I blame "My So-Called Life".
It seems to have sent me back to being a teenager again. I pretty much hated it the first time round, I'm not happy about it rearing it's ugly head again. I've even started getting spots again. Spots! At 26!
Fuck's sake.
Saturday, 30 June 2007
Friday, 29 June 2007
Hmmm...
I really feel I should write something on here coz I've been a bit lax recently. But I can't really think of anything.
I have been trying to write a questionaire to post on MySpace. It's harder than I thought coz I'm trying to make it unique and not the same old shit you get on all these. I want it to be suitably Axl style. I set myself a target of 20 questions. I've managed to get it up to 18. Some of them I'm very proud of.
I'm on Last.fm. Mostly just to prove that my music taste is better than everyone elses. I'm not sure if this will work or be proven.
This is pretty damn lazy, but I'm gonna paste in my last MySpace blog:
"The Walk Off and my body.
So yes. Last night I went to see The Walk Off. As ever they were totally fucking awesome and made me dance like a retarded child. Nothing new there then. However I would like to suggest that their gigs should come attached with health warnings. I have 2 fag burns on my arms, my hands hurt from punching the ceiling and my nose really hurts from accidentally headbutting Bevan, Alice and Clare. And my neck hurts from throwing my head around so much.
Totally awesome set from them though.
However subsequent embarassment and then me making a total tit of myself means that I am never going out ever again. Yes, it's a hermits life for me from now on. You may say that's a bit emotionally retarded, but then I do have a penis. So there.
So byeeeeeee."
I've been raving about The Walk Off since, well since February basically. They never disappoint. They are amazing. I fucking love them.
I'm going to eat soup and malteasers now. But not together. And I won't eat a beard. But I will eat mackerel. I'm going now before I start to describe chewing.
I have been trying to write a questionaire to post on MySpace. It's harder than I thought coz I'm trying to make it unique and not the same old shit you get on all these. I want it to be suitably Axl style. I set myself a target of 20 questions. I've managed to get it up to 18. Some of them I'm very proud of.
I'm on Last.fm. Mostly just to prove that my music taste is better than everyone elses. I'm not sure if this will work or be proven.
This is pretty damn lazy, but I'm gonna paste in my last MySpace blog:
"The Walk Off and my body.
So yes. Last night I went to see The Walk Off. As ever they were totally fucking awesome and made me dance like a retarded child. Nothing new there then. However I would like to suggest that their gigs should come attached with health warnings. I have 2 fag burns on my arms, my hands hurt from punching the ceiling and my nose really hurts from accidentally headbutting Bevan, Alice and Clare. And my neck hurts from throwing my head around so much.
Totally awesome set from them though.
However subsequent embarassment and then me making a total tit of myself means that I am never going out ever again. Yes, it's a hermits life for me from now on. You may say that's a bit emotionally retarded, but then I do have a penis. So there.
So byeeeeeee."
I've been raving about The Walk Off since, well since February basically. They never disappoint. They are amazing. I fucking love them.
I'm going to eat soup and malteasers now. But not together. And I won't eat a beard. But I will eat mackerel. I'm going now before I start to describe chewing.
Thursday, 21 June 2007
Hello. I can't sleep, so I'm going to write a bit in an effort to tire my brain out and pass into a state of dreamy sleepy nighty snoozey snooze.
So, a couple of things.
1. I can't sleep because I'm still wired after my 12+ hour shift putting out the July sale stock. What fun. Yes, after the laughably hopeful estimate by our manager that we would be finished by 7 (HA!! As if!), I infact signed out at 22:20, in such a bad mood that I didn't even want to go for a drink. Now I can't sleep. It is a fact that annoys me.
2. I think I have a mosquito bite on my bum.
3. I must be tired, I've totally forgotten what I was gonna write here.
4. Last night's Permanent Vacation gig featuring Fuck Buttons headlining with support from Divine Coils & You're Smiling Now But We'll All Turn Into Demons was awesome. Fuck Buttons especially played an amazing set that was part noise, part drones, part dance, part minimal composition. All good.
My ears are still ringing, but I have almost all of my hearing back I think.
5. I am really sick to death of the battle of Axl's head. On one side there is the Hayfever which means the outside world makes it go a bit crazy. On the other side there in the Asthma which means that, as my room seems to get very stuffy (probably due to the sheer amount of crap that's in here), leaving my window shut makes it go a bit crazy. It's a no win situation. My only weapons are allergy pills and a fan to keep the air in my room constantly circulating. Don't ask me why that helps, I don't know.
6. Do my eyes decieve me, or has Matt Riley finally got round to posting a new blog entry?
Final thought: "It's all about the fucking goose now man."
1. I can't sleep because I'm still wired after my 12+ hour shift putting out the July sale stock. What fun. Yes, after the laughably hopeful estimate by our manager that we would be finished by 7 (HA!! As if!), I infact signed out at 22:20, in such a bad mood that I didn't even want to go for a drink. Now I can't sleep. It is a fact that annoys me.
2. I think I have a mosquito bite on my bum.
3. I must be tired, I've totally forgotten what I was gonna write here.
4. Last night's Permanent Vacation gig featuring Fuck Buttons headlining with support from Divine Coils & You're Smiling Now But We'll All Turn Into Demons was awesome. Fuck Buttons especially played an amazing set that was part noise, part drones, part dance, part minimal composition. All good.
My ears are still ringing, but I have almost all of my hearing back I think.
5. I am really sick to death of the battle of Axl's head. On one side there is the Hayfever which means the outside world makes it go a bit crazy. On the other side there in the Asthma which means that, as my room seems to get very stuffy (probably due to the sheer amount of crap that's in here), leaving my window shut makes it go a bit crazy. It's a no win situation. My only weapons are allergy pills and a fan to keep the air in my room constantly circulating. Don't ask me why that helps, I don't know.
6. Do my eyes decieve me, or has Matt Riley finally got round to posting a new blog entry?
Final thought: "It's all about the fucking goose now man."
Thursday, 14 June 2007
Sunday, 10 June 2007
One Of The Ways That We Show Our Age
The other day a friend of mine said of a group of people, "They're like a bunch of grandads, sitting around listening to drones." Immediately in my head I thought. "That's what I do.", followed by "Fuck. Another sign that I'm getting old."
Coz I love sitting around listening to drone music. I'm doing it right now.
It didn't occur to me that this could be to do with age though. But I would never have listened to Stars Of The Lid when I was younger. It would have probably bored me. Now, I'm listening to them thinking "Fuck, this is one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard."
When the shop closed today I sneaked on the new Orbital live album that comes out tomorrow, and I couldn't stop smiling. Which was fine until suddenly I found myself thinking "They don't make them like this anymore."
ARGH! FUCK OFF, OLD MAN WHO HAS SUDDENLY TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN! I was meant to go to The Cellar last night, but instead chose the much quieter option of instead going home to eat some food, then go back to the Star for a quiet drink with no physical excersion. OLD MAN! My hair is getting more grey. OLD MAN! On Friday night I got really drunk and had a pain in my kidneys on saturday morning. OLD MAN! I prefer working in the Classical & Jazz department to the other shop floor departments at work. OLD MAAAAN!
What next? Am I gonna start listening to Country, wearing sock suspenders and taking cod liver oil? In years to come will I be buying compilations called "00Heaven." featuring the cream of the double zero decade when music was exciting and not like what you kids are listening to now with your post-sub-field-arse-rock or whatever the kids are listening to in 2030?
Roll on The Walk Off gig later this month. They make me dance like a child. That'll make me feel good again.
Coz I love sitting around listening to drone music. I'm doing it right now.
It didn't occur to me that this could be to do with age though. But I would never have listened to Stars Of The Lid when I was younger. It would have probably bored me. Now, I'm listening to them thinking "Fuck, this is one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard."
When the shop closed today I sneaked on the new Orbital live album that comes out tomorrow, and I couldn't stop smiling. Which was fine until suddenly I found myself thinking "They don't make them like this anymore."
ARGH! FUCK OFF, OLD MAN WHO HAS SUDDENLY TAKEN OVER MY BRAIN! I was meant to go to The Cellar last night, but instead chose the much quieter option of instead going home to eat some food, then go back to the Star for a quiet drink with no physical excersion. OLD MAN! My hair is getting more grey. OLD MAN! On Friday night I got really drunk and had a pain in my kidneys on saturday morning. OLD MAN! I prefer working in the Classical & Jazz department to the other shop floor departments at work. OLD MAAAAN!
What next? Am I gonna start listening to Country, wearing sock suspenders and taking cod liver oil? In years to come will I be buying compilations called "00Heaven." featuring the cream of the double zero decade when music was exciting and not like what you kids are listening to now with your post-sub-field-arse-rock or whatever the kids are listening to in 2030?
Roll on The Walk Off gig later this month. They make me dance like a child. That'll make me feel good again.
Wednesday, 6 June 2007
Tuesday, 5 June 2007
Axl Is A Pussy.
In the last couple of days I've heard a friend of mine say something totally unnecessary about another friend of mine and been really pissed off about it but said nothing to them. I've also had a colleague say something that I find appalling and have serious moral issues with but once again I have said nothing. I can only conclude that I am a pussy, and, in the first case, a bad friend. I could still call them up on it, but I won't. Because I'm a pussy.
Sorry for that self-indulgent paragraph. I'll be more entertaining next time.
Sorry for that self-indulgent paragraph. I'll be more entertaining next time.
Thursday, 31 May 2007
Edinburgh.
Have done absolutly fuck all this week. But I did sign the lease on the flat, so anytime after 1st July that I get a job transfer, I'm gonna be living here! Scary & exciting in equal measures.
Apart from that tho' I really haven't done anything.
I haven't heard anything more from that racist guy who commented on here. Pussy.
Right, well I really don't have anything else to say.
Apart from that tho' I really haven't done anything.
I haven't heard anything more from that racist guy who commented on here. Pussy.
Right, well I really don't have anything else to say.
Friday, 25 May 2007
Dear "Yesterday Is The New Tomorrow"
(Ooooh! Another comment from someone I don't know! How exciting! Let's read it! Oh. Hmmm. It's from someone called "Yesterday Is The New Tomorrow" and it says "Judging by your extraordinarily poor use of the English language and obsession with profanity, I suggest you omitted the gravest problem in this country and the biggest failing of successive governments since 1945: education.")
I would like to apologise to "Yesterday Is The New Tomorrow" for my "extraordinarily poor use of the English language". You see M'lud, I may have forgotten to mention I was a little hammered at the time, and obviously my grasp of words was not what it should have been. Still, I do feel, however personally you form it, that you do have a point about education. Just probably not the one you're trying to make.
If people were educated properly, then maybe organisations like the BNP wouldn't be threatening to seriously hold some political weight. Maybe if people were educated properly they would realise that people coming over here stealing our jobs often have to work more than one job just to try and make ends meet because the jobs they do do are so low in pay. Maybe they woul realise that in fact not all immigrants are trying to sponge off the system and there are legitimate reasons for someone to want to come to this country.
So however pathetic your little personal dig was (seriously, you sounded like one of those guys who hangs around on forum sites all day slagging people off because they spell one word wrong), you do have a good point about education. Thankyou for pointing that out.
I do however not apologise for my use of profanity. I think it is a gross misconception of the modern age that use of profanity equates to poor education or some sort of lack in intelligence. I think people who comment/think like that are stuck up and arrogant, and think this probably because of their fantastic ability to use several words where in fact a couple will do.
Also, I had a look at your blog. Sadly it seems that you have no other interesting points to make. I do hope that this is not true, as you seem like quite an intelligent person yourself. It would be a shame to see that intelligence wasted on something as petty as small minded racism.
So if you do manage to think of another interesting point, then by all means do post it in my comments. It's always interesting to hear the other side of an argument. If however you have nothing more than sniping little comments and petty little hatred, then you can fuck off.
I would like to apologise to "Yesterday Is The New Tomorrow" for my "extraordinarily poor use of the English language". You see M'lud, I may have forgotten to mention I was a little hammered at the time, and obviously my grasp of words was not what it should have been. Still, I do feel, however personally you form it, that you do have a point about education. Just probably not the one you're trying to make.
If people were educated properly, then maybe organisations like the BNP wouldn't be threatening to seriously hold some political weight. Maybe if people were educated properly they would realise that people coming over here stealing our jobs often have to work more than one job just to try and make ends meet because the jobs they do do are so low in pay. Maybe they woul realise that in fact not all immigrants are trying to sponge off the system and there are legitimate reasons for someone to want to come to this country.
So however pathetic your little personal dig was (seriously, you sounded like one of those guys who hangs around on forum sites all day slagging people off because they spell one word wrong), you do have a good point about education. Thankyou for pointing that out.
I do however not apologise for my use of profanity. I think it is a gross misconception of the modern age that use of profanity equates to poor education or some sort of lack in intelligence. I think people who comment/think like that are stuck up and arrogant, and think this probably because of their fantastic ability to use several words where in fact a couple will do.
Also, I had a look at your blog. Sadly it seems that you have no other interesting points to make. I do hope that this is not true, as you seem like quite an intelligent person yourself. It would be a shame to see that intelligence wasted on something as petty as small minded racism.
So if you do manage to think of another interesting point, then by all means do post it in my comments. It's always interesting to hear the other side of an argument. If however you have nothing more than sniping little comments and petty little hatred, then you can fuck off.
Wednesday, 23 May 2007
Oh My Fucking God...
"Vote BNP" just requested me as a friend on MySpace. Instead of denying them straight away, I sent them a message. This is what I sent:
"Hello.
Dear Facist Cunts
Me and my asian boyfriend, who I have been together with for 3 years now and whos parents were themselves immigrants, would absolutly love to be friends with you. There are however some questons we would like answering beforehand.
1. How do you expect a multi-national population to ever take your views seriously? Remember, this isn't the Edwardian ages, and however much you try to hide it, Britain is not a white country.
2. How do you expect anyone to take you seriously when your public declarations directly oppose your core beliefs/"Policies", i.e. The idea that the abolition of immigration is somehow not a racist policy.
3. Do you really think that in the modern age the majority of people will agree with such a tiny minded set of beliefs that are so exclusive to a small group ofg people, will be not only taken seriously, but be widely accepted?
May we suggest that infact, you should instead look at what is actually wrong with our country, a poorly run national health system, an increasingly difficult to penetrate housing market, increasingly unappealing work conditions, etc etc etc, and look at the people making these decisions/changes/rules. Notice somethiong about them? Yes, they are all white British people. Maybe the problem isn't immigrants of foreigners at all. If you actually look at it, the reason for all the problems this country has, are all down to the decisions/"Policies" made by upper/middle class white British people. So stop fucking scapegoating people who have little or nothing to do with what you think is wrong with the way things are and lpook at the actual truth. You small minded, petty little fuckong cunts.
You are pathetic, scaremongering cunts. Fuck off."
Hopefully that will at least show these small minded fucks that not every white person in Britain is willing to put up with their abhorant behaviour. These people are scum and should not be tollerated under any circumstances.
"Hello.
Dear Facist Cunts
Me and my asian boyfriend, who I have been together with for 3 years now and whos parents were themselves immigrants, would absolutly love to be friends with you. There are however some questons we would like answering beforehand.
1. How do you expect a multi-national population to ever take your views seriously? Remember, this isn't the Edwardian ages, and however much you try to hide it, Britain is not a white country.
2. How do you expect anyone to take you seriously when your public declarations directly oppose your core beliefs/"Policies", i.e. The idea that the abolition of immigration is somehow not a racist policy.
3. Do you really think that in the modern age the majority of people will agree with such a tiny minded set of beliefs that are so exclusive to a small group ofg people, will be not only taken seriously, but be widely accepted?
May we suggest that infact, you should instead look at what is actually wrong with our country, a poorly run national health system, an increasingly difficult to penetrate housing market, increasingly unappealing work conditions, etc etc etc, and look at the people making these decisions/changes/rules. Notice somethiong about them? Yes, they are all white British people. Maybe the problem isn't immigrants of foreigners at all. If you actually look at it, the reason for all the problems this country has, are all down to the decisions/"Policies" made by upper/middle class white British people. So stop fucking scapegoating people who have little or nothing to do with what you think is wrong with the way things are and lpook at the actual truth. You small minded, petty little fuckong cunts.
You are pathetic, scaremongering cunts. Fuck off."
Hopefully that will at least show these small minded fucks that not every white person in Britain is willing to put up with their abhorant behaviour. These people are scum and should not be tollerated under any circumstances.
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