It’s the slightly-smaller-scale version of Swine Flu, that just affects your nose. And I think I’ve got it. I’ve been sneezing like a crazy person on and off over the weekend and this evening, despite feeling 100% fine other than that.
I’m going to have to start wearing a mask at work. Either that or a Red Nose.
Pat
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Yep, that’s right. All illnesses must be Swine Flu, or variants of. Headache? Swine Flu. Sweaty palms? Swine Flu. Hurty knee? DId you accidentally knee a pig in the head? Thought so. Swine Flu.
Feeling: Not bad.
Song in Head: Er… the… um… “comedy breakfast jingle” bed from Heart Breakfast (with Person1 [and Person2]). Why? Don’t ask. Hopefully it’ll be worth it.
A remake of a Nightmare On Elm Street?
Is nothing sacred?
Fortunately, the guy who plays Rorschach in Watchmen (aka Jackie Earle Haley) is cast as Freddie Krueger. But that’s a small blessing. What next? A remake of Lock Stock?
Oh, wait, yeah. Snatch.
Damn.
Pat
THE BEST thing to EVER appear on BBC 3.
Hmm.
Let’s put that in a different way, given that the statement doesn’t exactly mean… er… anything at all.
Young, Dumb and Living Off Mum on BBC 3 is bloody excellent. Robert Webb as the voice over only takes it up further. Quelle surprise, Charlie Brooker was bang on.
As a side note: The Long Way Down (Ewan McGregor and Charlie Boorman) is superb. I’ve watched the whole series today. All in all, today’s rocked. I’ve listened to Jon RIchardson on 6 Music to start the day off, been to the pub (no beers, though, wooh), watched 6 hours of The Long Way Down, done all of my ironing, written some notes about Pat and Squage’s adventure story and drawn some piccies. Is it: winning day off? Riiiiiiiiiiiiight!
Pat
Feeling: Chilled out
Song in Head: Nowt at the mo, guv
Days without alcohol: 0.
Yep. Last night I had about 3 pints of alcohol. I say “about three”, as I didn’t finish two of them.
I went out for Trudy’s birthday drinks and curry, and alas due to a combination of not really remembering why I was not drinking combined with having beers literally put under my nose (ya bastards :) ), I thought about things and decided “Sod it”. So I had a couple of beers.
And you know what? I genuinely didn’t think too much of them. Maybe it was cos I’d already had three pints of diet coke, or maybe it’s cos the beer in the pub was a bit dodgy (although the Cobra in the curry house was bottled and surely fine), but I didn’t actually enjoy the taste, really.
Still, that’s that done now. But I’ve realised that I need to cut down on beer, and that’s what I’m going to do. For example, I’m being “desi” today at Rob’s birthday party, so won’t be drinking. And I think that’s a service I’m going to offer more often.
So, today’s a sad day in some ways, but a good one in others as I’ve stopped essentially punishing myself for reasons I’d forgotten.
Now, to get some exercise and eat properly. My blood pressure’s higher than Kilimanjaro at the mo, and it’s actually making sleep difficult. Erk!
Toodles for now!
Pat
Days without alcoho… ah, forget it!
Feeling: Okish.
Song in head: Toto – Africa. I blame referring to Kilimanjaro.
And to celebrate, I’m going to the pub.
To drink… diet cola. FML ;-)
Happy Weekend Everyone!!
Pat
Days without alcohol: 13
Feeling: Happy
Song in Head: Scouting for Girls – She’s So Lovely (SOMEONEKILLME)
…then it’s of her I’d dream.then I’d probably still feel tired.
Yup, despite my attempts to get some decent sleep last night (having actually felt reasonably happy yesterday following some decent kip (shock!)) and heading to bed before 10pm, I was still awake at some point after 12am.
This put me into the worst of moods to start with, as I was intending to get up early to go to the gym – and that didn’t happen.
Ironically, aside from the “constantly thinking about things”, the lack of exercise may be making it hard to sleep, as my body’s not healthy and my blood pressure’s quite high… hopefully, *hopefully* I can muster the enthusiasm to do some stuff on my exercise bike later on / over the weekend.
Irony time again though: when I’m tired, I can’t be assed to exercise (or do anything else for that matter).
Maybe it’s time to get back on the beer. At least I can sleep easily after a few beers. Sniff… sniff… is that irony I smell again?
Pat
days without alcohol: 12
Feeling: Shattered and thus irritable and low
Song in head: Leftfield – Original
Well Now You Can!
Just make sure you remove the following line from your hosts file:
127.0.0.1 realmedia.channel4.com
This is assuming you’ve modified your hosts file on your Windows box to point all the domain names for irritating ad servers (hello doubleclick.net!) to localhost. You have, right?
If you’ve not, or have no idea what the hell I’m talking about, you need to get yourself over to MVPS.org’s Blocking Unwanted Parasites with a Hosts File page. Follow the instructions on there for happy browsing.
Oh, and install Adblock Plus just to help speed things up further.
END OF NERDY POST.
WELL, ALMOST. I’VE NOT SAID MY NAME YET.
Pat
NOW IT IS THE END. YES.
Hello hello!
Hot on the heels of the awesome Garfield Minus Garfield, another Sarcastic Orange Cat-related website has sprung up into my conciousness (again via the impressive Great Website Locatorotron that Sarah Schloo has on her person (thanks Sarah!)):
Garfield Lost In Translation
This is, as you might guess, a site dedicated to Garfield cartoons, which have been translated into Japanese and back into English.
Happening, it does not go.
Enjoy!
Pat
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I am the person!
Days without alcohol: 11
Feeling: Quite good actually, must’ve been the lie in I had this morning (huzzah for half days!)
Song in head: Nowt. My head’s full of as much musical content as a Daphne and Celeste album… oh… oh god… oh crap… Updated song in head: Daphne and Celeste – Ooh Stick You. FML. :-)
…it can be made better.
It’s 22:20 right now. That sucks.
However, listening to DJ Kutski on Radio 1 (recorded, he’s on on Friday night/Sat morning at 1am) makes things much better. If you like hard trance, and hardcore, you’ve gotta get your ears around some of this dude. Look for Kutski on iPlayer…
Also, what makes things easier is the occasional break to laugh with the brilliance of Mr Charlie Brooker:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yrm2dj6bIU0
What a legend.
Right, back to doing bits and pieces… woot.
Pat
Days without alcohol: 10
Feeling: Shattered, but amused and wanting to go out clubbing
Song in head: hard to keep anything in with this wall of dance sound in my face