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Thursday, 20 March 2008

Not that I've updated in a while anyway...

For those who are unaware, the current Overloads of Livejournal want to change the whole system. They want to remove free accounts and they want to censor a lot of journals. The removing of free accounts is just money-grabbing bastardry, if you ask me, but the censoring is a joke. This is the internet, you can't censor it, don't even try.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, apparently people are having  "protest" by not using the site on friday. I suggest everyone join in, or you might find some of your posts disappearing in the future without an explanation why.



For this to really work, everyone would need to avoid the site completely, so I suggest you all get merry on friday (Have a good day....get it?), so much so that you can't even pronounce "internet".
And spread the word. Or something.

Thursday, 3 January 2008

I am Legend

Well, I just finished watching "I am Legend". As you may have noticed, it's 6am here. I started watching the film at about 2am. It's taken me 4 hours to watch this film because it's so damn boring, I kept getting distracted by other things, like browsing websites, chatting on MSN, selecting a lot of text with ctrl+a and deselecting it repeatedly, you get the idea.

So if you haven't figured it out yet, the film isn't very exciting.

The premise of the story is basically that someone developed a cure for cancer that somehow mutated into some big nasty virus that wipes out the world's population, bar a few lucky people who happen to be immune (i.e. Will Smith) and he's the only survivor. The rest of the living humans go a bit 28-days-later and become zombies that eat human flesh, except they also burn under UV light. So they're basically a mixture of Zombies and Vampires, with none of their strengths and all of their weaknesses. Lovely.
Anyway, the premise isn't actually all that bad and there's plenty of scope for deep and meaningful plot devices there, if you've read the book or seen the last film based on it, The Omega Man, you'll know what I mean.
The film basically consists of two parts -

Part A:

Nothing happens. Really. You're introduced to our main character and we spend the first half of the film watching him fannying around not doing very much. I've yet to decide which was the most exciting bit, the part where he played golf, or the part where he went to rent a DVD (No, really).
Perhaps this was inevitable, after all he's the only person in the city at this point and there's not really a lot you can do with that, plus it's more or less what happens in the first part of the book it's based on.

Speaking of, I should point out that this is another typical Will-smith-doing-a-remake-of-a-previous-book-and-or-film affair in that it completely ignores the very thing it's based on, except for a few minor things, like the title for example.
 
Anyway, as I said, not much really happens up until the half way point when will finds a mannequin outside that really shouldn't be there.
At this point, he goes nuts and shoots at it, then shoots all around himself for good measure, just to get the "I've got a little crazy" point across. Then, he walks up to the mannequin and trips a trap that causes him to get stuck upside down and (somehow) unconscious.
And there he remains until he wakes up at the brink of nightfall, oh noes.

I'd like to take a little time to point out that the reason for the mannequin being there, or who set the trap, is never actually explained. Ever. Those of you who are a little savvy will probably assume that it was the zombie-vampire humans that set it and if this were the book, you'd probably be right. But it's not the book, it's a dumbed-down remake for thicko Americans. Anyway, this causes his one and only companion, a dog, to get infected, causing him to get a bit annoyed, which leads on to part B.

Part B:
Aka - "the entire film".
This is actually where the film really begins, since worthwhile shit actually happens. We begin with Will smith going on a joyride to kill some vampire-zombies for killing his best friend. He mows a bunch of them down, gets really angry and then the dumb fuck rolls his jeep, trapping himself inside.
He's about to get eaten when a big bright light shines and scares the monsters off. Would you believe it, it's another survivor! Someone just HAPPENS to be in the right place at the right time. And somehow, manage to rescue him. And it turns out to be a woman. With a kid.
What?
Let me get this straight, EVERYONE is dead, Will Smith barely survives yet a woman and a kid manage to rescue HIS bony black arse IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT?
They make a half-assed attempt at explaining where she came from, but no explanation is made as to how she escaped being eaten by the big scary zampires.
And then, 20mins before the end of the film, just in case you're hoping that there might be some good plot-twist at the end that might actually make it worth watching, she ruins it for every non-american retard out there by uttering these three words:

"God Told Me"


That's right, folks! This is yet another attempt by some retard to big up God and and put the fear of science in everyone. Science caused this whole big mess, the search for a cure for cancer caused the human race to nearly go extinct, but one puny white woman survives and she just happens to believe in God? Fuck me, I think I'm a believer now! Oh wait, I'm not, go fuck yourself.

Anyway, will smith gives us a glimmer of hope by shouting at her and claiming God doesn't exist, but 10mins later he caves in and hands her a sample of blood that has a cure in it, saying "I think this is why you're here". So by the end of the film, the only two adults we've met believe in God and believe he is guiding them to help fix the mess that science caused.
And the kid? What about the kid? I don't actually remember him saying a single word in the whole film and he reason for being there still perplexes me. He doesn't do anything at all and may as well not be there.

But back to the plot. In the book and original Charlton Heston film, the main protagonist pretty much goes around killing vombies for shits and giggles. But rather than just being horrible monsters, they actually form a genuine mentality and become a pack, with fully sentient thought. They even capture the main protagonist and put him on trial for killing so many of them. The idea is that the human is feared, he comes out during the day when they're sleeping and butchers them, HE'S the legend in much the same way that Vampires are legends to us. It's a genius plot twist and that's why the book is called "I am Legend".

But not the film. He's a legend because he created a cure for the disease. That's it. No depth, nothing to make you think, just...cure...you know, the thing that's been done in just about ever other film about a virulent disease.
No doubt anything else would be too much for your average retarded American to cope with, so they stuck with the safe bet and now I'm left wondering why they bothered to use the title of the book at all.

So in short, here's a bunch of reasons as to why "I am Legend" is shite:

1) It pisses all over the original book (ala I, Robot).
2) It bores the fuck out of you for half of it.
3) It's another excuse for Will Smith to get his shirt off and flex his muscles.
4) Of the 4 "main characters", one of them is a dog and the other is a kid that never speaks and has no reason being there.
5) Plot-holes galore.
6) It's another vehicle to cram Christianity down your throat and make you think Science is Evil.

And by far the most important reason of all -

7) Because I fucking say so.

Sunday, 25 November 2007

*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

Friday, 23 November 2007

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.

Friday, 19 October 2007

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.

Sunday, 7 October 2007

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

Reply to this post and I will list three things I love about you. Then repost to your own journal and spread the love.

Tuesday, 2 October 2007

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.