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The Blogtometrist: April 2008
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Monday, 14 April 2008. I'd never be able to keep this blog a day nonsense up. Not that much happened yesterday anyway. I took back control of the weekly shop. Saving pennies and ensuring we weren't left scratching our heads wondering what the hell we were going to have to eat. The missus always seems to make a good job of having enough for two meals and then there's nowt for the rest of the week. Yes, perhaps a blog a day is only ever gonna be a yawn fest eh? Monday, April 14, 2008. For The Love of Waffle.
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The Blogtometrist: An Hairxperiment
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Thursday, 10 April 2008. Bless my greasy heed! Seven days in and still not the faintest drop of shampoo has touched my scalp. What’s that? 8221; I hear you cry? Well that’s as well as may be and you’re entitled to your opinions, but I reserve the right to conduct hairxperiments under my own steam. I must now try to hold my resolve and not wash it for a further 35 days to see the results. Hopefully I will avoid attracting a small swarm of flies. Thursday, April 10, 2008. I've known a lot of folks wot drea...
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The Blogtometrist: June 2007
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Wednesday, 27 June 2007. It's been a couple of weeks now and I'm still awaiting the outcome of my work based "Internet indiscretions". This has really pissed me off. Feeling as though I have precious few options in the job market beyond the realms "paper shuffler extraordinaire" I find my own personal time being consumed on a project to help me go further in a job I don't actually even like. Where did it all go wrong? Probably in my haste to leave my education behind me. sigh. Wednesday, June 27, 2007.
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The Blogtometrist: June 2009
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Thursday, 4 June 2009. This morning, bereft of any entertaining reading material to help reduce the monotony of my daily commute, I decided to put this time to good use. Choosing to indulge in a bit of mobilular. Housekeeping (yup, them's. Are) having noticed that the scrolling bar on my sent and received text messages was minute to the point of being infinitesimally small. I never feel good about this, but sometimes that message just isn't worth spending an extra ten pence upon. Oh yes, texting. During ...
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Good Night, And Good Luck: June 2007
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Good Night, And Good Luck. Monday, June 25, 2007. Meg White: Hot or Not? Well, I broke a heart at work, but that's more ludicrous that newsworthy, especially considering I didn't know I did it. Alaina has spent the last God knows how long telling me that I am something of a catch, and I have spent the corresponding time saying something along the lines of "Yeah, right" and then weeping copiously alone in my cold, peeling rooms. But maybe? Yeah, right. God, I sound like a stuck record sometimes. So we com...
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Good Night, And Good Luck: January 2010
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Good Night, And Good Luck. Saturday, January 02, 2010. I'm watching Black Books as Emma looks up the TV we're watching on Wikipedia. The lives of Bernard and Manny seemed pretty tempting when I was twenty five-the misanthropy, the booze, the predictable sitcom structure. Now, it's still funny, but I'm 30 now and don't regard a bottomless bottle of cheap Rioja as the highpoint of civilisation. I've got an Ikea catalogue app on my iPhone these days. Good Night, and Good Luck. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Good Night, And Good Luck: July 2007
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Good Night, And Good Luck. Thursday, July 05, 2007. Some Opinions are Best Kept to Oneself. Well, maybe not that one. Of course, the Frostie's-style secret formula was finally set out in America by the 1950's, ready for us Brits to absorb. But what of now? Off of In Utero, and Room on the 3rd Floor. By McFly, and why Toxic. By Britney Spears will last many, many years, but Slave 4 U. After that, there are more technical elements of structure. Everything comes in sections of four (bars in an intro, li...
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Good Night, And Good Luck: February 2006
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Good Night, And Good Luck. Saturday, February 25, 2006. Hello This is my ranting. There will be more of it. But what is there to love? Manchester United are the biggest sporting club in the world, but who owns it? Oh, come on, treat me with some fucking inteligence! An integral team member gone, but still enough to win? Sounds like a good team to me. An integral member gone, and then the rest fall apart in the fifteen minutes he's not there? What do you think? The papers sell us all this, it fills the sc...
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Good Night, And Good Luck: April 2008
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Good Night, And Good Luck. Friday, April 25, 2008. The Cool Blue Face of Heartbreak. Yes, it's everyone. It was that (plus an even crapper computer than I have now) which drove me to Facebook in the first place. So, nice interface aside, what is it about FB (as it's known to no-one apart from me) that is so riling me? Good Night, and Good Luck. Wednesday, April 09, 2008. Feindishly Addictive Little Sweets. Not liking football makes me a social leper. It's the first question almost. As a real person (and ...
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Good Night, And Good Luck: April 2006
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Good Night, And Good Luck. Friday, April 21, 2006. Fear Of Falling Satellites. Fear Of Falling Satellites. Do fuck all but sleep and eat and get stroked for the best part of twenty years. These are clearly karmic remards, bestowed on those who dedicated their lives to the poor and disadvantaged, and as a reward from the Almighty, they get to be cats. QED. My cat used to be Ghandi. Good night, and good luck. Tuesday, April 18, 2006. The Second Great Train Chase. After a while spent laying in silence on on...
