I just want to say thanks to everyone who was concerned about me.
I think it was that Spicy Pepperami I ate last night, holy shit it just did not agree with me.
Also, after the Anime Society Chinese buffet thing before Christmas, I felt a bit crap too, although I didn't puke then.
I think spicy shit just doesn't agree with me *shudders*
But I have to say, Carmy was there for me. She went and got me stuff from the shop, she made sure I was comfortable, heck, she was just awesome and I can't thank her enough for it!
I feel kind of bad because she felt she had to go home, but when I'm feeling better I'm going to make it up to her.
Tuesday, 10 January 2006
Monday, 9 January 2006
Hurrah for China!
I got the entire 8 seasons of Stargate SG-1 today.
Rather than pay like £30 a season, I paid about £70 for crazy Chinese bootlegs! And you know, they're bloody good bootlegs too! Even came in a pretty little box. Well actually it's not that little, but anyway.
Lets see,
£30 x
8
-----
£240
£240 -
£70
-----
£170
A saving of £170!
So I took that saving and went on a shopping spree with Carmy! W000t!
I've settled back in quite well, all I gotta do is unpack >_>
And tidy my room <_<
Man I suck.
Rather than pay like £30 a season, I paid about £70 for crazy Chinese bootlegs! And you know, they're bloody good bootlegs too! Even came in a pretty little box. Well actually it's not that little, but anyway.
Lets see,
£30 x
8
-----
£240
£240 -
£70
-----
£170
A saving of £170!
So I took that saving and went on a shopping spree with Carmy! W000t!
I've settled back in quite well, all I gotta do is unpack >_>
And tidy my room <_<
Man I suck.
Saturday, 7 January 2006
I'm back!
Well I'm back in Liverpool and I've arrived safely.
I have to admit, I'm glad I'm back.
I'll always return to Ireland once in a while to see my dad and my friends there, oh and of course my cat, but if it wasn't for those reasons, I wouldn't go back at all.
I did enjoy Christmas and New year's eve as a whole, but I think the biggest thing I got from it was the knowledge that I made a good choice coming to Liverpool.
I just feel more at home here :)
More on that later.
I have to admit, I'm glad I'm back.
I'll always return to Ireland once in a while to see my dad and my friends there, oh and of course my cat, but if it wasn't for those reasons, I wouldn't go back at all.
I did enjoy Christmas and New year's eve as a whole, but I think the biggest thing I got from it was the knowledge that I made a good choice coming to Liverpool.
I just feel more at home here :)
More on that later.
Friday, 6 January 2006
Stupid MEME's....
I've noticed a lot of people doing MEME's lately, but me being me I decided that I would be different.
So I just made my own....
So I just made my own....
Wednesday, 4 January 2006
What IS a dick ticket, anyway?
Inside Jokes are fun.
Anyhoo, today I went out with the lads to have a nice big Steak. 16 oz is quite a considerable amount you know. Piece of piss eating that son of a bitch ^_^
Then I came home and had a cake. That's not a typo. I ate a full cake.
See, that might shock a lot of people, but you don't know how big the cake was. I mean, a jaffa cake is technically a cake and they're tiny!
Not that it matters, it was a pretty big cake anyway >_>
I like cake.
I also like the Future Sound of London, if anyone else has heard them, please comment here. I'll be surprised if anyone has.
I'm tired.
I completely forgot to mention what happened last week!
Picture me sitting at a table in the pub by myself because everyone else went to the toilet, bar or to gamble. Then some woman directly facing me, also alone at a table, starts mouthing something that I can barely make out because I'm practically blind. It's a noisy pub so whatever she's saying isn't being heard by anyone. She then starts pointing in my general direction.
Now from my point of view, some random woman looks like she's talking to me and trying to get my attention. Why? That doesn't make sense, so I casually look around behind me to see who she's talking to and there's nothing but a big, brick wall. Damn. She IS talking to me then and I've just realised I've made a complete tit out of myself by looking around like....well like a tit!
So I get up and move over to her table to talk to her and see who the hell she is. Well I'll be damned, it was none other than Sarah, the Coffee girl I got obsessed with over the summer!
It was nice seeing her, making the fine impression that I did. I guess Ireland has some bad vibe that makes me less of a person or something. At least in Liverpool I stand out, people seem to think I'm special or good company or something.
Or maybe Ireland does that to everyone, because Jim came back and sat beside me (remember I moved tables) and said "hey......who stole my seat?" Then I believe Kev came back and said "hey someone stole my coat!". Idiots.
Yeah, Ireland makes people suck or something.
Still feels good to be Irish though ^_^
EDIT: I edited this to add a single comma. I have problems...
Anyhoo, today I went out with the lads to have a nice big Steak. 16 oz is quite a considerable amount you know. Piece of piss eating that son of a bitch ^_^
Then I came home and had a cake. That's not a typo. I ate a full cake.
See, that might shock a lot of people, but you don't know how big the cake was. I mean, a jaffa cake is technically a cake and they're tiny!
Not that it matters, it was a pretty big cake anyway >_>
I like cake.
I also like the Future Sound of London, if anyone else has heard them, please comment here. I'll be surprised if anyone has.
I'm tired.
I completely forgot to mention what happened last week!
Picture me sitting at a table in the pub by myself because everyone else went to the toilet, bar or to gamble. Then some woman directly facing me, also alone at a table, starts mouthing something that I can barely make out because I'm practically blind. It's a noisy pub so whatever she's saying isn't being heard by anyone. She then starts pointing in my general direction.
Now from my point of view, some random woman looks like she's talking to me and trying to get my attention. Why? That doesn't make sense, so I casually look around behind me to see who she's talking to and there's nothing but a big, brick wall. Damn. She IS talking to me then and I've just realised I've made a complete tit out of myself by looking around like....well like a tit!
So I get up and move over to her table to talk to her and see who the hell she is. Well I'll be damned, it was none other than Sarah, the Coffee girl I got obsessed with over the summer!
It was nice seeing her, making the fine impression that I did. I guess Ireland has some bad vibe that makes me less of a person or something. At least in Liverpool I stand out, people seem to think I'm special or good company or something.
Or maybe Ireland does that to everyone, because Jim came back and sat beside me (remember I moved tables) and said "hey......who stole my seat?" Then I believe Kev came back and said "hey someone stole my coat!". Idiots.
Yeah, Ireland makes people suck or something.
Still feels good to be Irish though ^_^
EDIT: I edited this to add a single comma. I have problems...
Sunday, 1 January 2006
I just want to point something out...
This is why google is the best thing ever:
They just know what you really want.
They just know what you really want.
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