In June this year, a good man was taken from this earthly mantle by cancer. His death was unexpected, and he was only 19 years of age.
I wrote this piece about an hour after his death, originally for string quartet. The piano arrangement took slightly longer to do, and was a trifle more complicated than I had imagined it would be to play.
I have to re-sit an exam from uni in 3 days, I have to make a desperate attempt to clean up the house tomorrow before my parents return and then I have to go get some more frozen rats for houdini.
I do not have the time to keep up with the posts here, even this one is backdated by an hour. Even though I would dearly love to give something or someone a sound thrashing it simply is not going to happen for the next half of the week. On the other hand I do have some pictures from my pig-farm work experience, and they shall be uploaded...probably not for quite a while yet. Since I'm not sure where the necessary cable is to be found...
Ah well...I'll think of a subject in a little bit.
Ya know...yesterday I made a phone call, and told the one who answered that I was going insane. This was not entirely true. It was more a bizarre upcropping of sanity disrupting the intricate patterns that normally make up my everyday thoughts. I basically had a "normal" experience (as opposed to a "paranormal" one)...and frankly it was the most horrifying moment of my life.
Hello there, long time no see. Me laptop died, Scuzzy did the mojo thing and now it's working again (and yes I have absolutely no computer literacy whatsoever). Anyways, short post due to impending exhaustion-death via pig induced stress (fucker bit me).
I have just posted a somewhat inflammatory anti-religious statement upon facebook, I shall leave it to simmer for a couple of days and then post any decent (meaning funny) responses to it upon here.
this will be the last post from me for the next few days, as it's festival time!
Going to be getting on a train within the next few hours, to meet up with the Mrs, to be leaving for Leeds early tomorrow morning, meaning I shall have no access to any sort of computer.
Come on mother fuckers, I better not get back and see that this post is still at the top of the entries, you managed it for 2 weeks before, 4 days is gonna be a peice of piss.
I should be back on monday night, and depending on the want for articles, you may get a very late/early post from me sometime around midnight then, what it will be on...fuck knows, but probably festival antics - unless we get nuked or whatever.
Have fun you cunts, especially anyone reading this that is going to either Reading/Leeds.
mostly due to Mataspore's new classification of me to "Prophet of the End Times", but now it has gone further than just "a little scrap".
You all will have heard about the current conflict between Russia and Georgia, but when they signed a deal yesturday to cease fire, everyone (well, I say that) believed that this was a crisis averted. Of course, the obvious nature of what is really going on here - the US fighting a proxy-war against Russia within Georgia - and so we have got even closer to WW3 than we did even during the Cold War - seeing as people have actually died this time.
Not to mention of course the West's support of Georgia, even though they started it in the first place, and Russia simply moved in forces as a response. I can assure you that if it had been between anyone else, and Russia, the West would have supported the others, hell, even if it was Afghanistan.
Today was pay day - it was meant to have been the happiest day in, well, ever. I was meant to have been paid just over £1000, which would mean I would pay off my overdraft, order my new graphics cards (yes, x2) and have more than enough money for the festival, and to see the Mrs up in Newcastle in September.
But no, the fuckers decided to tax me (even though I had filled out all the paper work over 6 weeks ago, it is only meant to take 2 weeks to get processed) almost £300 - when you include Nation Insurance - which leaves me enough money to pay off my over draft, and then buy the graphics cards...
And then be £2 BACK INTO my overdraft.
I really didn't want to have to go back to work after the fucking festival - but at the rate they are cocking up my pay - and the amount of money I'm going to waste on dodgy food and beer over the weekend - it is certain I'll have to go back for at least 2 weeks, probably 3 - which means the Mrs is not going to be best please when I arrive in Newcastle in an almost comatose state after being on a train for 6 hours after a 10 hour shift, and not sleeping on said train due to the shear amounts of changes such a trip takes.
FUCK YOU JUSTIN AND YOUR ENTIRE FUCKING COMPANY.
Hopefully the call to HMRC will get me my money back sooner than April.
or do something to get the cobwebs out of your cunt, you blind-fucker.
[T]rue gender equality is actually perceived as inequality. A group that is made up of 50% women is perceived as being mostly women. A situation that is perfectly equal between men and women is perceived as being biased in favor[sic] of women.
Jesus fucking Christ - true equality would be perceived as equal because that is what it is - in fact it doesn't need to be perceived as anything, as it exists in the state that is. There would be no need to "be biased" in favour (learn to spell you dumb shit) of women in the truely equal society - there would be no "Equal Opportunity" anything, be it Laws or movements, as it would exist.
In fact, "Equal Opportunity" is anything but equal - going by today's usage. Government Departments have this worse than anyone else - especially the Civil Service - because they actually have a quota of how many men/women black/white/asian they have to employ. It is - admittedly - set to the national demographic. I have heard stories (from people I know within the service) when they have had to refuse a better candidate purely on the bias he was a white male - even though he was the best. During this same time - admittedly a rather drastic one - they had to cut down a few departments to get back to a "status-quo" with the demographic, and had to fire the worst employees of a certain demographic. This actually led to a major uproar and the half the department quitting - but that's a story for another day - actually, I've probably already said too much.