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| Hello.. Everyone!!!! |
| 08.27.05 (5:54 pm) [edit] |
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[i]It's been a while, but I just wanted to holla at all u guys here on tblog.. past and present. I've been missing in action for a while now.. but I'll be back up and blogging soon! Missed you guys, but I have been popping in under the radar once in a while to read some blogs and have a laugh... Until then... luv u peeps!! :D [/i]
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| The Lesbian Cowboy!! |
| 11.09.04 (6:49 pm) [edit] |
[i][b]Another joke from my friend!![/b] :wink:
An old cowboy sat down at the bar and ordered a drink. As he sat sipping his drink, a young woman sat down next to him.
She turned to the cowboy and asked, [b]"Are you a real cowboy?"[/b]
He replied, "Well, I've spent my whole life breaking colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring horses, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy."
She nods with satisfaction. Then he asked her, "What about you?"
She replies, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women."
"Huh," the cowboy says, and the two resume sipping their drinks in silence.
A little while later a man sits down on the other side of the old cowboy. He turns to him and asks, "Are you a real cowboy?"
"I always thought I was," the cowboy says as he pushes his hat a little higher on his head, "but I just found out I'm a lesbian." :P hehehe!! :D[/i]
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| The Jokes on her!! |
| 11.09.04 (6:41 pm) [edit] |
[i]Got sent this joke in the mail today, nearly had me pissing myself... exactly what the doctor ordered, a bit of light relief. Thought I'd share with y'all.... I apologise if it's not pc enough for some....yeah right!! :roll: Dont read it if you're easily offended!! And for the record... [b]IT'S A JOKE!![/b]
[b]An Englishman, an Irishman and a Scotsman go into a pub. They all suffer from a severe stutter.[/b]
[b]"What's it to be?"[/b] asks the stunningly beautiful landlady.
"Th th th th th th three pi pi pi pi pi..." says the Englishman.
Up steps the Irishman. "Threeee p pints of of of of gui gui gui gui..."
Then the Scotsman tries. "Th th th thth th th th th th th th th th..."
[b]"Oh bugger this!"[/b] says the beautiful landlady and walks away to serve someone else.
She returns ten minutes later and asks if they are ready to order yet.
"Th th th th th th three pi pi pi pi pi", stutters the Englishman.
"Three pints of gui gui gui gui..." tries Paddy.
And then Scotty starts "Th th th th th th th th th th th th th th...".
[b]"Look"[/b] says the beautiful landlady, who loves a bet. [b]"If any one of you can answer a simple question without stuttering I'll let you shag me!"[/b]
Quite confident that no one will win, she turns to the Englishman.
[b]"Where do you live?"[/b] "M M M M M M M Man Man Man Man Manch Manch Manch."
[b]"No. You lose,"[/b] says the beautiful landlady. Turning to the Scotsman, she asks, [b]"Where do you live Scotty?"[/b]
"E E E E EEd Ed Ed Edin Edin Edin Edin Edin Edin Edinb."
[b]"Sorry, you lose,"[/b] says the gorgeous woman.
"And Paddy, where do you live?" she purrs at the Irishman.
[b]"London"[/b] blurts out the Irishman.
[b]"Oh. Bugger!"[/b] says the landlady. A great cheer goes up in the pub and the landlady reluctantly takes him by the hand and leads him upstairs.
Once in the bedroom she strips to her underwear, next she takes off her bra exposing a voluptuous bosom. Finally she slides off her panties then climbs into bed.
Paddy with concentration climbs aboard and goes for glory, and then right at the climaxing stroke, he suddenly screams out [b]"...- D D D D D DDDDDerry!!"[/b] Mwuahahahaha!! :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: [/i]
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| Loss hurts..... |
| 11.08.04 (2:54 pm) [edit] |
[i]Hey Peeps,
It's been so long, I've been having a hard time gathering my thoughts let alone knowing exactly what I want to write. Funnily enough I always thought that blogging would be like riding a bike.... [b]you never forget how to do that, no matter how rusty you are[/b]... yeah right!! That's just bollocks!! :roll: It's not as easy as riding a bike, it takes a bit more.. but the more I sit here in front of my lap top the harder it is to put the words down.
I guess there is no easy way of saying this, but I lost my Pop's the last week of September. Some of you already know this and some dont, but that's been why I've been away from tblog for so long.. blogging just wasn't a priority while he was ill and hasn't been since either. I would love to say that I've handled this well, say that I have been able to move on... but I haven't. Nobody tells you when growing up ..that [b]death and loss[/b] hurts so much, even when you're an adult!
I've gone to sleep most nights, heavy hearted and a bit depressed and totally shattered emotionally.... having failed in my attempt to view the loss in the proper perspective, I console myself with drink and the thought that I wont feel so low when I wake up in the morning. Funnily enough, Mum seems to be coping much better than we kids are.... I honestly thought she'd fall to pieces with Dad gone, but she seems to have found something to keep her going, I just wish she could share a bit of that....whatever it is. A bit more rest, a bit more reflection, time for my alcoholic stupor to disappear...[b]it will be a new day and I'll see things from a different perspective I tell myself.[/b]
But every morning when I've woken from my reverie's, I realise that nothing has changed. I still hurt immensely, my pain is still raw and real, my loss very much tangible and my grief tastes a lot like cotton-mouth!! Yuk!! :( But, this is [b]NOT[/b] a cry for pity or sentiment, just my attempt at dealing with [b]my[/b] grief and dulling the pain in [b]my[/b] own way, seeing as alcohol doesn't seem to be doing the trick for me! (No I'm NOT turning into an alcoholic!!).....So I've decided it's about time I came back to the land of blog, and try as much as I can to normalise my life again. (whatever that means?!) :?
I want to thx all of you that have emailed, tmailed and stuff.... It has all been very much appreciated. When I've been down, just reading them has really lifted my spirits. Especially, Mimi, TigerLilly, Scubadiva, Eka, Miss Kendy, Grant, Toyin, Baba etc (and everybody else I forgot to mention).... you've all very much been my anchors of the last month or so, whether you knew it or not! I cherish you all. Mucho gracias!! Love y'all.....
Later peeps....(and just for the record this is Matt!) :P[/i]
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| A True Confession.. |
| 09.21.04 (7:35 pm) [edit] |
[b][u]WARNING:[/u]This is a very long post, but I would appreciate it if you read it to the very end before passing judgement or concluding wrongly. Thank you![/b] :)
[i]I guess this has been long overdue, but to be perfectly honest I couldn't really be arsed dealing with it while we had bigger issues to deal with like my Uncle being ill! But seeing as a person's integrity and decency as both writer and blogger has been called into question I have no other option than to address this here and NOW!
Recently, there were a spate of comments, tmails and tags left on both the fooble chatbox and with posts on here. I feel like it's about time I gave adequate response to what was said, especially to explain what's what to everyone, and also to those who have joined the bandwagon without having the guts, or courtesy to ask about it. In as much as I believe that friendships on the internet are fleeting anyway, I really did think that here on tblog it was different. I guess, you really cant take people at face value can you?!
Now, so that we are clear [b]Cyberpal is actually TWO people![/b] Yep, you read right [b]TWO[/b] people! There is the cyberpal who started this blog way back in January or whenever it was and there is another addition who ghosted in from time to time to drop a few posts here and there. For the record, the person who owns the blog is [b]MATTHEW[/b], but the ghost writer, poster or contributor has been me his 'cousin' [b]OLUMIDE[/b], who a few of you might know from the past on other sites and forums by the name [b]Hannibal[/b]. Deejay, Toyin, Grant, Baba, QueenB, Smokeycat, Livingspring, momo, jejebaby, etc... know who I am. I have been masquerading under other blog names, but am more than ever reluctant to reveal them now.
The point to this is that Matthew allowed me to add posts on here and sometimes even reply the comments. That doesn't mean he hasn't been 'real' about this, just not altogether forthcoming with particular posts. Hence atimes you might have noticed no replies when particular posts go up, cos he didn't write it I did. So I, [b]Olu[/b] have been embellishing posts a bit. In that they didnt exactly originate from me. Now I stop short of accusing myself of copyright theft, cos by definition what I did could be construed as plagiarism, but even that might be a bit too harsh, as I didn't just cut, copy and paste.[/i]
[b]copy·right[/b]
Function: noun
: a person's exclusive right to reproduce, publish, or sell his or her original work of authorship (as a literary, musical, dramatic, artistic, or architectural work)
[b]plagiarism[/b]
n 1: a piece of writing that has been copied from someone else and is presented as being your own work 2: the act of plagiarizing; taking someone's words or ideas as if they were your own.
[i]It's not exactly the same when taking it in the context of blogging as I altered the contents and in some cases changed the whole cadence of the material. Yes I am trying to make excuses, and yes I stand by what I did. What I will say though is that [b]Matthew[/b] never knew that some of the posts on the blog were adapted from somebody else's writings. Not only has the criticism been robust, abusive and down-right insulting in all this, I have noticed that a few people who I thought knew him better have had a few things to say abt it all too. I will be making a full apology to the aggrieved party and the reason it has taken so long to do so, was becos I didn't think I had done anything wrong so to speak.... but Matthew has been pissed with me about it and the undue abuse he's been getting that I had to say something even if it does blow our otherwise perfect blogging coup.
So, to clear the air... I propose to delete whichever posts I have written here from the Archives that are considered 'plagiarism' as well as offer an open apology to the aggreived blogger(who isn't from tblog by the way). The most I've been able to get from the spiteful tmails is that he/she is some kinda writer... well there you go then. [b]I'm sincerely sorry for the material used here on the blog[/b]. Also, I would like to state that things aren't exactly what they seem, I didn't do this knowingly thinking I was doing anything wrong. Anyway, doesn't it strike you that this was done knowing full well that the ruse could or would be revealed... I'm just pissed that it was here on Matthew's blog and not my other blogs.
As someone succinctly put it in a comment I was privy to reading .....[b]"maybe he did it to see how you all would react to it and thus create for themselves a semblence of temporary amusement at your well trained lemming response and band wagon jump on masses mentality. congratulations. within all of your individualism, you have all wonderfully fallen into the mundane of identicalistic well media trained sameness. heh."[/b] Well, to all those who unilaterally assumed anything was gained by this, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Also, to anybody who will try to gain mileage out of this I say get a life.This might not sound like much of apology, and to be honest I'm only doing this to heal the rift it's caused between my cousin(Matt) and I... But I do believe that what I did was more to do with [b]"fair Use"[/b] than actual copyright theft or plagiarism.[/i]
[b]fair use
:[/b] a use of copyrighted material that does not constitute an infringement of the copyright provided the use is fair and reasonable and does not substantially impair the value of the work or the profits expected from it by its owner; also : the privilege of making a fair use of copyrighted work
[i]NOTE: Among the factors determining if a use of a copyrighted work is a fair use are these: the purpose of the use, the character of the use (as in being commercial or educational in nature), the nature of the copyrighted work, and the amount of the work used.
To all the people who never worked it out, I apologise. But I know that a few of you cottoned-on that I wasn't Matt when chatting, tmailing or leaving comments a few times. The whole ghost writing charade wasn't meant to be malicious, under-hand or in anyway meant to undermine any one person. It was just a ruse that started off as a bit of fun, but with the increased number of comments became something that got out of hand. Hopefully Matthew will read this and realise that I am at least sorry to have put him in such a predicament.
Thx for reading this to the end, and once again I apologise for any offence caused. The material was in no way used for financial gain or any other type of gain. So I hope a line can be drawn under this once and for all now? Again, I hope this revelation has no adverse affect on the many relationships that Matthew has brokered on here through this blog, we never meant to keep the ruse going for so long.... just got out of control. Thanks!!
Olumide.[/I]
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| American Women are Hot!! |
| 09.20.04 (5:00 pm) [edit] |
[i]Hi Peeps, still down in London with Pops. He's out of hospital and recovering well, that's if you take into account that he's a bit grumpy and snappy at having to be restricted to bed-rest for the next week or so. That and the fact that Mum wont let him forget the fact that he just had heart surgery.... she' beginning to even drive me potty with her fussing!! :roll: Was a really good weekend, the whole family was around and we had a great time just hanging out together and catching up. It's weird knowing that if not for Dad's illness, it might have been months if not years for us all to be in one place at the same time. Well done DAD!! Hehe! :)
Not been up to much this last week, except visiting Dad at the hospital and stuff. But I have to confess I brushed up on some serious day-time TV over the last week. Apart from the normal talk-shows and stuff, one that really caught my eye was the [b]'America's next top model'[/b] competition, series 1 (2003) with [b]Tyra[/b] (what a beauty!) [b]Banks[/b] as the host/judge/creator/execut ive producer. I have to admit here and now, I'm hooked!! (There goes all my rants on reality TV in the past!) But I'm sure it just might have summin to do with all those beautiful women in one place... American women sure are beautiful!! :wink:
[b]Elyse[/b] is my fav, not cos of the way she looks.... which is way too skinny btw, but for her intellect (a nerdy scholar), witty repartee and her tenacity in standing up for what she believes in... which aint much btw!! I couldn't help myself, so I looked it up and saw that she didn't win, so that kinda spoilt it for me, but even so I am still watching the climax this week. Btw, still off work this week too.... but had to get the time off as part of my annual leave. Hopefully, shd be back up in Newcastle by the weekend with the 'oldies' safely on their way back home.
Once again I appreciate the emails, tmails and whatnot. Also, I have a bit of a confession/unraveling to make on here. But I'll leave that to the guilty party to make it in his own time...make sense?! :shock: I didn't think it would, but all will be revealed. All I ask is that y'all try and understand and see past the revelation itself.... I hope y'all will.
Have a great week peeps, and I hope to be back on here soon. Miss y'all loads :wink:[/i]
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| Thx everyone!! |
| 09.18.04 (1:04 pm) [edit] |
[i]Quick update. Dad had minor surgery on Thursday evening. Apparently he had been diagnosed with [b]Angina[/b] - is a type of temporary chest pain, pressure or discomfort, which had been affecting him for a while now. Initially he had [b]stable angina[/b] which is when attacks happen only when the heart needs extra oxygen, like when a person climbs a long flight of stairs or jogs across the street. But recently it had developed into [b]unstable angina[/b] when attacks occur more frequently, with less activity – even when a person is at sitting down.
So they did all the tests and found that his heart was not getting enough oxygen-rich blood, which they described as a distress call or warning signal. His coronary arteries were hardened and narrowed so he had to have angioplasty with stenting. From what we were told it should improve blood flow and reduce the risk of heart attack and sudden cardiac death.
He is coming home later on today and should be right as rain in a few days. Dad being Dad is bored silly doing nothing and just wants to get out of hospital. I really want to thx all who emailed, tmailed and so on.... it's a huge relief to know that he is gonna be alright. I appreciate every single one of you guys and I will reply y'all when I get a sec!! Cheers! :D
Peace out peeps! and have a good weekend one and all!! :wink:[/i]
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| Dear Dad... |
| 09.15.04 (6:40 pm) [edit] |
[i][b]Everyday you're on my mind.
I wonder what you're doing,
what you're thinking, but mostly I wonder how
you're feeling.
I know I can be a pain, That won't go away.
I don't want to worry, but how can I not?
You are my Father, my pride and best of all my hero.
When I see you, you look so tired and drawn,
but on you go. You won't tell me when you're hurting,
you wont admit the pain that you're enduring.
You always have a smile that makes my day
but you must know that I smile with you,
but I cry deeply within.
I hate the futility, not knowing what's what.
Father, Daddy, Pops: I love you so much.
I never want to let you go
But I want you to know it is okay for you
to let go. Express your fears, pain and hurt
I'm a big boy now!
You'll always be my Dad, and I'll always be
your Son - together we'll always have
that bond of love.
I love you, now, always and forever...Get well soon! :)[/b][/i]
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| Are You Happy?? |
| 09.13.04 (6:21 pm) [edit] |
[i]Quick update, Dad's still poorly and may even need an operation (surgery) if things dont improve in a couple of days. Apparently, it's a long term condition that he never told us (the kids) abt! Heading back down south tomorrow, they have been kind enough to give me the week off at work today. Nothing much to blog abt at the moment I'm afraid, but I'll check in from time to time. Thx to you guys who emailed and stuff, you're the best!! :wink:
Have you ever heard that saying that goes summin like this... "Mother always knows" or "Mother knows best"? Well it seems to be the case where my Mum is concerned. Even when I was a kid, she had this knack of being able to tell when summin was bugging me or summin was wrong... often regardless of how well I tried to hide it! :roll: Typical example was y/day, as I was setting out to head back up here... out of the blue she asks [b]"Are you happy?"[/b]
Wow!! what a question!! Apart from Dad being ill and her worrying endlessly abt him, she could still tell that all was not right with me... kinda scary stuff! I just countered with [b]"what is happiness anyways?"[/b] with that I got into car and headed up North. But thru out the journey up, the question kept reverbrating in my mind.... "Are you happy?" How do we measure happiness? Is it thru physical, emotional, financial, spiritual or material gratification and pleasure or is it more? What does make me happy?
So I thought to myself, why not test myself if I was happy or not with questions that relate to my everyday life and see.
[b]Do I experience pleasure of any kind daily?[/b]... what are my pleasures??
[b]Do I have a positive outlook or not?[/b].... do my convo's focus on how bad the weather is, the state of the world or things that annoy me??
[b]Am I happy in my relationships?[/b] .... across the board, with friends, family, colleagues, neighbours etc??
[b]Do I feel as if I'm in a rut?[/b]... am I stagnating, feel like I'm circling the same spot??
[b]Do I enjoy the work that I do?[/b]... is my work satisfying, am I doing what I want to do??
[b]Do I laugh a lot?[/b]...whether it be a chuckle, side splitting or dry, do I laugh enough??
[b]Would I say that I was happy?[/b]... as a rule, is happiness a quality I see in my life as it is or not??
That's just a few I came up with, but at the end of it all I'm no closer to actually working out whether I'm happy or NOT!! Cos sometimes, I'm a happy bunny who people like being around cos it's infectious(sp?). Then there are some aspects of my life I'd like to improve. I find that when I do the same things, I dont get as much pleasure... I guess that's when I wonder if I shd try summin different. Then there are those times when I know that happiness wont come looking for me, I've got to find it for myself! (When I am a pain to be around!)
Bottom line is that if I am to answer that question honestly, I have to make the decision to turn my life around and start thinking and acting positively and then I [b]WILL[/b] be happy!! They do say 'laughing alleviates stress and anxiety' and I'm of the opinion that it is so easy to be happy... actually I could be happy in a heart beat if only I tried. Happiness isn't abt material success or as a result of being in the right place at the right time... I guess I just have to try to be happy.... that shouldn't be too hard... should it?! :)
So peeps, are you happy? :?[/i]
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| Teachers strike back!! |
| 09.10.04 (3:05 pm) [edit] |
[i]Was rifling through my primary and high school stuff the other day and came across a few report cards I had recieved while there. I suddenly had flash backs to what I was like in school.... to some teachers I was the [b]'ideal student'[/b] to others I was the [b]'proverbial nightmare'[/b] all teachers dread in their classes.
If I actually posted some of my report card comments, it might just shatter the illusion some of you may have of me. So to spare all your blushes and more importantly mine I'll just say this much..... I was in no way the teachers pet. What was with teachers back then though anyway?
I've read some and maybe it's just me but a few of my report comments were the most patronising and condescending things I've ever read. I shudder to think what my parents thought when reading them? Maybe that's why on a few occassions on PTA night I saw Mum engrossed in deep conversation with one or two of them, shaking her head and mumbling under her breath... I guess I'll never know... :roll:
But then again teachers did have a rough time of it at school, cos I know for sure that I was a real tear-away, constantly flouting rules and pushing boundaries to see how much I could get way with! :evil: So I went and looked up my old school's website and other sites and came up with a few comments that I would probably have written about some of the kids I was in school with...
So this is for all the teachers back then, I'm helping them strike back. Here is a list of ten funny insults that teachers can use to describe those pesky classroom inhabitants. Not malicious, just funny. :D
[b]1)[/b] Since my last report, your child has reached rock bottom and has started to dig.
[b]2)[/b] I would not allow this student to breed.
[b]3)[/b] Your son is depriving a village somewhere of an idiot.
[b]4)[/b] Your son sets low personal standards and then consistently fails to achieve them.
[b]5)[/b] The student has a "full six-pack" but lacks the plastic thing to hold it all together.
[b]6)[/b] When your daughter's IQ reaches 50, she should sell.
[b]7)[/b] The gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train isn't coming.
[b]8)[/b] If this student were any more stupid, he'd have to be watered twice a week.
[b]9)[/b] It's impossible to believe that the sperm that created this child beat out 1,000,000 others.
[b]10)[/b] The wheel is turning but the hamster is definitely dead.
What were your report cards like? hehe! :) Btw, Dad's much better, off to London this evening to see them. Might be next week before I'm back here again... miss y'all!! :wink:[/i]
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| Hey Peeps!! |
| 09.08.04 (3:58 pm) [edit] |
[i]Hi Peeps, long time no hear a peek from mua... last week was a bit of a rollercoaster. :shock:
My folks were around for the weekend as some of you already know and I had to do the 'son-ly' thing and hang with them while they were in town. Good thing they were here too, as Dad took a turn for the worse and became a bit poorly. But hopefully he'll be okay, they've had to delay their trip to visit my bro in the states for a few days for him to recuperate. Families eh! drive you round the bend at the best of times, but in a crisis they are definitely the only people you want to be around and that you can really rely on! :)
Not back at work till tomorrow anyways, so I'll see about spending this evening catching up on y'alls blogs. Thx to all who sent me emails and such, I hadn't gone AWOL, just an extended break. Will try to reply all the mails and tmails today. Sunny and bright up here, may just head off and make the best of the day, seeing as the forecast is for a change in weather at the end of the week. Hope y'all are having a great day and an even better week? Ciao peeps! :D
Btw, happy belated birthday to [b]Lynne[/b], [b]Pascale[/b] and [b]Yemi[/b]! :D[/i]
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| Wtf???! |
| 09.01.04 (7:00 pm) [edit] |
[i]Not quite sure wtf is going on on my blog, but need to contact [b]Rocky[/b]!! I've had to close all comments for the time being until it's resolved! I've had some freaks commenting here and saying all sorts... I'mma have to post without comments forthwith!
So if you have any comments, abuse, criticisms, whimsical thoughts or what not mail is the way forward for now. Cheers!!
[b]PS[/b]: If someone is messing with me, they'd better STOP!! :evil: It aint funny in the least AND I'm getting pissed off with it all!! :x[/i]
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| What a joke!! |
| 09.01.04 (3:53 pm) [edit] |
[i]I'm going absolutely crazy
And not in a "boy-isn't-this-fun-to-be -delirious" sense either!! :evil:
If work situation does not improve, I think I'm going to end up faking my own kidnapping and learning love for automatic weaponry a la Patty Hearst.
[b]Immediately.[/b]
Think perhaps that yours truly works for [b]the[/b] most [b]unprofessional[/b] set of fuckwits in the architectural/constructio n world. It's simply not right to have to go to the bathroom and cuss the air blue after getting yelled at by Mr. High-n-mighty who -- when he discovers he was dead wrong and yours truly was... ahem... correct as usual, 'King Fuck-up' -- does not have the balls to apologise. What a fucking Asshole. Imbecile. Nonentity. Wanker!! :x
Come on, Someone. Teach me some automatic weaponry skills. I'm feeling manic!! :evil:[/i]
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| Inner Bastard!! |
| 09.01.04 (12:42 pm) [edit] |
[i]Went to bed irritated. Woke up irritated. Would think that somehow, in 6 hours of sleep, would have some miraculous recovery of attitude. Nope. Didn't happen. What did happen upon waking, was repeated pushing of snooze button and growing aggravation of having to get out of warm bed and scoot self off into cold morning to place of employment. Not happy..... not happy at all! :(
(Grumble. Whimper.) "Fuck!" :evil:
[b]I swear, if you're late for work again...[/b]
"I'm beginning to think you're no 'Inner Ego' at all. More like an [b]Inner Bastard[/b]." grumbles yet again...
[b]Any reason we're so cranky this morning, Sunshine?[/b]
"Could be that I had [b]THE[/b] most frustrating, unresolved disagreement with Kirsty yesterday. Could be that I seem to have forgot to do laundry in the last two weeks and all my trousers are dirty. Or, could be that I just am reserving the right to be uncharacteristically foul-tempered today. That okay with you?"
[b]PMS if you ask me....[/b]
"WTF??! ...Excuse me?" :shock:
[b]We both know that's what this is.[/b]
"Yeah, I do you numbskull, but I also know guys dont get that, you imbecile!!"
[b]awfully touchy this morning aren't we?[/b]
"Then, shouldn't I just be allowed to crawl back into bed and sleep until my clothes get washed and the world makes sense again?"
[b]Funny how it doesn't work that way. Now, put some "angry" early morning music in your ipod and go to work.[/b]
"Bossy."
[b]Go to work.[/b]
"Go to hell."
[b]After you, mate.[/b]
And that folks was my early morning discussion with [b]self[/b].... As you can see, we are getting on like a house on fire at the moment!! :roll: The day [b]has[/b] improved a bit... already been on-site today, and have another site meeting this evening.... also going to the gym!! That should be a 'treat'.... gawd help me!! :(
Have a good day, and toodles peeps!! :D[/i]
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| Q & A - a la SheSpecies!! |
| 08.31.04 (3:09 pm) [edit] |
[i]I got this from Shespecies' blog who in turn got it from Jon's blog.... ShovelGames!
[b](X) - you’ve done
(_) - you haven’t done
(/) - kinda
(#) - you need not know[/b]
[b]Warning[/b]: Taken with a pinch of salt!!
(X) been drunk
(X) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(/) kissed a member of the same sex (does on the cheek count?!)
(_) crashed a friend’s car (But had mine crashed by a friend!)
(X) been to Japan
(X) ridden in a taxi (who hasn't?!)
(/) been in love
(_) been dumped
(/) shoplifted (Hmm, well technically NO.... but not what the shopkeeper thought....I was gonna pay him later!.. was only sweets!) :oops:
(_) been fired (Been close though)
(X) been in a fist fight
(X) snuck out of my parent’s house
(_) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex (Yikes!) :shock:
(_) ever dated someone of the same sex (Hell NO!!)
(_) had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back
(/) been arrested (No big thang!)
(X) made out with a stranger
(X) made a booty call
(X) been a booty call
(/) stole something from my job (Do paper tacks, staples and A4 paper count?!)
(X) celebrated new years in time square (Twice.... froze my nuts off both times.. never again!)
(X) gone on a blind date
(X) lied to a friend
(X) a friend lied to me
(X) had a crush on a teacher (Aahh...Ms Sheridan.....oh! those legs....)
(X) celebrated Mardi-gras in new Orleans
(X) been to Europe (Duh!... well I live there!) :P
(X) skipped school
(X) slept with a co-worker
(X) cut myself
(_) been married (Never even came close)
(_) gotten divorced
(_) had children (None that I know of!) :P
(_) seen someone die (But seen a dead body!... does that count?!)
(X) been to Africa (Lived, schooled and bred there!)
(#) had a crush on one of my tBLOG/Blurty friends
(_) slapped someone I loved
(_) driven over 400 miles to attend a show/festival/fetish ball
(X) been to Canada
(_) been to Mexico
(X) been on a plane
(_) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(X) thrown up in a bar (To my utmost shame and horror... YES!) :(
(_) purposely set a part of myself on fire
(X) eaten sushi
(/) been snowboarding (If staying on for only 5 secs counts!)
(X) met someone in person from the Internet (Yes, and I was pleasantly surprised!)
(_) been moshing at a concerts
(_) had real feelings for someone you knew only online (Dont think I could, would have had to have met them in person first)
(#) taken partially nude/nude photos of yourself
(_) been in an abusive relationship
(_) been pregnant or got someone pregnant (At least I hope NOT!)
(_) lost a child
(X) graduated college
(_) tried killing yourself (Would NEVER be an option!)
(X) taken painkillers
(X) had sex (Duh!!....Is the Pope Catholic?!)
(_) intentionally burned yourself
(X) wished someone dead (My Boss for a start.... the list goes on...)
(X) wish someone dead right now (A few!)
(X) admitted to making a big mistake
(X) been misunderstood (Always am..)
(_) told someone I hated them when I didn’t (If I say it I mean it!) :evil:
(_) told someone I loved them when I didn’t (" " " " " " )
(X) love someone or miss someone right now (My folks!!)
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Anybody game to try this quizzy thingy?! Let me know if you do, so I can caheck out your answers on your blogs peeps! :wink:
As you can tell, I'm bored at the moment... off for lunch!! :)[/i]
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| It's way too early for this. |
| 08.31.04 (11:26 am) [edit] |
[i]Wrote this earlier, but couldn't log onto tBLOG as usual. When will things ever get better? Never.... I hear myself say! :roll:
Is not even 10:15 AM and having been at work now already for over three hours (at least I have had breakfast...see I'm eating properly now! :P).... Delirium seems to be setting in. Bonus is, I'm beginning to have what seems to be very meaningful conversations with [b]self[/b].
"Self?"
[b]Yes.[/b]
[b]Didn't you want to be a writer when you grew up?[/b]
"Yes."
[b]And here you are, at 7:45 in the morning, pushing what will be a 60-hour week, NOT writing for a living. What is it you do again?[/b]
"Well, I uh... I build buildings made from pretty pictures for architects who like to yell and look down at me."
[b]And that was in your life plan...WHERE?[/b]
"Listen, Self... May I call you Self?"
[b]Yes, but I prefer Inner Ego.[/b]
"Ok, Inner Ego, I don't like where this is going."
[b]Then quit.[/b]
"No, I mean this conversation, numbskull!!. Maybe it's NOT what I wanted to be when I grew up. But maybe I haven't grown up yet. Thought of that?" :P
[b]Fair enough.[/b]
"Ha! Teach you to argue with yourself! I'm a rhetorical master."
[b]Don't get carried away.[/b]
"Oh, shut up. I have to go fix the printer. I hear it making strange noises."
[b]Fine. But one more thing...[/b]
"Yeah?"
[b]Who are you dating these days?[/b]
"Fuck off..... stupid fuckwit!!" :evil:[/i]
Folks, never try to have a convo with your [b]"self"[/b] as you can see.... you never win!! :roll: Hope y'all having a good day peeps?! :D[/i]
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| Celebrating!! |
| 08.29.04 (2:13 pm) [edit] |
[i]In celebration of another blogging milestone which yours truly almost let go by unmentioned... ([b]Cyberpal's Blog has turned a whopping THIRTY thousand over the last weekend[/b]) I have compiled another list. (I know, me and my quirky lists!!) :roll:
Things I have Learned from peeps over the years:
1. Do not leave the house on cold winter mornings without warm substance in your tummy. Be it tea, oatmeal, or the less-than-preferred option of reheated pizza, warm tummy-fillers are a must.
2. Do not fight openly. Always use [b]passive-aggressive[/b] techniques more suited to true dysfunctional family life.
3. Always wear two pair of socks when hiking. Don't ask why, just do. You'll be glad you did.
4. Being smart is better than being pretty. Thus, do not tell your children they are attractive. Will only encourage vanity and un-smartness.
5. Right over left. Left over right. The correct way to tie an even bow on your shoe.
6. Ice-cold water is key to flaky pie crust. (So I'm told, never tried it though!)
7. If you want it, earn it.
8. Make a budget. (learnt that one late!)
9. Being overweight makes you harder to love. But as is very wrong to say, do not verbalize it. Simply apply steady stream of hints that family members and loved ones must diet in order to be worthy of affection. (I can talk!)
10. No matter how crazy she is, you will always love your mother and wish she were there when you are sick.
Thx for all the comments, criticisms - [b]constructive and otherwise[/b], tmails, mentions, support, personal attacks and abuse.... they all add up to make this blog what it is, and is all very much appreciated peeps! You're the [b]bestest!![/b] (My word!!) And yes that does include friends and haters alike... aint life just grand?! Woo hoo!! :D[/i]
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| This is my confession!! |
| 08.28.04 (4:32 pm) [edit] |
[i]It’s not a pride thing.
It's amazing what thought come to your mind at 1.35am in the morning when you cant sleep and have a lot of shit on your mind. Work was great, but I just didn't want to be there, didn't feel like socialising after either... I wonder do we sometimes over-burden ourselves with our problems, when the easiest route would be to share? :?
While I have no problem spilling my life’s woes to my good friend [b]'The Internet'[/b], it’s a different story when it comes to the living, breathing relationships I might have. I’ll refrain from the melodrama of saying ‘I don’t want to be a burden,’ but to some extent, that’s just what it is!!
You see, I have a very real fear of becoming that friend. You know, the high maintenance one who always has some problem or another? Like the restored car you drove in high school that broke down every time the wind blew from a certain direction. As much as you loved the old beast, there came a point where it just wasn’t worth all the efforts and cost of repairs.
Yeah, yeah, people are not cars, I know. [b]But still[/b].
I’d rather slip quietly out of bed to spend an entire night sick on your bathroom floor and have you none the wiser. You need your sleep. I’d rather promise I’m fine, use too many exclamation points in our late night instant messages and avoid the conversation in which I admit I’m more than a bit overwhelmed. But why? Do I really think that at some point, you’re all going to throw up your hands and say, “Man, being friends with him is a real pain in the arse. Do I know anyone who has more issues than he does?”
Yes, maybe I do.
It’s an unfounded fear. I know that. I am the luckiest guy alive when it comes to supportive friends. To date, not a single friend has run away, cut bait or abandoned ship when I selectively exposed the most un-glamorous parts of me. No one’s treated me as broken or looked as though they’re afraid it’s contagious and that they might ‘catch crazy.’ And I have absolutely no reason to believe that they ever would.
But still..... I hold back!! Why?! :([/i]
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| Been feeling fragile. |
| 08.26.04 (4:32 pm) [edit] |
[i]Before I left the office on Monday, the lady from accounting told me I looked pale and insisted I put some colour in my cheeks. Fake colour, she said. She even offered to rub some lipstick into 'the apples of my cheeks'. Hmm! hell no!....I opted for a splash of water instead...
“Better?”
“Aye. cheers Mim."
"I hope you do not have a date tonight.”
I laughed. Miriam likes to think I am the office 'player'.
Later, Dravid met me in the lift. He told me I looked exhausted. Clearly, the water-splashing had not helped. I retrieved my ipod from Brad's desk (I’m always leaving summin around) and then headed home. My car played up that morning, so it was in the shop, so I decided to walk a bit, clear my head and hail a cab. Somewhere between The Broadway and the city centre, a paper vendor who I always got my evening read from hollered at me from her cart.
[b]“I hate to see a handsome guy so sad!”[/b]
Me, too, hun....me too!
I decided I was probably in need of some liquid refreshment and opted to stop in at the Boots at the point. I swung the door open, waved at the sales assistant who shares my love for M&M's, grabbed a can of red bull and headed to the till. The cool air from the vents hit my face and I reeled. My ears filled with cotton and everything suddenly got black.
It happened just that fast. :shock:
It lasted only a few seconds, but it caused quite a stir. You have to love Newcastle -- all hustle and bustle, too busy to be bothered, but hand them a stranger with a vertigo problem and they’re suddenly rabid do-gooders.
The man who would later hail me a cab asked me if I was okay. “Fine,” I said. “I’m fine.” I suppose that might have been more convincing if I wasn’t finding it so hard to get back to my feet. I felt like a six year old.
Most of my friends have never seen me cry (save for movie tears) and yet, in the middle of strangers I was close to giving it my all. Shoulders shaking, alligator tears.....the works! If the fainting was embarrassing, the crying after would have been pure mortification. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even look at anyone's face. Thus, I admired the floor tiles as they helped me up and into a cab, despite protests from Boot's finest who insisted I wait for an ambulance..... just in case.
That’s the story of how I fainted at the Boots store and how Newcastle picked me up and sent me home safely. And except for a small cut on my forehead and a bruised wrist I’m fine. My ego will recover, too.
My body has too... I hope to be back at work tomorrow.. I've been climbing the walls at home, all this cos my doctor thinks I haven't been eating properly... who knew that [b]"a drop in your blood sugar may also cause you to faint?[/b].(I sure as hell didn't, but I sure as hell do now!!) This can happen if you have diabetes, but it may also happen if you don't eat for a long time."... bingo!! that was me then!! :roll:
Hence my absence peeps, hope y'all are well and I wanna thx all those who emailed me and left comments.. I aint dead just yet, and should be back up to speed tomorrow. Will check in on your blogs later too.
And btw, fuck what the movies say, peeps. You fall [b]forward[/b] when you faint. :shock:[/i]
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| Monday Rant!! |
| 08.23.04 (3:39 pm) [edit] |
[i]I feel like I have a hangover but I wasn’t drinking last night. It must be that even my body knows that it’s [b]Monday!![/b] :shock:
I’m having an incredibly hard time getting myself going today. The boss is out, on-site. I don’t have a lot of urgent work and I can barely remember where I am. I don’t understand how I can be so out of it, seeing as I was in bed around 11pm last night. I wish I wasn't at work but instead at home snuggling with my pillow in bed. :)
I’m embarassed to admit that I haven’t read an engineering paper/editorial in a very, very long time. Very long time. You know what happens when you don’t read construction or building info for a long time? You get rusty. And you get critical. (And you get a little guilty because it’s your field, you know how it is?)... Tried to read one today...
But you know what the problem is? It’s that engineer's and scientist's in general, [b]never learn how to write well[/b].... and even if they take classes, they don’t apply good writing principles to their writing. They suck at writing! Suck! Suck! Suck! And what’s with all the [b]'passive voice'[/b]? Hey, I understand the need for jargon and lingo but do you have to construct your sentences in the most convoluted manner possible? No! :roll:
The first four words of the paper in front of me:
[b]Previously we have described.…[/b]
What is this shit? :shock: You think I want to read something that starts like this? Aren’t you glad you’re not a novelist because you would have starved years ago? Where is your proofreader? Who is your proofreader? I’m going to go find this muthafucka and strangle his/her's illiterate neck. Don’t these publications have editors? Is it any wonder that there is a surfeit of scientific publications? There isn’t anyone brave enough to read this stuff and say, [b]“No, we won’t publish this shit because it’s unreadable!”[/b] Argh!! :evil:
That's my rant for the day out of the way... now, hopefully things will look up from here on in?! :) Hope y'all had good weekend's? Mine was great, down at the beach in Brighton, but I'll fill y'all in later! :wink:[/i]
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| The Weekend beckons.... |
| 08.20.04 (4:37 pm) [edit] |
[i]I'm feeling much better. Not butt sore anymore, and work has been a dream today. Details not necessary.
Have been very productive at work today. Report for the budget and finance review finished on time, and time seems to be flying by at a startling pace..... it's nearly 5pm already!! Wonderful! The week is almost over! Yay!! :D
The only glitch to an awesome day so far is my little ruckus with my old mobile phone provider.
[b]Dear Former Mobile-Phone Provider,
Die.
Die a long, horrible death, preferably engulfed in your own flaming ignorance. Oh, and stop fucking with my credit, please. I'd like to be a respectable member of society one day.
Many Thanks,
Matt.[/b]:evil:
I was on line with aforementioned company trying to explain, in very simple terms, why I should not have to pay for service that cancelled over three months ago. Not that I cant pay outstanding balance of £124.47, but it's a matter of principle at this point. If faceless voice at other end of line would go that extra special mile and check to see that no activity has been posted to said account since May, then argument would be pointless. [b]Fuckwits!![/b]. :roll:
Hope y'all having a good day? The Weekend beckons, so if I dont get back here today, wish you all a great weekend peeps! :)[/i]
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| Need to focus. |
| 08.19.04 (3:53 pm) [edit] |
[i]Busy day so far, and need to get a few things done before tomorrow for a budget and finance review. So far so good though, I'm on track!
Spent yesterday evening engaged in a bit of manual labour (i.e - chatting!) with friends over pizza and wine after the football. Which England won 3-0 btw, woohoo!! :wink: Ended evening by spilling beans about totally shameful one-night-stand that happened months ago, involving mutual friend. Mistake? Nah.
Funny thing is, I feel much better. It's a strange phenomenon, really, that I feel somewhat absolved of drunken error by having handful of friends to share the shame with. Don't exactly want it to be common knowledge, but truthfully, seems so much less of a very dirty secret now. Altho, I did have a slight pang abt naming the friend, seeing as she wasn't there. I soon got over that though! We are adult's after all, right?! :?
Have set date with [b]'hot date girl'[/b] tomorrow. And honestly, do not want to be having dinner. No, indeed. Instead, want to be right back in stinky cab, inching closer and closer, wondering if it's just a bad idea even though we really want to, and... well I'll leave the rest to your imagination. hehe! :P
Oh gawd. Must get mind back on work. But gawd, did she look and smell good yesterday....
Focus Matthew, [b]FOCUS!![/b] :roll:[/i]
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| I'm a blogger. |
| 08.19.04 (12:19 pm) [edit] |
[i]For the second time in just as many days, I scribbled a strange woman’s phone number onto a pad and ventured out to meet her for coffee. But this time, it wasn’t a date. I met this lady a couple of weeks ago, but only now wanted to blog abt it.
This meeting was academia.
I had nearly let this woman’s email fall into the slush pile of my inbox unanswered as some many junk mail are, but Avram had already met with her, deemed her not a psycho and vouched for the legitimacy of her project. So, I went. I was very curious about what I would have to add to the research of someone from the BlahBlah School of … Economics. (LSE - London School of Economics) to be exact!
My blog could have less to do with economics, but that would be pretty tricky. I mean, it’s green, for gawd’s sake. I only passed Econs by flirting and last minute cramming and my current account zeros out on a regular basis. But fortunately for both of us, her project focused on the sociality of blogging and how it might affect economics and journalism in the future.
Social? I dig social, but economics....well her guess was as good as mine. On with the questions! :)
For the next hour, I got to talk about… myself - a topic I’m very comfortable with, my blogging friends and neighbours (ditto) and blogging as a form of journalism - something I’ve thought about but never really discussed.
A lot of us in this nerdy little community of web writers either wanted to be journalists, writers, columnists, editors, feature writers or the like and some might still want to. I know I went to University with that intention of somehow developing in that area, but came out with a degree in Civil Engineering and ended up in a construction corporate cell.
Saying [b]'I’m a blogger'[/b] may be as close as I ever come to saying, I’m a writer. Maybe I do this so I don’t feel like I gave up writing entirely. Maybe I do it to have a place to bitch about life in general. Or to meet great people..... whatever the reason, I love to blog! :D
Can’t wait to read this woman’s paper to find out the answer to that. The only down side is that I never got paid!! :P But either way, I walked away from that meeting thinking.... [b]"I really am a blogger"[/b], whatever that means?! :)[/i]
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| If you are my FRIEND! |
| 08.18.04 (7:13 pm) [edit] |
[i]I got this from a friend today... haven't spoken to or heard from her in a while and then outta the blue I get this in an email.... I'm not one for soppy moments, but this did tug at my heart strings just a tad.... just wanted to share with y'all.
[b]If you are my FRIEND, Please answer this:
Are we friends
Or are we not?
You told me once
But I forgot.
So tell me now
And tell me true
So I can say....
I'm here for you.
Of all the friends
I've ever met,
You're the one
I won't forget.
And if I die
Before you do,
I'll go to heaven
And wait for you.
I'll give the angels
Back their wings
And risk the loss
Of everything,
Just to prove my friendship is true
having a wonderful friend like you![/b]
Hope you're all having good day's? and for those whose days, like mine are nearly over.. I wish you a good evening and a good night!! :D
Later peeps, gotta a quick meeting then it's off to the pub to watch the football... [b]England Vs Ukraine[/b], here in Newcastle at my beloved St' James' Park! (Home of Newcastle United... best team in the world!) Ciao!! :D[/i]
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| Seduction of money. |
| 08.18.04 (11:14 am) [edit] |
[i]Morning peeps, it's a dreary rainy day up here in Newcastle... winds blowing in off the River Tyne and quite miserable really. Altho, the showers are dying out even as I type this. Got to work early for some reason (dont ask me why?!) :shock:
Maybe, it's a 24hr bug thing?... It'll soon pass.. that much I know!
Lately, in an attempt to be more… conscientious, I’ve been writing down everything I spend. I already keep a balanced cheque-book (it’s called online banking), and I figured the next step would be to know not only how much I’m spending, but where. The results have been interesting. Here’s what I’ve learned:
I spend as much money on [b]late fees[/b] at Blockbuster as I do on coffee.... now that's scary! :lol:
I shouldn’t be allowed to carry large amounts of cash. This leads to impulse spending.
I don’t necessarily get more 'bang' for my pound (£)drinking in Newcastle, than I would in London.... that's cos I tend to compensate by drinking more cos it's cheaper!
If you’re spending the afternoon with [b]Jenny and Kirsty[/b], you will add margaritas to your list of expenditures. You just will. Budget for it.... no other choice.
I spend more money on food related items each month than I do on anything else. While, this is probably how it should be, I’d like to see what happens if I reverse that.
While Lean Cuisine is terribly middle England and working class (you’re absolutely right... that's what I said!) it cuts lunchtime spending in half. [b]HALF[/b]. I’m thinking, more partying money. :wink:
I need to turn either my fan or my computer off. Seriously, one of the two has to go. I’m paying tuition for the children of the electricity company employees. I just know it.
Even thinking about the up-coming Morocco trip is expensive. And so very worth it when I think of the fun I'll have.... if you know what I mean :wink:
While itemizing expenditures, jotting down Toys from [b]Toys-r-us[/b] £25 makes me giggle. (They were for a friend's baby.. in case any of you had ideas!) :roll:
I knew that living in Newcastle would be more expensive than London for me. But I didn’t take into account that most of that would be due to the fact that spending temptation here is simply unparalleled cos of all the travelling to and fro that I do. Forget that everything costs just a bit less…it still actually calls out to you in sultry voices, enticing you to partake as you pass by.
It’s pocketbook seduction. And I’ve never really been one for resisting temptation.... hehe! How do you keep a track of your expenditure? Cos, I'm just crap when it comes to money!! :P[/i]
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