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Ian's Quote O'The Day
Pippa: (On Steel Panther) I think I would jeopardize my sexual health for them.

I intended to go to the library today. The plan was to wake up, meander to the library, read some books, probably eat a pasty for lunch from "that pasty place" in the Union, read some more books and then make my way back to the abode, make some pasta, watch a film and then find out if anyone is free enough to spend an evening doing very little with the awesome that is me.
Instead I woke up, reached for the xbox controller and played Brütal Legend from the comfort that was the bed for a good four and a half hours. This was a very good use of a day, though not the good use of a day I had hoped for. I also brought some cheese.
Unfortunatly the finding of cheese and the playing of Brütal Legend did not contribute to my 2,500 word count nor did they add to any form of knowledge based improvement, unless this knowledge is cheese based or revolving around the gameplay and unit hierachy of Brütal Legend.
I appear to have relapsed slightly into this whole emo based vein of emotional being. I shan't ramble about it, I just deleted a long tract of pointless ranting which you have all heard before. I have written it countless times before. It's just I haven't really met anyone since then that I, you know, like in that sort of direction (I also maintain she hasn't either, can we all say rebound kids?). I'll find some awesome at some point, just haven't met them yet, nothing wrong with that. I've seen (500) Days Of Summer I know how this shit works.
Now I sleep. 9am lecture in the 'morrow and a library to raid.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Candice: I never knew how excited I could get over food

Rosanna and I went to the Comedy Night at the Union, it was actually pretty fucking funny, the "warm up dude" and the headliner were awesome, the other guy on was less than funny, a lot less than funny. Was going to try some Zimbabwe currency humour there but it's too late for that shite, I have some Brutal Legend to play.
Was a good evening, haven't seen Rosanna in ages and epic company is always appreciated. I hope this occurs again soon.
Now onwards to some gaming.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Murray: I like that I can survive a tank blast and slice people in half with laser swords. What the fuck do I want reality for?

Lord Of The Rings Conquest is a painfully annoying game. I shan't delve to far into why just take my word for it and steer clear of this game, I have nearly broken the controller and the table due to game based agrovation. The Evil campaign is fairly novel though, currently onto "The sacking Of Minas Tirith".
Today was the usual Monday. I woke up later than I should have, met Louisa sat through a three hour American History Seminar and then ruined to mine, buying Hot Wings on the way. Instead of going out I spent the money I would've spent on alcohol on Modern Warfare 2 instead, only £32 on Amazon, my brother found this deal, he is a G.
Spent my evening doing very little past gaming, could've done some constructive work but that's what the library is for, a building I'll be spending Wednesday, Thursday and some of Friday in. After these days I should be able to write my first essay, good times.
May not be going to see Top Gear on Wednesday anyway, probably for the best I have way too much work that I should get done considering nothing will be done over the weekend. Only two weeks from deadlines and haven't even looked at the other assignment, need to get decent marks.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Yimbo: He'll have no powers, I think once he shaves he'll just fade
 Veronica: I was thinking that. But like what if we shave it. And then the world unravels? THAT is where the Mayan calender ends, at the shaving of Ian's beard.
Yimbo: Indeed. Ian is the one who will destroy us all.


Jamie: Your beard mind tricks don't work on me Jedi!
Me: But Jamie, this is not the beard you are looking for.

(500) Days Of Summer may be my new favourite film. Just finished watching it and it is actually awesome, it has also cured me of the lameness I found myself battling this week, which is fucking awesome actually. I advise anyone struggling with any form of relationship break up or girl issues to watch this film, I mean in places it makes you want to punch the next couple you see and physically lecture them on why love will only hurt them, the human race and the universe, but by the end it's actually rather uplifting.
My weekend was rather entertaining, if a tad culturally opposed.
Saturday involved going home, watching Wales get beaten by New Zealand, eating pizza, drinking beer and watching the Haye vs Valuev fight. This is perhaps the single most stereotypical "Man Day" I have ever had. Sunday however started with me watching "Merchant Of Venice" eating cake and drinking tea, see what I mean by culturally opposed? After a night of pizza, beer, rugby and boxing I expected my Sunday to end up with killing a bear with my bare hands or eating raw steak while drinking scotch in a log cabin, that I built, in a forest somewhere. But alas, that is not how my day unfolded.
I could not decide between my "Quotes Of The Days" so I have just left them both their, they both amused me too no end, regardless of how egotistical that sounds when one of them was said by me. I can laugh at my own jokes. If I didn't because I had said them that would be discrimination. And discrimination is bad.
Feeling a lot more optimisic, back on track again which is good. Remember all those positive rants I had a few months ago? Well just re-read one of those, you'll get the point. Stumbled a bit recently but only natural, was always going to be a long drawn out affair really, but fuck it. Ian is back on the road to recovery and awesomeness.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Yimbo: Is it usual for a young Asian Man to cook a bacon sandwhich at 2:30am?
Me: It's usual for me to, and if it's okay for me and not okay for you; then that's racism my friend. Fight the fucking system.
Yimbo: I SHALL! Fuck the system

Never watch "House Of A 1000 Corpses" and then walk through a dark park in the depths of night, it was fucking terrifying. I heard footsteps and glass smashing.
Spent yet more time in the library today after my early morning two hour Tudor based seminar. Also saw Kat, which was awesome, haven't seen her in fucking ages. After some constructive use of my time and some A Day To Remmeber listening in the library I returned back to the abode and did very little with my time, wasting it away until my evening plans came to fruition.
Ended up Alisons this evening, we watched "California Man" one of the best shit films around and then "House Of A 1000 Corpses". Was nice seeing her, haven't spent any realy decent time with her in way too long so was good to just eat some 'za and watch a couple of films. Good times had by all.
Back home tomorrow, just for the night. Think it'll do me some good really, I know it's only for the night but home can do wonders. Plus there's heating that's turned on, food I don't have to pay for in the fucking fridge and a 7"2 boxer fighting a 6"4 dude on the TV. Sounds like a mighty fine Saturday to go home.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Tom: You know you were saying about wanting decorations for the living room? What do you think of the grail tablet from The Last Crusade?

I listened to four Coheed and Cambria albums today, this can also be phrased "I listened to every Coheed and Cambria album today" but I thought I'd throw in that extra piece of numerical information to help you visualise the situation. As their concept albums I listened to them chronologically as, you know, that's how I roll.
This was done in the library while I read historical based factoids by the way, I wasn't just standing in the middle of my room listening to the entire works of Coheed and Cambria, this is not something I would do. I would at least be on Facebook or some form of video game.
I returned from the Library and racked in some achievement points on Resident Evil 5, I unlocked the Gatling Gun. Nothing more fun then destroying zombies with a Gatling Gun. It appeals to the very core of the male psyche.
After destroying some Zombie scum I headed to the Upin Arms with Irwin, we talked, we drank, we discovered that "I Wish I Was A Girl" by Violent Delight was on the Juke Box and then we parted ways.
I have decided I'm going to learn all the bass parts from Protest The Hero's first album. I have pretty much got Blindfolds Aside sorted and then I move on to another song. This shall be done. I MUST MATHCORE UP MY BASSING SKILLS!
All in all a day that involved Coheed and Cambria, Zombies, Beer and biscuits has to be a good day.
That is all.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Sideburns: Cabbages are for poor people.

The plan today was to do work. Take my pretty face to the library, bury it in a book for a few hours and probably buy a pasty for lunch, one of those nice ones from the Union, and then I'd sit on a bench opposite the Palmer Building eating said pasty and listening to some form of music, today probably would've been the Bring Me The Horizon Remix album. I would've watched the multitude of blank faces march by, probably fall in love with someone and then take myself back to the abode comfortable in knowing that I will never gain the love of this "someone" but it's always something to aim for.
Instead I had a really annoying dream about "her" and woke up feeling painfully sorry for myself. I plan someone for bringing it all back up at the weekend but what can you do (well you can throw them out of your house but that's beside the point). It appears Ian is slightly mentally screwed up this week, but I have got through this before, I can get through this again.
My day instead involved slowly making my way to campus where I sat in Mojo's with a pint of beer amidst the company of Tasha and her friend Sideburns, I never did catch his real name, he was just introduced to me as "Sideburns". Several hours were wasted at this table until we realised we could waste no more time. We left, departing in three very seperate directions.
My directions led me to Hot Wings, Wings I proceeded to pretty much inhale and choke on, I mean I felt like I was going to die but for the briefest of moments the very air tasted of the finest chicken. Which was ironic, because the chicken I was eating was very far from the finest chicken. I mean it wasn't bad. But I generally imagine the "finest" chicken would be survived on some form of jewel encrusted plate with some form of condiment of the Gods and bacon.
My evening was spent continuing my learning of "Blindfolds Aside" and watching two very, very average films "Babylon A.D" and "The Day The Earth Stood Still". The latter was better than I thought it would be, for the sole reason that I had heard on the grapevine that it was an abomination and should have been shot in the back of the head along with the rest of its kind.
It's weird how Keanu has made a livelihood out of not acting. I mean my Dad has but he doesn't get paid anywhere near as much as Keanu for not acting, it's unfair.
Now I must away. That was my day and a brief insight into the lameness that is Ian's brain right now.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Tim: Do you not do Chemistry you bastard?

Honor: We ALL threw up and I woke up in the Holiday Inn with a man called Jesus

Due to a multitude of reasons I have not blogged since last Thursday, be this because I was too busy some nights, too unconnected to the internet or just plan dead on my feed I have been unable to satisfy your cravings for all things blog. This however shall be remedied tonight.
I am currently spending time drinking tea, eating biscuits and watching Zombieland. Was having a weird "I hate being alone" depression stage sparked by a character in the film "Assassination Of A High School President" looking hideously like "her" new boyfriend, that sped up the downward spiral I was midway through. This film however coupled with the tea and the biscuit has actually cheered me up somewhat.
I demand you watch this film, it isn't Shaun Of The Dead but it is still hideously funny.
Right where shall I begin? When was my last update? Thursday I believe. I shall check... Yes "1813 Words Later" was indeed Thursday's update, though it lies and said it was written Friday 30th October, it wasn't. You know this. I know this. Life knows this.
Friday involved going to see Bloc Party at the Rivermead Leisure Centre, pre-drinks occured at the abode of Templeman and the gig was actually pretty fucking good, not the best that I've seen them, that honour goes to their Reading Festival 2007 performance but it was still pretty fucking good. Support wise though, well let's just say I have seen better support bands, the forty five minutes I spent writhing on a hospital bed before the morphine kicked in during the infamous "twisticles" incident was a better use of time than the twenty minutes the support band were on for. They soounded like a mix between The Hoosiers and Glasvegas if both bands had forgottten how to actually make music. That such bands exist and are successful make me wnat to commit crimes against humanity. I wish bands like this will end and the world absorb their energy and d something constructive with it, such as an earthquake or a tree.
Spent most of the time at the back of the gig with Templeman, drinking beer and watching Bloc Party tear and briefly electro their way through the set. Afterwards the gig viewing posse and I made our way to Sakura where Kele, the Bloc Party singer dude, was doing a DJ set. Twas a good use of an evening. Ended up back at Templemans with an assortment of people eating kebab and chicken. That was an epic use of a 4am. I want another kebab now but I am over my fortnightly quota of one, also could be called a weekly quota of one, but fortnightly makes it seem like I eat less. Actually I don't eat an awful lot of kebab, fried chicken on the other hand.
I have the massive urge to watch The Big Lebowski and eat a kebab will drinking tea and tea-dunked biscuit.
Saturday daytime was spent in town spending yet more money I had not. Halloween was upon us and the evening was spent well, right up until someone got us thrown out of the club as he was macho arsehole with an anger problem, an ego issue and some weird "I have to assert my manliness" that makes me think that either he has never seen a vagina before or he has one, this anger problem and ego issue continued throughout the course of the night right up until he strangled me and I threw him out of my house as I'm not tainting my awesome by being around such a cunt any longer. You know the kind of people you defend to your friends? Then after that you realise that your friends where right and you feel fairly stupid about not having seen it from the beginning. Shan't give this matter anymore blogspace but at the time it made me so angry I was physically shaking, this rarely happens in the world of Ian. Occasionally my hand will shake when I'm angered but I was shaking from my core. It was scary as fuck, dislike being that angry. I mean I've been angry before but that angry was just scary. Too many lines were crossed that night, way too many lines.
Sunday was spent attempting to do work. Kebab was eaten (kebab which I was paid £1.40 due to some epic over changing), Coke was drunk and 1600 words were written eventually. An annoying assignment it was, the kidn where you spend an hour thinking of what the first line of a paragraph but as soon as this elusive sentance is expelled forth onto the page the next 200 hundred words come easier than a, you know, easy thing from Amsterdam.
Monday was a sad day. Louisa was too ill to attend seminar times. It seemed a lonely and barren place without her, Welsh Guy and Irish Guy were good company but they were not Louisa. The three hour seemed longer, the room seemed darker, the history seemed less historical and my life seemed that little bit sadder. I would've shed a tear if I was something less of a man.
Today was spent doing absolutly nothing, a privelge I had earned by spending a lot of money on a costume I hardly got to use, drink that got sobered away from me by anger and finishing my work. Now I return to learning Blindfolds Aside on t'bass.
Still downward spiralling if I am being quite honest with you avid reader. I'm sure I'll be ok but for some reason beyond me I am missing "her" so fucking much recently. Not even sure if it's "her" I'm missing or just the ideal of actually having a "her" that make sense?

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Alison: I just saw some strippers with fire

My internet cut out last night, this explains the lack of a blog, luckily I didn't do anything of vast importance yesterday, infact I can barely remember yesterday. The major highlights of the past two days are two fold:
1. I finish an assignment for one of my History modules, I have left the other one until the last minute, it shall be done Sunday with a can of monster and some form of takeaway, I can whittle out a 1500 report on a documentary under those conditions right?
2. I saw the sexiest female I have ever seen. Not only was she hot but she was also holding a shotgun and killing zombies on House of the Dead 3 in the union, is their really anymore you could want from a woman? I mean seriously. I must find out who she is. I MUST MEET HER! SHE MUST BE MINE! Ahem. Second time I've fallen in love this week. The Zombie Hunteress will be mine, O yes, she will be. Smiling Welsh Girl is a thing of the past, by that I mean soon as I see her I'll think "you should be holding a shotgun" but still!
Past that there's nothing to really report, Irin is heading up tomorrow as is the Broseph and Raj, got the Bloc Party gig and then the after party so perhaps no blog entry for you tomorrow, or Saturday infact, Saturday is Halloween. I'm going as Bill from Left 4 Dead, fuck yeah.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Hector: Your love for Journey will get you punched one day.

Mass Effect is awesome. It is so awesome that I refuse to write a decent blog entry so I cna retun as quickly as I can to living, I mean playing, the game. Today I have commited genocide, wiped out every living person in a colony and just shot a prisoner of war. Good times.
Infact yeah all you're getting is the following:
Hector, Dio and I went to Sakura, good times ensued and today I did very little past write 1030 words and very briefly see Sabriny and Alison.
Seriously this game is way to addictive. ONWARDS TO SAVING THE GALAXY

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Charlotte: Did you misjudge your pocket with a spade?

Today I went to the library. On the way to the library I broke my phone. At the library I did not do enough work. On my return from the library I did no work.
Fail.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Pippa: I look forward to the pizza gods triumphant win, and seeing the Bearded God of the External Hardrive's bald face

I am tired, so very tired this means you get yet another lame blog entry mostly revolving around sentances that start with "then" and "we" and very little amusement.
Pippa and I came to Reading today as it was the Reading Open Day. We walked a lot, we wandered around and then we headed back to our abode and watched Star Trek, the new film, while watching Pizza. It was incredible, both the pizza and the Star Trek. Yes Man was then viewed and once this had finished I escorted her to the train station before returning home to watch FlashForward and Peep Show.
That is all you receive today. Was a good day, days with Pippa are always entertaining.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Graham: I love how political correctness doesn't exist in Central Europe

Paloma Faith is really fucking weird, she appears to be singing in a metal dress while holding a balloon.
I did not blog yesterday, though I am sure noone really cares to any great extent, my internet cut out and rather than figure out some A-Team style way of fixing it I just went to sleep.
I can not be bothered to write a massive narrative so instead you get the good ole list format.
The last two days I:

• Went to the library
• Ate an awesome pasty, as in so good it made me see God
• Went back to the library and briefly saw Mary outside.
• I spent three more hours in the library
• I went to my abode and discovered the wonder that is "Dr Horrible's Sing-Along Blog" it is incredible to the level that it's sexually gratifying
• I watched Dead Poet's Society, never new Wilson from House was in it, weird seeing him at Twenty Years Old.
• I had another early seminar during which I fell in Love with a Welsh Girl with possibly the most beautiful smile i have ever seen.
• I came back to Hillingdon
  
• I lazed infront of "THE TV"
• I watched "Question Time" Nick Griffin was fucking hilarious but I'll save this rant for another day.
  
• I went to see Tim Minchin with Pippa, it was fucking hilarious.
• I wrote this list.
• I now watch Gladiator on Blu-Ray
  

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Alex: I thought it sounded rather romantic at first so I checked out the lyrics, but it's like about raping someone

I'm in a group of five people that has been set to read some chapters from this book. Today I traversed the long, arduous journey to campus to go to the library and read this book. All five copies had been taken. This annoyed me. I mean, as previous mentioned, the journey was long and also arduous, it was apparently also pointless. Before entering the labyrinth that is the library I did randomly bump into Mary, was nice seeing her, she accompanyed me in the direction of food and we conversed the quarter of an hour away.
After my failed trip to the Library that involved, searching for a book, sitting, changing the song on my ipod and leaving I returned back to my abode and did very little past avoid work and watch Surrogates, which was a surprisingly good film. I wasn't expecting a lot, the film was obviously preaching about our age of avatars but it had Ving Rhames as a hippy in so I'll forgive it.
I did do some work, wasn't really work as such but it was constructivish. I have vague plans for essays I need to write, this means when I do actually do work, hopefully tomorrow, I have some idea of what work I actually have to do. It's like writing the contents for a book I haven't actually written yet. It wasn't exactly hard but it makes me feel like I've achieved something, like hitting a child.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Irin: You two are so gay for each other.
Rea Rea: You've only just known that?

Anyday that involves a Rave, epic people, fried chicken and House has to be classed as a good day, right? It is on these grounds that I class today as a good day. I had the usual three hour lecture, a lecture that included Cowboys and their downfall via barbed wire but after this the day picked up somewhat.
The plan was to go to SUB89 for Sub Focus and various other drum and bass acts, Louisa's boyfriend organised the night and it was Alisons birthday, a double whammy of social based awesome. However yesterday was Carnage so pretty much everyone on the Birthday side of things ended up too hungover too actually go, this however did not effect the level of awesome of the evening. Alcohol was consumed, rave was had, people were conversed with, I was told I had a symmetrical face and an epic evening was had. Wasn't really my scene but just goes to show that epic friends make for an epic evening, that and I mean, who doesn't like a Rave? DJ Switch actually renewed by respect for turntable based people, he should stay away from Jimi Hendrix though, regardless of whether Louisa see's this as a compliment or not, YOU DON'T PLAY WITH HENDRIX.
I have some fucking awesome friends here. I dislike how it's only really this year it's all gelled together, I mean last year sucked in so many new and exciting ways but this year, this year is fucking awesome. I've got a good base of win here, a good base you should all be pretty fucking jealous of. This combined with the epic people back home means I have a fucking awesome social group. Some stuff sucks right now, shan't lie, but these people really make life awesome. Why care about shit that's happening when regardless of what happens I'll have these people? If stuff gets too much they're there and if stuff is awesome it is generally because of them.
Good fucking times all round.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Interviewer: Which video game character would you be and why?
Me: Squall, from Final Fantasy VIII, because Rinoa was really hot

I dislike how much the Hangover makes me think "wow, I'm just a beard and a tshirt". I seriously need more clothes, and money, and some form of alcohol stash, and a new bass, and Brutal Legend, basically I need a lot of things.
Had a job interview today, I feel it went well, I don't want to claim certainty but I'm in with a shot at least. My nerdiness was on my side and one of the interviewers was a Protest The Hero fan, right down to the tour tshirt he was wearing, good times really. The group interview aspect made me feel like I was back in secondary school but I believe I shone through, just attempted to be as awesome and nerdy as I possibly could.
Brought food on the way home as I am epic and lazy like that and then hung with Louisa, Tom and Charlie for a brief few minutes until I walked Louisa home, being the polite upstanding gentleman that I am.
On my return I found Hector and his friend in my abode and I was unable to get through the door due to the lock being a b'stard. I talked to Hector through the door to find he was alone in my house with his friend and then we managed to get the door open. We hung around for a while, talked, played guitar and did the generic "students in a house" thing. Was a good use of an evening, they then departed for their "Carnage" thing and I watched various video based things while staring at a history book. Good times.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Louiza: I've just done my own laundry for the first time and remembered this status, so to procrastinate from work further, I decided to find it and share my similar proud moment

I think I woke up at a busstop. I can't remember getting there, but I was gone for some time. I find this entertaining.
Yesterday was my Dad's 50th Birthday party, it was a good night. Many people, much alcohol and life was good. I took my attire straight from the Bloodmeat live video, this entertained me.
Today was spent with a hangover, it wasn't nice. Felt like my brain was trying to escape. Ate food and then got deposited back in my Reading abode.
This is a very short blog because I still feel like shite so no decent blog entry for you. Just make up some interesting metaphors and anecdotes.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Rance: Would Steve Perry approve??

I dislike waking up at 7am to listen to someone talk about the Tudors, could be worse I 'spose but damn I like my bed, I like my bed a lot.
After spending an hour listening to the lecturer I headed back and watched the latest episode of South Park. It was fucking hilarious. I then headed back onto campus and met Louisa, Tasha, Emily and one of their friends entitled James for lunch, well I say "lunch" they ate and I watched politely as I had no money or any actual want to eat.
The rest of the hombres had lectures so Tasha and I made our merry way to town where I brought a shirt and a waistcoat, I'm awesome like that. We parted ways and I returned to my abode where I did very little past watch a film and get annoyed about a scene from a film that I remember but can not place.
But life goes on. Onward to brief song writing followed by briefer university based work.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Lee: Tis' ghetto lingo. Hense the shit attempt at a man with sun glasses made from letters and symbols

The past few Essex based days have been rather good. That's not slang by the way, it's a comment on my geographical location of the last few days. Spent some time with Louisa on Monday, we have a three hour lecture together that day y'see so she was forced, by University protocal, to hang with me. I believe any friendship with it's foundations scheduled by an administrative body is a friendship that'll last.
After this I hoped on a train, made my way across London and then hoped on another train and made my way to Southend Central. This is where the Rea Rea dwells.
He arrived at the train station drunk, we left my things at his and then went to the pub, drank and hung with his friends. One of his friends, a Greek guy by the name of something, made me a "greek shot", this is the five strongest shots in the bar in one glass. It felt like my face had expanded.
The next day was spent watching Highlander and being told by Graham that the conversation I was having with him was infact the pinnacle of my life. Back to Highlander, it's a film set partly in Scotland, has many scottish characters and is named after a group of Scottish people, so why the fuck does Sean Connery play a Spaniard/Eygptian? He's not the most amazing of actors, just let him play a Scottish guy. I had this free time as the Rea had a lecture you see, I spent my freetime constructivly.
The evening was then spent getting drunk and playing fake poker, the greatest pub game ever designed, here's a photo:

Was a good evening. We ended up back at his watching The Big Lebowski. I do love that film.
Was a good, if spontaneous, visit. Would have been nice under slightly different circumstances but was still a good few days.
On the journey home I saw the most depressing sight I have ever seen. The sky was grey, there was a power station, two broken boats (which looked as if they were crying) and a dead tree. Honestly, it looked like an album cover to a very depressing album, probably by a band that uses too much synth and not enough talent.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Me: Facebook Chat just deleted everything we've said. I have no idea... o look it's Morgan Freeman

I just started watching "Grosse Point Blank", the nth film I've seen in the past few days and now I have the annoying urge to play a Hitman game.
Haven't blogged the past few days as Becky came up to visit and it seemed rude to sit on my blog chronicle the days. We didn't do an awful lot, went to town, ate some pizza, watched many, many a film (including Jackie Brown, which was a lot better than I had heard). Noone seemed to have any money so nothing "out on the town" occured.
Was nethertheless a good few days.
Tomorrow I go to Essex, Rea Rea raised the bat signal and I must reply. Not that I'm Batman. But damn I'd be an awesome, if slightly lazy, Batman. So you shan't be getting another blog until Wednesday.
Did my first ever load of washing today, I realise I am twenty and this seems somewhat pathetic but this is the case. I am another step towards complete independence. Infact are we ever "completley indepedent"? I would go off on a philosophical rant right now but there seems no point. Would be more toying with definitions then some window on the soul anyway. The general gist is Ian is now on the way to being an "adult", actually that denotes maturity so I shall rephrase. The general gist is Ian is now on the way to being "a person who can use a washing machine." That better? I think so.
Got to love how I had someone over for the whole weekend and I devote more blog lines to my mastering of the washing machine.
This film is fucking awesome.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Ed: A film so shit it wasn't so much the final nail in the coffin of X-Files, more drilling a hole, filling the coffin with nitro glycerin then kicking it off the north face of Everest

Just a short update of my happenings as I feel like I'm going to cough up my inards, and I like my inards being in.
Yesterday was spent doing very little past coughing. Today I woke up early after a night of little sleep and Banjo Tooie and trudged my way to a lecture. The lecture was surprisingly interesting even if I did disagree with nearly everything the lecturer said. Was quite close to a philosophical rant on organized religion at various points.
After this I napped, I napped for a long time until I made my way to town with the Mary and we watched Toy Story in glourious three dimensions.
The Avatar trailer was shown, also in glourious three dimensions. That film is going to be fucking incredible, as in life will seem different, perhaps even gravity will change.
I now go to bed. It's cold. I have some minor reading to do and, you know, early lecture.

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Murray: Well liven up a bit, I'm in Reading mo' fucker

Shall keep this blog short because in the end noone wants a mammoth blow by blow account of my last forty eight hours, even if my last forty eight hours have been somewhat fucking awesome.
Yesterday we celebrated by birthdayish. Because I could not celebrate my birthday with the kind folk of Reading I decided to celebrate it one month on. Various people attending, people I shan't even attempt to list and good times were had by all. Tequila was drunk, beer was consumed, waltzing occured to Deftones and Journey was played and dedicated to me.
I woke up this morning somewhat hungover, my leg then cramped up and I went through a few minutes of pain, it felt like my leg was dying and I don't wish to repeat this experience anytime soon, but it stopped my hangover, was somewhat weird. I then got a text from Murray informing me that he was in Reading, this news was greeted with me mistiming distances and washing as fast as I my energy levels would allow.
We then spent the day walking around time, having a drink at a pub and laying on Mary's bed watching things on youtube and conversing to various degrees with the aforementioned Mary and Alison who had appeared from her abode. Murray and I then made our way to town where I deposited him at the train station and made my way back to mine.
Firefly was then watched.
Has been a good two days. Haven't seen Murray in ages, was good to catch up and generally hang. Yesterday was also awesome, an omen toward a better university year. The last two days have made me realise that I share my life with some pretty epic people.
Got to love birthdayishs.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Louisa: I hope it hurts you knowing I just used your own material against you

Pretty much everyone in my household was ill today, I did not feel ill but I stayed confined to my room anyway. I like not being ill you see and everyone in the outside world appeared to be busy so I was stuck in the confines of my room. The day involve XBOX, a tiny cheap piece of steak (that's not a euphimism it's a meat product) and many an episode of House.
Tomorrow University starts. I am awesomely and hideously underprepared, on the plus side I'm "doing lunch" with Louisa, this is not a euphimism, it's lunch.

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Becky: I didn't call Queens Of The Stone Age ghetto and if I did THEY WOULD FUCKING ENJOY IT COZ THEY UNDERSTAND THAT IT'S A GOOD THING!

I woke up as I was awesome. It takes a lot of awesomeness to wake up. I then ate some cold pizza and gallivanted into town to stock up my fridge.
The fridge was stocked up but I could not find any cheap chicken. This upset me. It upset me a lot. I gallivanted slightly less happily back home with my back of not chicken and then gallivanted once more to Dominoes to claim my first of many free personal pizza's.
I then gallivanted once more, I was happy as I had free pizza y'see. I then spent the evening doing very little apart from playing ODST and watching some House. Should've done more but everyone seemed ill and I'm nto overly fond of being around ill people, I get to aware of the contagious factor of being ill and end up not talking. Which has done wonders for my throat.