Not really. But I do have the Reeves and Mortimer song in my head.
 I’m going on holiday on Sunday - how exciting! I’m going to Cyprus with Dunc to visit his Mum and it’s going to be dead warm and things which will be nice.
The tax man gave me some money back the other day as well, so I can afford a GBA SP for my travels. I’ll be able to play old gameboy games which is a bit cool. My brother’s lent me Pokemon red and yellow so I’m going to play those on the plane. And I’m getting a new ipod tomorrow. I’ve been spoiled by the good people in the income tax office. Perhaps they’ll buy me that pony I’ve always dreamed of…
Hmm… This isn’t very interesting is it? Sorry. I feel like death warmed up and I’m on my lunch at work wishing I could go home but I can’t because you can’t take the day before your holidays off work poorly as they automatically assume you’re skiving.
Perhaps I will delete this post when I think of something good to say.
Speaking of Lord of the Rings, has anyone else noticed that in the film Gandalf can happily call the services of a massive eagle if he so chooses, but then he just lets Frodo go on that ridiculously long walk even though he has tiny legs and has never left the Shire before?
That seems a bit cruel to me. Perhaps it should have just gone:
“But Gandalf, this journey seems like it’s going to be pretty long - is there no way you can help?” (I’m aware this is not a line from the film or book, so shut up.)
“Why yes. I just happen to have at my command a MASSIVE FUCKING EAGLE. Would you just like to ride that to Mount Doom, thus shortening this trilogy by about 10 hours?”
“Yeah, alright. Then we’re less likely to run into any trouble and also it’ll be loads quicker. Thanks Gandalf, you’re excellent.”
In case you’re thinking I don’t like the movies or the books so far, I do. I just noticed that in the film and it’s annoyed me ever since.
Another thing I noticed recently is that Titanic is one of the worst films ever made. It’s absolute mince from beginning to end. It was on telly recently; I don’t own it or anything.
I’ve missed my blog. Now I have somewhere else to force people read my ramblings. Hurrah!
Things which have annoyed me recently:
Walkers and Tesco have changed their crisps and now they’re not as crunchy and they taste a bit weird. Apparently they’ve made them healthier, but I don’t really see the point in trying to make something healthy when is so clearly meant to be unhealthy. Bastards. I may need to find a new snack of choice, but that is easier said than done as I am hopelessly addicted to crisps.
That stupid hair advert with that man on it with the stupid annoying face.
That is all.
I don’t think much has really happened since I last blogged, which is a bit upsetting because it’s been so long.
I got a job eventually, working in the call centre of a place which sells water gardens. Then I got a new job in the same place as the assistant buyer (promotion after 2 months there – skills) which is lots better and means I don’t have to talk to the general public which is nice.
The cat is now quite large and is made from pure evil. We think he might actually be a bit mentally ill because of how weird he is. He’s not allowed outside yet, which could be contributing but I think he’s just horrible and likes attacking people (me in particular).
Not entirely sure what else has happened. I’ve had some housemates. Duncan has moved in. The house is messy.
I finally bought and started reading Lord of the Rings (I’m fully aware of how bad it is that I haven’t read them up until now) and so far not that much has happened. They went on a walk for a bit and now they’re lost in a forest. I’m hoping something epic will happen soon, perhaps a helicopter explosion.
This is a weird blog post. I need to get back into the swing of it, so I will try to write more regularly than never and hopefully it will all be alright…
Yesterday was a day of tragedy that shall never be forgotten:
- 11.30 am - Trevor Macdonald found to be missing from his bowl. Preliminary search inconclusive.
- 11.35 am - Hobbes T. Cat named as main suspect.
- 12:45 pm - Hobbes T. Cat cleared of murder when Mother Park pointed out the lack of water spillage around the bowl.
- 1.00 pm -Lunch
- 3.00 pm - Thorough search reveals corpse in coal bucket.
- 3.01 pm - Corpse identified as Trevor Macdonald - Siamese fighting fish.
- 3.05 pm - Verdict: Suicide.
If you didn’t want to be my friend at school, then why in the name of all that is logical would you want to be my friend now!? There are people adding me who I know for a fact actively disliked me at school! Not that I did anything wrong; just a clash of opinions you understand…
Also, it seems I am the only person who went to Red House who hated it and doesn’t have fond memories… I know that reminiscing always happens through rose tinted glasses (not literally. Like if everyone had a pair of rose tinted glasses and had to wear them before remembering things fondly.) but still. Nearly every teacher there treated us all like 5 year olds up until we left and if you weren’t either massively academic or really sporty you were shit.
Rant over. I do have nice memories of all my friends of course, and Facebook has helped me get in touch with some who I lost touch with through being a bit rubbish. So that’s good.
The other problem with Facebook is that I’m a very nosy person so it’s really addictive.
The nice man from Tesco brought me some food today so I can eat again! Hurrah! I managed to order nothing unhealthy apart from crisps. I always do that and then wish I’d at least bought some Rich Tea biscuits or something… Plus, I keep remembering things I should have ordered. Like Ryvita.
Today I watched ‘half ton hospital’ with Jeremy Kyle. It was about a hospital in NYC which specialises in making fat people thin again. Or something. And when I say fat, I mean FAT. As in 55 stone. That’s more than 5 1/2 of me. There was one man who ate 15,000 calories a day. Good lord!