Re-design?
Monday, September 30, 2002 ~ Comments Off
Itchy design fingers are currently being scratched.
CSS Edge & A List Apart are constantly loaded.
You have been warned.
Shopping Hell
Monday, September 30, 2002 ~ Comments Off
I can commiserate fully with this, and I can ever offer a potential (limited) solution.
Shop at a 24-hour store.
My local Asda is open 24hrs, and there is no greater pleasure than meandering round at 1 a.m., stopping randomly, at times for no other reason than you can. Admittedly you do have to negotiate round the shelf stacking staff and some stray cardboard boxes, but that just makes it seem kinda edgy and deviant, like you are sneaking round the shop illicitly.
Or maybe I need to get out more.
Aside: How many other people grew up wanting to play Tig in a closed supermarket?
Weekender
Monday, September 30, 2002 ~ Comments Off
Friday night.
A work colleague’s 40th, several beers (and the creation of the Crushinator) then onto a house warming party. Home by 2:30 a.m. Hungover already covered, thanks for the cures guys!
Saturday night.
Dinner at brother-in-laws (a superb home cooked Indian meal), several bottles of red wine, back to in-laws house, where we were staying, at 4:45 a.m.
Sunday.
As covered, Dad’s birthday. Home again by 8 p.m. to restore the house to order in time for today.
This morning.
Mild shakes, completely shattered. Stayed up until midnight watching Abyss Live. As Nick says: “If there’s one thing the BBC is pretty damn good at, it’s popular science.”
Horrible experience
Monday, September 30, 2002 ~ Comments Off
My thoughts are with Tom after his flat was burgled.
He speaks of that moment when you awake in the middle of the night, gripped by momentary paranoia, before realising that it was nothing. Unfortunately for Tom it was a guy stealing his DVD player, X-box and a treasured camera (a present from his friends).
As with most tales of burglary that I’ve heard, it is always the loss of a physical object that evokes fond memories that hurts the most.
That reminds me
Sunday, September 29, 2002 ~ Comments Off
Must dig out the spandex wrestling outfit, maybe it’s time for a comeback.
Or maybe not.
[This post will not make sense unless you were one of the 4 people involved in the conversation in the October Cafe in Princes Square, Glasgow, at around 6:30pm on Friday evening. Suffice to say I AM THE CRUSHINATOR!]
P.S. I’m taking bets that a certain lady will add a rude comment about this, she’d better not let me down!
Happy Birthday
Sunday, September 29, 2002 ~ Comments Off
Two celebrations in one day.
1. My Dad is another year older (sorry he wouldn’t let me say)
2. Google is 4 years old.
Hicky Burpday to all!
Hungover
Saturday, September 28, 2002 ~ Comments Off
Feel bleuch. Belly is gurgling, head is fuzzy, mouth feels like the proverbial arab’s sandshoe. There is only one thing for it.
One Large Chocolate Milkshake from McDonalds.
I’m not sure why, but it works for me.
What’s your best hangover cure?