Aloha!
Apparently the Hummus is throwing a public strop on my blog because I removed the link to her myspace page. Myspace! That social-networking site that committed suicide and is being overtaken by other crappy sites. Yop. Oh well, it shall be re-inserted soon. Patience my friend. Patience.
Well, the day started off with a walk downtown to buy a copy of the latest edition of The Economist. Success. And I also saw DJ Howard on his way into Heckmondwike. He must have a free schedule by now.
I started Hitomi Kanehara's "Snakes & Earrings" today. A short book, one which I've almost finished. It's real, it's blunt, it's filled with visual descriptions of characters - a theme well exploited by the author. Highly reccommended. After all, it's under 120 pages.
Car insurance = takes the piss. It's about as accurate as I can be quite frankly. Although having said that, I think car insurance is just ridiculously high for me, taking into consideration I've only just passed etc etc. Keeping in mind I've only been looking around and not taking anything seriously, insurance for a £850 2002 1.2 litre Fiat Punto was over 4 times the price of the car. And that was the cheapest quote. So you can pretty much get the idea as to how high some of the quotes have been on random small vehicles out there for sale. Cue the permission to use excellent words: discombobulation/preposterous/frustrating. Ah, that's better.
So, I am now currently insured on my sister's Toyota Yaris for a month whilst I think about taking a pass-plus driving course to increase the chances of having less preposterously priced insurance. The possibility of a car will now have to wait until September-ish. Thank you, car insurers. Thank you very much. Douches.
I have a new laptop bag. It's awesome (of course). ...Can't really say much on that. It's blue and uber-cool - contrasts in colour to the tinge-of-redness-laptop. ...Yeah... It's a messenger bag?? Okay we'll move on.
...That was pretty much my day. I've been raving to Owl City's new album Ocean Eyes. Exceptional stuff of course. Maybe not as good as some of the songs on Of June or Maybe I'm Dreaming but pretty darn exceptional nonetheless. That's electro-pop for you.
Oh, and I was called a "flower" by an assistant at a supermarket recently. Just to be nice but still...kinda says it all doesn't it. F.
Listen to? Owl City - Fireflies. I think it's free on iTunes this week. Nothing to lose.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Tuesday, 14 July 2009
Saturday, 11 July 2009
A Production
Aloha!
No, I haven't done anything interesting that is worth mentioning. So I guess that's this post covered.
What kind of uninteresting things did I do?
Well, last night I was dragged to a showing of "Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen". Pathetic film. And that's a nice way of putting it.
But I did get to watch "The 40-Year-Old Virgin" again. Modern classic. "You know how you hold a woman's breast...and it feels like a bag of sand".
And I also watched Clooney and Tom Wilkinson in "Michael Clayton".
So I guess you can see just how busy I have been recently. Note: I have skipped all of the interesting stuff.
Also: the rain is cool.
Listen to? Vampire Weekend - Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa. Excellent song.
No, I haven't done anything interesting that is worth mentioning. So I guess that's this post covered.
What kind of uninteresting things did I do?
Well, last night I was dragged to a showing of "Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen". Pathetic film. And that's a nice way of putting it.
But I did get to watch "The 40-Year-Old Virgin" again. Modern classic. "You know how you hold a woman's breast...and it feels like a bag of sand".
And I also watched Clooney and Tom Wilkinson in "Michael Clayton".
So I guess you can see just how busy I have been recently. Note: I have skipped all of the interesting stuff.
Also: the rain is cool.
Listen to? Vampire Weekend - Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa. Excellent song.
Tuesday, 7 July 2009
Last Night
Aloha!
Fascinating events in the past few days. Sort of.
Battlefield: Bad Company arrived on Friday, as did a new headset for the 360. A pretty good console shooter. And pretty good looking as well due to la Frostbite engine. Totally carried Arron's ass in the game and took victory for the team. Same thing on Halo 3 on Live as well. Ahem. Yes, that's right. I'm way better than that guy. God knows what he's like in online multiplayer games without me. Pfft! (I might have exaggerated on some parts here...)
The weekend was moulded into this giant period of time that was spent indoors and outdoors with the family. Splendid stuff.
La tennis! Or "le tennis", according to local French language expert Katherine. (No sarcasm intended.) It was simply exhausting to watch the men's final on Sunday and I was hesitant about boasting Roddick's prospects over the phone to Saffy. I still can't believe he lost! He was the better player on the day and by the time it was all over, the dude looked like he was going to burst into tears. And his voice was shakey when he stated he would still try to win the tournament for a change as opposed to being the runner-up for a 3rd time. Don't we just hate that Federer guy?
Good news: I passed my driving test! Finally, on my Xth attempt. It was pouring with rain all day yesterday, so much that the window controls were covered with water! But it's all over now, thankfully. And I simply have to thank Woody. Must have been daunting to take up a student who had failed the test a time or so before with a different instructor in a different car. Note: the lesson before the test was pretty good apart from the hill-starts. Hill-starts! Ah well.
I don't think there is anything else dramatic enough that is worth mentioning. Some moments of these past few days have been difficult. I think I just hate the fact how the people you care about most can hurt you more than others. Meh.
Apparently, I can no longer be considered a raving homosexual. This is very good indeed. However, it is now becoming increasingly difficult for me to carry the hobo look for more than a week. And people like Hummus Dip know very well just how cool the hobo look is, or rather how cool I like to think it is. But she's in the non-location that is Scotland. Probably with a cylinder in appreciation of NCFOM.
Oh, and it's not Natasha's birthday tomorrow. Just to keep it a secret.
Anyhow.
Listen to? Sherwood - A Different Light.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Fascinating events in the past few days. Sort of.
Battlefield: Bad Company arrived on Friday, as did a new headset for the 360. A pretty good console shooter. And pretty good looking as well due to la Frostbite engine. Totally carried Arron's ass in the game and took victory for the team. Same thing on Halo 3 on Live as well. Ahem. Yes, that's right. I'm way better than that guy. God knows what he's like in online multiplayer games without me. Pfft! (I might have exaggerated on some parts here...)
The weekend was moulded into this giant period of time that was spent indoors and outdoors with the family. Splendid stuff.
La tennis! Or "le tennis", according to local French language expert Katherine. (No sarcasm intended.) It was simply exhausting to watch the men's final on Sunday and I was hesitant about boasting Roddick's prospects over the phone to Saffy. I still can't believe he lost! He was the better player on the day and by the time it was all over, the dude looked like he was going to burst into tears. And his voice was shakey when he stated he would still try to win the tournament for a change as opposed to being the runner-up for a 3rd time. Don't we just hate that Federer guy?
Good news: I passed my driving test! Finally, on my Xth attempt. It was pouring with rain all day yesterday, so much that the window controls were covered with water! But it's all over now, thankfully. And I simply have to thank Woody. Must have been daunting to take up a student who had failed the test a time or so before with a different instructor in a different car. Note: the lesson before the test was pretty good apart from the hill-starts. Hill-starts! Ah well.
I don't think there is anything else dramatic enough that is worth mentioning. Some moments of these past few days have been difficult. I think I just hate the fact how the people you care about most can hurt you more than others. Meh.
Apparently, I can no longer be considered a raving homosexual. This is very good indeed. However, it is now becoming increasingly difficult for me to carry the hobo look for more than a week. And people like Hummus Dip know very well just how cool the hobo look is, or rather how cool I like to think it is. But she's in the non-location that is Scotland. Probably with a cylinder in appreciation of NCFOM.
Oh, and it's not Natasha's birthday tomorrow. Just to keep it a secret.
Anyhow.
Listen to? Sherwood - A Different Light.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Thursday, 2 July 2009
Blue
Aloha!
Freedom is available (almost) 24 hours a day. Noice.
Well there isn't any dramatic news to report as you're already aware of the major announcements that were made not so long ago.
Life is thrilling. So thrilling in fact that I decided to buy Dead Space for my Xbox on Saturday and connect the console for the first time in 6 months. I didn't realise how much I had been missing in the gaming world. Even if I did have to carry Arron and the rest of the team on Halo 3 today to the win. Twice...
I really don't have anything to blog about. Or rather, I'll wait for the next super-duper positive thing to blog about in a day or so. Which is strange considering it has been a week since my last post. Until then, may the force be with you.
Listen to? Blink 182 - Asthenia.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Freedom is available (almost) 24 hours a day. Noice.
Well there isn't any dramatic news to report as you're already aware of the major announcements that were made not so long ago.
Life is thrilling. So thrilling in fact that I decided to buy Dead Space for my Xbox on Saturday and connect the console for the first time in 6 months. I didn't realise how much I had been missing in the gaming world. Even if I did have to carry Arron and the rest of the team on Halo 3 today to the win. Twice...
I really don't have anything to blog about. Or rather, I'll wait for the next super-duper positive thing to blog about in a day or so. Which is strange considering it has been a week since my last post. Until then, may the force be with you.
Listen to? Blink 182 - Asthenia.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
Prelude
Aloha!
I would like to take this opportunity to say that I haven't in fact been sittting around doing nothing and watching films. This is known as complete BS made by a certain Hummus dip. In fact, I was super-tired both yesterday and the day before at around 15:00 after cleaning out the car and my room OCD-style. I should be receiving compliments. Pfft!
So I finally saw "The Hangover" last night. And it is clearly one of the funniest films ever to be made. Disgusting, crude and vile but nothing short of comical genius. It's a film that gets better as it goes along due to the surprises kept inside and how original the situations are. I would rave on about it more but this truly is a film that cannot be spoilt one single iota. Conclusion: watch it.
Finnegans Wake by James Joyce finally arrived yesterday! (Yes, Gulliver's Travels has been put on hold.) This is one of the most bizarre books I have ever read. And I'm confident enough to reach this conclusion after the first few pages! It came with a lame introduction by some douche who believes that eventually, you read the book not for the plot but simply because of what is on the page. No arguments there. This is one for the linguists.
Joyce breaks all the rules of Standard English and steps away from the accepted methods of storytelling more so than Shakespeare did at his time. By doing this, he opens a true form of storytelling with a language of the dreams from the protagonist's point of view. I'll eventually reach the point where meaning doesn't matter and the letters on the page do. Like I said, I haven't read much of Finnegans Wake but I already know I'll be re-reading it several times over. Already a favourite.
Wimbledon. A-Rod and Murray today. Yesterday was pretty lame with Federer and Djokovic going through with overall ease. The Spaniard Robredo won his match after being 2 sets down. It's great when that happens.
Driving lesson today. Apparently I "stole" a certain someone's slot..! That was mean. Pfft!
News gets around fast. All I will say is that I'm pretty darn happy at this moment in time. Are you?
I re-watched some parts of "Anchorman" recently. Will Ferrell on a high. Noice.
Listen to? Backseat Goodbye - Swallow The Sun.
Stay classy.
Emad.
I would like to take this opportunity to say that I haven't in fact been sittting around doing nothing and watching films. This is known as complete BS made by a certain Hummus dip. In fact, I was super-tired both yesterday and the day before at around 15:00 after cleaning out the car and my room OCD-style. I should be receiving compliments. Pfft!
So I finally saw "The Hangover" last night. And it is clearly one of the funniest films ever to be made. Disgusting, crude and vile but nothing short of comical genius. It's a film that gets better as it goes along due to the surprises kept inside and how original the situations are. I would rave on about it more but this truly is a film that cannot be spoilt one single iota. Conclusion: watch it.
Finnegans Wake by James Joyce finally arrived yesterday! (Yes, Gulliver's Travels has been put on hold.) This is one of the most bizarre books I have ever read. And I'm confident enough to reach this conclusion after the first few pages! It came with a lame introduction by some douche who believes that eventually, you read the book not for the plot but simply because of what is on the page. No arguments there. This is one for the linguists.
Joyce breaks all the rules of Standard English and steps away from the accepted methods of storytelling more so than Shakespeare did at his time. By doing this, he opens a true form of storytelling with a language of the dreams from the protagonist's point of view. I'll eventually reach the point where meaning doesn't matter and the letters on the page do. Like I said, I haven't read much of Finnegans Wake but I already know I'll be re-reading it several times over. Already a favourite.
Wimbledon. A-Rod and Murray today. Yesterday was pretty lame with Federer and Djokovic going through with overall ease. The Spaniard Robredo won his match after being 2 sets down. It's great when that happens.
Driving lesson today. Apparently I "stole" a certain someone's slot..! That was mean. Pfft!
News gets around fast. All I will say is that I'm pretty darn happy at this moment in time. Are you?
I re-watched some parts of "Anchorman" recently. Will Ferrell on a high. Noice.
Listen to? Backseat Goodbye - Swallow The Sun.
Stay classy.
Emad.
Monday, 22 June 2009
Recovery Period
Aloha!
Firstly, no: "No Country For Old Men" is still nowhere near as good as "Michael Clayton" which was also released in 2007.
"The Star Chamber" (1983) starring Michael Douglas and Hal Holbrook starts off really well then ends up being totally shite. Not totally shite but very disappointing considering the premise is great and the title of the film itself grabs your attention. ...Okay, that's just me. I think the title is cool.
"Closer" on the hand (with Judd Law et all), is good but depressing. And also unrealistic as most people would surely not indulge in the details of sexual intercourse that much. Just bizarre.
The "classic" Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift is currently being read. Will let you all know what I think since you're dying for my opinion.
FSJ is back!
Wimbledon. No Nadal. Which means it is finally Djokovic's time. Step up and win, please.
I want to go watch "The Hangover".
"Pass driving test...please" is back on the agenda. Yes, I have an agenda.
And an hour of my time was consumed this evening on shaving for the first time in over two weeks. I blame a certain someone. She won't be named. Ahem.
Listen to? For Sake of Forward - Everything I've Known.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Firstly, no: "No Country For Old Men" is still nowhere near as good as "Michael Clayton" which was also released in 2007.
"The Star Chamber" (1983) starring Michael Douglas and Hal Holbrook starts off really well then ends up being totally shite. Not totally shite but very disappointing considering the premise is great and the title of the film itself grabs your attention. ...Okay, that's just me. I think the title is cool.
"Closer" on the hand (with Judd Law et all), is good but depressing. And also unrealistic as most people would surely not indulge in the details of sexual intercourse that much. Just bizarre.
The "classic" Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift is currently being read. Will let you all know what I think since you're dying for my opinion.
FSJ is back!
Wimbledon. No Nadal. Which means it is finally Djokovic's time. Step up and win, please.
I want to go watch "The Hangover".
"Pass driving test...please" is back on the agenda. Yes, I have an agenda.
And an hour of my time was consumed this evening on shaving for the first time in over two weeks. I blame a certain someone. She won't be named. Ahem.
Listen to? For Sake of Forward - Everything I've Known.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Friday, 19 June 2009
300
Aloha.
Exams are over. Finally.
I handed my books in today and even though we are all individually relieved to have finished school, we sure will miss the place. To some extent.
I've been living in my own mind for the past few weeks. Or months. Friendships have turned into shit. I'm not sure why. Books need to be read. Films need to be watched. Life needs to be lived.
The man in this photo is a bit of a "ledge".
I really don't have much else to say. I've been pretty reclusive lately. Not sure how long it will remain like this. Meh.
Listen to? Relient K - The One I'm Waiting For.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
Exams are over. Finally.
I handed my books in today and even though we are all individually relieved to have finished school, we sure will miss the place. To some extent.
I've been living in my own mind for the past few weeks. Or months. Friendships have turned into shit. I'm not sure why. Books need to be read. Films need to be watched. Life needs to be lived.
The man in this photo is a bit of a "ledge".I really don't have much else to say. I've been pretty reclusive lately. Not sure how long it will remain like this. Meh.
Listen to? Relient K - The One I'm Waiting For.
Wet dreams.
Emad.
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