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Due to domain shenanigans (now thankfully resolved) this site dropped off the internet for a couple of days. The site is now back, and now better than ever.

That last part is a lie, nothing has changed.

I'll be moving things over to Textdrive soon. Textdrive offer bloody fantastic packages; if you're looking for hosting, check them out.

Now for some stories.

Poxy slang

On G4TV, Cliff Bleszinski from Epic games said:

You know, Epic's known for Unreal, Unreal Tournament and you know we wanted to create a new IP, something that's a little bit darker, a little bit grittier.

I guess gamers really wanted some new intellectual property. This phrasing grates against my mind like a buzz-saw cutting through my cerebelum.

That, and the phrase “F-Bombs”. Here, I'm off to drop a few F-Bombs. Hey dude, did you hear Rage Against the Machines new hit “F-Bombs over Baghdad”?

The fact that someone used that phrase already makes me very upset. I think I'll dedicate my life to relaxing gun control in this country just so I can legally shoot myself.

Planning out the day

I decided to take it easy on Monday, as I was pretty certain that I only had two hours of client work to do. I started work at 17:30... I mean hey, with only two hours work to do, that still means I can be finished at 19:30, right?

I had been meaning to try out a TextDrive account, so I ordered one. I spent the next six hours testing it out, and getting the first stage of transferring this site over to it sorted.

At midnight, I get ready to do my two hours work. At five to six, I finish.

Whoops.

Old dude on the bus

On Sunday I was over in Des' house, and I managed to convince him to head into town for a kebab or two. At the end of the night, Des headed off to his bus stop and I headed off to mine.

My bus arrived, and I climbed upstairs to get a seat that someone of my stature can actually fit in.

A few stops later, a guy got on who sat in the seat in front of me. He wasn't smelling the best, so I opened my window so that my kebabs stay safely inside.

Two stops later, an old man got on. He moved to the seat behind me, and as he sat down he slammed the two windows above my head shut. Instantly I became this guys biggest fan.

The rest of the journey was uneventful. The old guy muttered a bit, and occasionally I could hear him say "shitbags". I assumed that he wasn't talking about me, so I ignored it as best I could.

As we came close to Lucan village, he stands up. He said in my ear "You fucking cunts!", and walked towards the stairs. As he was going down the stairs, he noticed two guys sitting beside the stairwell. They nodded at him, so he gave them the two fingers and got off the bus.