Be Excellent To Each Other

Oh the things you type into google and wish you hadn't!

'Man sitting by fireside' with safesearch off

Third row on the right

Try "snooker cue"

Oooh...oh....oh....god.....yeah....shouldn't have done that

because my eyes are so bad I didn't really make out what had...'happened' there and had to have a closer look...


Yep...

What's going on? If I click on someones profile it shows my name instead of theirs?

Seeing as you're all talking about a pretend Snape, I've found you all a real one.



His name's Peter and he's divorced all you lucky ladies (and gentlemen who like ex-Labour MP's for West Bromwich in that way).

Oh yeah, it does.

Grim... is absent for one minute and someone's been fiddling with all the funny buttons

No deal-he doesn't look like Alan Rickman

And I'M the only one allowed Snape anyway

Hmm, every time I try to make a reply I find I've been logged out and "Anonymous" is entered in the name box. It's started doing that quite recently.

Stop messing with it! /whinge

Hmm - Ted appears to have alzheimers. Investimagating...

Wrong. I used to have a Potter-obsessed friend who would kill you without hesitation if you tried it.

Can we organise some sort of fight? Maybe get sky involved? Could be the exposure the forum is looking for to bring in fresh members.

When Obsessive Female Harry Potter Fans Fight Over Snape

*checks out*

Heads are weird.

Ho hum, wiritng my essay. OAPA sucks ass.

Only if it wasn't consenting.

Do you know what hurts?

Getting shampoo in your eye.



Do you know what hurts even more?

Getting Original Source Mint shampoo in your eye.



Do you know what hurts even more?

Getting Original Source shampoo in BOTH eyes.



Do you know what hurts even more?

Getting Original Source shampoo in BOTH eyes and then hurting your foot on the box plug socket in the hallway because you can't see.





... Ask me how I know

Ah, the mint source tingle effect.

'Tingle' my a*se. Actually, yes, it also makes my shoulders, back and bum all zingy.

The eyes, though, interpret the sensation as 'arrrghhhh, just claw me out, for the love of God!'

How do you know?

I am back in civilasation with internets!!!

only took my 10 hours to drive home.... did see some cool things up in Kinloss though...

Heh. I just had a eureka moment, and now the words are flowing again. mrs A has gone to bed, disgusted with me.

Damn right too, you filthy basteward.

Mint Source gives me no sensation at all on any part of my body other than my genitals. On them it feels painfully horrible; as if someone is peeling my skin with an ice cold scalpel.

late night BEEX!

I'm about halfway through my essay. major hurdles are over and i'm sprinting for the finish line. Whee!

Respect is duuuuuuue!

And off we go again.

I am off to th office to catch up a weeks worth of work!!

Much better on roast lamb I find. You condiment freak.

Almost done. Just need to add in a few sentences about what I think people have done, and prospects for reform. After a short paragraph about inchoate offences. Hurrah.

Having not heard back from the restaurant we were going to have our works' Christmas lunch in, and as we can't make that day anyway, I called them to cancel it. Whilst I'm pretty sure the guy on the other end took my name etc, I have this sinking feeling that I might have inadvertantly cancelled someone else's party.

If you show up at ['a restaurant in Oxford' -Ed] and find your reservation has been mysteriously cancelled, I'm really, really sorry..

I had to defrost my windscreen this morning if that helps Mali.

What are your prospects for reform though?

STOP!!! Blog time! I have a metric fuckton of work to get through today and I cannot be bothered. This very evening I shall be attending a local public house with my gentlemen friends and have discovered that Former Lady Zio will also be there with her lady friends, by startling, yet very genuine coincidence. I expected her to be displeased with this, instead she tells me that she looks forward to seeing me there. I remain hopeful for the future, yet concerned that when beer is involved - as it very much will be tonight, mark my words - that I may end up saying or doing something that I could later regret. But hey, Tuesday went alright, didn't it?


Right then, time to gorge myself on Diet Coke and Wispa bars, then maybe, maybe, get some of this massive pile of work that absolutely must be done before I go home tonight done.

Blog Over! Carry on!

I'll get my wife to do it next time while I have a cuppa.

Hmmm

I had a dream last night that I bought loads of chocolate from a shop. I didn't realise it was a dream, I actually thought I had bought some. When it wasn't where I put it this morning, I was most dissappointed!

Malc

Hmmm.

My World of Warcraft account has been hacked, which is strange considering I canceled it months ago, haven't logged on since, am a fiend with keeping my computer clean of nasties, and my password is a unique 10-character alpha-numeric one. I had two accounts: the other one hasn't been touched, so I doubt it's a security problem on my end. So these people have actually paid £9 for a month's subscription for me, entirely to pop on and steal all my gold.

Mildly annoying.

I used to have dreams like that when I was a kid - that my parents had bought me some amazing new toy. I used to be gutted when I'd wake up to find it wasn't real.

These pills I'm on give me lots of weird dreams - last night's one involved me going on holiday with the ex to Milan (never been there in my life), but we ended up in some train station and got really lost, we couldn't find the way out. Then my bloody alarm went off, so fuck knows if we ever found the hotel.

If I ever do go there, I'm checking out the public transport before I go.

I've just has a Big Breakfast.

It was nice but I want another, however they don't sell them after 10:30, and I would also become fat.

I have had several dreams lately which involve me surviving a plane crash of some sort. I can't remember much in the way of details, but I think I had to make it across some border after crashing too, with friends, as loads of other planes are crashing around us too.

Most odd.

I had a dream last night that I was *inside Facebook*. It was terrifying.

That links in with my zombie dream, perhaps.

You didn't sign up and log in to view those photos Myp posted did you?! You poor thing.

Last night's dream involved me checking mice for tiny clackers or minge and sorting them into cages based on this information before some Kryll from Gears of War flew in and killed us all. There was a dog there too.

Dawn French?

Dawn French is not mouse, silly Hovis.

No, that's Dimrill, dude.

Looks like Jasper model 360s are finally appearing.

Dimrill will be pleased.

It's bad enough seeing your avatar on eggbox now, never mind having my power switch replaced with your face.