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Blog #260
Happy Birthday To Me...
Anyway, today is the day Dixie turned 18.
I don't feel any different. I don't want to be 18.
For one, I don't like the number 8 - and for two, I don't like this immense burden of suddenly being an adult now on my head.
The only good thing is, now I can legally buy porn and sex toys. :)
Hello Ann Summers! :P
I still had college today, regardless of the pile of presents by the fireplace.
I didn't have time to open them when I woke up, so I only opened the cards that were there and put them on the mantlepiece. Mam had gone a bit mad with the decorartions - banners, balloons and foil tinselly things all over the place.
I should have opened the presents though - because for the entire day, I was left wondering what the box on top of my PS2 was.
When I came out of the house, ready to walk for my bus - this chav was walking by, and he was proper staring at me.
I didn't actually know why - until I realised he wasn't staring at me at all, he was staring at the banners and the balloons on the window behind me.
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College was pretty meh.
English was relativley boring, but thankfully - not too tormenting.
Media Studies was reasonable - another lesson on those horror films.Watching clips and taking notes. Very easily done. I love the old horror films too. Especially Nightmare On Elm Street. :D
Freddy Krueger - definatley my costume of choice this year for Ian's halloween party.
Today I had a beasty 3 hour break - Shelly walked down to the docks with me. We both bought sausage sandwiches and I got myself a bottle of water.
We went to the paved part down by the river and sat on the benches for a few hours, cuddling and talking. Shelly gave me lots of kisses too. We were in a really secluded part, shaded by trees and bushes, so nobody was there to bother us. It was freezing though - and despite Shelly's best efforts to keep me warm by cuddling me close to her - we only retreated back to college for the remaining 45 minutes of this beasty gap purely based on the fact it was far too bloody cold.
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When I got back, mam was in - and I finally got to know what was in the box.
An odd surprise - Shelly said it would be Guitar Hero 5 - but the box was WAY too small to have a guitar in it, and too big to be just the game - so I knew she was wrong. I had a feeling it might be something silly, like one of those daft novely keys - but it was far too heavy for that.
I opened it and I found a sexy DIGITAL PHOTO FRAME.
Fucking PHWOAR mate. :D
It looks fairly complex to set up, but I have a few ideas. I'll have a fiddle around with it - get some of our epic Saturday trio photos on there and show Ash and Shelly the next time they're round. It'll be a sweet addition to my desk - turned on for guests and when I need cheering up. :)
She'd also got me a mug with a cuddly troll inside it and a silver pentagram pendant. Sexah. :)
Paul had been and dropped off a card and the two Maximo games he'd ordered for me. Maximo and Maximo VS Army Of Zin, the sequel. And apparently, there's something else coming in the post for me. Oooh, I wonder. :)
And lastly, another jiffy bag with one of the games from Shelly - Ed, Edd 'N' Eddy: The Mis-Edventures. :)
Mam scorned my immaturity. Nah, she's just boring. I know how to have fun. :P
I wanted to go and play my new games, but mam fucking swayed me with a season of Desparate Housewives. Damn her. :)
While we watched this, I ate some instant macaroni cheese that smelt like sour milk and vomit, but tasted really good. :P
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Ian and Lisa came later on the night - and they'd brought my card and their present actually did contain Guitar Hero 5 - proving Shelly's idea partially correct. :)
Mam then did let me set up my PS2 - and we played We Love Katamari - took it in turns doing some levels.
Mam thinks its a pointless game. Nah, she just doesn't recognise genius gameplay when she sees it. And she's also shit at it, so that probably contributes some too. :P
"Let's be together, those words
It's only sweet for a little while"
-Heartbreaker by GDragon
oh well better late then never.
"It’s your HAPPY BIRTHDAY
A magical, special day that happens only once a year"
-Happy Birthday by NEWS
Today is the birthday of my little brother, Zack, who is now 28 years old. Happy Birthday Cracker!
And in honor of his birthday, his favorite "research librarian" is going to dazzle him with a story:
Once upon a time, there was this very smart girl who grew up to become a librarian. She had a full life, with plenty of interests, including the occasional visit to her friendly, neighborhood chiropractor. Because he was a friendly, neighborhood chiropractor, our very smart girl signed up for his monthly newsletter of health tips. Each month, on the first day, our very smart girl would open up her magical electronic mail and read the latest healthy tips. Since they were from a "real" doctor, our very smart girl just assumed that the information she was receiving about her health was information she could trust.
The heart of our story takes place on the first day of June, which is coincidentally the birthday of super-brother, the younger brother of our very smart girl. Well, on this day, our very smart girl opened up her magical electronic mail account and eagerly opened up the health tips newsletter. Suddenly, something seemed wrong! Our very smart girl was reading a story about the benefits of drinking water versus the detriments of drinking Coca-Cola. But wait, some of the claims in the story seemed so incredibly farfetched that they couldn't possibly be true! Never fear, our very smart girl knew that if she just read to the bottom of the article she would see the origins of the information and could rest assured that her friendly, neighborhood, trustworthy chiropractor would never lead her and the other faithful readers astray. Alas! Upon reaching the bottom of the story, our very smart girl saw that there were no indications that any actual research had been done prior to printing this story and forcing the loyal readers to read it.
Undaunted, our very smart girl used the skills she had acquired in her pursuit of a degree in Research Librarianship, skills she uses every day, and set out to discover the truth. In a matter of moments, our very smart girl had found some information on one of her favorite websites called Snopes. You see, the very best thing about Snopes is that they ALWAYS list the sources they used to verify the truth in their claims.
The first thing our very smart girl found is this story about Coke. Then, digging a little deeper, she also found this story about Water. Imagine the utter shock our very smart girl felt when she couldn't help but notice that the claims in the stories were identical to the claims in the article sent out by her friendly, neighborhood chiropractor. It was clear, somehow, the friendly, neighborhood chiropractor had stumbled across the information, declined to look into it any further and then sent out the information as fact in the newsletter read by his faithful subscribers. It was heartwrenching for our very smart girl to realize that very few people will take the time to find out if something is true. They are usually just willing to believe whatever information falls into their respective laps. Demoralizing, sure, but at least our very smart girl can take comfort in the fact that if people continue to be willing dupes of an information saturated society, then she'll always have a job. People need Research Librarians to set them on the path toward true and honest facts.
So, in light of this pure mission, our very smart girl immediately sent off a reply to her friendly, neighborhood chiropractor, informing him of his mistake, enlightening him to the error of his ways (with a positive attitude nonetheless!) and asking him to fix the misconceptions he perpetrated so that he'll not fall from grace as the favored, friendly, neighborhood chiropractor.
Then, because she does so enjoy the information (all properly cited) found at Snopes, our very smart girl hunted around until she found this article; which clearly explains why there'll be NO SINGING to super-brother today. In a popular, open venue such as this, we wouldn't want to be found guilty of copyright infringement. Why, that would undo all the good we've done today by setting the friendly, neighborhood chiropractor back on the path to right.
Plus, super-brother doesn't really like it when I sing to him.
The End.
Happy Birthday, Zack, I hope you enjoyed this little adventure of "our very smart girl," the research librarian. And maybe you even learned some things you never knew you never knew.
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