A call centre chicken's intermittent twiddle-twoddle

Because us hens and roosters have lives too...

Good GOD! An update!

Do not adjust your screens. I really am updating after an epoch.

Well, I guess the biggest thing on my mind at this time, is the loss of my now ex-best friend. No, she hasn’t died or anything. We’re just not speaking. And I feel strangely glad about it. It started out WAAAAAAY back two Octobers ago, when I met with her one day, whereupon she revealed the news of her pregnancy. I was taken aback, as anyone would be on such massive and unexpected news. I remember we discussed it, and things associated, and she said she was going to keep the child as a lesson in taking responsibility for the consequences of having sex. Which initially seemed weird, but I’ve now come to respect her for it. Causality and all that. Plus, it’s her choice, and who am I, anyone else but her, to try and make her think anything else? So yeah, we had a nice day, and we parted ways and so on.

Cut to April, and I’m just casually browsing my Facebook, and I notice that her profile picture has changed. To that of a baby. Turns out she had given birth about 2 days before. I wasn’t happy. I was her best friend. I even called her my soul-mate, and would publicly proclaim this. Surely I should have been texted or phoned or something to be told the good news? Not to just casually find out whilst browsing Facebook, TWO DAYS after the event occurs. I decided not to say anything there and then, in my anger.

6 months later, and she pops up on Facebook again. I decide to talk to her again, and I even ask how her daughter (she gave birth to a girl named Florent) was doing. I then pondered the question of when we would meet again (as I always did), whereupon she decided to turn on me, saying how angry she was that I didn’t congratulate her on her successful pregnancy and birth. I tried to explain that I was angry at the time that she didn’t tell me personally at the time, as mentioned in the previous paragraph, but that I was over that now, and I even offered my apologies for not saying anything. She didn’t accept it. I asked her “what else can I do?” Whereupon she just left. And she hasn’t spoken to me since. At all. Four months down the line from this, and it turns out I’ve been deleted from her Facebook, and I can’t seem to find her again. Safe to say, we’re no longer friends. Glorious! I no longer have to worry about her now. She has a good life now, with a house and a boyfriend she’s happy with, and now with a child and everything. I’ll just leave her to live her life, and I’ll live mine. Just a shame that 3 years of friendship are now in the gutter, but meh. I’ll live.

In other, happier news, I now own a ukulele! =D Actually got one for Christmas, but it was rubbish. Utter, utter rubbish. It did, however, get my eye in on this ukulele business, so I bought a proper one in town for £80. Beautiful little Lanikai Concert number. I adore it. ^_^ I’ve even written a song on it already, minus lyrics, because my lyrical ability is abysmal, close to non-existent. Ahah. But yeah, here’s a crudely-played and crudely-recorded uke song in G. Also, I’ve fallen in love with the following bands: Foals; Mumford & Sons; Primus. All three are utterly awesome, and should be checked out ASAP! Haha.

I’m also still at Eckoh. Still loving the people there, new and old, that I call my colleagues. They help me to get over the idiot customers I get on a daily basis.

So yeah, I hope I haven’t bored/depressed you too much, or owt. Take care!

It’s been a while, hasn’t it?

Well, here I am again. My last post was a little…heavy, shall we say. I’ve since moved on, and I’m feeling better for it. So, let’s get to it, shall we?

My reasoning for this little update is simple: one of the best weekends of this year. ^_^ I only went and visited Leeds Fest, after all. Only for the day, mind. Specifically the Saturday, which meant I’d be capturing one of my favourite bands of all time: the mighty Radiohead. I was so damn excited about the day, I actually couldn’t contain myself.

I don’t really know what to say, except to mention that Lethal Bizzle was utterly fantastic. A real showman, I didn’t really think much of the music (even if I did find myself joining in with the crowd), the audience were really into it, and it was all a massive laff.

I was at the main stage from Vampire Weekend onwards, really. They, btw, surprised me as to the fact that they weren’t actually half-bad. I figured them to be quite bland, but their live show seemed to have a smidgen of oomph. Before I continue, I’d like to point out how good the sound mix was the whole day. Srsly, it was utterly fantastic. Everything seemed as clear as day. Anyways, Yeah Yeah Yeahs were the biggest improvement in my mind, though. I never really liked them from the beginning, but seeing them live kind of changed something in me about that. Their songs were thoroughly enjoyable, and I found myself finding Karen O strangely hot. Bloc Party were good as always, but I feel I would’ve enjoyed it a WHOLE lot more if idiots weren’t generating fucken circle pits inappropriately. For real, a circle pit during Mercury?? WTF is that shit? Being at the front has never been so silly, I swear.

And then the big attraction arrived. It was more or less the biggest wait of the day. The stage setup included THREE guys climbing extremely rickety ladders to sit on top of the lights for the whole set. Kudos to those guys, they have massive bawls, quite frankly. Also, the big ol’ vertical bar lights (hanging in a decidedly taunting manner the whole day at the side) came across into position too, and the whole thing was a massive long wait.

Eventually, the boyos came out, and BOY did they DELIVER. Highlights for me included set-opener 15 Steps, There There (with everyone bar Colin banging on something by the end of it), A Wolf At The Door (I did, as predicted, weep), The National Anthem and Idioteque. For an encore, they included their new song These Are My Twisted Words, which is sort of on a similar vain to Weird Fishes/Arpeggi, but for much longer, and the whole effect was wonderful. Paranoid Android came out to play too, much to the delightful screams of myself and the rest of the crowd. The “Rain down on me from a great height” section will stick out in my mind for a long time, especially every time I play it on iTunes, just for seeing everyone raise their hands to the heavens (which sadly didn’t respond by falling in the form of rain, that would have made me cry). A truly magical and majestic sight. This was followed by a surprise for all, in the form of Just, which wasn’t on the setlist, as confirmed by Thom Yorke before playing it. The whole thing was capped off by Everything In Its Right Place, and Jonny was last to leave the stage, with echoes and delays reverberating all around before it faded out. End of set.

During the set, the lighting bars kept changing colour and doing weird effects and things, and I endeavoured to get a shot of every moment. This, and planting into my phone the set list. I missed out about 5 or 6 songs, but this should explain the pictures. Also, I have a few with no flash, but the flash seemed to generally work better, so I rolled with that. Either way, you’ll clearly be able to see how prettyful the set was. Colour OMNOMNOM!

All-in-all, a tiring, but OSSUMPOWA, day.

So, here's the full Radiohead set list:

1. 15 Step
2. Airbag
3. There There (The Boney King Of Nowhere)
4. All I Need
5. Lucky
6. Nude
7. Morning Bell (Kid A version)
8. Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
9. 2+2=5 (The Lukewarm)
10. A Wolf At The Door (It Girl. Rag Doll.)
11. Videotape
12. Nice Dream
13. The Gloaming (Softly Open Our Mouths In The Cold)
14. Reckoner
15. The National Anthem
16. Bodysnatchers
17. Idioteque
18. You and Whose Army?
19. These Are My Twisted Words
20. Jigsaw Falling Into Place
21. Paranoid Android
22. Just (not originally on the setlist)
23. Everything In Its Right Place (With Maps by Yeah Yeah Yeahs as the intro)

And here are the pictures from the day:

On a small side note, I was completely surprised to see Colin Greenwood (Radiohead’s illustrious Bassist) playing with his fingers, and to be told after I returned that he’s ALWAYS played fingerstyle. As a Bassist, I have oodles and oodles more respect for him, and thus confirms to me that fingerstyle is better than using a pick. FO’ SHO! =D

And here’s some controversy for you…

Fuck it. Absolutely...fuck it. I can't contain this shit any longer. All these thoughts swirling in my head, that never go away, they just stick around like a bad sodding habit. So I figured, right here, right now, I'm just gonna say it, and you can all judge me here and now if you like. I've been wanting to just out this for months now I think, but it's only now I have enough guts to even post it the fuck here. But here goes…

I just want to stick my penis in someone. There, I said it, the truth in the most inglorious, shabby and insensitive manner possible, but there it is anyhow. I'm sick to death now of being a fucking virgin. I'm sick to death of constantly feeling horny as hell but only being able to fap it out. I'm FUCKING SICK TO DEATH OF THAT!

And this is no longer about love, either. There was a time when I wasn't bothered enough about this to actually have a sort of plan, so to speak, about how I'd lose my virginity. Boy, has that just gone down the fucken drain now. DOWN THE FUCKEN DRAIN! There was someone at school who had a plan about how to lose her virginity to...how she actually lost it turned out VERY differently. So, sod plans. I'm up for whatever now.

I know this is about as fair as a 27-on-1 football match, but SCREW THAT, I've been so damn selfless for the vast majority of my life, now I feel it's high-tide I had a little self-command about me. And if that means doing this, then whatever, I'm down with that.

The thing I hate the most about this, is that this is the most irrational, the most illogical feeling I've ever felt. It doesn't make any logical sense, these sexual feelings I have, this "horniness", so to speak. I keep trying to make sense of it in my mind, but nothing adds THE FUCK up. I'm the sort of person that tries his hardest to be a slave to logic over his own emotions, because emotions are rash, unpredictable and irrational the vast majority of the time, where as logic is cool, calm, collected and perfectly rational. And all these sexual feelings I have? They're pushing me towards my own emotions, and I FUCKING HATE THAT! Mostly because...well, the past 400 words or so are pretty much proof of why I hate relenting to my emotions.

I don’t mind if you judge me tbh, some of the stuff I’ve just said, some people might condemn me to hell for, I guess. But before you do, here’s a little something Voltaire once said:

"I do not agree with what you have to say, but I'll defend to the death your right to say it."

There we go. Fire away with any questions/criticisms you may have.

Tags: , , ,

As always, the second post is never as good as the first...
So today, I just wanna talk about...erm, well, today, and this week actually, because it's been quite turbulent. I've gone from feeling somewhat left out and "ehhhhh" to feeling on top of the world. What a difference a single person can make, aye?

So yeah, this week, my new music FINALLY came through. In case you're wondering what this entails, here's the skinny: last Thursday, I purchase A Beautiful Lie - 30 Seconds To Mars and Kezia - Protest The Hero. The former came first, on Tuesday I think, or Monday, one of the two. ANYWAY. Took a listen on the way to and from work on the day in the car, and it was good. A good, solid, rocky album. Until Track 10. What the hell happened? I get a 5-minute thingy, and about 90 seconds of something else. The total track time is 14 minutes. That means, ladies and gentlemen, in-between the two pieces: 8 MINUTES OF FUCKEN SILENCE! Now I know silence can be utilised as an exclamation point on a piece of music or whatever, but 8 minutes of pointless silence for the sake of it, is just rude. Not to mention my FM Transmitter is stupid enough to switch off because it's broadcasting silence! >_<

Kezia, on the other hand, was fantastic. Utterly fantastic. I still believe Blindfolds Aside is the best track from it, but when every other track isn't too far behind it, it really adds up to a cracking album, and combined with Fortress (their more recent release), they're a fantastic band! Really worth trying out in the Metal scheme of things, especially if you like technical, rhythmically-interesting music like I do. =)

Also, today, I FINALLY met up with the best mate again after a long time of cancelling stuff together because of illness/work. And it was glorious. Only 3 hours in each other's company. Helped dye her hair, and watched Shaun Of The Dead as well. Best 3 hours of my life of recent times, I honestly believe. ^_^ Every second, i cherish. And yeah, it's mushy, slushy stuff. Tell it to more relevant departments, cos this one don't care! =D

An inglorious return...
So, here I am again, my second LJ account. First one has been thoroughly lost in the annuls of t'Internet. Think I made it with an old e-mail address, too. THAT long ago, was it? CROIKEY!

Anyways, life's been OK. Ups and downs, as expected. Guess you can't climb up in a roller coaster forever, can you? But neither can you go down in one forever, either. =) So I'm working in a call centre in Hemel, it's OK, occasionally you get the total CUNTS on the phones who have never had an injection of common sense, rationality or reason in their lives, I swear. >_< Oh, and just because I'm a bad-news bear DOESN'T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO BE RUDE! Thanks. =]

Anyways, yeah, this time I'll hopefully update as much as possible.

TEEHEEHEE the bored smiley is hilarious! =D


Log in

No account? Create an account