I have a headache and I feel sick, this might be something to do with the crazy drink Mr. Magill made which he called a 'jizzy bath'. A jizzy bath contains vodka, something else and baileys. That's the last time I let him make a drink. It is also the last time I will allow him to rant on my journal. He's quite the ranter.

I don't think this entry warrants much more than the title. Right hand blue - happy days.

Today will be a great day becuase the sun is out and I'm wearing my favorite pants. They are very summery and have many stains which hold fond memories, mainly painting a table purple! I bought my favourite pants at Gap in the Maine Mall (just outside of Portland) when I was hanging out with everyone's most-loved jezebel Kat. Jen was there too, and ( Read more... )

I can't fry an egg. Fact. This goes completely against everything my mother told me about being able to do anything I put my mind to. It must be some kind of thing that parents just say to offer a little bit of encouragement to their children when they are failing miserably at something, I took it as 'Al, you can fry that egg'. Now there is egg on ( Read more... )

OK, I've done my bit. I stopped Luke from fighting at least 3 times tonight, surely this has some kind of positive effect on my stock right now. I mean, I'm almost a saint, right?

I know stuff now. Here are a few of things I now know ( Read more... )

I have classed a lot of things as being the best thing in the world ever. I used to think that it was Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow, it was not. I thought once that it was badminton Tuesdays, again no. It is a little gem of a film called 'The Independent'. I discovered this film when I had to buy Wet Hot American Summer again after loosing ( Read more... )

Last weekend in A'dam was everything a weekend in A'dam should be, tulips, canal boats, museums. Lovely ( Read more... )

My weekend started on Wednesday when I headed to the Holiday Inn at Leeds to visit Lian. For dinner we headed out down the M62 to a rather large retail park which had a pick of restaurants and diners. The place looked like a little Las Vegas, I have never seen so much neon concentrated in one place. This may explain the odd glow around Leeds, the ( Read more... )

I came over to Kirkby Street, where I sit waiting for food, to finish off a marketing proposal for a group project. As the group only has 2 brains out of a possible 4 Adam and I ended up doing it on our own, us old people really put in the hours.

Here are my two words of the moment

1) Dirty (pronounced durdy)
2) Abomination

Al