Job hunting is an annoying process ( Read more... )

There's nothing worse than a bad haircut. Seriously ( Read more... )

So I'm on my way to work, and every day I walk past this billboard. It's an ad for Courage Best (Beer. For those not in the know). On said ad, it features a short shy looking guy being given the come hither by this very curvy lady. And the caption is "Take Courage, son". So the advert is telling you to go get drunk and laid ( Read more... )

I haven't updated this thing for 110 weeks

That's one hundred and ten weeks! Seven hundred and seventy days! Eighteen thousand, four hundred and eighty hours! One million, one hundred and eight thousand and eight hundred minutes!

And a fuckload of seconds.

Bet you thought I was going somewhere with this, didn't you?

As a result of Valentine's day, I now have a second degree burn.

On my arse.

It's not heart shaped.

What would you tell the you of twenty years ago ( Read more... )

Having owned a printer for the last few years has spoiled me.

It is not great fun to spend an hour on a Sunday searching for a place with a printer that is not freaking shut.

Stupid Benedict Spinoza and his intelligible rambling. I WANT TO SLEEP GOD-DAMMIT.

I have come up to Birmingham for resits, without the foresight to bring razors, disposable or otherwise.

After sitting around for three days, trying to revise, I have begun to look like King kong's grandad.

But I do not want to go out and buy razors, lest I am seen in this unshaven state.

... Clearly, I have not thought this through.

There is something intensely wrong when your dad's music collection is better than yours.

This means WAR.

(Though it is good to know that taste appears to be hereditary)

I just pulled the ultimate faux pas, and missed my last exam.

Fucking hell. This was supposed to be my good year.