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THURSDAY, MARCH 27, 2008 (4:13 PM) Return to thelongmile's blog
Easter has passed... so has the sell by date
(I'm feeling lazy)


Pleh!

It seems everytime I turn on the tv, turn on the computer, or turn on my phone, bad news seems to come out of it.

Kind of like that comedy scene in films where people open doors or hatches and get hit by gigantic streams of water, comedy boxing gloves on springs, or even Antonio Bandares. It really does just punch you in the face sometime.

Fortunatley however, I am not going to go into detail.

Let's start off on a bright note.

Chocolate.

OH YES! Chocolate. Now, you may be thinking, that I, being the mentalist that I am, managed to indulge in several bottles of wine, and approximatley 6 kilos of milk chocolate. But, you would be wrong! So Wrong in fact, that I actually managed to avoid the tempting, quite seductive gaze of the ruby red bottle of chianti I have sat in front of me....looking at me....whispering......


*AHEM*

Sorry, where was I. Yes I avoided the wine. How I managed this, I have no idea, at all, and surprisingly, the most I got to indulge in, was a small amount of chocolate in the form of that wierd, but quite frankly, amazing creation, a cadburys cream egg. Which was melted...... and warm......... and given to me by my boss.... which was quite frankly more scary than being given a written warning. Still, it was relativley satisfying, once I had picked the tinfoil out of my teeth.

I find it remarkable however, that the 76 year old diabetic accross the road, not only got given a grand total of 47 easter eggs by her grandchildren and relatives, but she succeeded in attempting to pawn them off to the local schoolchilderen for 3 pounds an egg. Now, call my cynical, but the whole idea of kids being aware of the problems in todays society, was to teach them never to buy sweets of strangers. Now, this lady is strange. So strange, that I have repeatedly had to ask her why she is stealing my milk, and the plants from my front garden. Only to replace them a few hours later. I mean what, does she inspect it? Is she trying to bathe with them?

O.O

Fortunatley she is being moved to a care home in about two weeks. Which will leave me with a relativley undamaged garden, and fresh clean milk, without the prospect of it having been sloshing around in a bathtub, floating in my mind. I guess the point being though, kids these days are suckers for chocolate. Perhaps I could bribe them into doing not only my washnig up, laundry and vacuuming, but also my tax return and food shopping, by paying them in easter eggs.

Thinking about it, thats not a bad idea. The more work they do, the less I eat of their egg supply. Ah, Wait no, it would never work. Joan Rivers would accuse me of stealing her Child Labour supplies. Though she does make good jewlery, and was fantastic on season two of nip / tuck.

Interesting. I've just managed from going to comedy, to being a complete geek talking about a TV series. Speaking of which, when is greys anatomy and desperate housewives back on? For one thing, both were fantastic shows, and for a second thing hillariously funny, though none of the women appeal to me in those shows on account of they are all sleepring around / backstabbing / stealing / fighting / drunkards or generally causing problems for one another. That and the fact they are all not only old enough to be my parents, but I'm pretty sure one or two of them might actually be my parents. Seriously!

Fortunatley it is now thursday, which means not only is tomorrow friday, but the day after that is saturday! in a strange mathmatical calender type fashion which is simply too complicated for me to understand. Though apparently it has something to do with the greeks. Now, call me stupid, but why the hell does easyjet have a patent on my weekend? Seriously! I'll have to wear orange! Now thats just no fun. Well, unless you have a thing for Tapas and Ouzo.

Now, you might notice that I have not been making too many videos. This is oweing mainly to the fact that I have been working from 8am untill 4pm. Which means I have to be up at six in the morning. Meaning I also do not get home untill about 5 at night.

This usually means that by the time I've come in, actually managed to eat something, that I am too tired, and woefully depressed from the day to actually record a video.

It also owes to the fact that I am shortly going to be getting a camcorder to do some decent videos on. However I need to save rather alot of money as my computer has started to dislike me in the way that only a computer can. It is dying. Slowly, and painfully, flashing error messages.......... I think it want's something....comforting perhaps......maybe even a small friend....... or a pet.

Actually one of the reasons I've been reminded to write this, actually has something to do with a british blogger on here, unicyclephysics. Who asked about blogging. I was meaning to write one anyway, but needed a kick up the arse.

Money however, is not the best of subjects. I have my car service due ($400) my insurance due ($800), plus now the PC needs rebuilding so thats like what, ($1600), and i'm after a camcorder ($400 dollars) so yes, that is going to truley and totally suck

But still! all is well

tooldepip

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Posted Mar 27, 08 by kaybiggles
lol, play the lottery ;)
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