Thursday, November 18, 2004
Like stuff happens
The green is out on this post.
No, not because I'm GREEN with envy. What the heck does that mean anyway?
Blah de blah de blah.
Yesterday.
Uni.
8:30 start.
Man, I cudn't give a monkey's arse about what the lecturer was saying an hour after my 8:30 start. I wanted out and I wanted out now. Maybe I'm on my period or sumthing?
It happens!
It was Cell Biology btw. He was talking about stuff... I really can't remember...
*What the heck was he talking about?*
*Thinks* Oh bacteria cells and cell membranes! Yay! I remembered!
Few. I actually thought I was going to fail my course then.
So anyway, I think I'm on my period. It only happens once every 4 months, so it's 4 times less than women.
It's been amplified by the fact that I really can't play the guitar with much skill tonite. I'm home alone (scary - considering I'm always out on the eve's) so I thought a jam by myself wud be good. Ya know, improve my 'skills', but it ain't happening.
The only songs I can play are easy ones.
But let's look on the bright side. I worked 4 hours overtime this week, so that's a bit more cash. Work was also quite funny today.
I go told that I look like a horse, something out of thundercats and like I'm in Busted.
Also, some of my systems are down and one blonde lady called Trudy thought of a solution.
Tom - "I can't actually do any work items because Woofy (work item viewer) isn't working on my system.
Trudy - *lightbulb moment* "Oh. Bernie might not be using his system today so you could use his woofy.... *lightbulb blows* Oh wait, Bernie might not be using his system because his woofy's not working."
Dont' worry guys and gals. I'm not making fun of blonde people. Well, I am. But I'm allowed.
The windows were also being cleaned today, and the last time this was done, the girls were going crazy over the cleaners who were basically absailing down the side of the building and cleaning the windows as they went.
This time however, they had thought of a less fun, but just as cool way.
I imagine the window cleaners must've had a convo like this.
Window Cleaner A - Err, Window cleaner B, I'm afraid of heights but I love cleaning windows. Can we just think of another way to do this?
Window Cleaner B - I know! Lets use really long sticks and attach sponges to the ends! That will scare the poo out of some of the people in the office and make them wonder why we are standing here on the ground, using 60 foot poles with sponges attached to them to clean their windows.
And that is what they did indeed do. Sounded like someone had shot the window when they first try to clean it. Made my team mate Ruth hit the cealing... which was made even funnier by the fact that she was stood right next to the window when it happened.
Heh.
Tomorrow is youth. Hopefully I'll be feeling chirpy by then.
'Tweet' 'Tweet' ;)
No, not because I'm GREEN with envy. What the heck does that mean anyway?
Blah de blah de blah.
Yesterday.
Uni.
8:30 start.
Man, I cudn't give a monkey's arse about what the lecturer was saying an hour after my 8:30 start. I wanted out and I wanted out now. Maybe I'm on my period or sumthing?
It happens!
It was Cell Biology btw. He was talking about stuff... I really can't remember...
*What the heck was he talking about?*
*Thinks* Oh bacteria cells and cell membranes! Yay! I remembered!
Few. I actually thought I was going to fail my course then.
So anyway, I think I'm on my period. It only happens once every 4 months, so it's 4 times less than women.
It's been amplified by the fact that I really can't play the guitar with much skill tonite. I'm home alone (scary - considering I'm always out on the eve's) so I thought a jam by myself wud be good. Ya know, improve my 'skills', but it ain't happening.
The only songs I can play are easy ones.
But let's look on the bright side. I worked 4 hours overtime this week, so that's a bit more cash. Work was also quite funny today.
I go told that I look like a horse, something out of thundercats and like I'm in Busted.
Also, some of my systems are down and one blonde lady called Trudy thought of a solution.
Tom - "I can't actually do any work items because Woofy (work item viewer) isn't working on my system.
Trudy - *lightbulb moment* "Oh. Bernie might not be using his system today so you could use his woofy.... *lightbulb blows* Oh wait, Bernie might not be using his system because his woofy's not working."
Dont' worry guys and gals. I'm not making fun of blonde people. Well, I am. But I'm allowed.
The windows were also being cleaned today, and the last time this was done, the girls were going crazy over the cleaners who were basically absailing down the side of the building and cleaning the windows as they went.
This time however, they had thought of a less fun, but just as cool way.
I imagine the window cleaners must've had a convo like this.
Window Cleaner A - Err, Window cleaner B, I'm afraid of heights but I love cleaning windows. Can we just think of another way to do this?
Window Cleaner B - I know! Lets use really long sticks and attach sponges to the ends! That will scare the poo out of some of the people in the office and make them wonder why we are standing here on the ground, using 60 foot poles with sponges attached to them to clean their windows.
And that is what they did indeed do. Sounded like someone had shot the window when they first try to clean it. Made my team mate Ruth hit the cealing... which was made even funnier by the fact that she was stood right next to the window when it happened.
Heh.
Tomorrow is youth. Hopefully I'll be feeling chirpy by then.
'Tweet' 'Tweet' ;)
Monday, November 15, 2004
I can't think of a good title
Ohhhh baby.
I've found the colour buttons.
My week.
Well, 2 weeks ago I had a reading week at Uni (ie: a week off) and I only got 1 real lie in for the entire week. Alas, don't cry for me, for I got up for the very reason everybody gets up... to do stuff, and the stuff I did was cool. Monday, I went shopping with Shaneen (well Jamie did come as well but Jamie and shopping don't go together) and that's 2 weeks ago Monday btw. In fact, I think that was around the last time I updated this...
Yeah, I got a nice shirt.
Shaneen didn't.
Oh, I know what I can talk about. This (last) Saturday.
We had something on at the church called 'Creative Expression' where people were given the opportunity to "Express" themselves "Creatively" in certain areas. T'was the brain child of Adam. (Dance, Song writing and photography were the 3 areas) Me and... oh, let's call him Harriet, were taking the song writing sessions. (Harriet leads worship in our church, btw) I won't say how many people came to the sessions, but the day was actually really fun and around 1 complete song and 2 half songs came out of it which was really cool. Everyone who was involved thought it was really good too.
The complete song was written by Trist and me and it's pretty cool. It was great too cos it only took us 30 minutes. T started playing some funky rocking chords (C#m7, B, C#m7, A, B - for those who know about music) and basically I already had 'some' words (4 lines) that I'd written earlier with Harriet and they seemed to fit really nicely. The only prob was that we had no way of recording this baby. I NEVER take my dictaphone with me when I need it! But T's wicked cool new fone has a recorder on it and so we taped it to that... *you wouldn't call it taping though, would ya?*
I did write more than 4 lines in the end btw. God's gifts are so much fun!
So I finally managed to write a rocking song thanks to T's cool chords, compared to every other power ballad I write.
Tonite we had a song recording session at church and basically 'recorded songs'. Sang "London's Burning" and "Row Row Row Your Boat" too (don't ask). Me and T wanted to do the one we'd wrote, but I'm not too fussed that we didn't have time, cos I'd quite like to do it with our band type thingy first and now it gives us more time do to it there. Making music is fun.
I've found the colour buttons.
My week.
Well, 2 weeks ago I had a reading week at Uni (ie: a week off) and I only got 1 real lie in for the entire week. Alas, don't cry for me, for I got up for the very reason everybody gets up... to do stuff, and the stuff I did was cool. Monday, I went shopping with Shaneen (well Jamie did come as well but Jamie and shopping don't go together) and that's 2 weeks ago Monday btw. In fact, I think that was around the last time I updated this...
Yeah, I got a nice shirt.
Shaneen didn't.
Oh, I know what I can talk about. This (last) Saturday.
We had something on at the church called 'Creative Expression' where people were given the opportunity to "Express" themselves "Creatively" in certain areas. T'was the brain child of Adam. (Dance, Song writing and photography were the 3 areas) Me and... oh, let's call him Harriet, were taking the song writing sessions. (Harriet leads worship in our church, btw) I won't say how many people came to the sessions, but the day was actually really fun and around 1 complete song and 2 half songs came out of it which was really cool. Everyone who was involved thought it was really good too.
The complete song was written by Trist and me and it's pretty cool. It was great too cos it only took us 30 minutes. T started playing some funky rocking chords (C#m7, B, C#m7, A, B - for those who know about music) and basically I already had 'some' words (4 lines) that I'd written earlier with Harriet and they seemed to fit really nicely. The only prob was that we had no way of recording this baby. I NEVER take my dictaphone with me when I need it! But T's wicked cool new fone has a recorder on it and so we taped it to that... *you wouldn't call it taping though, would ya?*
I did write more than 4 lines in the end btw. God's gifts are so much fun!
So I finally managed to write a rocking song thanks to T's cool chords, compared to every other power ballad I write.
Tonite we had a song recording session at church and basically 'recorded songs'. Sang "London's Burning" and "Row Row Row Your Boat" too (don't ask). Me and T wanted to do the one we'd wrote, but I'm not too fussed that we didn't have time, cos I'd quite like to do it with our band type thingy first and now it gives us more time do to it there. Making music is fun.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Back By Popular Demand...
... unlike Bush mind you (boooo! - you can't say that) Whoops.
But seriously. I've had an entire two people on my case constantly the past week to update this thing with something interesting...
Here goes. Fingers crossed.
So the other day I was telling my friend Brian (aka Brain) about my blog and someone had let slip that she was actually part of my blog (not me - someone called Tristan shall we say?) and that I had aptly named her a different name. She wasn't annoyed, except with the fact that I had't refered to her as, and I quote "Mrs Densel Washington".
So from now on, Brian will be known as Mrs Densel Washington. Got that? It's something to do with some sort of crazy fantasy she has or something.
Well, I s'pose I have to update the car situation. Bri... sorry, Mrs Densel Washington had actually lost a valve cap. There, that's updated.
I had two Tuesday nites of Bible school, on seperate Tuesday's, which wud make sense, and they were about Women in Ministry. Being a bloke, you wud think that I wouldn't be interested at all, but I knew that there'd be tension breaking out at some points. I knew at least one man wud claim that women shouldn't do anything in church, even if they were only saying it to annoy some of the ladies. But no! Everyone in our group is nice. One person was muttering some stuff under his breathe and sometimes out loud to see if any of the women would bite, but his comments (lets call him Michelle) weren't serious at all and weren't actually that bad anyway, plus he made them laugh as well! When asked what problems might arise with women who are in a place of ministry, one of the comments from a certain Mr Fryer was that they might get pregnant.
He claimed to not mean it in a sexist way and he didn't. But it was funny, cos it is true.
What else... err, I almost hit an old woman in a driving lesson...
I've got my old job back, as a part timer, which is nice, cos it means I have some income as a student.
Me and Shaneen have started practising for a wedding song "Oh Holy Night" that we are doing at someones wedding, surprisingly.
Actually, it's not a wedding song. It's an Xmas carol.
She has to sing the rock hard harmony and all I do is the easy tune. It took Jen (pregnant woman in ministry) about 1 hour to figure out who was going to sing what parts and in what key though, cos our voices are crap to mix together. Alto's and tenor's don't work!
Tomoz I'm off to the opticians cos I'm blind and I've almost run out of contacts. Then I'm meeting up with Tim and Mr Fryer to practise a song. 'Free' by Hillsongs.
Rockin'!
But seriously. I've had an entire two people on my case constantly the past week to update this thing with something interesting...
Here goes. Fingers crossed.
So the other day I was telling my friend Brian (aka Brain) about my blog and someone had let slip that she was actually part of my blog (not me - someone called Tristan shall we say?) and that I had aptly named her a different name. She wasn't annoyed, except with the fact that I had't refered to her as, and I quote "Mrs Densel Washington".
So from now on, Brian will be known as Mrs Densel Washington. Got that? It's something to do with some sort of crazy fantasy she has or something.
Well, I s'pose I have to update the car situation. Bri... sorry, Mrs Densel Washington had actually lost a valve cap. There, that's updated.
I had two Tuesday nites of Bible school, on seperate Tuesday's, which wud make sense, and they were about Women in Ministry. Being a bloke, you wud think that I wouldn't be interested at all, but I knew that there'd be tension breaking out at some points. I knew at least one man wud claim that women shouldn't do anything in church, even if they were only saying it to annoy some of the ladies. But no! Everyone in our group is nice. One person was muttering some stuff under his breathe and sometimes out loud to see if any of the women would bite, but his comments (lets call him Michelle) weren't serious at all and weren't actually that bad anyway, plus he made them laugh as well! When asked what problems might arise with women who are in a place of ministry, one of the comments from a certain Mr Fryer was that they might get pregnant.
He claimed to not mean it in a sexist way and he didn't. But it was funny, cos it is true.
What else... err, I almost hit an old woman in a driving lesson...
I've got my old job back, as a part timer, which is nice, cos it means I have some income as a student.
Me and Shaneen have started practising for a wedding song "Oh Holy Night" that we are doing at someones wedding, surprisingly.
Actually, it's not a wedding song. It's an Xmas carol.
She has to sing the rock hard harmony and all I do is the easy tune. It took Jen (pregnant woman in ministry) about 1 hour to figure out who was going to sing what parts and in what key though, cos our voices are crap to mix together. Alto's and tenor's don't work!
Tomoz I'm off to the opticians cos I'm blind and I've almost run out of contacts. Then I'm meeting up with Tim and Mr Fryer to practise a song. 'Free' by Hillsongs.
Rockin'!
