WOAH! Ive just been watching a documentary by Aaron Russo. Aparantly in the United States there is no law saying that they must pay income tax! The federal reserve bank is a private bank that the government borrows from, and all their income tax goes to the national debt to the federal reserve bank! Who really runs the Unite States?
See the Aaron Russo ducmentary
Monday, September 18, 2006
Monday, January 30, 2006
Trials and Tribulations
A well, what a week. Things were going quite well. I got a few things organised, organised with Dave and Keith picking up Andrea's Sauna on the Saturday. I shifted loads of furniture, started doing lots of tidying, things were really moving. I had been chatting to a lass of the internet for a couple of days, and things were hotting up. To the extent that she said she would come and visit me on Saturday night! Cool. Anyway, Saturday came, met Keith at Hewerth Metro, and then Dave came in his Landrover at 1:15. We set off for Andreas.
Keith - Demolition Man
It wasn't too difficult to dissasemble the Sauna. Many hands makes light work. We got a little too carried away with the cables though, there was no need to remove them as you only had to remove a few clips. Never mind, although it caused several headaches in its reassembly. Parts were a right nightmare. AAARRRGGHHH. aahh, thats better. anyway, I have a screw loose and several screws missing. I know what you're thinking. Anyway, I mean in the literal sense like when you get some flat pack stuff from IKEA. Anyway, got things sorted at mine. Me, Dave, and Keith had a good ole chin wag. Dave knows his stuff. Time was nearing the big date by the time we finished the convo.
Bird Flu
I spoke to the lass a couple of times, she said she wasn't really well, but was still coming. It was like there was a fire in my pants and the fire brigade were not invited. She is from near Blackpool so it's quite a way. She originally planned to arrive about 6'ish, but in reality the time would be about 9. She got here about 9:15. I was pretty excited. She bought a bottle of Champagne as well. She came into my flat and had to sit down, she was so tired - and said she wasn't feeling well still.
"The short kiss goodbye" or "30 minutes of foreplay then dissapointment every time"
We had a glass of champagne, had a chat for about 30 minutes, then she said she really had to go home. She said she had a dream that her car got broken into, and that she had a cold, and that she was just tired and had to go home. I sort of got the impression that she didn't like the fact that I was naked when I met her holding a 13" dildo. Only joking. I must be an ugly b*stard LOL. Na, she was sincere I think. I think LOL.
Ah well, ce la vie. I felt pretty down after that. I just didnt know what to do with myself. It was like something just did not compute like, but the program kept running (geek analogy). Couldn't really sleep either.
Ah well, Sunday came, and it was Chinese new year to boot. The town was way crowded, wouldn't have been able to see anything so me and Keith didn't bother looking. Instead we went for our usual Full English Breakfast at Boskops. It was ok, not the usual standard. I like my bacon burned to a crisp.
I was still feeling down that day, but taking some mint photos took my mind off it. I took some in a graveyard in town. In the graveyard I felt a weight lift off me. Like I let go of some mental charge and my beingness expanded. Sort of like exteriorizing - but not out of the body. Just an increase of space.
We were just walking round town having a right laugh as always. I felt quite free that day most of the time but still felt a little down. sort of had moments of release. Shouting at the monument was pretty therapeutic as well.
We went to the Quayside and the Sage. It was getting on and I just had to have some hot chocolate fudge cake with ice cream, mmmmmm.
I got in the house, didnt really know what to do with myself again to be honest. Messed about fixing the wires in the Sauna and getting frustrated shouting AARRGGGHHH! LOL
Later I started watching a film called "I Love Huckabees". It was pretty boring at the start. But something strange happened. There must have been some spiritual tech in there - I mean there was a lot of philosophical stuff in it, but something in the film must have keyed out (keyed out and keyed in are technical terms) some charge. I was totally elated. I was going to say there that I am very spiritual - but in truth that wouldnt make logical sense LOL. I'm saying nothing more on that subject here, thats another side of my life that the world isn't ready for yet LOL. Lets just say I was floating and full of joy. I loved everything that had happened to me and I was in kinks about it. So glad that it had happened to me. Then it was getting late, so I slipped into bed all nice and snug and warm and smiley. Aaaahhhhhhh.
A well, what a week. Things were going quite well. I got a few things organised, organised with Dave and Keith picking up Andrea's Sauna on the Saturday. I shifted loads of furniture, started doing lots of tidying, things were really moving. I had been chatting to a lass of the internet for a couple of days, and things were hotting up. To the extent that she said she would come and visit me on Saturday night! Cool. Anyway, Saturday came, met Keith at Hewerth Metro, and then Dave came in his Landrover at 1:15. We set off for Andreas.
Keith - Demolition Man
It wasn't too difficult to dissasemble the Sauna. Many hands makes light work. We got a little too carried away with the cables though, there was no need to remove them as you only had to remove a few clips. Never mind, although it caused several headaches in its reassembly. Parts were a right nightmare. AAARRRGGHHH. aahh, thats better. anyway, I have a screw loose and several screws missing. I know what you're thinking. Anyway, I mean in the literal sense like when you get some flat pack stuff from IKEA. Anyway, got things sorted at mine. Me, Dave, and Keith had a good ole chin wag. Dave knows his stuff. Time was nearing the big date by the time we finished the convo.
Bird Flu
I spoke to the lass a couple of times, she said she wasn't really well, but was still coming. It was like there was a fire in my pants and the fire brigade were not invited. She is from near Blackpool so it's quite a way. She originally planned to arrive about 6'ish, but in reality the time would be about 9. She got here about 9:15. I was pretty excited. She bought a bottle of Champagne as well. She came into my flat and had to sit down, she was so tired - and said she wasn't feeling well still.
"The short kiss goodbye" or "30 minutes of foreplay then dissapointment every time"
We had a glass of champagne, had a chat for about 30 minutes, then she said she really had to go home. She said she had a dream that her car got broken into, and that she had a cold, and that she was just tired and had to go home. I sort of got the impression that she didn't like the fact that I was naked when I met her holding a 13" dildo. Only joking. I must be an ugly b*stard LOL. Na, she was sincere I think. I think LOL.
Ah well, ce la vie. I felt pretty down after that. I just didnt know what to do with myself. It was like something just did not compute like, but the program kept running (geek analogy). Couldn't really sleep either.
Ah well, Sunday came, and it was Chinese new year to boot. The town was way crowded, wouldn't have been able to see anything so me and Keith didn't bother looking. Instead we went for our usual Full English Breakfast at Boskops. It was ok, not the usual standard. I like my bacon burned to a crisp.
I was still feeling down that day, but taking some mint photos took my mind off it. I took some in a graveyard in town. In the graveyard I felt a weight lift off me. Like I let go of some mental charge and my beingness expanded. Sort of like exteriorizing - but not out of the body. Just an increase of space.
We were just walking round town having a right laugh as always. I felt quite free that day most of the time but still felt a little down. sort of had moments of release. Shouting at the monument was pretty therapeutic as well.
We went to the Quayside and the Sage. It was getting on and I just had to have some hot chocolate fudge cake with ice cream, mmmmmm.
I got in the house, didnt really know what to do with myself again to be honest. Messed about fixing the wires in the Sauna and getting frustrated shouting AARRGGGHHH! LOL
Later I started watching a film called "I Love Huckabees". It was pretty boring at the start. But something strange happened. There must have been some spiritual tech in there - I mean there was a lot of philosophical stuff in it, but something in the film must have keyed out (keyed out and keyed in are technical terms) some charge. I was totally elated. I was going to say there that I am very spiritual - but in truth that wouldnt make logical sense LOL. I'm saying nothing more on that subject here, thats another side of my life that the world isn't ready for yet LOL. Lets just say I was floating and full of joy. I loved everything that had happened to me and I was in kinks about it. So glad that it had happened to me. Then it was getting late, so I slipped into bed all nice and snug and warm and smiley. Aaaahhhhhhh.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
TFI Friday
Deadlines again. The Lenor pink site is scheduled to go live on Monday. I think we'll be ok with that like, but Friday was well busy. It was class though. I had a pint of Guinness for lunch as well. I was pretty tipsy after that so for a while the afternoon was a little hazy.
Hot hot heat
The office is well hot. I think that must have summat to do with the increase of testosterone in our office corner. The young lads are proper spunkrats like. Class. Thats probably what started the fire in my pants, all this talk about lady folk. Anyway, it's really a good laugh like.
Don't panic
There was a panic on about taxis as I was supposed to organise a 6 seater taxi for that night. I didn't organise it, was far too busy like. So my auntie tried booking one, but she couldn't get one. Because of this I got picked up by Steve.
Half a century old
Aye, it was Wendy's 50th birthday party that night. She is my mother but I like calling her Wendy cos thats the name she was christened with. It was at the Vallum, in Dumpling Hall.
It was a slow start, a canny few people came. Lots of old faces. time really does fly like. It was a canny crack.
Unleash the beast
After a couple of pints of Guinness I was the first on the dancefloor with me Gran. Proper Bo. My Gran loves dancing. It was really cool. I felt a real bond with me gran. She's more like my mother than a grandmother really. She raised me till I was about 8 years old.
Wasn't long before people followed suite. It wasn't long before Dave joined in. He really is a class dancer like. Then my aunty Anne joined in. She's a good dancer as well. The little Jamie came on the dance floor. That's Alisons son, she's engaged to my brother Stephen. Jamie is mint like, he's really cool. He should be put in stage school or something like that. If I had a son I'd like him to be like Jamie, and if I had a daughter I'd like her to be like my mates daughter Hague. Anyway, we all danced the night away.
It came time for Wendy to give a speach but she bottled it and never said a dickie bird. The DJ asked her up. It took her aages to get up so I shouted "Howay man! You're not that old!". Everyone laughed.
After that short interlude it was back to dancing. Loads of people were dancing now. It was class.
last orders was called and my Auntie Anne asked me if I wanted a lift home. I said aye.
Deadlines again. The Lenor pink site is scheduled to go live on Monday. I think we'll be ok with that like, but Friday was well busy. It was class though. I had a pint of Guinness for lunch as well. I was pretty tipsy after that so for a while the afternoon was a little hazy.
Hot hot heat
The office is well hot. I think that must have summat to do with the increase of testosterone in our office corner. The young lads are proper spunkrats like. Class. Thats probably what started the fire in my pants, all this talk about lady folk. Anyway, it's really a good laugh like.
Don't panic
There was a panic on about taxis as I was supposed to organise a 6 seater taxi for that night. I didn't organise it, was far too busy like. So my auntie tried booking one, but she couldn't get one. Because of this I got picked up by Steve.
Half a century old
Aye, it was Wendy's 50th birthday party that night. She is my mother but I like calling her Wendy cos thats the name she was christened with. It was at the Vallum, in Dumpling Hall.
It was a slow start, a canny few people came. Lots of old faces. time really does fly like. It was a canny crack.
Unleash the beast
After a couple of pints of Guinness I was the first on the dancefloor with me Gran. Proper Bo. My Gran loves dancing. It was really cool. I felt a real bond with me gran. She's more like my mother than a grandmother really. She raised me till I was about 8 years old.
Wasn't long before people followed suite. It wasn't long before Dave joined in. He really is a class dancer like. Then my aunty Anne joined in. She's a good dancer as well. The little Jamie came on the dance floor. That's Alisons son, she's engaged to my brother Stephen. Jamie is mint like, he's really cool. He should be put in stage school or something like that. If I had a son I'd like him to be like Jamie, and if I had a daughter I'd like her to be like my mates daughter Hague. Anyway, we all danced the night away.
It came time for Wendy to give a speach but she bottled it and never said a dickie bird. The DJ asked her up. It took her aages to get up so I shouted "Howay man! You're not that old!". Everyone laughed.
After that short interlude it was back to dancing. Loads of people were dancing now. It was class.
last orders was called and my Auntie Anne asked me if I wanted a lift home. I said aye.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Bee Zee Bee Zee Bee Zee
Well, the past couple of days have been well Bee Zee like. Work has been canny busy, and it's been hot, a hot house of hard work. In fact it hasn't been hot, it's been haaaat. Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. I wish those lines were dead. The only thing keeping me going is the thought that I will be giving a lot of pleasure and satisfaction to the nation's housewives. Oh yes, I will make them go "ooohhhhh".
Rushing around in the rain
I had to rush home and get ready for training. I met Billy (Nabeel) on the way back. He's such a nice guy him like. He's like a big soft bear. That does sound really gay that like. I assure you I am straight as the straightest thing thats ever been very straight.
Anyway, I rushed home, made some food fast, got changed then got bus to training. I was feeling canny fit like, fit to drop that is. Naa, was feeling good. Starting to get back into it. I was training with Graeme, he's a class bloke like - but I had him all over with the Wing Chun like.
Andrea trainer came to the class, second time in two weeks. I sparred with her again like i did last week. I gave her an uppercut to the abdomen last week and won. Aparantly she went on the sick. She wanted revenge this week but I got her again in the first round.
I love training at this class like. I like all the lads there - not a gay "like". I mean there's been a couple of lasses there and I like them. I like lasses a lot. And as a matter of fact I joined an online dating agency. I will have to see how that goes. I might put a link to my profile if you're lucky.
Gorgeous hunk seeks plaything
Male
Gorgeous
Rich
Funny
Intelligent
Romantic
Large willy
Honest
Lies about willy size though
Understanding of ladies issues
Compasionate
Tall
I went to clooney with Alex and Helen after training like. We had a strange conversation. She said she wants to go out with a gay instead of a martial art fighting man. She said she would have more fun with a gay. Of course I immediately had a few thoughts spring into mind, one of which was that she would have to wear a strap on if she was seeing a bent. Then that went on to Helen saying she heard a couple of lesbeans having an argument about who was going to wear the strap on that night. Of course, the answer to that argument was for them to use a double ended vibro. See, problem solved.
I was chatting to Alex about websites as well, need to do one tomorow night. And then another one soon after that.
I got home late like. was knackered. I rushed about like a crazy man. Had to have a bath cos i stank. I made some food as well, a veg dinner with some fresh mackrell. I baked it. It was lush. A bit stinky like, but how often do I have a fish supper wink wink? I was knackered after all that. I had panda eyes.
Wakey wakey
I got up cream crackered as well. Off to work again. Busy again, had to do an hours overtime as well tonight.
My brother Carl got in touch, his mates band was on at a pub in sunderland. Our mate Dave was going as well so he picked us up. We went on our way there, then Carl got a text saying the gig had been cancelled. Well thats Sunderland for you.
well, we had to decide on something to do instead so we decided on bowling. God, if i was bowling for soup the most I would get would be a bowl of steam, I was pants. However, the second game was a different story. It was like a game of two halfs. ssttteeeeeerrrriiiikkkeee. I got 3 or 4 maybe. I lost count. I mean I can count over 4 cos 5 comes after 4, but I mean there was so many. Anyway, that was mint. Well funny. Carls' little shimmy as he bowled was rather humerous as well. Dave won both games i think? or Carl won the first one. I'm not very good at counting.
There was one of those punching games there as well. I always wanted to try one of those. I had to have a go at it, even though there was loads of people about. I put my coin in, the bag came down into position. I nonchalantly stood to the left of it, "right, watch this" I thought to myself. I swung with lighning speed then sploosh! Bloody hardly made contact with it, fist slipped straight off like a pansy. I wouldnt let a machine beat me - no way. I put a quid in this time. Right, sploosh! Hardly had any purchase again and the machine said something like "go away and take some vitamins". Aarrggghh. It said that twice in total. the other two times it didn't say anything, not sure if thats good or bad though! I was knackered after that. Got a lift home and here I am. Done a little web stuff as well, and chatted to some mates. It's gonna be another busy few days. It's good to be busy.
Well, the past couple of days have been well Bee Zee like. Work has been canny busy, and it's been hot, a hot house of hard work. In fact it hasn't been hot, it's been haaaat. Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. I wish those lines were dead. The only thing keeping me going is the thought that I will be giving a lot of pleasure and satisfaction to the nation's housewives. Oh yes, I will make them go "ooohhhhh".
Rushing around in the rain
I had to rush home and get ready for training. I met Billy (Nabeel) on the way back. He's such a nice guy him like. He's like a big soft bear. That does sound really gay that like. I assure you I am straight as the straightest thing thats ever been very straight.
Anyway, I rushed home, made some food fast, got changed then got bus to training. I was feeling canny fit like, fit to drop that is. Naa, was feeling good. Starting to get back into it. I was training with Graeme, he's a class bloke like - but I had him all over with the Wing Chun like.
Andrea trainer came to the class, second time in two weeks. I sparred with her again like i did last week. I gave her an uppercut to the abdomen last week and won. Aparantly she went on the sick. She wanted revenge this week but I got her again in the first round.
I love training at this class like. I like all the lads there - not a gay "like". I mean there's been a couple of lasses there and I like them. I like lasses a lot. And as a matter of fact I joined an online dating agency. I will have to see how that goes. I might put a link to my profile if you're lucky.
Gorgeous hunk seeks plaything
Male
Gorgeous
Rich
Funny
Intelligent
Romantic
Large willy
Honest
Lies about willy size though
Understanding of ladies issues
Compasionate
Tall
I went to clooney with Alex and Helen after training like. We had a strange conversation. She said she wants to go out with a gay instead of a martial art fighting man. She said she would have more fun with a gay. Of course I immediately had a few thoughts spring into mind, one of which was that she would have to wear a strap on if she was seeing a bent. Then that went on to Helen saying she heard a couple of lesbeans having an argument about who was going to wear the strap on that night. Of course, the answer to that argument was for them to use a double ended vibro. See, problem solved.
I was chatting to Alex about websites as well, need to do one tomorow night. And then another one soon after that.
I got home late like. was knackered. I rushed about like a crazy man. Had to have a bath cos i stank. I made some food as well, a veg dinner with some fresh mackrell. I baked it. It was lush. A bit stinky like, but how often do I have a fish supper wink wink? I was knackered after all that. I had panda eyes.
Wakey wakey
I got up cream crackered as well. Off to work again. Busy again, had to do an hours overtime as well tonight.
My brother Carl got in touch, his mates band was on at a pub in sunderland. Our mate Dave was going as well so he picked us up. We went on our way there, then Carl got a text saying the gig had been cancelled. Well thats Sunderland for you.
well, we had to decide on something to do instead so we decided on bowling. God, if i was bowling for soup the most I would get would be a bowl of steam, I was pants. However, the second game was a different story. It was like a game of two halfs. ssttteeeeeerrrriiiikkkeee. I got 3 or 4 maybe. I lost count. I mean I can count over 4 cos 5 comes after 4, but I mean there was so many. Anyway, that was mint. Well funny. Carls' little shimmy as he bowled was rather humerous as well. Dave won both games i think? or Carl won the first one. I'm not very good at counting.
There was one of those punching games there as well. I always wanted to try one of those. I had to have a go at it, even though there was loads of people about. I put my coin in, the bag came down into position. I nonchalantly stood to the left of it, "right, watch this" I thought to myself. I swung with lighning speed then sploosh! Bloody hardly made contact with it, fist slipped straight off like a pansy. I wouldnt let a machine beat me - no way. I put a quid in this time. Right, sploosh! Hardly had any purchase again and the machine said something like "go away and take some vitamins". Aarrggghh. It said that twice in total. the other two times it didn't say anything, not sure if thats good or bad though! I was knackered after that. Got a lift home and here I am. Done a little web stuff as well, and chatted to some mates. It's gonna be another busy few days. It's good to be busy.
Monday, January 16, 2006
TFI Friday
Was chatting to my mate Stephen Baty, he's an Architecture lecturer at the Uni. I'm going to do a kickass website for him. We decided to meet up with my other mate Architect Paul Jones. I left work and got the bus. Thats a good point, on more than one occasion the bus has went straight past because of the dark weather. Anyway, got into town, was supposed to meet them at 5:45 at Popolos. I was early so thought I'd pop along to the baths to enquire about hair removal. I'm quite a beast of a man under these clothes (Any lasses reading this? Interested?). So went in there and just caught Paul and Steve on their way down. Popolos was canny. Some really nice babes like. Had a cool time.
Burn the howse down
Left popolos about 9:30 ish though, so thought I'd pop along and see my mate Andy at FYEO. I didn't go in cos Paige wasn't on. You could make a film about the crack there like, I was in stitches. I didn't stay that long cos I wanted to get home and have a curry. I learned from last time when I nearly burned the house down - yeeaaahhh, am gonna burrn this hoowwwsse down. Well, I better not - might get in trouble.
Curry in a hurry
Pretty much as soon as I ate the curry I fell asleep. I was cream crackered like. Been working hard on that Lenor website. It's gonna be class. Plus I will be in touch with the nations housewifes - not that I want to stereotype people who use fabric softener.
Woke up bright and early. I can never sleep till late now like. I spoke to me mate Billy and he said he would pick me up from Chichester Metro at 4:30. I had enough time to blast into town and get my hair cut. Take it all off. It was at Dave's place on westgate road - canny lads like, canny crack.
Wild Bill
Met Billy at the designated time and place. Wasn't long before we started drinking some wine. He told me loads of stories about his times abroad - hes been all round the world several times. He's seen loads of stuff at first hand, dodged bullets in Nigeria the lot. That made me want to travel. Not the dodging bullets, but all the other stuff.
The Metro is no place to sleep
Of course it wasn't long before the singing and guitar playing started. Mint. We went to the shop to get more wine and after a short while Dave and his daughter Hague came. I always have a fantastic time there like. This time there was a little too much wine for me as i started being sick. Oh dear, the rooms moving about. Shortly after it was time to go. Dave kindly dropped me off at the Metro. After a few stops my stomach went into convulsions. Oh dear. I got off after a few stops as I was about to puke. Not much stuff came out. Got on the next Metro that came. It wasn't much longer before I started gagging again. I made all the noises and that, but nowt much came out. Then I fell asleep. I woke up at South Gosforth. What a bastard. I didn't see when the next metro was due so I decided to walk home. It was miles like. It all seemed like I was watching TV but couldn't change the channel. Obviously straight to bed when I got in. Woke up early yet again. Got up, had some Alkaseltser (I dont know how to spell it!). Then decided to try for some more kip.
Propper Mapped
Keith came over about 12. I was well wrecked. You could say that I was "propper mapped". Took me a short while to pull myself round. I had a bath and that and was feeling ok. I was getting ready to go out and saw I had a massive sleep crease on me head. What a bastard. I tried using some moisturiser to try and get rid of it. It's worse than having a bad hair day.
Jameroquai
I was lucky Keith came as I had a couch to be rid of. He helped me carry it down to where the skip is. Then when we got outside it was the funniest thing I've seen in ages. Have a look at the photo. He started carrying the couch on his head and looked like Jameroqui. It was so funny like.
Don't do it man!
Then we went to town for lunch. Aahh Sunday dinner. Mmmmmm. That was at the Fluid bar. I had my camera with me so it wasn't long before we started taking loads of mint photos. Photos of town and the Castle Keep. For a couple of shots keith climbed over the security railing and hung over the side where there was at least a drop of 75 feet! I got my picture taken with my arms round two lasses, but it came out blerred. Damn. Was a cool day like. We had tea in the gate, and as it was getting late headed off to my house for some more tea and a right laugh.
Was chatting to my mate Stephen Baty, he's an Architecture lecturer at the Uni. I'm going to do a kickass website for him. We decided to meet up with my other mate Architect Paul Jones. I left work and got the bus. Thats a good point, on more than one occasion the bus has went straight past because of the dark weather. Anyway, got into town, was supposed to meet them at 5:45 at Popolos. I was early so thought I'd pop along to the baths to enquire about hair removal. I'm quite a beast of a man under these clothes (Any lasses reading this? Interested?). So went in there and just caught Paul and Steve on their way down. Popolos was canny. Some really nice babes like. Had a cool time.
Burn the howse down
Left popolos about 9:30 ish though, so thought I'd pop along and see my mate Andy at FYEO. I didn't go in cos Paige wasn't on. You could make a film about the crack there like, I was in stitches. I didn't stay that long cos I wanted to get home and have a curry. I learned from last time when I nearly burned the house down - yeeaaahhh, am gonna burrn this hoowwwsse down. Well, I better not - might get in trouble.
Curry in a hurry
Pretty much as soon as I ate the curry I fell asleep. I was cream crackered like. Been working hard on that Lenor website. It's gonna be class. Plus I will be in touch with the nations housewifes - not that I want to stereotype people who use fabric softener.
Woke up bright and early. I can never sleep till late now like. I spoke to me mate Billy and he said he would pick me up from Chichester Metro at 4:30. I had enough time to blast into town and get my hair cut. Take it all off. It was at Dave's place on westgate road - canny lads like, canny crack.
Wild Bill
Met Billy at the designated time and place. Wasn't long before we started drinking some wine. He told me loads of stories about his times abroad - hes been all round the world several times. He's seen loads of stuff at first hand, dodged bullets in Nigeria the lot. That made me want to travel. Not the dodging bullets, but all the other stuff.
The Metro is no place to sleep
Of course it wasn't long before the singing and guitar playing started. Mint. We went to the shop to get more wine and after a short while Dave and his daughter Hague came. I always have a fantastic time there like. This time there was a little too much wine for me as i started being sick. Oh dear, the rooms moving about. Shortly after it was time to go. Dave kindly dropped me off at the Metro. After a few stops my stomach went into convulsions. Oh dear. I got off after a few stops as I was about to puke. Not much stuff came out. Got on the next Metro that came. It wasn't much longer before I started gagging again. I made all the noises and that, but nowt much came out. Then I fell asleep. I woke up at South Gosforth. What a bastard. I didn't see when the next metro was due so I decided to walk home. It was miles like. It all seemed like I was watching TV but couldn't change the channel. Obviously straight to bed when I got in. Woke up early yet again. Got up, had some Alkaseltser (I dont know how to spell it!). Then decided to try for some more kip.
Propper Mapped
Keith came over about 12. I was well wrecked. You could say that I was "propper mapped". Took me a short while to pull myself round. I had a bath and that and was feeling ok. I was getting ready to go out and saw I had a massive sleep crease on me head. What a bastard. I tried using some moisturiser to try and get rid of it. It's worse than having a bad hair day.
Jameroquai
I was lucky Keith came as I had a couch to be rid of. He helped me carry it down to where the skip is. Then when we got outside it was the funniest thing I've seen in ages. Have a look at the photo. He started carrying the couch on his head and looked like Jameroqui. It was so funny like.Don't do it man!
Then we went to town for lunch. Aahh Sunday dinner. Mmmmmm. That was at the Fluid bar. I had my camera with me so it wasn't long before we started taking loads of mint photos. Photos of town and the Castle Keep. For a couple of shots keith climbed over the security railing and hung over the side where there was at least a drop of 75 feet! I got my picture taken with my arms round two lasses, but it came out blerred. Damn. Was a cool day like. We had tea in the gate, and as it was getting late headed off to my house for some more tea and a right laugh.
Monday, January 09, 2006
It's been a while since me last Blog, I've been really busy with my one stringed banjo
Still got a real nasty Cough, might be a chest infection. In fact it probably is. Cassandra is a Nurse and that's what she said it was, in her professional opinion. It's pretty strange movement when you have a big cough whilst walking, it looks a bit like getting an electric shock. Me throat is strange as well. Not strange as in looking unattractive or even sounding unattractive. What I mean to say is that it is not really that sore anymore, but when I sing in the house and I hit notes just air comes out instead. Weird. Might start singing Barry White songs instead. My chest feels like there's like a little imp in my chest with tiny tickling feathers irritating the insides resulting in furious feverish fits coughing. Tickly like.
Red red wine
Was out with Cassandra for a while on Saturday. Went to the Salsa bar and we had some absolutely deliscious red wine. Honestly, it was the best wine that I've ever tasted. That isn't even a hyperbole, it really was fantastic. I'm not going to disclose what kind it was, not yet anyway so there. It was a mint afternoon like, Cassandra is mint, food was mint, wine was mint. Only thing that wasn't mint was she got called into work. Well thats what she told me. Naa, she really did. I went home and had a few wanks.
Sunday grand stand
I had a stand, looking out into the grey skies, it certainly wasn't grand though. Bored. I need to start taking some pictures with me new camera. It's pretty difficult though when things are a dowdy grey color. Reminds me of the opening lyrics of Syd Barratt's "Baby Lemonaide". It goes a little something like this "In the sad town, cold iron hands clapped the party of clowns outside. rain falls in grey far away. Please, please baby lemonaide". The grey outside was the same color of ET when he was found in that puddle. The poor little bastard.
I was so bored I did some video editing stuff - about a year after the footage was taken, oops! It was of Alisons birthday - she's me brothers lass. I was listening to some music at the same time and it was starting to do my head in. I went downstairs and started tidying up. Yeah I know. I was THAT bored. I made myself a nice dinner as well. Lots of Veg. I was going to make some quorn mince but had some Mackrell instead. I think I masturbated about three times that day like. I could have filled a large jug. I think you can really make donations and get paid for it. I think it's £15 a shot. No pun intended.
Monday comes around like last Monday
Been working on a website for Lenor. Had a deadline of 2 days to get quite a major part of it done. I was a bit anxious going into work as I quite stupidly doubted my capability. Of course I am mint and it wasn't difficult at all. I'm quite ahead of schedule. Mint. Bored again now. Monday night. Things will get better when I'm fully better. I've started doing some Yoga again. It's the 5 tibetan rites. I owe Andrea one for that, she first got me into it. I've started refining it and incorporating my own techniques. It's called Roppalates. It's going to be the new fitness phenomena of 2006. I hear that Madonna is interested in it already. I'll see if I can fit her in though.
Still got a real nasty Cough, might be a chest infection. In fact it probably is. Cassandra is a Nurse and that's what she said it was, in her professional opinion. It's pretty strange movement when you have a big cough whilst walking, it looks a bit like getting an electric shock. Me throat is strange as well. Not strange as in looking unattractive or even sounding unattractive. What I mean to say is that it is not really that sore anymore, but when I sing in the house and I hit notes just air comes out instead. Weird. Might start singing Barry White songs instead. My chest feels like there's like a little imp in my chest with tiny tickling feathers irritating the insides resulting in furious feverish fits coughing. Tickly like.
Red red wine
Was out with Cassandra for a while on Saturday. Went to the Salsa bar and we had some absolutely deliscious red wine. Honestly, it was the best wine that I've ever tasted. That isn't even a hyperbole, it really was fantastic. I'm not going to disclose what kind it was, not yet anyway so there. It was a mint afternoon like, Cassandra is mint, food was mint, wine was mint. Only thing that wasn't mint was she got called into work. Well thats what she told me. Naa, she really did. I went home and had a few wanks.
Sunday grand stand
I had a stand, looking out into the grey skies, it certainly wasn't grand though. Bored. I need to start taking some pictures with me new camera. It's pretty difficult though when things are a dowdy grey color. Reminds me of the opening lyrics of Syd Barratt's "Baby Lemonaide". It goes a little something like this "In the sad town, cold iron hands clapped the party of clowns outside. rain falls in grey far away. Please, please baby lemonaide". The grey outside was the same color of ET when he was found in that puddle. The poor little bastard.
I was so bored I did some video editing stuff - about a year after the footage was taken, oops! It was of Alisons birthday - she's me brothers lass. I was listening to some music at the same time and it was starting to do my head in. I went downstairs and started tidying up. Yeah I know. I was THAT bored. I made myself a nice dinner as well. Lots of Veg. I was going to make some quorn mince but had some Mackrell instead. I think I masturbated about three times that day like. I could have filled a large jug. I think you can really make donations and get paid for it. I think it's £15 a shot. No pun intended.
Monday comes around like last Monday
Been working on a website for Lenor. Had a deadline of 2 days to get quite a major part of it done. I was a bit anxious going into work as I quite stupidly doubted my capability. Of course I am mint and it wasn't difficult at all. I'm quite ahead of schedule. Mint. Bored again now. Monday night. Things will get better when I'm fully better. I've started doing some Yoga again. It's the 5 tibetan rites. I owe Andrea one for that, she first got me into it. I've started refining it and incorporating my own techniques. It's called Roppalates. It's going to be the new fitness phenomena of 2006. I hear that Madonna is interested in it already. I'll see if I can fit her in though.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Maaaark Roooobson
Got me a new camera on the Tuesday, took a little photo on the ... on the Tuesday, put it on the web on the ... on the ... Oh it doesn't rhyme, never mind ...
Whats ya flaaava? Had the idea for this shot for a long time. I think it came out rather well. Piss sack was getting a bit full by this time though.
Had a strange day. I really do need to pull my finger out and start taking responsibility for organising things and establishing what needs to be done, where, and when. OK, it is slightly embarrassing but I went into work today a day early. The place was closed. John Grisdale said the security footage of me banging on the door would be good to watch. I think I need a secretary. Shes got to be beautiful, tall, have long legs, blonde, and know how to organise things. Actually, the organisational skills aren't really essential.
It's not the cough that sends you off, it's the coffin they send you off in
Owch my chest. Oh, and my throat. Yes, still got this despicable mallady. I think I had a cold, then with my immune system fighting the infection war, a whole new battle enveloped on my body by a viral enemy. It is abating I'm glad to report, but not without some heavy casualties on my side.
Top Tunes
Downloaded and started listening to some stuff by Flunk. It's well class like - I recommend you buy.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Happy New Year
I knew something wasn't quite right the moment I awoke. I had a mild cold for the past couple of days and thought I was on the mend, but that morning the illness became exponentially worse. My lungs were like two ballons filled with barbed-wire pain. I felt as if I was going to faint at any moment. My nerves were trembling as if an electrical current was running through them. Not a good start to the year. I was so I'll I couldn't go out for New Years eve, what a twat. Feeling a lot better today though. I've been coughing up some interesting slime, ranging from brown to illuminous green and lemon yellow. I wonder if there is a colour chart for phlegm? I like hockling. I should get a spitoon just like in the old days in the west.
I just stayed in last night, watched Jools Hollands Hootenanny. Goldfrapp was on. Need I say any more? L love her like.
I knew something wasn't quite right the moment I awoke. I had a mild cold for the past couple of days and thought I was on the mend, but that morning the illness became exponentially worse. My lungs were like two ballons filled with barbed-wire pain. I felt as if I was going to faint at any moment. My nerves were trembling as if an electrical current was running through them. Not a good start to the year. I was so I'll I couldn't go out for New Years eve, what a twat. Feeling a lot better today though. I've been coughing up some interesting slime, ranging from brown to illuminous green and lemon yellow. I wonder if there is a colour chart for phlegm? I like hockling. I should get a spitoon just like in the old days in the west.
I just stayed in last night, watched Jools Hollands Hootenanny. Goldfrapp was on. Need I say any more? L love her like.
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