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    Tuesday, April 17th, 2007
    8:05 pm
    'Contentment is the bane of creativity'
    Or something along those lines. Just summing up the reason for not entering anything here in millions of years. I have nothing to complain about, so i've been writing nothing. Sounds silly but writing positively is always laborious and in a sense, pointless. With a little pinch of Xenophobia, I'd make a good Daily Mail journalist.

    The reason for my contentment (sick buckets at the ready)? Ceri quite simply. Approaching the six month mark and things have gone more smoothly than I possibly could have imagined. It only feels like a matter of weeks & where the time has gone I have no idea. What makes it more amasing is that i've barely put a foot wrong or said anything stupid; which is highly impressive for me, and when I have it's just been taken in good humour and laughed off.

    So yes. Very content.

    'I Feel Lucky
    I Just Feel That Way'

    Current Mood: content
    Sunday, December 3rd, 2006
    3:11 pm
    Oooh...fun...
    1. YOUR SPY NAME: (middle name and current street name)
    Graeme Bryngwyn

    2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your dad's side, your favourite sweet)
    Arthur Chewingnut...?

    3. YOUR RAP NAME: (first initial of first name, first three or four letters of your last name)
    M Osul

    4. YOUR GAMER TAG: (a favourite colour, a favourite animal)
    Black Meerkat

    5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
    Graeme Newport

    6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name)
    Osu Son Whi

    7. JEDI NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your mum's maiden name spelled backwards)
    Emeag Nosnibor

    8. PORN STAR NAME: (first pet's name, the street you grew up on)
    Cfor Bryngwyn

    9. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favourite colour, the car your mum drives)
    The Black Aerodeck...?

    10. YOUR ACTION HERO NAME: (first name of a main character in the last movie you watched, last food you ate)
    Chopper Cheeseontoast
    FEAR ME!


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    Ack! Near the end of covering for my father and it's been a right bastard. Abusive customers, illogical faults that refuse to go away, total board replacements in the dead of night & completely unsociable hours.
    Have not been out in about 3 weeks and not a single drop of alcohol has passed my lips in about the same time. This Friday in intend to get supremely drunk.

    But it is all for a good cause! My parents inform me they have bought a plot of land and even made contact with a good local builder who will undertake construction work for them. To be honest I am very surprised. I really did think all this wouldn't come in to fruition and it would just be a pipe dream but they've done what they said they'd do and things are looking good. This also means that i'll have to either get on with this electrical lark (but to be honest I really have not enjoyed these past few weeks) or search for an alternative form of work. Craig has offered and I am quite tempted. But the long term security of a position in his family's company is not assured.
    Never happy am i?

    Birthday went down alright. Not many people about for it but then I didn't tell anyone. So my own fault really. Actually had a good time though as opposed to my usual birthday celebrations which involve me being in a foul mood and moping around for days afterwards.

    23. Eeep.

    'Shorter of Breath
    & One Step Closer To Death'

    Current Mood: Knackered
    Thursday, October 19th, 2006
    1:24 pm
    What's wrong with people?
    I'm almost annoyed. If I wasn't so damn lazy I would be a dangerous person.
    So I parked in my usual spot at the weekend when staying at Mike's place and going back and returned to my car to drive home the next day. Noticed a few bumps in the bonnent and a massive gash which had been caused by some little fuckers jumping up and down on it. No biggie, could just bang them back out with a toffee mallet plus I was parked in the view of a CCTV camera owned by Wetherspoons so I could find the culprits and get them proscecuted if I felt so inclined. Started on my journey home when a Police car turns around and then pulls me over. I was informed, not in a very nice manner either, that I was driving around without a licence plate and would be prosecuted for doing so, to which I replied I was unaware that my plate was missing.
    Got out and checked the front of the car and the entire front bumper was missing. Told the Police about the vandalism and they took pity saying they often had problems in that area. Took the opportunity to report the incident and mention it may have been caught on camera.
    So off to Wetherspoons to see about retrieving the tape only to find out that the tape had not been running when it happened. Bastards.
    Luckily on my way out I noticed my bumper hanging on top of a wall in some razor wire, so I borrowed a ladder to perilously get it back.

    No major damage was caused and the car is a bit of a heap anyway so I don't really care about asthetics. But it begs the question; what sense of satisfaction, what smidgen of joy can possibly be gained from vandalising someone else's property? Not only that but a complete strangers property who has done nothing to you and probably never will?
    What kind of immature, insolent, ignorant, idiotic twat would get so angry at someones car or take their anger out on it? I mean were they jelous? And if they were what the fuck for? It's a piece of crap. If they were venting frustration they sould have gone for a fucking walk and not interfered with someone else's business.

    It's probably just down to bloody mindedness and pure scumacity, if I may invent a word.

    Apart from that little adventure things have taken an unexpected turn.
    After going so long without have any meaningful employment I've had no less than three offers of permanent employment. Which is a bit annoying.
    One from Craig, as his family need to take on someone for the business and as i'm used to travelling around and working in peoples homes they thought of me. Plus i've known them for quite a time and am deemed trustworthy.
    Second from Geoff wishing to hire me full time at Beechwood. The offer apparently was tentative for a very long time but he's just taken on a new patch so needs the extra staff for more than just part time.
    Thirdly is my father who is thinking of putting me on the books properly.

    Of course my priorities lie with my father as if his back gives out again i need to be there to drive and do the difficult work for him. But to be honest working with him is trying my patience. I like to keep my mouth shut, let him have his way and do as he says for peaces sake but it's getting very hard to do so. Plus getting a proper registered job with either Geoff or Craig would give me a fair bit more money and independance, which I could really use to be honest. Not really a decision at all really. Maybe I could go back to them when my parents eventually move. Until then I'll have to grin and bear it.

    Birthay is soon. 23. How depressing...

    'You Run & You Run To Catch Up With The Sun But It's Sinking
    Racing Around To Come Up Behind You Again'

    Current Mood: gloomy
    Monday, October 2nd, 2006
    6:39 pm
    Are You Trying To Seduce Me?
    Oops. That's all I can say.

    Had a pretty good weekend but spent way too much money. As usual.
    TJ's on Friday & can't really remember much of the night except that it was a laugh. Not as many people out as I had hoped though.
    Saturday however was very vivid. 'Twas a Bogiez night to tagged along with Russ and Tucker with the hope of meeting other people in the Lockin afterwards. The night was punctuated by copious amounts of drink, other substances & falling about like an idiot, which in some circles is considered to be 'dancing'. All was well, good humoured & fun.

    Towards the end of the night we had expelled most of our energy so were chilling out sitting near the doorway facing the dancefloor. Our frivolous conversation was interrupted by a rather striking girl who came up to me, straddled & sat on one of my legs and enquired if I could undo the knot on her laced top as it was 'hot'. I dutifully tried to oblige but found my nails were not long enough. So instead of getting the hint and attempting to strike up a conversation or just going for it (as at that point it really wasn't necessary) I directed her to Tucker, informing her that his nails were more up to the job in question.
    According to Tucker she then tried various other methods of trying to get her point across (which he said would have made him shit himself with fear) but I was still under the distinct impression that she was just being friendly. Eventually she got up and wandered off. About twenty seconds later what she was trying to do sank in but she was long gone. Spent the rest of the night (and a good portion of a hungover Sunday) kicking myself.
    Considering my frame of mind recently regarding that sort of thing, I wonder what the hell my brain was doing. Although to be honest a girl who tries that approach is usually bad news. Still...

    We lost Russ to another girl who didn't have any problems convincing him of where to go after Bogiez so we headed off to the Lockin which turned out to be closed. Nice of Andy to inform us. So we headed off back to Newport and talked rubbish long in to the morning.

    Apart from that little episode things have been fairly normal. Parents have booked another property viewing holiday soon so the reigns will be handed over to me again. Dad's back is in good shape and Brother recovered surprisingly quickly after the operation.
    So not much to gripe about. Sorted.

    'Everywhere No One Cares
    The Fire Is Spreading
    & No One Wants To Speak About It'

    Current Mood: Bemused
    Thursday, September 28th, 2006
    4:48 pm
    A Traditional British Holiday...
    Had my 'Holiday' as it were in Blackpool of all places (after all that fuss getting my passport too), but despite this, managed to have a pretty good time.
    Went with Gareth, his mate Anthony and Gareths awful girlfriend whos name I won't even mention.
    Stayed in a caravan park that's loosely connected to Haven, so you know what to expect. Lot's of obscenely cheery holiday reps trying to sell you things, comfort distraught children, prance around in silly costumes and put on, quite frankly, awful entertainment nights (although there was one Pirate based sing song evening which was a laugh).

    Managed to visit quite a few places and got our choices at the pleasure beach as it was out of season. So no waiting in queues for us.

    Blackpool itself is a Chav's dream holiday destination. Arcades installed in every other building, gambling emporiums, dubious merchandise stands and lots of cheap alcohol vendors. Looking past that though it was probably once a nice place. A lick of paint wouldn't go amiss. Maybe a few weeks of martial law too.

    Gareth and Anthony were a laugh and just about managed not to throttle the bint. I think we all annoyed her so much with our various antics (including deriding the construction of the caravan, peirs and anything that came in to view...actually we actually put a hole in North peir after stamping on the boards and shouting 'SHODDY, SHODDY, SHODDY WORKMANSHIP!!'. That and it's about 150 years old) that she gave in and shut up for the latter part of the week. Bliss.
    Aside from Blackpool itself we went to a Truckfest and got to see lots of cars being crushed by Monster Trucks. Excellent.

    Did me good to get away for a bit and see a place scummier than Newport. I intend to save up for a while so I can bugger off abroad soon. We shall see...

    'If There's A New Way
    I'll Be The First In Line
    But It'd Better Work This Time'

    Current Mood: content
    Monday, September 4th, 2006
    6:28 pm
    Dancing With Death
    Someone or something out there wants me dead. I'm sure of it.

    After having a pretty cool night out in Cardiff on Saturday, Myself, Tucker, Kyle and a lady friend of his were on our way back to Newport. Kyle was driving and had already assured me that the hideous noises coming from the car were 'nothing'. So we were a bit bemused to see the rear left wheel bouce in front and away from us, then down an embankment (luckily not in a built up area). Not quite sure if it was out wheel or not we decided to pull over and investigate where it was revealed that the tyre had in fact come off and made its bid for freedom despite all the wheel bolts being in situ and the suspension strut being intact.
    Of course being drunk Tucker and I found this all very amusing until the Police turned up and told us off for laughing about it. But they didn't even check anyone's details or give Kyle a breath test (he was sober) and then buggered off without asking if we were okay or making sure we were safe. To protect and serve, my arse.
    So we waited a good hour or so for the recovery van to come and drop us off.

    Today in work we had a puncture on the van and a lorry very nearly took us out on the hard shoulder. That and a few angry dogs make me feel like i'm in Final Destination.
    But apart from all the attempts on my life, things aren't too bad.

    Brother has recovered well from his operation and will be resuming college when it starts again.
    Dads back has been holding up well and they are planning another trip to Portugal soon.

    Most people are good and sorted as far as i'm aware so nothing to mope about there.

    Doo bee doo bee doo...

    'Cause Imitation's Boring
    Cry For Love...'

    Current Mood: amused
    Thursday, August 31st, 2006
    6:46 pm
    Joy
    Oh my god. What a weekend. Missed most people on friday as I went to TJ's but bumped in to Monty and Steph which was great. Monty has moved back from Carlilse to Abergavenny of all places. But she's still alot closer than she was. Still with her bloke too which is good for her as he's a great guy. As much as I want to hate him. 'Twas good to see her again.
    After ingesting a certain chemical I spent Sunday and Monday laughing my arse off, having epihanies, freaking out and generally having an amasing time. Probably the best time i've had in a very, very long time. Maybe ever. Although I did miss Ceri's birthday because of it. There was no way I was going to drive when the floor wouldn't stay still and navigating objects like pillows seemed like climbing the most unforgiving mountains.

    Apart from that things have been fairly normal. My mood cycle seems to have kicked itself back in to non-chalant mode. Which isn't brilliant but it's better than depressed.

    'Just Dropped In
    To See What Condition
    My Condition Was In'

    Current Mood: indifferent
    Friday, August 18th, 2006
    5:47 pm
    Last to know...
    So only A few days ago I was made aware that my brother had been considering having surgery done for a long time and that he was going under the knife on Thursday. Came as a bit of a shock as he never actually seemed bothered about his ailment.
    He suffers from a genetic condition that runs in our family (I forget the technical name) on my fathers side. It leads to either a severely concave chest or a 'Robin' chest.
    My father has it and so did his brothers. Thankfully, I take more after my mothers side so I only have an ever so slight indent.

    But my brothers is very pronounced & he feels very concious about it. Doctors also believe it may be contributing to his heart murmur and asthma.
    It was a pretty big operation and lasted around four and a half hours. It involved cracking his sternum and ribs and resetting them with steel pins and bolts. By no means a simple or routine procedure.

    He'll be in intensive care for a while and be out of action for months at home. Which means I shant be able to taunt him.
    Parents didn't want him to have it done but they accepted that ultimately, it was his decision. They're still pretty nervous about the outcome. So fingers crossed.

    In light of all this, events in my world have been few and frivilous. Working steadily but feeling the claws of complacency sinking in which isn't helping my downturn in mood. It seems whenever I actually try and take an active interest in something to better myself, be it work or play, it becomes a massive chore. Being the type of person I am and in my frame of mind this usually can only lead to disappointment.

    Hand me the Prozac and Ritalin ice cream...

    'The River Was Deep
    The Current Was Strong
    You Thought You Could Swim
    But You were Wrong'

    Current Mood: contemplative
    Saturday, July 29th, 2006
    1:00 pm
    Same ol' Same ol'
    Aha. It seems one of my seasonal bouts of depression has kicked in. I've become quite disinterested in everything and everyone which is a bit rubbish because things were going quite swimmingly in many respects. The welly of my mind has become stuck in the muddy banks of self analysis but hopefully I should be able to wrench it out soon. I always manage to ride these bouts out without too much fuss and, let's face it, my usual state of mind isn't far from brooding and depressive anyway.
    So if i've been acting off with people, I apologise.

    I believe most people, both friends and family, are good and keeping well. Not really been up to anything or anyone special which sucks a bit and may be a contributing factor to my frame of mind. A change every now and then can do wonders so i'll have to take a little break from myself sometime.

    'Did You Exchange
    A Walk On Part In The World
    For A Lead Role In A Cage'

    Current Mood: melancholy
    Monday, June 19th, 2006
    6:17 pm
    Drugs Are Bad...Mmmkay?
    Bit of a hectic weekend. Went out friday and got very, very drunk. Usual Friday night out but Jo was about and I did spend waaaaay too much money.
    Saturday was a vastly different affair however. Took part in a surprise birthday party for Leanne which went well and met a few new cool people before heading off to Bogiez. Good time was had by all as far as I could tell although Dave was in a bit of a mood as he'd had a bust up with Kayleigh over something. Instead of heading home at 3:00 like I usually do Andy convinced me to join them at the Lock In, which is a Fancy Dress shop run by an aging hippy which turns in to a drug den/chillout room/ party on a saturday night until early in the morning.

    Things were all good until I decided to indulge myself some more when I'd already consumed my fair share of narcotics for the night.
    Felt okay for a while but then started to feel really anxious and desperate. From what I can remember I was about to say something to Andy when my toes started to spasm and curled right up on themselves, which was not very nice to put it lightly, then I passed out. I have vivid recollections of looking at the floor and not being able to do anything about it, then being dragged.
    Came to outside with a carton of pineapple juice in my hands and a few concerned faces around. Andy, Tucker and Ben were valiant enough to drag my carcass outside (Actually the job was left to Tucker, poor guy), cool me down and make sure I was alright.

    Apparently I gave them all a good fright as I had gone completely white and my lips had gone purple. Had a good chat with them about do's and dont's for future reference (although not for a while I think), had a bit of a laugh then headed back on inside.
    So Kudos to them for looking out for me and making sure my brain didn't cook in my skull.

    Spent Sunday and today recovering. Think i'll take it easy for a few weeks...

    'It's Better To Burn Out
    Than To Fade Away
    My My, Hey Hey'

    Current Mood: recumbent
    Thursday, June 15th, 2006
    6:30 pm
    Quite good.
    So my tenure as workman 24/7 extraordinaire has come to a close and I can safely say, with a deep seated sense of smugness, that I did very well and encountered very few problems. Not the nightmare fuck-up-fest I was expecting. Even father made a complimentary gesture and offered a handshake in return for my services. Still has not paid me yet though.
    If anything i've proven to myself that I am capable of doing things and retaining information, even if it does take some repeated drilling.
    Time to get down to venturing along the official route to qualifications etc etc...

    Parents had a good time in Madeira but didn't find a property that took their fancy. Dads back has remained good and most people are in good health and spirits. Looking forward to seeing people back from Uni soon hopefully.

    I'll try to remain positive and leave negative things for another time when I can unload them all in one go.

    'She Told Me Don't Bother To Call Again
    'Till I Cut Off...All My Hair'

    Current Mood: Relieved
    Wednesday, May 31st, 2006
    11:09 am
    Holding the Fort...
    Well parents are out property searching in Maderia so I am left at home taking care of things, including the business. Things have been quiet so far, which is a mixed blessing. The annoying thing is I have to carry the business mobile with me literally everywhere. That includes the cinema last night.
    Still, if I get stuck on anything Lou is around to back me up.

    Covering the business means I will miss Ted Nudgent in Nottingham. Which is very annoying. Doubt the gun toting, meat eating redneck will be back in the UK anytime soon. Boooo.

    Went camping in West Wales on the weekend in the wet and rain. Got molested by a Dalmation on heat and I now have claw marks all over my leg. I'd much prefer some human female claw marks to be perfectly honest, but that's not going to happen any time soon.
    But it was a laugh to see Gareth and co. for the first time in absolutely ages, although he still hasn't managed to get away from his bunnyboiler of a girlfriend. She is probably the most hideous person I have ever met. It's sad to see her suck all the life and energy out of him. I'm never going to advocate violence against women, but she deserves a kick in the cunt.

    So yeah. Sitting around...waiting for a mission.

    Depending on who's about in the next week or so I may be hosting a BBQ in my forest of a back garden. So keep your ears peeled.

    'I hear the rain
    She's coming down again'

    Current Mood: indifferent
    Thursday, May 11th, 2006
    4:54 pm
    Not written anything for a while. Been having fun (too much in some circumstances), drinking too much alcohol still, working pretty frequently, feeling groovy overall.
    Only made a few bad alcohol influenced decisions ('Decision' is probably not the right word to use). One of which is quite regrettable but we needn't go in to that. Not at all.

    Dad is feeling well enough to attempt to go looking for property in Spain. So parents are going off to Maderia soon and leaving me in charge of operations. Lou will be available to back me up should I run in to any problems or unfathomable events electrical work wise.
    Feeling pretty confident about things really. Need to sit myself down and familiarise myself with regulations etc etc... Trying to find out if I can just take the bloody exams for Part P registration so I don't have to sit through 3 years of college to learn things I mostly already know and my dad can teach me in a couple of months. Pretty much made up my mind that i'm going to stick with this and try to make the most of it like I should have done ages ago. After all, I can always change career or have an artistic-waster-esque existence on the side later along the road.

    Rachel's birthday a few days ago so she'll be coming back home for a celebration in conjunction with dad's birthday. Unfortunatley celebrations may be short lived as Nan has been taken in to Hospital and things are not looking good for her. Just about surviving on one lung that's not very good anyway. So we'll have to wait and see on that one.

    Peace out. Or something.

    'Keep on Rotting, Keep on Hoping
    Keep on Dreaming, One Day Maybe...'

    Current Mood: content
    Thursday, April 27th, 2006
    10:58 am
    Ha!
    So much for my Detox. Drinking as much as ever and it looks like this weekend will be a big one too. Although I have stopped drinking alone because there's no need for it. I don't even like the taste of most alcohol so why I was doing it I have no idea.


    Not much going on. Work is quiet. Looks like the insurance company are sub letting our work out to other companies who will do call outs for less.

    Mightily tempted to attack the back garden with the petrol strimmer we got last year but never used. It's about time that horrible mess got sorted out. Used to love it as a kid, having such an immense back garden. But now it looks like something from a horror film with brambles and indescribable plants, probably not even known to science, taking everything over (been like that since I was about 7). It's a botanical nightmare. I'm surprised we haven't had a few letter of complaint from the peope living behind us. Have to do it sooner or later anyway if we're putting the house up for sale.

    Speaking of which, the epidural injection seems to have eased dads back quite a bit. He can even drive his own car now, but not for any extended period of time. It's only a temporary measure though and it's still likely that he will need an operation. But he's alot happier now and in a better mood. Well, as good a mood as he's capable of.

    Have to try and not get slapped again this weekend.

    'A dreamer of pictures I run in the night
    You see us together chasing the moonlight
    My cinnamon girl'

    Current Mood: Meh
    Thursday, April 20th, 2006
    6:31 pm
    My name is Matthew...
    ...and i'm an alcoholic. Owing to not alot of activity on the work front and people being back from Uni i've consumed more alcohol in the past two weeks than I usually would in two months. Five months even. I even started drinking alone which I absolutely NEVER do under any circumstance because - let's face it - it's pointless.
    Think I need a detox. After Friday...I swear.

    So yeah. Good to see people. I really need to stay in touch more with everyone. Some people have changed so much for the better (with one exception) and it's wierd to try and reconnect with people you used to be so tight with. Suppose you never expect to have to do that sort of thing once a friendship reaches a plateu.

    Apart from too much partying and contracting what appears to be a mixture of Avian Flu & a bad acid trip, not much has been happening.

    I'm in a pretty decent frame of mind at the moment. Nothing great or amasing has happened but I can't really think of anything to complain about. Which is very unusual for me. After reading back through my entries when I was working in the Civic Centre where I was moaning constantly it makes me wonder why I put up with it for so long. Making a resolve now to sign up for college next year and knuckle down with this electrical work because I still have no definive life plan. Going through life dreaming about being an obscure, avant garde artist of some kind isn't very conducive to a good career path. Especially if you have about as much motivation as a sloth with ME.

    'Fade, Made To Fade
    Passion's Overrated Anyway'

    Current Mood: Delirious
    Tuesday, April 11th, 2006
    4:33 pm
    I Said No Purple Dragons...
    Wow. Hectic weekend. Friday was Tucker's birthday and a good night out. Well it was eventually. Had to spend an hour first tracking someone who had a front door key so I could get my whiskey and let Neil and his missus in. Went around virtually every pub in Caerleon and a few in Newport but eventually tracked Bruce down.
    Got drunk, talked bollocks, got chatted up by a man, woke up with a headache.

    Saturday involved feeling rubbish and then getting drunk at Beths. Again alot of bollocks was talked.

    Sunday was a day off but repeated the feat Monday. Good to see people and talk bollocks at them.

    I think I'm all bollocks-ed out. Therefor a proper updated shall have to wait for another time because I need to sleep.

    Current Mood: groggy
    Monday, April 3rd, 2006
    7:31 pm
    What time are you starting this?: 18.18
    Name?: Matthew ****** O'Sullivan
    Nicknames?: Moss
    Date of birth?: 27/10/83
    Sex?: Male
    Height?: 6'2"...about.
    Eye color?: They change. At the moment Blue and Green. Unhappy because i've prided myself in the past on never having blue eyes like the rest of my family.
    Where were you born?: Newport...and still bloody here.
    Number of candles on your last birthday cake?: Can't remember the last time I had one with candles on.
    Pets?: Not any more.
    Hair color?: Black and a bit (alot) of grey creeping in...
    Piercings?: Not my thing at all.
    Town you live in?: Newport
    Favorite foods?: Meat. Lasange. Sandwhiches.
    Ever been to Africa?: Nope.
    Been toilet papering?: No. Never saw the appeal.
    Love someone so much it made you cry?: Love in itself no. Mix in a bit of heartbreak, resentment and cold words then yes.
    Been in a car accident?: Yes. It was pretty cool, apart from the scratched cornea...
    Croutons or bacon bits?: Croutons.
    Favorite day of the week?: Friday most probably.
    Favorite resturant?: Can't say I frequent resturaunts very often.
    Favorite flower?: If A black or purple rose exists...it would be that. Otherwise those ones that stick to peoples clothes when you throw them.
    Favorite sport to watch?: F1 on and off.
    Favorite drink?: Southern Comfort and Lemonade, Black/White Russian, Milkshakes.
    Favorite ice cream flavor?: Triple chocolate
    Warner Bros. or Disney?: That's a cruel thing to ask me.
    Favorite fast food restuarant?: The stand of meaty goodness.
    Carpet color in your bedroom?: Deep red.
    How many times did you fail your driver's test?: Failed first one because the tester was a moron and 'I got too close to a parked car' as I was about to pull in to finish the test. Second attempt ended in 3 minors and a smug expression.
    What do you do most often when you are bored?: Sleep.
    Most annoying thing to say to me?: Things that have been established already.
    Bedtime?: When I feel tired. Which is usually alot.
    Favorite TV show?: Been watching Green Wing and gotten addicted to it recently.
    Last person you went out to dinner with?: God knows. Meal for my birthday with family I think.
    Been out of country?: Once as a kid on Holiday, once as a foetus.
    Believe in magick?: Nope. As much as I like Disney.
    Ford or Chevy?: They're both owned by GM so meh...
    What are you listening to right now?: As the World Falls Down - David Bowie.
    Have you ever failed a grade?: Non.
    If you have, what grade did you fail?: See above.
    Do you have a crush on someone?: Nope. Crush free. God help the next victim of my affections.
    Do you have a bf/gf?: Nope. Far too used to being single to be bothered about it.
    If so, what is their name?: Not so.
    What are you wearing right now?: Jeans & T-Shirt.
    Would you have sex before marriage?: Too late to change my mind.
    Have you ever had a crush on any of your teachers?: Nope. All of our teachers in school were old and ugly.
    Are you a virgin?: Nay.
    Do you smoke?: Nope. Pointless and unpleasant habbit. Though I've stopped being such an anti-smoking Nazi.
    Do you drink?: Too much it would seem.
    Are you ghetto?: You mean am I from a financially and educationally deficient background?...no.
    Are you a player?: Depends what the game is.
    What are your favorite colors?: Black, Purple, Red.
    What is your favorite animal?: Cats are great. I like sharks, but not in person.
    Do you have any birthmarks?: A very small faint one on the end of my nose.
    Have you ever gotten your ass kicked?: Not particularly.
    Who do you talk to most on the phone?: Whoever phones. Never really say more than to arrange a time/place/thing.
    Have you ever been slapped?: Quite a few times actually. Mostly through misunderstandings.
    Do you get online a lot?: Probably too much.
    Are you shy or outgoing?: Not so much shy, more reserved and cautious.
    Do you shower?: Of course I do, as much as it may surprise people.
    Do you hate school?: I kind of miss school.
    Do you have a social life?: I guess.
    How easily do you trust people?: Takes a while. If people prove themselves to be untrustworthy they can go to hell.
    Do you have a secret people would be surprised knowing?: Umm. None that spring to mind.
    Would you ever sky dive?: Love to.
    Do you like to dance?: I am Kevin Bacons evil twin. So no.
    Do you like to travel?: I'd like to if I had the money and sense to arrange things etc. But alas I do not.
    Have you ever been expelled from school?: No. Only got in to trouble once or twice.
    Have you ever been suspended from school?: No
    Do you want to get out of your hometown?: So much. I have not the resources to do so though.
    Are you spoiled?: Not in the least.
    Are you a brat?: Not much chance of that.
    Have you ever been dumped?: Always the dumpee never the instigator. Apart from once...but that was more along the lines of hiding from a psychotic until they got the message.
    Have you ever gotten high?: Once or twice. Not a good idea for me to be taking narcotics. I'm subdued enough as it is.
    Do you like snapple?: What?
    Do you drink a lot of water?: Probably not.
    What toothpaste do you use?: Colgate. Can't stand the taste of most others.
    Do you have a cell phone?: Just recently had to cave in and get one.
    Do you have a curfew?: Never.
    Who do you look up to?: Can't say I idolise or use anyone as a role model.
    Are you a role model?: I pity to fool who uses me as a Role Model.
    Have you ever been to Six Flags or Cedar Point?: No idea. Places in America i presume.
    What name brand do you wear the most?: Matalan. Rock and Roll.
    What kind of jewelry do you wear?: Never seen the point or appeal in Jewelry.
    What do you want pierced?: Nothing. I'm not paying someone to put holes in me. And i'm definatley not trusting Parker...
    Do you like takin pictures?: Not very good at it.
    Do you like gettin your picture taken?: Not really.
    Do you have a tan?: I tan very nicely...which is a shame because my back has not seen the light of day since about the age of 12.
    Do you get annoyed easily?: Generally it takes alot for me to loose my temper. Although there are a few things capable of setting me off quite easily.
    Have you ever started a rumor?: Nothing mean and nasty.
    Do you have your own phone or phone line?: Yah.
    Do you have your own pool?: As much as I wish I did...no.
    Do you prefer boxers or briefs?: Boxers annoy the hell out of me.
    Do you have any siblings?: Younger brother, Older sister.
    Have you ever been played?: I'm not sure what's meant by this.
    Have you ever played anyone?: Again, Not sure.
    Do you get along with your parents?: I respect and appreciate them. But I can't say I have much in common or much to talk about with them.
    How do you vent your anger?: Sleep, walking, food.
    Have you ever ran away?: Did plan to when I was around 7...but fell asleep and had my note found. D'oh!
    Have you ever been fired from a job?: Nope. Although that's probably because I've never technically had a job.
    Do you even have a job?: Helping my father and working a bit for other people.
    Do you daydream a lot?: That's my thing.
    Do you have a lot of ex's?: Erm...4 actually. Didn't think it was that many. Although only one was long term. The rest were short and sweet.
    Do you run your mouth?: Hardly ever.
    What do you want a tattoo of?: Scorpion. The ultimate in cheese.
    What do you have a tattoo of?: Nothing.
    What does your ex bf/gf look like?: Gorgeous.
    What does your most recent crush look like?: Don't have one.
    Whats her/his name?: Tumbleweed.
    Have you ever been bitched out?: Not sure what this means. Bloody Americans.
    Are you rude?: Most of the time i'm the personification of politeness. Among friends I tend to swear too much.
    What was the last compliment you recieved?: 'It's good to see you'. Didn't respond very well. My habit of being suspicious of niceties.
    Do you like getting dirty?: Literally no. Metaphorically, bring it on.
    Are you flexiable?: More so than people may think, but not by much.
    What is your heritage?: Irish/Scottish
    What is your lucky number?: 17.
    What does your hair look like right now?: Too short to tie back or rock out with, too long to do anything good with.
    Could you ever be a vegetarian?: Only a post modern one.
    Describe your looks?: Dark, brooding, scary, Peter Sutcliffe. Other people's words. Not mine ('You look like Peter Sutcliffe' has to be the scariest chat up line ever).
    If you had to completely dye your hair it'd be what color?: I like my oen colour...apart from the grey bits.
    Would you ever date someone younger than you?: As long as the gap wasn't excessive.
    Would you ever date someone older than you?: Have done. Didn't work and I felt weird.
    When was the last time you were drunk?: Friday. Very, very drunk.
    How many rings until you answer the phone?: If i'm sitting right next to it...twice. Otherwise whenever I get to it.
    Have you ever been skinny dipping?: Not since the age of about 3.
    When was the last time you went on a date?: I don't do 'dates'. It's all so horribly contrived.
    Do you look more like your mother or father?: Neither really. Been told I look alot like my Mothers Grandfather.
    Do you cry a lot?: Can't remember the last time.
    Do you ever cry to get your way?: That's just silly.
    What phrase do you use most when on the phone?: Various grunts.
    Are you the romantic type?: Ha! As many romantic ideas and gestures I have in my mind they either a) Come out disasterously wrong, or b)Never get past the thought stage.
    Have you ever been chased by cops?: Nope. Although they seem take delight in pulling me over when i'm driving.
    What do you like most about your body?: Feet, eyebrows.
    What do you like least about your body?: Can't say I'm bothered about the rest. Don't hate it but don't love it either.
    When did you have your first crush?: Jennifer Connelly. Still is.
    When was the last time you threw up?: Couple of months ago.
    In the opposite sex, do you prefer blondes or brunettes?: Darker the better.
    Do you ever wear shirts do show your belly?: Oh god no...
    What about cleavage?: Working on it.
    Is your best friend a virgin?: I have no idea. I'm not one to question people about their personal lives or humour them if they try to tell me.
    Have you ever fucked someone up?: Depends what is meant by that.
    Have you ever been fucked up?: To a degree.
    What theme does your room have?: Just moved back in...after 2 years.
    What size show do you wear?: 11.
    How are you feeling right now?: Nonchalant
    When was the last time you were at a party?: Every weekend's a party!
    Have you ever given a lapdance?: Nope
    Have you ever recieved one?: Got one off Ben. Thanks.
    Has there ever been a rumor spread about you?: Quite a few actually. Although they were more like truths blown out of proportion and mis-quotes.
    What is one of your bad qualilties?: Too laid back for my own good, to lazy.
    What is one of your good qualilties?: Other people would have to judge that.
    Would you marry for money?: Wouldn't marry for love. Don't believe in it.
    What do you drive?: VK Polo.
    When was the last time you cried in school?: Can't remember.
    Would you ever hook up with the same sex?: No. Although I have no problem appreciating masculine beauty.
    What kind of music do you like?: All sorts. Mostly Rock and Blues.
    Would you ever bungee jump?: Nope. I fear for my spine.
    What is your worst fear?: Being eaten/buried alive.
    Would you ever join the army?: Ha! No fucking chance! Bring on the invading armies.
    Do you like cows?: Yum yum.
    If you were to die today, what would you do?: Sit around and mope most probably.
    If you had one last word to say to someone before you die, what would it b?: 'Zeppelin ruuuuuuule'?
    Do you like to party?: When the mood takes me.
    Hearts or broken hearts?: What?
    Moons or stars?: Stars. Or the moon in red skies.
    Coke or pepsi?: Cherry Coke.
    Favorite scent?: Meths, Wood varnish, Cut grass, Baking.
    Favorite band?: Couldn't possibly answer that.
    Would you ever dye your hair red?: No.
    How many languages can you speak?: 1. Quite tempted to learn Russian but I really am useless at them.
    What time are you finishing this?: 19.18
    ______________________

    On to the update.

    Again, pretty boring week with the exception of Friday. Not many calls, not much work thus not much money.

    Saw Ellie and Beth on the weekend which was pretty cool. Although I can't remember much. Hope I didn't do anything silly.
    Really have to stop spending so much on Alcohol. Even though I do have a good time and one that I wouldn't be able to have without being drunk for various reasons, I can never remember most of the night afterwards. Seems a bit silly to spend all that money and not remember or get anything from it in return.

    On to the bad stuff. Not going to Egypt after all. No more places. Nevermind I probably woulnd't have gotten my passport back in time for the trip anyway and it's only due to my own inorganisation. Lesson learned. Plus now I'll have a passport anyway and it'll make it easier to pick up and go should the desire to go somehwere grab me.
    Got a bloody parking ticket outside Parkers house, ironically. Proclaimed to the world at large 'you terrible bastards!' upon seeing it, not realising that a copper and the traffic warden were standing a few feet away. Sheepishly drove of under their glares.
    Father found out that the cause of all his back troubles is a herniated disc. Which is both good and bad. The good thing is it's treatable and the sciatica will disappear if fixed. The bad news is that treating it invovles an operation which would require at least 16 weeks recuperating which he just can't do. The likelyhood of them selling the house is getting larger and larger as the weeks go past and I can't blame them for wanting to.
    Unfortunately, and this sounds very selfish, it will leave me in a bit of a crappy situation. Stuck in Newport with no hopes of getting anything other than a dead end job. Delightful.
    Just thinking about it gives me a slight suffocating feeling.


    'I've got nothing to do
    But hang 'round & get screwed up on you'

    Current Mood: discontent
    Monday, March 27th, 2006
    3:07 pm
    Sleeep...
    Not much to talk about this week. Been pretty normal.
    Andy gave me the dubious pleasure of spiking my drink. Can't remember if I actually wanted him to or not, but had a blast anyway. Trouble is I couldn't sleep for the rest of the weekend and felt awful. Heart palpitations, numb legs, strange independantly rotating eyeball and worst of all...complete lack of hunger. Didn't stop me from raiding Gregs though.

    Kath got a laptop for her birthday. Extra incentive to treat myself to a Guitar Port. Plus might actually get something done. Could never get a clear tone on that bloomin' four track.

    Just about managed to get my Passport sorted but I have a nasty feeling that I may have overlooked something. I've left it late enough as it is so if anything has been done incorrectly, no Egypt for moi (have not talked to Beth recently so details are still a bit vague...might have left it too late).
    I watched Hostel at the Cinema last night. Not a good idea if you're about to go on holiday. You can tell the director had recently been watching films like Audition and Ichi The Kiler. He was trying to rip off Takeshi Miike's style but he wasn't anywhere near pulling it off.
    Still, it's a step in the right direction and away from Hollywoods fat, bloated, lazy efforts of the past decade or so.

    That about sums everything up.

    'Far away across the field
    The tolling of the iron bell
    Calls the faithful to their knees
    To hear the softly spoken magic spell'

    Current Mood: tired
    Sunday, March 19th, 2006
    1:11 pm
    Bloody Romans...
    Hard weeks work for nice wad of Cash. Could get used to this even if I still have not treated myself to anything yet. Looks like i'll have to spend most of it on getting the ball joints replaced on the Polo and should really get the steering rack looked at too, after I lost control on the Usk Road yesterday and nearly killed myself. That bloody road will claim me one day i'm sure.

    Anyway, Jethro Tull fucking rocked. Apart from the fact that the tickets (which were more expensive than the bog standard floor ones) saw us a million feet up in the air on a silly balcony thing, the show was still a gooden. Didn't play much early material which was a bit disappointing but they more than made up for it. Probably the best concert, musical competence wise, i've ever been to. Plus they had this rather lovely violin player providing them with support throughout the performance. Was going to attempt to talk to & compliment her when she was signing CD's on the Merchandise stand but chickened out and ended up making a bad joke just in earshot instead. Got an elbow in the sternum for my troubles courtesy of Kath, which was well deserved.

    Nearly made it back to Newport on the train without having to pay anything but got nabbed by the Conductor. Curses.

    Was meant to go to Bogiez on Saturday but was completely shattered due to Saz & Hannah being bloody noisy all night and speeding their tits off. I swear if they're as loud next week, i'll kill them.

    Looks like I may be going to Egypt, which is bloody amasing. Not sure if i'll be able to take the heat though. Damn Scottish blood...
    Need to get passport sorted out otherwise it won't be back in time.
    Beth has been a bit vague with details and it sounds a bit dodgy. I have a horrible feeling that it will most probably be in a very touristy area. That's one thing I hate when thinking of going abroad. Knowing that you're most probably going to a pre-designated place which has been 'Britainised' which thousands go to every year and completely miss the feel and culture of the country.
    But still, it's an experience and one I don't want to miss out on. It all ultimately depends on Dad's health, so fingers crossed for everyones benefit.

    'It Was A New Day Yesterday
    But It's An Old Day Now'

    ____________________________

    Bollocks...I'm bored out of my skull. I'll do one of these...

    How does the world see me?:
    My Guitar Wants To Kill Your Momma - Frank Zappa
    (Makes sense?)

    Will I have a happy life?:
    Screamager - Therapy?
    (Oh good)

    What do my friends really think of me?:
    Man Who Sold The World - David Bowie
    (Hmmm)

    Do people secretly lust after me?
    Take - Dick Dale & The Del Tones
    (I'll take that as a positive)

    How can I make myself happy?
    Powerslave - Iron Maiden
    (Great...)

    What should I do with my life?
    Clockdrops - Ozric Tentacles
    (So I should wait for it all to slip away? Sounds about right)

    Will I ever have children?:
    Penetration - The Stooges
    (Hahahaha...best answer yet)

    What is some good advice for me?
    Fuckin' Up - Neil Young & Crazy Horse
    (I'm doing a good enough job of that myself without that advice)

    How will I be remembered?:
    Imperial - Strapping Young Lad
    (Okay)

    What is my signature dancing song?:
    Down & Dirty - Y&T
    (Not bad...)

    What do I think my current theme song is?:
    What Does Your Soul Look Like? - DJ Shadow
    (Again, not a bad choice)

    What does everyone else think my current theme song is?:
    Nobody's Here - Devin Townsend
    (Brilliant...everyone thinks i'm stupid, or they just don't care :'( )

    What song will play at your funeral?
    Twin Peaks - Ennio Morricone
    (Meh...Not a bad peice of music for funerals at all)

    What type of men/women do you like?:
    Groove is in the Heart - Dee Lite
    (I do tend to go for the chirpy types)

    What is my day going to be like?:
    Feel the Pain - Dinosaur Junior
    (Oh great...)

    Current Mood: content
    Sunday, March 12th, 2006
    9:38 pm
    Doo dee doo...
    Long week with a few ups and downs. Got a massive wad of filthy cash for my efforts on the re-wire which I shall be spending liberally over the next few weeks, or days.

    Pretty good weekend overall. Laughs aplenty had by all.
    Surprised at how well me and Beth have been getting along. It kind of makes me wonder why we were so uneasy with each other for such a long time. Also, a few things were brought up and sorted out but I shant be discussing them here. A few tuths were also brought to light, some of which were very surprising, thought provoking & thoroughly contradictive of what i've been lead to believe. To be honest i'm not sure who to believe.
    Let's just say my mind has been put to rest about a few niggling things that were grating on my mind and making me unhappy. In all though i'm feeling pretty at ease.

    Not exactly sure what the situation with my parents is. They're getting to the point where selling the house and moving abroad seems to be the best option for them. Although the likelyhood of them doing this before my brother finishes college is small. I suppose it all depends on the Dad's health situation.

    Jethro Tull next Friday. AAAQUALUUUUUNG!

    'Bit My Tongue & Stood In Line
    With Not Much To Believe In'

    Current Mood: contemplative
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