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Morning. Windy innit.
Did nuthin last night. Doing nuthin tonight.
Nearly the weekend.
How are you? Really.
Went to see lanterns on the lake last night, I find them a bit...anemic? on record, and it took them a while to get it into it, but when they did they were very good indeed. Skyrim tonight -fad my arse. Not a request.
I'm alright, ta.
Had a rather jolly night at the lane, great game and atmosphere as per.
Tonight is gym and Rayman Origins, which turned up yesterday for a cool £17.99. The demo is great so I expect more of the same.
Played a bit of Skyrim last night til late, just starting to become godlike. No managers at work today as theyre all doing some conference. Literally, all of them. Gonna be great.
It is windy isnt it?!
I literally have no idea how Ive lasted three years
I've been better. Barely slept last night, kept having the worst nightmares.
Probably gonna skip the pub quiz tonight in favour of Skyrim and an early night. Who needs a social life when your dragonborn
thought it was good, but not as world-shatteringly awesome as some of the press hyperbole suggests. Also the dog is no better actor than any other animal in a big film. He's certainly no Air Bud.
Got stuff to do at work today for a change which is good.
bit of Skyrim last night, then i watched this appalling documentary/vanity project about 'sex addiction' on bbc3 starring an old acquaintance/nemesis from my University radio station days - Jeff Leach.
He is still an all encompassing pillock
then I turned off
work is going to drag like nothing else seeing as I'm counting down the hours until tomorrow night. Might just sit on tvtropes all dsy
between three of us we had four burgers, two 4 person salads, and onion rings. ooomed. thanks vouchers. totally worth it. then we watched the father ted christmas special.
today; writing some articles for a new site, eating my seedless batch sandwiches, listening to more Com Truise, and finally unpacking from my holiday, probably.
Gonna be hella awesome.
he moved in yesterday. my arms hurt from moving all his shit
The Occupy camp I go past on the way to work is now down to 2 tents. It's a bit sad really. I have nothing to do at work today other than perfecting my looking busy skills and trying to work out what to do with my recently cut hair (it looks OK, but there's an errant bit of fringe that I don't really know where to put).
I am having kindof a bad week otherwise
I have salad for lunch.
I am still unwell.
I want to go home.
Meat Liquor later though.
It smelt really strongly of meat.
I like to smell meat and taste meat and I'm going to stop talking now.
dunno if i could be bothered to queue for it tho. i went in the middle of the day when it wasnt as busy.
Or we will just go somewhere else.
going in and then others arriving later to meet them in there
Please don't start a fight.
just accept it.
You're such a lovely fellow. I sort of hope you do now.
just a bit hap hazard.
Will we get in trubs? I see that there is a note on their website saying you wait at the end of the queue and don't go in to meet anyone.....which is fair BUT there are like 10 of us.
5 of you already in there, sitting at a table, whilst the other 5 queue up for an hour outside.
football last night. We got spanked 7-2. Fucking livid at some of our players. Only a friendly but need to, you know, not play like that again ever.
Also ran 4km. Doing another 10km tonight. My legs r sore.
and now he is retiring.
he did give me his mobile number so i can see him if i want to - i dont trust anyone else. always knew this day would come though, he's about 40 years older than me.
I am okay. Really worried aboutmy best buddy at the moment. Hopefully I will see her this weekend and try to cheer her a bit.
The stuff I'm selling on eBay at the moment is currently going for far, far more than it's worth, so I'm pretty happy about that.
Cos I had Monday off. Nice.
Off to the opening night of a thing about High Streets tonight.
It was trending on twitter someone said
its quite a small place. but we do have a gun shop.
or is this not you they're describing?
didnt see him. although crescent road isnt far from my mums. and my babysitter used to live on that road. maybe it was her brother, he was fucking mental.
Aren't you like 30+? Bit weird.
I still feel rubbish, it's getting worse everyday. Still, lots of fun last night - went to see Stuart Lee, which was pretty pretty good.
Meat tonight. Horrah.
(sorry. no need.)
There's a recession.
which resulted in her shoving him over and covering him in hot coffee. Ouch.
Also, I have a DiSer at work today, who isn't me.
Lovely to see you. *waves*
Feel so groggy. Need a coffee I think.
Meeting my ex later for a chat, bit nervous, trying to write down my thoughts first. If that goes badly, I have a backup plan which is going and getting drunk and dancing to ATDI and Refused.
And yet here I am, posting on DiS instead of working through past papers in the vague hope of scraping a 50% mark so I don't lose my job.
On the bright side, this time next week I'll be in Glasgow and probably hungover.
whilst talking to me in the kitchen...I got the job of mopping it up. Need a fag.
I was retching that much, yuk!
"Whoever drops it, mops it". Cant believe tradiitons are so casually ignored now
the quality was very variable, but it was interesting and I'd probably go again.
Just reading today.
Sounds fucking horrible
in a competition, then the audience vote on the winner. The poems are mostly from memory and sometimes there's even rap/freestyle stuff. It was quite worthwhile really.
or it can be poor; it depends on the day I think. Half of it is a normal reading and half is quite weird; it certainly calls for a different type of writing to normal (all focused on the performative function etc).
I think I might go and get a blowdry at lunchtime.
Book a holiday.
Then announce a takeover.
Then do my epxenses.
Then go out and celebrate.
his response: 'nothing that can't be remedied with a wank and a pot of tea'.
best response of the year, thus far.
My hair also seems to be looking weirder with every passing hour. The errant bit of fringe has now flicked up, meaning half of my head looks normal and the other half looks it was on Byker Grove in the 90s.
Might be forced to go back to the barber and get a grade 2 or something. Trying to rearrange it into some sort of reasonable shape after it getting blown all over the place when I was out is the hardest thing I've had to do this year.
I'm going to go to EAT for a pie. I want to stretch my stomach at lunchtime so I have loads of room for dinner.
I love you
Going down booootifully :D
<3 right back <3
Thank God I have a RESISTANT MATERIALS room at school.
It IS useful after all.
and I'm not even hungover. Must be the shock of earlier events setting in.
One of the partners at my old firm gave birth in the boardroom. Her waters had broken earlier on in the day but she was close to nailing a really important deal and didn't tell anybody. she's certifiable. She has two nannies and was back at work 2 weeks after the birth. KUR-ISTE!