| holy forkin' shnit! |
[Apr. 16th, 2008|03:17 am] |
It's been a while since I've been here.
Truth be told, I actually forgot about it for a bit (already got a bebo and myspace rolling and recently got roped into facebook).
My minions I have not forgotten about you (in the last few seconds).
Normal service will resume shortly... |
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| My Halloween Movie Picks (2007 edition) |
[Oct. 29th, 2007|07:46 pm] |
I've done one of these for a few years now.
When thinking about this one I realised that they've been more or less the same, so I thought I'd try something different this year.
First of all I'm ditching the Top 10 concept.
Secondly since you can now embed Youtube videos here I'm going to include the theatrical trailers (if possible).
Finally I'm going to share what I'll be checking out, so you may (or may not) get an idea as to what I'm after for my Halloween "thrills".
Let's get this baby started...
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WRONG TURN
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"DOUBLE FEATURE"
THE BLAIR WITCH PROJECT and BLAIR WITCH 2: BOOK OF SHADOWS
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DAWN OF THE DEAD (REMAKE)
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THE CROW
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"DOUBLE FEATURE"
The Ring and The Ring 2
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THE HILLS HAVE EYES (REMAKE)
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FREDDY VS JASON
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"DOUBLE FEATURE"
Saw 3 and Saw 4
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WHITE NOISE
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TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE (REMAKE)
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SCREAM
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I hope (for whoever is still reading this...if anyone) that you find this version of my annual Halloween flick list better.
If I'm still doing this thing mext year I might stick to this method of doing it or go "old school" |
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| 3 years ago |
[Sep. 28th, 2007|05:16 pm] |
It was 3 years ago when I started this thing up.
It's insane when I think about it.
I was 21 now I'm 24
Boy time can fly.
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| a long day... |
[Jul. 26th, 2007|01:25 am] |
From about 8.30 till about 5.30(ish) on Wednesday I was at the hospital.
I was in one of those gown things for about 99% of it and for the final bit of my stay I was wearing goddamn paper underwear...or whatever the hell it was made out of.
I got my face hacked open to remove a cyst (which in my current display pic is just under the WWE title belt on the far right.
I've got a bunch of stitches at the moment, my face is sore and I feel kind of cruddy because of that.
Hell I only got feeling back in my face about an hour ago after it being frozen with this stuff I'm not even going to attempt to spell.
I was there from about 8.30, didn't go under the knife till about 3.
It was a pain in the arse, especially since I wasn't meant to drink or eat and I was like that since about 8/9 last night. It was also just incredibly boring, but some of the nurses there were uber purrty : ) |
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[Jul. 24th, 2007|07:37 pm] |
I'm 24, so I'm young and still don't have the complete experience of life yet.
There is one thing I think I've picked up on though, is that the weirdest things seem to happen when you least expect them.
Let's go back 1998 to get an idea where I'm coming from.
I was 15, I was in my third year of secondary/high school and I ended up in this music class.
Now up till that point my year was split up into about 6 groups of about 30 and that's the people that would be in all our classes.
This stops in third year and we're mixed up with the other groups and this music class was no exception. With the exception of about...well 1 the class was filled with decent people. Including a guy I became friends with (he's in the top row of my friends list), but I began talking with this girl in the class.
She was one of those people I just hit it off with straight away and we were pretty tight for a while. Until the obligitory (I think I spelled that right) teenage awkwardness kicked in and all of a sudden she was in my head pretty much 24/7. So someone who was friends with her as well offered to bring it up to see what her reaction was when they were talking one day.
Long story short, it didn't go well and she (at the time) had eyes on my cousin (which sparked a love triangle that would put Jack, Kate and Sawyer's to shame, hey I managed to get a Lost reference in :)
So there was awkwardness for a few weeks after this as I felt like a tool. But the guy from before cleared the air because he noticed this and everything was as good as new again.
The last time I saw or spoke to her was in 2001
...until a few weeks ago |
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| a video I made |
[Jul. 21st, 2007|09:09 pm] |
I've seen a bunch of Jack/Sawyer and Kate videos around youtube.
So I thought I'd throw my hat in the ring...
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| R.I.P. Chris Benoit and his wife and son |
[Jun. 26th, 2007|01:58 am] |
R.I.P. Chris Benoit and his family
I'm in complete shock.
I honestly can't think of anything to say.
My thoughts go to the Benoit family at this tragic time. |
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| The OC ain't got nothing on this |
[Jun. 21st, 2007|07:23 pm] |
A while back I had someone compare me to a character from The OC.
Now at the time I had never seen an episode of the show, so when this happened I checked a couple out on that On Demand thing on Virgin Central.
As I stated before, the show ain't that bad and I can see why people dig it.
However, when watching I just constantly saw it as a piss poor version of:
Now that's a show I liked, it was one of my few "guilty pleasures". |
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| no hidden meanings listed fuckstick |
[May. 26th, 2007|09:33 pm] |
I ain't hiding anything, I'll put all my cards on the table so to speak.
I've been told that I have (at times) an askewed view of things and life in general.
Since when was that a bad thing?
I mean it'll obviously rub some people the wrong way, but it certainly beats being one of the masses who doesn't say what they think and all like the same god damn thing.
Everybody around me goes loopy when the summer gets here and I just don't bloody get it. First of all, if hell freezes over you go on holiday and have a good time, then you're pissed off/upset about having to go back to your usual existance. I'd rather just cut out the middle and not go anywhere, I get pissed off everytime I come back.
We (in Scotland) have piss poor weather every single year, we had nothing but rain and gale force winds from about July to September (with the odd quiet day every few weeks). It just pissed me off and made me realise that I am and always will be a winter guy.
Hell when the weather is shitty then you just accept it as part of the package and you don't have to suffer from hayfever.
I even hate these light nights we have, it just buggers up my "body clock" for the entire day regardless of whether I'm busy or doing nothing. So that in turn results in many, many sleepless nights.
Then in the UK summertime = reality TV time.
Even if you don't watch much TV, our papers, magazines, radios and websites are filled with the latest "gossip" that quite honestly very few people give a crap about in the first place.
On top of that you have movies that are all bang, but 99.9% of the time they have absolutely nothing to them. The only big blockbuster I've seen from last year was Pirates...2.
This year we're getting Transformers...do we really need it? Mind you, I'd rather sit through that than see the big screen version of The Sims (which is happening and I wish I was joking).
Now onto wrestling (bet you saw my profile and never would've guessed that I'm a wrestling fan).
Back in the day the WWE (then WWF) would run 4 PPVs a year (Royal Rumble, Wrestlemania, Summerslam and Survivor Series).
This changed around 1995-96 when they started having 1 PPV a month, which would (obviously) lead to 12 per year.
They changed it again as some months will have 2 PPVs to it's name.
There was a PPV on last week (Judgment Day)
There is a PPV on next week (One Night Stand)
and another one about 2 weeks after that (Vengeance)
It would help if they were all of at least decent quality, but that honestly hasn't been the case. Some of the shows have good matches on them, just to have it let down by something utterly piss poor.
I'd rather see someone like Matt Hardy than having to sit through a 2 hour show pretty much dedicated to Bobby Lashley.
Anyway, that's (at least part of) my annual "I hate summer" rant over. If you stayed for the whole thing then my hat is off to you, even though I'm not wearing one.
Rock and roll.
p.s. - this thing is nearly 3 years old, how time flies... |
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| the end is here |
[May. 25th, 2007|03:55 am] |
It's been a while I know, but bear with me.
Those that know me well know that I don't go out all the time.
Don't get me wrong, I do like going out and doing "my thing" but at the same time I do enjoy quiet nights in.
Now as you may or may not know I'm an avid movie "buff" or "geek". In fact I'm the go to guy when someone in my family will want to know something.
Though I watch a lot of movies, I don't watch much in the way of TV.
I used to watch Simpsons, but I lost the channel that was on.
Beyond that the only regular thing I watch is WWE and even then that's becoming tough, due to piss poor creative stuff about 99% of the time.
That was until last year, during my exams/study leave at university I thought I'd treat myself to the season 1 boxset of Lost which I found on sale.
I've been hooked on that damn show ever since I fired up the first disc and the first episode.
That doesn't happen to me, a show usually has to win me over and that rarely happens and that's why I don't watch much in the way of TV.
It's 03.55am on Friday, May 25th 2007 as I write this.
I've just seen the season 3 finale of Lost and that's it until at least February 2008.
I've got a load of freetime on my hands now...
...son of a bitch...
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| I'm now 24 |
[Mar. 22nd, 2007|11:04 pm] |
Why do I have to get old!?!?!?!?
I thought I had a deal going with god, let the others get old but not me!
I'm Steve, I'm cute and loveable! |
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| oh the pain of it all... |
[Mar. 12th, 2007|01:30 am] |
Rejection from a member of the opposite sex, we've all been there at least once in our lives...however I think I've been there a bit more than most people.
Here is a list of everything I've been told:
1. I like you as a friend.
2. I'd rather french kiss a car battery.
3. I'm seeing someone.
4. I like you as a friend, but I like your cousin.
5. --- suicide attempt ---
6. I'm a lesbian
7. I think I like girls now
8. Take off your Halloween costume
9. What do you mean that's not a costume?
10. --- commited to mental institution ---
11. HELP!
12. It's not you, it's me.
13. You're too young
14. I'm joining a cult that forbids any of these kinds of activiites.
15. I'm going to be abducted by aliens tonight.
16. I like you as a friend.
17. I'm leaving the country.
18. I'm having a sex change operation
19. I like you as a friend.
20. Lost is on, I've got to go
21. As long as you're up for having a three way with me and my dog.
22. I died months ago, I'm actually a ghost
23. I'm waiting for "insert random guy name" to become single.
24. I thought you were gay
25. I've seen someone out of pity already this year |
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| I walk alone |
[Feb. 17th, 2007|09:45 pm] |
I'm having one of those shitty days where I'm feeling sorry for myself and feeling generally bummed out.
Why? I don't know
I just am and it friggin' sucks.
While I'm here just a lil' reminder that I'm 24 next month...so I'm expecting cards, money and/or gifts.
:) |
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| what to write about |
[Feb. 12th, 2007|10:00 pm] |
| [ | music |
| | Kevin Smith - SModcast #2 | ] |
To be honest I can't think of jackshit to write about.
I honestly can't...
Yet I'm still typing...
and you might still be reading...
it's a sad day :( |
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| it's a weird thing |
[Jan. 27th, 2007|07:15 pm] |
It's weird, it seems like every year around this time I always seem to be looking back at the stuff I've done in my life.
Back in 2001 I finished secondary/high school, I turned 18 about 2-3 months before that last day. School sucked a majority of the time, when the occasional good thing happened it usually was followed by a load of random and worthless shit.
The last day was a laugh though, it was just one of those genuinely good days from top to bottom. But I was glad to an extent that I was leaving that place.
Now I knew I had exams to do, but there was something constantly looming over all of that though.
That August/September I was moving on to new territory, I was going on to college and to say that I found the thought a bit intimidating would be an understatement.
So it was time to start college, I went in and "did my thing" and successfully finished my first year there.
It was now June, I was 19 and I had just had my last class for that year. Now something weird started happening, I found my "groove" what I was doing there felt (for lack of a better term) natural.
So August rolled round, it was time for my second year to begin.
I walked into the building, then waited outside the class I was meant to be in.
This guy came up to me and asked if this was the right room, I told him it was and we both introduced ourselves (nearly 5 years have passed and we're still pretty "tight"). There were a lot of people there that first day, but it was cool though. I looked around at the people there, again little did I know that I'd still be in contact with another person there nearly 5 years later.
A month or so later, along with a lecturer switch (we'd end up getting one of the most decent bastards I've ever met as a lecturer) and little did I know that do this day, the best 2 years of my life were in progress. Which would involve a lecturer and his CIA"esque" stories, filming a bunch of dancer/drama students, on location sound recording and generally have a bloody good time.
August 2003 rolled round (I was now 20), we all went in and it seemed more like a "reunion" than college started again, hell I'll go one further and actually say that I was somewhat looking forward to all starting again.
We all put that behind us in June 2004, the general feeling among the people I keep in contact with is that we miss it.
It's now 2007.
I'll be 24 in 2 months.
They say that "you can never go home again"
...just watch me. |
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| Big Brother auditions part 6 - what happened? |
[Jan. 23rd, 2007|07:05 pm] |
So it was time for us to move onto the main area where every single one of us would be judged by whatever it is they were hunting for, I've never felt like such a whore in my life I mean I was just standing there doing my "thang" will in the back of my mind I was saying "pick me dammit, you know it makes sense".
So first thing was first, we were asked if any of us would be willing to lie down. Within a milisecond a guy walked forward, he was told to fall down in any position...and he did so.
As a group we were to go from person to person telling him to move one body part at a time, the goal was to gradually get him back to his feet with the minimal amount of moves possible.
So we did that, it didn't last too long.
Next task, we were to go into pairs and we were to get to know each other within a 2 minute timeframe. We would then tell the others what we learned about that person and vice versa.
So I look around for some poor bastard to put up with me, then I hear:
"hiya"
I turn round and there was that picture perfect woman/girl/chick I was talking about in the pervious entry, with a leg melting Irish accent (which I don't usually go for).
"do you want to pair up?"
I was like "rock and roll".
So we walked away a bit where it was quieter (by a tiny bit). I find out that her name is Mick(ey), she was from Ireland and she was 19.
She asks me some things, though she was like "what to I ask?" but I eventually asked her if she's going to college or anything like that.
She straight out tells me that she ran away from home when she was 17 and was there to meet new people, she asks whether I had a girlfriend...and this is where I think I dropped the ball. I said "no" (which is true) it wasn't till later when somebody told me that I should've been like "How you doin'?" (Friends and Joey fans will get that), or at least have seen if she was single or not.
I dropped the ball again when she asks me where I go when I go out.
Ok, I've been a border line hermit this year but for fucks sake I could've slyly asked her where she goes and what not. So as you can gather I was so not on the ball that the ball was a dot in the distance. Hell when the time was up my initial thought was "that could've went better on my end".
Anyway, so the time ran out for this little task and we all went up in our pairs to try and sell each other as much as possible. We were last and we went up and did our thing, it went as well as it could've to be honest. Though I did think of some other stuff I could've plugged in when we were done.
Next up we were told to line up as the two "judges" pulled out an envelope, she told us that there would be some form of description on a piece of card.
The description was "intimidating".
We were then to put ourselves in order with regards to how intimidating we think we are. I ended up going right at the bottom, so in this case I was the least intimidating (I was standing with the "heavy" gay guy...again). When we were done doing that, I was pulled out of the line to give my thoughts on the final order we decided on and I was asked to give my honest opinion. There were two random guys in the group that were pretty tall looking (might've been due to the boots they were wearing) and I mentioned I might've put those two guys nearer the top (going strictly on first impressions). They laughed (in a good way) and seemed somewhat complimented on what I just said, one of the guys said pretty much the same thing about me and also the fact that I was rocking my goatee (had a good shave the night before, so that's all that was there).
So I went back into line and we were given another card/description.
This time we were to judge how "weird" we were.
I've went through a lot of my life (not so much recently) being told I was weird by other people due to my interests and the way I dressed. So with that there was little hesitation in putting me at the top, as soon as I know it the "heavy" gay guy is standing next to me...again!.
After that we were told we could take a brief break to talk amongst ourselves as the two "judges" walked away a bit and started chatting. To be honest I didn't know what the hell was going on at this stage, it was me, the "heavy" gay guy, the "picture perfect" chick and one or two other people standing. We eventually joined a circle as the others wanted to play a random game, then someone suggested we all sing a song...which eventually ended up being "Don't Stop Me Now" (or whatever the song is called) by Queen (it's recently been used in some TV adverts and the movie Shaun of The Dead).
To be honest I only knew about 1 or 2 lines from it, so I was somewhat lost as I randomly mouthed some words through out the rest of the song.
Moments later we were then asked to line up again, there was this kind of "this is it" kind of vibe in the air.
We were thanked for taking the time to come to the auditions, we were told that not all of us would be picked. We were asked to extent one of our arms, the people getting through to the next stage were given a stamp on the hand.
Did I get a stamp?
Did I get through to the next stage?
...no...
So that was it, only three people out of the many in our group (probably about 15 give or take). The "picture perfect" chick never made it, either did the "heavy" gay guy, so I grabbed my jacket pulled it on and looked about.
Have you ever had one of those realisations that hits you right on the spot?
I realised nothing would've happened with that "picture perfect" chick, but for fuck sake man ...I'll never know for definite and that's the kind of bullshit that eats me up more than anything. I'd rather be told to burn in hell than not know something and that's the honest truth.
Anyway, there were a lot of people leaving now and I lost her in the crowd and I left with a big "?" hanging over my head.
I have been to the SECC on 5 different occasions, each one of those times the arena was packed in literally every area. This time it was really quiet in comparison, so I had a slow walk out of the building as I took everything in and reflected on the morning that was and could've been.
After buying a drink and making a phone call, my dad was waiting for me outside (to take me home). I still didn't rush though, I'm one of those guys that likes to take everything in and I was doing that to the upmost, I even wandered into an onsite newsagent as I was using this as a sort of "clear my head" time.
I eventually made my way out and I was gone after a few minutes.
The night before I clocked in something like 5 hours of sleep (I usually need at least 7), however something weird happened on the way home. I felt completely energised, I was bummed out a bit about the "picture perfect" chick but I was completely amped up. It was like that morning gave me a shot of life or something, it's hard to explain.
But it was something I have only felt like 3 times since 2004.
Looking back on it (which is why I've been doing these overly long entries) it was a great morning and it was a good laugh. Would I go back and do it again? yeah, I definitely would.
Do I have a few things I would've done differently?
Yeah, the "picture perfect" chick is out of my life like a bat out of hell but at least I met her. I would've been more "on the ball" the entire morning and would definitely made sure that the "heavy" gay guy would've been to the other side of me or something during the games we played so I would've had more time with her.
I mean I got the idea to do this around the middle of last year. I went and did it though, it's better than having one big regret by not doing it.
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