I am very lazy with a very short attention span, ergo, visa vis, concordantly, I don't update often.
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| Friday, July 18, 2003 |
It's been a while (like, over a month, dude!) since I last sprinkled crumbs of interlectual guano over this page, but here I am.
The reason for my absence can be singled down to a single (duh!) overiding character flaw of mine. I have a very short attention span when it comes to a lot of stuff.
Pretty much everything as it happens.
When watching a film of an evening, I will fidget incessently. This normaly drives pcheese crazy, partly due to the constant yet random movements he catches out the corner of his eye, and partly due to the fact that most things you can fiddle with invariably make some form of noise. Like a 'click!' for instance.
And so, as was bound to happen, my interest in blogging and bloggers peaked and waned, sliding down to complete inactivity. Anyway, on with stuff.
It is now friday, the last day of the working week, a week that I have not been working in, a week that I have had off, a week now gone from my yearly leave allowance. I have acheived nothing in this week and it has been wonderful. The weather has been lovely (appreciated from indoors as suntanning cannot be acheived by those with very short attention spans) and I can luxuriate in the knowledge that I didn't spend the week as I normally would, in a warehouse and melting with each passing moment. The warehouse gets quite warm when the sun beats down on the roof. Quite warm is an understatement.
I may add to this later if I can be bothered, but I've managed to get bored already. Too much typing.
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| Sunday, June 15, 2003 |
Just watched The Transporter, which I bought at a supermarket. Action bits, generally pretty cool. Bits with french detective/commisioner bloke, pretty cool, quite amusing. Other bits, generally a bit shite for the most part. So all in all, everything you could want from an action flick! Jasons american accent is pretty damn poor (keeps dissappearing as far as I can make out) but he does 99.9% of his own fighting, and it's pretty impressive stuff (think Jet Li/Jackie Chan).
xXx was shite, this is far superior. Hopefully Vin Deisel will be back on form for Riddick (sequal/prequal to Pitch Black, which was good).
--Great Film Reccommendation--
GOSFORD PARK - It rocks!
Currently I am feeling quite buzzed about seeing P J Harvey at V this year (listened to Stories from the city, Stories from the sea again today. Just gets better each time I listen) as well as Morcheeba (pure class, but not in a glass) and foo fighters (don't have much of their stuff, but I've heard great things about their live performances, and I love "All My Life"). The thing that would top it all off (but is not likely to happen) would be for Faithless to perform (unlikely because the've split up) but one of the members will be there (as Slovo). Also Skin from Skunk Anansie will be performing, so that should be good (she has an AWESOME voice). Cheese tells me this is the first V that Greenday aren't playing at, not that I'm fussed in the slightest. I think in preperation I shall book off the friday before and a couple of days after the bank holiday monday. The friday will be used to prepare, the days after will be used to sleep.
This is supposed to be a place where I scream, shout, rant and throw it all about. What with the sun shining and all (and work not being a complete pain in the arse, not that I'm expecting it to stay that way for long) I don't have any rants in me at the moment.
Except this. Milk and Bread bought at cornershops. Specifically the McColls just round the corner. Milk goes off 30 seconds after leaving the shop and bread must be kept in the fridge to even stand a chance of being useful at all. Last 2 pints of milk had gone off (not just a little, but badly) about 4 days before then use by date. And yes I do keep the milk in the fridge, and no I don't ever leave it out (unlike my mum, who grew up in a hot country, and you would think putting the milk away would come naturally, but nope, not a chance). Today I bought 2 pints, use by date is the 24th June. That's 9 days to those of you that failed maths at primary school. I give it 3. 3 Days before it starts to wiff. 2 more before the milk bottle starts bulging from released gasses. The bread should be alright, because generally all I eat is toast, so I mostly get through it fairly quickly. Mostly.
This is going on a bit, innit? Who's bored? All bored people, make your day a bit more interesting. Attempt to jam your entire fist up into your rectal cavity. Don't phone in, it's just for fun! |
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| Wednesday, June 11, 2003 |
[peers into the darkness]... Hello? Oh! Hello there. It appears our East European friend has dissappeared for a while, so, ummmm, I guess I'll say something instead.
Ahh, yes.
Today has been a WORLD OF PAIN (TM). My thighs have been issuing messages of excrutiating and enduring, unrelenting overpowering discomfort. This is because today is Wednesday. I do Jiu-Jitsu on Monday. Everyone who knows anything (darling) knows that stiffness is worst on the second day after physical strain. This means walking is no longer possible, however, a pingu style waddling gait must be adopted in order to move. This to be accompanied by an occasional (but not too infrequent) grimace of pain stretched across the face. Faster locomation can be acheived by way of stiff-legged half-jog if, for instance you need to catch the 8:15 bus. Which either didn't come at all or at/before 8:12. Making me 25 minutes late for work.
The worst thing with stiff thighs is sitting down or getting up fom being sat down. These motions are to be ALWAYS accompanied by involuntary grimaces of pain stretched across yon face and to this must be added groans of discomfort (note: not groins of discomfort, this is different and not the same at all).
So yeah, today was a pain (BOOM BOOM) and hopefully it'll all have eased off by the morning. And stuff.
On a side note, I recommend "Nearer to Heaven " by Delays. It's rather spiffing. (not spaffing, this is also very different)
Everyone who visits, please place your vote in the comments box - Norks: For or Against.
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| Wednesday, June 04, 2003 |
Hallo there!
You are most likely being feel of lonely hile you am reading this. That is because you are only reader. So you are alone, see!
This week, Waffling Rantings of Wanton is being used to give you idea how great my country is! Is ex-Soviet Eastern Block, so MUST be good!
In my country, everyone is working hard without complaint. Hard work builds character, and is focusing the mentals. Also, anyone who is complaining or being lazy, is dissappeared by Secret Police. Is like natural selection. If you are lazy or complaining, is called suicide. Everyone know suicide is wrong, so to stop you from making grave mistake and committing crime, State helps out by executing you. This means no mark in criminal records under heading "Self-murdering". My cousing Grodin nearly self-murdered, but family was saved because Secret Police were being onto him and executed him just in time. Was close call.
Anyway, enough about that and more being about me!
I am working in salt mine for only 17 hours each day. Is hard work, but is good for me because it keeping me out of mischiefs, which means I am not causing more paperworks for Secret Police. God knows Secret police is having enough paperworks already. They do very good, but very tough job. They are firm, but always fair. And they are reading and hearing and seeing everything that is written, said, and doing. So that a LOT of paperworks!
We are living in perfect democracy. One man, one vote. Presidant is man, he has vote. This is saving me time from having to get in queues to vote and making choices I am not clever enough to make. Also, it meaning when voting times come, no one has to stop working because Presidant has done it for us. Is very good. You should try it in West.
I am not being impressed with your Tonny Blare. He is like lickspittle to George Bushes. Which is bring us to Mr Bushes. In some ways, my peoples are respecting him, but in others we are think he is like dirt that will not wash out. There is lots the same between Mr Bushes and our Presidant, all the corruption and powermongering and uncaring about environment.
Is getting late, so I will be finishing tommorrow night, after I get back from salt mine. And then, maybe, will be service as normal resuming.
Please being noticed, there is comments section. The link is normally saying Nobody Loves Me. You are seeing it at bottom of postings. Fluffy was not seeing it. Maybe Fluffy is being lazy, or complaining? |
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| Sunday, June 01, 2003 |
There is no www.passthecheese.com
How dissapointing. |
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| Monday, May 26, 2003 |
To those of you that pop back here occasionally to check for change...
I'LL POST SHIT WHEN I GODDAMNED WELL FEEL LIKE IT!!!
This is a place where I put my rant. As I have been ill recently, I have been feeling all thppbbtt. Which means rage levels are borderline/nominal. I did actually come up with something to be annoyed about whilst in the bath the other day, but by the time I got out, I couldn't remember my excellent and completely logical opening. So I didn't bother.
For reference purposes, the subject matter in question that was strolling through the alleyways of my mind waiting to be accosted by box dwelling wino tramps was that of americans, America, George W Bush and their remarkable similarities to something with the same intelligence as headless chickens.
This, of course, is a slur against the good name of Mike The Headless Chicken. Do a google search, I can't be jiffed to put in a link right now. What? You want everything on a plate? Well tough! Tough vaginal drippings, in fact!
Moon on a stick? MOON ON A FUCKING STICK!!! I'LL GIVE YOU THE MOON ON A FUCKING STICK! UP YOUR BLEEDING RECTUM!
which leads us onto paintball.
which i didn't go to today.
which was so much fun that pcheese started repeating stories about todays paintball funtivities within a mere 5 minutes of his first vocal utterance upon getting back this evening.
which was on the last bank holiday until August sometime.
and I wasn't there to witness pcheese getting shot on the cock! MUTHA-FCUK!
WHY??? WHY?????? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??????????????????
There is no GOD. I've been an agnostic (with athiest leanings) for years now. This just settles the deal. No cock shot, no god.
My actual beliefs are not as easily bracketed as agnostics or atheist, suffice to say I have something I believe in. But since my beliefs aren't likely to be the subject of one of my rants, it's unlikely you'll get to read about them.
All of which barely constitutes a rant of any form, so you better be feeling privaliged to have read this crap! You're lucky I even pressed submit!
Come back when I feel better. You KNOW you just love getting yelled at, Bitch! |
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| Wednesday, May 21, 2003 |
A dubious hello to any listeners out there in radio land! Why dubious? Because when Cheese got home this evening he showed me what he did in his lunch hour. Which is this. It's very nice, but unexpected. Like an accidental pregnancy caused by an unremembered night of drunken debauchery. But one that you aren't upset about. If you follow.
Soooo I have nothing to rant about at the moment. Give me 5 and I'll find something though.
Jeremy Vine.
Is bollocks. I have managed to convince my warehouse colleague that radio 2 is one of the more reasonable stations to listen to during the day (if he MUST insist on having noise). However, come lunch time, up pops Jeremy Vine. All talk, no music. Not interesting talk either. Just supposedly topical current affairs, filled out with uninformed callers and e-mails from same.
This is bad because it means the radio gets retuned to a different channel. Normally SGR and VIBE. Both of which suck like a Beverly Hills whore. Substandard DJ 'talent', very short, endlessly repeating playlists and (in the case of VIBE) the worst remixes that man has found in all it's eons of evolution.
Not only does VIBE play atrocities like the dance cover of Berlin's "Take my breath away", but they spend days finding the most horrendous, shitty, bloody dreadful remix that will ever exist for said song, and play that instead.
I quite like Dannii Minogues' "I begin to wonder". I do not like the unrecognizable remix they play on VIBE. Because it's worse than finding the rotten carcass of the nextdoor neighbours cat in your pillow case.
Also, advertising on the radio is tosswank. No further comment necessary.
And the DJ's are tossers.
Or maybe, at the ripe old age of 25, I'm just getting too old to fully appreciate the obvious joys of listening to some arse-biscuit shouting into microphones about "Larging IT up".
Now, for today’s homework assignment, you will go and listen to the entire Royksopp album, "Melody A.M." This is not voluntary, but mandatory. Also, you WILL chill out, or it'll be 1000 lines for you!
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