Another lame two days.
Mmk, you get the idea, my life is lame. However, I tend to take amusement from crap things, which makes my life looks slightly less mundane than normal.
Today I did made myself insanely hard factorisations and went about solving them, whilst listening to Million Dead, because their new album is quite frankly, dead good.
Here was the one that took me the longest :-
35x^2 - 3x - 2
Do it if you think you're hard enough. Which means that Ben, by default, will do it.
As well as that today, I listened to Million Dead s'more.
I then went on my milk-round, which was probably the high-light of my day. I saw a car with the registration plate L337HAX which made me smile slightly, but I didn't piss myself, because apparantely I'm not as easily amused as I used to be.
I also feel bad, because I laughed at a retard. I know you're probably hating me now, and you'll all delete me from your friends lists because it's not right to diss retards, and I whole-heartedly agree. However, on this occasion, I did a ickle ickle bit, because I found it funny.
He was a right grotty looking person, and he was walking down the opposite side of the road shaking his head and fists, shouting really loudly, "she stole my £150. bitch!" He then walked up some random person's drive way whilst going "unh, unh, unh!" really really loudly. It wasn't even his drive, because he walked back down it and up the next person along's drive, progressing between telling the whole word about ' the she' and 'unh.' Even the customer I was serving laughed. It wasn't a full on "HAHAHAHA! You're retarded," kinda laugh, cos that's not my style, it was just a small giggle to myself.
Apart from that, I scared the shit out of my brother a few times. He was sat in his room watching TV, and I ran in and went "RAAAAAAR!" and he shit his pants, every time, and looked like he was going to cry which he always uses as a persuasive device to pretend he's actually upset, but somehow managed not to. I found it funny, because I'm a dickhead like that.
I also just went into his room, and took a picture of him, with the camera on "full flash" and he woke up. And I didn't get caught, which makes it even more satisfying.
Okay, so maybe this entry does exploit the dick-headish side of Dave, aswell as Stephen's apalling spelling, but at the end of the day, if you didn't know about the dick-headish side of me, you're either either níeve or don't know me all that well. If I offended anyone writing this I apologize in advance.
After taking the picture, I listened to Million Dead.
I'm now gonna go and read my Angels & Demons book, it's abitgood. -x-
Today I did made myself insanely hard factorisations and went about solving them, whilst listening to Million Dead, because their new album is quite frankly, dead good.
Here was the one that took me the longest :-
35x^2 - 3x - 2
Do it if you think you're hard enough. Which means that Ben, by default, will do it.
As well as that today, I listened to Million Dead s'more.
I then went on my milk-round, which was probably the high-light of my day. I saw a car with the registration plate L337HAX which made me smile slightly, but I didn't piss myself, because apparantely I'm not as easily amused as I used to be.
I also feel bad, because I laughed at a retard. I know you're probably hating me now, and you'll all delete me from your friends lists because it's not right to diss retards, and I whole-heartedly agree. However, on this occasion, I did a ickle ickle bit, because I found it funny.
He was a right grotty looking person, and he was walking down the opposite side of the road shaking his head and fists, shouting really loudly, "she stole my £150. bitch!" He then walked up some random person's drive way whilst going "unh, unh, unh!" really really loudly. It wasn't even his drive, because he walked back down it and up the next person along's drive, progressing between telling the whole word about ' the she' and 'unh.' Even the customer I was serving laughed. It wasn't a full on "HAHAHAHA! You're retarded," kinda laugh, cos that's not my style, it was just a small giggle to myself.
Apart from that, I scared the shit out of my brother a few times. He was sat in his room watching TV, and I ran in and went "RAAAAAAR!" and he shit his pants, every time, and looked like he was going to cry which he always uses as a persuasive device to pretend he's actually upset, but somehow managed not to. I found it funny, because I'm a dickhead like that.
I also just went into his room, and took a picture of him, with the camera on "full flash" and he woke up. And I didn't get caught, which makes it even more satisfying.
Okay, so maybe this entry does exploit the dick-headish side of Dave, aswell as Stephen's apalling spelling, but at the end of the day, if you didn't know about the dick-headish side of me, you're either either níeve or don't know me all that well. If I offended anyone writing this I apologize in advance.
After taking the picture, I listened to Million Dead.
I'm now gonna go and read my Angels & Demons book, it's abitgood. -x-