Archive for December, 2005

Christmas came, Christmas saw, Christmas conquered

So cute!So finally, I have updated my Wordpress properly to version 2.0, which was released a couple of nights ago. I’m rather pleased with the new look of the admin panel and the general feel of it. From what I’ve been reading, a huge amount of work has been done to the core to make it a lot faster and more moddable with regard to plugins.

At present I’m just chilling out playing Gran Turismo 3 - all I have left to do are some endurance races and that sodding Yaris/Vitz Professional cup. Christmas was good to me this year - my parents got me a new Sony walkman which will be my pride and joy so long as I can get the sodding software to survive long enough on my computer to transfer some tracks across. Caley got me a Reel Big Fish ticket for the Civic on the 25th, which should be an awesome gig indeed - anybody else coming? I feel a bit cheap now that I only got her the Willy Wonka soundtrack CD, but then again, she does still have my i pwn n00bs shirt, so it makes up for it I suppose!

Tomorrow I’m gonna take her to see The Producers, which despite being slated by critics should be a good film, as the original idea was absolutely superb, and the original film hilarious throughout - I don’t suppose it’ll be that easy to disappoint me anyway. But, before that, my mother (of brilliant timing) decided that I need some new school shoes, so no doubt I shall be dragged around town trying on hundreds of different pairs of exactly the same black shoes, except there shall be something wrong with every single one. Caley, if I’m late tomorrow honey, blame my mother. I apologise in advance.

Kudos to the WordPress crew, and merry Christmas to the rest of ya! I hope you all got what you wanted.

27 December 2005 | 11:57 pm | Caley / Jimmed Updates / TV/Films | 12 Comments » | Share

…The Geese Are Getting Fat

Christmas is a-comin'...Well, school is over for another 2 weeks, as of this Tuesday, and to be frank, I really didn’t find the end of term as exciting as usual. It’s probably got something to do with the fact that I’m almost constantly tired thanks to a combination of A’-levels, holding up a job, and seeing Caley as well. The worst thing is that I tend to peak during the late evening, so I end up not going to bed until after midnight most nights. This is a pretty bad idea, considering how tired I am the next day, and am confined to one lie-in a week.

Today and yesterday I went into work to earn some money for doing not a lot. Yesterday saw a total of about 15 customers come into the shop, and only to buy things such as lightbulbs and SCART cables. This means we’re hardly making any money at all, especially compared to last year as my boss would have me believe. Today, the shop was comparable to the Mary Celeste (not the fit one from Girls Aloud as my boss would have me believe). To quote the man himself:

“I wouldn’t mind playing hide the sausage with all of them.”

In fact, the shop was so empty today that we ended up completely re-organising the stock in the white goods department (dishwashers, washing machines, fridges and so forth) - the only people who came in were those coming to collect stuff that we’d fixed previously, and then me and Paul watched The 12 Babes of Christmas on VH1, which was pretty entertaining. All in all, I think the most productive thing I did was draw a christmas pudding on the service whiteboard, and buy a pie from next door. At least they were doing some business, I had to wait a good 5 minutes for that pie, which turned out to be absolutely fantastic.

So, at the moment my life is a big bore. And, I’ll be going into work tomorrow. And Saturday, which is Christmas Eve! Still, by 4pm on Saturday I will have at least £160 in my wallet, so it can’t be a bad thing. Tomorrow I can look forward to such joys as vacuuming, dusting, and copying a wedding video onto DVD for some desperate bloke whose DVD recorder is fucked.

At least I get to see Caley tomorrow and get my present! However, apparently we may be going out to dinner with her mum and mum’s Niel, so I’m a bit nervous about that. I guess I’ll have to turn on the old charm which I don’t have, and smarten up my appearance which today got me mistaken for a chick (I shoulda hit that guy).

22 December 2005 | 9:08 pm | Caley / School / TV/Films / Work | 5 Comments » | Share

A Day In Photo Form

So, a number of people (usually my parents) frequently ask me what I did today, and my usual response is one of not knowing, either because my day was uneventful, I couldn’t be arsed to tell them about it, or I was so forgetful as to not actually remember what happened. Either way, I had the ‘brilliant’ idea this morning of taking photos of my day, so that I might have some idea of what happened, or at least a new way to keep my readers vaguely enthused.

08:08 am - My LockerMe and mum arrived at the high school at about 8am, and by then my Nurofen had kicked in so I wasn’t feeling too shabby. I pranced across the road to my school, got my homework out of my locker, had a nibble from my stash, and it was at that point I had that bright idea of taking photos, so the first one shows the door of my locker, and a part of the sixth form area of my school. My locker is probably the best in the school, seeing as it has ‘STFU’ instead of a number. The only locker better than that belongs to a Mr. Mark Maidment, whose locker number is ‘1337′, highly coveted among the nerd community in my school. He wouldn’t swap locker numbers. *glares*

08:11 am - My Pure Mathematics TextbookAlso known as The Heavy Book of Dread, this 2 tonne pure mathematics textbook was the beholder of my homework this morning, so I hauled it into my form room and started work on my integration work, which isn’t really that taxing, just takes a long time. By the time I’d done the first 4 questions, most of my class had arrived, and I was pretty fucked with respect to homework, but of course my maths teacher is a legend and doesn’t care.

08:51 am - Chris is a GeekChris arrived in his usual unpleasant morning mood, complaining about how I suck at coding, and that me using WordPress was ultimately a sign of being gay. I’m sure if he’d witnessed me at 8pm he would have quickly retracted such a statement. Despite being quite good at maths, I did indeed suck this morning, probably due to it being morning - unfortunately I had to use my calculator to work out what (-2 + 1) was. It’s not my fault that I didn’t sleep properly and was in various kinds of teeth-pain.

10:12 am - Ali clearly approvesAs ever, German was a right giggle. This is mainly thanks to the magic of fat Joe, who somehow manages to make every little thing funny. Ali was also on form, as shown in the photo to the right, who has founded a tradition of slapping Dodge with his pink vocab book as many times as possible every lesson. And, I’m always in favour of Dodge being slapped, especially when it’s as hard and as funny as it is when Ali does it.

10:29 am - Joey likes his pizzaSo, at break time I went to my locker as ever for some custard creams and a Coke, and saw Joey with a mouthful of pizza, and so took the opportunity to document this with my phone. Joey of course is a lover extraordinaire, and I have been known to call out his name during sex with other people. After that, I hung out like a cool kid with Sam and Samwell by our lockers (’STFU’, ‘N00B’ and ‘1289′ respectively).

11:46 am - Toby, BoredAfter the early break, it was time for the magic of assessment tutorial, in which we get given our interim reports, get commented on by our form tutor, then sit around doing fuck all for the remainder of the double period - or at least laughing at the awful photo I took of Chris. I got my report, which wasn’t too bad, although I was disappointed with a C/4 in further maths (I’d dropped from a B/5, thanks to my shite test score). Still, the number which represents effort out of 6 isn’t really that true - I do work hard in maths, just it never seems to be evident to the teachers. I’m dreading the coming parents’ evening, as apparently there’s a stack of work I haven’t given in for maths which I should have done, but my teacher didn’t even prompt me about.

02:10 pm - The GateFollowing that came a single period of maths, in which fuck all happened, except integrating some equations. Straight after, me and Samwell lockered up and headed over to the gate to see who was around. In the end, me and Dodge wandered up town, grabbed some chips ‘n’ cheese from Kingsley Square, and came back to school, munching on the way. This time I managed to actually eat something, the Nurofen was working for once. We returned to the gate and hung around with the others for a while. In fact, I quite fancy some chips ‘n’ cheese now…

03:30 pm - Up TownAfter skiving games in the computer block, reading Konsole+ for a while, and then heading out at 3:15, I made my way up town, feeling completely knackered. It’s probably for the best that I didn’t do games, else I would have been 20 minutes later than I wanted to be in town, and I would have ended up pretty much dying of exhaustion later. But anyway, I met up with Caley and we hung around town for an hour or two, before heading back to hers.

06:58 pm - Tasty DinnersSo, when Caley’s mum called up and said she wouldn’t be home until about 6:30, we started running to hers (well, walking fast anyway), and trying to make the most of the time we had. Unfortunately, there wasn’t quite enough time. Her mum came home, mid-sex, but thankfully didn’t come straight upstairs so we had enough time to scramble enough clothes on to pass as not-sex-having. That was pretty annoying. But anyway, her mum brought us up some dinner, as shown in the picture (although most of it was near-impossible to bite for me), and then she went out. Unfortunately I didn’t get any pictures of the next bit (the light was off, not for want of trying), so I shall leave it to your imaginations.

17:42 - Going to Caley'sAt about 8:05 I realised I had better be going, my bus was going to be at the bus station (about 1½ miles away) at 8:30, so I jogged most of it, then saw the bus go past at 8:27, a quarter mile from the bus station. I tried my hardest to sprint for it (difficult if you have a geeky physique such as mine, and are carrying a geeky textbook, such as mine), and I just managed to get on before the doors closed. Thank fuck Will was on the bus to give me water, otherwise I would have actually heaved all over the bus, and its passengers. The walk home after that was extremely difficult, as my legs didn’t want to work uphill. I got in at 9:15, and started writing this.

So I hope I have provided you all with an insight into my day, as requested. Any questions class?

14 December 2005 | 11:23 pm | Caley / School | 11 Comments » | Share