words XXIV

I can’t concentrate today. It has been a long weekend with no chances for sleeping in and I guess it’s just gotten to me. My head is screaming out for some new music or some different music and I’ve not got anything which fits the bill. Added to that one of my headphones seems to be on the blink and it’s damaging the listening experience quite a bit when it acts up.

We just went out for a belated welcome lunch for a new (well returning really) team member. Headed to the Persian restaurant nearby the office and it was really nice. Great food and a nice couple of hours out of the office.

I’ve sat down to blog a few times over the past few days and very much so today. This particular entry was started and added to since around 11 this morning. I don’t really have that much to say…well I do a little but I just don’t feel like typing it. Saying that, were I not a work now I’m getting to the mood to just keep going.

Heading out to dinner again tonight (that’ll make at least 8 meals out since Saturday) and then home early. I have work in the morning and dad’s on his course. But West Wing is on late tonight so of course I have to stay up for that. I am really glad that this weekend is a long weekend again and can kick back and relax.

And just to make you groan while I think about doing some stupid.

So this guy walks into a bar with his pet monkey. He orders a drink and while he’s drinking, the monkey’s jumping around all over the place.
The monkey grabs some olives off the bar and eats them. Then grabs some sliced limes and eats them. Then jumps onto the pool table, grabs one of the billiard balls, sticks it in his mouth, and to everyone’s amazement, somehow swallows it whole!

The bartender screams at the guy, “Did you see what your monkey just did?”

The guy’s like, “No, what?”

“He just ate the cue ball off my pool table – whole!”

“Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me,” replies the guy. “He eats everything in sight, the little bastard. Sorry. I’ll pay for the cue ball and stuff…”

So he finishes his drink, pays his bill, pays for the stuff the monkey ate, and leaves.

Two weeks later he’s in the bar again, and has his monkey with him. He orders a drink and the monkey starts running around the bar again. While the guy is finishing his drink, the monkey finds a maraschino cherry on the bar. He grabs it, sticks it up his butt, pulls it out, and eats it.

The bartender is disgusted.

“Did you see what your monkey did now?” he asks.

“No, what?” replies the guy.

“Well, he stuck a maraschino cherry up his butt, pulled it out, and ate it!” says the bartender.

“Yeah, that doesn’t surprise me,” replies the guy. “He still eats everything in sight, but ever since he swallowed that cue ball, he measures everything first…”

Right, not really got the time or indeed the inclination to blog today. I intend to blog some tomorrow but I want to state that X2 was excellent and while there were some hints coming up to it, I didn’t see that ending coming at all. It was awesome.

I can’t imagine it being a problem but X2 is the move for The Matrix to beat this year.

Good day if a little long. Manged to sober up well before 10pm which was good. Got an early start in the morning to go and see X-Men 2 and then an afternoon at the Art Deco exhibit in the V&A. Then dinner I suspect and an earlier night than that past two.

Sleep now more later maybe, tis been an interesting evening.

God Angel has gotten really shit.

Well tonight was a night. I have a really cute girls number in my phone now and had a couple of good conversations with her tonight. It just wasn’t the right cute girl… and was a couple of strange conversations, she wasn’t even ringing for me!

It was a good night, we had some laughs and a good time and lots of beer. The latter perhaps not being so good. I did find out there is a cute girl with funky hair living on my estate. It’s not stalking if we are walking the same way!.

*sigh* little black numbers are evil…but also wonderful but really very evil and should be put completely out of mind…again. FUCK.

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Free from your past, free of your future too, there’s nothing left to rise above but you.
Show me your ocean red, kiss the tears that stain my neck, drug me with visions untrue.
But I own a photograph, you lay there naked on your back, safe in a stone house by the sea.
There’s nothing true and nothing’s real, but I remember one clear feeling, warm beneath your gentle company.
When I lay dying upon some bed, I hope that you’ll remember this: the only one I want to see is you.
— Michael Gira, “Untitled Love Song”

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via Die Puny Humans.

wow. I need to hear this. If it sounds anything like the lyrics, I could crush on it straight away.

Fuck. I can’t put some stuff into words. I’m just not really comfortable with it. I don’t know if I ever will be and until such a stage I’m gonna just play it over in my mind every now and again.

Sleep now, airport in the morning.

Whoo hoo. I have tickets for the X-Men 2 press preview on Sunday morning. Whoo hoo 🙂 🙂 🙂 🙂

There are still a few perks of the job left 🙂

And now, even better. My entire team now have tickets. Roll on Sunday morning. Whoo hoo!

This morning in my inbox was a nice little piece of e-mail. Radiohead’s first single There, There from the forthcoming Hail to the Thief is available in a full release online. So off I go. And as it turns out, it’s true. The version of HTTT which hit the net a few weeks ago was an unfinished copy. This tune is so much richer than the one which I grabbed back then. I’m looking forward to the album a hell of a lot now. Given how much I enjoyed the work in progress I hope for great things from the final version.

Going from one end to another, I’m listening to a cover of Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door by Avril Lavigne. It’s not really very good. Next up, AOL are streaming Blur’s new album and I intend to give that a listening to. Or maybe not. Two tracks in and I’m done. Flaming Lips is now the soundtrack of the day.

Just been to see Phone Booth. As much as I dislike Joel Schumacher for the damage he did to the Batman franchise, this was an excellent little movie. Farrell does a really good job of standing in a phone booth and acting for 90 minutes. I was looking forward to seeing this quite a bit. I like the idea and the trailer was pretty good. I heard some bad things about it from a friend earlier in the week and that put me off a little but it’s one of the better movies of recent years. Well worth seeing.

Mixed signals. *sigh* I have no real idea about anything anymore. It is certainly a strange turn around and I am completely lost. Tomorrow is yet another today. Although technically it already is.

I have to admit a little excitement about various blogging pieces of news I heard today. I am looking forward to having new toys to play with and some new systems to check out. If Typepad can import all my Blogger entries and contains many of the Moveable Type features then I am very interested. However having seen the entire new Blogger, I’m quite excited about getting in and using it on this blog. Of course a third option could surface at anytime now. New hosting perhaps and go with an install of MT…hmmm. We shall see. Interesting times for sure. Some interesting discussions with the lads in work around the subject today. Turns out that on my team of 4, two of us blog, one publicly, one semi-privately, one of us keeps a hand written diary and the last won’t do either as his thoughts aren’t for the world to see. Interesting points of view there. I suspect this is a subject we shall be discussing again.

I have so much I need to get done before the weekend. I need to do some cleaning and some washing and get the spare room into order. I have no idea when I will do this. Well, that’s not true. I do. It has to be early Saturday morning. I’ve to be at Heathrow at 11am ish which means leaving here around 10am. In order to get everything ready, I shall have to be up at around 8am ish. All this after a Friday night out in town with the lads.
No chance.

I am, I have to admit a little annoyed. I don’t like the way some things are going at the moment and to be quite honest I’m more than a little sick of some things. I don’t think I can even explain this very well but I guess I’m seeing or at least I think I am, a bad attitude taking effects on others. It’s not a good thing, in fact it’s a very bad thing. And yes I’m very aware of glasshouses but this is really getting to me and has been for a while. Perhaps I’m wrong.

Oh on whole other fronts, work. Something wonderful happened today. We had a problem. This happens a lot. We got on the phone and asked someone for help. This too happens a lot. Well, we didn’t get the answers we needed, but we got something just as good. We got someone completely familiar with the situation who understands our problems exactly and can help us out. Not only that but the conversation ends with us being told that if he can’t figure it out, he’ll set up a call early next week with a group of developers and we’ll all go through it. This never happens. It was one of the most productive calls I’ve ever been on. I guess we really should have done that earlier…mea culpa.

Something struck me on the bus on the way home. I’m reading Iain Bank’s The Crow Road and it’s a damn fine read. There was a line about teenagers and the way they begin to interact with adults. It suddenly had me thinking and indeed remembering what it was like when you got to that stage where when you met up with your extended family and you were too old to go off with the kids but too young to sit with the adults. It’s a strange time I guess. It also sorta got me thinking on how different my relationship is with my parents and indeed some of my aunts and uncles now that it ever was. All in a good way.

That in turn lead me to another thought. I wonder what that relationship would, among many other things, be like had I stayed on in Dublin. If I had taken my redundancy and gone job hunting. I don’t believe for a second I would be in as good a position as I am today and for all I know I could be still living at home. I just don’t know. But it did have me thinking for a while. Who knows what might have been? How different would my life be right now. Would I be sitting in our utility room typing this. Hmm maybe not. I don’t even know if I’d have a blog. Ah well, idle thoughts eh?

“We have to take a look at the relationship. We have to look at all aspects of our relationship with France in light of this,” Mr Powell said in the interview on the Charlie Rose Show.
Asked if there were consequences for having opposed the US, Mr Powell replied “yes” but he did not elaborate.

BBC News | US signals action against France.

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