The post below deserves an explaination. However, I’m not giving it one. Neither am I explaining more than the title, which is a line from a Divine Comedy song (Could have been worse, could have been “Everybody Knows…”) Today being
Archive: January 2001
edited slightly for language and people. Increased lanugage, decreased people 01-1-31 Beware, This is where it starts getting complicated. Warning: Contains language. Friday was the 20th aniversary of my entry unto the veil of tears in which I find myself.
Happy birthday to me,Happy birthday to me,Happy birthday to Aquarion,Happy birthday to me. I am now 20. Cower in fear.
I’ve now spent 12 hours in the north east not on trains. I have spent 10 of those hours online from this terminal I have watched movies about Black & White, Read fiction, talked on IRC, tried to write fiction,
Your GQ (geek quotient) is…. GQ 124 (this puts you in the 90.26 percentile.) Your GQ is slightly above average – there is some cool in there somewhere… [GeekQuiz]
At 12:00 this afternoon, I left the small and almost entirely dead town of Paddock Wood, where I live, to go to a day-trip to the wastes of Sunderland, where I also live and work, to go for an exam
Okay, I am a moron. I shall explain how below, and so you shall agree: Like every good online person, I have an ICQ account. And, like any good online person stranded 300 miles from his computer, I found a
I am a fuckwit. I have just upset someone very much with a comment I didn’t even think about.
Aquarionics could still go down at any time. I have just come out of an exam. I am dead. I have a stomach ache, I didn’t sleep at all last night, my head feels like it is full of cotton
We have a problem. Or *I* have a problem, Your problems are related, but only in the most random way, perhaps. This is an important message, so I will explain it simply. Sometime this week, perhaps, Aquarionics.com will go down.