The '87 version, not the crappy one I forget all about. If you don't know what I'm talking about, tough.
Sweet Tapir of Napier, haven't been on here in a good long while. I can only assume it's because there are very few things that I actually give a crap about and/or have any strong feelings towards. Speaking of which, I can only hope Keiron doesn't feel bad. He did his very best to annoy me and almost certainly annoyed everyone else in the process, so surely it wasn't a complete loss.
Anyhoo, (first and last time I will ever say that) It's exam time again so it's time to rant. Actually, I've completely forgotten what I was going to rant about. Everything I come up with fizzles out within seconds. Maybe I shouldn't be doing this whilst watching Family Guy. Guess I'll just have to come back to this when there's less to distract me and something seriously annoying me.
See you all next year.
Monday, 17 May 2010
Sunday, 1 March 2009
Current Ramblings
Been a while since I did this. Let's see, where to begin?
As always, I'm going slightly mad. I'm also quoting songs a lot. I've given up my first name for lent so I'm going to be none as McBain, Spoon, Donkey and some other names that I don't think I'll put up here. It should be interesting to see how things work out when I'm introducing myself to new people until Easter.
I'm also a little worried about the functioning of my brain. Even though one of my classes this semester is all about the brain and its functioning, that's not why I'm worried. I'm worried because I have just finished watching Amélie and accidentally let slip a little french into conversation. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make me think that my brain is reprogramming its standard operating language. Who knows, maybe I could watch hundreds of foreign language films to the point where the immersion in various languages lets me speak them? That would be a little freaky.
As always, I'm going slightly mad. I'm also quoting songs a lot. I've given up my first name for lent so I'm going to be none as McBain, Spoon, Donkey and some other names that I don't think I'll put up here. It should be interesting to see how things work out when I'm introducing myself to new people until Easter.
I'm also a little worried about the functioning of my brain. Even though one of my classes this semester is all about the brain and its functioning, that's not why I'm worried. I'm worried because I have just finished watching Amélie and accidentally let slip a little french into conversation. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make me think that my brain is reprogramming its standard operating language. Who knows, maybe I could watch hundreds of foreign language films to the point where the immersion in various languages lets me speak them? That would be a little freaky.
Wednesday, 31 December 2008
End of the Year
Here we are, approaching the end of 2008 and rapidly hurtling towards 2009. All I can say is... who gives a damn?
Looking back on the past year I can safely say it sucked! Yes, there were a few stand alone distractions that made it interesting, but overall I'm classing it as my 19th failure in a row. Don't get me wrong, I'm not extremely depressed. If anything I'm quite a happy person. I just feel that the last year hasn't been spectacular. I'm still not a millionare, I'm still not world famous, I still haven't had any globe trotting adventures, I still haven't got a pet armadillo and I still haven't started writing one of the multiple novels in my head.
Really I've only myself to blame but then I'd feel bad so it's just easier to blame the world. However, it has also led me to decide that I must make 2009 a much better year. Hopefully 365 days from now, I will have acheived a few of my life goals and I can laugh at this post with snide contempt. Until then I'll have to settle for a great end of year blow-out and see 2008 off with a bang.
Happy New Year.
Looking back on the past year I can safely say it sucked! Yes, there were a few stand alone distractions that made it interesting, but overall I'm classing it as my 19th failure in a row. Don't get me wrong, I'm not extremely depressed. If anything I'm quite a happy person. I just feel that the last year hasn't been spectacular. I'm still not a millionare, I'm still not world famous, I still haven't had any globe trotting adventures, I still haven't got a pet armadillo and I still haven't started writing one of the multiple novels in my head.
Really I've only myself to blame but then I'd feel bad so it's just easier to blame the world. However, it has also led me to decide that I must make 2009 a much better year. Hopefully 365 days from now, I will have acheived a few of my life goals and I can laugh at this post with snide contempt. Until then I'll have to settle for a great end of year blow-out and see 2008 off with a bang.
Happy New Year.
Monday, 1 December 2008
The Little Things
Isn’t it funny how the little things make your day better? You could be having one hell of a bad day but still notice the little things that make you smile.
It happened to me a couple of times today, the first of which was disregarding superstition. I was on my way to Sainsbury’s to get some shopping done, when I come across the bridge over Queen St. Station. For anyone who doesn’t know, that’s the one that’s been fenced off with traffic controlling measures for I don’t know how long. Seriously, I haven’t been living in Glasgow long enough to know how long.
Anyway, in the middle of the day there’s usually a lot of people trying to cross it and getting in each others way as we try to pass through the area we’ve been told is safe to walk across. Today was worse than usual as a man on a ladder was posting a new advert on a billboard. This split the pavement in two, with everyone using the section that didn’t pass under this mans ladder. Personally I don’t care what other people do, but it still made me smile as I saw people stare at me as I walked under the ladder. That’s right, I walked under it, the fates be damned!
I would’ve done the same again on my return journey except the street was now empty and to walk under the ladder for shits and giggles would be rather weird and pretty pointless since it would mean I would actually have to go out of my way to do it.
The second incident to happen today was due to my new psychology lecturer. I’m still smiling as I type this because that class has brightened my day considerably. He’s quite amusing and held my attention for the full hour. To be quite honest, if he had held my attention for more than five minutes, I would’ve considered it a raging success. In addition to this, he’s not afraid to make a fool of himself and drop down, not only to our level, but further still. This I learned when he used a music video of a band to illustrate a point.
A teacher trying to make the subject interesting through use of videos and music? Ridiculously normal, I know. However, how many teachers would willingly show you a clip from a chart show featuring a band they, themselves were in back in 1996. They’re called the Diggers and I have been informed by a friend that they would’ve been part of the first wave of Indie. Our lecturer, their drummer, was rather pleased that he couldn’t get the sound to work. I’m curious as to why this is a source of embarrassment and will no doubt take some morbid joy from informing him that I could quite easily acquire a copy of his CD from the internet.
It happened to me a couple of times today, the first of which was disregarding superstition. I was on my way to Sainsbury’s to get some shopping done, when I come across the bridge over Queen St. Station. For anyone who doesn’t know, that’s the one that’s been fenced off with traffic controlling measures for I don’t know how long. Seriously, I haven’t been living in Glasgow long enough to know how long.
Anyway, in the middle of the day there’s usually a lot of people trying to cross it and getting in each others way as we try to pass through the area we’ve been told is safe to walk across. Today was worse than usual as a man on a ladder was posting a new advert on a billboard. This split the pavement in two, with everyone using the section that didn’t pass under this mans ladder. Personally I don’t care what other people do, but it still made me smile as I saw people stare at me as I walked under the ladder. That’s right, I walked under it, the fates be damned!
I would’ve done the same again on my return journey except the street was now empty and to walk under the ladder for shits and giggles would be rather weird and pretty pointless since it would mean I would actually have to go out of my way to do it.
The second incident to happen today was due to my new psychology lecturer. I’m still smiling as I type this because that class has brightened my day considerably. He’s quite amusing and held my attention for the full hour. To be quite honest, if he had held my attention for more than five minutes, I would’ve considered it a raging success. In addition to this, he’s not afraid to make a fool of himself and drop down, not only to our level, but further still. This I learned when he used a music video of a band to illustrate a point.
A teacher trying to make the subject interesting through use of videos and music? Ridiculously normal, I know. However, how many teachers would willingly show you a clip from a chart show featuring a band they, themselves were in back in 1996. They’re called the Diggers and I have been informed by a friend that they would’ve been part of the first wave of Indie. Our lecturer, their drummer, was rather pleased that he couldn’t get the sound to work. I’m curious as to why this is a source of embarrassment and will no doubt take some morbid joy from informing him that I could quite easily acquire a copy of his CD from the internet.
Thursday, 27 November 2008
Let's Have Another Go
So, a more amusing outlook this time round I think.
Actually, my minds just went blank. Don't you hate it when you stop to think and then forget to start again? Oh well, guess I'll just have to press on with the more idiotic drivel that comes to mind.
Where do pennies come from? Seriously, they're all over the bloody place. Whenever I need to do some washing there's never a twenty pence piece to be seen. Even tens are hard to come by. But fives, twos and ones are everywhere. I think I'm seriously underestimating the joys of owning a piggy bank.
But at the same time I think I'm underestimating the joys of having money. In some sort of form, at least. If you ever want to make an unnecessarily happy student miserable, ask them to check their bank balance.
Actually, my minds just went blank. Don't you hate it when you stop to think and then forget to start again? Oh well, guess I'll just have to press on with the more idiotic drivel that comes to mind.
Where do pennies come from? Seriously, they're all over the bloody place. Whenever I need to do some washing there's never a twenty pence piece to be seen. Even tens are hard to come by. But fives, twos and ones are everywhere. I think I'm seriously underestimating the joys of owning a piggy bank.
But at the same time I think I'm underestimating the joys of having money. In some sort of form, at least. If you ever want to make an unnecessarily happy student miserable, ask them to check their bank balance.
Monday, 24 November 2008
Here we go!
OK, I'm just here to get a few things off my chest. Unloading on all my friends doesn't seem fair. They've got their own stuff to deal with. But here, I'm just unloading. If you're reading this, you're doing it by choice and want to hear me ranting about what's going on in my life, so I don't have to feel bad about it since you can stop at anytime.
I just really want to talk about all the stuff that's annoying me right now in an attempt to stop an ulcer developing.I've got a report due in on Wednesday that has barely even been started, let alone being anywhere near complete. I know that's my own fault but truth be told, it shouldn't be too hard to write up. At least it wouldn't be if it wasn't for the fact that technology sucks!All I want to do is copy something from one document to the other. Just COPY it! Is it really that hard to take a portion of a document and paste it in another document the way it was formatted in the original? Microsoft Word 2007 would appear to believe so.
Then there's my library's website. It won't let me use a search engine that's incredibly useful. So I'm told, anyway. I don't really care that I can't use it for this report (I've used it before, it's not that great.), but it's the fact that I've been told to use it for an entirely seperate project due in on Friday. That project isn't too difficult, but it'd be a hell of a lot easier if I could do what I've been told to do.
On top of all that, I've also got a flat inspection on Wednesday. That means I'm going to have to tidy up the mess of papers all over my bedroom. Some sort of black bag will no doubt be needed.
That's pretty much everything bothering me right now. Usually I'd find some other way of dealing with this, such as shooting something. A big straw something at archery, but that's not until Wednesday afternoon and I'm wanting to vent now. I'm considering making this a regular thing, and I'm certain future rants will be more humourous.
I just really want to talk about all the stuff that's annoying me right now in an attempt to stop an ulcer developing.I've got a report due in on Wednesday that has barely even been started, let alone being anywhere near complete. I know that's my own fault but truth be told, it shouldn't be too hard to write up. At least it wouldn't be if it wasn't for the fact that technology sucks!All I want to do is copy something from one document to the other. Just COPY it! Is it really that hard to take a portion of a document and paste it in another document the way it was formatted in the original? Microsoft Word 2007 would appear to believe so.
Then there's my library's website. It won't let me use a search engine that's incredibly useful. So I'm told, anyway. I don't really care that I can't use it for this report (I've used it before, it's not that great.), but it's the fact that I've been told to use it for an entirely seperate project due in on Friday. That project isn't too difficult, but it'd be a hell of a lot easier if I could do what I've been told to do.
On top of all that, I've also got a flat inspection on Wednesday. That means I'm going to have to tidy up the mess of papers all over my bedroom. Some sort of black bag will no doubt be needed.
That's pretty much everything bothering me right now. Usually I'd find some other way of dealing with this, such as shooting something. A big straw something at archery, but that's not until Wednesday afternoon and I'm wanting to vent now. I'm considering making this a regular thing, and I'm certain future rants will be more humourous.
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