I forgot to mention, I'm in Birmingham right now. Which is nice. Seeing The Flaming Lips tonight. Excellent!
Daredevil sucks. No Really. No matter what anyone says.
We watched it last night and guessed the entire plot, and got really irrate when the guy manages to dodge bullets by hearing them. Bullets travel faster than sound you stupid film makers
I've really got to stop shaving a day or two before I intend to go look at a new church on a sunday. Three times in the last month very helpful old ladies standing at the entrance of their church have taken it upon themselves to welcome me to their churches. Each and everytime, after the initial greeting and handing of church newsletter a worried look crosses their face. Generally at this point I try and sit down somewhere near the back, whereupon they inevitably reappear behind me, and start saying how the young people usually sit over the otherside of the church. Now, I've learnt from experience that this isn't them being rude, and telling me I'm in the wrong place and I should go sit elsewhere, but rather them trying helpfully to point me to someone my age I can speak to. Now while I love the fact they try and make feel at home I can't help feel slighty offended. Their is always part of me that wants to say "Thank you very much for pointing me towards the group of 14 year olds over there, but I think I'll manage sitting over on this side of the church. And while I'm at it, would I look older if I grew a beard?"
The most welcoming church I've been to lately (and the person who welcomed me at the door was a helpful old lady who handed me a notice sheet) was colchester road baptist church simply because after I said hello to the welcoming people and sat down, some guy behind me said hello and started talking to me about jobs and houses. I wasn't particularly interested in either, but it was nice way to be treated.
In keeping with the tradition of giving stuff away, I have one Nokia 3510 to give away. It's tied to the O2 network, although it works on T-mobile as well. It also has a bit of a rubbish cover, but it has lots of excellent ring tones already on it.
First come first served basis
I've just got accommodation sorted! Oh yeah! I'm moving into a house with three other people (all women) in a lovely part of Ipswich, near the centre of town. Hooray!
I'll let everyone know the address nearer the time to move in, and by e-mail
I can't believe I regularly read a weblog that currently has a discussion about what you name your hard drive. I need to get a life.
Today my plan was to go into Ridley Hall early to read and study in the library before my tutorial thingy. But the stupid train system means that I either had to leave at 8:30 or 11:30. Needless to say I didn't leave at 8:30, which means I now have a morning in which I should be studying and writing essays, but I can't really, because I don't have any books to help me write the essays. Joy!
It just snowed!! Wow!
"And summer gave autumn a miss and turned straight into winter"
Next door to the lovely offices of CYM is a hair dressers. It's a posh hair dressers though, I think it calls itself a salon rather than a hair dresser, and is named after some people with vaguely french sounding names, as opposed to being called "Kwik Cuts" or something.
Anyway, every Tuesday they use the downstairs part of our offices to do training with these apprentice hair dressers, which always strikes me as a bit odd. I mean I can understand hair dressers needing training, but why they spend five hours a week writing notes while someone lectures them is beyond me. I mean what do they learn? One of the guys (and yes, they have guys learning to be hair dressers) learning had one of those big lever arche files full of notes, I mean he had more notes than I took for my entire physics a-level. It's bizarre. One day I'm going to go down their and ask them exactly what it is they learn about. And try to blag a free hair cut.
In other news. REM are releasing the best of the warner brother years, which has lots of good stuff on and well worth purchasing (but it doesn't have "Be Mine" on, which is WRONG)
I'm also going to make myself a t-shirt that says "in heaven, all guitars will be telecasters", just because I can.
Would anyone like to own up to ringing me at some point last night? You had your phone in your pocket the entire time, and were at some crowded gathering apparently. I'm really annoyed that I didn't hear anyone say something about me behind my back, because that would have been quite amusing. Although it might have made me cry.
To see the Coopers or not to see the coopers, that is the question.
They play Norwich (45 mins away) in a month or so's time. And while seeing the Coopers would be more excellent than a current full of turtles I have an essay due in 3 days later, and if I miss my train I'm stranded in Norwich for 6 hours.
I love the fact that my life is so busy right now that my most interesting choice is whether to see a band or not. Now that is important.
Also, in other incredibly exciting news (whoo yeah), I've got a pinboard and some shelves in my office. My life is so crazy right now.
"Having looked at the weakness and strengths of your plant what are the threats to it?"
"Falling Sharks"
"Falling Sharks?"
"Always a threat those falling sharks"
I just got my first e-mail saying how much of an idiot I was for something on my site! Excellent! I'm debating whether or not too publish this e-mail, I think I might e-mail him back and ask permission as it seems rude otherwise. But anyway, he's not just insulting me, but Lardpony and Jaclyn as well.
Anyway, I got my new phone yesterday, but don't worry as I'm changing my number over. Currently though I have two phones and I look like a fool. Expect fun things though when I get bluetooth working.
Re-writing child protection policies isn't a pleasant task, however Peter's Evil Overlord List cheered me up quite a bit.
"My door mechanisms will be designed so that blasting the control panel on the outside seals the door and blasting the control panel on the inside opens the door, not vice versa."
Kinesis were just playing in eastenders! In the vic! Most awesomest thing ever!
It's that time of year again! Exactly this time last year I wrote about how annoying Christmas decorations shouldn't go up in October, and low and behold I right about it again this year.
My plan for the next month and a half is to walk round town with my head down and my minidisc player on, ignoring all Christmas type activities. Hopefully this way some of the joy of Christmas won't be destroyed by rampant marauding capitalism.
New phone soon! Hooray!
If you've been paying attention, you might have noticed some changes here. In case you haven't, this is what they are.
In other news, I sorted out accommadation for myself, however that may fall through now, which is good news, because something even better (and a lot cheaper) has come out housing-wise. Hooray!
Oh and the circus was excellent!
We're off to the circus tonight! Hooray for free tickets!
This story makes me laugh, especially the quote from 118 saying "During the Seventies all the runners had moustaches and long hair, even the footballers did".
I said it would be Monday, and Monday it is.
Sheep Rock.
I know everything doesn't quite work yet, but most stuff will do soon.
In case you hadn't been informed yet (and I apologise if you haven't) Helen and I have split up.
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