it's a kinda a blog. Only not very bloggyish

it's like this...

...only older.

this is off my old site, oTV which doesn't really exist so much any more. only it kinda does. but it doesn't. are ya with me? anyway.

Is it a turd, is it lame?

yeah probably.

but it don't matter. that's why you're here. because you read this kind of stuff. why? nobody knows. but tis alright.

thurs 01 jul 2004

it's been a while

i was sat on the toilet yesterday afternoon at work, having a nice relaxing poo.
and all i could think of in my head was charlie saying "you make me wanna puke!"
so i sat. and i giggled. and i pooed. and it was fun.
note to self: do again sometime soon.

sunday bloody sunday

soooooooooo long and boring

another sunday. the thing i hate most about sundays is that they come just before mondays, and mondays are by far the worst day of the week. that would probably lead me to believe that sundays would in this case be the second worst day.

it's the most completely ambivalent day that could ever exist. yeah, so i'm off work. so what? all day i'm going to be doing nothing except what i feel like doing. but then i know i've got to get up early in the morning to get to work.

f*ken thate getting up for work. i hate having to work by someone else's rules just so i can afford to spend what little other time i have in the presence of people/things i wish to be in the presence of. so i pay five days to get two back.

which is an improvement on my last job. but still would things not work better if i could have 3.5 days a week to myself and have 3.5 for working. then i'd be in better state to work cos usually by friday i have begun to lose the will to live.

so by not making me work friday at all, and letting me piss off at lunch on thursday means that i can avoid the downer on fridays.

although thinking about it, that would just mean i'd have my friday on a thursday morning, having to get up for work, and knowing you only have to get up early because you need to do 4 hours work.

f*k that. i'd much rather sleep through that, and wake to the afternoon. which of course would be all mine. to myself. for me. bliss. oh well, i can dream can't i? yup. shneh.

stuff to rant about when i get chance

because i have amnesiac poissant-itis.

here is the list of stuff that makes me want to rant. and i will. but not yet. when i have the time.

religion - always a good thing to rant about. especially when you don't believe in it.
money
food
living on your own
friends
family
university
work
music
microsoft - ok i might avoid that, cos i only have the same gripe as every other poor sod :0)
drugs
drink
council pop
cars and wankers that drive them
there'll be more....