| "You stupid boy!" |
[Oct. 2nd, 2006|07:19 pm] |
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In my best Captain Mainwaring voice.
The boy kicked his football on to the roof of the school today.
The boy climbed up onto the roof and rescued his football.
The boy missed his footing while climbing down
The boy faceplanted the pavement from 11 feet in the air.
The boy is very lucky to be alive - two small areas of bruising on his brain, a fractured cheekbone, major concussion and possibly a busted ankle. When I first saw him at the hospital he was slipping in and out of consciousness and did not recognize me or the missus. That scared the living shit out of both of us. Fortunately after a couple of hours he came round and recognized us. He has no recollection of what happened tho'.
Tomorrow I am going to have a chat with the Headmaster. First item on the agenda is going to be how an 11 year old boy managed to climb onto the roof of his school. The second item will probably involve me recreating Jack's injuries on the headmaster with a baseball bat.
I am not a happy camper. |
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| Meme from Salegamine |
[Sep. 10th, 2006|08:23 pm] |
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| | Brainiac in the background | ] |
If there is one or more people on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal |
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| Ouch! Ooh! Eek!... |
[Sep. 1st, 2006|12:04 pm] |
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| | "Monster" The Automatic | ] |
Oof! stoppitt! ok! OK! OK!!! I'll post something, dammit! Just stop with the nudging already! Gordon Bennett, I feel like an ha'penny! :-p
Ok, so I 'aint posted for a long time. But thats 'cos absolutely nothing exciting, interesting, good, bad or indifferent has happened to me! since March! i've managed to avoid going to hospital all summer (woo-hoo!) I'm still pretending to be married, i'm still in the same shitty job, fixing the same shitty computers. I have joined a gym and despite doing 90 mins cardio workout 3 times a week and eating little else but fruit I have not managed to lose or gain any weight. Concerened about this I goes to the doctor who after taking 3 blood tests so far can't decide whether I have diabetes or not.
Other than that, nada! Sorry to be a boring fart. :o( |
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| Who says its a free country? |
[May. 12th, 2006|10:39 am] |
Rabid vegetarians get panties in a bunch and censor logical argument! Film at 11!
Article on El Reg
The irony here is that due to this poxy diet i'm damn near a veggie myself. Only allowed oily fish, skinless chicken and extra lean red meat.
Damn, I could murder a bacon sandwich right about now. |
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| w00t! |
[Apr. 5th, 2006|11:13 am] |
I did a favour for someone over xmas. He is a good mate but was suffering from lackofcashitis at the time. No biggie, I just assembled a frankenbox out of spare parts I have lying around my house so that he had something to play on and surf the net with. Seems that person's ship has come in 'cos last night by way of thanks he presented me with Blake's 7 seasons 1, 2 & 3 and Star Trek TOS seasons 1,2 & 3 DVD boxsets. He also told me that he has the final season of Blake's 7 on order and I will get it when it is released at the end of this month. *does happy dance*
So much to watch, so little time to waste sleeping! :o) |
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| Never mind the great rock 'n roll swindle, |
[Mar. 29th, 2006|02:50 pm] |
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Here's the bollocks!
So, I have noticed a few lyrics quizzes floating around. I might as well add to the fun
( Biiiig popquiz... )
Please note that all songs here are on my full playlist. Yes, even number 10 of the '80's. (Gods but i'm a sad muppet!) Great care has been taken to confirm that the year the song was released in the UK corresponds to the decade in which it is in. Sorta. Posts will be screened for a couple of days until I post the answers.
Enjoy! :o) |
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| Memage |
[Mar. 28th, 2006|02:26 pm] |
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Shamelessly robbed from Nin-man
The Rules:
1. You can only say YES or NO!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone replies and asks!
( Spin the bottle... ) |
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| Hello all. Yes, I am still alive... |
[Mar. 23rd, 2006|01:35 pm] |
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| | slipping gears of the postroom printer | ] |
despite the best efforts of the National Health Service and Good Abandon Hope hospital!
I have had an interesting couple of months spent inside the above paragon of healthcare. Well, interesting if you happen to be a medical student - personally I was bored fucking witless most of the time. The rest of the time I spent in screaming agony, wishing somebody would shoot me in the face.
Do you want to hear the story? You DO?!? ( Well gather round and titter ye not! ) |
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| Suppose i'd better do an update |
[Dec. 20th, 2005|06:56 pm] |
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| | Green Day - "Basketcase" | ] |
What's been happening over the last couple of months in Breezeblock's world? Had a cracking holiday in Tenerife. Looked at the holiday snaps and nearly shat myself when I saw just how much of a fat bastard I was. Vowed to go on a diet. Joined "Slimming World". Lost 2 and a half stone so far (w00t!) and finally I celebrated not smoking for a whole year by catching pneumonia and coming far too fucking close to dying for comfort. Fuck me, what a year I have had! :o( |
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| Has it been THAT long since I updated? |
[Sep. 6th, 2005|03:40 am] |
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| | "When September ends" - Green Day | ] |
Oops!
Well, in my defence I have been a tad busy since they gave me a shitload of brand new servers at work all running an unfamiliar OS and told me to administer 'em all on my own. Of course I dont get a payrise to reflect this; "Hey, Windows NT4 admin? Windows 2003 and Citrix admin? Whats the difference? You dont need no training - you're a smart guy, you'll pick it up!" Yeesh! :o( Google has most definately been my friend the last couple of months!
Anyway, I have finally got enough of a handle on it to be able to take a holiday. Yay! We are off to Tenerife in about 9 hours. I got me bucket and spade packed and i'm so excited I cant sleep hence me posting this at 03:45 BST. The last time I took a holiday I broke my coccyx so there will be no playing sillybuggers this time! Just sun, sea and copious quantities of falling-down water. :o)
I'm chuffed and extremely relieved that NOLAWitch dodged Katrina. Some of the news footage they were showing got me really worried. |
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| Subject? we don' need no steenkin' subject! |
[Jul. 14th, 2005|09:44 pm] |
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| | "Show must go on" - Queen | ] |
Well, it's been a while since I updated. Since I decided to go on holiday some bastards blew up a bit of London and some other bastards threatened to blow up Brum. What precicely did you achieve? killed a few commuters? Bravo! I'm sure the world is now cowering before the might of the suicide bomber! fucktards!
Sitting here in the drunken torpor that I currently find myself in I just thought of a way to stop suicide bombers. Or at least Muslim suicide bombers. How? S'easy! Seems that "Mustapha Dynamite-Weskit" believes that s/he has to be buried in a specific way. The body has to be clean or they cant make it to their afterlife. OK so we make a public statement that anyone committing a suicide bombing will have their remains fed to pigs before being released to their next of kin. Blow yourself up and we'll turn you into pigshit! Sounds like a plan to me. Bastards! |
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| Who says there's no such thing as karma? |
[Jun. 20th, 2005|09:02 pm] |
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In the previous entry I was whinging about smiling boy being a total dick about admin priveliges. Well, my ex-boss who is a top geezer (and he used to be the sysadmin at our old place until he employed me so he could concentrate on coding) was needing to do some data migration only he found that he had no priveliges on one particular server. He asks me to set him up. Of course I say no because I dont have any admin rights myself. He goes and sees smiling boy who asks him to submit a request to the helpdesk. At this my ex-boss goes ballistic and calls the biiiiig boss down south (on a sunday afternoon) asking why we were all sitting on our arses while a helpdesk request to create some fileshares was sitting in a helpdesk queue 200 miles away and that the guy who would service the request was sitting two feet from him. Only the guy who services the requests hasn't been given permissions to do his job. The biiiiig boss does not like to be disturbed on a sunday afternoon. He rings my and smiling boy's current boss (who hasn't seen or even spoken to me for over a week) and gives him a round of fucks. My boss rings me and asks why i'm not doing all the critical admin requests that the programmers need. I say I dont got no access. He rings smiling boy and all of a sudden, as if by magic I have domain admin priveliges. While he is bollocking smiling boy, smiling boy does something twattish and the dev server goes down right in the middle of my ex-bosses 400-odd gig data export which had been running for about 10 hours. My ex-boss goes looking for smiling boy with a length of cat-5e tied in a noose and a nasty glint of homicide in his eyes. He runs smiling boy to earth in the server room and rips into him at the same time as our boss is giving him a bollocking over the phone. Sweet. Being allowed to do my job I got all the clients up and ready to rock and roll for 8:00 this morning. Shame that they couldn't do any work because the data export had to be started from scratch. and the brand new servers were sitting empty. :o) |
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| Very quick update |
[Jun. 19th, 2005|12:36 am] |
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| | "Kings of the wild frontier" - Adam and the Ants | ] |
OK, so it been a little hectic over here for the past couple of weeks. So far I have only had to break down, transport, set up and rebuild 150+ client machines in our shiny new office which hasn't even had the lease signed yet. I am not allowed to attach them to the domain tho'. Oh no, that privelige is reserved for the head office sysadmin whom I have nicknamed "smiling boy" on account of the fact that if he ever were to smile his face would crack and his head would cave in. I have met some miserable gits in my time but this twat takes the biscuit! Anyhoo, smiling boy has decreed that I don't get domain admin rights now that we have joined their domain. This means that I have gone from being a sysadmin on my own domain to an IT literate labourer on head offices'. Joy! I wouldn't mind but not only does smiling boy not have a personality, his admin skills leave shitloads to be desired. We haven't even gone live yet and already the complaints are stacking up: "Why cant I create a new folder on my home drive?" Why wont it let me add the printer that is two feet from me instead of making me use the one 100 yards away?" "Why does it say I don't have permissions to look at my own e-mail?" "Fix it!" they cry. "But I can't!" says I "Yes you can! You could fix it in our old office, why not here?" "You will have to log a call with our helpdesk located over 250 miles away and they will prioritize your call to sometime next month and then maybe, if you are very good, smiling boy may fix your problem." "Why dont you fix it?" "Because they have taken away my fixing permissions and now I am a lowly plebian user just like you! I am only allowed to put computers onto desks now." Still, once we do go live I am anticipating a lot of un-interrupted Nethack playing time until the screaming becomes so loud that smiling boy has to give me back my admin priveliges. Such is life. Ah well, time for bed, another 16 hour day tomorrow, (that is Father's day in the UK) and we go live monday morning at 0700. |
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