December 2nd, 2005 James
Having a Computer Languages exam on Tuesday naturally means that I sit down with the full intention of revising for it, but not actually doing anything of real substance. I mean during the exam period my room is the cleanest, my file system on my computer is very well organised, all my music gets tagged properly etc. etc. I find every little thing a large distraction and having a permanent connection to the Internet doesn’t help at all. I usually start revising, then subconciously my mind gets completely distracted, next thing I know I’m spending an inordinate amount of time sorting out a suitable playlist to revise to or looking at something on the Internet that has nothing related to the subject I’m revising for, that accursed WEBoggle, it’s so addictive, if only I had found it after exams!
Well today my subconcious had exhausted the usual aforementioned methods of procrastinating and I found myself doing one of the most strangest things. It started when I found a bit of dirt on the side of one of my keys on my keyboard. The smallest distraction for a procrastinating mind proved to be fatal as the next thing I knew I had got my penknife out, was scraping inbetween all of the keys and getting an amazing amount of dust out. Given that my keyboard must be about 5 years old now, since then the computer itself has changed 3 times, there was a hell of a lot of dust in there. I even managed to find a small child within my keyboard who had lost their way down Bar Street and was living off the crumbs and morsels that fell between the keys if I ate near my computer. Bit of an exaggeration, but you get the picture. Anyway I challenge all you blogreaders maybe not to go so far as clean your keyboard with a penknife, but just to hold your keyboard upside down, give it a bit of a shake and see what comes out, you never know, you may be sitting on a goldmine of bronze age pottery or an undiscovered fossil. Well at least it’ll let you see the hardships of the poor keyboard!
Otherwise, procrastination has proved to get something else that isn’t pointless cleaning of keyboards, check out the sidebar on the right showing the top tracks that I’ve listened to the past week. Took a bit of fiddling as most of the default settings made it go way off the template on the right, but this’ll do until Geffy or someone writes me a script that displays my recently listened to tracks, instead of a chart of what my most played ones are a week ago.
In other Yoghurt news, Tesco are proving to be a regular blog reader on here, after me moaning about not providing ceramic plates, I already wrote that they now do, and now they stock chopsticks too! Thanks, Tesco. Thesco.
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October 11th, 2005 James
Thought I’d better update this as I haven’t in a while, so to bring everyone back up to speed with my life I’ll start with the meaning of the title. My housemates and I live above a restaurant which we visited a few days ago for a meal. Chris went with Alice, Matt went with Laura, Tom went with Joanna, Luke went with Faith leaving the remaining flatmates; Geffy and I, who unfortunately lack a female partner. So we weren’t too enthusiastic about going. Needless to say we did go though and on Friday evening off we set: down the stairs leading to our front door, out of the front door, turn left and take the next door on the left. The Green Lizard, which boasts envious remarks on blackboards facing the window, like the “Home of the Baked Crab” awaited us. We were understandably hungry and thirsty from our long trek, so we got drinks and some pretty good food. Enviously, Matt plucked up the courage to order the baked crab, for which the restaurant is famous for. Unfortunately it was a bit too expensive for my meager allowances for the night, so I went with the cheaper steak pie. Due to them forgetting my side dish and after repeated attempts to attract attention the unability to order a replacement drink I cannot award them with full marks. The opportunity of sharing other people’s side dishes made up for that slightly. But anyway, I thought it was an ok meal, but nowhere near as good as the time before when I went there. However, the next day it was like the soul of the Green Lizard sensed my dissatisfaction with my meal the previous evening and wanted to punish me! No, I wasn’t ill at all, I was fine. However multiple times throughout Saturday I had to answer the door to people coming in, walking right through the door past me, wondering why our landing, which is full of steps didn’t look like a restaurant. I would feel that the people were even more stupid (more so than a large window next to our door, with a visible entrance to the restaurant door) because of the fact that they had to ring a doorbell to gain access to the would be restaurant that is our home. However, according to Luke there does exist in faraway places, restaurants with which you have to ring a doorbell to gain access. Ok fine, but it does suck that I live closest to the door and had to run down 2 flights of stairs around 3 times that day only to redirect people to the restaurant next door. One guy actually said “Oh!…Isn’t this the home of the baked crab?” Come on people, do I look like a baked crab?!!!! Really?!!! I wish I had said that to him now…
In other Yoghurt news: My individual presentation didn’t go too badly today, glad it’s over though, I do so hate presentations.
I owe Tesco an apology from “The Lord of the Chopsticks: The Fellowship of the Chopstick” post when I named and shamed it for not providing me with a replacement plate. I have recently been handed a ceramic plate from Tom which he claims to have bought from Tesco. Well, that’s not what the lady I asked had said. In fact, she said more to the effect of “We only sell those paper plates”. In fact, I think she owes me an apology more than I owe it to Tesco 
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