Friday, August 19, 2005

...and preston936sheldon can get lost with his stupid comment adverts.
Heads up, my dearest love - wife - has just left me. what does one do? I'm not the happiest fuckface on the allotment, not the best positioned bunny to decide upon the fate of humanity; however - fuck you all, all you idiots who believe in some crap purpose above & beyond the now.

THE NOW is depression, rejection, stupid decisions and lack of communication. Yet again I feel I did all I could, maybe I could've done more but that thought is dashed by the new knowledge that dearest wife talked to dearest parents in law about this very sad after effect of post human behaviour in march, goddam march. its now august, 10 days exactly since our 8th wedding anniversary. like a repeating nihilistic nightmare yet again I'm here tapping away in the sure knowledge that I have a good six months of despair before I can even take this shitty life seriously.

I longed to get her back the last time, what a completely stupid reaction that was. Now I must go to work, deal with this utter desolation and carry on in my role as fucked up wanker alone. Alone, god can go fuck himself; an angel I may be but I have no idea what the difference is - may aswell be a scally on the wag, probably have more point to my life than this.

Cheated by the one person I care about above all others, lied to by the (pissfacedfuckingbastard) one person I trust, the person who I came back to; rescuing her from her screwed up antidepressant loneliness only to be left like this - so very fucking typical. I hate fucking everything. so eff off.

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Waiting for Compilation, Ahhhh...

Dropped into Maddox after about a year of staying clear, he's so cool, heres a (very accurate and nicely worded) quote:

"Blog: The word "blog" is literally shorthand for "boring;" a vulgar, overused word that strikes your ear with the dull thud of a cudgel to the soft spot of a child. It's an abbreviation used by journalism drop outs to give legitimacy to their shallow opinions and amateur photography that seems to be permanently stuck in first draft hell. Looking in the archives of the blogs, one would expect someone who has been at it for years to slowly hone their craft and improve their writing and photographs, since it's usually safe to assume that if someone does something long enough, he or she will eventually not suck at it. Even with lowered expectations, you'll get a shotgun blast of disappointment in your face.
It's an unspoken rule that every blog must use the same layout as every other blog: long, slender columns of annoyingly condensed text, thousands of links to other blogs, plugs for shitty political books, and more links to yet more blogs"

I personally always veiwed his page as being a blog, or at least a precursor of the blog; and agree wholeheartedly. Lucky I've got a job with a Net link so I can type tripe into this thing and get paid for it. Lol.

Coolio, only a few more hours slaving before I get to go get Pissed and drown out this Hell so aptly named Existance; now all you people get ready... 3... 2... 1... assume the Exit Stance and Leave this sorded Hell Immediately.

Need Cheese.

Now THIS is cool.

Reminds me of the theory that "aliens" wouldn't abduct people but the Internet, that being the biggest and most important "living" being on the planet. Ok, pretentious crap, but there is a point there.
Wayhey! 28 degrees, its like - well, summer, but hotter - and the promise of Bad Weather for the weekend...

Was L8 this mornin' and had to stroll overly briskly up the hill to Queens park, jogged the park and took lengthy strides down the overly steep Islingwood side - when I arrived (Bad Rhyme :) I was a fixin' to die; what a truely awful sentence.

Time to Code...

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Ra! so, pooh bear is the first bit of internet humour in two weeks which has been acceptably received by my strange friend Andrew, he is getting old and crochety - used to have such a permissive sense of humour...

...and it is quite amusing.
Woohoo! off to see Patti Smith tonight - Thankyou Tammie!

Thought for the day:


Sunday, August 14, 2005

AArghhh, Stuck, someones buggered everything up (an artist me thinks), but they arent here to fix it so I'm kinda at a dead end. It was going so well too. Suppose I'd better go home soon and get some rest...

finish my stella first, Ah, games, what a pavlava...

RaRa! Sun outside, sweat in hear, been joined by the excellent Mr Richard Heasman - so no longer alone, Beating the living shit outta my PSP Dev - about 40% there now...

Had to move onto tea as theres very little milk left. Some inconsiderate person...

Gonna eat my freebe mini sized Twix from the Crunch Fridge and continue to drip profusely on my keyboard.


Work on a Sunday, what is the world coming to? I should be drunk at the Hanover Festival, but no, I'm here, working for free 'cause I work in a shite industry.

Listening to Aesop Rock - Music for Earthworms, very nice too. Reminds me of Dub Narcotic, a fave of a past day : )

Fighting the PSP, I'll win, then I'll get drunk, then I'll possibly give into a coupla cigarettes...

(Bastard Sir Walter Fuck Face Suzuki Pushbike, Fucking chips and Fucking tobacco Tight Arse Raliegh)

On the plus side I have the whole Office to myself, the music is LOUD and BASSY and I'm busy drinking all the milk outta the fridge, so HA!

Glug, Yum - Burp.