This is one pussy you don't wanna fuck wit'!
August 30, 2006
August 27, 2006
Happy Anniversary to the Anglo-Zanzibar War!!!
Yes indeed! Today, the 27th August 2006 marks the 110th anniversary of the Anglo-Zanzibar War! What a wonderful thing it was, 45 minutes of nonstop shelling, blowing apart the better part of the harbour and slaughtering hundreds just to get at a Sultan they didn't like! Well, he was liked by the Germans I guess...
Rule Brittania!
Rule Brittania!
August 18, 2006
a thought before bed
Why is it that:
11pm = Late Night
12am = Mid Night
1am = Early Morning
If they're trying to sell 0000 as the middle of the night, why is the time before it later than it? Shouldn't it be:
11pm = Early Night
12am = Midnight
1am = Late Night
Any thoughts? Send your name and your address on your telephone number to the usual place. The comment box.
'chard
11pm = Late Night
12am = Mid Night
1am = Early Morning
If they're trying to sell 0000 as the middle of the night, why is the time before it later than it? Shouldn't it be:
11pm = Early Night
12am = Midnight
1am = Late Night
Any thoughts? Send your name and your address on your telephone number to the usual place. The comment box.
'chard
August 17, 2006
Results and general moaning
To gloss over the last month:
Poole -Awesome
Somerset - 1st week Awesome. 2nd week, acceptable.
Olli D's party - Fantastic. Bouncy castles still fun, and 2 pints still hilarious
Well thats that out the way.And now, for your amusement, my final A level grades:
English Literature: B (TAKE THAT JONES!)
Film Studies: B
Drama: C
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I am currently sitting hereDrinking my way through the remaining bottles of Grolsch, so forgive my impetuousness as I say im slightly unhappy. Not hysterically so, but I ain't producing any corporeal Patronuses
IT runs something like this. Since everyone applied to Uni (and I didnt) I've known full well that eventually they would be going. Problem is, it didnt seem that long until it happened. It was months of "It's not until after the exams, it's not until after the exams". THen the exams came and went, and it became "It's not until after holiday". Then finally it was "We need our results first, results first, then Uni". Well, here is results day. I've spent the day talking with everyone about how well they did/ didnt do and whether they got in, when they're going etc. And its about a month to go, give or take until almost all the people I've spent the best and worst 2 years of my life go off to pastures new and leave me behind. And yeh, i know what reaction will be to that; "it's ok, we're only away half the year" or "We'll visit/you can visit" etc etc but truth is guys it dont work like that. I have enough older friends at uni to know that when they go the first thing thats done is new relationships are formed, and the old ones are forgotten. It's a question of proximity. Dan, you're a 10 minute walk away. York is 5 hours away. Helen, you;'re a 3 minute drive or 40 sih minute train journey. Cambridge is 2hourrs. there is no way we're gonna see each other as much as now. There is no way we're gonna be in as much contact. Life doensnt work like that. This is where we get ripped apart and left behind. It's how it works. And it's starting to piss me off. Urgh I dunno, thats life really isnt it...
Snakes on a plane tomorrow, should be good.
Playing: Emotional Games
Reading: Harry Potter
Listening to: 'Cold that you feel' - Verra Cruz
Annoyed with: Life
Mood: Drunkish
Song currently stuck in head: Nothing
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'I never told you what i Do for a living' - My Chemical Romance
Poole -Awesome
Somerset - 1st week Awesome. 2nd week, acceptable.
Olli D's party - Fantastic. Bouncy castles still fun, and 2 pints still hilarious
Well thats that out the way.And now, for your amusement, my final A level grades:
English Literature: B (TAKE THAT JONES!)
Film Studies: B
Drama: C
-
I am currently sitting hereDrinking my way through the remaining bottles of Grolsch, so forgive my impetuousness as I say im slightly unhappy. Not hysterically so, but I ain't producing any corporeal Patronuses
IT runs something like this. Since everyone applied to Uni (and I didnt) I've known full well that eventually they would be going. Problem is, it didnt seem that long until it happened. It was months of "It's not until after the exams, it's not until after the exams". THen the exams came and went, and it became "It's not until after holiday". Then finally it was "We need our results first, results first, then Uni". Well, here is results day. I've spent the day talking with everyone about how well they did/ didnt do and whether they got in, when they're going etc. And its about a month to go, give or take until almost all the people I've spent the best and worst 2 years of my life go off to pastures new and leave me behind. And yeh, i know what reaction will be to that; "it's ok, we're only away half the year" or "We'll visit/you can visit" etc etc but truth is guys it dont work like that. I have enough older friends at uni to know that when they go the first thing thats done is new relationships are formed, and the old ones are forgotten. It's a question of proximity. Dan, you're a 10 minute walk away. York is 5 hours away. Helen, you;'re a 3 minute drive or 40 sih minute train journey. Cambridge is 2hourrs. there is no way we're gonna see each other as much as now. There is no way we're gonna be in as much contact. Life doensnt work like that. This is where we get ripped apart and left behind. It's how it works. And it's starting to piss me off. Urgh I dunno, thats life really isnt it...
Snakes on a plane tomorrow, should be good.
Playing: Emotional Games
Reading: Harry Potter
Listening to: 'Cold that you feel' - Verra Cruz
Annoyed with: Life
Mood: Drunkish
Song currently stuck in head: Nothing
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'I never told you what i Do for a living' - My Chemical Romance
August 07, 2006
While i'm here
This wont be substantial, but it's made me giggle over the days:
"I'm sorry, I had no idea my wife was so busy."
"Fear not kind sir, it matters not one whit."
"I'm sorry?"
"It matters not one whit, time is not pressing on me fortunately. Now, some information please; this afternoon I have to visit the town for sundry purposes which wil be of no interest to you,I'm quite sure but never the less I shall rewuire your aid in getting for me some sort of transport, some hired vehicle that is to get me to my first port of call."
"Are you alright?"
"Oh yes! Yes I find the air here most invigorating"
"Well I'm I to deduce from your first announcement that you want a taxi?"
"In a nutshell"
"Case more like it..."
-
"Now this afternoon on BBC2 there is a documentary on Squawking Bird, the leader of the Blackfoot Indians in the late 1860's. Now this beigns at 7 o'clock and goes on for approximately three quarters of an hour"
"I'm sorry are you talking to me?"
"Yes indeed I am, now would it be possible for me to reserve the BBC2 Channel for the duration of this televisual feast?"
"Why don't you talk properly?"
"What?"
"No it isn't"
"What?!"
"It is not possible to reserve the BBC2 channel for the duration of this televisual feast until the moment of the termination of it's ending, thank you so much..."
Ah giggles...
"I'm sorry, I had no idea my wife was so busy."
"Fear not kind sir, it matters not one whit."
"I'm sorry?"
"It matters not one whit, time is not pressing on me fortunately. Now, some information please; this afternoon I have to visit the town for sundry purposes which wil be of no interest to you,I'm quite sure but never the less I shall rewuire your aid in getting for me some sort of transport, some hired vehicle that is to get me to my first port of call."
"Are you alright?"
"Oh yes! Yes I find the air here most invigorating"
"Well I'm I to deduce from your first announcement that you want a taxi?"
"In a nutshell"
"Case more like it..."
-
"Now this afternoon on BBC2 there is a documentary on Squawking Bird, the leader of the Blackfoot Indians in the late 1860's. Now this beigns at 7 o'clock and goes on for approximately three quarters of an hour"
"I'm sorry are you talking to me?"
"Yes indeed I am, now would it be possible for me to reserve the BBC2 Channel for the duration of this televisual feast?"
"Why don't you talk properly?"
"What?"
"No it isn't"
"What?!"
"It is not possible to reserve the BBC2 channel for the duration of this televisual feast until the moment of the termination of it's ending, thank you so much..."
Ah giggles...
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