Long time no see…

Why hi.

So I kind of forgot to update this after France :3

BUT DON’T WORRY. I HAVE RETURNED. ALL IS WELL.

Now to talk about some various things I have done.

So, France was nice. The weather was ok, possibly a bit rainy, but not too bad. We did lots of DIY stuff, like laying Lino down, and painting doors, so that it’s a bit nicer when a load of people (including my parents and possibly me) go back there in late August for what will essentially be a massive PissUp. Also, I love the ridiculousness of French laws on alcohol. At 16, you can buy 13% Beers.

13%. Thirteen Percent.

THAT’S LIKE A BOTTLE OF WINE. IN BEER FORM.

So after thatttt, I saw Pendulum, which was pretty awesome. Very hot and sweaty, and there was this drunk weird Scottish dude, who kept trying to get a piggyback of his wife, and she kept punching him off, which was funny, but disturbing.

And today I drank about 10 cans of Vimto, which was probably not the best idea ever, but it was worth it.

Sooooo yeah. That’s probably the intresting things I’ve done in the last week or so.

BYEDEBYEEEE

Oh. And

brb France

Vive l'Emperouer.

Yes, I am off to France tomorrow for 4 or 5 days. So no blogs till Tuesday.

READY YOUR AIR GUITARS!

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I’m just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I’m easy come, easy go, Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn’t really matter to me, to me
Mama I just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he’s dead
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, Didn’t mean to make you cry,
If I’m not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine, body’s aching all the time
Goodbye, ev’rybody, I’ve got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh, I don’t want to die,
I sometimes wish I’d never been born at all
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright’ning me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico I’m just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He’s just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go
(Let me go) Will not let you go (Let me go) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can’t do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters,
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows

Insert appropriate air guitar solos.

A spade will do too.

Fuck this shit…

I’m not blogging today.

Here, have something funny in German.

IKEA – Affordable Sweedish Flat Pack Crap

It’s quite cool though. We went there today, with the intention of buying a couple of rugs, and came back with a load of chairs, a new filing cabinet, a load of stickers/pictures for my room.

OH GOD, IT'S MENACING!

So that was cool. The only downside is making the bloody stuff, which is so annoying, as it’s like “ALLEN KEYS” and it’s invariably difficult to get the bolts to bite into the thread for them.

On a vaugely related note, I just remembered Weebl and Bob.

PIKEA

http://www.weebl.jolt.co.uk/pikea.htm

http://www.weebl.jolt.co.uk/pikea2.htm

http://www.weebl.jolt.co.uk/pikea3.htm

That’s actually quite true to what it’s like… Except without the pies.

Bands – Part 2.

Let me sum up my current feelings toward Band A.

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Today’s practice was going alright for a while, playing through songs we all knew well, and then it was the “Oh lets play this song now.”

“This song” is the song that I’d not actually been properly told about, and had no idea about the structure or how it goes. So when a bassline is DEMANDED from me, and I can’t think of one off the top of my head, as I’ve only heard the song once fully, out pops this prewritten one by Mr Lead Guitarist, to which my reaction is “Well then why did you want me to make something, when you clearly already have an idea of what you want???”

Much frustration later, I had to resist the urge to throw my bass out the window, out of sheer annoyance, and then went home.

My sister has a dog.

And it has the same name as my mum.

So me and my brother spent a large portion of today drawing comparisons between the two. It’s quite a nice dog though, and I’m not really a dog person, so that’s something. It’s a Whippet, and it’s fairly quiet and peaceful, which is good, as jumpy dogs aren’t really my favourite thing.

SPOILER ALERT

Let’s just hope it doesn’t turn into The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime…

Though, they don’t have a garden…

And I’m not very asperges/autistic

So really, the chances of it actually turning into that book are fairly slim, but there’s always a chance!

On a side note, I realise I missed yesterday’s blog. Short reason as to why: Too lazy and couldn’t really think of anything.

Chalk makes your hands dry

But it does mean that you can climb a lot better, as it absorbs the sweat. It is pretty handy (no pun intended) to have with you when you’re climbing.

So yes, today was the weekly climbing trip up to Warwick Uni’s wall.  A good 4 or 5 hours of hardcore climbing up and around stuff. Did some good bouldering too today, and I’ve definitely improved a lot since I’ve been going regurlaly. It really does make you more hardcore in the muscley terms.

And that is pretty much all I can say, that can’t be summed up in this clip.

Oh Family Guy.

Raped by a pair of scissors.

My hair that is. Had a hair cut today, not sure whether or not I really like it. It’s basically the same as before, but there’s less of it, and it just seems a little strange, though I’ll probably get used to it fairly quickly. But I don’t really care that much to be honest, it’s not like iI’m going to Milan for the fasion week or anything.

In other news: I tried to reinstall BF2 today, and discovered that the disc has a scratchy thing on it, so the installer gets stuck trying to install the Dalain Plant map.

Because shooting the tank with your AK-101 will kill it.

So that’s a bit gay, as I quite fancied playing BF2. I installed BF2142, and whilst in gameplay terms they’re pretty much the same, there’s nothing really like driving a Jeepy thing through a load of US Marines in the Middle East/China…

Also, I wanted to get Forgotten Hope 2 (Awesome mod for BF2) and PR (Another awesome mod), but no BF2 – No mods.

Cocks.

I need to get more sleep…

But it’s pretty damn hard when next door’s builders turn up at 7:45 AM, and you’ve only been asleep for about 4 and a half hours (stayed up watching Glastonbury highlights with my parents). Yes, I could go to bed earlier, but the chances are that I’d just lie in bed and read anyway, and that doesn’t stop the builders being unusually eager.

On a completely unrelated note, I rearranged my room a bit today, so my desk is now in a different place, which means that the sun isn’t going to shine through my windows onto my screen every day. I also sorted out all my books, DVDs and games, and realised how many I have; lots.

Just a few

But they’re all sat on a shelf now, so it’s easy to find them, and choose which I want to play.

AND THAT IS FALLOUT 3, BUT I HAVEN’T GOT IT, OR ANY MONEY TO BUY IT!
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