Ever felt like you're living in one of those trendy hip dark satirical things on the telly? It's a strange feeling thinking you could be caught up in the Truman show, but with lots more dark humour and dramatic irony.
And how/what/why is Jeepers Creepers 2. It's not even B-movie bad, it's just boring.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, you're only an hour away.
Tomorrow we see what Jenni has done at work. I have done stuff... Oh wibbles.
Friday, January 05, 2007
Bill and Teds Most Excellent Adventure
...is on the telly. Feel a lil bit squiggly, in an ungood way. Maybe smokes are due their demise in my spending of time. That said, the girl in the Nicontinell ad with the motorbike and the pout looks damn cool.
Should really be more appreciative/constructive with the time, it's one of the only, if not the only, thing that I have a lot of at present, but the one thing I've never managed to find is something to spend it on that doesn't ultimately disappoint, bore or overwhelm me.
Generally one finds oneself out of her depth on a regular basis, and has become so used to blagging by way of treading water, one isn't sure her feet haven't become soggy flippers incapable of supporting the little weight one carries.
Should really be more appreciative/constructive with the time, it's one of the only, if not the only, thing that I have a lot of at present, but the one thing I've never managed to find is something to spend it on that doesn't ultimately disappoint, bore or overwhelm me.
Generally one finds oneself out of her depth on a regular basis, and has become so used to blagging by way of treading water, one isn't sure her feet haven't become soggy flippers incapable of supporting the little weight one carries.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Aural Invasion: Accompaniment to City Life
The development of mobile telephones as multimedia devices is a mini revolution. You can send email, browse the web, capture those precious moments where you find yourself without your camera, cam-corder (to experience fireworks through the screen of your phone is second to none, except maybe actually watching them) or dictaphone, listen to music and share it with those around you!
In the supermarket, on the bus, in the pub (though this will likely have you asked to present some form of identification, confirming that you are under-age, and that you are the cause of my eternal frown) walking down the street, or even just sat on a wall, having a smoke, outside my flat.
I'd like to believe that were these tinny-music dependent teens trailing around with a 10lb ghetto blaster skilfully balanced on their skinny shoulders, I'd be more appreciative of their somewhat random taste in music, but better speakers does not better music make. To have bland noise branded on the sensitive ear-drum of a connoisseur such as I (and most of the other people my age around here)would be infinitely more damaging than a moment of sound grazing ones earlobe.
The most public transport fun to be had this festive season, is to sing along to other peoples mp3 players, that have headphones plugged in. Either we're going deaf or headphones are growing more leaky as they shrink (though still not small enough to stay in my ears) But no-one will give you a look quite like the person sat opposite you, quietly listening to Christina Aguilera, as you look out the window and sing along.
In the supermarket, on the bus, in the pub (though this will likely have you asked to present some form of identification, confirming that you are under-age, and that you are the cause of my eternal frown) walking down the street, or even just sat on a wall, having a smoke, outside my flat.
I'd like to believe that were these tinny-music dependent teens trailing around with a 10lb ghetto blaster skilfully balanced on their skinny shoulders, I'd be more appreciative of their somewhat random taste in music, but better speakers does not better music make. To have bland noise branded on the sensitive ear-drum of a connoisseur such as I (and most of the other people my age around here)would be infinitely more damaging than a moment of sound grazing ones earlobe.
The most public transport fun to be had this festive season, is to sing along to other peoples mp3 players, that have headphones plugged in. Either we're going deaf or headphones are growing more leaky as they shrink (though still not small enough to stay in my ears) But no-one will give you a look quite like the person sat opposite you, quietly listening to Christina Aguilera, as you look out the window and sing along.
Friday, December 22, 2006
EXPERIENCE
The notorious blagger isn't too sure that they will be able to take on the opportunity that will be presented in January without fucking it up. A lot. It's strange how something a person does with great regularity can still scare them. A lot.
Maybe should stop trying to be and get used to existing.
Maybe should stop trying to be and get used to existing.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Darn You With a Needle
"The things I put online are almost certainly not the whole story of me. We all have things we wouldn't want our neighbors, families, or bosses to know. I'll bet that you behave different around you're grandmother than you do your drinking buddies. Which one is the real you? We all have facets to our persona's. The one I share online is only part of me."
I tend to agree with this.
I'm generally quite adept at comparing myself with others;
i.e. judging who I am on an equal footing with, and those
that I can consider inferior or superior to me.
Sometimes good or bad experiences and memories can colour
our opinion of another.
Sometimes one can find that one is regarded higher in
comparison to another, higher than one would regard oneself.
I'm pretty good at blagging, but I don't enjoy feeling like
a con.
I don't like being 'placed above my station'
I don't like unrealistic expectation.
I don't like not being believed when I correct a
misconception about me.
I don't like being put on a pedestal.
I tend to agree with this.
I'm generally quite adept at comparing myself with others;
i.e. judging who I am on an equal footing with, and those
that I can consider inferior or superior to me.
Sometimes good or bad experiences and memories can colour
our opinion of another.
Sometimes one can find that one is regarded higher in
comparison to another, higher than one would regard oneself.
I'm pretty good at blagging, but I don't enjoy feeling like
a con.
I don't like being 'placed above my station'
I don't like unrealistic expectation.
I don't like not being believed when I correct a
misconception about me.
I don't like being put on a pedestal.
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