One of the Flock

This message is pretty much just a test to make sure that I can update my blog through 'Flock', some new browser based on the firefox source code, but with a load of blogging and sharing tools of some sort. It's an intruiging concept, but I don't yet see how it affects me... Other than making updating my blog a one-click job. Actually, seeing as my job is made considerably easier, it's probably neccessary for me to use this. As I've mentioned before, I'm lazy.

A shape not entirely unlike a fruit of some sort.

I'm sitting on the floor of my room, typing this on my trusty laptop. In front of me are the gutted remains of my computer, which, due to my own negligence, seems to have a burnt-out motherboard. Meanwhile I'm groping around the room looking somewhat in vain for my missing keycard so that I have a chance of leaving the building tomorrow to go on a brewery tour. These two problems alone will cost me in the region of £100, leaving me on the verge of bankruptcy. So much for the N64 per week theory.
I haven't had much time to write my blog lately due to the sheer amount of work I've ended up doing, and I'll still be busy well into reading week. Hence the shortness of this blog. Ah well, I tried.

Just someone give me Fable: The lost chapters (i.e, play.com make my goddamn delivery) or my snes, and I'll be happy again.

We are the Neo-Sapiens. Bow down before us.

Hello to all those naysayers out there who thought that I'd never update this blog; I'd completely forgotten about it... UNTIL I passed by the JBP Library, and seeing as I pass the JBP on most days, having it as a reminder should serve to facilitate my blogging.
Anyways, more stuff (as usual) arrived for me today; three items from eBay and a DVD. Essentially, I'm now in possession of boxed original PAL copies of both Sonic 3 and Sonic and Knuckles, a calculator from the 1970s (made by the long-dead british technology conglomerate Commodore) and possibly the finest live-action film to come out of Japan this century, Casshern. Of course, being the klutz that I am, I checked my mail last thing before going to a lecture, so I now have vast amounts of goodies sitting in a box beside me, and demaning to be arried home without me dropping any of it. Ah well, it was easier than carrying all the stuff there; a box and three loose jiffy bags; yes, the reception aren't even willing to give us elastic bands these days!

News wise, all of this is Negligable. The real news is that, known very well by all of my associates in Leek, I went home for the weekend, plannintg to use stuff from my room to fill my visual diary project, which, at the moment, is somewhat lacking in stuff. This was somewhat disabled by the fact that, despite me ordering my parents to stay out of my room while I'm at university, the entire thing had been cleaned out and redecorated, and is now awaiting a console-friendly storage unit (designed by yours truly) and a sofa from eBay. Good news for me, but not for my visual diary, so I spent the rest of the weekend taking photos and drawing pictures to place in my diary. Much drinking and downloading and Donkey Konga was to be had otherwise.

City of Sin

So here I am, sitting... no, standing (there aren't any chairs for the computers in the lobby of the JBP library), blogging my thoughts . Unfortanatly the desire to blog caught me at one of my more rational moments, so I can't treat you to the usual kind of random observations that spedw out of my unkempt psyche, but what I can say is that I have a reasonably cheap copy of Sin City propped up between the keyboard and the monitor, so any blogging tonight will probably have a "An old man dies, a little girl lives. Fair trade." motif.

It hurts me, as a critic of early-adopting and generally anything with the term 'nu', 'new', 'noo', 'neuvaux' or 'neo' attatched to it (With the exception of neotokyo, possibly the finest post-apocalyptic setting ever seen to blow up at the end of an anime movie), but Sin City is one of the finest films I've ever seen. it's sheer stylishness is a stunning magesty of incredible power. It's writing, witty and enjoyable, with so many jokes thrown in the edges, much like is seen in comic book dialogue, and of course, in the original dialogue from the sin city comic books themselves, not to mention the decision by Miller to not only make the film out of three different stories, of which the only true connection between them is the City itself, but to film the comic books themeselves, frame for frame, rather than have some scriptwriter fuck it up to high heaven .

Now if you'll excuse me, I have lectures to go to.

Revenge is a dish best served cold (Old Klingon Proverb)

Do you find me sadistic? Y'know, I bet I could fry an egg on my head right now, if I wanted to... no kiddos, I like to believe that you're aware enough even now to know that there's nothing sadistic in my making you read my blog. Maybe towards those other jokers, but not towards you. Believe me, in writing this blog, this is me at my most... masochistic.
"Follow the story screens to get a better feel for the task you're about to take on."
This week is the week I made several important discoveries. The most important of these discoveries is that there is one legitimate use for a blog, which is laziness. Overall, it's much easier to point you people to a hyperlink (yes, even you wako) than to explain to you all, again and again and again what's been going on in my life.

The second most important discovery involves the game 'Zero Wing', infamous for it's "All your Base are belong to us" line. Although this line has been used and used again for many years, the final irony of the Zero Wing curse is, in fact, nowhere to be found on the ROM, it's actually in the game manual, which means that it's translated into 8 languages, and it's just as ironic in foriegn tongues as it is in our own. For the reading pleasure of those who have the game, you'll find it on page 10 of the manual. For those who don't have the game, the line is hidden somewhere in this post ;).

The final discovery that I can be bothered to tell you all (see paragraph 1 for that reason) is that I've spent so much so far, that I'm going to be living on £10 a day until Christmas. That may seem bad, but it still means that I could buy a second hand N64 every week until that day, and still have well more than enough food to survive. Life is good, no? Of course, As I've got £50's worth of videogames ordered for before then, that means two less N64s, and being a Media Student, it really is time that I built myself a DVD collection, so the N64 will have to wait.