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  • Friday, February 27, 2004

    Friday, and thus Horny, rears its head.

    Thus is under used, try to use it today, you will get funny looks.

    On a side not, I calculated (bad habit I know, but hey, I do maths) that 54% of text messages sent by myself in the past month have been to the same person. That is over a half. What makes it even more strange is that I am not romanticaly linked to this person. Strange world we live in.

    On the subject of strange, (and again, scarily, mathematics) I heard from around the corner today the words;

    "In three dimensional calculus."

    Followed by a couple, obviously in love, rounding the corner. They continued in this vein, then stopped and kissed. I do not know why I decided to include this, other than the fact that I found it rather strange. I had been drinking however, so it may not be quite so strange as it seemed at the time. Note that while I found it strange, I also did not see anything wrong with it at the time, seemed quite reasonable really.

    Back to Horny and it is back to school night, St Trinians I believe. However, since my school uniform was a rather unappetising blue and grey, I think I will settle for a white shirt and jeans. So that makes a change.

    On the jelly front, a second pint was made, and consumed. From the glass, as God intended.

    There was something else, really interesting, which I was saving untill last. However, I forget what this was. I am sure you can cope with it.

    Reading over this, I see that one of the sentences in my work appears to be influenced by the style of my lectures. A mars bar to anyone who can tell which. Perhaps I will write an entire entry in that style at some point.

    Or not.

    Now I'm pissed, and I'm going clubbing. God help me.
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    Thursday, February 26, 2004

    The problem with score.

    Why do I go? Realy now? It is fun, yes, but always results in long term pain.

    In an attempt to prove a friend wrong, I end up going for the short term fun, which results in problems the following day, and often following week.

    My friends, prevent me from going to Score. The scoring innate in the process is never without pain. Unless it is a social, then there is an excuse.

    Now I'm tired, and I'm going to find my way home from wherever I am.
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    Tuesday, February 24, 2004

    I dropped a pint of jelly today. It was in a pint glass. Obviously I am devastated. Had I been seven, I would certainly have cried and sulked for the next week.

    I got my exam results today, which were not as good as I could have hoped for. At least I passed I guess.

    However I am much more mature than this (The jelly thing). Therefore I have only ruined today, and in an act of retaliation, have prepared a new jelly. Once again in a pint glass.

    Today I also finalised going away over the weekend, to pay a visit to a friend from back home, Muse, if you have picked up on that name before.

    I think I have finaly discovered the true answer to that age old riddle, "What is the most dangerous type of desert?" The answer is not, Shark Infested Custard, as previously assumed, but in fact, Jelly with jagged shards of glass. The glass is nearly indetectable, and looks a bit like ice.

    I have also just discovered that by visiting Muse I will miss out on seeing somone who is coming down in this direction, ah well, that is life for you.

    Now I'm upset, and I'm going to make jelly.
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    Saturday, February 21, 2004

    There are some things which make this world a better place just by existing.

    One of these things is the cream tea.

    Sigh.

    Went to the rugby today, Bath kicked some serious Leeds Tykes.

    Saw my family who were part of the whole day until now, and am proud to report that my brother was kicked out of the union bar. Keeping up the family work.

    Writing this very staccato. Not sure why.

    Now I'm tired, and I'm going to bed.
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    Sunday, February 15, 2004

    Well, another week into a maths degree, and I am seriously considering running away to join the circus.

    No seriously.

    Theres this course, and I figure I am in reasonable nick, I have some coordination, and I am a fast learner. Sure it does not pay much, but it is a life, or failing that a set of more than interesting skills.

    More interesting than Maths at any rate.

    I have also been sold on the issue by a regular e-mail I recieve, whether the person who sends it even remembers that I am on the list I do not know, but I can always pop down at some point see what it is all about, it is only twenty minutes away after all...

    Now I'm tired, and I'm going to bed.
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    Well, it is the dawn of yet another Sunday, and as usual I am rather slow with the whole getting up issue.

    However, it is not due to alcohol, no, this time it is because some bright spark decided to have a fire alarm this morning, waking me up. As such I have been drifting around since about eight when I dragged myself up the second time out of boredom. (One I get up it is impossible for me to go to sleep again.)

    Therefore I have decided to burn down the house of our senior resident tutor. I feel comfortable writing this as I write this Blog (semi) anonymously, and will claim that it is a coincidence.

    Plus, those of you who know me will know I am joking.

    Those of you who know me really well better just stay quiet.

    Now I'm tired, where are my matches...
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    Saturday, February 14, 2004

    Well, Horny was much better tonight than usual, I counted at least 4 songs over as many hours that I did not hate...

    (--This portion deleted due to unwarranted display of emotions.--)

    I still think men have it harder than women in these issues.

    Now I'm pissed, and I'm going to bed.
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    Friday, February 13, 2004

    I am all dressed up, I have been where I wanted to go, and my hair is positively rigid.

    If I told you how I feel, you would not believe me.

    Drunk as I am, there are still things I will not write here. Perhaps I will make yet another Blog so that I can write the things that I really want to, without fear of retaliation...

    Now I'm pissed, and I'm going to bed.
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    Thursday, February 12, 2004

    I am alive. Sorry.

    That is about all I have time for, it has been hectic, but I will quickly report a small injury sustained skiing, it's probably easier if I just give you the links...

    The Fall
    The Injury

    The second link is approximately 5 minutes after the fall. It has been closed up, and most of the blood has been wiped off.
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