Thursday, 18 February 2010
Sunday, 14 February 2010
Happy no extra costs for single people day
Also known as valentines day. Also known as singles awareness day. Also known as a day in which I got no cards in the post - That's either because no one loves me or because it's Sunday - or both. Or all three.
Basically, today is boring. I'm also inexplicably tired. I've been tired all day. Even though I had a great sleep last night. The router's also just reset itself so if I want some porn for a valentines day wank, I'm screwed. Though to be fair I've already had two, any more would be spoiling myself.
I bought 'Steve Coogan as Alan Partridge and other less successful characters Live' on DVD today. Thanks to the use of clubcard vouchers, it was free - basically. It was alright. Not great. I certainly wouldn't call it "shamelessly funny" like those fools at The Guardian and I definitely wouldn't describe it as "Some of the best laughs I've had all year" like those cunts at the Times. Or should I say... BEHIND the times!(Knowing Me Knowing You reference). I did like the pythonesque, closing song about how everyone's a bit of a cunt. That bit was very good.
Basically, today is boring. I'm also inexplicably tired. I've been tired all day. Even though I had a great sleep last night. The router's also just reset itself so if I want some porn for a valentines day wank, I'm screwed. Though to be fair I've already had two, any more would be spoiling myself.
I bought 'Steve Coogan as Alan Partridge and other less successful characters Live' on DVD today. Thanks to the use of clubcard vouchers, it was free - basically. It was alright. Not great. I certainly wouldn't call it "shamelessly funny" like those fools at The Guardian and I definitely wouldn't describe it as "Some of the best laughs I've had all year" like those cunts at the Times. Or should I say... BEHIND the times!(Knowing Me Knowing You reference). I did like the pythonesque, closing song about how everyone's a bit of a cunt. That bit was very good.
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Tuesday, 9 February 2010
Leggat made a new blog post
And thus so must I!
Really, I should be doing coursework. That would be a better use of my time than blogging and watching Alan Partridge. Unfortunately, my notebook is at my friends' flat. Filled with all my undeveloped game ideas. To the untrained eye, it probably looks like the scribblings of a maniac. I'll have to get it back tomorrow... or just never do coursework again.
Blogger just auto-saved this post right before I put that last full stop in. If the internet blows up, my post will be saved without a final full stop and I'll look like an idi... oh it just saved again. Never mind.
Really, I should be doing coursework. That would be a better use of my time than blogging and watching Alan Partridge. Unfortunately, my notebook is at my friends' flat. Filled with all my undeveloped game ideas. To the untrained eye, it probably looks like the scribblings of a maniac. I'll have to get it back tomorrow... or just never do coursework again.
Blogger just auto-saved this post right before I put that last full stop in. If the internet blows up, my post will be saved without a final full stop and I'll look like an idi... oh it just saved again. Never mind.
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Leggat,
Leggat's Blog
Monday, 8 February 2010
Oh Maya God I Hate Maya
By Maya, I don't mean "the world's going to end in 2012" Maya. I mean "stupid 3D modelling program that's actually very good but is a pain in the arse to use if you're a beginner (ie me)" Maya.
I got into the bit in Whitespace (despite what the Abertay adverts tell you, it's not the most interesting place in the world) with the computers with 2 monitors at about 11:20. The computer wasn't fully loaded up until about 11:30. It took another 10 minutes for Maya to fucking start.
Of course, because there was no sign of the program starting, I tried opening it again. Twice. It was like a time capsule of 3D Modelling. Except shit.
On top of that, the right monitor keeps disconecting from the computer whenever there's the slightest bump on the desk. Even typing this is setting it off. I would sort the caple at the computer's end, but the computer's on some sort of dodgy platform - it would probably fall off easily and I can't afford to break a computer. Not at the moment anyway. looks like it's off for good now.
Breaking barriers? More like breaking connections between computers and monitors... or something wittier than that. I don't know!
I got into the bit in Whitespace (despite what the Abertay adverts tell you, it's not the most interesting place in the world) with the computers with 2 monitors at about 11:20. The computer wasn't fully loaded up until about 11:30. It took another 10 minutes for Maya to fucking start.
Of course, because there was no sign of the program starting, I tried opening it again. Twice. It was like a time capsule of 3D Modelling. Except shit.
On top of that, the right monitor keeps disconecting from the computer whenever there's the slightest bump on the desk. Even typing this is setting it off. I would sort the caple at the computer's end, but the computer's on some sort of dodgy platform - it would probably fall off easily and I can't afford to break a computer. Not at the moment anyway. looks like it's off for good now.
Breaking barriers? More like breaking connections between computers and monitors... or something wittier than that. I don't know!
Saturday, 9 January 2010
Blogging on my phone
yup, I'm blogging on my phone. Is it because I'm cool and on the edge? No. It's because my laptop went all 558 and broke on me. Not only did it break on me, it broke on me just as I have a load of coursework to do - most of it requiring me to use a computer. Also my earphones have stopped working. It seemed like every thing is subtilly becoming fucked.
At least my blog still wor... Gjjfghjm 558errmgjkijsbnhedfgghjjkbllllllbigoldbendermjjfssgkkklghkkbu
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At least my blog still wor... Gjjfghjm 558errmgjkijsbnhedfgghjjkbllllllbigoldbendermjjfssgkkklghkkbu
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Monday, 14 December 2009
Let'sco To Tesco
I haven't had a lot of photos on my blog lately, That's because my phone (with its built in camera) won't charge. No charge = no phone. No phone = no phone camera. No phone camera = no picture of when tesco mistook a 360 version of Assassin's creed 2 for a PS3 version (the opposite of what Jonny D did.). No picture of when... well you get the picture - or not - as the case may be.
Anyway, I bought new deodorant the other night. I chose the stuff I did because it was cheaper than Africa (the deodorant, not the continent) and as it (actually it was still cheaper than the continent - much cheaper than the continent in fact. Ignore that bit about it not being cheaper than the continent of Africa.) turns out, it smelled nicer than Africa too(The deodorant, I've never smelled the continent). I also bought a woolly hat for £3 - just so my ears don't freeze off. that cold weather should be illegal or something.
While I was in Tesco buying hats and deodorant, I saw 2 people down the isle. They looked familiar, in fact they looked a lot like... Holy shit it was Billy and Jonny!. Surprise doesn't really work in the past tense, it just makes it look like I only realised it was them just now. Which I didn't! Jonny was drunk and wanted to be sick in the 'Tesco finest' section. And Billy was... well Billy. He got cigarettes.
It's probably been posted up here before, but here's a picture of Billy smoking...
Anyway, I bought new deodorant the other night. I chose the stuff I did because it was cheaper than Africa (the deodorant, not the continent) and as it (actually it was still cheaper than the continent - much cheaper than the continent in fact. Ignore that bit about it not being cheaper than the continent of Africa.) turns out, it smelled nicer than Africa too(The deodorant, I've never smelled the continent). I also bought a woolly hat for £3 - just so my ears don't freeze off. that cold weather should be illegal or something.
While I was in Tesco buying hats and deodorant, I saw 2 people down the isle. They looked familiar, in fact they looked a lot like... Holy shit it was Billy and Jonny!. Surprise doesn't really work in the past tense, it just makes it look like I only realised it was them just now. Which I didn't! Jonny was drunk and wanted to be sick in the 'Tesco finest' section. And Billy was... well Billy. He got cigarettes.
It's probably been posted up here before, but here's a picture of Billy smoking...
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