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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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Christmas bad: waking up Christmas morning alone, daughter had a week in Lanzerote, the jammy bitch.
Christmas good: good food and laughs with my family, and I got an awesome synth called a Kaossilator which I'm modestly becoming quite adept at using.
Do it the other way around if you're feeling pessimistic. Or tell me what music has grabbed you in the past couple of weeks and I'll try my hardest not to judge you. I'll just let Monty do it instead.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 10:44, 171 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
with a stonking hangover, I also managed to stand on my debit card.
Good food and wine though.
I haven't been grabbed for a couple of weeks if you know what I mean.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 10:58, Reply)
Christmas bad:being up most of Christmas Day night treating nugget#2's hypos - bastard pancreas has decided to work for a bit.
Christmas good:getting an iPhone from PJM - it might be fuelling evil Apple's attempted take-over of the world but I love it, so there!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:01, Reply)
I gave it to my dad and he said "What's this?" Within about four minutes he said "I fucking want one of these!"
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:03, Reply)
I saw an iPhone in the USA about three years ago when they first came out and was not impressed - flashy and surely that touch screen would break....
Evil, evil, evil, evil.
If I could afford it I'd have an iPad in a flash. I adore so many apps it makes me feel dirty.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:08, Reply)
I don't want to get sucked in but they're just. too. cool.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:14, Reply)
You can watch all those downloaded torrents on the iPhone now without having to hand over cash to iTunes!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:17, Reply)
*may have refused to play with an ipad in the apple shop for fear of getting sucked in. I work with so many iWankers it's ridiculous
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:18, Reply)
I'll unlikely every get an iphone because they're ridiculously overpriced but an ipad's looking possible in a year or so.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:21, Reply)
Apart from in front of my students - then I flash it and tell them this is where their tuition fees are going.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:21, Reply)
Christmas bad: Having to drive 400 miles all told between three sets of parents in four days and forking out £170 for a hire car and petrol for the privelige.
Christmas good: Being offered Ms Foxtrot's Gran's Austin Metro so that next year it'll only cost me petrol.
Hang on, is that good?
Also, nothing to do with Christmas but what the fuck, England retaining the Ashes at the MCG. Fuck yeah.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:01, Reply)
www.amazon.com/West-Coast-Seattle-Boy-Collectors/dp/B003YDZV90
This is the best thing to have happened to my ears in fucking decades. Words cannot amply convey how fucking brilliant it is. Yes, it's for completists and hardcore Jimi-nerds and I am proud to be both. It's simply wonderful: hours of Hendrix I had never heard before. Just wow.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:03, Reply)
www.amazon.com/Growers-Mushroom-Dig-Leaf-Hound/dp/B000AQBAUI/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&ie=UTF8&qid=1293620742&sr=1-1
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:06, Reply)
www.amazon.com/Rockin-Fillmore-Humble-Pie/dp/B000002GKT/ref=sr_1_1?s=music&ie=UTF8&qid=1293620779&sr=1-1
These plus that Hendrix box are basically in rotation in Chateau Boyce this month.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:07, Reply)
Christmas bad: It was fucking Christmas time.
Chirstmas good: The festive season is pretty much over.
Morning wankers.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:06, Reply)
She much want him back.
Borrow the book from him when you get chance and let me know if it's worth £75.00
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:09, Reply)
but then proceeded to describe it, it sounds very much like it's well worth £75.00
Not many pages apparently.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:12, Reply)
So it comes as no surprise it's a bit light on pages.
Is it the limited edition wipe-clean version?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:15, Reply)
In 1970, Deacon began to write his autobiography with three friends. Ernie Roberts (who also had cerebral palsy), had been in hospital since the age of ten, and was able to understand Deacon's speech. Roberts listened to Deacon's dictation and repeated it to another patient, Michael Sangster, who wrote it down in longhand. After proof-reading by hospital staff, it was typed by a fourth member of the team, Tom Blackburn, who could neither read nor write, but taught himself to type in order to help. The resulting forty-four page book took fourteen months to write.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:17, Reply)
I wonder how much a pair of Hi-Tec Deacons would cost?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:49, Reply)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljPFZrRD3J8
If not, then Aesthetic Perfection are the most recent band to make me go "Oooh!"
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:07, Reply)
christmas good: excellent holiday, looking forward to seeing all my old school friends at home over new year
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i was mortified when i found out on christmas day morning. i don't think they ALL went, but an embarrassing number did get sent. add this to all the texts that i meant to send, plus a couple of phonecalls, plus checking emails and... it'll be bonus time for the orange staff at my expense!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:17, Reply)
Sent loads of texts, had far too many long conversations late at night with The Climber (who I was seeing at the time). Came home to a very, very large bill.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:23, Reply)
i made a 30 min phone call helping out a friend with a legal issue, the phone bill for that month was over £300.
just checked. for this month so far... £424.
fucking hell.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:25, Reply)
That is a moumental phone bill.
Can you write off the 300 messages as 'relationship management' and put them on expenses?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:28, Reply)
Bad: Absolutely nothing, bar the shocking state of the road as I went to pick my Dad up on Chrizmuz eve. I thought I was going to die at one point.
Good: My Dad being here for Chrizmuz and sounding like he's finally getting his shit together.
Music - I honestly haven't heard anything in the last two weeks. Nothing. Zip. Nada.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:11, Reply)
I did almost all of the cooking and, modestly, the food was freaking awesome as opposed to my mothers incredibly hit-or-miss efforts. Christmas bad: been ill, had to suffer my stepbrother who has been round here constantly and who really gets on my tits, and what with one thing or another i've generally been far more grumpy than I like to be at christmas. I have just had 10 hours sleep and woken up to the realisation that I still have another week off though so it's not all bad. Now, if only I could get someone to bring me breakfast in bed...
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:14, Reply)
Christmas good: all the snow's gone so work is considerably less manic.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:17, Reply)
Although it's now at that state between fresh snow and total slush.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:19, Reply)
and a shitload of muck and cack.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:20, Reply)
It's fucking shit.
/Monty
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:23, Reply)
As staying right here toasty between the covers and having a minion bring me a croissant.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:23, Reply)
I know my parents and I can vividly imagine their likely response.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:30, Reply)
You'll not sleep this evening.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:50, Reply)
Sleeeeeepppp. I have had SO MUCH KIP it’s unbelievable. I’ve been off the drugs and feel pretty darned good. I had a smashing day yesterday, boring the bosoms off Lusty showing her the wonders of Winchester, taking in some beautiful pubs and a lot of historical sites, such as The Railway Inn – scene of Electric Head Funk’s early gigs, as well as some beautiful old buildings etc.
Christmas bad: I’ve been off the drugs and have yet to see my little one.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:19, Reply)
If you've ruined them I will fucking cut you.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:22, Reply)
You'd do better asking your mate 'Big Cook' to help out.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:24, Reply)
I'm happy watching her and TGB go at it.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:32, Reply)
Phew. I don't think I could bring myself to risk nicking the blade of your SS sword, so I'd have had to let you run me through.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:02, Reply)
Bad: My brother's girlfriend's son was the most infuriating child I've encountered in years.
Good: The beef on Boxing day was fucking phenomenal. I also had horseradish with it for the first time, mucking fagnificent.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:22, Reply)
It's great in mashed potato and with sausages too.
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Which is mustard, horseradish and possibly something else. Bloody lush it is. Of course, you could just have the condiments separately and mix them together and it'd be exactly the same..
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:29, Reply)
but I did get some bits for a computer and built it (just waiting on the software)
any music is better than what I was listening to last night (I believe it was a mixture of x factor contestants, take that and tiny temper)
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:22, Reply)
Given the crippling shame I am feeling, but I actually really like that Olly Murs song. /Feels utterly disgusted with self.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:27, Reply)
or one of them. I saw the CD cover, he's quite hot, but musically bland
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:28, Reply)
had I been subjected to that.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:27, Reply)
Christmas bad: Almost dying from excessive meat consumption.
I have rediscovered the sonic joy of Polysics.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:30, Reply)
if I got on that plinth in trafalgar square. It's probably best I didn't
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Christmas good: Eh, it's been nice to be at home.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 11:59, Reply)
I'd probably griddle halloumi here, due to the veggie nature of my surroundings, but we're going to a greek restaurant tonight so I won't bother!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:07, Reply)
esp with hot pitta and the whipped tzatziki that they do at "as greek as it gets".
fucking new years resolutions. is it time to break them yet?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:14, Reply)
can you break resolutions you haven't made yet though? my january is looking pretty grim with what i have set myself...
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:17, Reply)
Mine are
1. more drugs
2. more drink
3. more lewd and lascivious behaviour
4. treat myself to more records and clothes
5. kill and eat more children
5. more bullying
6. more fucking swearing
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:21, Reply)
I'll try and find them from last year so I can laugh at how little I've accomplished.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:25, Reply)
Apart from one new addition:
To commit 'the sin of Onan' at the counter of a fast food retailer at least once a week.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:25, Reply)
called "tasty fish". if it still exists, you should totally do it there.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:27, Reply)
EDIT hang on, that would mean going to Stockport. If I just post them a sachet of spunk do you think that would count?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:29, Reply)
My parents are out. I'm ready and waiting.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:31, Reply)
If I cross the Watford Gap I will burn in the fires of eternal damnation.
Soz bbz
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:34, Reply)
god you would hate stockport. especially "grand central" where "tasty fish" is located (not that grand, and not even in the centre).
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:32, Reply)
1. Lose 2 dress sizes
2. Take my medication regularly
3. Stop being an idiot in social situations
4. Hopefully meet a nice boy
5. Be nicer to people I dislike.
I'd failed all by June of this year. To cap it off I achieved 4, several times, and then it's spent the rest of the year biting me in the ass. And not in the nice way, either.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:28, Reply)
CASE IN POINT, go forth and gorge. I expect you to be so hungover on Saturday that you can't move, let alone eat.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:21, Reply)
i bought some of donald trump's golden vodka in duty free, am looking forward to hooning that all night!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:27, Reply)
I have 2 and a half packs of amazing cigarettes. NOM FUCKING NOM.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:30, Reply)
simply HAS to be a euphemism for something stunningly wrong.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:32, Reply)
it's a massive golden bottle full of neat vodka. how can something so right be wrong?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:34, Reply)
January is a write-off and my birthday is 7th Feb.
Feel free to adopt my approach to the New Year.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:18, Reply)
at the moment i have cancelled every single social arrangement i had in january (i normally go out every night, so this will kill me) and am planning to give up all booze, go to the gym all 31 days and stick to a 750 calorie a day diet.
it doesn't sound like much fun, does it?
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:20, Reply)
I am going to walk more and eat less butter.
I cannot lie to myself by promising anything else until January and my birthday are done.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:23, Reply)
i am very stubborn when i set my mind to something.
my other resolution is to go harley street to see a man about a boob job. i am fed up with the fact that the rest of me has shrunk satisfactorily following months of starvation and gym-hammering, but my stupid boobs have stayed resolutely outsized. i look like a trumpet and i hate it, bring on the B-cup!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:30, Reply)
My boobs just don't grow. The rest of me has ballooned and I've stayed the same cup. My back obviously has grown 4 inches in 3 years :(
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:32, Reply)
i gain weight, it goes on my boobs. i lose weight, it comes off my legs/bum. i gain weight, it goes on my boobs. i lose weight, it comes off my legs/bum. lather, rinse, repeat until you are several dress sizes apart and can't wear dresses because you look as if you are breastfeeding.
i went out with my brother the other night and i was wearing skinny jeans with high heeled boots and then a push-up bra and t-shirt. he said, "you look like that strongman from the 'pink panther'" (this is a cartoon character with a massive top half and tiny skinny legs).
something has to be done about this!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:37, Reply)
I guess this is a problem with my body, not with my boobs.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:40, Reply)
Especially if it didn't all occur symetrically. I'm on the phone to Trinny and Susannah as we speak.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:44, Reply)
heartless unfeeling noel :(
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:46, Reply)
i might not go through with it though as i am a total wuss.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:34, Reply)
If you do get to the point of electing to have a reduction, I can put you in touch with someone who has experience of being under the knife.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:38, Reply)
this might be taking my wish to reduce them a bit too far...
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:45, Reply)
Christmas bad: My parents' house is like the railway station. No privacy, nobody phones first to see if we're home/in the mood for visitors. My uncle Terry even palmed some of HIS (clinically insane) visitors onto us half an hour before djtp was due to arrive for exchanging presents and rescuing me back to my flat and that.
Christmas good: What's not good about being off work, getting out of bed when you like, drinking when you like, eating for Britain, getting spoiled by your parents, having the fiancé over for a whole week, catching up with people you like, and the house being all twinkly and cosy? And Tigger.
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I was shitting in case our Terry's sister-in-law was still there in time to take all her kit off and tell my bf that God loves him!
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:21, Reply)
It sounds like fun, and at least you've got a story to tell.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:24, Reply)
Me and my mum were running around upstairs convincing ourselves my Dad deserved to deal with the mentals because he was the one who offered them a drink.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:26, Reply)
Christmas bad: Having the shits from the 23rd through to late on the 27th, ensuring that all of Christmas was interrupted by the fact that everything I ate and drank would re-appear in under 90 minutes. In that time, I consumed two small glasses of wine as my only alcohol. Christmas was not "merry" at all, in drinking terms.
Christmas good: Had a nice meal with my brother, his girlfriend and a mutual friend on Christmas Day, good food and good company. My presents were well received, which is always nice too.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:16, Reply)
In that respect, my christmas was awesome.
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It seems my parents have decided that every year, at Christmas, I shall be subjected to at least two hours of relentless Scandinavian grimness. Last year, a Wallander episode where, barring the title character, everyone was a paedophile, covering up for a paedophile or a murderous alcoholic who shot paedophiles in the face then topped himself. This year, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo. Watching graphic rape scenes with your mother, good times.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:36, Reply)
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But thankfully it's so tiny that people don't seem to notice.
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:51, Reply)
I hate cold weather - it dries out my skin and now the cheeks of my bum are itchy as hell because I'm wearing jeans. FUCK!
*scratches*
*puts hand down jeans*
*scratches more*
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 12:52, Reply)
Haven't lost it!
*figgure tringers*
(, Wed 29 Dec 2010, 13:02, Reply)
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