It was at that moment that I learned to respect mustard
Me, telling Vicky my mustard story. It really isn’t that thrilling, to be honest.
Things I need:
an editor.
or at least an editor in my head.
Seriously, I just write and write. I’d be useless at writing to a word count, I really would.
Stupid bloody curling. Stupid bloody British men’s curling team in a stupid bloody playoff which is still going at midnight and is bloody tense.
Stupid bloody me for starting to watch it nearly two hours ago and now not being able to go to bloody bed because I want to see how the bloody thing finishes.
EDIT: I went to bed before it finished. We lost. :(
Man, when I get into a subject, I can just write and write…
GPOYW - The Venice canals edition.
Also the I look a lot like a chipmunk when I smile edition.
I have still yet to master the art of opening a banana without smushing the top of it.
EDIT: Thanks Sabine (and Happy Birthday!) for providing this simple guide to avoiding smushed sections when opening your banana.
Anonymous asked: When are you going to do some more lip syncing to music?
Well, I like to keep up with my web trends, and I’m pretty sure that lipdubs (get the terminology right!) are very much passé nowadays. Because they definitely were so cool in the first place…
I had a lot of fun making the two I did, to be honest, and am really pleased with how they turned out. I’m more than happy to play the fool from time to time, be it on video or in written form.
Incidentally, I’m assuming that this person may be the same person that searches for “gooneruk boom shake the room video” almost every single day in order to visit my site. And may even be one of the people that left loads of random and/or abusive comments over the last couple of years, although that seems to have died off recently.
Good to see you’re back.
Sunday:
13.30hrs: Finally get out of bed after lounging around (and other activities) for a couple of hours after waking up.
13.31 - 23.59hrs: Lounge around on the sofa, watching TV and DVDs, not daring to leave the house because of the cold. Re-heat yesterday’s leftovers for dinner, for added laziness.
Monday:
01.15hrs: Go to bed, because the stupid NFL game lasted forever and went to overtime.
01.16 - 02.30hrs: Fail to get to sleep, due to lack of tiredness as a result of getting up so late.
02.31 - 05.29rs: Sleep, relatively well.
05.30hrs: Get woken up by the girlfriend’s alarm.
05.31 - 06.00hrs: Awake, due to girlfriend coming and going in and out of the bedroom.
06.01 - 07.00hrs: Sleep fitfully, waiting for my own alarm to go off
Rest of the day: Wonder why I’m so damn tired.
One of these days, I’ll learn.
Who’s got two thumbs and burnt his lip on a fork from his new fondue set last night?
THIS GUY!
