Listening to : Nothing, still euphoric over the Mighty Kop grabbing an amazing win!
Daily Fat Joey Bagpuss Feeling Check: Little queasy (He moved about as I was driving wildly)
Football Results of Importance:
Liverpool FC V AC Milan - 3-3 (3-2 Pens)
Queens Vault Rangers V St Kellys Construction - 5-9
OH MY GOD I CANT HARDLY BELIEVE IT! The Reds on top of the European footballing elite, in my lifetime???? It was a dream which I believed would only become a reality when ear hair would be a relevant problem, or when finally I would begin to fall from riding the tide of technological advance, resorting to asking the next generation to set everyday appliances up for me. My fave Liverpool player, good old Vlad, got a cracking goal too - all the more sweet as he's off in the Summer back to Lens. The win has given me great joy but has also forced me to eat my words. Liverpool were the underdogs... FACT. I had shown endless amounts of pessimism about their European campaign.....FACT. I thought Liverpool were going out to Chelsea but in fact they did not.. FACT. Am I the worst fan in the world? Oh great and wonderful Shankly, willst thou forgive my lack of faith? I know many Scousers would surely not!
The Rangers suffered a blow against a worthy adversary this week. We looked terrible - no real shape, no real defence and the attack was not up to scratch. Overall, we could have played better but a good response of 5 goals ensured me that scoring may not be a problem in the future. We have proved we can score under pressure at least. Now we stand at 2 wins, 3 losses.
Tardis spotting is not a hobby of mine but when the Doctor comes local, you have to take an interest. The current Doctor Who series is currently being shown on BBC1 every Saturday and a few episodes have been filmed in my very own hood. Ive seen my church be attacked by Time-Vortex-Repairing-Dragon creatures, as well as witnessing my neighbouring street be a part of 1941 London during the Blitz. I started watching the show just to see Grangetown and Cardiff in general, but now I must admit Im enjoying the show much more than I first thought. I now must see each episode without fail! I never thought that Billie Piper would become part of my essential list... EVER!
Still not eating crap. I feel loads better overall. I think im starting to experience the benefits ever so slowly!!! I have pondered about morning runs, but can I really be arsed? Tell me, can I really be arsed???
Not much more I can say at the mo, so HOW for NOW. (remember that show? Truly awesome!)
Political and Economic Theory.... with Cows
This interesting set of definitions was discovered by Jen a while ago. It presents meanings for some hard-to-explain topics in politics and economics, by using the example of perhaps one of the greatest animals on this planet - the Cow. Might I add, young Rachel once stated that if I was ever to be an animal it would be one of these friendly creatures. Her reasoning? I shall leave the obvious to your imagination regarding the size, but also that I am quite docile and a bit sloth. Still to this day, I wonder whether that was a compliment or not. Anyway, enjoy!!!
FEUDALISM - You have 2 cows. Your lord takes some of the milk.
PURE SOCIALISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone elses cows. You have to take care of all of the cows. The government gives you as much milk as you need.
BUREAUCRATIC SOCIALISM - You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone elses cows. They are cared for by ex-chicken farmers. You have to take care of the chickens the government took from the chicken farmers. The government gives you as much milk and eggs as regulations say you should need.
FASCISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes them both, hires you to take care of them and sells you the milk.
PURE COMMUNISM - You have 2 cows. Your neighbours help you take care of them and you all share the milk.
RUSSIAN COMMUNISM - You have 2 cows. You have to take care of them but the government takes all the milk.
CAMBODIAN COMMUNISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes both and shoots you.
DICTATORSHIP - You have 2 cows. The government takes both and drafts you.
TOTALITARIANISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes them and denied they ever existed. Milk is banned.
PURE DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. Your neighbours decide who gets the milk.
REPRESENTATIVE DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. Your neighbours pick someone through vote to tell you who gets the milk.
SINGAPOREAN DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. The government fines you for illegally keeping two unlicensed farm animals in an apartment.
AMERICAN DEMOCRACY - the government promises to give you two cows if you vote for it. after the election the president is impeached for speculating in cow futures. the press dubs the affair 'Cowgate'.
BRITISH DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. You feed them sheeps brains and they go mad. the government denies any responsibility.
BUREAUCRACY - You have 2 cows. At first the government regulates what you can feed them and when you can milk them. Then it pays you not to milk them. Then it takes both, shoots one, milks the other and pours the milk down the drain. Then it requires you to fill out forms accounting for the missing cows.
CAPITALISM - You have 2 cows. you sell one and buy a bull which you use to breed the other cow as well as every other cow in the area. then you start exporting sperm from the bull to emerging markets. After several years of expansion your company floats on the stock exchange. The SIB eventually intends legal proceedings against you and your spouse for insider trading. After a lengthy court battle you are found guilty and sentenced to 10 years in prison of which you actually serve seven weeks. When you come out of prison you buy two chickens. Then....
HONG KONG CAPITALISM - You have 2 cows. you sell three of them to your publicly listed company using letters of credit opened by your brother in law at the bank then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping five cows. The milk rights of six cows are transferred via a Panamenian intermediary to a Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority share holder who sells the rights to all seven cows milk back to the listed company and proceeds from the sale are deferred. the annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. meanwhile you kill the two cows because the feng shui is bad.
ENVIRONMENTALISM - You have 2 cows. the government bans you from milking them or killing them.
FEMINISM - You have 2 cows. they get married and adopt a veal calf.
POLITICAL CORRECTNESS - You are associated with (the concept of ownership is a symbol of phallo-centric, warmongerism, intolerant past) two differently aged (but no less valuable to society) bovines of unspecified gender.
COUNTER CULTURE - wow dig it, like theres 2 cows man, grazing in the hemp field. youve got to have some of this milk!
BOTULISM - You have 2 cows. they get into spolied grain...
PURE ANARCHY - You have 2 cows. either you sell the milk at a fair price or your neighbours try to take the cows and kill you.
LIBERTARIANISM - whatever...
SURREALISM - You have 2 giraffes. the government requires you to take harmonica lessons. the sun rises in the north on alternate Tuesdays.
NEW LABOUR - You have New cows. New Cows New Britain. Our Mission New Cows. New Britain. New Cows New Britain.
FEUDALISM - You have 2 cows. Your lord takes some of the milk.
PURE SOCIALISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone elses cows. You have to take care of all of the cows. The government gives you as much milk as you need.
BUREAUCRATIC SOCIALISM - You have two cows. The government takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone elses cows. They are cared for by ex-chicken farmers. You have to take care of the chickens the government took from the chicken farmers. The government gives you as much milk and eggs as regulations say you should need.
FASCISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes them both, hires you to take care of them and sells you the milk.
PURE COMMUNISM - You have 2 cows. Your neighbours help you take care of them and you all share the milk.
RUSSIAN COMMUNISM - You have 2 cows. You have to take care of them but the government takes all the milk.
CAMBODIAN COMMUNISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes both and shoots you.
DICTATORSHIP - You have 2 cows. The government takes both and drafts you.
TOTALITARIANISM - You have 2 cows. The government takes them and denied they ever existed. Milk is banned.
PURE DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. Your neighbours decide who gets the milk.
REPRESENTATIVE DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. Your neighbours pick someone through vote to tell you who gets the milk.
SINGAPOREAN DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. The government fines you for illegally keeping two unlicensed farm animals in an apartment.
AMERICAN DEMOCRACY - the government promises to give you two cows if you vote for it. after the election the president is impeached for speculating in cow futures. the press dubs the affair 'Cowgate'.
BRITISH DEMOCRACY - You have 2 cows. You feed them sheeps brains and they go mad. the government denies any responsibility.
BUREAUCRACY - You have 2 cows. At first the government regulates what you can feed them and when you can milk them. Then it pays you not to milk them. Then it takes both, shoots one, milks the other and pours the milk down the drain. Then it requires you to fill out forms accounting for the missing cows.
CAPITALISM - You have 2 cows. you sell one and buy a bull which you use to breed the other cow as well as every other cow in the area. then you start exporting sperm from the bull to emerging markets. After several years of expansion your company floats on the stock exchange. The SIB eventually intends legal proceedings against you and your spouse for insider trading. After a lengthy court battle you are found guilty and sentenced to 10 years in prison of which you actually serve seven weeks. When you come out of prison you buy two chickens. Then....
HONG KONG CAPITALISM - You have 2 cows. you sell three of them to your publicly listed company using letters of credit opened by your brother in law at the bank then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax deduction for keeping five cows. The milk rights of six cows are transferred via a Panamenian intermediary to a Cayman Islands company secretly owned by the majority share holder who sells the rights to all seven cows milk back to the listed company and proceeds from the sale are deferred. the annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more. meanwhile you kill the two cows because the feng shui is bad.
ENVIRONMENTALISM - You have 2 cows. the government bans you from milking them or killing them.
FEMINISM - You have 2 cows. they get married and adopt a veal calf.
POLITICAL CORRECTNESS - You are associated with (the concept of ownership is a symbol of phallo-centric, warmongerism, intolerant past) two differently aged (but no less valuable to society) bovines of unspecified gender.
COUNTER CULTURE - wow dig it, like theres 2 cows man, grazing in the hemp field. youve got to have some of this milk!
BOTULISM - You have 2 cows. they get into spolied grain...
PURE ANARCHY - You have 2 cows. either you sell the milk at a fair price or your neighbours try to take the cows and kill you.
LIBERTARIANISM - whatever...
SURREALISM - You have 2 giraffes. the government requires you to take harmonica lessons. the sun rises in the north on alternate Tuesdays.
NEW LABOUR - You have New cows. New Cows New Britain. Our Mission New Cows. New Britain. New Cows New Britain.
The Spectacle at Sophia and the Miracle of the Midlands
Listening to : Weezer - Make Believe
Daily Fat Joey Bagpuss Feeling Check : Fairly Intimidated (I moved him to the place underneath of the CD player)
Recent Football Results of Importance:
Weekday/Weeknight Argos Staff V Weekend Staff - 4-9
Queens Vault Rangers V YMCA - 4-1
Im feeling good today. The revising is still there as an ever increasing worry of course, but overall I have a lot to be thankful for. Im off to the land of the Cypriots post exam and the diet Im currently on is not as hard as I thought it would be. I agree with those who say it's all about adjustment of the regime you resigned yourself to. Im starting to truly think about what Im eating, when before I gave no thought what so ever. Cheeseburgers and Steak Bakes did not fret me at all as mere snacks; now after watching Super Size Me and realising their high positions in the Weight Watchers point scheme, it shocks me how I could disrespect my body in that way. I have now apologised to my body since this education, vowing to give it the love and attention it needs - even if that means no more Maccy D's.
The football game of the century at Sophia Gardens lived up to the hype and the expected underdogs grabbed a resounding victory. Our side, the Weekenders, had looked to be slightly weakened by the loss of our red hot keeper Leighton Marsh who went over the frontier to join the Weekday/Weeknight staff. Until half time, it seemed that his defection proved to be fatal as we went down 4-2 despite some positive play. As keeper, I conceded 2 goals which made a comeback look completely out of reach. However our striker Matt Reid was in top form and was eager to add to his goal tally of his previous two. He proved to rip the defence into shreds with his fancy footwork, so we changed tactics to tighten defence and play him alone up front. This brought forth a goal frenzy, as Matt grabbed 5 more, plus one each for Tom and Stewart. I watched from the goal with little to do as the defence were superb - good thing really considering my goalkeeping talents!!! It was a great night - the drinks were flowing later on and the comedy of Leighton was all the entertainment we could ever need.
The Rangers won too - we played a new side who had no idea of the rules of the game. Their play was very lax with no man marking, which enabled us to play some awesome passing and moving into our game. We had over 40 shots Im sure! Their keeper deserved a medal however as he became a virtual brick wall as plied on the pressure. A win none-the-less, 2 on the trot!
The relegation battle has really surprised me this year and Im glad it was a nail biter for a change. Congrats to West Brom and of course our City golden boy, Robert Earnshaw, who will both look forward to another season of top flight football after a 2-0 victory over Portsmouth. To call it a miracle is an understatement - they all must have been praying at the Hawthorns on Saturday night before the game!!! To think, I tipped Norwich to win at Fulham and take that survival space.... shame on me! Those 6 goals put past them surely isn't a good way to go down fighting, like they had done so well over the last couple of weeks. Oh well, what about Wigan? Jewell has worked wonders but I think the high life ends here - they'll be back down Ninian Park before you can say J-J-B.
I use this opportunity to wish Jenny well on her exam tomorrow, knowing confidently that it will go exeedingly well. I wish a good luck to all of you out there who are also revising hard and are taking exams this year. Dont panic! Before long, it will be adios to education for another summer.
My own work needs attending to now so I depart dearest blog! Remember - just because you croak along to a remix of a movie theme classic like Beverly Hills Cop, it doesn't make you cool, funny or even clever. :D
Daily Fat Joey Bagpuss Feeling Check : Fairly Intimidated (I moved him to the place underneath of the CD player)
Recent Football Results of Importance:
Weekday/Weeknight Argos Staff V Weekend Staff - 4-9
Queens Vault Rangers V YMCA - 4-1
Im feeling good today. The revising is still there as an ever increasing worry of course, but overall I have a lot to be thankful for. Im off to the land of the Cypriots post exam and the diet Im currently on is not as hard as I thought it would be. I agree with those who say it's all about adjustment of the regime you resigned yourself to. Im starting to truly think about what Im eating, when before I gave no thought what so ever. Cheeseburgers and Steak Bakes did not fret me at all as mere snacks; now after watching Super Size Me and realising their high positions in the Weight Watchers point scheme, it shocks me how I could disrespect my body in that way. I have now apologised to my body since this education, vowing to give it the love and attention it needs - even if that means no more Maccy D's.
The football game of the century at Sophia Gardens lived up to the hype and the expected underdogs grabbed a resounding victory. Our side, the Weekenders, had looked to be slightly weakened by the loss of our red hot keeper Leighton Marsh who went over the frontier to join the Weekday/Weeknight staff. Until half time, it seemed that his defection proved to be fatal as we went down 4-2 despite some positive play. As keeper, I conceded 2 goals which made a comeback look completely out of reach. However our striker Matt Reid was in top form and was eager to add to his goal tally of his previous two. He proved to rip the defence into shreds with his fancy footwork, so we changed tactics to tighten defence and play him alone up front. This brought forth a goal frenzy, as Matt grabbed 5 more, plus one each for Tom and Stewart. I watched from the goal with little to do as the defence were superb - good thing really considering my goalkeeping talents!!! It was a great night - the drinks were flowing later on and the comedy of Leighton was all the entertainment we could ever need.
The Rangers won too - we played a new side who had no idea of the rules of the game. Their play was very lax with no man marking, which enabled us to play some awesome passing and moving into our game. We had over 40 shots Im sure! Their keeper deserved a medal however as he became a virtual brick wall as plied on the pressure. A win none-the-less, 2 on the trot!
The relegation battle has really surprised me this year and Im glad it was a nail biter for a change. Congrats to West Brom and of course our City golden boy, Robert Earnshaw, who will both look forward to another season of top flight football after a 2-0 victory over Portsmouth. To call it a miracle is an understatement - they all must have been praying at the Hawthorns on Saturday night before the game!!! To think, I tipped Norwich to win at Fulham and take that survival space.... shame on me! Those 6 goals put past them surely isn't a good way to go down fighting, like they had done so well over the last couple of weeks. Oh well, what about Wigan? Jewell has worked wonders but I think the high life ends here - they'll be back down Ninian Park before you can say J-J-B.
I use this opportunity to wish Jenny well on her exam tomorrow, knowing confidently that it will go exeedingly well. I wish a good luck to all of you out there who are also revising hard and are taking exams this year. Dont panic! Before long, it will be adios to education for another summer.
My own work needs attending to now so I depart dearest blog! Remember - just because you croak along to a remix of a movie theme classic like Beverly Hills Cop, it doesn't make you cool, funny or even clever. :D
Remember this stuff when you were a kid? Brio was the awesome wooden train track kit, which you able to play with in the ELC in St. David's Shopping Centre. Im putting a pic up as I remember an intense debate not so long ago about the name of this amazing kids toy which brought so much joy to all! Look how advanced it is now! A Sky Train! Wonders will never cease. Kids have it soooo good these days!!!
Coincidence? I think not!!!
Listening to : Queens of the Stone Age - Songs For The Deaf
(This is a regular part of my blog now, so I defy all those who question its importance!)
Daily Fat Joey Bagpuss Feeling Check : Quite jovial
(New feature to the blog, although I don't see it lasting)
So it's official. I am not actually allergic to cats or dogs, despite hysterically coughing in two cat filled scenarios. I demand a second opinion!!! Although the doctors have announced that all is well my hatred of feline kind remains, not to be confused with pussy of course :) - (Im sorry, I haven't used that gag once yet!).
Revising is soooo energy draining. You could be all singing and dancing at 9am before beginning a hard core revision session, only to finish feeling like you've ran the London Marathon three times over afterwards. I forgot how tiring it can be. The human traffic within the library doesn't help either; I am always forced to retreat into the coffee shop with Jen after finding my books, basically because the place is jampacked like a tin of sardines. Not to mention the fact that because there are so many people taking all the tables in groups, it is never quiet! Exam time in uni is never fun. Although Im sure for some of you out there, these aspects you know only too well.
My mind is geared on Sunday's big Argos football game for some release. In addition I cannot forget the showing of 'Good Will Hunting' tomorrow night at Casa del Payne, I haven't been disappointed by a Affleck-Damon joint effort yet. They have mainly starred together in some awesome Kevin Smith films like 'Dogma' and 'Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back' which were masterpieces of cinematic art. Check them out if you haven't already.
Although every bone in my body strongly resists pitying the most annoying enity on Planet Earth, I must shed a tear for Manchester United, who have been taken over by the American sporting kingpin, Malcolm Glazer. If United were ever to suffer big time, I just wished it was on the pitch for their football, not on the basis of their bank balance. Possibility of the world's richest football club going bust? Man, it could only happen in the States. Or in this case, the crazy game of football.
Im going to have to bring this brief episode to a close for now as the Chinese I have eaten tonight is bouncing around my stomach like a cat on fire. I mean not to offend you cat loving people out there but if you have paid attention to my blog, you will know why I use such a distasteful metaphor. Until next time avid readers and to the star of the show, my blog, ta ta.
(This is a regular part of my blog now, so I defy all those who question its importance!)
Daily Fat Joey Bagpuss Feeling Check : Quite jovial
(New feature to the blog, although I don't see it lasting)
So it's official. I am not actually allergic to cats or dogs, despite hysterically coughing in two cat filled scenarios. I demand a second opinion!!! Although the doctors have announced that all is well my hatred of feline kind remains, not to be confused with pussy of course :) - (Im sorry, I haven't used that gag once yet!).
Revising is soooo energy draining. You could be all singing and dancing at 9am before beginning a hard core revision session, only to finish feeling like you've ran the London Marathon three times over afterwards. I forgot how tiring it can be. The human traffic within the library doesn't help either; I am always forced to retreat into the coffee shop with Jen after finding my books, basically because the place is jampacked like a tin of sardines. Not to mention the fact that because there are so many people taking all the tables in groups, it is never quiet! Exam time in uni is never fun. Although Im sure for some of you out there, these aspects you know only too well.
My mind is geared on Sunday's big Argos football game for some release. In addition I cannot forget the showing of 'Good Will Hunting' tomorrow night at Casa del Payne, I haven't been disappointed by a Affleck-Damon joint effort yet. They have mainly starred together in some awesome Kevin Smith films like 'Dogma' and 'Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back' which were masterpieces of cinematic art. Check them out if you haven't already.
Although every bone in my body strongly resists pitying the most annoying enity on Planet Earth, I must shed a tear for Manchester United, who have been taken over by the American sporting kingpin, Malcolm Glazer. If United were ever to suffer big time, I just wished it was on the pitch for their football, not on the basis of their bank balance. Possibility of the world's richest football club going bust? Man, it could only happen in the States. Or in this case, the crazy game of football.
Im going to have to bring this brief episode to a close for now as the Chinese I have eaten tonight is bouncing around my stomach like a cat on fire. I mean not to offend you cat loving people out there but if you have paid attention to my blog, you will know why I use such a distasteful metaphor. Until next time avid readers and to the star of the show, my blog, ta ta.
You will not believe how interesting this article actually is when you get into it. Although at first its really hard to take seriously.
Sweet Victory... at whatever cost!!!!
Listening to - Jetplane Landing - Zero For Contact
Queens Vault Rangers V Welsh Wizards - 5-4
As I may have or may have not informed you, the Tuesday football team I play for has new gone under a new alias - the Queens Vault Rangers. The old name was despised by all the team, so a change was well overdue. Going into toinght's game, we have lost two out of two, 4-1 and 6-1. So its quite obvious we were desperate for a win, but the magic of the fixture list had meant we had toi fight for it against our most hated rivals - the Welsh Wizards. A young aged side with mouths as big as goldfish bowls, with a reputation to gloat heavily after very goal scored. They had also failed to win a game this season, so a win was essential to stay off the foot of the table. The first half was mixed as we went up a 2-1, only to go down 3-2 by half time. We all stared at the abyss and I particularly felt at my lowest ebb. We couldnt go down to these cocky upstarts. With man marking sorted, we regained control of the game and held on for a 5-4 win. Sloppy football, hacking and dirty tackles on both sides (I admit I got in on the act) and overall a shaky performance, but well worked for. Once more they failed to shake our hands, a trait I cannot stand in football. I sincerely hope it was their age and lack of maturity which explained this unsportsmanship. Well done lads, now lets move on for better things!!!
Im currently looking forward to the Argos football game on Sunday. The Weekenders will be taking on the Weekday staff, in a game which I hope will have a lot of supporters to watch and a hard fought contest. Not to mention two of the managers will be playing which will spice things up just a little bit!! Dont fret, I shall give an in depth analysis of the match in this very blog!
Tip for all - dont buy Syphon Filter - The Omega Strain for the PS2, its a HUGE disappointment. Those avid Gabe Logan fans who adored the previous PSX games may find it hard to control, very frutstrating and too far from the original. AVOID AT ALL COSTS!!!!
Other than that, Auf Wiedersehen Herr Blog!
Queens Vault Rangers V Welsh Wizards - 5-4
As I may have or may have not informed you, the Tuesday football team I play for has new gone under a new alias - the Queens Vault Rangers. The old name was despised by all the team, so a change was well overdue. Going into toinght's game, we have lost two out of two, 4-1 and 6-1. So its quite obvious we were desperate for a win, but the magic of the fixture list had meant we had toi fight for it against our most hated rivals - the Welsh Wizards. A young aged side with mouths as big as goldfish bowls, with a reputation to gloat heavily after very goal scored. They had also failed to win a game this season, so a win was essential to stay off the foot of the table. The first half was mixed as we went up a 2-1, only to go down 3-2 by half time. We all stared at the abyss and I particularly felt at my lowest ebb. We couldnt go down to these cocky upstarts. With man marking sorted, we regained control of the game and held on for a 5-4 win. Sloppy football, hacking and dirty tackles on both sides (I admit I got in on the act) and overall a shaky performance, but well worked for. Once more they failed to shake our hands, a trait I cannot stand in football. I sincerely hope it was their age and lack of maturity which explained this unsportsmanship. Well done lads, now lets move on for better things!!!
Im currently looking forward to the Argos football game on Sunday. The Weekenders will be taking on the Weekday staff, in a game which I hope will have a lot of supporters to watch and a hard fought contest. Not to mention two of the managers will be playing which will spice things up just a little bit!! Dont fret, I shall give an in depth analysis of the match in this very blog!
Tip for all - dont buy Syphon Filter - The Omega Strain for the PS2, its a HUGE disappointment. Those avid Gabe Logan fans who adored the previous PSX games may find it hard to control, very frutstrating and too far from the original. AVOID AT ALL COSTS!!!!
Other than that, Auf Wiedersehen Herr Blog!
The Aftermath
Listening to : Rotten Apples : The Best of - The Smashing Pumpkins
Amount of Sleep needed after Election night - A Helluva lot
Election Satisfaction - Exciting, tiring, frustrating..... pretty usual really!
3 cups of coffee were simply not suffice to fight the enemy of sleep on that Friday morning. I bowed out at 2:30, not long after the announcement of the Independent candidate Peter Law as the new MP for Blaenau Gwent. The important thing however, was the witnessing of the Cardiff South and Penarth result roughly at 1:45. Alun Michael romped home with a good 10,000 vote majority, destroying any slim hopes I ever had of a change here in Grangetown. One can dream, in a Labour stronghold. Hey, that sounds like a good song title.....
Moving on dear blog, I must congrat Jen on her promotion to the dizzy heights of jewellery management. Well done my love, I had no doubts about you getting it. A tip - dont go power mad, for I have been known to be drunk on the power many a time. May the Elizabeth Duke Dept. be enriched with your dazzling abilities.
On another note, I feel this blog has become more of a weekly event which is not acceptable. I will make sure that I will write on a more consistant basis! Im sick of writing about each day as it is a week! This injustice is one of my top priorities to address.
FAT REPORT! FAT REPORT!
Yes I havent given up yet! And damn those who assumed I had already started tucking into a Quarter Pounder with Cheese for my lunch! I am starting to feel the loss and some trousers have been dusted off and worn once more. My target for next week is attempt more exercise - my regular dosage of football is not enough to make further progress. Hello six pack? Maybe not just yet!
The new age of Thursday football began at Hunters Green, Thornhill and incorporated the true soccer element of God's green grass. Much to my disappointment however, it had lost the edge of the Sophia atmosphere. I moaned about Sophia, now I moan about Thornhill - not to antagonise, but it is a heartfelt opinion. Guys help me out here.... is this the way to go? The constant bickering of throw in calls was tedious. The blasting of the ball 5 feet away from goal meaning that the ball would go deep into the stingy nettle bushes was first funny, then hugely annoying. Am I just being picky? Am I too used to the urban surrounding of the inner city conctrete court? I was geared up for grass but it wasnt the same. Am I alone in these thoughts?
It was nice to meet up with old friends as always, Rich and Rach, Matt and Lyn, Steph and James, as well as Shelly and Gareth. We had a very enjoyable meal, discussed the potential crapness of Jen's new phone and there was talk of a boys night out on the cards soon! Result! Its always good to keep in touch with old friends and I admit I should make more of an effort sometimes.
Today I worked. Now I must retire, for the fatigue of the election night is hitting me quicker than a Vodka and Red Bull could ever do. Good night my faithful blog.
Amount of Sleep needed after Election night - A Helluva lot
Election Satisfaction - Exciting, tiring, frustrating..... pretty usual really!
3 cups of coffee were simply not suffice to fight the enemy of sleep on that Friday morning. I bowed out at 2:30, not long after the announcement of the Independent candidate Peter Law as the new MP for Blaenau Gwent. The important thing however, was the witnessing of the Cardiff South and Penarth result roughly at 1:45. Alun Michael romped home with a good 10,000 vote majority, destroying any slim hopes I ever had of a change here in Grangetown. One can dream, in a Labour stronghold. Hey, that sounds like a good song title.....
Moving on dear blog, I must congrat Jen on her promotion to the dizzy heights of jewellery management. Well done my love, I had no doubts about you getting it. A tip - dont go power mad, for I have been known to be drunk on the power many a time. May the Elizabeth Duke Dept. be enriched with your dazzling abilities.
On another note, I feel this blog has become more of a weekly event which is not acceptable. I will make sure that I will write on a more consistant basis! Im sick of writing about each day as it is a week! This injustice is one of my top priorities to address.
FAT REPORT! FAT REPORT!
Yes I havent given up yet! And damn those who assumed I had already started tucking into a Quarter Pounder with Cheese for my lunch! I am starting to feel the loss and some trousers have been dusted off and worn once more. My target for next week is attempt more exercise - my regular dosage of football is not enough to make further progress. Hello six pack? Maybe not just yet!
The new age of Thursday football began at Hunters Green, Thornhill and incorporated the true soccer element of God's green grass. Much to my disappointment however, it had lost the edge of the Sophia atmosphere. I moaned about Sophia, now I moan about Thornhill - not to antagonise, but it is a heartfelt opinion. Guys help me out here.... is this the way to go? The constant bickering of throw in calls was tedious. The blasting of the ball 5 feet away from goal meaning that the ball would go deep into the stingy nettle bushes was first funny, then hugely annoying. Am I just being picky? Am I too used to the urban surrounding of the inner city conctrete court? I was geared up for grass but it wasnt the same. Am I alone in these thoughts?
It was nice to meet up with old friends as always, Rich and Rach, Matt and Lyn, Steph and James, as well as Shelly and Gareth. We had a very enjoyable meal, discussed the potential crapness of Jen's new phone and there was talk of a boys night out on the cards soon! Result! Its always good to keep in touch with old friends and I admit I should make more of an effort sometimes.
Today I worked. Now I must retire, for the fatigue of the election night is hitting me quicker than a Vodka and Red Bull could ever do. Good night my faithful blog.
The Beginning of the End
Listening to : Hot Hot Heat - Elevator
It seems our journey is almost at an end. I admit I havent been here to guide the quest in finding the perfect political candidate for Cardiff South and Penarth, nor have I have enriched you in the climate of the political world as much I planned. Rest assured, I will aim to remedy this in these final days! I sincerely hope that you are voting on Thursday, even if it is for a lesser known party.
My life over the election period has been eventful to say the least. I have had to submit the very document which determines my academic career, wrestle with a breathing problem triggered by encountering cats of the feline variety (I twisted that phrase from Jen's dad, he had to get a mention for it) and have attempted to spread the word of May 5th to the electorate. In between, the quiz team have experienced success in consectitive weeks at the Hollybush and of course, the final game at Sophia Gardens between the teams of Chris and Dale. In all, it has been very busy and fun filled!
Today in contrast, is very different. I sit at my desk with the pamphlets of the Cardiff South and Penarth candidates in my hand. Soon I will have to make a choice of who to vote for, which I have found to be more perplexing than first assumed.
It seems our journey is almost at an end. I admit I havent been here to guide the quest in finding the perfect political candidate for Cardiff South and Penarth, nor have I have enriched you in the climate of the political world as much I planned. Rest assured, I will aim to remedy this in these final days! I sincerely hope that you are voting on Thursday, even if it is for a lesser known party.
My life over the election period has been eventful to say the least. I have had to submit the very document which determines my academic career, wrestle with a breathing problem triggered by encountering cats of the feline variety (I twisted that phrase from Jen's dad, he had to get a mention for it) and have attempted to spread the word of May 5th to the electorate. In between, the quiz team have experienced success in consectitive weeks at the Hollybush and of course, the final game at Sophia Gardens between the teams of Chris and Dale. In all, it has been very busy and fun filled!
Today in contrast, is very different. I sit at my desk with the pamphlets of the Cardiff South and Penarth candidates in my hand. Soon I will have to make a choice of who to vote for, which I have found to be more perplexing than first assumed.
I can breathe!!!
Listening to : Nothing, but I have listened to the U2 - How to Dismantle An Atomic Bomb on a loop to get me through my dissertation!
No political section for now, as for this moment I am revelling in a world without constant essay writing. Of course, this time must be savoured until exam revision kicks in so Im lapping it up large. In all im fine, my lack of blogging over the last week is to due to my dissertation, which I have just handed into my tutor. For that I apologise and of course, I hope this tasty morsel of a web blog can satisfy your curious blog reading hungers.
Im currently wrestling with my stomach to keep it quiet as I have felt the only way to go now is to diet. Speaking truthfully, Im sick of being the shape I am. Not because of the sheer size of my belly but the fact that I let myself get into a state which endangers my health really angers me. Therefore, it has to stop. So at the moment, Im trading my Mars Bars for Mango fruit salad, not to mention my chocolate roll for a not-so-fat filled chocolate mousse. My first week has been encouraging as I have managed to resist temptation on unnecessary food, as well as my Cokes have become Diet Cokes. Heres to a long and painful journey.
Eeek, the time is 3:15 and I must dash so I will write to you later dear blog, complete with all my political jazz. Bye!
No political section for now, as for this moment I am revelling in a world without constant essay writing. Of course, this time must be savoured until exam revision kicks in so Im lapping it up large. In all im fine, my lack of blogging over the last week is to due to my dissertation, which I have just handed into my tutor. For that I apologise and of course, I hope this tasty morsel of a web blog can satisfy your curious blog reading hungers.
Im currently wrestling with my stomach to keep it quiet as I have felt the only way to go now is to diet. Speaking truthfully, Im sick of being the shape I am. Not because of the sheer size of my belly but the fact that I let myself get into a state which endangers my health really angers me. Therefore, it has to stop. So at the moment, Im trading my Mars Bars for Mango fruit salad, not to mention my chocolate roll for a not-so-fat filled chocolate mousse. My first week has been encouraging as I have managed to resist temptation on unnecessary food, as well as my Cokes have become Diet Cokes. Heres to a long and painful journey.
Eeek, the time is 3:15 and I must dash so I will write to you later dear blog, complete with all my political jazz. Bye!
Blue and Red... but who will prosper?
Listening to: Hell Is For Heroes - The Neon Handshake
Well a lot can happen in a week, too much in fact. In short for those who cannot be bothered reading; the quiz team triumphed for the first time, dissertation coming ok, had a reply from the Conservative candidiate and started a brand new keep fit campaign. For all those with an attention to detail please, read on.
Political Section
Not much really happened in Grangetown, so this week the main focus has been placed on national events. Blair is sweating over the Tory stance on the NHS, Plaid Cymru announce their manifesto, completing the set of all the major parties' pledges and Charles Kennedy becomes the father of baby Donald. Thrilling stuff.
Back home, Cardiff Central is on the national stage as it will be hotly contested by Labour and the Lib Dems. Labour hold the seat but only on the slimmest of majorities, and the student vote will be important for the Lib Dems in their bid for the seat. So then you guys in CC, you know what to do! Vote Lib Dem!
Cardiff North is also another swing seat - Labour hold but the Tories have strong opposition in one of the most affluent areas of Wales. So for all those up there, dont hold back.... place that X in the Tory box on May 5th.
If you may or may not have noticed, I dont have a good word to say about Labour. If its one thing I hate more than political apathy, its voting through tradition. Im sure too many people will vote Labour next month, stating that 'they had always done that' or its a 'family tradition', not properly thinking through the issues, eventually pissing and moaning that the country's gone to pot. I dont think Labour do enough anyway for this area. Thus my campiagn to find a suitable alternative.
It may lead me to the Tories. Victoria Green was kind enough to reply to my email and explain to me why activity in Grangetown was non-existant. Much to my delight, I had a pledge for Grange given to me:
Now that was a good answer. In fact, I was quite wowed. Could my Plaid sympathies be thrown out of the window? Perhaps! Anyway in regards to the title, it refers to the Labour and Conservative dog fight for power.
Non-Political Section
However in the non-political world, it can only mean the European Cup 'Premi-final' between the Kop and Chelski. What can I say - I was shocked to see the Reds reach this stage, but as I said once before to you Herr Blog, Chelsea will knock them out because they are on another footballing level, as much as I would hate to admit it. Oh well. Only time will tell.
Dissrtation is coming on now. Still wanna freak out sometimes, but overall I am calmed and confident. Im more annoyed that I had a third for an essay I WORKED MY ASS FOR, only to find I went down the wrong path. 2:1 - a sheer miracle now? Oh dear blog, tell me true and tell me right, will I be getting a graduation delight?
After taking the day off work on Sunday to get on with my my essay, going out to the quiz in the evening was just what the doctor ordered. So we tried the Hollybush - home of a delicious carvery - and found that it was very entertaining. Good atmosphere, good quiz, plus we aced the Picture round which scored us a round of drinks. Our first win in a quiz EVER! Twas a time to celebrate! Mission accomplished for the Quiz Team.
Time is short now and the picture of Alun Michael on the Labour leaflet besides me is beginning to disturb me so...... Ciao! For now!
Well a lot can happen in a week, too much in fact. In short for those who cannot be bothered reading; the quiz team triumphed for the first time, dissertation coming ok, had a reply from the Conservative candidiate and started a brand new keep fit campaign. For all those with an attention to detail please, read on.
Political Section
Not much really happened in Grangetown, so this week the main focus has been placed on national events. Blair is sweating over the Tory stance on the NHS, Plaid Cymru announce their manifesto, completing the set of all the major parties' pledges and Charles Kennedy becomes the father of baby Donald. Thrilling stuff.
Back home, Cardiff Central is on the national stage as it will be hotly contested by Labour and the Lib Dems. Labour hold the seat but only on the slimmest of majorities, and the student vote will be important for the Lib Dems in their bid for the seat. So then you guys in CC, you know what to do! Vote Lib Dem!
Cardiff North is also another swing seat - Labour hold but the Tories have strong opposition in one of the most affluent areas of Wales. So for all those up there, dont hold back.... place that X in the Tory box on May 5th.
If you may or may not have noticed, I dont have a good word to say about Labour. If its one thing I hate more than political apathy, its voting through tradition. Im sure too many people will vote Labour next month, stating that 'they had always done that' or its a 'family tradition', not properly thinking through the issues, eventually pissing and moaning that the country's gone to pot. I dont think Labour do enough anyway for this area. Thus my campiagn to find a suitable alternative.
It may lead me to the Tories. Victoria Green was kind enough to reply to my email and explain to me why activity in Grangetown was non-existant. Much to my delight, I had a pledge for Grange given to me:
If elected, I will fight to ensure that the people of Grangetown are represented fairly and that the issues that matter to them are addressed. I want to see more police on the streets of Grangetown and other parts of the constituency to tackle the problems of rising crime, particularly violent crime, burglary and drug-related crime. With regard to drug-related crime, we are committed to providing more rehabilitation places for users of hard drugs, helping to break the link between drugs and crime.
Now that was a good answer. In fact, I was quite wowed. Could my Plaid sympathies be thrown out of the window? Perhaps! Anyway in regards to the title, it refers to the Labour and Conservative dog fight for power.
Non-Political Section
However in the non-political world, it can only mean the European Cup 'Premi-final' between the Kop and Chelski. What can I say - I was shocked to see the Reds reach this stage, but as I said once before to you Herr Blog, Chelsea will knock them out because they are on another footballing level, as much as I would hate to admit it. Oh well. Only time will tell.
Dissrtation is coming on now. Still wanna freak out sometimes, but overall I am calmed and confident. Im more annoyed that I had a third for an essay I WORKED MY ASS FOR, only to find I went down the wrong path. 2:1 - a sheer miracle now? Oh dear blog, tell me true and tell me right, will I be getting a graduation delight?
After taking the day off work on Sunday to get on with my my essay, going out to the quiz in the evening was just what the doctor ordered. So we tried the Hollybush - home of a delicious carvery - and found that it was very entertaining. Good atmosphere, good quiz, plus we aced the Picture round which scored us a round of drinks. Our first win in a quiz EVER! Twas a time to celebrate! Mission accomplished for the Quiz Team.
Time is short now and the picture of Alun Michael on the Labour leaflet besides me is beginning to disturb me so...... Ciao! For now!
First Blood
Listening to: Manic Street Preachers - This is my Truth, Tell me yours
Political Section
The election here in Grange is in full swing, with two parties getting their leaflets out to the electorate already. The Lib Dems have produced another edition of the 'Focus' leaflet, which is circulated throughout the year, 'not just at election time' as the headlining banner on the front page confidently states. The current Labour MP, Alun Michael, has also launched his campaign in a small, glossy and colourful pamphlet.
Lib Dems (Gavin Cox) have underlined:
Political Section
The election here in Grange is in full swing, with two parties getting their leaflets out to the electorate already. The Lib Dems have produced another edition of the 'Focus' leaflet, which is circulated throughout the year, 'not just at election time' as the headlining banner on the front page confidently states. The current Labour MP, Alun Michael, has also launched his campaign in a small, glossy and colourful pamphlet.
Lib Dems (Gavin Cox) have underlined:
- Labour Assembly Govt's cut of £3.4 million on public services
- Former Cardiff Council leader Russell Goodway's annual Council Tax increases of 11%
- The repairing of the pavement outside the Grangetown Farmhouse was prompt after swift action from the Lib Dem Focus Team
- Opposition to a phone mast to be placed on Penarth Road
- New playground and skate park in the Marl Park.
Overall, good for Grangetown. The Lib Dems have always made it clear to Grangetown residents that they will do something for them, as well as understanding the concerns which Grangetownians arise.
Labour (Alun Michael) have underlined:
- ASBOs in Splott - decrease in crime and vandalism
- Ploughing more money into public spending which was cut by the Tory government in the 80s and 90s
- Pledges of safety, better communities, security, jobs and prosperity.
As expected, the pamphlet does not identify Grangetown, in addition to taking a more national approach to the campaign which is not surprising considering his involvement in the cabinet of the current Labour government. Michael has held this seat since 1987, a real indicator of the traditional Labour stronghold Cardiff South and Penarth really is. In the last election of 2001 Labour's 56% of the vote in comparison to the strongest opposition party, the Conservatives who got 21%, is key evidence to show that attitudes are not changing.
Non Political Section
A good weekend in all, funfilled with randomness, pubage (as in to go to a pub) and goats. On Saturday we celebrated the birthday of good old Mr Broome in the Pen and Wig pub - which I have now come to like very much so! Many topics were discussed, however the main body of conversation swiftly moved to the most important debate of whether a nearby girl was with or without a bra. Nice. Jenny was dead on and Chuck well, its clear that you have to educate yourself in the ways of women's attire! :D
The usual quiz night was blighted by a lack of tables, so the gang decided to move into Whitchurch and check out the Hollybush. Nice, quiet and the promise of a good quiz. So next week its carvery and a quiz! Excellent combination. Fashion accessory of the night goes to Chris for his dashing Sainsbury's fleece. Plus he has my sympathy for the recent biking accident which he sadly experienced. Thursday Football wont be the same without you on the pitch me old son. :(
After pubbing it large our tummies groaned so a trip to Maccy D's was in order. It involved some pedestrianised drive thru action because the main lobby was closed, followed by syncronised parking in the Asda Coryton car park (a famous venue for cruising). We munched, we chatted, then we were moved on by the boys in blue.
Now I continue to write my dissertation, I lapse back into a state of frenzy and worry. Oh well. 2 weeks left. Ta ta.
This is 'Fat Joey Bagpuss', the air freshener which lives in Jenny's car. Might I just say he is the perfect specimen of all bagpi and there is the firm belief that he possesses magical powers.
The long and winding road begins......
Listening to: The Hives - Tyrannosaurus Hives
Unless you have been living under a large rock over the last two days, you will have heard that another polling day upon us. That means if you hate politics and election coverage, the BBC website will certainly be a no-go area for you (just bypass to the sport section, you should be fine then). This year I have renewed faith for the Party of Wales, Plaid Cymru, especially as the three main parties have shown little promise. In posts leading up to the election I hope to give insight into the election happenings here in my constituency, Cardiff South and Penarth. Typically Labour heartland, I feel that the seeds of change are planted here in Grangetown. I mean for a start, people have to actually vote at all! Voter apathy here in Grange is so high with some insisting their vote is wasted.....
'No matter what I do, that Blair twat will still get us into another war or something'
'All those politicans are as bad as each other'
'I dont do politics...'
ENOUGH! Ok maybe I stole the last quote from the ad but they all mean the same thing! YOU GOTTA VOTE! OTHERWISE YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BITCH AND MOAN!
With these points addressed, my work here for one night is done. Until next time, ta ta.
Unless you have been living under a large rock over the last two days, you will have heard that another polling day upon us. That means if you hate politics and election coverage, the BBC website will certainly be a no-go area for you (just bypass to the sport section, you should be fine then). This year I have renewed faith for the Party of Wales, Plaid Cymru, especially as the three main parties have shown little promise. In posts leading up to the election I hope to give insight into the election happenings here in my constituency, Cardiff South and Penarth. Typically Labour heartland, I feel that the seeds of change are planted here in Grangetown. I mean for a start, people have to actually vote at all! Voter apathy here in Grange is so high with some insisting their vote is wasted.....
'No matter what I do, that Blair twat will still get us into another war or something'
'All those politicans are as bad as each other'
'I dont do politics...'
ENOUGH! Ok maybe I stole the last quote from the ad but they all mean the same thing! YOU GOTTA VOTE! OTHERWISE YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BITCH AND MOAN!
With these points addressed, my work here for one night is done. Until next time, ta ta.
IFJOEDOESNTWRITEADISSERTATIONONTHISDAYHISWORLDWILLFALLAPART
Listening to : Manic Street Preachers - The Holy Bible
I think I'm going crazy. I can't write this bloody thing at all. Even three-lettered words seem to be free-falling from my vocabulary. I fear for the worst. It seems that summer is getting further and further away and I will be writing this thing forever. Therefore the evil sound from 'The Holy Bible' is currently soothing. I must ask you all to pray for me at this time, in this dreaded writer's block hell.
On a less depressing note, but not far from it, is the fact that I am allergic to kitty cats. 21 years and not a clue that close contact with them will send my breathing into a frenzy, not to mention making me sound like a ex-convict. If I had a list of arch-enemies, Im sure this feline foe would be added making close second behind those evil ringtone adverts (see previous post for more discontentment I have encountered, especially on this subject).
I guess I can't be too disheartened and down in the dumps, as I wouldn't like to be Mr Bowyer at the moment. I'd be right pissed off too if I had to miss out on 200 grand all because I had a go at someone who wouldn't pass the ball to me. Plus with the whole of Newcastle out for his blood, I think I personally have things pretty easy.
So merely a mini-post my blog, but much more to come - my dissertation is due in 3 weeks. That means 3 more weeks of moaning!!! Take care!!!
I think I'm going crazy. I can't write this bloody thing at all. Even three-lettered words seem to be free-falling from my vocabulary. I fear for the worst. It seems that summer is getting further and further away and I will be writing this thing forever. Therefore the evil sound from 'The Holy Bible' is currently soothing. I must ask you all to pray for me at this time, in this dreaded writer's block hell.
On a less depressing note, but not far from it, is the fact that I am allergic to kitty cats. 21 years and not a clue that close contact with them will send my breathing into a frenzy, not to mention making me sound like a ex-convict. If I had a list of arch-enemies, Im sure this feline foe would be added making close second behind those evil ringtone adverts (see previous post for more discontentment I have encountered, especially on this subject).
I guess I can't be too disheartened and down in the dumps, as I wouldn't like to be Mr Bowyer at the moment. I'd be right pissed off too if I had to miss out on 200 grand all because I had a go at someone who wouldn't pass the ball to me. Plus with the whole of Newcastle out for his blood, I think I personally have things pretty easy.
So merely a mini-post my blog, but much more to come - my dissertation is due in 3 weeks. That means 3 more weeks of moaning!!! Take care!!!
They still sell Power Ranger party cups?
Listening to : Billy Talent - Billy Talent
Ok ok ok first thing to rant about tonight..... If I have to hear that bloody frog or that annoying wannabe-popstar chick one more time during a commerical break I think Im going to scream! Now they want to destroy one of the most bodacious songs of all time.. by remixing Sir Mix-a-lot's 'I Love Big Butts'. TRAVESTY! The music channels are beyond rescue, even Channel 4 seem to have 50% of their commerical breaks dedicated to the Jamster Club and all those poor rip offs of the Little Britain character greats. Its sooooooooooooooo annoying! So I, a 21-year-old white male (part of a group most often ignored) am now taking a stand. I suggest two things; 1) to rid the world of ringtone adverts which are soo repetitve and overplayed that you can be just about anywhere and still have the 'Sweety the Chick' tune in your head and 2), restore some quality commericals on our TVs! Come back 'You've been tangoed' adverts, all is forgiven!!!!
This week has been quite boring especially as I've been working on my dissertation, plus the Errorists (my Tuesday footie team) lost their 3rd game in a row. Now we've dropped to 7th, when we were once 3rd and things have gone from bad to worse. What really saved my Tuesday was the film I watched after the game; the newly British made animation film Valiant. It gave me quite a laugh and Ricky Gervais was perhaps top pigeon.
Wednesday I met up with my old gang; Spencer, Nathan, Baz and a Gaji was thrown into the mix also. We ended up roadtrippin' across South Wales with a bottle of JD, maltloaf and a set of Power Ranger party cups. Yes yes, random would definitely not cut it. It was a good night - tiring, but in all I enjoyed talking of times past. Shout out to Spence - thanks again for the membership card!!
Thursday my lovely Bear and I ventured for IKEA breccie and dreamed of owning an apartment fully furnished in Sweden's finest tables and cabinets. Then after grabbing Jen's car from the garage (for the reason it will be on her site soon enough Im sure) we went uni-bound and then home. Footie was a close encounter once more, but the new 'score cards' stole the night's limelight. A controversial idea, but very good in solving disputes when used properly. I wont record the score here as Dale will explain that it is once again over debate......
Anyway my blog of blogs, my time is wearing thin. Until next time, DON'T be tempted by those Jamster adverts. They are the source of all evil. I assure you.
Ok ok ok first thing to rant about tonight..... If I have to hear that bloody frog or that annoying wannabe-popstar chick one more time during a commerical break I think Im going to scream! Now they want to destroy one of the most bodacious songs of all time.. by remixing Sir Mix-a-lot's 'I Love Big Butts'. TRAVESTY! The music channels are beyond rescue, even Channel 4 seem to have 50% of their commerical breaks dedicated to the Jamster Club and all those poor rip offs of the Little Britain character greats. Its sooooooooooooooo annoying! So I, a 21-year-old white male (part of a group most often ignored) am now taking a stand. I suggest two things; 1) to rid the world of ringtone adverts which are soo repetitve and overplayed that you can be just about anywhere and still have the 'Sweety the Chick' tune in your head and 2), restore some quality commericals on our TVs! Come back 'You've been tangoed' adverts, all is forgiven!!!!
This week has been quite boring especially as I've been working on my dissertation, plus the Errorists (my Tuesday footie team) lost their 3rd game in a row. Now we've dropped to 7th, when we were once 3rd and things have gone from bad to worse. What really saved my Tuesday was the film I watched after the game; the newly British made animation film Valiant. It gave me quite a laugh and Ricky Gervais was perhaps top pigeon.
Wednesday I met up with my old gang; Spencer, Nathan, Baz and a Gaji was thrown into the mix also. We ended up roadtrippin' across South Wales with a bottle of JD, maltloaf and a set of Power Ranger party cups. Yes yes, random would definitely not cut it. It was a good night - tiring, but in all I enjoyed talking of times past. Shout out to Spence - thanks again for the membership card!!
Thursday my lovely Bear and I ventured for IKEA breccie and dreamed of owning an apartment fully furnished in Sweden's finest tables and cabinets. Then after grabbing Jen's car from the garage (for the reason it will be on her site soon enough Im sure) we went uni-bound and then home. Footie was a close encounter once more, but the new 'score cards' stole the night's limelight. A controversial idea, but very good in solving disputes when used properly. I wont record the score here as Dale will explain that it is once again over debate......
Anyway my blog of blogs, my time is wearing thin. Until next time, DON'T be tempted by those Jamster adverts. They are the source of all evil. I assure you.
'Darth Tater' and the Bank Holiday Weekend
Listening to: Bloc Party - Bloc Party
What a weekend! Fully packed, no time for blogging that's for sure! Im still chuckling over the discovery of Mr Potato Heads new alias, as the dreaded 'Darth Tater'. That helped me to get through the days of non-stop lawnmower and hose pipe picking!
Good Friday was a good day for me, as I succeeded in eating NO meat whatsoever. Usually a challenge I succumb to about 12 o'clock each Good Friday! I don't know whether this tradition is too familiar with a lot of people but believe me, I do not follow it because of any religious reasoning. Its just a family tradition which I try my hardest to keep to, plus its a challenge as Im a most proud carnivorous beast. I worked hard and went home with Jen to watch 'Intolerable Cruelty', which was surprisingly good in a cheesy kinda way. Later I paid a visit to my good friend Nathan, who showed me his new gadgets and games. I was wowed, then I retired.
Saturday = work. Then Jen and I met up with the gang at Clare's house where a BBQ was in full flow. After learning about the Welsh result, I needed a good night to wipe away the tears... bring out the D&B! We had a very good night, despite being nearly burnt alive by a raging fire started by Owain. Although we can't complain.... it kept us warm out in the garden!
Easter Sunday was somewhat surreal without the routine of work, so as I tried to adjust to Daylight Savings Time, I gave Syphon Filter : The Omega Strain a go. Disappointing. After a hearty meal the Bear and I (you should know who the Bear is by now) met with Greg and Sarah down the Bay for some Easter Quiz trail action. It was good to see the good ole' Bay again; it seems you can't blink as you will miss what they are building next! Be it an apartment block or the Assembly building (my future workplace?)! We answered the quiz (which was meant for 5 year olds) in style, had eaten awesome ice-cream and touched buttons in the Millennium Centre. Fun Fun!
The regular Sunday quiz was a real mindf**k this week, which was completely unexpected. We had to pit our wits in a 'Dingbats' round and a '5 or under' round and although we gave it our all, we failed to make a big impression on our first mighty gathering in The Three Horseshoes. Alas, theres always next week.
Monday (today) sucked as it meant more work, but on a plus I have eggs to eat, Bloc Party to listen to (who are awesome) and Im seeing some friends tonight. So on this high note, I must depart and wish you well, you most gentlemanly of blogs.
What a weekend! Fully packed, no time for blogging that's for sure! Im still chuckling over the discovery of Mr Potato Heads new alias, as the dreaded 'Darth Tater'. That helped me to get through the days of non-stop lawnmower and hose pipe picking!
Good Friday was a good day for me, as I succeeded in eating NO meat whatsoever. Usually a challenge I succumb to about 12 o'clock each Good Friday! I don't know whether this tradition is too familiar with a lot of people but believe me, I do not follow it because of any religious reasoning. Its just a family tradition which I try my hardest to keep to, plus its a challenge as Im a most proud carnivorous beast. I worked hard and went home with Jen to watch 'Intolerable Cruelty', which was surprisingly good in a cheesy kinda way. Later I paid a visit to my good friend Nathan, who showed me his new gadgets and games. I was wowed, then I retired.
Saturday = work. Then Jen and I met up with the gang at Clare's house where a BBQ was in full flow. After learning about the Welsh result, I needed a good night to wipe away the tears... bring out the D&B! We had a very good night, despite being nearly burnt alive by a raging fire started by Owain. Although we can't complain.... it kept us warm out in the garden!
Easter Sunday was somewhat surreal without the routine of work, so as I tried to adjust to Daylight Savings Time, I gave Syphon Filter : The Omega Strain a go. Disappointing. After a hearty meal the Bear and I (you should know who the Bear is by now) met with Greg and Sarah down the Bay for some Easter Quiz trail action. It was good to see the good ole' Bay again; it seems you can't blink as you will miss what they are building next! Be it an apartment block or the Assembly building (my future workplace?)! We answered the quiz (which was meant for 5 year olds) in style, had eaten awesome ice-cream and touched buttons in the Millennium Centre. Fun Fun!
The regular Sunday quiz was a real mindf**k this week, which was completely unexpected. We had to pit our wits in a 'Dingbats' round and a '5 or under' round and although we gave it our all, we failed to make a big impression on our first mighty gathering in The Three Horseshoes. Alas, theres always next week.
Monday (today) sucked as it meant more work, but on a plus I have eggs to eat, Bloc Party to listen to (who are awesome) and Im seeing some friends tonight. So on this high note, I must depart and wish you well, you most gentlemanly of blogs.
MA Gothic Studies anyone?
Listening to: Kasabian - Kasabian
Thats right, cough up £3,000 and you can sign up to a fully intensive course of Gothic Studies! I have recently been looking at postgraduate courses up and around South Wales to see what will tickle my fancy, and that beauty came from Glamorgan! I have now concluded through sheer laziness anyway that Cardiff is the only way to go - do you seriously think i can be arsed going to Ponty every day? I know some of you guys did before but it ain't for me!
The course that my eye is on (providing its still going ahead) is MSc Welsh Politics and Government, which im applying for basically because im not ready for the real world yet - Im sure it will kick me right up the arse at this moment in time! So another year in uni wouldn't go a miss I suppose.
Today has mainly consisted of walking through town with Jen, although now I must knuckle down to some hardcore working. The cheese and beans jacket potato for lunch has filled me with determination, a quality I wish my body could produce itself! I now look forward to football, as the game tonight could go either way. Good luck to both teams anyway!
I now must continue to read about 'Wales - The Pygmy Nation'. Its a barrel of laughs I tell 'ya! Anyways Senor Blog, adios amigo.
Thats right, cough up £3,000 and you can sign up to a fully intensive course of Gothic Studies! I have recently been looking at postgraduate courses up and around South Wales to see what will tickle my fancy, and that beauty came from Glamorgan! I have now concluded through sheer laziness anyway that Cardiff is the only way to go - do you seriously think i can be arsed going to Ponty every day? I know some of you guys did before but it ain't for me!
The course that my eye is on (providing its still going ahead) is MSc Welsh Politics and Government, which im applying for basically because im not ready for the real world yet - Im sure it will kick me right up the arse at this moment in time! So another year in uni wouldn't go a miss I suppose.
Today has mainly consisted of walking through town with Jen, although now I must knuckle down to some hardcore working. The cheese and beans jacket potato for lunch has filled me with determination, a quality I wish my body could produce itself! I now look forward to football, as the game tonight could go either way. Good luck to both teams anyway!
I now must continue to read about 'Wales - The Pygmy Nation'. Its a barrel of laughs I tell 'ya! Anyways Senor Blog, adios amigo.
