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OK, so some of my blogs entries are to do with stuff I see in the news, which I see via my Google Reader feed which I generally see at work. I can’t blog from work (well, not easily, the iPhone and Wordpress don’t get on so well) as it’s against corporate policy (yes, I do flaunt it from time to time) so if I see an item I like I email the URL to myself and deal with it when I get home. Except I’ve noticed that the BBC change their stories. Same URL, different text to what I was reading 5 hours ago. No good if it doesn’t contain the material I wanted to rant about. Grrrr!

Oh my GOD, will the media just shut the f*ck up about Amy Bloody Whine-house. There’s a reason she was voted the #1 most annoying person of 2007, and she’s continuing to be annoying in 2008. Stick her in prison, stick her in rehab [OK, so it appears she’s there now], or just give her enough free drugs to OD, just shut up about her.

They tried to make me go to rehab, but I said “No, no, no.”

You’re a mess love. Ignore the lyrics from your God awful dirge, get cleaned up and the fade away quietly. Or don’t, and die in a pile of your own vomit and urine. Makes no difference to me, provided you’re out of the sodding news.

This post was stabbed out on the iPhone last night but not posted until today mainly to do with the vagaries of using Wordpress on an iPhone.

So the government has decided, in their infinite wisdom, that the way to tackle obesity is through proper labeling. Seriously, who voted for these morons? I sure as hell didn’t. No one is going to turn round and go “well blow me, eating 17 sticks of pure lard a day has so much fat in it. Thanks to this I will put it down and go eat some celery“.

The majority of obesity in this country stems from the same source as that in America: a constant diet of shite, supersized and washed down with a butt load of doing f*ck all.

Problem with your glands? Fine, go see a doctor, show me a note. I’m willing to bet its problems with pies.

And blokes (because let’s face it, no woman us ever going to be proud of being a lard arse), that beer belly you’ve got hanging over your belt is nothing to be proud off. If you look seriously pregnant then stop drinking 20 pints a night and perhaps do more exercise than walking to the toilet to pee, fart, belch loudly and proudly proclaim that it’s two kebabs for dinner.

So I’m being fatist, big deal. I’d rather be bigoted than eat my way to a heart attack at 35.

This post was stabbed out on the iPhone last night but not posted until today mainly to do with the vagaries of using Wordpress on an iPhone.

Oh, today we are so not happy. My seriously expensive headphones for my shiny have broken. Looks like the strain releif round round the headphone jack was not up to the job, ripped and allowed the cables to pull loose. Now all I’m getting through them is some tinny crap that’s so bad I can’t even use them. Worse still I’m stuck on trains for 2 hours tonight before I get home and can sort out some temporary replacements while I work out how to get these ones replaced (they’re 2 months old, if that, which works out at them costing me £1 per day at the moment which is just a tad steep. Now in a bad mood with nothing to do but rant so expect some vitriol in the next few posts as I try to entertain myself for 2 hours (assuming I don’t get sidelined surfing t’internetweb).

This post was stabbed out on the iPhone last night but not posted until today mainly to do with the vagaries of using Wordpress on an iPhone. 

If you get a package at work and you don’t want people asking you what it is tell them it’s a butt plug. This stops all lines of inquiry dead. Incidentally, I noticed that my bandwidth usage had shot up and I was getting a lot of hits from Craigs List.  Turns out someone was pulling one of my images from this server to go in their posts. This has now been replaced with a picture of a butt plug and I’ve updated the post to use a renamed version of the proper picture. Be warned, steal my bandwidth and get butt plugs

For those who are interested here is the original image and here [possibly NSFW] is the new image that will now show up everywhere all over this guys posts

OK, so the shiny has been running the update for a few days now and I can say I’m quite happy with the changes. I can now surf and listen to music without Safari and the iPod bit crashing. I can text multiple people (and one day I’ll have enough friends to need this), I can rearrange the icons on the home screen (essential for people as anal as me) and there are now lyrics with songs too (woo!) so I can continue my project of putting lyrics to all the songs that need them on iTunes. There are a few other little tweaks which just make everything nicer.

One thing I’d like to see is the ability to upload and view documents on it. I know it’ll let me view email attachments (and I may well frig something with an email in a folder to get round this) but it would be nice to have the PDF’s for the train timetables and things like that. Perhaps next version.

OK, this was borne out of a discussion over here, however, I maintain I have a nicer guest bathroom than you lot†. I make this claim due to the following facts:

• You get your own bathroom.
• This is only used by guests‡.
• Despite it’s lack of use it is thoroughly cleaned every two weeks by professional cleaners.
• Guests get matching cotton towels (bath towel and bath sheet) and dressing gown (full on hotel style with the high backed neck), two sets if a couple is staying.
• If the guests are caught short there is a selection of Molton Brown body gel, shampoo and conditioner.
• For blokes there is also a bottle of Lynx shower gel and some Head and Shoulders which I used to decant into my small gym bottles, but you’re quite welcome to use.
• There is an oil burner, fragranced candles and oil which can be used while relaxing in the bath.
• I have a nice bath with a good supply of hot water which means it fills quickly.
• There are two iDucks which have flashing lights when they come into contact with water. You can play with these.
• There is a table which can be used next to the bath to place your drink and magazine on.
• There is a lovely, fluffy, barely used bath mat to stand on when you get out.
• You have your own towel rail so you don’t have to drape wet towels on your bed.
• It’s bright, clean and well lit.
• Should you need it I can provide hair brushes, combs and a 12 speed hair dryer (I have long hair too )

I should point out here that I’m not gay. I don’t like baths, I shower (in my en suite bathroom which has a wicked shower), however, when I kitted out the bathroom I had a girlfriend and she liked long, candle lit baths.

So, Time Traveler, lets have why yours is better (and the rest of you if you care to compete )

† Yes, most of the time it’s got washing drying in it, but that is removed before overnighting guest come.

‡ Yes, yes, and to dry washing.

My smoke alarm works and is very loud (no, I didn’t burn my burger).

Dear Royal Mail,

As I understand it [part of] your job in life is to take letters, parcels, telegrams and communiques addressed to me from a third party and ensure they arrive safely at my address. Why is  it then that I find in the past 2 months 4 Amazon deliveries, 2 Amazon redeliveries and 2 Love Film DVD’s have not made it to their intended destination. You have been paid by the sender to perform this function and I, in turn, have had to pay these people for delivery (either directly or through my monthly payments), thus I feel I should receive some form of compensation. I fear this is a futile wish and that there is no way to claim this. Not only that but I must suffer delays while my goods are redelivered to me. To top it all aspersions are cast on my good name as I am having to repeatedly claim that I did not receive goods which could leave people suspecting I am perhaps telling an untruth to cover the fact that I am taking said items for myself. Please sort your act out.

Lots of love,

Dom

Today for dinner I am having home made chilli and garlic burgers. No added flavourings, no added preservatives, just garlic, crushed chillies, mixed herbs and the slightest hint of fresh sheepses. Going to reek tomorrow but I don’t care. They’re gorgeous .