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I don’t know what’s wrong with me today. I’m just constantly eating and it’s not as if I’m all that hungry, but I’m not exactly full either. I had 4 slices of toast for breakfast (at about 10:30), then a roast dinner at the pub at about 2, then pudding, then another pudding, then a treacle pudding because you’ve got to really, then a third… er… fourth pudding (the apple tart was absolutely lovely ), then 4 peperamis, if not more. Now I have a serious desire for a large mixed kebab and chips which is absolutely ludicrous because I can’t finish one of them even if I’m starving. I’m going to cook up some spag bol that’s been defrosting, watch the last two episodes of Lost and see if that calms the munchies down. Hopefully it’s just the body restocking after Wednesday nights unpleasantness.

While being good for a whole host of other reasons, last weeks clubbing outing was, to put it bluntly, rather lame on the musical front. There was an appalling remix of This Is My Rifle and then it sort of descended into hard trance, which is OK but sometimes you really just need tracks like Humid Dreams to zone out to and just go for it. Anyway, in order to rectify this I think I’ll be throwing caution to the wind and going to the Betty Ford Clinic (club, not rehab center) for their final night in a couple of weeks and if ends early, well, I’ll just have to kick around central London for a few hours. At least I know where it is and can walk from there to the station and sit in McDonald’s if I have to. Anyway, if you want to come give me a shout and we can organise something. In the mean time the iDuck is coming out with me tonight since you’re guaranteed a good night when you’ve got a rubber duck with you. Well, that and the fact I’m down to my last 8 glowsticks. I’ve put in a mahoosive order to my suppliers so next weekend should be full of glow once more

~/o We are One.Eight.Zero o/~

Update: Well that sucked. Very few people came out and those that did buggered off at about 9:30. Still, CBT was sporting a nice new t-shirt and at least I managed to get home before the rain started. I think I’d have got rather wet if I’d stayed out for the duration. I’m off to go watch House and then get an early [for a Saturday] night.

OK people, lets get this one straight: Origami is not the future. It never has been the future. It never will be the future. I’m looking at you Pig Boy. The iPhone. That is the future. And there is a new shiny version out with three whole G, instead of the two and a half it used to have, well four actually if you count the G in GPS too. Hmmm, and there is a G in GRPS. Look, it’s got a stack load more G’s than it used to have. And I want one.

However.

I have no idea what the dealy is for people who already own one and just want to get a new handset. I’m kind of hoping I can keep my current contract and just but the new one, then if it breaks I can use the old one while the new one is repaired. And there is also the problem that I spent *mumble mumble mumble* pounds this weekend (no, chuggabopps the stuff I spent on your was budgeted for so don’t worry, this is the insane amounts of money I spent on Saturday and Sunday… and yesterday… and maybe a smidge today buying songs for Rock Band ). Given I spent my entire spending money budget for the month in a little over 3 days I may have to wait a bit before I get my hands on a shiny new phone

…does rather

So I’m in a good mood today (see previous post, and possibly next post). I’m in a good mood for many, many reasons from as small as ‘it’s the weekend soon’ to ‘I’m going out clubbing’ to ‘None of your business’ :D. Just to reassure you that I have completely lost it (I lost it years ago, don’t worry), I am also in a good mood due to the purchasing of Mk III clubbing troos.

“WTF?” I hear you say. WTF indeed.

The MKI clubbing troos were a pair of 24 glowstick (I rate all my combats in terms of glowstick carrying capacity once they’ve been loaded with sunglasses, wallet, iPhone, headphones, etc) slightly cammo effect 4 pocket combats from Next. They matched my shoes at the time (tragic, I know, but hey) and worked well for the types of club I went to. Their first outing was to Rock City and the have since been to many clubs.

The MKII clubbing troos were bought because a) Next didn’t stock the MkI’s any more, b) the Ml1’s were suffering from a zip failure which could lead to wardrobe malfunction if not checked regularly and c) I was going to a trance club and wanted something a little more ‘trendy’. The MkII’s are only a 16 glowstick capacity (8×2 rather than 6×4), although they have smaller ancillary pockets which are useful.

The MkI’s broke completely a few weeks ago and I wanted something a little more… well… ‘me’ than the MkII’s. My MkI and MkII wearing troos would do at a push but some of those are only 12 glowstick and a lot of them are actually in the wash (don’t like leaving washing out while the cleaners are here as it gets in the way so I don’t do washing during the latter half of every other week). Cue the MkIII troos. They are from Next and similar to the MkI’s but there are only 3 leg pockets, not 4 which are slightly bigger which could possibly allow for a 24 stick capacity, but at the moment I’m going to rate them as 20. Thats 3 lots of 6 in the pockets and, and this is why we’re so thoroughly excited about these trousers, 4 in the pocket that is just perfect for glowsticks. Look! Little hoops and all. It’s just all so wonderfully exciting (you have to bear in mind I was trying to get my mother to make me something like this a couple of months ago. She declined).

And yes, I’m aware of the fact that I need to get out more (or less, depending on if you think I should be kept away from people). At least I’ve spared you commentary  on the MkII wearing troos, MkI and MkII t-shirts (I’m thinking of getting rid of the MkI’s) and my plans for MkIII t-shirts.

…bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncy…

OK, so I’ve sinned and ignored The Word Of Steve by not rushing out and buying Leopard, but, I’m beginning to waver. Anyone got it, if so is it worth upgrading, bearing in mind this is going on a 2 year old 17″ MBP?

8 hours of paperwork makes brain melt

Anyway, it’s done now and I can start playing about with figures and what have you to work out what kind of a budget I need to live on over the next however many months I doss about for. Some terrifying things have dropped out of the numbers already. I keep every receipt I get and enter into my accounting software and yet I’ve still got just under £8,000 worth of cash that I can’t account for, most of it spent in pubs and clubs. This year alone I’ve spent £2114.90 on rail travel and since July 2006 when my records started I’ve spent £8,000. Over 2 years I’ve also lobbed over £10,000 at John Lewis, although to be fair I did set up a new house and got most of the stuff from them, wasted £163 on the lottery (spent £261, won £98) and given out nearly £2,500 worth of gifts. This budgeting thing isn’t going to be easy is it?

I love Amazon. They just seem to stock everything and now, with the iPhone site, I can one click buy stuff when I’m out and about and happen to think about it.

My bank account hates Amazon. They make it way to easy for me to but stuff

Anyway, who would have thought you could get a 7 port powered USB hub and a wire shoe brush from an online book store

It’s only taken me a year but I’ve now got home home office set up almost how I want it (it’ll never be exactly as I want it due to the lack of space and the face that a top spec Mac Pro is stupidly expensive and I can’t afford one by a long stretch, but it’s good to have goals). I’ve got a comfy chair, nice big adjustable desk and I’ve finally managed to get all my external hard drives working at the same time. This means I can try to rescue all the data off my large hard drive that failed (loosing 5+ years worth of data, long story, don’t ask suffice to say it was going from one sodding great big RAID array to another one and the disk chose that moment to fail) and put is somewhere safe again. It’s all very exciting (well, for me it is).

So, to compliment my 2 chickens (Cassandra and Emma) and my two chicks [I think we sorted the ownership dispute on these] (Jess and Cat) I’ve bought a pig. When I say pig I actually mean a quarter share of one pig, and by quarter share of one pig we really mean 3/12ths of 3 pigs the reason being that I cannot be guaranteed to be getting mean from any one pig and it’s all going to get all muddled up when it’s dished out (for Gods sake, don’t let your friends marry lawyers, they get even more picky than they used to be). Anyway, I don’t care. I’ve bought a pig, I’ll be going to meet this pig at some point in the near future and then the pig is going to get killed, chopped up and eaten by me (and, given the amount of pig I’m likely to get, lots of my friends).

While naming chickens after people is cool, naming pigs after people might be taken the wrong way thus my current animal name is being saved for something else and I’ll throw the floor open to you lot to name the purchased portion of porcine parts*. If no suitable name can be found the pig will be named ‘One Eight Zero’ for no other reason that I’ve been listening to a few remixes of that song while writing the post.

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