Well I found my archive page, so that link should be working now. It is however hideously ugly, and the wrong way round. I also fear that I may not be able to recover snippets and spam without hosting blogs at different addresses under the same name, which seems a tad cheeky.

Well that's just great. I missed the eviction. Guess I'd better start crying into my pillow.

Elevator lady [4x]
Lady levitate me

If all in all is true [3x]
If all is true
Won't you please fawn over me [4x]

Not a great deal happened to me this afternoon. On the other hand, I did watch Amélie, a film whose pleasantry quite overcame me. So that was nice. In attempting to get that link for you, I type in "imbd" instead of "imdb" which resulted in one of those arbitrary pretend search engine things. I wonder if anyone ever uses them. I for one always prefer to move on to the site I wanted to begin with. Nina walked past our window today, as is her wont. Either she was less observant than usual, or in a bad mood because she did not respond to my hailing (gesticulatory). Hopefully it is the former :/

Disappointed to find no TotP2 today; some rubbish about horse-racing instead, that most tedious of betting opportunities. Neither was TotP proper particularly inspring. Today was Colin and Edith's TotP debut. They were just as non-entitytastic as anyone else ever is. Something about TotP-hosting brings out the tediously vapid in people I think. Ginuwine stroked his ego thusly: "Say we love you Ginuwine." I heard no response from anyone other than the backing singers - serves the tedious goit right. We are now to call Emma Bunton "Emma" it would seem. Sorry everyone else called Emma, you may soon have to preface your names with the indefinite article. You don't mind do you? Oddly, her new single is basically a Bond theme tune. I suppose it must have been deliberate, for she had a dress that looked like Ursula Andress's bikini. For the record, now is I suppose the appropriate juncture at which to state that I'm not sure that Halle Berry is particularly attractive. More than Lucy Liu at least. Okay - S-club. Who splits up after four years?

I've been reading my new toy, A New Eusebius today, and I thought I would note down some things that arrested my attention. Firstly a persistent belief in the Sibyl among many early Christians, whoever she might be. Some controversy on the ability of a person to repent; some maintained that there was only one repenetance, and that was at baptism. It also seems that Justin, a church father according to earlychristianwriting.com's indexing system advocated the worship of angels. These are things that I feel I should take a look at at some point. Also, a timely reminder of the precedent of Christian behaviour.

The format of the Big Brother Page at Channel 4 sucks. I am now very accustomed to scrolling my way through dense thickets of pure text, and I am sure that BB nerds can do likewise. On the other hand, four line headlines and a link saying "read more..." are not my tasse tee. Been doing accumulated paperwork this morning. In fact, I shall get back to it before I get too distracted through the miracle of the information mega-dirt-track.

In addition some residents will be disregarded when assessing discount entitlement. Please indicate if any of the residents are:
[...]
H[:] homeless persons

A homeless person may be regarded as a resident? I'm sure there's a good reason for maintaining this paradox, but I certainly can't think of one.

Hello, my friend! Schtay a while and listen. I haven't done this blogging a day thing for ages. I've sort of gorgotten how it is achieved. Nevertheless, this is an attempt. One description of this morning might be that I wasted it. On the other hand, you might simply say that I dusted my blog template down and tried to make it all shiny and new. I should probably assume a sympathetic audience; go me!

Computers are dangerous things. They provide a mechanism for keeping oneself busy without creating an apparent necessity of personal hygeine. I knew, when I woke up this morning, that my face had been somewhat underwashed of late. This should have meant a quick wash and shave at 8030 approx, but I emerged from my becurtained den about 1230 to eat various snacks purchased in a very atypically expensive shop at Alphington Sainsbury's in Paul's car the other day. He bought a Pixies album; I was both surprised and impressed. Also he had purchased a Sigur Ros album, which reminded me of the thoroughly boring sort of band that Radiohead have become of late. It's nothing to do with accessibility folks - Radiohead are just crap these days. After this, I did a bit of washing up to Idlewild.

Had an idea to watch a film this evening, as everyone has exams on and would prob feel bad about going to the pub. John, poor lad, is stressing about exams coming up, so he said he probably shouldn't come round, but Joe, James and I ended up watching Ghost Dog: Way of the Samurai. As a rule of thumb, if you would like James to appreciate a film, it is best not to praise it in any manner. I don't much anyway, but as Andy wasn't here to say that it was an awesome film, I reckon it was an altogether more rounded viewing experience.

When Joe left, it was 2200; Big Brother time. Only started watching it recently. I think the decision to evict Anouska over Jon was a bit too perverse really, but I think I'd rather have Justine leave this week, and I think I'm on the same wavelength as the BB majority. I can't work up enough enthusiasm to vote though. Poor Federico I say. I don't know how he screwed up last time, but this time round, he just seems to have stumbled into antipathy.

I am taking an opportunity to say here that as I have finished early like every other workshy English student, I am offering my services as errand runner. Any requests?

++FREE Ninja Robotic Camera Mount!++

uh... The ninja part would be what exactly? After taking pictures "for security and fun" it breaks your kneecaps and steals your wallet?

I've spent a large part of this morning getting my blog together. Phil says he thinks the snippets page should come back. He also thinks that he isn't getting enough hits. Awww. I apologise if I have been getting hits recently; no-one in here but us chickens.

Hi guys. Handed in my last essay this morning. Odd thing.

This is where my blog has to live from now on. At some point I'll fix all these broken links and probably get rid of the javascript, cos its pretty slow loading now isn't it? I'll let you know when I think it's bug free. Then you can tell me that it isn't.

Feeling quite lethargic. I'll start blogging properly tomorrow.

Where is my new blog? It should be here...

Hmm. This essay is going suspiciously easily. This is not to say that I'm not het up about it. It might be easy because I'm not doing it very well. We shall see. At any rate, the deadline seems somehow distant, though I know it is tomorrow.

Ages ago now, my acoustic guitar broke. I suppose it was going to break of its own accord, but the fact that Andy ketp shopoting it with BB pellets can't have helped any. Now I have my electric, which sounds slightly nasty; the strings should have been changed ages ago, plus I can't carry it round the house. So yesterday I amused myself by playing James' guitar in a crazy upside-down fashion. I know someone who has a guitar hidden next to their wardrobe. She doesn't seem averse to my playing, so perhaps I can utilise this knowledge. It's someone who I should really go and see anyway. I should really go and see lots of people.

Nick, I cannot believe how not-working fortunecity is. Are you still updating it? I shall give you FTP details if you like, so you can publish it here. Then I can at least read it. Or you could host it at blogspot...

Kylie's arse in legal wrangle.

Heard about this on Ri:se this morning. Obviously it's Kylie's bottom to do with as she pleases, but surely she can't have the copyright? Or is she in fact the author of her posterior? I thought copyright had to do with the creator of the ahem 'work', so presumably unless Mr. and Mrs. Kylie have passed away, they have the only coherent claim to copyright on Miss Minogue's sit-upon. Not that I'm saying that isn't a very silly idea, mind.

Say that we had one father, say one womb
(Curse to my joys!) gave both us life and birth;
Are we not therefore each to other bound
So much the more by nature? By the links
Of blood, of reason? Nay, if you will have't,
Even of religion, to be ever one,
One soul, one flesh, one love, one heart, one all?
    ('Tis Pity She's a Whore I.i.28-34)

Translation: "Hey, if you think about it, it's only logical that I shack up with my sister."