[251] Even Morrissey sounds cliched June 28th, 2004 – 6:59pm Posted in Events No comments

More to delete, bah…

[51] FIFA/UEFA fucking about with the rules June 28th, 2004 – 2:58pm Posted in Bad Things, Daft No comments

It’s the law that every major football tournament must feature at least one madcap new rule introduced by UEFA or FIFA that totally screws things up. This year, at Euro 2004, we’ve got a new make of football which seem to weigh as much as an anorexic Ethiopian on a diet, the result being every cross in every game ending up on the other side of the pitch. The same thing’s happened in earlier tournaments – it seems that new and exciting ways to make footballs lighter are always being found, until soon games will be played with beach footballs. Another compulsory change is the introduction of a new offence which must be rewarded by an instant red card – I think it was World Cup 94 that saw around 78 players sent off for a vaguely intimidating tackle from behind (in the earliest phases of the tournament, this offence …read more.

[228] Even Morrissey sounds cliched June 28th, 2004 – 2:20pm Posted in Events No comments

More to delete, bah…

[252] What adds up the way it did when we were young June 26th, 2004 – 3:59pm Posted in Events No comments

Not a good sign that there’s more and more stuff I’m needing to delete.

[229] What adds up the way it did when we were young June 25th, 2004 – 11:20pm Posted in Events No comments

Not a good sign that there’s more and more stuff I’m needing to delete.

[253] Water feels different June 22nd, 2004 – 7:00pm Posted in Events No comments

Bad comedowns are a hard one to deal with as I can’t even by sympathetic for myself as they’re totally self-inflicted. I’ve nearly finished a book at the moment called High On Life, by Katy Watson (I got round to getting another library card last week, after being in Preston for the last couple of years), which is about a heroin user. The back cover claims it explains drug use but to me it fails because it doesn’t go anywhere near explaining why people use them in the first place, apart from one small sentence: People take drugs because the world isn’t good enough. That last bit was mimicking the style of the book, which is a constant series of paragraphs beginning with “but” which totally contradict the previous, but there wasn’t much point in that as you probably won’t have read it. Ah well. Some of you may have. …read more.

[112] Proper game manuals June 15th, 2004 – 4:52pm Posted in Daft, Good Things No comments

I’ve just been talking to Steven, and the subject of game manuals came up… and I realised just how much I miss the real, proper, serious bad-ass manuals you used to get with games. And not just that – the proper, big bad-ass boxes the games came in, too. Of course, all of this is written under the haze of nostalgia as I cannot look back to those years of my youth largely spent in front of a 14″ TV without feeling warm and fuzzy inside. But the point stands… games were more involving when they came with physical, real manuals, charts, maps and guides. There was a war in my family over the Civ2 manual because my cousin Rick was the only one to have a copy, and one day myself and my dad stole it from his house under the pretense of going round to fix a gate; …read more.

[52] Food June 10th, 2004 – 10:58pm Posted in Bad Things No comments

Fat bastards shovelling food into their mouths, eeeugh. Food is a necessary evil to me, a waste of an otherwise handy fifteen minutes that I could put to good use criticising some other meaningless thing on here. I hate seeing people salivating over food or eulogising a fucking French bread. People eating out of boredom, too, that winds me up. Paying megabucks for food in restaurants, too, and making a big occasion out of it. Just not me. Mixing socialising and food… no.

[254] Others conquered love, but I ran… June 6th, 2004 – 7:01pm Posted in Events No comments

I sat in my room and drew up a plan,
But plans can fall through as so often they do.

I’m very topsy-turvy at the moment; one day I feel absolutely wonderful and capable, and the next a small thing sparks off an intense session of contemplation. Despite my recent progress in the romantic department – well, romantic is a totally inaccurate word, as it’s purely been sexual, but still – it’s clear that I still haven’t dealt with certain things and each time it happens it seems to get harder to deal with. This is all very frustrating. This is why I saw a connection with Eternal Sunshine… too. It was another reminder that all of my feelings here are well-worn by millions upon millions before me and none of this is new. I think that is the most frustrating thing. None of this has any use, it’s just devouring my …read more.

[255] Pretty girls make graves June 3rd, 2004 – 7:03pm Posted in Events No comments

Worth a repeat because its overwhelming Truth ruddy bloody annoys me. It’s also the name of a band whose album, The New Romance, was part of my mass panic download in my last few days of broadband and which I’m only just getting round to listening to (literally, right now). I didn’t check whether they’re named after the song but it’d be unusual for a stroke of genius to strike twice independently, so I’m guessing they are. So far, they sound… worth listening to more. Thinking about this has brought back all my indecision over which Smiths lyric to have on my t-shirt, and I’m starting to wish I’d gone with this now. It was a very tricky choice though because whatever you put on there is making a statement about yourself, and it’s so easy to fall into the trap of something a bit sucky that looks like you’re …read more.