Monthly Archives: October 2008

Why the fuck are people wearing shorts and flipflops today!? It’s fucking freezing out there. Fucking cunts.

If you’re going to give a lecture, don’t just stand there and talk in a monotone voice about nuclear fusion, put some effort in. Make a joke, tell a story. Do anything to make people interested. Sure, it’s the students’ prerogative to listen and take notes and get all the information into our tiny little brainboxes, but there’s absolutely no reason to make it harder for us. We want to learn. We want to do well. But it’s nigh on impossible to learn and maintain a healthy appetite for the subject at hand if a boring fart stands at the front and drones on about something that should be interesting. Especially at 9 in the morning.

The guy that did the same lectures last year was interesting. He made bad jokes, he was nervous and he interacted with the audience. Better than standing there and not saying anything other than the notes.

Anyway, to lighten things up, lets have a nice photo of the computer room in the lab where I’m writing all this shit. It’s a very well lit room, yei?

A nice well lit room with which I will brighten up your day.

Students often collect their empty cans to make a pile in the living room. This is our version.

Not so impressive.

It's a rollover!

It seems that wine glasses are building up around my computer. I’m not quite sure how this is happening, possibly drinking wine before bed… How long does wine keep in a glass? By the taste of it, not 12 hours.

Anyway, I can’t believe I’d never heard of Advance Wars before last week, lying in bed with an XBox 360 controller playing Advance Wars on VisualBoyAdvance at 11am on a Saturday morning is a very enlightening experience. It was either that or Pokemon Yellow or Emerald. I think I’m sorted for the rest of the day. Apart from tonight. I can’t hack pyjama parties in the pub. I’m wearing clothes. But, yeah, the rest of the day looks good. If you’re in Exeter, look out for Drive-By Blessings, a local rock band looking out for gigs.

I’ve gotta stop drinking this wine.

A vicar walks into a hotel and books a room. He says to the receptionist,

“I hope the porn channel in my room is disabled.”

The receptionist glares up at him and replies,

“No, all we have is regular porn, you sick bastard.”

I’m here all week.

Being woken up by a loud “TA-DAAAA” and a coffee is probably the best way to get up in the morning. Oh, and followed by an episode of Father Ted before I leave.

Excitement ensued today as I realised I could play Audiosurf (an awesome game that takes any song/sound and makes a game out of it in exciting trippy colours) with an Xbox 360 controller. I’m sorted for the night!

Audiosurf is worth the $10 it cost me; get it yourself.

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Exeter City Centre – 4pm.

One obviously weak and scrawny man dressed as a hero of some sort and then suddenly 50 ninjas jump out at him.  He beats them one at a time and then goes to get a coffee.

Volunteers?

Dillinger Escape Plan are the definition of amazing.

Youchoob!