that would be a hell of a concept
anywho..... ive decided upon a state of mind.... blomonge (no fecking idea how to spell it :P )
fairly stable and solid, but if u mess me about, i do turn to friggin mush and clog up the sink.
its all good
WELCOME, howdy and hello to a special edition of my blog......what's so special?..... i wrote it XD
today we will discuss the topic of death....a morbid topic, but fuck it i feel good.
death is defined as no longer living, and is usually followed with a nasty ass smell. also, having sex with a corps is basicly wrong...morally and physically....its kinda disgusting.....
thats enough of death......
now i also wanted to talk to you about a fairly scientific study/survey ive been working on for the past 2 and half years. its a biological piece designed to test the respirity system, and looking at the exchange of oxygen within the lungs themselves. it studies the effects of high pressure and extreem low pressure on the human body, and i found out something both startling and incredible: ..
humans need air to live
nobel prize, here i come XD
thought for the day
what is your favourite pie filling? simple enough....but lets try be imaginative please.... not just apple or meat..... although saying this, mine is mince lmao (as in miced pies- christmas)
lemmie know :D
(and can we have a bit of response.....thanks to those who commented on the last one :P)
CRA (comment rate appreciate)
Saturday, 27 June 2009
Friday, 26 June 2009
in an unusuall way
welcome back
i wanna start with a question: which?
and now, i thought i'd talk to you about something that makes me laugh and makes me cry: computer error messages....
i recieved 1 hell of an error message today.....not what it was....more what it said....
'WINDOWS INTERNET EXPLORER HAS TO CLOSE IN AN UNUSUAL WAY'.....as if it had made a bet with a Mac, and is now appologising because it bloody lost....again.
no shit now, that is word-for-word, what my laptop told me. im just wondering what the hell it ment by 'unusual way'..... it just closed.... not as if it turned into jam or something..... or sent itself into fckin space!....
to the people at microsoft: you are douchbags for making shite software....and retards, yet comic genious's, for the error messages that follow every hidious mistake with said crappy software. a situation worth a round of applause (or appaul) any day of the week.... MR GATES.....WE SALUTE YOU (you rich bastard)
now.......thought for the day!
right, now this 1 is always a killer for me in 2 aspects......imagine you are with a group of people, and someone starts talking to you about something....anything..... and they are putting they're heart and soul into this.... telling you everything that happened, exactly when it happened.....
then they say the killer line...... 'well, thats what i heared'.......
what kills me about this is: they're talking about this as if it is documented fact with evidence of every millisecond...and yet it is word of mouth and rumors which 9/10 times are bullcrap....
and it also kills me in the sence......why the hell do i care!.... makes me laugh and cry
so my thought....has this ever happened to you.....OR are you the person who does that!
post a comment either way!
CRA !!! XD XD
oh p.s.....tis my birthday 2mz so i want everyone who reads this to post a comment ON HERE about the blog, just to let me know people do actually blog....consider it your present to me :P
i wanna start with a question: which?
and now, i thought i'd talk to you about something that makes me laugh and makes me cry: computer error messages....
i recieved 1 hell of an error message today.....not what it was....more what it said....
'WINDOWS INTERNET EXPLORER HAS TO CLOSE IN AN UNUSUAL WAY'.....as if it had made a bet with a Mac, and is now appologising because it bloody lost....again.
no shit now, that is word-for-word, what my laptop told me. im just wondering what the hell it ment by 'unusual way'..... it just closed.... not as if it turned into jam or something..... or sent itself into fckin space!....
to the people at microsoft: you are douchbags for making shite software....and retards, yet comic genious's, for the error messages that follow every hidious mistake with said crappy software. a situation worth a round of applause (or appaul) any day of the week.... MR GATES.....WE SALUTE YOU (you rich bastard)
now.......thought for the day!
right, now this 1 is always a killer for me in 2 aspects......imagine you are with a group of people, and someone starts talking to you about something....anything..... and they are putting they're heart and soul into this.... telling you everything that happened, exactly when it happened.....
then they say the killer line...... 'well, thats what i heared'.......
what kills me about this is: they're talking about this as if it is documented fact with evidence of every millisecond...and yet it is word of mouth and rumors which 9/10 times are bullcrap....
and it also kills me in the sence......why the hell do i care!.... makes me laugh and cry
so my thought....has this ever happened to you.....OR are you the person who does that!
post a comment either way!
CRA !!! XD XD
oh p.s.....tis my birthday 2mz so i want everyone who reads this to post a comment ON HERE about the blog, just to let me know people do actually blog....consider it your present to me :P
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
at my own risk
howdy y'all
reluctantly i sit and type.....not quite sure about what yet, this coulds turn into a very ad-hoc and disjointed blog..... or could be structured (accidentally, i promise)
frstly.....that thunder storm was wild.... personally, i love them. they light up the world in a way that gives such a dramatic, tense view of an otherwise beautifull landscape.... and the fear of destruction adds to the excitement....
secondly.... i dont have one..... yes that's correct....this blog (ive now decided (its amazing: you can actually see my thought processes, as im typing!....fucked up eh? :P )), is going to be a filler...just for me to be able to say, 'yes, ive kept to my rule of 1 every 2 days'..... and by the way, i seem to be the only fuka posting regular blogs!
WTF HAPPENED TO THE REST OF YOU! KEEP UP EN :P
(gawd like)
and straight into....thought for the day!
kinda sad today guys:
michael jackson was taken into hospital earlier today after being found unconcious and not breathing at his home in LA. he was resuscitated at his home but he later died in hospital.
so my thought for the day is, did you like MJ? whats your favourite song (everyone's got one, even if they dont like the guy....if you say no, i say LIAR)...... what will you remember of him?
CRA
miss you michael
reluctantly i sit and type.....not quite sure about what yet, this coulds turn into a very ad-hoc and disjointed blog..... or could be structured (accidentally, i promise)
frstly.....that thunder storm was wild.... personally, i love them. they light up the world in a way that gives such a dramatic, tense view of an otherwise beautifull landscape.... and the fear of destruction adds to the excitement....
secondly.... i dont have one..... yes that's correct....this blog (ive now decided (its amazing: you can actually see my thought processes, as im typing!....fucked up eh? :P )), is going to be a filler...just for me to be able to say, 'yes, ive kept to my rule of 1 every 2 days'..... and by the way, i seem to be the only fuka posting regular blogs!
WTF HAPPENED TO THE REST OF YOU! KEEP UP EN :P
(gawd like)
and straight into....thought for the day!
kinda sad today guys:
michael jackson was taken into hospital earlier today after being found unconcious and not breathing at his home in LA. he was resuscitated at his home but he later died in hospital.
so my thought for the day is, did you like MJ? whats your favourite song (everyone's got one, even if they dont like the guy....if you say no, i say LIAR)...... what will you remember of him?
CRA
miss you michael
Monday, 22 June 2009
the headline act!
as a lot of you know, ive been fairly pissed with the world in general, over the past two days.... if i take it out on you.... im sorry (unless you're the faggin cause of it)
this rage and anger has been the result of the bad parts of the past year... i enjoy the good parts and suppress the bad... therefore i need the occasional outburst to keep me fairly sane.... (its my way....ineffective?: probably..... socially better?: for most of the year)
i think the thing that ive realised is that, i run on empty for most of the year..... my 'humor', although bland and frankly pathetic (consisting of inuendo's and snide comments), seems to be mustered up through sheer will power that i get from my really close mates.... for this, thanks guys..... you really are the only thing that keeps me going sometimes.
so, today im going to talk about myself (vain, i know :P)....and my stress levels:
so....as alot of my very close friends will tell you, it does take a hell of a lot to boil my blood (this isnt boasting, i just have a naturally high tolerance to people talking shit, and acting like dickheads)...... so you may (or may not) be interested to know that this week, several groups of people have succeded in making me feel the lowest common denominator.
lets begin :D
1) the group of people that think noise pollution is something other people make
2) the people who think just because they are above me in some way (not sexually im affraid), they also have the greater moral capability and also the ability to tell me im wrong....also failing to show me whats right.. (you people are just fucking special)
3) people who try and guilt trip me into doing something/saying something, like appologise, for things such as my behaviour, attitude, general feeling towards rules in a given situation...
4) people who start every conversation with the word 'dude'
5) my attitude because of the above (i do hate feeling like this)
.....ps..... this is just a flavour
one thing particularly this week, that seems to be getting to me is attention seekers: this breed of people seem to have the apparent inteligence to work out that if they seem sad and depressed for long enough, someone will look at them and give a shit.....this has the opposite effect on me.... you got a problem, tell me and i'll care..... if you assume i'll try get it out of you, i wont give a rodents rectum.
(btw, im not contradicting myself here..... im not asking for sympathy or anything.... i dont want the attention: im meerly trying to work through my own lil problems on my own..... but i wont hide it if asked)
also.......a pet peve: moaning.....if you're going to bitch about someone, fucking go for it! say names, tell me who's a slag, i dont give a toss....hit me with everything you've got.......i dont give a shit! but.....for the love of god and my sanity.....do not sit there with a pianed look on your face as if you're about to burst into tears, and tell me theres nothing wrong...... bollocks.
let me just clear the air here.....if there is something wrong, i guarentee you, 2 out of 3 people, i will gladdly help without further question or comment.....however....if getting the information from you is like getting a bodily fluid from a rock, then quite frankly, why the fuck should i care?
rant over :D
thought for the day
today in st martins, i got told off in their library for playing music on my phone, while NO-ONE else was in there.....i wasnt impeeding anyones working or disrupting them in any way..... and the librarian herself was doing her hair at this time.....
she came out of her little side office, into the library and said, 'what do you think your doing!....i cant believe you're doing that!.... how cheeky!'
i basicly sat there and said sorry miss at the appropriate times....not really knowing what else to do, while stiffling a laugh......
so my question for you: have you ever been shouted at, in a public convinience....ie: library, toilet, cinema...whatever
love you all (unless i hate you....or dislike you....or like you, but not in a way befitting the word/title, love.....etc)
CRA
this rage and anger has been the result of the bad parts of the past year... i enjoy the good parts and suppress the bad... therefore i need the occasional outburst to keep me fairly sane.... (its my way....ineffective?: probably..... socially better?: for most of the year)
i think the thing that ive realised is that, i run on empty for most of the year..... my 'humor', although bland and frankly pathetic (consisting of inuendo's and snide comments), seems to be mustered up through sheer will power that i get from my really close mates.... for this, thanks guys..... you really are the only thing that keeps me going sometimes.
so, today im going to talk about myself (vain, i know :P)....and my stress levels:
so....as alot of my very close friends will tell you, it does take a hell of a lot to boil my blood (this isnt boasting, i just have a naturally high tolerance to people talking shit, and acting like dickheads)...... so you may (or may not) be interested to know that this week, several groups of people have succeded in making me feel the lowest common denominator.
lets begin :D
1) the group of people that think noise pollution is something other people make
2) the people who think just because they are above me in some way (not sexually im affraid), they also have the greater moral capability and also the ability to tell me im wrong....also failing to show me whats right.. (you people are just fucking special)
3) people who try and guilt trip me into doing something/saying something, like appologise, for things such as my behaviour, attitude, general feeling towards rules in a given situation...
4) people who start every conversation with the word 'dude'
5) my attitude because of the above (i do hate feeling like this)
.....ps..... this is just a flavour
one thing particularly this week, that seems to be getting to me is attention seekers: this breed of people seem to have the apparent inteligence to work out that if they seem sad and depressed for long enough, someone will look at them and give a shit.....this has the opposite effect on me.... you got a problem, tell me and i'll care..... if you assume i'll try get it out of you, i wont give a rodents rectum.
(btw, im not contradicting myself here..... im not asking for sympathy or anything.... i dont want the attention: im meerly trying to work through my own lil problems on my own..... but i wont hide it if asked)
also.......a pet peve: moaning.....if you're going to bitch about someone, fucking go for it! say names, tell me who's a slag, i dont give a toss....hit me with everything you've got.......i dont give a shit! but.....for the love of god and my sanity.....do not sit there with a pianed look on your face as if you're about to burst into tears, and tell me theres nothing wrong...... bollocks.
let me just clear the air here.....if there is something wrong, i guarentee you, 2 out of 3 people, i will gladdly help without further question or comment.....however....if getting the information from you is like getting a bodily fluid from a rock, then quite frankly, why the fuck should i care?
rant over :D
thought for the day
today in st martins, i got told off in their library for playing music on my phone, while NO-ONE else was in there.....i wasnt impeeding anyones working or disrupting them in any way..... and the librarian herself was doing her hair at this time.....
she came out of her little side office, into the library and said, 'what do you think your doing!....i cant believe you're doing that!.... how cheeky!'
i basicly sat there and said sorry miss at the appropriate times....not really knowing what else to do, while stiffling a laugh......
so my question for you: have you ever been shouted at, in a public convinience....ie: library, toilet, cinema...whatever
love you all (unless i hate you....or dislike you....or like you, but not in a way befitting the word/title, love.....etc)
CRA
Sunday, 21 June 2009
the day after the night before.....
and so it seems another party, and another pissup.....featuring yet more hilarity as i get phone calls off drunken people telling im (quote) 'a priiiiickkkk cosh i didn teacsh guitarin to meee'(unquote)..... all im saying is his name began with B and ended with ENJAMINE.
and so to buisiness: gwyn, great party dude. nice 1 :D
and further to this act of kind words..... i did think that, earlier in the week, it was amazing that the Manic Street Preaches opened a new library in cardiff. this was brought about by the song 'design for life', where the first lyrics (i was fookin amazed when i realied this) are 'libraries give us power'!
fair do's like...brill song mind
now.....as i was saying......bed!
my bed is singularly my favourite place on the planet (not my bed physically, just the psycology of 'this is my bed for the night', regardless of shape, size or location)
it's a romance that has followed me all my life, and one that i doubtless think will remain with me for the duration of my time on this shit heap of a rock....(lovely thought)
(sorry, this is gona be a short one tonight coz i feel as though i should put my bed to good use)
straight into it: thought for the day
does anyone else think that the stig (revealed as michael schu... u know :P) was FAKEEE....
he cant be the bloody stig.....can he?....... FFS HE'S GERMAN!!!!......... and this dear friends is top gear.... no self respecting car lover could possibly employ a german..... they're far too precise!
gawd man!- this throws my entire concept of reality into the fire!
CRA
and so to buisiness: gwyn, great party dude. nice 1 :D
and further to this act of kind words..... i did think that, earlier in the week, it was amazing that the Manic Street Preaches opened a new library in cardiff. this was brought about by the song 'design for life', where the first lyrics (i was fookin amazed when i realied this) are 'libraries give us power'!
fair do's like...brill song mind
now.....as i was saying......bed!
my bed is singularly my favourite place on the planet (not my bed physically, just the psycology of 'this is my bed for the night', regardless of shape, size or location)
it's a romance that has followed me all my life, and one that i doubtless think will remain with me for the duration of my time on this shit heap of a rock....(lovely thought)
(sorry, this is gona be a short one tonight coz i feel as though i should put my bed to good use)
straight into it: thought for the day
does anyone else think that the stig (revealed as michael schu... u know :P) was FAKEEE....
he cant be the bloody stig.....can he?....... FFS HE'S GERMAN!!!!......... and this dear friends is top gear.... no self respecting car lover could possibly employ a german..... they're far too precise!
gawd man!- this throws my entire concept of reality into the fire!
CRA
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