Thursday, January 26, 2006

Meeting Mr. Right?

I've been reading my unofficial Bible...Glamour Magazine and the brilliant masterminds, that the gals there have hired to help us, have revealed an awesome truth, yes, yet again, by George they've done it! It seems that they've finally solved that ridiculously irritating equation that has bugged most of us for eons and eons. Yes, finally they have calculated in a sophisticated manner the exact date of meeting our Mr. Right. In my case, I should be alert on June 7th at 6.23 pm, September 22nd at 12.40 pm, October 23rd at 1.26 pm and October 24th at 9.58 am. Obviously I won't be available at the last date, because I simply refuse to meet Mr. Right before breakfast. My mum says I'm a "morning wolf", whatever that means, but I trust she's right and I don't want to scare Mr. Right at the beginning of our wonderful ever after relationship thingy. These dates certainly make things so much easier for me; now I don't have to worry about the poor sods that might appear in the meantime. A man that shows up pretending to be Mr. Right on say, April 4th at 9.24 pm is clearly an impostor and will be treated accordingly. If only the Glamour ladies had published this incredible scientific truth earlier... my god, would my life have been easier and Mr. Wrong free! Thanks girls--you rock and I hope your wonderful magazine will get a bloody Pulitzer or even a Nobel Peace Prize some time soon.

Adios Senor Mal--Hola Senor La Derecha!


Thursday, January 19, 2006

Oh dear, me and politics

I have discovered, not to my surprise, that I am an extremely liberal, leftwing...or as my political compass chart says... a communist/anarchist. Ok, I must admit that I thought that in my old age I was turning into a soft-rightie, but this thing tells me otherwise. I was a little more anrchistic and communistic than Gandhi and the Dalai Lama, hell, it's not bad company really. I was just glad that I wasn't up there with Bush and Sharon. Had that happened, I would have felt compelled to do a little soul searching, i.e. in terms of establishing whatever had happened to my soul. It's interesting to see that Papa Ratzi, Benedict XVI is a mere middle authoritarian, and that guy was in the Hitler Youth for crying out loud! I honestly think that Tony Blair and the other orcs in the upper right corner should in relation to this, start looking for their souls. Well, I'm off now to find other interesting links for the sick (physically). Oh, if anyone wants to know where they stand politically, given they don't already know...here's the link http://www.politicalcompass.org/

Toodles darlings


Sweet technology


This is just a scientific experiment. Here I will try to add a picture to my blog to make it a bit more appealing... So here goes nothing...
Ha ha ha ha...Eureka!!! Whoopeeeeeee! I am becoming so the biggest non-technologiacally-challenged historian in the world, erm..or at least on my street. Have nothing to say really. Still lying in bed, my sinuses are acting up now, an unevitable consequence of the Scots-flu. Darn this bacteria, darn all viruses, go Otrivin Menthol! Must take some more drugs now...what to pick, what to pick... Aha! Lemon ginger tea has the upper hand today over smelly old coke and ginger combo.
Cheerio mates

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Sweet flu Scotland

Well, that was a rude welcome back! After four fluless months in Iceland, the Scottish flu has knocked on my door. It waited patiently for my return and then on my arrival gave me an extra dosage of influenza Caledoniae. Yippee skippie! Ok, so maybe it's not Scottish but rather Icelandair's special recycled air flu. I should have stayed away from the people on the airplane who were distributing free samples of cold, snot and cough... In any case, it sucks! Three days in bed in the new flat certainly contribute to a feeling of great depression. But then again, the flu has rekindled my relationship with msn games, particularly the wonderful world of Zuma. The oh so friendly frog spewing multicoloured balls at the multicoloured snake has eased my pain these last few days...
Before I fell victim to mucho-snotto, I had managed to turn my room into a lovely hang out. Pictures of reindeer, seals and Czech flowers lightens the dark Scottish January and i am in fact quite happy to be back in St Andrews. I must say it is a bit strange walking around and not seeing all the faces of my friends from last year, but the new flatmates are wonderful, no complaints there. I hear that Iceland is covered in snow right now, and I have to say that I am a bit disappointed at the weather gods for not showing me a little bit of that Christmas snow before I left...it certainly would have been cheaper for me, instead of wasting all that money on flour...only kidding. If anyone's interested in seeing what the weather's like on my end of the world, I highly recommend this website http://uk.weather.com/weather/local/UKXX0976. Another wonderful website would be that of the Swedish superstar Gunther, his songs Tutti Frutti Summerlove and Ding Dong Song, really put a smile on my pale-because-of-the-flu face, just press on video and you will enjoy this brilliant man as much as I do http://gunthernet.com/. Well, the frog is restless, he wants to vomit some balls at that snake now.
Laters amigosis...

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