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These are some pretty old posts! I don't blog that much any more, but if they are of interest, feel free to browse. Alternatively, you can go back to the homepage to see some more recent stuff.
These are some pretty old posts! I don't blog that much any more, but if they are of interest, feel free to browse. Alternatively, you can go back to the homepage to see some more recent stuff.
The wedding was awesome in so many ways. The whole weekend was, in fact. But now I am ill =S Wedding photo links follow: Andy’s: http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b388/A-Guy/The%20Wedding/ Apologies for the brief posting.
2.25 hours on phone + 1 hour past bedtime + no time for supper = cotton-wool brains
I have on my desk: Half a bottle of bad port A nearly-full bottle of Blue Charge A glass. So, should I perform the ultimate sin?
UV-fluorescent body paint is awesome. Drinking tea in nightclubs is awesome. Actual space to dance in is awesome. Smuggling bottles of port into nightclubs is awesome. Soul Calibur on giant TVs is awesome. London is awesome. Going to bed at 6am is awesome. My friends are awesome. Thank you.
And so, with the beginnings of Autumn, another year begins to draw to a close. Today is the first of October - exactly a year since, worried by the future and by my rapidly-dwindling time at university, I made a wish. This is what I wished: If there is only...
Righty, with poor old Suzaku now on its last legs and my parents declaring it a fire hazard, I’m putting together a new machine to pass the time until the Great DirectX 10 Splurge. It’s going to be one of those Shuttle jobs, small enough that I can move it...
To: The director, scriptwriter and associated staff of the recently-released movie “Right at Your Door” Should you wish to follow up the no-doubt superbly mediocre reception of your film with another, I highly reccommend the conversion from story to film of some bunch of crap by a talentless hack known...
As always, post-LARP fever is getting to me. For three days I’ve dealt with matters of life and death in a place a thousand miles and a world away, and tomorrow… Tomorrow I have to get up at 6am, go to work and pretend none of it really happened. I’m...
The weather’s sunny, nights are well moon-lit, my bag is mostly packed, and the whole place smells of liquid latex. It must be Maelstrom time again!
Maelstrom Panic! Racheet, is it still okay for me to stay over at yours? Mark, if you’re heading up on Thursday do you want to co-ordinate trains? As requested by Racheet, I am required to inform the lady Anna that the aforementioned is beyond madly in love with you for...