Thursday 29 June 2006

A day of pictures


Well..... cos its right they do show up in the end




Taken from this thread here http://forum.rpg.net/showthread.php?t=264472&page=254

Whoo and hooo.

Still working on this force field... I think the nets have hit their limit in performance.... total fucking pain.

Otherwise its Implant tomorrow plus atched 'Waiting...' last night round at Dan's. Alexandra cooks really well.... I was stuff and merry on Gin.


I escaped from the Dungeon of Kris Ether!

I killed Cyberai Dan the owlbear and Jagash the orc.

I looted the Sword of Whrp, the Armour of Philosophy, the Sceptre of Rock
and 90 gold pieces.

Score: 115

Explore the Dungeon of Kris Ether and try to beat this score,
or enter your username to generate and explore your own dungeon...

Tuesday 27 June 2006

Just a copy from a comment on a friends thread










Kris_ether is poisonous! Induce vomitting if ingested.
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POISON



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From Go-Quiz.com

Blame Canada

Ok... not often do I have anything against Canada.

It's still the Queens for starters.

They have bears.

But when there is a paper I need from the Canadian Journal of Chemistry and the University doesn't have access nor any physical copies.

Well needless to say I'm pissed off.

Other than that work is good/tiring/stressful/rewarding/suicidal/(add any word you like here)

Roll on two weeks time..... Paul gave me a week extra for my transfer report because we have bigger fish to fry.

 

Friday 16 June 2006

A quick update cos I have no time to write long thoughtfull shit

1) I have my Infest tickets and accomodation for it
2) research is good.... some nice results coming out
3) 3000 more words for my lit review to be written this weekend
4) Roleplay etc is on pause
5) Girls and maths... whats with that???? XP

Wednesday 14 June 2006

Sunday 11 June 2006

A technomancer tale continued

    The steel coffin of a lift rumbled upwards, its used and worn doors scraping past metal and concrete. The square tin can grated against the inside of the lift shaft. But then nothing. Just silence.
   Mercury leaned back against the enclosed walls, his one boot lifted and rested against the shabby, corroded, lining. He looked up and watched the fluorescent light pane wane. The lift shuddered and lurched, by all the time Mercury maintained his footing and rode it out.
    It almost felt like a life time had past when the tremourous encasement of sheet steel came to a holt. On the button pad the loan button gleamed, underlit by a vile green. Floor 13.
    The lift doors creakily opened, grinding against the frame and their components. Mercury composed himself, adjusting the strap of his satchel and dug his hands into his pockets, drawing back his rain coat. It had gone from being a sticky heat to a ominous electrical chill, the hum of air conditioners filling the silence.
    Before Mercury stretched a twilight corridor, lit by flickering yellowed lamps and the LEDs of network hubs and transformers. Along the edges of the corridor snaked length upon length of polymer coated copper. He paced out of the lift which promptly closed with it's signature rasping, and then only the dull thudding of Mercury's boots could be heard.
    He passed rooms to either side, chambers lit only by desk lamps and dispersion lights over head. One was filled with box upon box of over flowing print outs, yellowed and crumbling with time. Another  hosted a desk which was home to a miniature city, composed of stacks of floppy disks, with some towers collapsed, a domino effect of data. More bowes fill the room, their contents ranging from reels of tape to cassettes and more disks and zip drives. A faint patter gives the room life as liquid mercury pools from an unknown leak, the alchemical fluid a small pond amongst the towers of cardboard and magnetic storage devices.
    As Mercury continued to wall down the hallway he often ducked under low slung cables that hung from the gaps in the ceiling tiles, the vines and creepers of conductors forming a organic black mass of shoots and branches. Clockwork whirring and wining, along with metallic skittering emanates from the alcoves, the green spider LED eyes watching with intrest the man walking below.
    Mercury didn't stop his pace as he approached the double doors ahead, their mesh reinforced panes allowing only a slight haze to pierce the dust and oil coating them.

Hmmm..... toilet of heaven

Ok so on Friday I met up with e_laini and one of her mates for a pint in Fab Cafe. I was late from backing up my comp at work.... sooo many files!

Ok and then the drinking continued, stopping off for chicken at Babylons (the naughty girl... she got a dress to fit into XD) and off into the depths of the northern quarter to find some bars.

Check her LJ for more on it but in one place Socio rehab, a great cocktail bar... I was told to go to the toilets for the delight that follows.



Hmmm tasteful.

Well my cocktail of sake, chilli, lemon grass, ginger, gin and so forth was XP.

Enjoy....

P.S.

Story update tonight... hopefully

Tuesday 6 June 2006

[X] I know how to make a pot of coffee
[X] I can do my own laundry
[X] I can cook for myself
[X] I do my chores after being told once
[X] I always do my homework/work
[X] I actually enjoy intellectual conversations
[ ] I think politics are exciting
[ ] My parents and grand-parents have better things to say than my peers

total: 6

[X] I show up for school/work every day unless I'm sick
[X] I always carry a pen/pencil in my pocket/purse
[X] I've never gotten a ticket
[ ] I watch talk shows and point out the incredibility of it all
[X] I know what incredibility means without looking it up
[X] I drink black coffee

total: 5

[X] I know how to run the dish washer and/or do the dishes
[X] I can count in more than one language
[X] When I say I'm doing something, I do it.
[ ] I mow the lawn
[ ] I wash my car
[X] I can make adults laugh..without being stupid
[] I remember to water my plants
[X] I study when I have to
[X] I pay attention at school/work
[ ] I remember to feed my pets.
[X] I'm generally organized
[X] I know the meaning of capital punishment

total: 8

[X] I can spell experience without looking it up
[X] I clean up my own messes
[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get coffee
[X] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need
[X] I understand jokes the first time they are said
[X] I listen to my elders
[X] I understand the fact that the world always screws someone over
[X] I can type fast because I type everyday

total: 7

[] My choice in clothing is acceptable in an office or something like that
[] I can watch politics and laugh
[] I have realized that the weather forecast changes every hour
[] I can look at someone hot and not think of sex
[X] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job
[X] I can read a book and actually finish it
[X] People have said that I act older than I am
[X] I can be sent on an errand and not get side tracked

total: 4

Grand total of 30

1 for each year makes me 30... arse

Moved house

Finally moved house... though there is shite still here from the last occupant. Grr.

Otherwise its a nice room and good people to live with. Huzzah. Just need to pick up the few things I left at the old place and cancel the electricity bill. I hate goddamn estimations.

Plus I need to just give the place the quik once over with a cloth etc. And then food shopping.

Tomorrow I'm not doing roleplay (too stressed out and so forth) so I'm meeting up with Dan to do stuff for the Zombie films, in readiness to meet some free runners who are interested in doing some stuff for it.

So yeah... still a bit of unpacking to do... and some washing. Fun.

Sunday 4 June 2006

Lost and now forgotten

    So ok... I'll be moving on monday hopefully... full steam ahead. Huzzah.

So tonight is packing up clothes etc before the move. So I go to what was my old room and find in the closet a travel bag of mine. And there lurking in the side pocket are the cards from Vicky. Practically as good as new. Even scarier a photo from the first biochem ball. How young did I look, and with short hair and undyed non-spikey. A true fresher.

So to the bin they went. Simple as that. Strange contemplative moment and then carry on packing. Just shows how long I have been in this house, especially when moving here was a last resort, unlike where I am moving to which is actually where I want to be.

Less of a rant (I'm tired) more of a simple observation. Again it just shows how refreshing this move will be for me.

So hopefully I'll be back online by tuesday... however I'll be online at work... though in my more distracted presence.