel it right now.

In other news, the video from the new Atlas Losing Grip album fucking destroys. Rodrigo is GOD.

You're Wrong

If you do believe in god, you're wrong.

Look What Happened

Well, I've done fuck all. Not happy about that. I need to change, I really do - after this amazing month, if that can't change me, nothing will!

Nat is here now. We are going to watch Forest tomorrow! YOU REDS!

If It Takes You Home

YES! Finally! You know when you have a song in your head and you really have no idea who it's by? It seems to be a never-ending battle for me, but I experienced victory today! This was more of a riff though, and it's been floating around up there for months and months. Realisation came as I was working my way through Idlewild's back catalogue, something I seem to do with increasing regularity. I've not given "Make Another World" enough time, and I regret that. It's fab.

Soooo much to blog on. Gambia, Spain - I'll probably do all this tomorrow when I should be doing my Gambia portfolio. As for today, it's been a great day. Me, Guy, Linda and Pete actually made it to the library at TEN this morning (in the holidays no less!) to make little progress on our presentation. But it felt good all the same. Then Guy drove me and Linda around the Peaks as Linda has never been. We took in Eyam, which has a fascinating history, even though much of it isn't on show, for obvious reasons. We went to see the Boundary Stone however, which was more beautiful than anything. After a quick drink (of Coke for me) we drove on, eventually stopping at The Cat and Fiddle pub, which was a pretty unique experience. I have vowed to stay off drink for a week (more on this tomorrow), but I had to have a pint there. Delicious.

Okay, off to Guy's place to play Portal 2 with some mushroom curry!

Semi-Charmed Life

"Do all that you can, with all that you have, in the time that you have, in the place where you are."


-Nkosi Johnson (1989-2001).


This quote has so much meaning after coming back from The Gambia! Must progress.

Church on Sunday

Fantastic. I woke up at 9am this morning to open up the common and laundry room and figured it would be silly to go back to bed when every Sunday the church bells keep me up for what seems like forever.

For the first Sunday ever (I reckon), they haven't gone off. I'm tired. I reckon I can fight on though - just about.

Dreaming of Throwing Up

What a fucking song! Anyway, I just came to put on my Cherrybomb t-shirt and it still had puke on from Dublin.

Yay.

When Your Heart Stops Beating

Oh dear. I have just been back to Warrington for the first time in months, and of course there was the usual plentiful selection of out-of-date caffienated beverages. Dad picked me up in the first place and brought a dickload more. I think I've drank too many because I had a diet Coke the other day and my heart would not come out of hyper mode for 2 days.

I was scared. I switched it for beer.

You Are Not My Friend

Ha. Brilliant. Just as I was pondering whether to delete a certain blithering sod off Facebook, "You Are Not My Friend" came up on the iPod.

I guess that's decided then.

Heart Songs

I really can't stop listening to Weezer right now (The Red Album), even though there are some really shocking songs on it. "Heart Songs" is an addictive little number, name dropping seemingly hundreds of bands and makes me think of all the bands and artist that have influenced me. It includes the lines "My roommate said come on and put a brand new record on. Had a baby on it. He was naked on it, then I heard the chords that broke the chains..". I remember where I was when I heard Nirvana for the first time. James Green introduced them to me in high school. I then got "Nevermind" for Christmas and still remember rushing upstairs to get my personal CD player to listen to it immediately. Ah... Speaking of bands, Lewbrain's band played their first gig the other day and I was gutted not to be able to make it (funds are low). I've still not seen Biano's band either.


Up early(ish) this morning for handover, and I've just found a great article on unsung heroes. I've also watched an interview with Billy Davies, whom I absolutely fucking love and would really, really like to go for a bevy (sp?) with. However, it's all about United today. I am FINALLY going to watch them at Old Trafford, with Jaz. They've got Marseille and I'm expecting progress. Speaking of heroes, it would mean so much to me if Giggs played tonight.


Oh yeah, I saw an erm, vagrant shall we say, asleep in Derby centre yesterday. He had a packet of Mini Cheddars in his hand, open. I found this very funny indeed.

Worse Things Happen At Sea

Japan... wow. Some of the videos that have come out of the latest disaster are truly horrifying. The destructive power of the Earth has our backs to the wall, definitely.

Although I can't help but feel people are more sympathetic to Japan then other, less developed countries. Not that it's a competition. Just food for thought.

Speaking of food and moving on, I am having mushy peas and a packet of stuffing for lunch. Who said the vegan diet is boring?

F.O.D.

Something's on my mind
It's been for quite some time
This time I'm on to you
So where's the other face?
The face I heard before
Your head trip's boring me

Let's nuke the bridge we torched
2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've had this burning in my guts now
for so long
My belly's aching now to say

Stuck down in a rut of dislogic and smut
A side of you well hid
When it's all said and done
it's real and it's been fun
But was it all REAL fun

Let's nuke the bridge we torched
2,000 times before
This time we'll blast it all to hell
I've felt this burning in my guts now
for so long
My belly's aching now to say

to say...

You're just... a fuck,
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.
I'm take-
-in pride
in telling you to fuck off and die.

I've had this burning in my guts now
for so long
My belly's aching now to say
I'm taking pleasure in the doubts
I've passed to you
So listen up as you bite thisssss...

You're just... a fuck,
I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.
I'm take-
-in pride
in telling you to fuck off and die.

Goood niiiiiiiiight....

Old

Two funny things from today:

I was out last night at Walkabout with Sam Ward. I had been reading for Franc's Gambia essay (due today) for what seemed like weeks (I think it was about 2 hours) and had done 300 words out of 2000. So Sam convinced me I needed a break. That break soon turned messy when Sam insisted we do 12 shots each, in quick succession. Anyway, Pip was out - I "danced" with her for a bit. Well, that's how she tells it. I thought I was just talking. So I saw her today outside Keddie's and she said that after I left this dancing conversation, her friends came up to her and asked "who that old guy was" that she was dancing with. Holy macaroni.

Secondly, I had to deliver some census forms around Nunnery tonight. Felt like a little bit of history, it's going to be the last one. Wow, I HAVE learnt something at uni. The point is I had to slide one under ever door and in one of the flats, I slid one under and heard a loud "ouch!". I just burst and laughing and legged it.

I hope he's okay, I really do.

Trembling Hands

Explosions in the Sky have a new song out! It's just brilliant too! Even better though, the feeling I got when I first heard them, when their beautiful sound was new to me; it's back! It had started to wear out as I listen to them as much as possible!

They're coming to Manchester in May and I couldn't be happier! It's such a shame that I don't have anyone to share the joy with right now.

Takk...

I'm just getting ready to head to the library and the iPod is still on. What a transition! "Takk" by Sigur Ros into "Try out Your Voice" by Big D! Perfect!

Deep Inside of You

Ah, yes. The sun is shining so brightly and this slice of perfection just came up on the iPod. I think I may get a 3eb tattoo!

Out of Touch

I remember when we started
And this was not what we wanted,
Seems we lost perspective of our goal to have fun in the first place
Cause right now this feels more like a day-job to me
And my head aches, sore from countless sleepless nights, overcome by stress
The pressure of a time schedule and short, short coffee breaks
But when I search through photographs reminiscing good times we've had
I know we can get that feeling back
Yeah, we can get that feeling back if we put down a little time and effort to
Manifest our independence, regain control
(Regain control)

Have we taken it this far to leave it in the hands of someone else
Who'll be making decisions we should be making ourselves?
Someone we don't even know, someone we've never met, miles away from here
(Miles away from here)

Yeah, we can get that feeling back if we put down a little time and effort to
Manifest our independence
(Regain control) (x2)
And everything's so out of reach and everyone's so out of touch,
Just wanna get back to where we started (x2)

Charged Words

"There are no Sunnis or Shi'ites, no Republicans or Democrats, only the have or have-nots".
-Senator Charles F. Meachum, Shooter

That quote may be wrong. I've slept since watching the film.

"Neutrality can not exist in the face of murder".
"I woke up on a mine. The whole world is watching. I need to shit".
-Two rough quotes I enjoyed from No Man's Land

The Sing-Along Summer Song

I wish it was Summer. The sun would shine.
We could hang out, riding our bikes.
But it isn't Summer and it's cold outside.
Nothing's what it used to be;
I guess I'll have the memories to carry them with me!

Head Hurts, Hands on Fire

Balls. I left Mosh at 3 last night and stayed up until 4. Then I woke up at 8:15 to handover, as I was "working" last night. Now I can't sleep. My arms are hurting from the press-ups and Dave is coming back tonight! I hope I can stay awake for his randy self!

Live Forever

"Live Forever" just came up on the iPod and I like the way the Oranjeboom feels in my hand and down my throat.

Life is good.

Bodies

Today was the first time I've done 100 press-ups in a day! It was 10 lots of 10, but in quick succession. At least I'm trying!

Great result against QPR today - Majewski sent off after 25 minutes with QPR one up. Not only did Forest get the draw, they could have easily won it! Promotion is surely a great possibility!

History

So yesterday I watched Neil Oliver's "A History of Ancient Britain", which was fucking great. When I went to bed, I continued to read Graham Stewart's excellent "Britannia" and learnt about the great King Alfred. This book is teaching me so much and makes me want to learn so much more!

I really enjoyed last year's history module "European Cultural Identities and Ethnic Minorities" with Robert Hudson. I actually found myself looking at the Open University website about 2 weeks ago to see about a part-time history degree. I was thinking about it this morning, just as "History" by Bush came on my playlist- a 1 in 1792 chance.

Could this be a sign?

I got up early this morning to do some productive crap, but ending up watching as many TedCrusty videos as possible, featuring one that made me cry with laughter. To finish, I can't believe this is my first Bush referenced post.

Song for Todd

Well, about 5 years since I recorded my first solo effort (an edited cover of NUFAN's "Feels like home") for someone special, I have had a stab at a second. It's a cover of "Doin' laundry" by Nerf Herder. It was the fourth attempt. It's still shit, but it's a massive leap from the first song - I am playing guitar and singing AT THE SAME TIME and the singing is much better, unfathomably.

I could have recorded more takes, but I feel good about having the balls to put it out there regardless of quality. Hopefully the next effort will also be an improvement.

No One, Nothing

Well, around 4 years after recording the fucker, Ward Corner's only proper EP, "Sharks! Spiders! Rollercoasters!" has come out. It's on iTunes! Wow! So, to "celebrate" the release, I made a video of sorts for the song I felt was most mainstream friendly. The feedback has been very positive, and I must admit that now the time has passed and all the dust has settled - I am finally able to listen to the songs as a piece of music and not a pain-in-the-arse recording process filled with mistakes and bickering.

I like. I like a lot. There is talk or a couple of reunion shows. We shall see. I would fucking love it.

Two Sides

Some people think they're always right and right is all they'll ever be.

Bombs Away

This is the last time I'll be denied.

Filthy Habits

Instead of being accused of being boring for never doing fancy dress, it would be nice to be told why fancy dress is so fucking exciting.

I've been drinking.

Little Death

Come to me with the worst you've said and done.

Chasing Hamburg

Thank fuck the Superbowl is over. I don't like American Football. I'm sure it's fine, but the Americanisation of our sports really scares me. The new American owners of Liverpool referred to it as a "franchise" last week on the radio stateside.

But it's over for now. Now I just have to contend with people saying "movies" and "awesome". I wish that didn't annoy me.

Can't Stop It

Well, I almost made it through the weekend without spending a penny (as planned), but then Nat (very easily) convinced me we need beer and bacon crispies with The Men Who Stare At Goats.

I ain't complaining. Envirofone have just been in touch (a mere one day after I emailed them) to say that they have "only just" received my phone. Phew.

Wasting Time

In my town, you can't drive naked.

Last night I was the kind of drunk where I poured myself a glass of water, but couldn't quite see the sense in drinking it when I could be sleeping. I'm suffering for it now.

Falter

Beautiful, beautiful intro. Perfect for a sunny day like today. I am procrastinating.

The Idiots Are Taking Over

"Lad".
"FML".
"Bad times".
Heartsign.

Am I getting too old, or are people genuinely trying to sound exactly the same as each other?

Burn

Don't you just hate it when you burn yourself and you go over to put the area under cold water - only to find it's also boiling hot? AAARRGGGHHH!

Chamberlain Waits

This song rules - it's brightened an otherwise shit day. Everyone is out. I wish I wasn't working. I wish I could afford to go out. I wish I didn't want to get fit.

With A Thousand Words To Say But One

Frapes are rarely funny. Darkest Hour with James May last night destroyed. Could have done with more songs though.

Mors Semper Certa Est

Sadly, I heard a couple of days ago that Johanne Wilkinson, with whom I spent 7 years of my life going through high school and college, died on Monday. She had cancer. I remember Pete telling me a while ago, and thinking she would be fine. It turns out not. I've felt empty the last couple of days - my college days were not my finest. Johanne had a hard time during college and I remember being a complete twat. She was the first vegetarian I ever met, and I suppose subconsciously she had a profound effect on me. I remember she was the first person to introduce the concept to me. Although I did laugh at the time. I didn't speak to her much after college, but the few times I did, I could tell that she was happy with life and her fiancé.

Back in year 7, in our memorable form room C7, we used to have thought for the day. At 11 years old, we weren't expected to become immortal with our quoting, but one thought for the day stuck with me. It was started by Damien Lynch (what happened to him?) and was to do with living your life to the full. Fair enough. For reasons lost in the sands of time, Miss Balmer started to tell us that the sad reality is "at least one" of us out of the class of 30 would die of cancer. I recall looking round the room, frightened to death.

I'm still frightened to death - I heard a song by Gold Kids the other day that really resonates with me. That same day, I heard that Johanne had died. RIP Johanne.

This is my tragedy

Beginning with the number 3

This is our endless winter

When all we needed was a summer sun

This is how to feel distant

Even though we're one

Step away from the grave

This is how we fail

So every time we've tried to smile

Mother luck took our happiness away

Any any hope was fake

This is how everything ends

This is my ode to youth

Goodbye youth

You Look Like I Need A Drink

Soooo many times I have been called old recently. Now it doesn't usually bother me, but for some reason recently it has reminded me of all the years I threw away gambling. I suppose now that I feel like I'm truly away from that time in my life, I can see the damage done. But one positive thing has come out of me being called old; I out-drink the kids (I really must stop referring to my friends that way), I'm normally out last (despite hating the music) and I'm up there with the Fajitas in terms of stamina.

I know that sounds really narcissistic, but I am loving it while it lasts! I'm entitled!

I can't wait to go to a party without ring of fire. Sigh.

March of the Crabs

Fuck, my cock is REALLY ITCHY. Anyway, I have not blogged properly since Christmas. So much to say! But right now, I'm tired. All I can say is this weekend has been hugely shit, but it ended up on a humbling note. Not long after handover today, I got a call from security. A student had flown all the way from Nigeria without a room allocated or any idea where to go. He got a taxi from town to the main campus, but there was obviously no-one there as it was a Sunday night. Luckily there was a non-student versus student footy match being played on the astroturf, so he approached them. Two very nice lads brought him here. I managed to sort him a room for tonight and hopefully permanently. He said his visa only came through Friday afternoon (night here) so was unable to book a room. I asked what brought him to Derby, and he was so excited about the prospect about studying in the U.K., and the size of the school was blowing his mind. Alex, one of the guys who brought him over, works with Derby's homeless. I got his number, I'll call it sometime. What an amazing coincidence, and an experience overall that is some hearty food for thought.

In other news, the United Nations EP still fucking smokes.

Leave It Alone

I remember when mobiles first "came out", to the youth anyway. People just didn't leave them on all the fucking time. I mean, the batteries were pretty shit. I think I'm still living in 1996, or whenever it was, because I still text people late at night, and more often than not, I get a text saying something like "thanks for waking me up"!

Here's an idea: turn the fucker off! Trust me, you are not that important. For starters, you're getting texts off a fat alcoholic.

Note: I was sorting out my blog tonight by tagging all the old posts with the relevant bands and came across this draft post so I've "published" it now. It's from late 2009 I think.

Savor the Kill

Wow. The new Darkest Hour song fucking destroys. This band never disappoint!

Everybody's Whore (sic)

I'm getting into this Twitter lark now! I bought a new phone the other day as the keypad on my Nokia N85 has been faulty for a while. This was to be the first time I've actually gotten excited over a phone as when I got the N85, I did not research it at all. I've always wished I could live without a phone, but the reality is I use (and like) facebook & twitter daily.

My new phone is an LG Town. It's absolutely shit. I saved £20 with the sale of my Nokia, but the phone... Jesus Christ. It doesn't do anything well, and what it offers is poor. I only have to live with it for 4 months though when I can upgrade.

I was just asked if I wanted to follow Hayley Williams of Paramore on twitter. Ha ha. That band are a fucking joke. Not only has their music been mediocre at best, the recent revelations have ensured their status as corporate rock music for people who don't really like pop.

35 minutes to go at Old Trafford and Liverpool don't look like equalising! I'm looking forward to the draw; as long as Forest are home I don't really mind who they get!

Ruin It

On a day where I've got fuck all done, largely thanks to sleeping in until 2:30pm (although I got up for 5 minutes to open the office), it wasn't the best thing to order a takeaway and have to wait for it for two and a half hours and then being able to finish it. Thanks very much Curry Master.

I am still absolutely loving Lawrie Sanchez's recent comments regarding Liverpool and its current status. I've listened to the clip at least ten times and I can't help but smile. Here's to Dalglish fucking the club even more and seeing the support fade from their "Man U fans are glory hunters" fans.

Stupid Little Things

A facebook "like" does not constitute a response. Sigh.

Warning: Perfect Sideburns Do Not Make You Dangerous

Well, here I am... back in Derby after a very relaxing and familycentric (yay) break. I've been meaning to blog several things, but with me having very limited internet access at home, I haven't bothered. Plus, it's been nice just to be away from it all. I aim to get a lot of things done tomorrow. Whenever I've said that on here, things haven't turned out.

Let me say that I've gotten rid of my beard after a record breaking run: 3 months I think. I'm left with sideburns now, and fuck have I put on weight! I thought I might look cool, but I have a shitload of work to do to get fit.

As for revision... today was a recovery day. From what, I don't know.