I have so much love in my heart for the internet. I wanted to find the lyrics for The Pixies’ Debaser so a quick google was in order. Seconds later I had the lyrics, some comments on them with an explanation of the French phrase and a note that The Frames had covered it. Less than 90 seconds later, an mp3 of The Frames cover was sitting on my desktop. How fucking cool is that?

Yesterday afternoon I was feeling quite wrecked. There was a stupid amount of stupid cocktails in stupid testtubes shot on Saturday afternoon, early in the fucking day and it was a really bad idea. So once everyone left the flat I figured I need to go and do something and not just stay around and play Eve all day. Cinema was the plan and I had a look see what was on. 21 Grams was the choice as I really really felt in the mood for a drama about life and death…which I thought it was. It was more of a thriller, trying a little too hard to be slickly directed but still enjoyable with an awesome cast. Sean Penn show’s that despite stealing Bill Murreys award he deserves an Oscar and Bienco Del Toro giving a really top performance also well deserve of an Oscar nomination but I don’t know why it was in a supporting role and not lead…and while checking them out on IMDB I note that Naomi Watts was also nominated for her most excellent performance. So, yes a good cast.

I ordered some gear from the Eve shop last week, split an order with Dave to save on some postage. I was rather amazed to receive an email on Friday telling me that it had been delivered. Of course I get into work today and it’s not here. I suspect that “delivered” and “soon” are the same word in Icelandic. And lo and behold an email comes back confirming my theory.

Readyhosting were hacked over the weekend, not all sites but many so that’s what you saw for a while on Sunday if you were trying to look here… Most of it is back up but I still need to get a main page back. I’ve also just looked at my stats for the first time in a long while…some of them are a little odd. Something to bear in mind I guess.

Lets see, not really much other than that. I may take the bus home so I can sit there and read and listen to some music. Then I shall autopilot around Eve reading away.

I have finally been to the post office 364 days to the date I promised this stuff…man I am so very shit. I fucking hate the post office too. It took me 30 minutes to get there and back and it’s less than 5 minutes from door to door.

In what has just become one of the day’s high points, in an IM conversation with my boss I told him that I was waiting on some information and that another member of my team was chasing the girl with the info, her name is Amy. Highly amused that I typed it out and then realised. Man I have had the urge to watch it again for a while now, I think that may just have sealed the deal.