Hello there! Why don't you guys like me?

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Yesterday, i journeyed by train to that hallowed place called Beckenham Junction. On my way from Kent House, a woman grabbed me round the neck (I ain't kidding). I froze stock still in horror, until my brain thought "she smells familiar" and it turned out to be Sarah. We proceeded to Beckhanham junction, where we waited 20 minutes for a Baz that never showed, and then we went back to hers.

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After a night of wild passion (I kid I kid) i went home and went on this arcane device for a while.

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Today was interesting. After registration I had a free period, and then film studies second. However, for Film we needed a DVD and notes on a particular scene. However, i had neglected to do this the night before, as my dad and bro where using the TV and my PS2 is not the device it once was with regard to DVD playback. So, i ran home during the Free period, selected my film (Goldeneye) selected my scene (the opening) and wrote my notes. I then dashed back to school, with minutes to spare, and found out the lesson was unrequiring of my work. Still, better safe than sorry!

On a work related note, my mother has just tole me a very interesting anecdote.

Mum : "I need some new clothes"
Trevilla (remember her? *shudder*) : "Yes, you do"

Let sniggers commence.... I guess you had to be there...which i wasn't.....ah hell...

Then drama, where we talked about murder, rape and dead hamsters spinning around in dyson cylinders. 4th was cancelled, so i sat in the lunch hall and wrote one word on my english homework :

• Sceptical

That was it. I then had prefect duty, which was me sitting in the Atkins Centre for 30 minutes doing nothing but talking to Dareus, who was with me, so that was all good. I then came home, resisted the urge to fall asleep, started this blog at 6:49 and finished it at 9:57.

Worth the wait wasn't it?!

G'nightsbeforewinter-een-mas
Fallen 'chard

Playing: Burnout3: Takedown
Reading: Blogs
Listening to: ‘Navras' - Juno Reactor/Don Davis
Watching: Blade, Once Upon a Time In The West, Goldeneye
Annoyed with: HDD PS2 re: FFXI
Confused about: Why my webcam no work
Mood: WHEE!!
Song currently stuck in head: None
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'The Siren' - Nightwish

Hello my diminutive chums!

Yes, tis me, and im bloggin less than 24 hours after having done so previously! Horror of Catastrophes and eutrophies!

So, what to blog about? Wel, today I woken up, at some bread, went to church, saw Graham again (who has moved away recently), cma ehome, ate lunch, wen ton MSN, played on Burnout3 and MGS2, came back on MSN and blogged.

Tis a sunday, and in true HHGTTG style, i have had all the baths I can usefully have. So i shall stop now and read both Teraduds and Electricity's blogs. G'night :D

Quentin Tarantino's
'DickyBlog'

Chapter 3 : Nutshelled School Week

Monday - Film, Drama, Media English Litereature (Maths)
Tuesday - Free, Film, Drama, Media, (Maths)
Wednesday - Free,Media, Film, English Literature, Games
Thursday - Drama, English Literature, Media, Film, Free
Friday- Free, Free, English Literature, Drama, Free

Chapter 4 : Adieu and a Christian (Pt. 2)

On Saturday, again we were off to an event of social proportions. Similar in theme to that ofsaturdays, in that twas a leaving’do’ for a matey o’ mine. And in true tarantino style, we have… PICTURES!!! Yes, more photos for you lovely people!

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A good shirt: The dictionary definition of Nutter.

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Go Greenhougan

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Gothic-man JonnyB

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Mark and brybrobra

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Greenhougan, Dave (whose do this was) and Bryony

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Chris being vaguely drunk

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Josh being blurry and ecstatic

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Emz being very protective of her alcohol

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Awwwwwwww! :-P

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Nick being inebriated

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Sarah and Emily look on as Andy ponders the world

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Chris receiving a duct-tape wax job

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Chris set alight

And just for variety, Sunday evening in Church:

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The worship peopley

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Me, looking very severe

Chapter 5 : And now for something completely different

SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX and a marzipan monkey

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AND THERE WE GO!! I have finally caught up with the present!

Yesterday I went to Sarah’s in recognition of our 1st month together (which is actually today, since we got back together after midnight). And that was fun. Today I shall do not much.

Best of luck to Stompp ;)

G’reading of this post that makes no sense but gets me back to thte present that means I can make more coherent posts and not loads of annoying summaries.
MetalValmar

Playing: Burnout3 Takedown
Reading: Blogs
Listening to: ‘Planet Hell’ - Nightwish
Watching: Green Wing
Annoyed with: PictureHello
Confused about: Yowf…
Mood: Happy and bouncy
Song currently stuck in head: None

The DickyBlog Vol. 2 trailer

Looked inactive, didn't I? Well I wasn't, but it wasn't for lack of trying, I can tell you. Actually Teradud's last post put me off blogging. A time I was to lie in for a week. When I woke up ...I went on what the popup advertisements refer to as a Roaring Rampage of Double Posting. I roared and I rampaged and I got some good posts in. In all, I've posted 253 posts to get to this point. I have only one more. The last one. The one I'm typing right now. The only one left. And when I arrive at the signoff... I am gonna POST SPAM!!

Quentin Tarantino's...
'Dickyblog'

(Disclaimer: Those of you who are not familiar with Taratino's cinematic conventions may not get this. I will attempt to post about the last five days in a Tarantino-film style. Expect flashbacks, chapter headings, a pointless yet genious opening scene where i have a conversation about nothing in particular, just to establish character before i get on with the story, and also one heck of a soundtrack (£14.99, EMI Records) Enjoy, and don't judge too harshly.)


You know, I went into a McDonalds last wednesday, and there was this girl in a yellow jumpsuit with a black stripe down one side, with a veil on her head and really white hair. Now, i dont know what the hell she was doing, but her date was wearing this sharp business suit, and he was looking at me with this really strange look. So i go over to him, and say "Mate, what you looking at?" and he then immediately plugs speakers into his Mp3 player, pushes me into a chair, and starts dancing around me, waving a razor around whilst playing 'Stuck in the middle with you'.

Next thing i know, this skin head, who looked just like Bruce Willis comes in, stands there with this machine gun and points it at the suit dude. Everything goes dead quiet, except for two people in the corner (one had red hair, the other looked uncannily similar to Tim Roth) talking about a bank, a phone and calling the waitress 'Garcon'. Then, in the kitchen, someones toaster finishes, theres this really loud ping as the toast finishes, and at the same instant, Brucey boy starts shooting Suitman, so much so that he gives a little squeak and staggers into the toilet.

Then 'Tim Roth' and Red Haired Girl jump on the table and demand that "Everyone be cool, this is a robbery." Then, the Bride With White Hair picks up a sword and starts hacking, slicing, pulling eyes out and just being generally cool (hard to see though, everything went black and white for some reason). Then, with everyone dead, i pick up someones suitcase and open it, only to see what was actualy in the damn thing...

...two packets of crisps and a banana. Mr Marsellus obviously forgot his lunch. I walked out in slowmo, the theme to Reservoir Puppies playing on the jukebox, me humming 'Like a Virgin', while i walk past some evangelist reciting Ezekiel 25:17...

All right, lets get to the post

[Cue theme tune – ‘Kill Chill’ by Stompp]

BodFilms Studios present…

Starring Richard Stewart

‘DickyBlog’

Soundtrack by Stompp (http://www.soundclick.com/bands/8/stomppmusic.htm)

Directed by Quentin Tarantino

[End theme]

Chapter 1 : Dramatic Fury

Today was my usual Thursday. A starting subject of Drama (good subject) was began with us waiting for Miss P to get back from arguing with the caretakers. While we waited, Sean and Doug had great fun flicking a penny across the room at each other, with animated spectatorship from the rest of the group. We then were told that we were going to be working with ANGER! Rarg and all that. We lay on the floor and were told to recall a memory that made us feel angry, thinking of the physical and mental aspects of how it made us feel. We then were told to take that feeling of anger into a scene, thus (hopefully) providing a more realistic portrayal of anger.

So, in true drama tradition, we paired up and began to think of a situation. I, through no fault of my own was paired with Danielle, a girl who is very quiet (got an A* in drama though, grr!) and very mouselike. It was going to be interesting shouting at her. Our situation went along the lines of: daughter tries to sneak home late from a friends house and is caught by father (me, obviously) who is obviously fuming. So, a lot of shouting later, we’ve come up with a reasonable scene (even the talking we had to shout. 6 pairs of teens shouting at each other was an experience…)

Then Claire and Marine (what a name) had to show their scene to the group. There’s was similar, in that it was a parent/child relationship. It seems the mother had heard from her friend of her daughter’s exploits with her boyfriend from her friends, and was not best pleased. The scene was good, in that it was believable, but they both turned away from each other at exactly the same time. It just seemed too choreographed, and created a lull in the atmosphere.

Then it was the turn of Alex and Doug. Another parent/child argument scene, about homework this time. This was better, even if Alex’s portrayal of a Dad was a little easily angered. Then, (surprise, surprise) t’was the turn of Danielle and the me. I didn’t feel so good about it to begin with, but by the end I was almost shaking with anger (and suppressed laughter, this damn brath gives me a lithp) and when she defiantly looked at her dad and said “Or what?” I just glared at her. I’m not sure whether it was a little fairy on my left shoulder or Miss P that then said “Slap her Rich!” but my reply was “I was going to!” Ah the hilarity! Still, that was over, and it was time for second period.

Chapter 2 : Adieu and a Christian

On Friday evening Sarah came round. After some time of mild pleasantries we departed for Bromley, where we were guests (along with me brother) of my friends the Greenhougan’s (pseudonym). The son of this clan was departing for university on the Sunday, so as such was having a leaving ‘do’ for all those in 14+ (Yoof Groop) plus Sarah, who tagged along with me. That was probably a mistake though.

As we all know, females (and snakes) were responsible for Original Sin, yet Sarah (X- chromosome, female - EVIL!!) was of course, no exception, for a very simple reason…

She managed to get me… (brace yourselves Duds…) MILDLY DRUNK!!!

Yes, I know, I am not worthy to lick your boots, I have transgressed, forgive me for my sins! She was plying me with alcohol all night, and me, weak to pretty faces (unless they’re chavlings) was powerless to resist.

The evening proper consisted of just general chilling, talking, listening to music and drinking. LOTS of drinking. And talking, there was a lot of that. Mainly shouts for me and Sarah to ‘get a room’. Still, a fun evening overall, punctuated on the way home by seeing Jacob Lifely (the cretin) stumble drunk past us. That was fun!

Of course, it being 1 in the morning, Sarah was unable to get home, so she slept on the sofa (hush, you dirty minded individuals).

END OF VOLUME 1
[Cue the 5,6,7,8’s]

Right, short and snappy bullet point post. What has happened since the 13th:

• Friday, went to dreamspace with Sarah Sarah and Helen, wandered around that after a picninc lunch, got dropped of home by Sarah's mum
• Saturday Did nothing of note
• Sunday Sarah was here, came to evening service at church re: SS NW and SITC, dropped off home by my mum
• Monday School began
• Tuesday School continued
• Wednesday School kept going, whiel i went to the orthodontist and had rubber bands put into my teeth
• Thursday School went on

From Friday I will post sensibly. Ok, since this was a quick catchup post i will make another for friday, saturday, sunday and monday.

Be right Back

I'll get this over with:

Thursday morning - Biggest waste of time I've ever experienced. I woke up at 8 IN THE MORNING and proceeded to plod to school in a slight stupor. After 25 minutes of walking, I see Deutsches and co. walking the opposite direction, who tell me, in short, that my journey was a waste of time and i should go home again. RARG!!!! DAMN BRITISH SCHOOL SYSTEM!!!

Some statistics for you about this blog. This is my 118th post; there have been 16 recent posts; with an average 3 posts per week since February; I have written 42,356 words; I have 38 outbound links; and 220 profile views. Now the ones that took me a little research :

Of my 118 posts:

• 9 begin with 'Well'
• 7 begin with 'Ah,'
• 3 posts start with a word in lower case
• 8 begin with 'I' or 'I've'
• 7 begin with a number
• An astounding 15 posts begin with 'Ok', but all occur between the 24th of February and the 31st of March, in the space of 21 posts!
  

That's a total of 49 posts that start in the same way to another. Well, the only ones I noticed at least. That's a lot...

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So, to the post. Yesterday we had another fun filled day in London, mostly spent in London Zoo. After da croo had assembled in Charing (One 'r' Dave) Cross, we took a tube to Camden Town. This was punctuated by a LOT of excitement once we reached the 3rd stop along the way. The entire group (other than Sarah, who just didn't get it) fumbled hastily for cameras. The doors of the tube opened, obscuring my view of the photo's subject. Rob jumped out to pose, jeapordising his chance to get back on the train in time. He leaped back in the carriage with seconds to spare, and as the doors closed, I raised my camera, the blood pumping, my face set. I had only a moment to take the shot, before the train would move and i would lose my chance. I felt a jolt from the train, and i took the photo.

What photo was this?

Mornington Crescent!!
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Well anyway. After a walk around Regent's Park we came to the zoo. we paid our fee, and in we walked. First stop, the Aquarium.

After walking around for a while looking at all the fish, we came across this lovely couple :
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The Clown Fish (now affectionately known as Nemo) spent a lot of time hiding so I couldn't take the bloomin' photo. Being the quick witted people we are, this of course led to a lot of utterances of: "Can anyone find Nemo?", "Found Nemo!" and other such humouresque utterances for which I was punched for. On our leaving the aquarium we came across two violent street folk. Obviously they had just followed us from Camden, and were itching for trouble. I took a photo, that their wicked deeds be associated to their visages :

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Ok, only kidding! (Ooh, i've just realised I have no right eye in that photo. EEEVIL!!)

So anyway, we left and went to find some bears. They were however absent, and Baz came up with the elaborate idea of their escape to freedom, along with the hired services of the penguins (check his blog for details of said plan). We then sat on the benches outside the bear enclosure and had lunch. And a very nice lunch it was too. It was at this point Rob decided to pose provocatively, while Baz showed off his Trousers :

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(The sheep is called Trousers, for those of you that are quite slow. Hello Mum :D)

We then went for another walk around. We soon came across an empty enclosure, with nothing but rocks and sad. However, more clever escape theories were called into being when this was observed:

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Well, we moved on, soon coming to the camels :
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and the Owls (which you can't eat).:
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We then came to an area with less exotic farm animals around. I managed to take this photo of Sarah, before she noticed the reason for me moving her to that position:

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Oh that still amuses me!

Sarah and goats
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Pigs, with shadows of men ominously stading over them.
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Animal Farm anyone?

I then came across a Look around you reference! "One might as well ask, 'What are birds?':
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We just don't know."

That question was answered when we went into the bird sanctuary 2 minutes later and emerged knowing full well what birds were, what they looked like, and wondering whether Stalin ever owned a starling... For those of you who don't know, this is a bird:

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'tis an emu I believe.

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After that we went to look at some bugs in (brace yourself) the bug exhibit/ hive/ dwelling/ breeding pit/ spawning pool/Federation Homeworld. It was rather good, a lot of insects there that you would be quite happy to run away screaming like a little girl from. It seemed that the violent nature of some of these insects had transferred to Rob and Dave, and they engaged themselves in a pitched battle to the death, mano a mano, Rob with Smith-esque shades firmly in place.

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This showing of violence was put to a stop by Trousers, who beat Rob and Dave off of the stage and stood protecting his place from unruly predators.

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It took 15 security guards and a bearded pig to get him back in Baz's pocket. Anyhoo, we walked around a bit more, until we came across some more birds! Frabjous... they were pelicans this time, the birds that inspired that classic limerick:

What a marvellous bird is the Pelican,
Its beak can hold more than it's belly can,
It can hold in its beak,
Enough food for a week,
And I'm damned if I know how the hell he can.

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By the pelicans wher some sculptures that Sarah seemed very interested in, until one of them stunned her and began eating her. It was only by the power of Trousers that she escaped with her life.

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CONTINUING....NOW!!!

Ok, after that brush with death, we sneaked into a little place where one of the zoo employees was showing off the qualities of various animals. This started with a macaw, moving onto a coati, then a lemur:

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...and then an owl. (photo upper in post). We then sneaked out of there and went to find some friends of JAJ's, the gorrillas:

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After a moment of *ahem* talking, me and Sarah caught up with the rest, who had gone to find the Komodo dragons. However, these large lizards where nowhere to be found, having decided to hide from us. It was mildly disconcerting to discover that the hole that had been dug by some escaping animal (see above) was right next to the Komodo dragon enclosure. Eek! Anyway, after that, we went to the reptile house, where i hoped it be able to find Daniel Radcliffe and punch him, but alas twas not to be. We did see a little nodding lizard, that Deutsches had a staring competition with:

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After looking at turtles, snakes and a variety of different coloured frogs, we left said reptile house and sat on a bench outside, which had a plaque on it. The strange thing was, the months on this plaque were in roman numerals... observe:

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The duds then amused themselves with their phones. Dave listened to Dr Zeius (to which greaat merriment was had):

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Rob continued to phone everyone and yell 'cock' down the phone to them. Then the decision was made to move on. On our way to the exit, our petty minds were dazzled by the emergence of the greatest thing we had ever seen; AN ORANGE LETTERBOX!!!!

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Jorange is attracted to the orange. I mean...WOW!!! Isn't that like the coolest thing ever?!!! As we left the zoo through that little rotaty gatey thing, the Duds found themselves trapped in a fiendish trap, cunningly placed by our roodboi nemeses. I, being the sole escapee, took a photo of the duds, fighting to escape their place of captivity :

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As you can see, from left to right, Dave is looking sad at having caught his lips in the bar, Dave attempts to attack his captors with much wailing and gnashing of teeth, Baz pleads for peace, while making Jon his prison 'biatch' and Rob has gone totally insane and is gibbering like a fool.

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After the zoo, we went to Hamleys, a HU-UGE toyshop in the middle of Londinium, where everything was desirable and extortionately priced. After some time looking around there, me and Sarah left the duds and made our own way to Victoria, where we had a modest dinner, before setting off to the Globe rather early. Since we arrived with a good 45 minutes to spare, we decided to walk across the Thames on the Wobbly Bridge. I got a very nice arty photo of Sarah gazing across the river at the slowly setting sun:

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deviantArt here I come!!! After about 30 minutes of *ahem* talking, we walked back to the Globe to await the rest of the party. After they didn't turn up, we sat ourside on a bench and watched the road intently. However, they snuck up to the Globe via a sideroad and as such we had missed them completely, and they had stood in the Globe waiting for us. Ah, delightful madness! So, we went in and took our place as groundlings, and i took a photo of the stage, before any officials reminded us that we couldn't: (Last photo! Honest!)

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We then stood for almost 3 hours (or more) watching Much Ado About Nothing, which , while it took a little while to get into, was brilliant! All the men were played by women, and all the women were played by women too! Shakespeare must have been spinning in his grave like a cat with toast on it's back. so, after that wholly great performance, I was taken home, were i ate some of that days leftovers, and went to sleep!

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Now, do i blog about Thursday, Friday and Saturday on a new post or carry on on this one? Hmm... new one methinks!

G'night
Drizzt Do'Urden

Playing: Baldurs Gate Dark Alliance II/ Final Fantasy X
Reading: Blogs
Listening to: 'King of Every Heart' - OneHundredHours
Watching: Kirsty's Home Videos
Annoyed with: PictureHello
Confused about: School, 2 days....HOW???
Mood: Averagely good
Song currently stuck in head: 'Pure Morning' - Placebo

"A friend in need's a friend indeed
A friend with weed is better
A friend with breasts and all the rest
A friend who's dressed in leather"

~Placebo, 'Pure Morning'

What were those guys smoking?

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Had a fun day today. I woke up at 9.30, after both my alarms failed to go off at 9. I then had a shower, punctuated every five seconds by my mother phoning every single phone in the house trying to wake me up.I then picked up and said "I'm having a shower...". She stopped after that. I then went onto MSN for about 15 minutes, before leaving to go to that hallowed hall of education within which i shall be spending a lot of time in the coming weeks. I then bought lunch, and consumed it over a viewing of that wholly excellent flash animation at www.pwned.nl. (Parental Advisory warning due to foul language, violence, n00bishness and CS related humour.)

Oops, I've just realised i've spent 2 hours looking at swords on the internet... but, they are rather swish...

So, anyway, I then went back on MSN and began this blog. I talked to some people, and listened to LOADS of music, including a song that says it's Nemo by Nightwish, but is in fact, NOT Nemo by Nightwish. Still, it is better than Nemo by Nightwish, so I shall listen to it again.

Other than that, i have done nothing. Enjoy! :D

g'night
Chard

Quarter to two...I...am...VERY...tired... That's VERY tired... so...bloody.....tired..... you know, the whole 'lack of sleep' thing... tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired....

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So, anyway. What have i been doing? Yesterday I was woken up (eventually) by my mother, who took me to buy shoes for next year. And they're rather nice. Black, laces, everything a shoe needs I feel. We then came home, and I sat rather halfheartedly tidying my room, until my bro left at 4 ish, whereupon I seized my moment to grab the PC and do some things. At about 7, I set up a video to record Measure for Measure, which was being performed live on BBC4. I had originally hoped (because there were cameras around when we where there) that I could spend half the time listening to the dialogue, and the other half looking for the hoodie-clad me. However, it turned out to be a really LIVE live performance, and not one that had gone through the butchering of the editing studio.

So, no long high angle shot of the me and Sarah and co., but since it was a good show anyway, I recorded it anyway. I was only overwriting Dr. Who and a half completed Star Wars. So I now have that to watch at my leisure.

Then I had a brief chat with some people on MSN, before signing off and phoning Sarah. Hence....the....tirednes....s....

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And that was my Saturday. My Sunday has consisted of a phone call, some sleep, and lunch. Now I am blogging! Sorry, short post I know, but I'll leave you with this thought :

How did you know this was here?

Yes, I know you can't read it, that's because it's a thought. Silly people.

G'rest of the afternoon
'chard

Playing: Worms 2
Reading: Calvin and Hobbes
Listening to: ‘Deep Silent Complete' - Nightwish
Watching: Measure for Measure
Annoyed with: My LUNGS!!!
Confused about: Shoes
Mood: Tired...or did i say that?
Song currently stuck in head: Babycakes...AGAIN!!!

Hello ye all!

As I'm sure you have read in the blogs of the other duds (unless you read this one first, simply because it is so much classier and written so well) yesterday was a jovial jaunt into London. I had previously missed earlier such trips, for a variety of reasons, but yesterday I managed it!

I woke up, (and managed to stay awake) at 8:30 and walked to the station at 9:15, meaning I had to wait almost a quarter of an hour until the got there. I then got on the furthest carriage back I could, and walked back through the train to find Jon. A few stops later Baz and Dave got on, and we travelled to Charing 'X' (Cross, as in noughts and crosses).

After about 10 minutes standing around talking the last member of our party arrived (Sarah) and we set off. We hadn't even left the station when Dave sheepishly told us that he, like the incompetent cretin he is, had forgotten the map.

Sigh. Still we had some fun walking around in circles trying to find our way to Lie-sester Skwar (American pronunciation) where we found a shop called Switzerland, which was curiously titled, since it sold a lot of London memorabilia, such as:

• T-shirts, with such classic slogans as "My (INSERT RELATION) went to London and all I got was this t-shirt"
• Toothbrushes in the shape of London guards (feet included)
• Lots of things with peoples names on them

After leaving Switzerland, we went along the road to Covent Garden, where we stood for a while watching a man perform many a feat with a Diabolo and a unicycle, the latter of which I photographed:

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As you can see, his juggling act was made even more spectacular since he only had the one arm (he didn’t really. The photo just came out like that). Then, as we walked to find some lunch, I took a short video clip of Jon dancing off merrily into the distance (no idea how to put it on here. Ask on MSN if you want it.) Then, we found a Prêt et Manger (sp?) where we purchased lunch. To my amusement, I read this on the bag:

"Please do call me...about anything to do with our shops, the food or our hardworking, wonderful people. The good, the bad, and the ugly."

So, the shops (the good) the food (the bad) and the hardworking, wonderful people (the ugly).
What a charming shop... so anyway. We ate our lunch back in Lie-sester Skwar, opposite Switzerland, and then went off to The Monument, which I was led to believe was a monument of some description. After paying £2 to get in, we then climbed the 311 steps to the top, where I, in my usual mood around the possibility of a high place and a relatively large drop, was being rather nervous and anxious. After about 5 minutes my fear had lessened somewhat, and I was able to enjoy the rather splendid view from where we were:

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Actually, that wasn't a particularly nice view. Still, that was Dave looking menacingly into the camera. Then, I took some photos of the view that didn't come out as well as I hoped, but still, I thought this would be nice to own one day:

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"Yarr, I feel pretty." (XBot).

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The best looking face on the trip (well, excluding mine of course, hem hem), with Baz slyly picking his nose in the background. 101 Baz?

Then I saw a rather bizarre sight. It appeared to be that the Gherkin building was being used in some strange assassination attempt, that or the apparent gun emplacement was used to defend our great (snigger) country from foreign invasion. Still, decide for yourself:

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The next 20 minutes on the monument were spent reading a lot of the graffiti that various peoples had left. Rather diverse in its languages too. Korean, German, Chinese, Japanese, what seemed to be the alien language from Futurama (I'm not kidding) and Sindarin (I am kidding). Some rather fascinating names as well. For instance:

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That appeared twice. Either the named visited twice or they each wrote it once. I spent some time looking avidly for any that said "John Titor was 'ere, 2023", but to no avail. We then climbed the 311 stairs down again, with Sarah managing to count them correctly. Technically, my 326 was correct, since there were 15 stairs further up that we couldn't climb. But, no, I was wrong. Here's what those stairs looked like from the top:

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If I can be that scared of heights when there's no possibility of falling, imagine how I felt taking that photo... (shudder)

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So, having returned to earth, we decided to go to Trafalgar Square, which I was rather looking forward to; it was my first time there since I was there with 14,999 other people. More photos I say!

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Sarah and Jon have obviously seen something in the air, while Dave seems to be indicating towards his genitalia. For some reason.

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Stylishly black and white, Baz, Dave and Sarah enjoy the company of a large aggressive feline. I didn't bother; I get enough at home:

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Cute, yes, but still dangerous!

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Finally for the Trafalgar Square collection, Charles I prepares to ride to take back Westminster! Go forth!

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At this point the duds decided that they should go. We all walk to Charing Cross, where we bid farewell to the Duds, and Sarah and I went to find something to do for the next two hours. After a shortish tube journey to Regents Park we sat under a tree and reminisced, looking at the photos and films of the day, and after some sorting out of balancing and the self timer on my camera, this photo is taken:

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Aww. Yes, well. We then went down to find the rest of Sarah’s family outside the Globe theatre, where I was having some rather nasty visions of a “Meet the Parents” catastrophe. However, it wasn’t so bad. The mainline problem with the evening was having to stand during a Shakespeare production (read, LONG), and my legs were in a rather large amount of pain. Still, a rather good production (‘Measure for Measure’ by the way) but it meant I didn’t get home until nearly half past 11, so I was out of the house for over 14 hours (take that Tera!).

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Today has been rather strange. I woke up at 12, having not had a lot of sleep (kept dreaming, waking up, dreaming, waking up repeat ad nauseum), and came downstairs onto MSN. I checked my email, and began this blog at 1.30pm. I finished it at nearly 5 o’clock.

A good day yesterday. Kind of makes up for the mundane day I had today…

G'4 hours and 26 minutes after I started blogging
'Chard

Playing: Worms 2
Reading: Enid Blyton
Listening to: ‘Train’ – 4 Non Blondes
Watching: The Matrix Reloaded : Burly Brawl scene (in Gadget Shop)
Annoyed with: My cough
Confused about: School
Mood: Happiness :D
Song currently stuck in head: None really. Want to put one in?

Dave's Done!

Before
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After
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The DickyBod has been attacked by daemons wielding scissors!

I finally realised what is wrong with hairdressers. You are sitting with your back to a stranger who is holding a very sharp object. At any moment they could lose all grip on life and lunge, stabbing you with the scissors, before hacking off your clothes, dragging you into the back room and rather clumsily trimming your bikini line.

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Well, what has been happening with the me? I went to Sarah's yesterday, so that was all nice and happyful, then today I had my haircut (see above) paid £1.21 for a letter from Russia and the Republics which I really don't want, went to Bromely, and blogged.

Sorry Dave, but this really was just to annoy you hehe

G'deity
'chard