Three of the best?

http://area-136.blog.co.uk/2007/09/19/avast_there~3004381

http://area-136.blog.co.uk/2007/09/19/the_sorry_state_of_my_chocolate_starfish~3004809

http://area-136.blog.co.uk/2007/09/19/crew_vacancies_fill_my_gaping_void~3005173

Arrr. and such.

I would do it but for my total lack of ability to do that linky thing. Please, don't bother trying to explain it because it will be like spit off a sherman tank.

And in truth, if I looked back at all the nonsense I have spat out I doubt I would find anything that would stand up to a second read.

Maybe the stuff I did this year on National Talk like a pirate day. There was some good smut in them....

But that's not much to offer for a year. Smut.

I could do better.

I could actually do some serious posts about, well things other than smut and whatever I have just fallen over outside.

Ahh but why go for deep and meaningful when your brain is shallow and full of crap!

Work with what you've got baby!

Of "Frankenstein" by Mary Shelley is all I have left to get through.

Now I don't know about you, but when I read something that is a "Classic" I expect myself to enjoy it. Becasue I am scared I will find out that it's too "above me" or something. I have made an effort to counter this way of thinking, If I like it - its good, there should be no shame in not enjoying something and you should not pretend to enjoy it just to appear clever.

But I have, over the past year, read "Steppenwolf" by Herman Hesse and "Dracula" by Bram Stoker and enjoyed them both.

But "Frankenstein"...

To me it just reads like a travelogue by Mary, as Victor seems to spend a lot of time wandering round feeling remorse over what he has done and looking at lakes and mountains.

And the creature seemed to learn how to speak in the most flowery way in a rather short time, just from spying on a family in a cottage, who he very amusingly calls his "beloved cottagers"

ahem.

And when he does make a female creature, or starts to, he does it on a remote Scottish Island - where did he get the materials? She says that there are no more than five other people living there so where did he get the "stuff".

And when the creature turns up and Victor sees it looking through the window he "tore it apart with my bare hands" Hmmm, good stitching there Vicky boy.

Anyway.

Not my favourite book so far. Maybe the last chapter has all the sex and helicopter gunships in..........

maybe not.

If you get anything saying I have invited you to join something called "Yari" ignore it and delete.

I accepted an invitation form someone and the damn thing looks like it goes through your contacts and invites them all.

Sorry dooods.

Or not.

Jacobite is contemplating actually writing a friggin blog post. Jacobite can strip a computer down blindfold and fit a ton of memory and a superdooper graphics card in his sleep. Jacobite can confuse the fuck out of me with tec speak regarding computers at the drop of a hat.

But people have been asking him why he has not blogged yet.

Hehehehe, its because he don't know how to set one up!

So I have had to tell him!

I WIN!

a bit.

For once.

Normal service will be resumed at an alarming rate I fancy.....

And shall I break the mould/mold and do something different?

Well, why?

I will probably make all the same mistakes this year as last year so I may as well continue with my normal pattern of behaviour.

Well that's my excuse anyway.

Time for a pub lunch.

Which wont exactly reduce the chubbage but I will rememdy that over the next couple of weeks.

I need to be sleek and slim for a special occasion.

Ah fuck it, I'll just wear a girdle......

Just working through the emails I have had at work over the break.

Got one back from someone who I asked for some information regarding a big customer to find out if they are in fact paying for the service we are providing.

"I am under the impression that they are paying for it under account No 1234567"

Impression? did you not actually do your job or do what I asked and actually you know - go look on the system! I dont' want your "impression" you overpaid twat! I want accurate information!

I am now under the impression that he is a knobhead.

In other news, I have put on half a stone over the five days I spent with S&F.

Bugger. Je suis un chubber.

Well here I am with a load of stuff to deal with after the break and no drive or motivation to do it.

Did I really go away for new year?

Well I must have, as I DID in fact have a friend jump off not only my friends list but the blog!

Madders has gone, which is a pain in the arse and I hope it is just temporary and he comes back under some new quise (hint fucking hint captain posh!)

And the stupid meeting I thought I'd managed to avoid has been moved to the 16th! But to make it even better it is no longer in london, where most of the remaining team work but in fucking Rugby! which is not suprisingly nearer to where the team leader and their right hand people live.

Funny that.