Discovery

I found my old Game Boy Pocket I got about 10 or so years ago, it still works too! Just a couple of aaa batteries later and I was away. Pokemon yellow is currently underway, and having to start from the beginning brings back the fondest of memories.

'If I see another pidgey I'm going to scream'

I also 'borrowed' my brothers Game Boy Micro too, basically a really small Game Boy Advance. Pretty sweet. Think I may break out a classic - either The Sims 2 or The Urbz.

This should cure, if not put aside my extreme boredom in this horrendous flat.

Dan le Fake Blood

I discovered this as track number 1 on Fake Blood's essential mix my good friend Chris gave me.

Without doubt a very tasty tune for your ears to feed on.

We win taste contests. Not beauty contests...

...whatever you say Tango.

What I saw in town today

was what looked like a 20-odd year old man spitting, yes spitting at a bus driver. I had assume that the bus driver had done something wrong before, like almost run this man over (as he was crossing the road). With the story in my mind I watched the man grob onto the bus drivers window and hurl insults such as prick, dick, cunt etc. If this wasn't funny enough, whilst the bus driver was getting spat on he continued to wave both hands, beckoning the man to come closer and settle the feud by physical means. The man ignored this gesture because I think he thought a fight with a scouse bus driver would no end in his favor. Good decision.

By this time half the street, including me, were stood still, staring at him. He must have felt a bit of a dick as he made a brisk departure.

Exit stage left.

Timeless classics

Ooooooh shiiiiiit

£3500 a year degree...

and look what we did today.

Sssssssscallies

This was taken whilst the other gang-member (who wore glasses) was off chatting two 15/16 year-olds up by offering them fags.

This guy got game.

Another

Something else as well

I know I've posted a lot over the past few days. I need to calm myself down (and carry on).

Just a few pictures that are pretty cool, some are t-shirt designs and, well, some aren't?

IT'S A TRAP!

More more more

Whadya think

Absolutely brilliant

Uni computer decided to dump its physical memory

BSOD

Enter Springman

T-shirts number 2 - Spot the pun

Mental oven

Foundation for Whiteread

Waxing one's soul

Loving this tune, right back from second year of college. Around christmas time...

Enjoy:

It's just a selection of cakes! Pt. 2

It's just a selection of cakes!

Oh and another thing...

Best thing ever

Avatar

Just went to see Avatar for the second time and it still didn't disappoint. During the journey home we decided to order a Dominos, picking up the phone and being put on hold was one thing, but then not being able to hear anyone or be heard by anyone was another. We tried numerous times ringing each others phones but it didn't work on any of them. I'm still baffled.

Lost series 6

Louise told me about a shark having a Dharma sign on the shark whilst watching series 3 or 4. We didn't find it at the time, and it was only until the first episode of series 6 that I noticed it and was 'lucky' to take a screenshot of it (as I downloaded it of itunes).

Just a thought...

dubstep is getting way too dirty. Observe:

Shite.

Live on Later

Photosheep

'Flip Stuff Off Blog'

FINALLY! I'm not fucked anymore. I was dead yesterday. I watched The Goonies twice. Twice.

Anyway, I stumbled across this blog a while ago called 'flipstuffoff' and rediscovered if yesterday. It's absolutely genius.

I proper want to achieve something like this in the near future.

Just got to take my camera out with me more often.

Here's the blog anyway:

http://flipstuffoff.wordpress.com/

It's a Wordpress sight so you can't follow (sorry) - I'm not really.

Enjoy anyway!

This is shit

I miss my flatmates. Roll on 4 weeks time.

The Inevitable Pt. 2

I finally moved today into my temporary room in Opal Court.

The day started out with me having lectures 9-3, after which I came back to the reception only to be greeted by the moody australian bitch who was baffled at the idea of ordering me a taxi (which it had clearly stated in the letter they'd do). With this I took off for my room to finish packing my belongings and started to bring them down to the reception. Luckily by this time the other, nicer woman was there who didn't hesitate to order me a taxi, considering how much of a fuss I had made earlier about the whole situation. For this I was grateful.

Taxi arrived and I packed everything I considered important into the boot. We set off round the corner with the fair reaching an endearing £2.40. I had to pay for this. Obviously. Then I had to take the receipt to the manager and he would 'reimburse' me. He did so by waving a fiver and asking for change, of which I didn't have. He went to the taxi to get change. I didn't get any change.

Lugging all my things up 2 stories with no help whatsoever I was finally in my new room. Which I may add is a luxury double room. Sweet.

This doesn't start to make up for the ball ache of this whole situation.

I'll just be glad when the 4 weeks ahead are over.