The Crazy Train

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Awww bless her...

Time: 01:42
Music: Giant Steps, found here.
Mood: Amazingly, slightly better.

The lovely Shiv just gave me a call, (when I say just I mean 20 odd mins ago.) Her spidey senses must be on overdrive, coz I really needed a pick me up, when all signs seem to show that the transfer from yet again previously mentioned "massive mailbox" seems to have slowed! During our 20 odd minute call, the blog was mentioned, as one of the methods I have been applying to this GOD AWEFULLY BLOODY BORING TASK, and apparently, she requires me to mention her derriere.

But!!!! Before we do that, Dictionary.Com defines the derriere as a noun that describes the fleshy part of the human body that you sit on. Located at the top of the legs, and just below the small of the back. That place so many people seem to like to get tattooed:





See???!!!

Her bum isn't tattooed though, nor is her back, in fact, nor is any piece of her skin, it's all just how it came, and I wouldn't change a single bit of it. Her skin that is, I wouldn't refer to her as an "it," that just wouldn't be friendly.

Anyways, its now 2:08, I'm absolutely bloody shattered, I think the server in London started a backup at some bloody point, and that has slowed this down considerably. The way I'm going, I'm gonna have tomorrow off in lieu, im owed what, 4 and a bit hours already! I've run out of unseen Scrubs to watch, the web is being stupidly boring, so I've chucked a Scorsesi classic on... Casino... time for gangsters, sex, drugs and holes in the desert ;)

You never know, I might be back again shortly for another post, if my brain allows it, however, the only thing going through it, is sleep, cuddling, with Shiv, and her lovely, and previously unmentioned, bum.

Sigh....

Time: 00:30
Music: None, watching a few episodes of Scrubs.
Mood:

From my educated guestimation, this one bloody calendar is taking up about 1.8 gigs of the previously mentioned "massive mailbox." Transfering it across the network, from current transfer rates, is going to take about 4-5 hours. It has been going for 2.5 hours so far, and has transfered about a gigs worth, 800 megs to go... and it's beginning to get me down. To say this is comparable to watching paint dry, really doesn't cut el queso if you get what I mean!

Add to that, my planned nice night in with Siobhan has been blown to shit, and she is probably curling up in bed at the moment, whilst I'm sat, upright, in this stupid chair, wishing I was in there with her.

So it's now 00:52, 650 megs ish to go... and I know, I took a while to write that, but I was waylaid by Scrubs and having a chat with Rosie, who's husband is one of the guitarists in possibly Gibraltar's best band to hit the scene, Se7en Sins!!

Bye for now, again, this is one rather miffed/depressed/lonely welshman, signing off, at 00:55

Monday, June 20, 2005

It's been a while...

...since I could hold my head up high...

[/Staind!]!!!

Time: 22:26
Music: Korn - One (off MTV Icon:Metallica)
Mood: Grrrr

So the london server decided to fall flat on its big flat arse this afternoon.
So I tried to fix it.
So now its getting late, I'm back in the office, after one offline defrag, trying to archive a massive mailbox to then run yet another offline defrag.
So work has been really stressing me out recently.
So I got a 75 quid fine for speeding back in December this morning.
So I have a massive water/electricity bill to pay off sharpish.
So I think, I might be back in that horrid depressed hole again... fun!

Lets get a move on shall we... Just listened to a crack mp3 of Steve Penk winding up DIY people, asking if they stock skirting board ladders, tartan paint, glass nails etc... lmfao!

Right, gonna get this sorted and go home.... night all

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

And it continues

Very brief, because I'm quite busy, some of us DO have to work you know.

It seems, people are finally doing something about the annoying little fucking BASTARD!!!!! that is the Crazy Frog.

The Crazy Frog ringtone commercial has attracted around 800 complaints from members of the public, the Advertising Standards Authority has said.

The industry watchdog has launched an investigation into objections to the TV advert.

Around 200 people feared the Jamster commercial was targeting children as potential subscribers for its ringtone service.

More Info

Bye for now :D