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| Wednesday, September 13th, 2006 | | 9:52 pm |
A Light Romance.
It seems I never update this thing anymore. Its not that I don't enjoy writing, or that I don't care - its more that I've realised I care about other things more. I went to New York with my brother in June, and had an incredible time. Saw so much in two weeks, but found that the place wore me down; I was glad to come home. Pete and I were closer too, it was really ace to spend two weeks with him & we didn't argue once, save a slight spat on the subway on the last day. I've also been working on my dissertation and projects for next year. Not as hard as I'd have liked, but you simply can't get your own way all the time. I'm very conscious that this post might seem morose, so I shaln't dwell. Suffice to say that yes, I met a girl whom I liked very much. We had the best of times together. She was beautiful, funny, witty, intelligent & I felt at home. I'm using the past tense because for the past week she's been 'sorting out what she wanted' & we spoke yesterday & agreed that it can't work if one of us isn't 100% into the relationship. So, we parted company, and I miss her. I shaln't be updating for a while. I have an incredible oppourtunity to spend next year in Chicago with a workmate, working in the Apple store; but it might not go ahead. I need to work out what's appropriate for me to do, and where exactly my head's at. So I shall see you around... comments please; they don't have to be polite, just what you think. | | Sunday, June 11th, 2006 | | 10:20 am |
Never Saw It Ending Like This...
New York. Awesome! Decided to wake up stupidly early on saturday morning, so that we could get to Heathrow and not be really late. Mum and Dad drove us there, which was really nice of them. Had a funny night in the hostel... but my credit is running out - so I'll have to embelish later! Hopefully going to a Gospel Church in a bit... Awesome :] I shall speak to you all again soon. Harlem is wonderful - people are so friendly. And last night, got drunk and stoned on a rooftop in downtown Manhatten. Woot! Current Mood:  excited | | Monday, June 5th, 2006 | | 3:44 pm |
Hey; don't falter...
I have just been overcome with the strongest desire to post. So have decided to run with it and see where it goes. Well, where better place to start than the weekend? I worked, but realised while I was slaving away that I actually really like my job; and the people I work with really make it intersting. We all get along pretty well, Chris even came in (on his day off) to drop off 2 boxes of Millies cookies to celebrate his birthday - yum. Other than work, nothing much has happened. I have done very little, in order to contrast the months previous where I worked loads. Hence, I have been playing Super Probotector and Starfox, just to bring back those memories. And drinking. Not alone I might add; that would just be sad. Oh, also went to church on sunday... but rather annoyingly I legged it startight after rather than hang around and talk to people. I really should make more of an effort to make some friends there. Speaking of friends, its quite an abrupt end to 38 Bowood. I'm going tomorrow morning, Will's heading off on the 8th / 9th to spend the summer in London & Greg's hanging around for a while, but not too long. So there we go. I'm not going to pretend that it won't be a shame that we aren't sticking around in the same house for the whole time, but it'll be like the first year again. In any case, Mel and I aren't living together but we're still really good friends. I don't know. Its just moving rooms; you know what its like. At least leaving this room will be a lot easier than moving out of the box room; there are less memories here, because I've been too busy to really get 100% settled, hardly feels like I've been in here for a year at all. Less still does it feel like 4 years since I started. But thats where I'm going to leave that thought; I still have 1 year left. What a year though, this is where I do all my work for my degree; I'm gonna be so busy (not to mention trying to sort out just what I'll be doing with myself. Not long until my trip with Pete though, just 5 days. Am very excited! | | Wednesday, May 31st, 2006 | | 10:39 pm |
An Imposter!
Everybody has an evil twin. Some people have more than one. This is true of me; I have a twin from the orient (ask my housemates) and now it would seem a UK-White ethnic duplicate. Only he's pudgy.   These were taken by Badger in secret at work. What does your evil twin look like? Current Mood:  tired | | Thursday, May 18th, 2006 | | 11:53 pm |
Don't Wake ME; I Plan On Sleeping In
As Mel will happily testify, I get stressed sometimes. Reeeeeeeeeally stressed. Thankfully however, my nose is running far too much for me to get too wound up right now. Speaking of which, Can't believe I've got a cold in May. How rubbish. So yeah, you're all probably dying to know how it's going. Well, at the minute nothing's going anywhere other than design-wise. All today I have been preparing boards & CD layouts for the CSD design awards. I'm stoked that I'll be entering, and I'm very excited about presenting to Russell Hobbs on Monday. But... I'm worried that I'll not be 'good enough'. Its a silly thing to be worried about. Totally. I'm good at this; not in an arrogant way. I know I can draw, and I believe in my ideas & designs. But... I don't know. I got a letter from Astracast a couple of days ago letting me know that my application for the Student Internship wasn't successful, and it was a 'feet on the ground' moment. As in, I realised that I'll soon be doing this for real and competing for a job. A sobering thought. So yeah, all I can do is try my best, enter and see what God has planned for me. After all; when you give your life to Christ it's his plan for your life that matters! In other news, I got a pang of lonliness a couple of days ago; nothing major, just an 'everybody else is loved-up, why can't I be?' thought. Of course, I realise that not everybody is loved-up. But today I did seriously consider spending £13 for a month's subscription to the friend's reunited internet dating agency. You know you need to go out more when you consider a girl-catalogue. Haha! Some of the girls are pretty though - but if I met someone through it, my brother (and my friends) would be merciless! Oh man. So much to do, but so little time to do it in. My heart's doing about 130 bpm at the min too. Can't work out if its the caffene, cold or paracetemol. My eyes are tired, but I can't sleep. Roll on Summer... I could do with a rest. bah! Current Mood: tired | | Wednesday, May 17th, 2006 | | 3:23 pm |
Mind Map
You know, I actually feel good right now! I'm going to make the most of this... Current Mood: good | | Tuesday, May 16th, 2006 | | 4:08 pm |
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Well. Here I am at uni, waiting for my CAD files to be moved. b o r i n g . . . So I decided to update. Its roasting in this 'computer suite'; more like some horrid windows-powered oven. Bah. I just got back from Tescos, getting tonight's tea. I do love walking around Tesco... in fact any supermarket; I'm a proper nerd in that respect - I love to do food shopping. Although I also picked up a copy of the Independant (nothing too unusual there... Seems I'm exposing my 'lefty' side). Front cover is a big story about the plight of AIDS in africa. I feel so powerless sometimes. So disheartened. So I think I'll have a drink tonight. Get some beers in. Go Team. I don't need another map of your head More CAD. Stat. Current Mood:  depressed | | Saturday, May 13th, 2006 | | 12:47 am |
Tired.
Now I think, I shall try and catch some zed's. Went to the park earlier, met up with James and Bronwen and did some sketching & talking. Was a lot of fun, and have even done some work today too. Whoot whoot. Oh man, I really need to work out where my head's at. night night. | | Friday, May 12th, 2006 | | 12:42 pm |
Think I should Update.
Well, the weather so far has been excellent. Last night, I spent a rather clement evening playing Super Probotector with Will, and we ate a whole box of Rocket Lollies. mmmmmmm. Also had a really awesome lunch with Mel and Anna, reminding me of sixth form for some odd reason. Mel had to leg it to her poster session, (which I hope went well) so Anna and I stayed around and chatted a bit. Was nice, although I got some mild sunburn on my arms. Harumph. Also the injury I sustained last friday looks gross now, as the scab is coming off. In little flakes. Like All Bran. Actually, that was pretty funny; as I was booking my tickets to New York I had to apologise to Chris, because I was leaving little scabby flakes on his desk... Found a hotel in NY called "the Dexter House", how much do I want to stay there? Can't though, as its too expensive. Will probably end up staying in "Jazz on Harlem", because its only £200 for two weeks! whoot. So yeah, design. Its not that I haven't done any work for this project, far from it. More that I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing. I can't think of any professional sources to contact, so I'm forced to pore over journals and books. Good, but not a particularly ground-breaking research technique. At least I have a topic thats pretty rich though. Also, the weather is good at the minute. Which means the motivation is bad. Was invited to a drink on saturday by Bronwen & pals, and have accepted. I finish work quite late, but it'll be nice to have a quiet drink rather than a full-out party (que awkward memories) so will probably not make it to Pop Tarts. Sorry 'Huey Lewis', Sorry 'The News', there'll be no 'Power Of Love' danced to by me on Saturday. Besides, I've got work on Sunday morning. Still, thats not stopped me before. Perhaps getting slaughtered again would be the proper thing to do? After all, I do seem to have picked up that reputation... :-S Anyway, its better to have the reputation of an insatiable party-animal, than that of an awkward, shy, 'nice', weirdo. Not that I have that reputation either. At least, I'm hoping not... Think I need another cup of Tea. Solves all ills, motivates and refreshes. Wow, what a tag line; I'd buy it. Oh wait, I already do. I've done all my laundry. I'm such a dork - I look forward to nice days so I can dry my clothes on the line; they end up a lot fresher than drying them on the clothes horse :] Plus, I can get the sand stain out of my white shorts. Man, can you tell that I've totally not written what I was expecting to? Or that I forgot? No. What I meant to talk about before the sunshine rudely interrupted was my funny dream last night which seems to (rather irritatingly) have killed my muse. It was set in a weird mix of Cromer, Sheffield, London, Hinckley and Blackpool, starred Gordon, Nigel, Peter, Mel, Mum and an assortment of my friends from 6th form. Basically, I found a shop that sold huge 10 gallon bottles of beer & spirits for about £10 each, drank lots and staggered around the back streets in a drunked daze where I bumped into my tutors who were having a night out. I pretended not to notice them, but Gordon helped me up and Nigel said "we'd better get him to a taxi". So, all of us walked down this alleyway, which was framed with old buildings from the victorian period, and old gas lamps. As we walked down this dark alley, the lights ahead started to go out, and the street ahead was enveloped in an inky-blackness. We went the other way and I got a taxi. It took me along the tram lines, but we fell off because they banked to 90 degrees around a turn. When I got home, Mum was furious, and gave me a bollocking about the tram, getting pissed and not doing any work. Insensed, I let her have it, and when she was crying I stormed out of the house & woke up. So yeah, Last night coupled with the last week or so has left me wondering exactly how I feel. I can't for the life of me work it out. | | Saturday, May 6th, 2006 | | 9:34 am |
This is a little naughty
I'm currently updating at work, because it's a little slack right now & I'm on the till. whoot. Last night was ok - lush to see mel & co, with my bro... but less cool in other respects. I must go now, to earn some keep. Current Mood:  cranky | | Tuesday, April 18th, 2006 | | 5:34 pm |
You know when I'm procrastinating when...
All my laundry is done. Its rare that I ever get this stuck, and that my motivation ever plumbs these depths. But yet again, I have failed to stop doing stuff that's not design related. For example, this morning I have gone to the supermarket, done all my laundry, changed my bedclothes, tidied my room, done the washing up and looked at interesting stuff online. Nothing to do with design, or my course :-/ Think I need to get myself motivated; although how is the question. My muse seems to have taken a hiatus. Also, my dream last night hasn't helped. It was loosely some sort of crappy drama, where a family ended up suing me and my friends for £1500. I'd saved up the money to pay them off, because they needed it more than any of us did. In the end, they lost the case, even though they were in the wrong. They needed to stump up £3000, but I persuaded the judge to knock that down to the original £1500, and unbeknown to my friends, I gave the family my own £1500. This crippled me financially, but the family were so over then moon that they introduced me to their daughter; and we promptly fell in love, got married and had a baby son. After all this had happened, I was at uni watching a design film in the dark. Peter kaye opened the door, he was silhouetted against the light pouring in looking haggared, old and decrepit. "Oh hello Peter" I said, and to which he replied: "Ah. I'm glad you recognised me. My office, if you please Mr. Dexter". So, I head out into the corridor and turn left into the foyer of his office. "I'm not impressed with your performance Mr. Dexter. As you can see from this sketch work, it is clearly the work of a childish mentality; I suggest you improve your performance, else you shall be struck from the University register". The work on the wll he pointed to was a spider-diagram, with very plain text and a red font at the centre. Quite clearly not my work, I was suprised, but accepted the criticism anyway. I was left standing, shellshocked while he walked into his office. I thought he'd gone to get something else to show me, so stayed put. He took his time, so I turned my attention to the bookshelf and picked up a purple and white book on Picasso. When Peter returned from his office carrying an armful of books, he barks "what are you still doing here Mr. Dexter?". Abashed, I ask if I can borrow the book on Picasso. "Well, the books on artists are usually reserved for talented students. But on this occasion, I suppose we can make an exception to such a desparate case." Peter sneers. And I wake up. The first part of my dream was good; I fell in love, and the girl was beautiful. Can't remember her face very well, but she was short, with black curly hair, an athletic body and an incredible smile. She loved me, and I remember feeling wanted by someone. Not just loved, or missed, but they wanted to be around me. I could feel love, and in my dream I was so happy I could have burst. So I went from the high of being in love, to the low of being told I was nothing, by someone who was supposed to be helping me; in a discipline that I love and aspire to be good at. I'm so tired. I could fall asleep now, and its only ten past six. I feel a bit lonely. I wish I really had met a short, beautiful, black-haired girl. Ho Hum. Current Mood: tired | | Friday, April 14th, 2006 | | 1:03 pm |
bah
Mel, I have just been trying to set up a photo of my new hairdoo. But, it seems photobucket doesn't want to upload my photo. So you'll have to wait a little longer I'm afraid... :] Current Mood: tired | | Thursday, April 13th, 2006 | | 3:51 pm |
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Play Back This Tape.
I had a very odd dream last night. I was a soldier, stuck on an island that looked a little bit like the film Tron and King Kong's island combined. I had to escort some of my friends, and some ladies that I'd never met before across it, and the reason for this escapes me now. I can remember the uniform that I had to wear, the body armour and the gun I had. All my friends who were soldiers had the same equipment. I remember that I had to cultivate giant mushrooms to bring more people into the island... they were actually portals for crossing space you see; not just funghi. I also had to call massive coconuts into existance, because they could generate red lightning that knocked out the massive Kong gorrillas. The landscape was covered in leafy jungle, but only on the top surface; the sides of the island were sheer faces that were just red. So, occasionally I had to run away from the Kong Gorillas, jump through small squares, hide, shoot stuff, cultivate mushrooms (that were sometimes green - this was very lucky a couple of times, as green giant mushrooms are more powerful), grow giant coconuts and shot red lightning. Roughly half way through the dream, my radio crackled and told me that I had to collect samples of stuff for scientific analysis, which I did... whilst still having to run from the gorrillas. At the end of the dream, we were all to be airlifted from the island. So, after I had seen all my commerades were safely on board I waited with one of the ladies (that I had grown close to) for our transport. Of course, the people in command assumed that we were all airborne, so they called in war planes to strafe the island. When I saw the planes on the horizon I knew what was coming, so I jumped in front of this lady; just in time to catch all the needle-sharp bullets in my chest. Turns out that there was no transport for me; my commerades had left a jetpack that in the confusion I had not seen. So, wounded and hurting, I pulled on this jetpack; took hold of the girl and flew away. On the landing strip some miles away we touched down, and she gently removed my armour. All the bullets were lodged in, & the inch-long, razor sharp tips stuck all the way through, so as she pulled then I could see & feel them come out of my chest. I lay on my back, on the runway in pain. But she put her arms around me, and told me that it would be all right. She kissed me, and rather annoyingly thats when my alarm went off. Immediatlely after I felt pretty lonely. But its ok, because the sun is shining and I've done some work at uni for my kettle. Not as much as I'd have liked, but the novelty of not being so stressed and having a couple of days off has kinda taken over. I also got a Cinema 4D tutorial book through the post, but it's way too arty-farty so I've returned it in favour of a tutorial DVD (at twice the price... :-S) that actually looks exactly what I need. I'm tired. But I have to work... the Salton presentation is only about 2 weeks away... eep. Current Mood: tired | | Thursday, March 30th, 2006 | | 5:36 pm |
| | Tuesday, March 28th, 2006 | | 10:25 am |
ahh.
Just a spot of CAD today, then I can go home and work on my presentation. Thank goodness for Keynote. So the strike today... I was bought up with a slightly socialist mum, and a conservative dad. So I have mixed views about this whole strike business. On the one hand, I can see the point of the strikee's in as much that they signed agreements to have lower pay, but an index-linked state pension to look forward to at the age of 60. Now Mr. Prescott has decided to nullify this agreement and make them work until 65. However, is Industrial Action the way forward? Does it really benefit the elderly who won't have care assistants today, or the kids in school? On the other hand, is it such a big deal to not have these things on the one day that these people fight for what they agreed to? Not to mention the fact that the government has already had to bow to the Civil Service, who still retire at 60, and the Police; whom many of which are eligable for retirement at 55. Don't get me wrong; I don't mean to belittle these people's jobs or service. Just seems like the government have not been able to pick on these sectors so have gone after the lowest paid group. Hmm. It's a lot more tricky when you look into it. Think I might pick up a copy of the independent today to have a read. Current Mood: tired | | 2:13 am |
Every Kettle Needs A Logo
I decided to share the artwork that I have created for my latest project. I've spent most of this project looking to nature, and Japan for inspiration. Ancient Japanese arcitecture, and trees (domestic, Oak, Birch but also Canadian Maple) and I'm proud of my results...  Current Mood: tired | | Thursday, March 9th, 2006 | | 4:51 pm |
I am not dead.
This is an entry to let you all know that I am alive and well, nothing bad's happened and the reason I've not updated in aaages is because Bulldog broadband sucks. Totally. I don't care if other people in Sheffield have had no problems, and I don't care what the Bulldog propaganda says. I spuradically get about 10 mins of internet a day back home. Needless to say, I'm not at home right now; I'm in one of the computer labs at uni doing some CAD renderings for tomorrow's tutorial, because I need to show what my Kettle's going to look like. Which leads me neatly on to... my project. It's going really well so far, and the Slaton guy (the company thats sponsoring this project) was impressed with the idea. So who knows, I may even get something out of this project other than a good mark :-D Anyway, I basically have to design a more economically sound kettle, or, one that just boils the ammount of water that you require, rather than the whole lot at once. Lots of market research has been done, and it would seem that most people just fill the kettle regardless of how much they need. So the tree-hugger in me thinks that this project rocks :] Lent. Wow. 40 days and 40 nights seems so long when you can't eat meat... Thats what I've given up anyway. As well as; sex (not really a problem at the min, since I'm single), wanking (again not a problem because I don't really do that), kissing (more of a problem...) and anything associated with being a couple. Some might ask why, and to the people who do I say: "there's no point in doing things by half measures. I'd rather give something up that's actually a test and not something clice like chocolate." In any case, the reason I'm doing this is because Jesus gave up food and water for 40 days and 40 nights. So I'm sure I can survive on Quorn and being single until Easter. Its also good to know that you've got the self control to give something up totally for 40 days and nights consistently. Anyway. I went home for the weekend to see my brother and parents... had an awesome time going back, not least because I met up with some friends too. Like Deb and Fran. Although the low point was definatly going for a drink in Nuneaton, what a dump! Right, I must get back to it. Although my iPod's battery just died; so the only noise to keep my company is the whirr of 40 computer fans... spooky Current Mood: tired | | Tuesday, February 14th, 2006 | | 2:37 pm |
meow meow meow
Some of you may be wondering about the title. Well, you know when you have a song stuck in your head, and all you can do it let it repeat, well the same is happening to me, only its a noise from mariokart... haha! anyway. Valentines, again. Usually I'm horribly morose by this point in the day, listening to incredibly sad music and basically feeling sorry for myself. However, this year is different! I sent a card (and although haven't got a reply yet, am still stoked), the sun is out, I have done some lovely sketches, am going for a drink tonight, and am just feeling good. Still listening to morose music though; a heady mix of finch and abba... mmm :] Last night, I went to see a film with Anna and Ian. Actually, Ian didn't invite me; Anna did. It was awesome to catch up with her, not least because she's absolutely awesome, but because I didn't think I could stand a chance, as it happens, I reckon I do :] aanyway, had a good time, I know Ian's definatly got something against me & Anna, and I'm not just being paranoid. But, in any case I'll just have to see if A.) Anna gets the card, and B.) what she thinks. We shall see. I'm not holding my breath, because I'd rather not be let down. On Saturday night I went to Chris's house party. It was a lot of fun, not least because Christopher was battered, but also because I met lots of new people, and saw a lot of old chums. Chris's old housemates. I was gutted that I had to leave early, but had a lot on Sunday. Also couldn't make it to the pub quiz on sunday either, which I was gutted about, because I would have got to hang out with chris & his old housemates. Ah Well. Right, I have to do more work - this post is a bit dis-jointed, and a little poorly written, but hey ho :] Ta Ta chaps. Current Mood: excited | | Tuesday, January 10th, 2006 | | 12:12 am |
d'oh, I do hate being right about stuff sometimes
So yeah, it seems I had a bad feeling for the right reason. Although, if I'm being honest then I do agree with Kim, there didn't seem to be that extra little something to keep it together. Still sucks though; I really like(d) her. Anyway. I'm far too tired to think about it right now, and my too-long stubble itches loads - was going to the gym tonight, but Kim called round instead. Will stayed up and we watched a film; think he could tell that I was a bit more cut than I was letting on! Still, we watched 'Guess Who' and smashed stuff up with a plunger, then farted on Emma's hamster so it wasn't a totally wasted evening :) Right now though, I'm about to crawl into bed to get up tomorrow and work on my fabulous gutter-clearer. Not the sexiest project ever, but the one's that win the bread seldom are. Good night... oh, and this really picked me up... Current Mood: tired |
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