Bah. Well, first of all, can you believe I just asked for a haircut on a SATURDAY and the woman booked me in for FRIDAY! WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO? Life is pretty thrilling at the moment. I've just finished some of the most brutal exams ever. The final one was three and a half hours long. It was brutal. To celebrate, I terminated my month-off-drinking with style at the Lord Clifden. The Lord Clifden is a merry pub, owned by, apparently, an extremely rich person. Deciding he didn't know what to do with his money, he opened two pubs in Hockley. He's from London! When asked why he would start up two new pubs in Hockley, he replied. I can't remember what he said though.
So this has been a week off of sorts. I have therefore passed the time by playing an assortment of computer games. Right now, World of Warcraft is getting played a fair bit. Wilko and I are trekking through the frozen north like mighty blood elf heroes of some description or other. Would you believe it has been four years since I started playing WoW? Check the link for my first ever trip into Goldshire's inn. Amazing times. I found that picture and many other classics on my Photobucket, which I have now moved to Google. In that album are such classics as "John is Sean Bean's other daughter" and "John cuts himself with penknife trying to open packet of crystalised ginger".
I also decided to archive my old Livejournal. Imagine if all that material were lost! All my memories of university would vanish in an instant. Except not, because I can remember some of it in my head. But not all of it. I was reminded of how I used to go and buy new cds and dvds on a whim all the time, explaining the fact I now have no life savings years later. Don't tell me parents.
Speaking of buying things on a whim, I just bought an awesome collection of mega drive games for the Playstation. Like the sort of thing you could get on the Wii, but instead of paying 7 quid for one game you pay 25 quid for 40 games. Seems like a good call to me. Plus they've added things like *gasp* the ability to "SAVE THE GOD-DAMN GAME". Imagine a life before quicksave? Hard to fathom, really, but that's how we all used to do it. Hours spent trying to get Sonic to the end of that "FUCKING" Flying Fortress, only for it all to be for naught when Robotnik gets in a stupid robot suit and fucks you in the face. Can you believe he's called "Dr Eggman" now? I don't want to think about it.
So this has been a week off of sorts. I have therefore passed the time by playing an assortment of computer games. Right now, World of Warcraft is getting played a fair bit. Wilko and I are trekking through the frozen north like mighty blood elf heroes of some description or other. Would you believe it has been four years since I started playing WoW? Check the link for my first ever trip into Goldshire's inn. Amazing times. I found that picture and many other classics on my Photobucket, which I have now moved to Google. In that album are such classics as "John is Sean Bean's other daughter" and "John cuts himself with penknife trying to open packet of crystalised ginger".
I also decided to archive my old Livejournal. Imagine if all that material were lost! All my memories of university would vanish in an instant. Except not, because I can remember some of it in my head. But not all of it. I was reminded of how I used to go and buy new cds and dvds on a whim all the time, explaining the fact I now have no life savings years later. Don't tell me parents.
Speaking of buying things on a whim, I just bought an awesome collection of mega drive games for the Playstation. Like the sort of thing you could get on the Wii, but instead of paying 7 quid for one game you pay 25 quid for 40 games. Seems like a good call to me. Plus they've added things like *gasp* the ability to "SAVE THE GOD-DAMN GAME". Imagine a life before quicksave? Hard to fathom, really, but that's how we all used to do it. Hours spent trying to get Sonic to the end of that "FUCKING" Flying Fortress, only for it all to be for naught when Robotnik gets in a stupid robot suit and fucks you in the face. Can you believe he's called "Dr Eggman" now? I don't want to think about it.
