Well guys it has been decided. I went for the Blackberry Storm. My initial reason was that Vodafone were far nicer to me than O2 were when talking about respective phones. I know that seems rather stupid, to pick a product purely based on customer service for one day, but with the decision being so tight, little things like that can sway opinion. Anyway, phone wise I believe I have made the right choice. It has a far more friendlier interface and texting on it is easier than on the IPhone. As we speak, I am putting on the new firmware which will improve the phone so much more. Brilliant piece of kit and at £30 for 200 mins and 1000 texts, I think I did well out of it albeit for a 2 year contract. Anyway just thought I'd let you all know what I did.
Big love to you all
xxxxx
Wednesday 25 March 2009
Thursday 19 March 2009
My Top 10 Songs Right Now
I got bored and deemed it a good idea to show people what my top 10 songs were. This is in descending order going from 10-1 obviously!
Enjoy
xxxxx
Enjoy
xxxxx
Monday 16 March 2009
Sexy Time Without The Hassle
Now I do not want to turn this blog into what will seem to be my sexual exploits past, present or future, however I do feel the need to to mention my sudden change of fortune with the female species. Over the last few days, I have been propositioned by a few bang tidy lasses to have some sexy time. Both of which wanting to be fuck buddies (for want of a better word) which I have never had the pleasure of experiencing before. I have had one night stands in the past and been in loving relationships however to take a quote straight from my dad "play the field, live a little son" I feel it is now time to have some fun again. Have no fears, I shall not be blogging my fun times with these women but I found it to be a rather intriguing turn of events. Maybe I should do Maths revision more often.
Big love to you all
xxx
Big love to you all
xxx
Mobile Phone Dilema
My current phone is crap and does not even belong to me. I want a new phone. Check out the vid below and help me please!
Thursday 12 March 2009
Birthday, Pigeon and Nightwish!
Well guys this is it. A monster of a post is about to be unleashed on you all concerning the last two days. As I am sure you all know, it was my birthday on the 10th of March, and with it being my 22nd, I saw no great reason to really celebrate as lets face it, from now on it's just numbers. Anyway, I went out regardless for a mates (James) birthday as it was his 21st and I have known him since college.
Before I had even got there, my first (of which there are many to tell) drama occurred. I was in Somerfield holding two bottles of Black Sheep (best ale in t' land) and a 4 pack of San Miguel. 'Lo and Behold, I found myself standing behind an inebriated woman wanting to buy more booze. The manager comes out onto the store front and basically tells her that he will refuse to sell the beer to her as she is already under the influence. Anyway, an argument ensues and its to her throwing the cans on the floor and thusly bursting spraying everywhere. Now I was first in line to get sprayed and in all honesty I was pissed off. If it was not for the security guard man handling her, I could have very easily swung for her myself. Anyway I could not get changed, as I was already late so I showed up reeking of alcohol and not drinking anything as of yet.
Anyway, I get to his house and the pre drinking commences. All is well as people gradually filter in and we all decide that Vodka Revs was the place to go. Now initially, all is well. I buy a strawberry flavoured cocktail (the name escapes me at this very moment) and we are all sat by a table conversing away. This is all I remember from the night. I wake up the following morning feeling rougher than anything only to find donner kebab everywhere. I have no idea how I got home and how much I drank, but I can safely say it was a lot. I hate it when I forget things like this. Always makes me question what went on.
In the morning, of the 11th, I found myself at the uni library working away like a good boy and getting all excited about Nightwish. Finally I finish what I wanted to do and go to save my work. The computer refused to save my work. I have never sweared so much in my life over an inanimate object before but I was fuming. Bear in mind folks I was still rather sensitive over the following night. Anyway I leave my stuff by the computer and dash off home to get my USB stick, come back and eventually save my work.
After all this, I head off for the train station and am accompanied with Katie (one of my housemates). Now she had reserved some tickets to go visit her boyfriend in Bristol but sadly lost her card and was unable to prove her purchase of the tickets. Bless her, she tried to barter with the guy to let her have her tickets however he would not budge Now she was stuck with a rabbit and a huge suitcase and clearly quite upset. Up steps Captain Yorkshire (I think this should be my new nickname people) and I pay for her ticket to get to Brizzle. Aint I a nice chap :). Anyway she was dead grateful and has got her boyfriend to pay me back just now which is good. Anyway after this entire fracas, I call Dave to apologise for my tardiness and get on the train to Waterloo. Now I am on the train happily drinking my Sprite and listening to Nightwish to get me into the mood for the gig at night and I over hear a phone conversation between some lass and who ever she was calling. She was going to York!! This made me sad a bit because to be honest I miss that city. I got over it though when I reached Waterloo as I knew I was slowly getting closer to Nightwish time.
I get to Waterloo and give Dave a call letting him know that I have arrived. Now I receive the first brilliant thing of this trip. This of course being Birthday Pigeon. Boy oh boy have i missed the culinery prowess of that place. Even with it cold and being a day old, it was still so much better than the rubbish I eat here. Regrettably, I go to a shop later on to buy a drink and i accidentally leave it behind.Have no fear though people, I did eat most of it! However we had to make our way to Brixton. To get there we had to use the Underground. This in itself posed a few challenges. One being the damn ticket machine. The touch pad not being sensitive enough one moment to being overly sensitive later. I spelt Brixton like this BBBRIXTOONN first time round and second time tound it just didn't work. Thankfully we were sorted eventually and we were on our way. Anyway by that time, we were outside Brixton Academy and was about one hour away from the doors opening. At this point, Dave and I grew more and more excited about the gig and wanted seven o'clock to come quicker. Eventually we get ushered into the building where we are searched for weapons etc.
When we got into the stage, we were quite shocked as to how small it was. We were expecting some massive arena but it was actually rather small and dare I say cosy!
Twenty minutes or so after we get in, the first warm up act shows up and performs. They were a girl rock band called Indica and oh my word, they were all BANG TIDY! Dave wanted the red head, while I was after both blondes. It's how we roll I suppose. In fairness, musically they were also very good and will be going into HMV at some point and will buy one of their albums. After Indica, we were "treated" to Pain. Now in my opinion, I thought they sucked. It was all screaming which really is not what I like. I do not mind a little bit of shouting down the mic but for the whole song it just seems talentless and pointless. I was happy when they were done as it meant that Nightwish were next.
After an extended break, which felt like hours, Nightwish finally came on. They were absolutely amazing though and well worth the wait. They played the songs I wanted them to play. These songs being Amaranth, Nemo, Dark Chest of Wonders, Escapist and I Wish I Had An Angel. They also played others such as Islander, Siren, 7 Days to The Wolves, Romanticide and Ghost Love Score. According to Annette, who was beautiful and I kept shouting "marry me Annette", this was the first time they ever played Romanticide in a live gig. Another first (albeit only for the UK) was the use of full pyrotechnics. This made an already amazing gig so much better. There was fire and fireworks making it truly spectacular. For I Wish I Had An Angel, a mosh pit was formed and Dave thrusts the camera in my hand and runs off to join it. It is fair to say he owned that pit. Throughout the gig though, we did do the legend chant for Nightwish which went a little something like this (for those who are unaware of the chat)
Nightwish is a legend
Nightwish is a legend
Na na na na hey
Na na na na hey
and we also did
We are fucking Yorkshire
And we fucking love it
Na na na na hey
Na na na na hey
After the gig we decided it would be good to head off to Southampton and go peacocking in Reflex. Fortunately for me, my punt to buy a day return paid off as we caught the 23:39 from Waterloo back down. Sadly it only got as far down as Eastleigh which distance wise is about the same as Strensall or Poppleton is from York. From Eastleigh we caught a rail replacement bus to Southampton. However once we got to Reflex, after some needless trekking, we were told we could not get in as we were too late. Shame really as we really wanted Hulkamanias and hit on hot Southern women. In the end we got cheeseburgers and walked off back to my house. They were not Pigeon standard but we agreed not to expect such quality down south.
Today, Dave went back up to York (lucky git) and I know for a fact he is doing a blog on Nightwish, with his containing pics!
All in all it has been a fun filled two days and has been the best birthday ever. Up next we have the Michael Jackson gig in July and of course the Survivor Series tour in November. One added bonus to the MJ gig is that I know this BANG TIDY lass thats going and she wants to have sexy time with Captain Yorkshire (got it in there slyly) so not only will I get to see a legend, but fun times with sexy ladies to be had too! Also, depending on what peoples thoughts are on this, a few of us mates might be going on a holiday somewhere. Italy or Spain most likely.
Wow this is a big read and while not as big as TCL or maybe what DUD Rock will write, I would like to congratulate you on getting this far down. I look forward to whatever else we have planned for this year, but all I will say is that if its anything like the last couple of days have gone then I say BRING IT ON!.
Before I had even got there, my first (of which there are many to tell) drama occurred. I was in Somerfield holding two bottles of Black Sheep (best ale in t' land) and a 4 pack of San Miguel. 'Lo and Behold, I found myself standing behind an inebriated woman wanting to buy more booze. The manager comes out onto the store front and basically tells her that he will refuse to sell the beer to her as she is already under the influence. Anyway, an argument ensues and its to her throwing the cans on the floor and thusly bursting spraying everywhere. Now I was first in line to get sprayed and in all honesty I was pissed off. If it was not for the security guard man handling her, I could have very easily swung for her myself. Anyway I could not get changed, as I was already late so I showed up reeking of alcohol and not drinking anything as of yet.
Anyway, I get to his house and the pre drinking commences. All is well as people gradually filter in and we all decide that Vodka Revs was the place to go. Now initially, all is well. I buy a strawberry flavoured cocktail (the name escapes me at this very moment) and we are all sat by a table conversing away. This is all I remember from the night. I wake up the following morning feeling rougher than anything only to find donner kebab everywhere. I have no idea how I got home and how much I drank, but I can safely say it was a lot. I hate it when I forget things like this. Always makes me question what went on.
In the morning, of the 11th, I found myself at the uni library working away like a good boy and getting all excited about Nightwish. Finally I finish what I wanted to do and go to save my work. The computer refused to save my work. I have never sweared so much in my life over an inanimate object before but I was fuming. Bear in mind folks I was still rather sensitive over the following night. Anyway I leave my stuff by the computer and dash off home to get my USB stick, come back and eventually save my work.
After all this, I head off for the train station and am accompanied with Katie (one of my housemates). Now she had reserved some tickets to go visit her boyfriend in Bristol but sadly lost her card and was unable to prove her purchase of the tickets. Bless her, she tried to barter with the guy to let her have her tickets however he would not budge Now she was stuck with a rabbit and a huge suitcase and clearly quite upset. Up steps Captain Yorkshire (I think this should be my new nickname people) and I pay for her ticket to get to Brizzle. Aint I a nice chap :). Anyway she was dead grateful and has got her boyfriend to pay me back just now which is good. Anyway after this entire fracas, I call Dave to apologise for my tardiness and get on the train to Waterloo. Now I am on the train happily drinking my Sprite and listening to Nightwish to get me into the mood for the gig at night and I over hear a phone conversation between some lass and who ever she was calling. She was going to York!! This made me sad a bit because to be honest I miss that city. I got over it though when I reached Waterloo as I knew I was slowly getting closer to Nightwish time.
I get to Waterloo and give Dave a call letting him know that I have arrived. Now I receive the first brilliant thing of this trip. This of course being Birthday Pigeon. Boy oh boy have i missed the culinery prowess of that place. Even with it cold and being a day old, it was still so much better than the rubbish I eat here. Regrettably, I go to a shop later on to buy a drink and i accidentally leave it behind.Have no fear though people, I did eat most of it! However we had to make our way to Brixton. To get there we had to use the Underground. This in itself posed a few challenges. One being the damn ticket machine. The touch pad not being sensitive enough one moment to being overly sensitive later. I spelt Brixton like this BBBRIXTOONN first time round and second time tound it just didn't work. Thankfully we were sorted eventually and we were on our way. Anyway by that time, we were outside Brixton Academy and was about one hour away from the doors opening. At this point, Dave and I grew more and more excited about the gig and wanted seven o'clock to come quicker. Eventually we get ushered into the building where we are searched for weapons etc.
When we got into the stage, we were quite shocked as to how small it was. We were expecting some massive arena but it was actually rather small and dare I say cosy!
Twenty minutes or so after we get in, the first warm up act shows up and performs. They were a girl rock band called Indica and oh my word, they were all BANG TIDY! Dave wanted the red head, while I was after both blondes. It's how we roll I suppose. In fairness, musically they were also very good and will be going into HMV at some point and will buy one of their albums. After Indica, we were "treated" to Pain. Now in my opinion, I thought they sucked. It was all screaming which really is not what I like. I do not mind a little bit of shouting down the mic but for the whole song it just seems talentless and pointless. I was happy when they were done as it meant that Nightwish were next.
After an extended break, which felt like hours, Nightwish finally came on. They were absolutely amazing though and well worth the wait. They played the songs I wanted them to play. These songs being Amaranth, Nemo, Dark Chest of Wonders, Escapist and I Wish I Had An Angel. They also played others such as Islander, Siren, 7 Days to The Wolves, Romanticide and Ghost Love Score. According to Annette, who was beautiful and I kept shouting "marry me Annette", this was the first time they ever played Romanticide in a live gig. Another first (albeit only for the UK) was the use of full pyrotechnics. This made an already amazing gig so much better. There was fire and fireworks making it truly spectacular. For I Wish I Had An Angel, a mosh pit was formed and Dave thrusts the camera in my hand and runs off to join it. It is fair to say he owned that pit. Throughout the gig though, we did do the legend chant for Nightwish which went a little something like this (for those who are unaware of the chat)
Nightwish is a legend
Nightwish is a legend
Na na na na hey
Na na na na hey
and we also did
We are fucking Yorkshire
And we fucking love it
Na na na na hey
Na na na na hey
After the gig we decided it would be good to head off to Southampton and go peacocking in Reflex. Fortunately for me, my punt to buy a day return paid off as we caught the 23:39 from Waterloo back down. Sadly it only got as far down as Eastleigh which distance wise is about the same as Strensall or Poppleton is from York. From Eastleigh we caught a rail replacement bus to Southampton. However once we got to Reflex, after some needless trekking, we were told we could not get in as we were too late. Shame really as we really wanted Hulkamanias and hit on hot Southern women. In the end we got cheeseburgers and walked off back to my house. They were not Pigeon standard but we agreed not to expect such quality down south.
Today, Dave went back up to York (lucky git) and I know for a fact he is doing a blog on Nightwish, with his containing pics!
All in all it has been a fun filled two days and has been the best birthday ever. Up next we have the Michael Jackson gig in July and of course the Survivor Series tour in November. One added bonus to the MJ gig is that I know this BANG TIDY lass thats going and she wants to have sexy time with Captain Yorkshire (got it in there slyly) so not only will I get to see a legend, but fun times with sexy ladies to be had too! Also, depending on what peoples thoughts are on this, a few of us mates might be going on a holiday somewhere. Italy or Spain most likely.
Wow this is a big read and while not as big as TCL or maybe what DUD Rock will write, I would like to congratulate you on getting this far down. I look forward to whatever else we have planned for this year, but all I will say is that if its anything like the last couple of days have gone then I say BRING IT ON!.
Sunday 1 March 2009
Creed - My Sacrifice
I have decided to include this sond into my blog, as I believe that it is one of the most beautiful songs ever made. Was initially used for WWE Desire way back in 2001, but heard it again recently on the music channels and got me reminiscing.
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