Site hosted by Build your free website today!
« October 2003 »
1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8 9 10 11
12 13 14 15 16 17 18
19 20 21 22 23 24 25
26 27 28 29 30 31
Wednesday, 29 October 2003

sanity regained

Now Playing: LBC talk radio, full of ranting phone-in loons

Just read this in yesterday's newspaper:
"Just been dumped? Why not lie awake at night, staring at the ceiling, and think about everything that's wrong with your life. Ah, bliss.
Don't worry about being single. Remember, swans mate for life, and look how bad-tempered they are."
I don't know what happened to my side bar on the left. I'm pretty sure that a link spontaneously self-translated itself to Japanese, and broke angelfire. Of course, it doesn't sound so convincing when I email them this story, and beg them to delete it for me. Given the abuse I've piled on the helpdesk of late, I'm unsurprised. However, that strip of brown poo along the left hand side functioned pretty much like a blog version of your mobile; it means I've lost the addresses of all the good blogs in the ether. Bah. I shall have to go out, make contact with the world, instead.

Duch came over and tried to persuade me to sell the flat last night. I managed to get a mortgage five times my salary, but have two weeks to decide if I want to take it,or to sell up. I was surprised to see that my poxy flat in 1.61 Kilometre End is roughly akin to somewhere in Kensington in price. This means as long as I live somewhere either pikey or inaccessible, I can buy something pretty. Look here, at the flat listed in SE9, which is next door to the gorgeous Eltham Palace, and take the virtual tour. It's halfway to Brighton, and officially no-one would ever visit me again. I love modern buildings (god rot Victorian terraces with iron fireplaces, gimme a purpose built 1960's brutalist monstrosity anyday). I don't think I'd have the money to furnish it with pianos, though.

This page graced by sarsparilla at 11:41 AM GMT
Updated: Wednesday, 29 October 2003 1:49 PM GMT
Post Comment | View Comments (8) | Permalink | Share This Post

Wednesday, 29 October 2003 - 2:36 PM GMT

Name: Paul
Home Page:

Yeah, there's no reason to be miserable. Get up, get out, enjoy some food, perhaps find an elderly person and mug them. This always makes me feel better, especially if you can actually grab the dentures from their mouth in one swift move. YOu have to be quick, just because they're old doesnt' make them weak, unless you go after the walkers and iron lungers. Some of the codgers have army training, so you have to be extra careful.

Wednesday, 29 October 2003 - 2:43 PM GMT

Name: Vanessa

I once had to live in a retirement suburb near Blackpool for a summer. I could bonk all night, but during the days, there was nothing to do but hide round corners, wait for a car to chug up at a crazy speed of 5mph, then jump out towards the intersection. Ooooh me 'eart! Hilarious.

Wednesday, 29 October 2003 - 7:22 PM GMT

Name: tess

officially, I'd like to state that I will visit you again, spesh if you live somewhere pikey.

Wednesday, 29 October 2003 - 7:39 PM GMT

Name: Vanessa

How come that comment looks suspiciously like "join usssssssss"?

Thursday, 30 October 2003 - 11:30 AM GMT

Name: Handsome
Home Page:

Don't let all these cheerful happy people who all live a safe distance away from your uncontrolled effluvia and exploding veins syndrome fool you. There is EVERY reason to be miserable. To be happy is to wallow in delusion, to force yourself to ignore all your fellow humans living and dying in horrible pain and indignity every minute of every day, to blissfully refuse to even consider all the things you have no control over that could come pinwheeling through your transom at any given second and completely ruin, if not simply end, your mortal existence in a heartbeat.

The world sucks. People are, for the most part, @#%$!. The only real compensation for any of this is the thought that eventually all of them will die and most likely none of them will want to, but unfortunately, that applies to me and you, too.

Anyway, I'm lying. Real happiness and/or enlightenment and/or wisdom does not lie in ignoring all that horrible crap that goes on around us all the time. It lies in realizing and acknowledging it, and then embracing the knowledge that however horribly bad our lives may seem to us at any given moment, there are other folks out there who have it much, much worse. Rejoice, rejoice, in the gifts of the Lord, etc, etc.

That's all I've got. However, my blog address is above if you'd like to drop by sometime for more of this repellently pseudo-cynical horseshit. I crank this crap out all the time.

Say, did you see 28 DAYS AFTER? I enjoyed watching it but by the end I though it was garbage. Give me DAWN OF THE DEAD any time.

Thursday, 30 October 2003 - 11:57 AM GMT

Name: Vanessa
Home Page: http://here, you fool!

Ooooh, but I don't believe in the Lord.

Which reminds me of my favourite Alan Partridge joke: radio phone -in topic - which is the best Lord? Lord of the Dance, the Rings or the Flies?

I voted Beelzebub, personally, although I think the presence of potential matured bacon products affected my choice.

Of course I've been reading your blog. In fact, in the invisible, broken sidebar of mine is a link. But you wouldn't know that, because it's both invisible and broken. Good job you're not a stranger to Blind Faith, eh? ;-)

PS It's 28 Days LATER, and the opening sequence in London is the best bit. "The End is Extremely Facking Nigh" and all that. I loved it. You're right, the last bit sucked the big one, though.

Thursday, 30 October 2003 - 12:32 PM GMT

Name: tess

A pikey commune? What a fabby idea :-)

Thursday, 30 October 2003 - 1:31 PM GMT

Name: Handsome (he said, ironically)
Home Page:

Yeah, I saw the link, when you had a link bar, and that's why I linked you. I'm big on the social contract thingie.

I will get the name of well-starting, poorly finishing British non-fulking zombie movies (and I hate the way your comments edits my vulgarity) wrong if I want to, luv.

There is a new entry and a new cartoon on my blog. The new entry is godawful rambling boring bullshit mostly about my roleplaying campaign, but the new cartoon may or may not make you smile, briefly, before the existential horror that is life sends you hurtling once more into the depths of despair.

I enjoy talking to someone who is smarter and wittier than I am. Thank you for that.

View Latest Entries