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Friday, March 24, 2006
Dru...THEY GOT ME WRONG!!!
Then again, everyone thinks I'm older than I actually am...maye I act mature or something? .....Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!
Men...
I've decided I have well and truely had enough of them...
Take the conversation I had with my flatmate this morning when I forgot to set my alarm, awoke and couldn't find my phone and hence the time:
ME: "What time is it?"
HIM: "Late!"
ME: "No, I've lost my phone, what is the actual time?!"
HIM: "Quarter to."
ME: "Quarter to what??!!"
HIM: "Nine."
How damn obfuscated must you get?! Obviously if someone asks the time, they'd like to know the time, please? Thank you? If it's not too much bother?? Not *your* version of the state of the time, but the actual time!
Also, men are disgusting...conversations aboot zits and verucas ... just aren't pleasant while I'm trying to have my morning coffee... :/
-d
Take the conversation I had with my flatmate this morning when I forgot to set my alarm, awoke and couldn't find my phone and hence the time:
ME: "What time is it?"
HIM: "Late!"
ME: "No, I've lost my phone, what is the actual time?!"
HIM: "Quarter to."
ME: "Quarter to what??!!"
HIM: "Nine."
How damn obfuscated must you get?! Obviously if someone asks the time, they'd like to know the time, please? Thank you? If it's not too much bother?? Not *your* version of the state of the time, but the actual time!
Also, men are disgusting...conversations aboot zits and verucas ... just aren't pleasant while I'm trying to have my morning coffee... :/
-d
Monday, March 20, 2006
A whole lotta metal..
Saint Patrick's Day went without too many hitches. I ended up in the proverbial arsehole of nowhere, otherwise known as Ivan's place, for shits, giggles and double vodkas. We ended up back at some random house party, which wasn't so much a house party as a hall party (yes, they somehow squished aboot 20 ppl into the hall of a house and wouldn't let them go any further...). Then back to Ivan's, I *may* have *accidentally* fought with Katie, something aboot me being mean and her having a big head....I'm not exactly sure what caused that...and I got to sleep aboot half 6.
The next day was spent arsing aboot Rathcoole and having fights using mandarins as ammo. Then into town we went and off to see Dragonforce. Thanks to my brother and a lovely lady who gave me two tickets, I was enroute! To be honest...I went primarily to spite Niall, who loves Dragonforce but flew out of Dublin that day. He was so bitter...it was hilarious!! >:D In the end however, I had a really good time! They're most definitely a band who go all out to "put on a show" and they do!! Plus...the fucken pit was huge!! >:D All sorts of getting me in there!! Hehe, funny story, one of the guys with me, doesn't know me all that well, I was to one side, looking on at the pit and choosing a target...he flung me behind him and made me stay there to keep me safe cos he didn't want me to get hurt, he was trying to protect me! Sweet and all as this effort was, as Dermo so eloquently put it "DUDE!! You shoulda been tryin' to protect the pit FROM HER!!" :D
After Dragonforce, along we went to Fibbers, to arrive just in time to see Silent Conflict go onstage. Now I've seen these guys before, and let me say that they were good then, and they've *hugely* improved since! It may have been caused by seeing Dragonforce ten mins before going in, but everyone was raged up and away! Fibbers dance floor is quite small so just enough space for a mayhem pit. I claimed tiredness and mostly stayed moshing to myself out of it...this being said, once or twice some lessons had to be taught and a few skulls bashed, mine included :/
After they were done, Mike Got Spiked went on...now, these guys are getting a bit of a rep around Dublin, probably deserved, I can't say. They got more ppl up to see them than Silent Conflict, however I believe this is their devoted following I've been hearing a lot aboot. Silent Conflict however were well able to appeal to those fresh from Dragonforce and get the room shaking some more! I even bought their album! Truth be told, it's disappointing :( Only four songs, when I wanted to hear much more of them, and the sound on it is off. Well, not that I'd be a good judge of it or anything...I suppose I'm biased because they sounded so much better live! There's no way a CD could live up to that! I was still well chuffed with it though as I managed to get four of the six guys to sign it! :D Three cheers to that girl who somehow managed to have a silver pen on her!!
Em...that's it...other than that I spent ~30hrs watching Stargate, my thanks to Kev who lent me his laptop whilst he was away. I woke up on Sunday with 12+ assorted bruises, an aching back and neck, and no voice, thanks be to Silent Conflict and Dragonforce (damn Dragonforce and losing my voice within the first ten mins...I wanted to scream for longer...). Now I'm back in work and have little to do...remind me to pay for Nova Rock this week... w0000000000000000000000000000t!!! :D
-d
The next day was spent arsing aboot Rathcoole and having fights using mandarins as ammo. Then into town we went and off to see Dragonforce. Thanks to my brother and a lovely lady who gave me two tickets, I was enroute! To be honest...I went primarily to spite Niall, who loves Dragonforce but flew out of Dublin that day. He was so bitter...it was hilarious!! >:D In the end however, I had a really good time! They're most definitely a band who go all out to "put on a show" and they do!! Plus...the fucken pit was huge!! >:D All sorts of getting me in there!! Hehe, funny story, one of the guys with me, doesn't know me all that well, I was to one side, looking on at the pit and choosing a target...he flung me behind him and made me stay there to keep me safe cos he didn't want me to get hurt, he was trying to protect me! Sweet and all as this effort was, as Dermo so eloquently put it "DUDE!! You shoulda been tryin' to protect the pit FROM HER!!" :D
After Dragonforce, along we went to Fibbers, to arrive just in time to see Silent Conflict go onstage. Now I've seen these guys before, and let me say that they were good then, and they've *hugely* improved since! It may have been caused by seeing Dragonforce ten mins before going in, but everyone was raged up and away! Fibbers dance floor is quite small so just enough space for a mayhem pit. I claimed tiredness and mostly stayed moshing to myself out of it...this being said, once or twice some lessons had to be taught and a few skulls bashed, mine included :/
After they were done, Mike Got Spiked went on...now, these guys are getting a bit of a rep around Dublin, probably deserved, I can't say. They got more ppl up to see them than Silent Conflict, however I believe this is their devoted following I've been hearing a lot aboot. Silent Conflict however were well able to appeal to those fresh from Dragonforce and get the room shaking some more! I even bought their album! Truth be told, it's disappointing :( Only four songs, when I wanted to hear much more of them, and the sound on it is off. Well, not that I'd be a good judge of it or anything...I suppose I'm biased because they sounded so much better live! There's no way a CD could live up to that! I was still well chuffed with it though as I managed to get four of the six guys to sign it! :D Three cheers to that girl who somehow managed to have a silver pen on her!!
Em...that's it...other than that I spent ~30hrs watching Stargate, my thanks to Kev who lent me his laptop whilst he was away. I woke up on Sunday with 12+ assorted bruises, an aching back and neck, and no voice, thanks be to Silent Conflict and Dragonforce (damn Dragonforce and losing my voice within the first ten mins...I wanted to scream for longer...). Now I'm back in work and have little to do...remind me to pay for Nova Rock this week... w0000000000000000000000000000t!!! :D
-d
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Monday, March 06, 2006
Nothing of note
Exactly as it says on the tin folks, I'm just bored in work so decided to have a wee ramble here, hey, isn't that what I created a blog for?!
Played quasar over the weekend, they changed the rules!! >:( I was very *very* annoyed! I spent the whole time going for the base only to discover that:
A) Shooting the base no longer gives you points
B) The fucken thing shoots back!! (I was wondering what that buzzing was....)
Ah well, forgive me while I plaster on a fake smile and plough through this shit one more time.
-d
Played quasar over the weekend, they changed the rules!! >:( I was very *very* annoyed! I spent the whole time going for the base only to discover that:
A) Shooting the base no longer gives you points
B) The fucken thing shoots back!! (I was wondering what that buzzing was....)
Ah well, forgive me while I plaster on a fake smile and plough through this shit one more time.
-d
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Riots in Dublin...what a time to go to Waterford
Dunno what's up with the server, but blogspot is going up and down like yer ma. *Conscientiously moves her typing to a separate textfile* cos there's nothing more annoying...
I was arsing aboot online today and indulging in my own personal paranoias, I found some new joy in the online world... HAH HAH HAH!! IDIOTS!!!
Moving swiftly on, yesterday was a load of fun! I fed aboot 12 ppl pancakes, and all was merry and good. A deck of cards *mysteriously* appeared and a game of Kings ensued. Some rules were altered slightly:
Six: is now the mirror card, you get five drinks sent your way that you don't want, send them right back where they came from (this card was used once over the course of three games, but what a usage! Niall nearly cried :D)
Seven: is hands rule, raise your hand over your head, last one to do it, etc.
Eight: rock out or get out! (you have to rock out til the end of the current song)
Jack: is word association
Ace: you only get to invent one new rule..
Some of the new rules were royal bastards! Such as:
Every time someone picks up a red card, everybody drinks (Steve)
Every time someone picks up a black card, everybody drinks (was where it really went downhill, thanks for that one Niall :P)
Every time someone yells Dermo, Dermo has to drink (Ivan?)
Dermo can only have every second drink he's allocated (evil Mark >;P)
Every time someone says yes/no that person has to drink (Dermo? It was used to get around his limited drinking, a-yes yes!)
Gentleman's rules were called into play at one point (Don't have a clue who by, possibly Niall, no-one may be referred to by their first name, abbreviations are not to be tolerated and no swearing, anyone failing in this will have to drink, such a pity ;))
Every time someone says social, everybody has to drink (nice one Ivan)
Every time someone tells a Chuck Norris joke, everyone has to drink
The last was another of Steve's additions....it turned out fantastically, by which I mean we all got horribly drunk! By the end of the game we weren't even telling Chuck Norris jokes anymore, we were just saying random jumbles of words containing Chuck Norris and social and then everyone was slugging alcohol down! These last two rules, though supposedly only having scope in the current game, were so good (or we were so drunk as to not notice the ending of one game and starting of another) they got carried over into more games...I think they should become a permanent feature :D
What else...ummmmmmm....I bought pretty new trousers for the Staind concert this evening :) *dances like a little girl* They're a pair of black combats with flaming skulls on the sides, black chains hanging from them and tatters pieces of black cloth (supposedly to tie into chains attached to the trousers) also attached. They're very new Metal, I'm almost ashamed, I would be too, if they weren't so *cute*!! XD Besides which, tis Staind, I think I'll be fine....
Niall's been telling me I use the word "so" too much and proceeded to point out texts/IMs were I used it twice in the one sentence...must cut down on that sorta thing...but I like the word "so"!! :(
Busy week both before and behind me...
Last Friday: Went to UGC and watching Lady Vengence (taking UGC's spelling... ;)) and Lucky Number Slevin, both *remarkably* good, even though I hadn't even heard of Lady Vengence before going in and probably wouldn't have gone in to see a subtitled movie, I'm glad I did
Last weekend: Waterford, Brazil's 21st
Monday night: Brazil's 21st, The Longstone, involving Fat Frogs and Tequila shots; one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, *floor*
Tuesday night: Pancake party, I was hosting it at Mark and Dermo's place
Wednesday night: Staind concert
Thursday night: Netsoc meeting then going to the cinema with Audrey and Michael
Friday: Possibility of going to the ModLang reception, probably going home to take apart Dagon
Saturday: Wavehunt, myself and my flatmate won 100e each last year, however, with Dagon out of commission I'm only able to be a spectator :(
Yes, you heard me :( Dagon has some form of failure. I believe it's travel sickness, my poor baby hates being dragged down to Waterford. He worked fine in Dublin, but when I tried to boot him up he couldn't reach his Grub menu, instead filling the screening with 01 repeating. I can access the BIOS and a few tests later show that there's some sort of fault with the hd, or something within that vicinity. He won't even boot from a live disc :( We tried knoppix 3.1.2 (I think, not certain of the version, it was the only thing I had on hand) and could get the knoppix logo screen, but when Dave tried to boot it the screen went black and froze like that. He tried several times to get it to work, using failsafe mode and explicitly telling Dagon not to go near his hds while booting, to no avail :( I've still got a few things I can try...next in line is getting Dave to help me take Dagon apart and see if anything rattled loose or is somewhere it shouldn't be. I'd do it myself but....Dagon's my baby!! If I inadvertently hurt him...such as dragging him all the way down to Waterford when I knew he didn't want to go....I'd never forgive myself! :(
And NO, I'm not crazy...I just love my laptop, that's all...I form these types of bonds with a lot of the electronics I own: my PS, my PS2, my phone (when it's not annoying me)...Hell! I bought a blender and hugged it the whole way home since I'd never had one before!! (Ivan was well freaked out, kept muttering under his breath then screaming "IT'S A FUCKEN BLENDER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!") However, Dagon is special, for starters, he has a name. Also, he allows me to be online wherever and whenever I want, this is very important to me...being a nerd, the www is one of my few forms of human contact. He lets me play games...granted my PS and PS2 do this as well, but the graphics just aren't the same...but most of all...he gives me warez, I watch so many movies and series on that laptop it's not even funny, I wouldn't be bothered watching them on TV yet I'll sit in my room and watch them on Dagon....I want him back!! Now!! I hadn't even finished watching two series of StarGate!! :((
Durshka out
I was arsing aboot online today and indulging in my own personal paranoias, I found some new joy in the online world... HAH HAH HAH!! IDIOTS!!!
Moving swiftly on, yesterday was a load of fun! I fed aboot 12 ppl pancakes, and all was merry and good. A deck of cards *mysteriously* appeared and a game of Kings ensued. Some rules were altered slightly:
Six: is now the mirror card, you get five drinks sent your way that you don't want, send them right back where they came from (this card was used once over the course of three games, but what a usage! Niall nearly cried :D)
Seven: is hands rule, raise your hand over your head, last one to do it, etc.
Eight: rock out or get out! (you have to rock out til the end of the current song)
Jack: is word association
Ace: you only get to invent one new rule..
Some of the new rules were royal bastards! Such as:
Every time someone picks up a red card, everybody drinks (Steve)
Every time someone picks up a black card, everybody drinks (was where it really went downhill, thanks for that one Niall :P)
Every time someone yells Dermo, Dermo has to drink (Ivan?)
Dermo can only have every second drink he's allocated (evil Mark >;P)
Every time someone says yes/no that person has to drink (Dermo? It was used to get around his limited drinking, a-yes yes!)
Gentleman's rules were called into play at one point (Don't have a clue who by, possibly Niall, no-one may be referred to by their first name, abbreviations are not to be tolerated and no swearing, anyone failing in this will have to drink, such a pity ;))
Every time someone says social, everybody has to drink (nice one Ivan)
Every time someone tells a Chuck Norris joke, everyone has to drink
The last was another of Steve's additions....it turned out fantastically, by which I mean we all got horribly drunk! By the end of the game we weren't even telling Chuck Norris jokes anymore, we were just saying random jumbles of words containing Chuck Norris and social and then everyone was slugging alcohol down! These last two rules, though supposedly only having scope in the current game, were so good (or we were so drunk as to not notice the ending of one game and starting of another) they got carried over into more games...I think they should become a permanent feature :D
What else...ummmmmmm....I bought pretty new trousers for the Staind concert this evening :) *dances like a little girl* They're a pair of black combats with flaming skulls on the sides, black chains hanging from them and tatters pieces of black cloth (supposedly to tie into chains attached to the trousers) also attached. They're very new Metal, I'm almost ashamed, I would be too, if they weren't so *cute*!! XD Besides which, tis Staind, I think I'll be fine....
Niall's been telling me I use the word "so" too much and proceeded to point out texts/IMs were I used it twice in the one sentence...must cut down on that sorta thing...but I like the word "so"!! :(
Busy week both before and behind me...
Last Friday: Went to UGC and watching Lady Vengence (taking UGC's spelling... ;)) and Lucky Number Slevin, both *remarkably* good, even though I hadn't even heard of Lady Vengence before going in and probably wouldn't have gone in to see a subtitled movie, I'm glad I did
Last weekend: Waterford, Brazil's 21st
Monday night: Brazil's 21st, The Longstone, involving Fat Frogs and Tequila shots; one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, *floor*
Tuesday night: Pancake party, I was hosting it at Mark and Dermo's place
Wednesday night: Staind concert
Thursday night: Netsoc meeting then going to the cinema with Audrey and Michael
Friday: Possibility of going to the ModLang reception, probably going home to take apart Dagon
Saturday: Wavehunt, myself and my flatmate won 100e each last year, however, with Dagon out of commission I'm only able to be a spectator :(
Yes, you heard me :( Dagon has some form of failure. I believe it's travel sickness, my poor baby hates being dragged down to Waterford. He worked fine in Dublin, but when I tried to boot him up he couldn't reach his Grub menu, instead filling the screening with 01 repeating. I can access the BIOS and a few tests later show that there's some sort of fault with the hd, or something within that vicinity. He won't even boot from a live disc :( We tried knoppix 3.1.2 (I think, not certain of the version, it was the only thing I had on hand) and could get the knoppix logo screen, but when Dave tried to boot it the screen went black and froze like that. He tried several times to get it to work, using failsafe mode and explicitly telling Dagon not to go near his hds while booting, to no avail :( I've still got a few things I can try...next in line is getting Dave to help me take Dagon apart and see if anything rattled loose or is somewhere it shouldn't be. I'd do it myself but....Dagon's my baby!! If I inadvertently hurt him...such as dragging him all the way down to Waterford when I knew he didn't want to go....I'd never forgive myself! :(
And NO, I'm not crazy...I just love my laptop, that's all...I form these types of bonds with a lot of the electronics I own: my PS, my PS2, my phone (when it's not annoying me)...Hell! I bought a blender and hugged it the whole way home since I'd never had one before!! (Ivan was well freaked out, kept muttering under his breath then screaming "IT'S A FUCKEN BLENDER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!") However, Dagon is special, for starters, he has a name. Also, he allows me to be online wherever and whenever I want, this is very important to me...being a nerd, the www is one of my few forms of human contact. He lets me play games...granted my PS and PS2 do this as well, but the graphics just aren't the same...but most of all...he gives me warez, I watch so many movies and series on that laptop it's not even funny, I wouldn't be bothered watching them on TV yet I'll sit in my room and watch them on Dagon....I want him back!! Now!! I hadn't even finished watching two series of StarGate!! :((
Durshka out
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