Horny and Alone
Absolutely nothing much to say really. Since I last blogged I have worked all weekend and am again working this afternoon. I guess I won’t be moaning when I get paid. Er, that’s it basically. No seriously, nothing else has happened to me. Let me think… nope, that just about covers it. Oh wait a sec, we’ve got new people starting at work this weekend and another lad and I are having bets on how attractive the new girl will be. That’s what a sad life I lead. And that is literally “it”. If anything interesting happens you’ll all be the first to know.
Tuesday, July 31, 2001
Friday, July 27, 2001
Its My Turn
I got back from Manchester on Wednesday night after possibly the worst ever train journey in history. From Manchester Piccadilly I had to change 3 stops along at Salford Crescent to get a train direct back to Southport. However the carriage I was in had a broken window and while they decided what to do about it for an hour we were left stood doing nothing. Then they moved all of us in the carriage with the broken window into the other carriage where it was literally like being a packed sardine crushed in a tin box. I have never felt so claustrophobic in my life. It was dark, hot and very sweaty. [shudders] Anyway, then my train from Salford back to Southport was delayed and when it finally arrived this too was extremely busy and I was stood up for half of the journey behind a sweaty, vest-wearing fat bloke. It took me 3 hours to get home when usually it only takes an hour. [sighs]
Smells Like Teen Spirit
My trip was eventful because of a couple of things. Firstly we went out into Manchester on Monday and my friend thought it would be a good idea to sample the city life. Wrong. Because it’s the summer holidays there was nobody about and we were literally just trying to find places that were open. We went down Canal Street (this is the place where Queer as Folk was set, I think you can guess the sort of people who go to these bars) and there was only about 3 bars open. We ended up going to an Indie club called “Fifth Avenue” which was OK for what it was and it had great music. When Oasis came on the whole place erupted.
It Feels So Good
The next day my friend met up with a couple of his friends from work and we went for a meal at Pizza Hut and then ice-skating at the Altrincham ice rink. This was fine but one of the girls took a real shine to me (and hey, who can blame her?) and since then I’ve been besieged by text messages from her saying we should get together and the distance from Manchester to Southport is insignificant. Oh, and the fact we’d only known each other a few hours didn’t matter either. I had to break her heart but what can I say? It’s just another day in the life of being a major chick-magnet. [sighs again]
Scentless Apprentice
Anyway, onto brighter and more important things and the WWF presented their July PPV last Sunday except instead of being another normal PPV this was the first ever inter-federation PPV. Surprisingly interest going into the PPV wasn’t anywhere near as high as everyone predicted considering what an event this was but that’s mainly down to the lacklustre responses WCW has been getting. Anyway, the match quality wasn’t as high as I’d like with the exception of the RVD-Jeff Hardy match, the Kidman-X-Pac match and the Edge/Christian-Storm/Awesome match. The main event saw Stone Cold Steve Austin maintain his mega-heel character of recent months and turn on Team WWF, giving victory to the combined forces of WCW and ECW. Although slightly predictable, it nicely sets up a Rock-Austin rematch at Summerslam next month.
Creep
The Rob Van Dam vs. Jeff Hardy match was superb and RVD seems to be really endearing himself to WWF fans. However, considering he’s supposed to be a heel (he’s on ECW side) he kept playing upto the crowd like a major babyface. But what a match, I can’t wait for more of RVD. A good thing to come out of Austin’s turn is that Kurt Angle is now arguably the WWF’s main face right now and after 2 years in the WWF as a heel this turn is way overdue. It’s true, it’s damn true. Like I accurately predicted, no D’lo Brown though.
Groovejet
That’s really all there is to say for now. I could go into more detail about my trip to Manchester but I don’t want to. Also, the 3 days there cost me £60. So I can’t be going down there every week.
“Lady, hear me tonight, cos the feeling is just so right”
I got back from Manchester on Wednesday night after possibly the worst ever train journey in history. From Manchester Piccadilly I had to change 3 stops along at Salford Crescent to get a train direct back to Southport. However the carriage I was in had a broken window and while they decided what to do about it for an hour we were left stood doing nothing. Then they moved all of us in the carriage with the broken window into the other carriage where it was literally like being a packed sardine crushed in a tin box. I have never felt so claustrophobic in my life. It was dark, hot and very sweaty. [shudders] Anyway, then my train from Salford back to Southport was delayed and when it finally arrived this too was extremely busy and I was stood up for half of the journey behind a sweaty, vest-wearing fat bloke. It took me 3 hours to get home when usually it only takes an hour. [sighs]
Smells Like Teen Spirit
My trip was eventful because of a couple of things. Firstly we went out into Manchester on Monday and my friend thought it would be a good idea to sample the city life. Wrong. Because it’s the summer holidays there was nobody about and we were literally just trying to find places that were open. We went down Canal Street (this is the place where Queer as Folk was set, I think you can guess the sort of people who go to these bars) and there was only about 3 bars open. We ended up going to an Indie club called “Fifth Avenue” which was OK for what it was and it had great music. When Oasis came on the whole place erupted.
It Feels So Good
The next day my friend met up with a couple of his friends from work and we went for a meal at Pizza Hut and then ice-skating at the Altrincham ice rink. This was fine but one of the girls took a real shine to me (and hey, who can blame her?) and since then I’ve been besieged by text messages from her saying we should get together and the distance from Manchester to Southport is insignificant. Oh, and the fact we’d only known each other a few hours didn’t matter either. I had to break her heart but what can I say? It’s just another day in the life of being a major chick-magnet. [sighs again]
Scentless Apprentice
Anyway, onto brighter and more important things and the WWF presented their July PPV last Sunday except instead of being another normal PPV this was the first ever inter-federation PPV. Surprisingly interest going into the PPV wasn’t anywhere near as high as everyone predicted considering what an event this was but that’s mainly down to the lacklustre responses WCW has been getting. Anyway, the match quality wasn’t as high as I’d like with the exception of the RVD-Jeff Hardy match, the Kidman-X-Pac match and the Edge/Christian-Storm/Awesome match. The main event saw Stone Cold Steve Austin maintain his mega-heel character of recent months and turn on Team WWF, giving victory to the combined forces of WCW and ECW. Although slightly predictable, it nicely sets up a Rock-Austin rematch at Summerslam next month.
Creep
The Rob Van Dam vs. Jeff Hardy match was superb and RVD seems to be really endearing himself to WWF fans. However, considering he’s supposed to be a heel (he’s on ECW side) he kept playing upto the crowd like a major babyface. But what a match, I can’t wait for more of RVD. A good thing to come out of Austin’s turn is that Kurt Angle is now arguably the WWF’s main face right now and after 2 years in the WWF as a heel this turn is way overdue. It’s true, it’s damn true. Like I accurately predicted, no D’lo Brown though.
Groovejet
That’s really all there is to say for now. I could go into more detail about my trip to Manchester but I don’t want to. Also, the 3 days there cost me £60. So I can’t be going down there every week.
“Lady, hear me tonight, cos the feeling is just so right”
Sunday, July 22, 2001
For the Good of the Game
Tomorrow I go to Manchester to stay with a friend for a couple of days and although I’m not looking forward to it with baited breath I’m not exactly dreading it either. You see, the person I’m staying with is a lad who lives across the road from me and has done for about 12 years. He’s a year older than me and he’s nice enough except he’s just a bit… boring. Apart from the fact we live across the road from each other we really don’t have that much in common. He doesn’t like football (yes, that’s right he doesn’t like football), he doesn’t like wrestling (just don’t get me started on this one) and pretty much the only thing he gets really excited about is bikes. Yes, I said bikes. Anyhoo, I’m going and I’ll try and make the most of it.
Fade Out (Street Spirit)
Unfortunately due to sheer laziness and time constraints I won’t be able to post my pre-PPV predictions for tonight’s WWF Invasion so you’ll just have to make do with a PPV run-down when I get back. Oh well. The most important thing you need to know is that D’lo Brown won’t be there. Now that’s what I call a disappointing.
Congratulations
I’m not entirely certain of the details but I do know that my good friend Cheryl has just got engaged to her boyfriend Mike. On behalf of me I’d like to say congratulations and I wish you well for the future.
Goodbye my Sweet
Sorry this is so short but I just don’t have the time or the energy. I’ll be back on Wednesday or Thursday probably. Till we meet again.
Tomorrow I go to Manchester to stay with a friend for a couple of days and although I’m not looking forward to it with baited breath I’m not exactly dreading it either. You see, the person I’m staying with is a lad who lives across the road from me and has done for about 12 years. He’s a year older than me and he’s nice enough except he’s just a bit… boring. Apart from the fact we live across the road from each other we really don’t have that much in common. He doesn’t like football (yes, that’s right he doesn’t like football), he doesn’t like wrestling (just don’t get me started on this one) and pretty much the only thing he gets really excited about is bikes. Yes, I said bikes. Anyhoo, I’m going and I’ll try and make the most of it.
Fade Out (Street Spirit)
Unfortunately due to sheer laziness and time constraints I won’t be able to post my pre-PPV predictions for tonight’s WWF Invasion so you’ll just have to make do with a PPV run-down when I get back. Oh well. The most important thing you need to know is that D’lo Brown won’t be there. Now that’s what I call a disappointing.
Congratulations
I’m not entirely certain of the details but I do know that my good friend Cheryl has just got engaged to her boyfriend Mike. On behalf of me I’d like to say congratulations and I wish you well for the future.
Goodbye my Sweet
Sorry this is so short but I just don’t have the time or the energy. I’ll be back on Wednesday or Thursday probably. Till we meet again.
Friday, July 20, 2001
Through the Looking Glass
Not much to report really. I’m going to stay with a friend in Manchester for a couple of days next week which should be fun and I’ll get the chance to have a proper look round the Trafford Centre. It certainly puts Southport’s own Marble and Wayfarers Arcades in the shade that’s for sure.
Almanac
Whilst going into town early today to buy a new game I went for a breakfast at McDonalds. It costs £1.89 I think and for that you get a hash brown, a bacon McMuffin (in my case anyway) and a coffee. The hash brown and the McMuffin were fine but the coffee [Alex screws his face up like he’s just sucked on a sour lemon] is plain awful. I love coffee. I don’t drink it excessively but I sure like a steaming mug of the stuff during the day (lots of cream, lots of sugar). Anyway, onto the main point of this. McDonalds stop serving breakfast at 10:30 and personally I think this is too early. If it were upto me I’d serve it until about midday when the “lunch rush” occurs. It’s just that compared to Ibiza they served a good old full-English breakfast [hmmmm] until about 1 usually and you could just saunter down whenever you got up and have one. Here in England you need to set your alarm clock if you want a chance of having one.
The Real Driving Simulator
The game in question purchased by myself today was Gran Turismo 3 which should have been £40 but because of my devotion I had a beautiful £10 voucher to use so it only cost me 30. Ha! Anyway, the graphics are just… I can’t describe them. Think of every superlative adjective you can and you’re almost there. Just peachy. The game handle like the previous 2 which is no bad thing and although the car count is down I think is better because nobody really wants to drive your run-of-the-mill Ford Fiestas, we want to drive the sexy Dodge Viper GTS and phenomenal Toyota Castrol Supra GT. It’s been criticised for not having enough damage and the AI hasn’t been improved since the last incarnation. Both valid points but it doesn’t really detract from the game that much. The one thing I’d have liked would be more original tracks because there’s only 4 brand new tracks and the rest are taken from the previous 2 games.
N.B. Anybody reading this from a games magazine/website – if you like what you’ve seen, get in touch PLEASE. Forget rockstar or footballer, I wanna review computer games!
The Time Has Come
I’ll be back on Sunday for a pre-WWF PPV extravaganza and a quick goodbye before I go to Manchester. Hope you can wait that long.
Not much to report really. I’m going to stay with a friend in Manchester for a couple of days next week which should be fun and I’ll get the chance to have a proper look round the Trafford Centre. It certainly puts Southport’s own Marble and Wayfarers Arcades in the shade that’s for sure.
Almanac
Whilst going into town early today to buy a new game I went for a breakfast at McDonalds. It costs £1.89 I think and for that you get a hash brown, a bacon McMuffin (in my case anyway) and a coffee. The hash brown and the McMuffin were fine but the coffee [Alex screws his face up like he’s just sucked on a sour lemon] is plain awful. I love coffee. I don’t drink it excessively but I sure like a steaming mug of the stuff during the day (lots of cream, lots of sugar). Anyway, onto the main point of this. McDonalds stop serving breakfast at 10:30 and personally I think this is too early. If it were upto me I’d serve it until about midday when the “lunch rush” occurs. It’s just that compared to Ibiza they served a good old full-English breakfast [hmmmm] until about 1 usually and you could just saunter down whenever you got up and have one. Here in England you need to set your alarm clock if you want a chance of having one.
The Real Driving Simulator
The game in question purchased by myself today was Gran Turismo 3 which should have been £40 but because of my devotion I had a beautiful £10 voucher to use so it only cost me 30. Ha! Anyway, the graphics are just… I can’t describe them. Think of every superlative adjective you can and you’re almost there. Just peachy. The game handle like the previous 2 which is no bad thing and although the car count is down I think is better because nobody really wants to drive your run-of-the-mill Ford Fiestas, we want to drive the sexy Dodge Viper GTS and phenomenal Toyota Castrol Supra GT. It’s been criticised for not having enough damage and the AI hasn’t been improved since the last incarnation. Both valid points but it doesn’t really detract from the game that much. The one thing I’d have liked would be more original tracks because there’s only 4 brand new tracks and the rest are taken from the previous 2 games.
N.B. Anybody reading this from a games magazine/website – if you like what you’ve seen, get in touch PLEASE. Forget rockstar or footballer, I wanna review computer games!
The Time Has Come
I’ll be back on Sunday for a pre-WWF PPV extravaganza and a quick goodbye before I go to Manchester. Hope you can wait that long.
Monday, July 16, 2001
The One and Only
I have finally returned from my brief sojourn to the party island of Ibiza and can say that I feel more relaxed than I have done in a LONG time. I never knew just how much good a week in the sun can do you. Living in Britain of course we don’t get to see it very often and when we do it doesn’t usually last long either. I only got back yesterday and although I had a decent night’s sleep I’m actually feeling pretty tired. I’m not going to give you all a detailed run-down of every little thing that happened but here’s a brief look at my week in the Belearic’s.
Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot
We didn’t have any delays going either way which was good as last year we had massive delays and there had been coach strikes in the previous couple of weeks but nothing like that happened to us. Our resort was on the opposite side of the island to the clubber’s part (San Antonio) and was called Portinatx. It was very quiet with not much to do but it had some lovely scenery. It was, as you might expect, pretty damn hot every day and especially at night which made sleeping somewhat difficult. We hired a car for a couple of days and drove around the island (my parents aren’t the sunbathing type – they prefer to go and explore places) but I still managed to lounge around the pool and get a decent tan.
Dirty Dancing
Really I just spent the week relaxing, sitting in the sun and reading a couple of books. I only managed to get half way through “Hannibal” by Thomas Harris (the sequel to “Silence of the Lambs”) but I’ll be sure to finish it at home. To be honest it was just refreshing to get away from sunny Southport for a while and recharge my batteries. There were a couple of other people my age at the apartment who I made friends with and although I didn’t see that much of them they seemed a nice bunch. I whooped all their asses at pool though but a seasoned veteran like myself would expect nothing less.
Just Bring It
So even though I didn’t get the proper “Ibiza 18-30” experience that some of my friends will have probably had it seemed a nice place but there were way too many Germans there for my liking. I’m not racist or anything but I had to maintain some self-control otherwise I would have been singing “One World Cup and Two World Wars!” to all of the German tourists. I wonder how they would have reacted to that? I managed not to get sunburnt but my mum did despite her constant warnings about spending too much time in the sun. In the words of my mum: “Do as I say, not as I do”. How true.
Th’Internet
I didn’t miss stuff like TV while I was away but I did miss the wonder that is the Internet. Last night I had a quick 2 hour session, checked up on all the stuff I missed and deleted over 125 junk e-mails. Whoever signed me upto those is going to die a slow, painful death. Also, Coronation Street’s paedophile-Internet chat-room storyline with Sarah Louise was in my opinion laughable. I applaud them for addressing the issue but I thought the way they did it was just poo. That’s my technical take on it anyway.
The Invasion Continues
And would my blog be complete without a quick “week-in-wrestling” rundown? Well, the Invasion of the WWF continued unabated this week with the shocking revelation that former ECW wrestlers have merged with their WCW counterparts to take on the might of Vince McMahon and the WWF. What makes this storyline intriguing is having ECW owned by Stephanie and run by Paul Heyman which means that along with Shane owning WCW and Linda hoping to divorce Vince it seems like a 4 on 1 scenario. These odds aren’t very fair and I can sense some sort of turn or twist along the line but whether it’ll be before, at or during the Invasion PPV is anyone’s guess. Smart booking whichever way you look at it but in a way when I first heard about the latest developments I couldn’t help but wonder whether it was some sort of desperation move. WWF ratings have slipped since The Rock left and it was felt the whole Invasion angle would pump them back up again but as yet this happened so maybe WWF higher-ups thought by using ECW’s undeniable popularity they could boost ratings. I don’t know, I’m just speculating.
Terminated
I’m tired and I think I’ll go and sit and watch telly for a bit. L8r.
I have finally returned from my brief sojourn to the party island of Ibiza and can say that I feel more relaxed than I have done in a LONG time. I never knew just how much good a week in the sun can do you. Living in Britain of course we don’t get to see it very often and when we do it doesn’t usually last long either. I only got back yesterday and although I had a decent night’s sleep I’m actually feeling pretty tired. I’m not going to give you all a detailed run-down of every little thing that happened but here’s a brief look at my week in the Belearic’s.
Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot
We didn’t have any delays going either way which was good as last year we had massive delays and there had been coach strikes in the previous couple of weeks but nothing like that happened to us. Our resort was on the opposite side of the island to the clubber’s part (San Antonio) and was called Portinatx. It was very quiet with not much to do but it had some lovely scenery. It was, as you might expect, pretty damn hot every day and especially at night which made sleeping somewhat difficult. We hired a car for a couple of days and drove around the island (my parents aren’t the sunbathing type – they prefer to go and explore places) but I still managed to lounge around the pool and get a decent tan.
Dirty Dancing
Really I just spent the week relaxing, sitting in the sun and reading a couple of books. I only managed to get half way through “Hannibal” by Thomas Harris (the sequel to “Silence of the Lambs”) but I’ll be sure to finish it at home. To be honest it was just refreshing to get away from sunny Southport for a while and recharge my batteries. There were a couple of other people my age at the apartment who I made friends with and although I didn’t see that much of them they seemed a nice bunch. I whooped all their asses at pool though but a seasoned veteran like myself would expect nothing less.
Just Bring It
So even though I didn’t get the proper “Ibiza 18-30” experience that some of my friends will have probably had it seemed a nice place but there were way too many Germans there for my liking. I’m not racist or anything but I had to maintain some self-control otherwise I would have been singing “One World Cup and Two World Wars!” to all of the German tourists. I wonder how they would have reacted to that? I managed not to get sunburnt but my mum did despite her constant warnings about spending too much time in the sun. In the words of my mum: “Do as I say, not as I do”. How true.
Th’Internet
I didn’t miss stuff like TV while I was away but I did miss the wonder that is the Internet. Last night I had a quick 2 hour session, checked up on all the stuff I missed and deleted over 125 junk e-mails. Whoever signed me upto those is going to die a slow, painful death. Also, Coronation Street’s paedophile-Internet chat-room storyline with Sarah Louise was in my opinion laughable. I applaud them for addressing the issue but I thought the way they did it was just poo. That’s my technical take on it anyway.
The Invasion Continues
And would my blog be complete without a quick “week-in-wrestling” rundown? Well, the Invasion of the WWF continued unabated this week with the shocking revelation that former ECW wrestlers have merged with their WCW counterparts to take on the might of Vince McMahon and the WWF. What makes this storyline intriguing is having ECW owned by Stephanie and run by Paul Heyman which means that along with Shane owning WCW and Linda hoping to divorce Vince it seems like a 4 on 1 scenario. These odds aren’t very fair and I can sense some sort of turn or twist along the line but whether it’ll be before, at or during the Invasion PPV is anyone’s guess. Smart booking whichever way you look at it but in a way when I first heard about the latest developments I couldn’t help but wonder whether it was some sort of desperation move. WWF ratings have slipped since The Rock left and it was felt the whole Invasion angle would pump them back up again but as yet this happened so maybe WWF higher-ups thought by using ECW’s undeniable popularity they could boost ratings. I don’t know, I’m just speculating.
Terminated
I’m tired and I think I’ll go and sit and watch telly for a bit. L8r.
Friday, July 06, 2001
Live, love, loaf
This will be my last blog update in well over a week as I am jetting off to Ibiza very early on Sunday morning. So now nobody has reason to complain when this blog hasn’t been updated. Anyway, what’s new? Not much. Just been chilling, sunbathing in the garden, playing on the PS2 etc. I bought a couple of DVDs yesterday, The Matrix and Fight Club, both of which are excellent films. I haven’t had the chance to really go through either DVD yet but the documentary on the Making of The Matrix was very informative. The playback on PS2 is a lot better than I was expecting and as yet there hasn’t been any lip-synch problems. Next I intend to get The Terminator, The Sixth Sense and maybe Aliens.
Underground, overgound
Wimbledon reaches its conclusion this Sunday and unfortunately I won’t be here to watch it. Many people consider tennis to be a boring sport but I don’t. I’m a rubbish player but I do enjoy watching it. Hopefully Tim Henman can get past Goran Ivanisevic in today’s semi-final and then go on to win the title but doubt that will happen. Even with Sampras out I can’t see Henman beating either Rafter or Agassi (who are playing as I type). Oh well, maybe next year. Much as I’d love to see Justine Henin win the ladies title I don’t think you can really look past Venus Williams. Hopefully in the future, the very British sounding Elena Baltacha and Anna Keothavong can challenge for the grand slams. (In fact, they sound as British as Greg Rusedski is…)
Happy Birthday!
I’d also just like to wish Happy Birthday to a very good friend on mine, Anna, who will reach 18 tomorrow. Sadly I cannot go to her party as I have to get up ridiculously early to go on holiday. You just can’t have everything your own way can you?
Strictly Ballroom
So that really sums it up. Nothing else to say apart from see you all in just over a week when I’ll resemble Andy Cole and D’lo Brown in skin colour. Bon voyage.
This will be my last blog update in well over a week as I am jetting off to Ibiza very early on Sunday morning. So now nobody has reason to complain when this blog hasn’t been updated. Anyway, what’s new? Not much. Just been chilling, sunbathing in the garden, playing on the PS2 etc. I bought a couple of DVDs yesterday, The Matrix and Fight Club, both of which are excellent films. I haven’t had the chance to really go through either DVD yet but the documentary on the Making of The Matrix was very informative. The playback on PS2 is a lot better than I was expecting and as yet there hasn’t been any lip-synch problems. Next I intend to get The Terminator, The Sixth Sense and maybe Aliens.
Underground, overgound
Wimbledon reaches its conclusion this Sunday and unfortunately I won’t be here to watch it. Many people consider tennis to be a boring sport but I don’t. I’m a rubbish player but I do enjoy watching it. Hopefully Tim Henman can get past Goran Ivanisevic in today’s semi-final and then go on to win the title but doubt that will happen. Even with Sampras out I can’t see Henman beating either Rafter or Agassi (who are playing as I type). Oh well, maybe next year. Much as I’d love to see Justine Henin win the ladies title I don’t think you can really look past Venus Williams. Hopefully in the future, the very British sounding Elena Baltacha and Anna Keothavong can challenge for the grand slams. (In fact, they sound as British as Greg Rusedski is…)
Happy Birthday!
I’d also just like to wish Happy Birthday to a very good friend on mine, Anna, who will reach 18 tomorrow. Sadly I cannot go to her party as I have to get up ridiculously early to go on holiday. You just can’t have everything your own way can you?
Strictly Ballroom
So that really sums it up. Nothing else to say apart from see you all in just over a week when I’ll resemble Andy Cole and D’lo Brown in skin colour. Bon voyage.
Wednesday, July 04, 2001
Rock and Roll is Dead
OK, so I said I’d update on Monday and it’s Wednesday already. So sue me. (No, please don’t). I haven’t updated because nothing has happened to me basically. I worked all weekend and then on Monday I just stayed in all day. Tuesday however I met my mum in town and bought a… (wait for it!) PlayStation2. Yes I have finally bought a console relatively early in its life-span. I also had a dentist appointment and eventually I’ll need surgery on my wisdom teeth because they’re growing horizontally rather than vertically. My dentist said I need to get a note from my doctor saying I’m in normal physical condition so that if I die during said operation the surgeon won’t be held responsible. I kid you not. Before you all start worrying it won’t happen for a while and it’s just SOP (standard operating procedure) anyway.
House Party
I’m going round to my brother’s tonight to see his new house and I’d just like to wish him and the family the best for the future in it. I loved their old house but it was just too small with the new baby so now they’ve moved round the corner. Unfortunately virtually everything they own currently resides in our garage and loft in boxes. When you go into the garage all you can see is their oven, fridge, TV, video etc. I’m sure if you looked hard enough you’d find their kitchen sink.
“We got a tail!”
I’d also like to congratulate my good friend Cheryl on passing her driving test! Well done babe, now you can come visit me!
The Third Place
The PlayStation2 has been very impressive thus far and I intend to go and get a couple of DVDs tomorrow in town. I got 2 games with it, Red Faction and Zone of the Enders, and I’ve yet to really get into them. However Zone of the Enders came with a demo of Metal Gear Solid 2 (Metal Gear Solid is regarded as one of the best games ever, if not THE best game ever) and this game is simply stunning. The attention to detail is phenomenal and there’s just so much stuff you can do. Finally, the lines between reality and gaming are drawing ever closer. Unfortunately MGS2 won’t be released here for about another year. Good things come to those who wait.
And relax
Well, nothing else really to say. Byeee.
OK, so I said I’d update on Monday and it’s Wednesday already. So sue me. (No, please don’t). I haven’t updated because nothing has happened to me basically. I worked all weekend and then on Monday I just stayed in all day. Tuesday however I met my mum in town and bought a… (wait for it!) PlayStation2. Yes I have finally bought a console relatively early in its life-span. I also had a dentist appointment and eventually I’ll need surgery on my wisdom teeth because they’re growing horizontally rather than vertically. My dentist said I need to get a note from my doctor saying I’m in normal physical condition so that if I die during said operation the surgeon won’t be held responsible. I kid you not. Before you all start worrying it won’t happen for a while and it’s just SOP (standard operating procedure) anyway.
House Party
I’m going round to my brother’s tonight to see his new house and I’d just like to wish him and the family the best for the future in it. I loved their old house but it was just too small with the new baby so now they’ve moved round the corner. Unfortunately virtually everything they own currently resides in our garage and loft in boxes. When you go into the garage all you can see is their oven, fridge, TV, video etc. I’m sure if you looked hard enough you’d find their kitchen sink.
“We got a tail!”
I’d also like to congratulate my good friend Cheryl on passing her driving test! Well done babe, now you can come visit me!
The Third Place
The PlayStation2 has been very impressive thus far and I intend to go and get a couple of DVDs tomorrow in town. I got 2 games with it, Red Faction and Zone of the Enders, and I’ve yet to really get into them. However Zone of the Enders came with a demo of Metal Gear Solid 2 (Metal Gear Solid is regarded as one of the best games ever, if not THE best game ever) and this game is simply stunning. The attention to detail is phenomenal and there’s just so much stuff you can do. Finally, the lines between reality and gaming are drawing ever closer. Unfortunately MGS2 won’t be released here for about another year. Good things come to those who wait.
And relax
Well, nothing else really to say. Byeee.
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