…on Moonlight Bay

So that’s it. One month in my life. God it’s boring isn’t it? What did I learn over the past month?

• I have no desire to get fit even though my body feels worse than the beginning of November
• Learning a language is good, even if you just use it to insult someone who cut in front of you
• I’d prefer to know if I’ve got or not got a job about a week after the interview, not still waiting for an answer two weeks afterwards
• People do actually read this blog, or rather they read it because of NaBloPoMo
• Although by mentioning Gamesmaster I may have helped someone with a quest he’s had for about ten years
• People only bid on ebay auctions in the last 24 hours
• The word snark is something I’ll never use (at least not in context anyway)
• I really want a Wii. So much so that I’m going to Tescos at midnight on the off chance that they have one. I rang them up & they didn’t confirm or say anything of use really.
• Thinking of thirteen things to blog about on one day along with everyday posts requires Superhuman effort
• I might try blogging everyday from now on
• World of Warcraft free trial take ages to download the update (will report on MMO’s over the weekend)
• Hostingplex are a shower of dunces
• Beta blogger is annoying if you have comments and they don’t migrate properly
• Freya gets very jealous of cute girls that I like – even if I’ve never met them (and never will)
• My tummy does not like it if I eat chilis
• I never finished my story about possibly meeting Amber Benson (I didn’t by the way but did meet Jasmine Hyde who is very cute as well)
• I am good at bowling, I just need to practise more
• Arena is very rubbish
• My band will have the best name ever

Cheerio!

1,2,3 let’s go!

Dan Aykroyd is making wine.

Is this part of the Sideways effect? Apparently Sideways made wine culture cool again. It’s resulted in a bizarre Top Gear meets Food And Drink BBC2 show which is pretty much a copy of Sideways but with far more insults. And now it’s caused Dan Aykroyd to invest in Ontario wines.

The thing is Sideways was enjoyable, but it’s still not made me want to drink wine. Wine just totally annoys my taste buds. I always think wine should taste like blackcurrant juice as it looks like blackcurrant juice. I know that’s not the case, but my tastebuds are expecting blackcurrant juice and they’re disappointed with the slightly dry taste that wine gives me.

Similarly I don’t like coffee, tea or any hot drink. But I will drink Coke which apparently you could clean your toilet with. My taste buds are weird. They allowed me to eat that dodgy sandwich today that caused me to go to the toilet for a long time.

Anyway, Ontario wines? I think they need more than one million dollars to be invested in them to make them cool. Particularly now Dan Aykroyd invests in them.

Although Dan Aykroyd may be becoming cool again now there’s a band (sort of) named after him. Behold:

Dananananaykroyd

Possibly the best name ever for a band, apart from my band which will be called Benji Bear and the Modern Haircuts.

…dirty little monsters

According to an article in the Guardian today (which I can’t find in the Guardian but at ABC news) sitting up straight is bad for you, but so is lying down. Apparently the best thing to do at work to prevent back ache is to sit at 135 degrees – making your back the hypotenuse in the office chair right-angled-triangle.

Now I tried sitting like this today and it didn’t work. In fact I felt my back more than ever before, usually I sit at around 175 degrees (slightly slouching yes, but I don’t care about work at the moment so my stance needs to reflect this) and my back is never noticed by me.

My revolutionary method of preventing back ache is – if something hurts don’t do it anymore. But try to sit straight if at all possible.

Oh and ABCnews? Don’t illustrate a feature on how to sit properly by having someone crane their neck up towards the ceiling and by someone sitting on the side of their chair with their arms resting on the back:

Idiots.

…I heard some drink was involved

I hate PC’s. For ages Nokia Lifeblog has decided not to work on the PC. All of a sudden it’s working again. Except now the virus checker doesn’t want to update. Huh? How did that happen?

So now I’ll get really annoyed by this & spend half the night trying to get the virus checker up & running again. Not a good time to spend my evenings. Particularly as I really need to catch up on my sleep. I nearly passed out at 5pm because I was tired/hungry. Of course I’ve done no exercise so I doubt that’ll help… To think that over the course of NaBloPoMo I was meant to be doing some exercises and kick myself into gear.

Hopefully if I get the job at the rival company I’ll join the gym there and become healthy. Or at least healthier.

Cheerio.

…Montana/Autumn/78

Although it might help if I actually include the underscore in the e-mail when I try sending it off.

Let’s see if it works now.

…although he’s looking rough

And after saying blogger beta hasn’t appeared to change anything I’ve found out that almost all the comments that people have made over the course over NaBloPoMo have been turned to anonymous. Doing detective work I think I’ve uncovered the blog addresses for the people who did this, but let me know if I mucked it up.

One thing I did notice from digging around blogger whilst trying to get this fixed is that I can actually blog via e-mail. So all the time I was bored at work thinking of stuff to do I could actually be composing a blog saying how bored I was at work. So this has been composed via e-mail in a trial attempt before I do a proper blog tomorrow.

Yesterday I actually had to do some proper man work. Well, ok, it was just replacing a fluorescent tube in the kitchen (because it kept flicking on and off) but this is one of the few areas of fixing stuff that I actually know anything about. See I was a part-time caretaker at my old school where my Dad was a teacher. Pretty much all my job involved was being the butt of the main caretaker’s (Nobby Noble) jokes and helping him out with the crappy jobs he didn’t want to do.

So I spent my break from Uni doing weed killing (even though the brand of weed killer we were using was (I think) illegal in Germany), emptying the bins out, getting the seats out for lunchtime in the dining hall and fixing the lights. That’s how I know that fluorescent lights have a starter as well as the tube.

Of course something Freya & I mucked up on was measuring the tube. We did it in centimetres and then when we got to the hardware shop in town we found out they didn’t say on the tube how long they were (and the only measurements to hand were in feet). Very frustrating. Particularly as everyone in Yorkshire appeared to be in town yesterday so the place was rammed. I hate when places are busy. I think I have a kind of claustraphobia but it heightens more when I can’t walk or move anywhere because there are too many people. Freya feels the same way so she was getting rather grumpy as well.

Luckily we managed to get away and we felt much better after getting a sandwich. But we only had a starter for the light and trying that actually didn’t help – the tube had gone.

I had to go back into town to find a tube. Perhaps asking for help. But then I called into a shop on the way into town on the off chance that they had one. And they did. We got stressed out in town for absolutely no reason. Gach.

EDIT: Just tried sending this via e-mail and it didn’t actually work. CURSE YOU BLOGGER BETA!

…and nothing keeps me down

Except for the fact that I stayed up until 3.30am this morning watching the Ashes on Sky. So I think I’ll be spending a lot of tomorrow in bed. In fact I was half asleep by seven tonight so I think it shouldn’t be too hard to drop off.

I’ve been tired all week so watching the Ashes was a very foolish thing to do. So was drinking three Wobblies* during the match so I woke up feeling like someone shat in my cereal.

So my new rule is to go to bed at exactly the same time that Freya does. Hopefully that should reduce my tiredness somewhat. Also I should really start doing some sort of exercise. I remember coming home drunk two weeks ago and doing a bizarre hopskotch move for a long stretch of pavement and feeling quite knackered after it. If I feel fitter then I’ll probably feel less tired.

Let’s see.

Oh and I’ve moved to the new blogger thing. This means I can add tags to posts (prediction: ‘tired’ will be the most popular tag) but nothing else looks different. Well not at first glance anyway.

* Wobblies = Warsteiner – the Queen of beers apparently

…and Schmidt and Schmidt!

So my original blog has gone by the wayside as I only have twenty minutes now to write this.

The original plan was to write about my top ten crushes (excluding Freya as she is obviously the highest).

Anyway the picture to the right has my top crush. The girl from the Rakes Work, Work Work (pub, club, sleep) video.

It’s hard to know why I fancy her so much. It could be the slight red tint to her hair. It could be the fact that over the course of the video she flirt with all of The Rakes* in someway, so I must be able to have a chance with her.

Mostly it’s because when she flirts with the drummer (the scene showing here) she wiggles her hips in a nice way and licks her lips. I love it when a girl licks her lips.

* I don’t know their names but I have named (from left to right) drummer: Steve, guitarist: Nigel, singer: Paul, bassist: Kingston (real name: Simon).

…when it’s right it’s right

Except for those times where you’re told that you’re currently the strongest candidate for a role, but that the company will not be making a decision until they interview some people on the 1st. Which means you won’t have a decision about the role for three weeks after your interview.

And they want me to work for them after they treat me like that? (Oh yeah the paragraph above was all about me. Sorry if you are in a similar situation and thought I could help out)

…and willing to sacrifice

Things not to do in Winter:

Don’t leave your shoes right by the front door as this results in you walking around in what feels to be blocks of ice in the morning.

Brrr.