I would like to formally

I would like to formally apologise to my dear friend Helen Cornell. As I haven't e-mailed her all week. I am very sorry, I do love you it's just I've had a very tiring week. And I haven't really had a chance. Sorry I really will I promise.

Had lots to say but

Had lots to say but most has gone.
Although...

I went to Cardiff on Friday to see Kinesis play in the cardiff Barfly. Which is a nice venue. I brought along my friend Ashik. So anyway. We went to see them. And when I got to the venue I saw an advert for a free, YES FREE, gig with Murry the Hump and Teflon Monkey. I mention this to Ashik saying "I'd quite to go to that" and which point the bloke on the door said, "hang on let me get you two tickets" WOOHOO! free tickets to gig yay!
To prove it here they are...





Well one of them anyway.

Then we saw Kinesis. Who ROCKED. They are very very very good and everyone should be forced to go see them live. Talented young individuals that they. I was so impressed I bought I t-shirt

IT has this nice logo on the front...





and this on the back





So anyway they are very good,. go out and buy stuff of theirs. And see them when you have a chance

I then got back to Swansea, where I met some friends. Then in this club ("face-off" it plays mildly tolerable music). Then three of them where all being stupid to each other and I got caught in the middle and accidently offended one of them. Oooops Ah well.

I have nothing to say.

I have nothing to say. Mind is blank as a sheet. Ah well

decided against writing a reply

decided against writing a reply to long guestbook entry here as friends e-mail is now working

I have just realised that the above sentence is a very bridget jones sounding one. I have re-written it below.

I (bridget jones never uses "I")decided against writing a reply to the long guestbook entry here, as my friends e-mail is now working again so I needn't bother.

Better but still needs work.

Anyway, last night I was on "brain auto-dictate" where my brain thinks in easy to understand sentences already written for me. However this morning it was off again and I wrote none of what I thought down so it is now lost forever. Lots of good ideas gone to waste and lots of entries I could have filled no longer filled. Anyway I promised myself I would go to bed at 23:00 and I will. So I am off now.

00:00 10st (ish), alcohol units

00:00
10st (ish), alcohol units 0, Cigarettes 0, Calories ? (I'm an underweight man, what do I care?), pages of Bridgets Jones diary read 100 (approx.)
Must stop reading stupid book. Grrr.. As I wrote the above I flicked through the stupid thing and found myself reading on another 6 days. WHAT A WASTE OF TIME. good book though. Got long guestbook entry which I will reply to here, yes here, tomorrow sometime. Probably in a free when I am supposed to have physics as teacher is absent.
Also in other news spent good few hours on this stuff am now getting really excited about it all (well more so than I already was). Anyway can't write much as I still have more of that book to read and school tomorrow/today. Also going to see Kinesis on friday in Cardiff Barfly with friends. Come there and met me. Huzzah.
Realised my typing has been influenced by Bridget Jones far too much. Fear I am turning into single, neurotic, female 30 something or other.
Grrrr. Off to bed

Decided I check my Guestbook

Decided I check my Guestbook too much. I must stop checking it. After I check it this one last time...

Noel Gallagher still hasn't posted

The following things are evil:

The following things are evil:
-Windows internet connection detecting software (I am plugged into my cable modem, it is on, HOW AM I UNABLE TO CONNECT?)
-Crushlink.com (device of the devil)

The following things aren't
-Rocking the suburbs (Ben folds making fun of nu-metal)
-Let's kill music (cooper temple clause making beautiful noise)

Their are many other things in both catergories but my fingers hurt.

I had something to say.

I had something to say. But I have forgotten it. Ah well.

Turns out my friend made

Turns out my friend made it up. The flight wasn't number Q33 hence proving the whole thing wrong. ah well

Okay look at this it's

Okay look at this it's a e-mail I got from my friend Edward Stoobs. However he probably stole it from somewhere else. anyway it's bizzare so look at it. Really odd and also a bit sick.

Okay one of the planes that crashed into the WTC was flight number Q33 and it crashed in NY.

Now then:-
1 - Load up microsoft word
2 - Type the following:- in capitals 'Q33 NY'
3 - Enlarge it so its clearer, like 72 or something
4 - Change the font to wingdings
weird eh?
Copyright Stoobs ™© (except I reckon he nicked it from somewhere else but give him some credit)

Odd

Thought I would type up

Thought I would type up some random scribblings I wrote the other night as I can't think of anything better to write.

If someone evers makes a book out of these thoughts, then it would be about this holds up fingers to show thickness, not very thick at all . It would also be not very good. (after a seemingly a big head start, I have gone back to my usual self. Huzzah) Also this entry would end up being the text on the back/inside cover/forward bit. Of course if this is a book and you are reading this wondering "do I purchase this book?" well I don't know. I haven't actually written this book yet and I refuse to endorse something that I do not know exists (or if my writing continues to be as bad as this, will probably end up being a really awful book) and anyway this book is just, at the moment at least, my thoughts. Seeing as this is probably a post-humous book ( I didn't know how to spell humous when I wrote this and I don't know now) and probably does not exist. Therefore my humour would be completely out-dated by then...

Okay my entry just degenerates into random scribbles by here. but basically I think that I get to the end by saying that if this is in a book, then by the time it will be published it will be an online book and you can probably download it for free of some free download thing.
And I thank all the people I stole ideas from. Mainly Lardpony who is far more likely to have a book out than me.

Apparently some goto my site

Apparently some goto my site by searching using the following keywords in a Yahoo! Search:

-Sparticus
-horse
-the
-training
-in
-uk

Which while nice proves the uselessness of Yahoo searches. Use Google like everyone else does. However it did mean some random person saw and signed my guestbook. LONG LIVE YAHOO!

Sorry for the last post.

Sorry for the last post. T'was random

Apparently I have to write

Apparently I have to write something about my friends Jaclyn and Seb here. Jaclyn is currently sitting down. She is in pain due to carpet burns caused by Seb. Who is now about to give the same treatment to her sister Carolyn. Carolyn is now about to have her skull crushed. excerprt from conversatio
Seb: "I said you heard"
...
Seb: hums some metal riff
Jaclyn: it was breed by nirvana
Seb: No It was Rage against the machine
J: Yes it was
S: attacks jaclyn
J: OWWWWWW

a short time later:
Jaclyn dies of a heart attack which is totally unrelated to seb in anyway
S: Man I have trapped gas, some get me something for trapped gas, and a beaver. And gas masks
S:insults jaclyn and tells both carolyn and jaclyn to leave their house
S: discusses his psychic ability
C: thinks seb is an ass
S: guesses carolyn's thoughts

S:Chantal is talking to you, Jaclyn have you ever eaten a dice before?
J: yes
C: can you call me Caz bot carolyn, coz carolyn sounds like jaclyn
M: NO

Sunday all day...London special

Sunday all day...

London special 4/4

Today was going to be the day. Got up early and again thought it was late. Luckily it was not. Ate breakfast and left at 9:30 with Helen to get to Soul Survivor Watford. The church where I am talking to people about this course thingy. (soul time) the whole reason I went up to London really. Arrived at church at approximately 11:25. seeing as the service started at about 10:30 we where a bit late. But still I talked to the relevant person. which was fun and useful, then got train home which took a lot less time and made it back in time for lunch easily. Lunch was very very nice. We then headed off to go pick up my friend Hannah. Who was meeting us at the station as her de-brief thing had finished and she wanted something to do. So we went and found her. And did lots of fun things including the following...
-went to Hamley's again (Hannah screamed like a little girl in candy store)
-went to Covent Garden again (Hannah screamed like a little girl in a candy store again)
-walked down a London Road (Hannah screamed like a little girl in a candy store again)
-saw a London person (Hannah screamed like a little girl in a candy store again)
-Left Noel Gallagher a note complaining about his abscence and asking him kindly to visit this site. (although no sign of him yet)
-Went Home

All in all was a very enjoyable experience, and I had great fun. I would like to thank the following people for this fun that I had...
Hannah, for being a girl
Noel Gallagher, for not being there
Rachel Shorley, for answering my questions about Soul Survivor course thingies hence making my trip worthwhile
Richard and Debbie James, for letting me stay and being friendly and nice
Helen Cornell's family, for putting me up and putting up with me.
And above all Miss. Helen Cornell, for letting me stay and making my time in London most enjoyable and for being nice to me even though I constantly talked about Noel Gallagher, and for coming to Watford with me.
Oh and above all that God. For everything really.

The end of the London exploits

Saturday all day...London special

Saturday all day...

London special 3/4

So anyway, it's Saturday, among the most interesting days of the week and today was no exception. I got up far to early and thought it was far too late. After realising my horrible mistake I read Bridget Jones Diary, or at least bits of it. It was greatly entertaining. Then I had some toast. Spoke to Richard and Debbie some then it was off to the station for more exciting Londoness. Arrived at the station, got tube, lost ticket, ticket man let me through free, met up with good friend Helen (there's a pic of her around here somewhere). So anyway we then went to her house, which is like 3 minutes from baker street station. HOW COOL. It's kinda cool. Anyway got to her house, met her family, looked out of window. AND SAW NOEL GALLAGHERS HOUSE. How cool. No signs of life, nevermind I am sure he will be around later. So we went out in the afternoon. We went into hamleys (big toy store woooooo!) and looked aroud regent street, then went to Camden, which is just like the greatest place EVER. It has loads and loads and loads of record stores, it has loads and loads of the coolest random selling shops with the coolest designs and I don't want to say this cause it sounds girle but the coolest clothes stores. Woooww... From now on I shop her. Except it is kinda far away. Still nevermind. It's fun just wandering through all the stores/stalls. From there we went to the not quite as cool place that is covent garden, and from there we went back to her house for some tea, stopping off at the local waitrose where famous people shop. When back still no sign of Noel Gallagher, probably out for the day, he'll be back later I am sure. So we eat tea and then decide to go to Helen's friends party. Which is alright. I make him a card in about 1 minute and then we are off. We get to party. Leave party a few hours later. I don't have much to say about it. Got home to find Helen's brother in kitchen. As I go over to check on status of Mr. Gallagher I am informed of the fact that he was seen early this morning leaving with suitcases in taxi. NOOOOOO!!! go to bed crying. Not really. ah well.

Friday Night...London special 2/4

Friday Night...

London special 2/4

So anyway, I arrive at Paddington station to find that my phone no longer works, I can't get a signal in the middle of one of London's biggest stations. How bizzare. So I need a new phone. Of course if anyone wants to donate a phone to me then feel free. Anyway I arrive in London to find I have to take the tube to waterloo, and then so on to get to surbiton. I do, nothing of interest happens at all on the journey. Then I meet my old youth leader person. Which is nice. And my phone still doesn't work. and that's the excitement of my Friday night. Yay! Anyway I had a nice chat with richard, and saw their very nice house. Wow that was dull. I promise parts 3 and 4 will be better. Probably.

(a brief interlude into the

(a brief interlude into the fun in Londoness exploits)

Have decided that they way forward is if I get an inspirationaly brilliant stroke of genius/alright idea/pointless space filler at any point in the day, I should write it down on paper, then leave it for a bit. Then come back to it sometime later on and write it out. Inserting witty comments that make fun of my own thoughts thus making this whole affair that much better. It's the way forward. Although I am writing this at 00:34 and I need to use the toilet. So maybe tomorrow this idea will suck. Right now though it's to the loo.

On my way to

On my way to London...

London special 1/4

Have you ever notice how sometimes the only way to get comfortable is to get as uncomfortable as possible? Sittting in a train I find that the only way to relax is to sit with my back half against the seat and half against the side of the train. My legs are half crossed and are resting on the seat next to me while my side digs into the arm of the chair. However even though it hurts, especially on the bumps, I feel more relaxed like this than I do stretched out wiht my back against the seat. I speak like I am sitting on a train because as I write this on an envelope, I am sitting on a train heading to London. It's made me realise that I should either get a notepad or one of those pocket pc's, which would help me no end getting thoughts onto paper/hard disk/ram (and also help me read my writing as I look over this envelope 2 and a bit days later). I know I am going to have problems reading this later. (How bizzare, I do. But I actually wrote the previous bracketed sentence before I read the write sentence afterwards. I have partial self-defeating psychic powers. I use it without realising to destroy the smooth sequence of my thoughts before I write them down and assign them smoothness for the rest of eternity.) When your bic pen runs out you know you have problems Already I have forgotten half of what I was going to write here. Either proving I write to slow or think to fast. Or my memory is poor. (it is I can't actually remember what I have written next, and I only wrote it 2 and a bit days ago). Oh well across the carriage a slightly drunk man is interrogating a student. I will observe...

(What will happen when Sparticus actually gets off the train? Surely the trip can only get better? catch tomorrow's exciting episode, this time tomorrow. Or possibly sometime tonight, or even this morning if the computers are working in school)

So anyway I am back

So anyway I am back from good old London, now and it is quite early in the monday morningness of today so prepared to be amazed by

SPARTICUS'S EXPLOITS IN LONDON

(and surrounding areas and trains to and from said place(s))...

I'm in London Woooooooo!!!!!!! Sitting

I'm in London Woooooooo!!!!!!! Sitting at my friends computer. She is laughing at me. also I can see noel gallaghers house from here. HEHEHEHEHHE. I should get a life apparently. But then again what does she know? Owwww. Quick she is looking away I can write what I like. Okay that is enough for now. But Xfm is currently playing Gomez and 78 stone wobble. Which is a cool song.

After yesterdays huge post I

After yesterdays huge post I am not up to much. I can tell you however I am going to London tomorrow. WOOHOOO. Expect a report when I get back

Have you noticed that no-one

Have you noticed that no-one is ever interested in the big thing any more. Now all the focus is placed on the 'Next Big Thing'. They are all of a sudden in the spotlight and everyone is like "are they the next big thing", while the current big thing is like "hang on I'm the big thing now, focus on ME!" but of course they aren't in the spotlight so they become the 'last big thing', a dreaded title if their ever was one. However though if you think about this, this means that the 'Next Big Thing' is actually 'The Current Big Thing' because they are getting all the attention, which means that they are immediately automatically made into the "last big thing". So this follows that the 'Next Big Thing' can never stay the same thing for the period of week. Which is the time it takes before next weeks magazine telling us who is the 'Next Big Thing' comes out.
Except in these days of instant communication those magazines have websites, which are updating every few hours. Therefore shortening the period of being the 'Next Big Thing' to a few hours. And as internet technology gets better then the magazine website updates quicker, so eventually we will be left with the 'Next Big Thing' changing once every time a new piece of bad writing and trashy photos are stuck together to form an article. Seeing as it only takes 10 seconds to do this, the 'Next Big Thing' will change at a rate of once every ten seconds. Now changing as it does every ten seconds, the 'Next Big Thing' will run out of things very quickly. Therefore everyone in the world will eventually get chance to be 'Next Big Thing'. As their are 6 billion people in the world. that means that it takes 60 billion seconds for everyone in the world to be the 'Next Big Thing' once. 60 billion seconds works out to be 1902 years, 214 days, 10 hours, 39 minutes, and 59 seconds. So in just over 1902 years the chances are I will have had my 10 seconds of being the 'Next Big Thing'. Except by that time I will be dead. which kinda sucks.
Nevermind eh? God loves me, which is all that is important really

Just read this and thought.

Just read this and thought. this no longer exists.
Ouch

Someone happened to be changing

Someone happened to be changing channels today it the 6th form block. Stopped when saw live footage of world trade center falling down. Swore for the first time in quite a while. Then prayed.

But was really amazes me is the people who said "who cares it doesn't affect me"

Sickos

" Now would be a

" Now would be a good time to leave the country
You see today I went to teach sunday school, so I go to church, talk to some people then think, "Oh I better go and check see if all the table's and chairs are set out for the class." so off I go to my nice attic room. Up the stairs I go and open the door to my wonderful room. "What calamity awaits?" I hear you cry. Well you see the problem lies in the fact that all the supplies for the craft for the recent holiday bible club has been stuffed into my room. Okay maybe stuffed is the wrong word. It's all neatly arranged on the 3 tables that I have. The problem is... Now I don't have any tables. Or much space. And above all, in about 20 minutes my room is going to have approximately 6 (okay that's not a lot but still) 6-7 year olds running around. With a room full of paint, and glue, and glitter pots with precariously loose lids. Ahhhhh... So after the horror of this situation sinks in. After I check that the paint washes out of clothes easily (it doesn't). After check that my clothes are old (well they are but they are still decent). I try to think of the best way of avoiding this disaster.
Then I have a plan...
Why not use the paints to my advantage? Why not get them to paint stuff?
Oh dear.
So anyway luckily for me it took me so long to clear up afterwards that most of the parents had left for home by the time I managed to leave my little room.
However I do think that they remember what the lesson was about. (the parable about the two roads and how the easy wide one with lots of people on goes to hell, and the narrow windy rocky one goes to heaven.)
And that ends that exciting story.

Oh and I thought of a way of seeing if the government is spying on me. If no-one heres from me every again the men in black have me. Here goes...

"I hope no-one kills president Bush"

I do hope no-one kills president Bush. It's just I bet that this is the sort of thing that the CIA search for. And therefore guarantees me a few more hits from the Pentagon. Please can you sign my guestbook this time??

I just realised, you know

I just realised, you know what's really annoying? They hit my website, but they didn't sign the guestbook. Grrrrr. Call themselves a defence thingy do they?
Some people just have no manners

Run for the hills, the

Run for the hills, the men in black are after me... if you don't believe me look at this...

Providers/domains
1.	btinternet.com, United Kingdom	10
2.	ntl.com, United Kingdom	7
3.	BT Public Internet Service, United Kingdom	6
4.	University College of Swnasea, United Kingdom	2
5.	Birmingham Grid for Learning, United Kingdom	2
6.	The University of Birmingham, United Kingdom	1
7.	Cable Internet Ltd., United Kingdom	1
8.	UUNET UK, Germany	1
9.	Unknown Domain, United States	1
10.	pentagon., United States	1
	Total	32

I don't know how or why they are doing this but they are. Maybe something to do with me trying to enroll for the FBI the other day. hmmmmm
if you want to see for yourself click on the button at the bottom of the links bar.
how cool is that?

Cool. I just had some

Cool. I just had some meetings for Essential which is the Christian Swansea event. It's cool. Also I had my first R.S. lesson which was cool. Also I have psychology homework due for tomorrow and I haven't even bothered to start it yet. Oh well, start as I intend to continue. Hehe

HANNAH'S BIRTHDAY today was my

HANNAH'S BIRTHDAY

today was my friend Hannah's birthday. She was 18. So we threw her a suprise party. Brilliant. and the best bit was she suspected absolutely nothing, cool. The look on her face was absolutely brilliant. She almost exploded. Violently. but in a good way. She was happy. And it was fun

Oh what a nice day

Oh what a nice day today has been. Oh yes. Woke up early, and went to that wonderful thing we call school. Which was all right for the first like hour till I realised the following...
1) School is actually really, really dull.
2) I have one lesson today at the end of the day, so I have to sit round when no-one else has frees and wait
3) The chairs in the 6th form block look really comfy. they are not
4) The foozball table is bust.
5) I miss being able to use my computer, play my guitar, and eat whenever I feel like

However it improved after a brief Polo fight, followed by the Polo olympics.

And then I went round my friends house

And then I went to my friends birthday party which is another story all together...

Strange people who I think

Strange people who I think are from soul survivor are signing my guestbook giving nutrional advice. How bizzare. I have traced them. To Greenwhich. Which is where everyone I trace ends up.

No one is on messenger because it is school tomorrow. Except tomorrow is now today. Erk. Off to bed for me then

Added a section called pictures.

Added a section called pictures. It has pictures in it. although not that many yet. And it seems invisible. Ah well. Today I realised my wit has left me. I think I used up too much over the holidays and now I have entered a wit drought. I'm going to try avoid straining myself by saying only boring things. I will also try to watch "that 70's show:" and the "Simpsons" more often. Maybe it will rub off.
School tomorrow. Looks like a big day. Hooray. Should be fun. And one of my friends is 18. She is in the same year as me. How scary. Or something.
Today I got my photo taken for the local paper with a big giant fake cheque. How fun.

Hello world. On a scale

Hello world. On a scale of 1-10, today (or maybe yesterday by the time I post. I am feeling extravagant today) easily registered a 8 on a scale of doing lots of things but still feeling like I didn't do much. Because I don't think I did do much. But looking back it was quite a full day. Let's see
Woke up
Did whole morning routine thing (you know shower, clothes, food and all the other stuff inbetween)
Re-strung my guitar, snapped hi E-string
Read bible prayed
Rode to get photos, got photos, almost died on way back (mental note, (except it's not really mental more virtual) must exercise)
Went over friends house. Found out that I was 2 hours early. (virtual note, get watch)
Went into town.
Left town
Watched "that 70's show"
Went home
ate
went out to SYP and worked some
Cleaned some windows
Came home
Moved scanner upstairs
Scanned stuff
did this

How unbelievably dull was that? yep definately my most boring entry yet. I will have to improve on it somewhat to bring it up to standard

Okay I just spent like a long time fiddling with stupid photos
not that much fun really
but the results better be worth it
why I am using return instead of full-stops?

This post so isn't going anywhere
I'd like to apologise for the boringness of this last post

Today I decorated my guitar.

Today I decorated my guitar. It now looks immensely cool, Although I suspect the glitter on the fretboard will last about a week. Oh well it looks spangly. Glitter is fun. I had something interesting to say in this post I am sure of it. It has just escaped me for the moment. It was absolutely brilliant. Something that was just hilarious at the time and even thinking back on it, it sounded like the thing that could have turned out funny if written well. Now I have lost it and it will be gone forever
grrrrrrr.

But anyway tomorrow I get photos of soul survivor and greenbelt back so I will be putting those up some how. I dunno how but should be fun. Also I had a nice chat with my friend Sarah today, about youth work in Swansea. Which was nice. Speaking of which... Anyone have 3,000 pounds they want to lend me so I can do a Soul-time course? I would really like to do it but I am poor. and it would require me to work for a while to get money. So annoying. Ah well nevermind eh? If God wants me to go I'll get the money somehow.

today I got the words

today I got the words "possibly" and "sausage" confused, while I was talking about my ex-ex-girlfriend and soul survivor while watching some tv talent show.

how odd

I'm downloading internet explorer version

I'm downloading internet explorer version 6. If I don't post for a while after this, or if I die as my computer explodes, then please forgive microsoft. They try their best
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