Why is it that I find that, whatever I do, however I do it, someone always has cause to raise exception. I wouldn't care but my retarded temper always flares whenever I'm made to feel like an idiot, which for the past few months has been almost every minute of every day. It's like I can't get anything right. I have so many interests, passions and ( Read more... )

"I think your imagination is overexcited..."

Einstein: "Not excited enough! I intend to excite it a great deal more!"

Thought for the day: Peace

People hate them. Some fucktard swerved out of his way to splash me with a puddle this morning. Aside from the extra exercise, it gives me another reason to carry bricks in my rucksack on the way to work ( Read more... )

Feel so bloody lethergic and dreary. Probably just because it's a dull day. Seasonal Affectional Disorder? No... it's natural to feel good when it's bright out. Not a disorder at all.

I has them. Fucking lurgy ( Read more... )

"In many ways, the backdrop, the thing that binds these characters together, isn't just the hacking; it's the shared interest in cyberculture as a whole.  One of the things I tried to bring to the movie was the sense that here was a colorful, passionate, sexy, energetic, fast-paced, adrenaline-driven world that audiences would want to visit for a ( Read more... )

I hate the classic concept of 'family'. Someone is a blood relative, which means that you are somehow in their debt for life ( Read more... )

"TTime

Basic time type with millisecond precision." This isn't precise enough for my project... Fucking hell! 0_0

Thought for the day: There's A Donkey Boy Upstairs!

Kittie Misheard Lyrics:

(Pot pie always revealed!)
Sailor Fitz
(Don't get lost in a pie!)
Eat all this
Westside! Wassup! Wet clown!
Wassup with the gown on the clown!?
Rogue Asprin
Chocolate Stairs
One food at a time
Fear Bovine

Hard Boiled hash brown
Pot pie always wanted
Beer with me

Hard Boiled hash brown
Pot pie always wanted
Beer with me

Certain tea
Is not at ( Read more... )

Came off my bike this morning as I turned a corner on the frost. Such a strange experience... I slid sideways, but I didn't make much of an effort to save myself. I didn't feel panic, shock or dread. I sort of just slid, and fell, and rolled with it. I felt as if I was dreaming as I fell, like it wasn't happening - and then I hit the tarmac arse- ( Read more... )