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Happy new year, everyone! Hope you had a good 2005!
Saturday, 31 December 2005
Happy new year!
It's new years eve, so in case I forget to say: HAPPY NEW YEAR!
About an hour ago I got a text message from my brother, it read something like this:
"STEVE LEND ME AND LIZ 20 POUNDS YOU WILL GET IT BACK ON THE 6TH"
Apparently both the caps lock button on his phone AND the word "please" went missing today.
Now, piss poor manners aside, this seems like a genuine call for help. However this same person spent £200 on a new TV on boxing day. One that he couldn't fit into his flat. One that he didn't need since he already had a 24" screen in his living room, lets not forget that the aforementioned "Liz" is his fiancé and rather heavily pregnant.
I decided it would be best to not give him the £20. Not just because I feel he needs to learn to manage his money, but mainly because I go back on the 7th and to the best of my knowledge, my brother doesn't have any other form of income due any time soon. The 6th is all too convenient a date, it would be so very easy for him to miss said date and then not have a chance to give me that money because the next day I would be too busy packing and stuff.
So I responded "Sorry, I don't have it". Not quite true, not quite false. While I do have £20 in my wallet, I can't really risk not getting that money back.
His response came quickly:
"TANKS MATE YOUR A BIG HELP"
Seems that Gratitude and Manners are both missing. Maybe the Caps lock key kidnapped them.
Lets hope that this is the last example of the "bad" side to 2005, because quite frankly it was a good year for the most part and I intend on making sure 2006 is even better ^_^
About an hour ago I got a text message from my brother, it read something like this:
"STEVE LEND ME AND LIZ 20 POUNDS YOU WILL GET IT BACK ON THE 6TH"
Apparently both the caps lock button on his phone AND the word "please" went missing today.
Now, piss poor manners aside, this seems like a genuine call for help. However this same person spent £200 on a new TV on boxing day. One that he couldn't fit into his flat. One that he didn't need since he already had a 24" screen in his living room, lets not forget that the aforementioned "Liz" is his fiancé and rather heavily pregnant.
I decided it would be best to not give him the £20. Not just because I feel he needs to learn to manage his money, but mainly because I go back on the 7th and to the best of my knowledge, my brother doesn't have any other form of income due any time soon. The 6th is all too convenient a date, it would be so very easy for him to miss said date and then not have a chance to give me that money because the next day I would be too busy packing and stuff.
So I responded "Sorry, I don't have it". Not quite true, not quite false. While I do have £20 in my wallet, I can't really risk not getting that money back.
His response came quickly:
"TANKS MATE YOUR A BIG HELP"
Seems that Gratitude and Manners are both missing. Maybe the Caps lock key kidnapped them.
Lets hope that this is the last example of the "bad" side to 2005, because quite frankly it was a good year for the most part and I intend on making sure 2006 is even better ^_^
Thursday, 29 December 2005
I have a problem...
I really can't make substantial updates to Livejournal unless it's at a ridiculous time in the morning.
But you all knew that anyway, didn't you?
I suppose I should explain what that was about with me and Carmy. Well, let me say this first, we have fun together. We like each other a lot, we have a lot of similar interests, so much so it's scary at times. It's whenever there's a teeny problem that there is a problem.
It was always little things that would cause arguments between us, never anything really major. It was a minor, silly issue that caused a big argument yesterday, then we both figured that we always argue over little things, so what's the point in trying? Then afterwards we both kind of realised that in the end they WERE just little things, so why get bothered about them?
Obviously there was more to it than that, but that's pretty much the gist of it.
Yes, I know, it's confusing, think of how I feel, being right smack bang in the middle of it! :P
In other news.
I forgot to mention, a few weeks ago I put my Swiss army knife into my Laptop bag for some reason. I can't remember what it was and it probably wasn't all that important since I apparently didn't use it at all and thus it remained in the laptop bag for weeks. Including when I flew from Liverpool to Belfast. Nobody noticed. It passed right through Airport security, with all their fancy little metal detectors and X-ray scans. I found it about a week ago, still in my Laptop bag which I took onto the plane with me. As in ONTO the plane, as hand luggage. It was about half a meter from me the whole time and nothing would have stopped me from opening it up and grabbing the contents inside.
God I love Airport security. Maybe I'll stab someone on the way back just to prove a point.
But you all knew that anyway, didn't you?
I suppose I should explain what that was about with me and Carmy. Well, let me say this first, we have fun together. We like each other a lot, we have a lot of similar interests, so much so it's scary at times. It's whenever there's a teeny problem that there is a problem.
It was always little things that would cause arguments between us, never anything really major. It was a minor, silly issue that caused a big argument yesterday, then we both figured that we always argue over little things, so what's the point in trying? Then afterwards we both kind of realised that in the end they WERE just little things, so why get bothered about them?
Obviously there was more to it than that, but that's pretty much the gist of it.
Yes, I know, it's confusing, think of how I feel, being right smack bang in the middle of it! :P
In other news.
I forgot to mention, a few weeks ago I put my Swiss army knife into my Laptop bag for some reason. I can't remember what it was and it probably wasn't all that important since I apparently didn't use it at all and thus it remained in the laptop bag for weeks. Including when I flew from Liverpool to Belfast. Nobody noticed. It passed right through Airport security, with all their fancy little metal detectors and X-ray scans. I found it about a week ago, still in my Laptop bag which I took onto the plane with me. As in ONTO the plane, as hand luggage. It was about half a meter from me the whole time and nothing would have stopped me from opening it up and grabbing the contents inside.
God I love Airport security. Maybe I'll stab someone on the way back just to prove a point.
Wednesday, 28 December 2005
Sunday, 25 December 2005
Damn you, damn the broccoli and damn the Wright Brothers!
Urrrg. I suppose it was inevitable. I've got a hell of a cold right now. Drowsy eyes, blocked nose, a cough that rips a little bit of your throat out as it exits your mouth, the works.
It doesn't help that it's bloody cold here.
The weather forecast shows that it's 30ºF in Belfast and 40ºF in Liverpool. While that may not sound like a big difference, let me put it this way: one is below freezing, one is not. I don't know whether it's the climate or the fact that I was already ill, but I haven't actually stopped shivering since I arrived here. As for the cough, well it's been slowly surfacing over the past couple of days. I have to give my body credit though, it managed to fend off that little shite until Christmas was over. But of course that does leave me wide awake at 4am on Boxing Day with watery eyes that are preventing me from even reading over half of what I've just typed out. Hurrah.
So bloody tired, I need sleep so I can go into town tomorrow (today, whatever) and buy lots of random crap!
Bah humbug!
The past few months have been pretty damn good to me and I had a nice enough Christmas too, so if me spending Boxing day in a moderate amount of pain every time I breathe means that somehow the Universe balances out and someone who's had a worse year than me gets a good day instead, then I guess it's only fair.
Or maybe I'm just talking complete crap because I'm tired and can't sleep, who knows?
I'll be damned if viruses keep me indoors though!
It doesn't help that it's bloody cold here.
The weather forecast shows that it's 30ºF in Belfast and 40ºF in Liverpool. While that may not sound like a big difference, let me put it this way: one is below freezing, one is not. I don't know whether it's the climate or the fact that I was already ill, but I haven't actually stopped shivering since I arrived here. As for the cough, well it's been slowly surfacing over the past couple of days. I have to give my body credit though, it managed to fend off that little shite until Christmas was over. But of course that does leave me wide awake at 4am on Boxing Day with watery eyes that are preventing me from even reading over half of what I've just typed out. Hurrah.
So bloody tired, I need sleep so I can go into town tomorrow (today, whatever) and buy lots of random crap!
Bah humbug!
The past few months have been pretty damn good to me and I had a nice enough Christmas too, so if me spending Boxing day in a moderate amount of pain every time I breathe means that somehow the Universe balances out and someone who's had a worse year than me gets a good day instead, then I guess it's only fair.
Or maybe I'm just talking complete crap because I'm tired and can't sleep, who knows?
I'll be damned if viruses keep me indoors though!
Yeeeooo!
Merry Christmas, one and all!
I got lots of cool shit this year, including lots of monies! Hurrah for gold and silver!
Hope everyone's having a good one!
I got lots of cool shit this year, including lots of monies! Hurrah for gold and silver!
Hope everyone's having a good one!
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