Month: January 2003

Awesome photo from Mr Wheeler of the Velvet admin.

Thank fuck. God I love my job at times.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck

If it is too late, this could be a real hassle.

NEVER EVER use autofill for anything.

Buffy was ok, Angel was excellent with a really good ending, roll on more.

I do have a cold of some sort, but it seems pretty mild. I am pretty convinced my sore throat is way more due to second hand smoke from Tuesday night. Perhaps a quiet weekend in reading and watching stuff would be better than the loads of sci-fi movies intended. But I do really want to see Westworld in the cinema

Going back to what I was saying earlier today about pool, I’m lead to think of an episode of Star Trek. I have no idea which one it was (nor even which show) but there were bubbles of something floating around and different things happened in different bubbles. Well, what if there were bubbles of skill dotted throughout the world. When you stand in one of those bubbles, you have the skill. That’s what it felt like. I am such a geek.

Had a nice lunch with some of the guys today, while there might not be a lot of um enthusiasm for stuff going on, I do work with a lot of good people. I did have to smile as one person did extol the virtues of a certain girl. I think I’d noticed that one 😉

It snowed again, not much. Just enough to make it a little dangerous walking up the road to get the bus…and the bus late.

I’m going to watch Buffy and Angel and then I’m going to go to bed early.

bollocks.

I feel like shit. Were there not builders ripping my flat apart at the moment I would have given some consideration to not coming in today.

Last night was the tech floor pool night out. As per usual the numbers dwindle at about a quarter to six. On Monday we had 12 people going along, last night there were four. Still it was fun. Had a really good pizza in Pizza Express and played for the night. The usual stuff, some moments of brilliance in between many moments of shitness.

‘The Zone’. I had some thoughts on this late last night. There were a couple of stages last night where I was in ‘The Zone’. I don’t know how to describe it other than I knew I was going to make the shot and I did and there is just this amazing level of confidence moving onto the next shot and again it goes in. I wonder if that really does affect play, knowing that you will make the shot and striding around to behind the white, not even having to line it up, just knowing your spot on. Hit the ball and it goes in. simple as 1 – 2 – 3. It was kinda like walking into a bubble of skill or luck. Once you hit ‘The Zone’, your unbeatable. Man if I could play like that all the time, I would be a damn good player. More on this later, I just don’t feel like typing now.

I’m not just actively using Meeting Maker to keep my social life in order, I’m completly relying on it. Something new going on next week and it goes straight onto the calendar.

This morning was bad. I did not have a single drink last night nor will I tonight. I am actually going to exercise some willpower for a while. Anyway I had some food in the pool hall last night and it was bad to the point of where I threw up first thing this morning and I feel like shit. For the first time in a long time, I also woke up feeling like I had just closed my eyes and had not actually had any sleep. I was very disoriented for a moment.

In other news Dave and I have been playing online chess for the past few days and last night we were talking about how we both played. I’ve been winning most of the games (we have not played many) and I was quite surprised by this as I’m not that good of a player and I have not played in years. I use to play a lot in school but that was 8 years ago or so.
Anyway one thing which we talked about was how we both looked at the game. I’m better at online chess I think because I can look straight down on the pieces and it fits together better than trying to look around them on a chess board and Dave feels the exact opposite way.
So I get into work this morning to find that not only has Dave cleaned his desk but there is a chessboard fully set up. I wonder what I shall do for lunchtime.

I have no kitchen. There was nothing there when I got home last night. The room is bare, just the walls an the floor and the ceiling.

At 23rd Street Station, Train Comes With a Gown.
Awesome story, all the more seeing as it is true and I know the guy from a few forums.

I already bought the fucking 5 disc special edition you bastards. Now a mere year later fucking NINE fucking disc special edition.

Fucking bastards.

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Tonight was pool down the proper pool hall and was lots of fun. Tomorrow is the same but with many more people coming along.

Loads of other stuff going on, the question of the day is when is it ok (and indeed required) for you to pressure your friends into telling you what is going on?

Just talking to someone about DC. I want to go back. Aside from wanting to see friends I want to wander around the Mall armed with my camera. I’d need more memory for it I’m sure. Ah well who knows. Flights are cheap to here and I do have a place to stay. Sometime.

Oh and I really need to get around to finishing reading His Dark Materials. Read and enjoyed the first book, bought the next two…left on shelf. Maybe take some time off.

Online Chess rocks.

I really should go to bed. I have new Buffy and new Angel calling to me. The cds are sitting beside me and I want to watch them. I need to get more cds, I’ve only a few left. And damn it, I missed CSI and Boomtown tonight as I was out playing pool later than I had planned.

Follow the day and reach for the sun. The Spree are so much not rock n’ roll that they are nothing but rock n’ roll.

The State of the Union: Drinking Game – awesome. Will there be a war when I wake up in the morning?

We all screwup. It happens. I know I do. I do a lot in fact.

What I do not do however is only think to ask if my passport and papers allow me to enter a country when I reach the boarding gate. Ladies and Gentlemen; my sister who shall not be spending the next week in Korea.

On another note, 25 people jumping around in white robes still rocks.

The video for The Polyphonic Spree’s Hanging Around is streamable here and is at the same time so very rock n’ roll and completly not rock n’ roll.

25 people in long white robes jumping around never looked this good.