*steals from Liela*

This seemed like a good meme so I thought I'd do it.

You Answer the question, but instead of putting down your answer, you do a google image search with it and pick one of the results from the first page.

1. Age you'll be on your next birthday



2. A place you'd like to travel



3. Your favourite place



4. Your favourite object



5. Favourite food



6. Favourite animal



7. Favourite colour



8. Town where you were born



9. Town where you live



(I'm not putting in any of LFC)

10. Name of a past pet



11. Your nickname/screenname



12. Your first name



13. Your middle name



14. Your last name



Apparently that's Tim Donaghy right there...



15. A bad habit of yours



16. Your first job



17. Your grandmother's name



As a side note, where's number 18???

19. Your major in college

Some people just fuck me right off.

I'm aware that I haven't updated in a LONG time and I really should update you all on my situation, but I really need to let off some steam so I'll let you all know that I'm ok, the eviction thing has been dealt with (I still really don't want to live here, though) and that for the moment I'm ok.

However, I did mention that I need to rant and that's EXACTLY what I'm going to do.

Do any of you remember the girl I went out with a couple of years back? Carmy? I'm sure a lot of you do.
Well, obviously things didn't really work out between us and to be honest, I was a bit of an ass to her during the relationship, but after we broke up we stayed friends and I did my best to be there for her when she needed me and quite frankly, I think I went out on a limb on quite a few occasions.
However, something is/was awfully amiss. First, let me fill you in on the evens that happened.

We started going out in 2005, in 2006 it became a bit "off and on" until around April/may time we finally broke up.
Over the summer we talked a bit on MSN, had a bit of a falling out but ultimately became friends by the end of it.

Now I'm going to take a pause at this moment in time, because apparently the space/time continuum went to shit and some sort of...split occurred. Now I've admitted that I wasn't the best boyfriend for her, that much is a given, but I was a good friend to her. She was living close by and was going through some tough times and I did my best to make sure I was there for her. Many a night I'd go to hers at 2 or 3 in the morning, or invite her over just so she wasn't sitting on her own. She didn't have internet access so I made sure she at least got the latest episodes of lost and such and walked her home almost every time she came over. I didn't mind doing any of this and I never expected anything in return.
Nor did I expect her to be a two-faced cow about it.

Some months ago, I discovered that this whole time she was going around telling everyone how much of a "dickhead" I was, about how unfair it was that I was going out on a date and didn't deserve any of it. Yet at the same, exact time she was calling me up regularly for sex! Yes, Sex. This poor, innocent little girl whose confidence I destroyed, who I treated like shit, was messaging me to come up to her place and give her a good fucking on at least a weekly basis! Sometimes she'd even come to mine after work for a quickie. This went on for months and I was none the wiser that the whole time, she was saying nasty, horrible things about me "Dickhead Steve" was my nickname for oh so many LJ posts. Yet the only times I ever really seen her was either when I was fucking her or hugging her because she was in tears for either missing her family or falling out with her best friend, warren (I even know the guys name, see I listen!). I mean, what more did she want?

This continues on into early 2007 until I finally convince her to make a move on a guy called mark, someone she's had a crush on for quite some time. The result? He feels the same way and to this day they're still together.
And to this day she still says shit about me in her LJ.

She she gets this boyfriend of her dreams and all of a sudden becomes a lot less needy. Oh and I forgot to mention, around January time her Macbook breaks and since she had a lot of work to do, I lent her my laptop. Once again, going out of my way to be kind to her. And once again, it's not enough and I get slated for it, somehow.

I found out about this months and months and months ago and confronted her on it. It all comes out, apparently something I said to her over a year ago at this point (so around March 2006) completely ripped her apart and she's never forgiven me for it. Of course, that didn't stop her booty calling me, or getting me to come over to her place at 3am because she's had a shit day and just wants some company. Yet it was enough for her to constantly backstab me and spread shit to all my friends. (I'd like to point out that all of the booty calling stopped well before Nicci and I got together, just FYI)
When I confronted her, needless to say I was hurt. Really hurt. I mean, why wouldn't I be? She didn't seem to care, she seemed to think I deserved all of this. Well, in exchange for keeping quiet about the whole booty calling thing, I asked her to stop and at least make a post explaining that I'm really not such a cunt, as she'd like to make me out to be. Well guess what, despite not having communicated with her in any way, shape or form (or even via proxy) since then, she's still fucking doing it, she's still writing really nasty things about me. Apparently I'm a "Self absorbed, opinionated, egotistical bastard who feeds on peoples insecuirties and will forever be alone". Ouch. You could have at least spelled "insecurities" correctly, love. This was posted only a couple of days ago.
I know she'll probably never read this, I know anyone that does bother to read this probably wont care, but it's here for all to see - Carmel Crook (Or Carmel Brown, she changed her name at one point) is a deceiving, backstabbing little whore that uses people to get what she wants, then pretends to be an emotionally crippled, incredibly sensitive little angel that's had lots of shit thrown at her. Yeah well, don't believe it like I did, she's only going to blame you for it all a few months down the line, when really she was fucked up the day we all first met her.

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She's not the only woman giving me grief at the moment and this seems to be a common trend with a lot of women in my life, so perhaps I'll make this a weekly feature. Or perhaps not.

EDIT: Hello people from Carmy's LJ! Before you all go on to post what a nasty, evil person I am, I want you to take a couple of things into consideration first:

1) I'm not responsible for comments on this entry. Naturally the people that post here are my friends and thus biased towards me, just like how you'll be biased towards her. The comments on how she should be killed are NOT serious. I doubt any of you know ques_nova, but those of you who know pang_tong will know that's just his (our) sense of humour.

2) I never make private or filtered entries. Ever. In the 4, nearly 5 years I've had this LJ, I think I've hidden 1 entry and that's it. This is where I come to let off steam, to bitch and rant and make myself feel better. If you just scroll down a bit, you'll see that I don't make entries to start fights with others on LJ, I just rant. My intention here was not to badmouth carmy, but to rant about how twofaced her actions were and to get my side of things out to MY friends (which is what she's been doing on hers) Plus, Carmy hasn't friended me in a long time, how was I to know she'd read it? But none the less, quid pro quo. Hopefully now she'll stop spreading shit about me and just leave the past alone.

3) As I stated in this entry previously, I already confronted her about this in private. All I asked her to do was stop saying nasty things about me in her LJ and to stop trying to convince people that I was a horrible person, I don't think that's too much to ask considering how much I went out of my way for her when she was feeling shitty, but apparently it was.

Take that all however you will.

It never rains....

I'm getting Evicted.

As most of you may know, my internet has been pretty shit for about a month now. Usable, but slow.
So I phoned the landlord and ask her to get in touch with the ISP, this was about 2 or 3 weeks ago.
A week later, they finally get around to doing something about it, or so they said. A week after that, yesterday, they phone me up telling me that they're about to phone the ISP (???). So a few minutes pass and my phone dies because I was at Alton towers at the time (yes, I went yesterday and it was fucking great fun, but instead of writing about how much fun I had then, this little embargo has pissed me off so much that I've lost interest in it) and couldn't be fucked leaving it on.

Anyway, I come home to find that my room has all but been ransacked, items were moved around, the router/modem/pc have all been disconnected, my PC had been fiddled with and it turns out it was my landlord. Without my permission, of course. They leave me a snotty message saying they phoned the ISP and that they claim everything with the connection is fine (It's not, EVERYONE on virgin media is having trouble with them - everyone), so obviously the problem must be at my end, or so they claim, but as anyone with a bit of sense must know, that's a load of bullshit. Which apparently gives them permission to go into my room and wreck the place.
They demanded to move the router out of my room and that I should disconnect it for today. I sent them a message saying that I never gave them permission to go into my room in the first place and I'll only move the router when I've had time to assess nothing has been stolen or damaged (since I got home at midnight and had work the next day, I obviously never had time to do anything).

The reply I got back was truly inspiring:

Listen to me you cheeky little git, you have mithered me for weeks about the internet so we thought we were doing you a favour, only to find out you are responsible 4 the speed. And concerning your room you broke the door and why would anyone take from your room ... ,And you agreed last week for iqeel to go into your room so you did give permission.I think its best for everyone if you move out. I dont take kindly to threats. Ive contacted my solicitor about your accusations. You will be hearing from him soon. Trish

The "broken door" she's referring to happened months ago because they fitted a smoke alarm in my room without telling me, then I came home expecting my door to be unlocked (which it wasn't because they locked it) and pushed the door open, except it broke the lock. I reported it right away, then kept getting at them and they never did anything about it.
I also never gave that guy permission to go into my room, I'm very perculiar about strangers going into my room when I'm not there.
Don't ask me about the supposed "threats" because that's a new one on me, I guess I'll have to wait until I hear from her solicitor.

Just fucking great.

This half-assed attempt at an update is brought to you by magical Pixie faries.

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Well, that's not good...

We just had a bit of a team meeting.
Apparently, Telcogames isn't actually doing all that well. A bunch of people in the office got notices yesterday, some are leaving in 2 months, others have up to 6 or 12 months...
I think my job is safe, I was taken aside with 2 other guys yesterday before anyone else found out.
It's a shame, it's nobody's fault that the business didn't make enough money, it's just the way things roll. All I can say is that I'm quietly grateful that they didn't just axe me because I'm a student and less important.
But then again, maybe it's because they know I'll be leaving in about 10 months and they're only paying me a pittance compared to what they'd pay a professional to do the same job.
None the less, I feel bad for all of the people here that will lose their Jobs, I've only known them a month yet I get on with every single one of them.
I can honestly say that this is the best Job I've ever had, that I feel so out of place working here because even though I'm doing menial data entry crap a lot of the time, there's no real pressure, everyone is nice and I don't begrudge doing it.
I just hope that everyone who's leaving lands on their feet.

I forgot to mention....

Today is Pay day.





And now I own a 360.

Long, overdue update!

So, I've finally started my placement at Telco games.
I've been here about a month now and I have to say - IT'S AWESOME!
I get to play with phones all day, eat cake and generally just have a laugh.
One of the things about this company is that in this particular office, there's no real "boss", there's just people that have been here longer than anyone else.
So nobody takes anyone seriously, it's like being out at the pub except nobody's drinking and there's more cake than usual.
Oh yeah, cake. We have cake nearly every single day. And then we have a cake day.
That's right, a cake day. A day for cake.
The hours are super reasonable as well. Essentially, it's from 09:00 to 17:30, but those are mere "guidelines". Not once this week did I come in earlier than 9:25 and today I'm probably going to go home early since it's friday.
I love my Job.

Unfortunately one of the side effects of a 9-5 job is that it pretty much kills your social life during the week, but that didn't stop me going to see Kunt and the gang during the week, which was silly fun. Although no doubt most of you Americans will have absolutely no idea what the fuck he's talking about =P

Things are looking up for ol' Kushy at the moment. Life is good, I've got monies for the first time in years and despite the fact that the potential relationship situation is looking about as promising as Bush's stance on Climate change, I'm not really bothered because I'm happy in more or less all other aspects of my life right now.

Oooo, my Bacon sandwich is arriving now (And yes, I am in work, so technically I'm getting paid to type this and eat food), so if you'll excuse me...

Ahh, life is good.