29 May

the old monitor went kaput awhile ago, and i just got down to gettin a replacement.

i must say, its been rather difficult to pass the time without a com to play the tunes.

damn, im still a benchwarmer. frankly its gettin to be a pain. i say with all honesty, im a rather nifty 1 on 1 player. def not the best, im way frm there, but still rather good nonetheless. maybe its cos i dun realy know the plays or stuff, but still a few mins of rubbish time here and there is nonsense.

ha... funny thing is, its not bothering me so much anymore. might be cos its not as impt a part of my life as it was anymore. or maybe its sth else, i dunno.

feelin rather let down now tho. by my mates, and by the turn of things.

6 May

got assigned rubbish time last week, clearing out the quarters. won, but i had no part to play in it. cant say i wasnt pissed. pretty bloody hopping mad in fact. dun think im worth that only, but that's just me and my ego speakin i suppose.

1st sat off in a very very long while. din have to vote. maybe im brainwashed, maybe im uninformed, and maybe im just plain vanilla naive, but if i did have to cast mine, it'd have to be the whites for me. reckoned they've done a pretty neat job thus far.

since i was a wee little kiddo in kindergarten, till when i was a wee little smidgen in poly, till right now, when im a wee little dumbo, i've always been quite... tepid i suppose. and i guess i was quite the meek little choirboy. i dun suppose i've cursed a single time in 17 years.

i can swear though, and im gettin a tad adept at it at times haha. like an inebriated sailor, who's had one shot too many. quite like that character in Tintin, that old sailor, capt whisky or sth. always with a bottle in hand, that old seadog.

Blistering Barnacles!

and that's the way the cookie crumbles.
save me some choc chips.