| THIS IS A WAR! |
[Aug. 15th, 2004|05:35 pm] |
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Seems a while since I posted, so a long'un I'm afraid:
Ummmmm ... Thursday watched The Bourne Identity with Hils, it was very good but people had over-hyped it for me and I was a bit disappointed. It reminded me a lot of Day of the Jackal, but it wasn't as good. Superb script though, a very very good cast (yay for Brian 'the only good Hannibal Lecter' Cox!) and some good if uninspired direction. Another film that suffered from 'let's cut a film that's clearly a 15 so that 12-year olds who probably already have extensive hard-core porn collections can watch it' syndrome - hands up, King Arthur (which apparently may get an 18 cert DVD release - yay again!). Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing Supremacy on Monday - supposed to be a fair bit better.
Friday - Friday was drinky day. Not only did I manage to get through another Friday without getting too maudlin, I actually had a good night. It was Greg's slightly premature birthday celebration and me and Mike and Jacqui went to proffer gifts and drink copiously. I mainly talked to Jacqui, who didn't really know anyone there but me and Mike, and I probably bored her socks off with my ramblings, but hey, I had fun.
Saturday was more house hunting. My dad was down to take me for lunch and he came along. So my big news is, I think I've found somewhere, which seemed like a good idea at the time but I'm having some major doubts now. My dad kind of badgered me into taking it before I was dead certain, and I am worried now. There follows a list of good points followed by said worries:
-Really, REALLY nice house - converted uber-bungalow thing.
-REALLY big room (converted garage, 17' X 9' I think).
-The one housemate-to-be that I've met seems like a good bloke.
-Good landlords, not like the evil capitalist fucks I've met so far.
-Dead near work and near to Hils and Jacqui.
-Broadband, and all over facilities that one could reasonably want.
-Quite expensive, and may be very expensive, because it's provisionally a student house and I may get stuck with the whole council tax bill. Also, because I listened to my dad, I don't even know whether the room will be furnished, whether there's a bond, in short I have no idea what this is going to cost me. I'm anal about money and this is bugging me no end.
-Quite a way out of town, a bit too far really, and bloody miles from Gregs. I hate cycling.
-Here's the biggie: What's happened is, my prospective landlords have bought a house for their son, who's doing an MRES at York, and they're renting out the other rooms. But, they're converting the house first. So, all I've seen is a family house that at some future point will be a six-bedroom student house. I have no idea what it will really look like, or when it will be ready, or how much it will cost me, or anything really. Now, they seem like really nice people, and I sort of trust them, but not enough not to be a bit nervous about the whole deal. Plus, there are going to be four other housemates who I know nothing about because - like the house - they don't exist yet. The more I think (and write about this) the more insane it seems. It might be great and it might be a fucking disaster.
So, that's that. Hopefully, I'll know more soon. What do people think?
And ... there's more!
Saturday evening we had a very big game of heroclix, with the Ultimate X-Men versus the Ultimate Avengers versus sort-of-the-JLA and sort-of-The Defenders. It was VERY bloody. I might have won if I hadn't betrayed a truce with Greg that drove him to sacrifice all his remaining figures trying to take me down. All in all, I played very dirtily and got what I deserved. Mike won, and James came second. Greg came last - tee hee!
Finally, today, I've been playing Thief: Deadly Shadows (which is fab) and I watched Day of the Dead again as article-research - the article that I should be writing now. Not quite as good as I remember it, I have to admit, but a lot better than most people make out. Romero's Land of the Dead is on it's way - look ready!
Right, done. There follows my zombie story, hope people like it, and I'd particularly like the opinion of my fellow living dead expert Flickums. I'll post the article when it's finished as well. |
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| Disneyland X-Ray is now open. |
[Aug. 10th, 2004|06:47 pm] |
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You're Guantanamo Bay!
While often confused for a messed-up pig farmer, you're actually a
small-time swimmer. Some call you a parasite and it's true that you're really only
separate from everyone around you because of a technicality. Still, it's a technicality
that allows all manner of terrible things to happen in your presence. You feel
ridiculously confined in the space you've been given, eat only bread and water, and get
to talk to someone you want to once a month or so. Take comfort in this ongoing hell...
it's all in the name of freedom!
Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
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| Ooooh yeah. |
[Aug. 3rd, 2004|12:02 am] |
You are Fozzie Bear.
You are caring and love your friends as if they
were family. For only they will put up with
your stupid jokes.
FAVORITE EXPRESSION:
"Wocka! Wocka!"
FAVORITE AUTHOR:
Gags Beasley, comedy writer
HOBBIES:
Telling jokes, dodging tomatoes
QUOTE:
"Why did the chicken cross the road?"
NEVER LEAVES HOME WITHOUT:
His joybuzzer, his whoopee cushion and Clyde, the
rubber chicken.
What Muppet are you?
brought to you by Quizilla |
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| So that's the secret of the universe, it's so simple... |
[Jul. 17th, 2004|11:06 pm] |
Just wanted to say sorry again to everyone for yesterday's craziness. My mum said that it was the kind of thing my dad would do, which is her most damning criticism, and it reminded what a dick I'd been. I'm working on the sanity thing, honestly, so everybody please keep reading.
I'm feeling a vague sense of triumph right now because I finally had the nerve to go and try the house washing machine again, which has caused me so much pain and suffering in the past. So far, no flooding, although it's early days.
And, to Flickums: I watched the Bebop episode where they're all 'shrooming - bloody mentalist! Definately my favourite so far.
There follows the story that I've been rambling on about all week - I read it to my mum and we were both close to tears by the end! Hey, not that it's depressing. It has a happy ending, I swear it. Anyway, I like it and I finally feel like I'm making a bit of progress. Hils will notice the bit slightly ripped off Bab 5 - but hey, he was only ripping off Bester's 'The Demolished Man' anyway. So it's all OK.
Ooh, just watched the Aliens Vs Predator trailer - hard to say, but I think it looks kinda good. Ah hell, I'm excited anyway. |
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