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Huzzah

When I get sad, I stop being sad, and be awesome
instead. True story.

Ian Harries, Boat Architect

Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Me: It's like the choice between being kicked in the balls or uppercutted in the stomach. The feeling is similar but you'd still prefer one over the other.

Was on campus by nine yesterday. Had an assessed quantification exam, pretty much reading graphs for twenty minutes and answering questions. The questions appeared designed to be bastards. Ended up with 16 out of 20, a respectable score though briefly this was 16 out of 29. Got to love it when an assessed exam has errors in it? Instead of alloting 1 mark to a question a single question was alloted 10. Not like I'm paying an arm and a leg to study here or anything. By study I mean Facebook and enhance my movie knowledge.
Tasha and I hung around campus for a while, we both had things we had to attend around 4 so we made the executive decision to hang around until four. This involved five hours of sitting in Mojo's. When the bar opened we got food and shortly after this I started drinking. What else is there to do in a student bar? It was just the two of us for the majority of the time. We got so bored that I made a boat:

Take a good, hard look at that motherfucking boat. Note the crew? That's right. It's a pirate and an astronaut. That's just how I roll. It took a while. Though one of the waitresses either loved the boat or pitied me. I side with the latter. But I mean, screw her, it's an epic boat.
After a group meeting and a lecture I returned to mine, watched some TV and crashed.
Today has been the usual Tuesday, a lecture occured today followed by a band practice. We tried some singers out, one being James. Never knew he could sing but he was good. Not sure which we're going for, should be an interesting week.
I should've spent the evening doing constructive work. Instead I made a tonne of angel delight and watched "Sympathy For Mr Vengence", it's a good film. A tad fucked up in places but I have seen worse. Tis an earlier film by the directer of Oldboy. It's worth a watch, a good concept an such. Got to love Korean cinema.
I am contemplating teaching abroad after Uni. Get some teaching experience and generally being awesome and doing something with my life. I mean it'll be interesting and an added bonus on a CV. Got to love living for the CV.
I have at least another episode of Dexter instore for tonight. Tomorrow is spent in the library, have left a skills exercise for the last day. This is how university works.

Another Weekend Home

Sunday, February 07, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Pippa: But when I don't poke my eye, I feel like my eye is telling me I have to poke it

Got to love weekends back in Uxbridge. The fridge full of food that I can so freely sample will never lose it's hold over me. I am forever the fridges, if only it felt the same way as me. The whore.
Went to the abode of Elise for a bit during the day segment of Friday. I was supposed to return for the evening segment as well but my evening was alas spent doing University based work. Work which promises to be the scourge of my life for the next week. I am sure I'll eventually defeat this work in the ring of combat but until then it will blight my day, like the French Resistence to the Third Reich or Rocky Balboa to Apollo Creed.
Saturday was spent in the wonderful company of Elise. We spent time infront of the TV, watched the Rugby (which I shall come on to later), played Scrabble with my parents (excitement fail) and then watched Dave Gorman's Googlewhack Adventure (which was pretty fucking epic actually). Elise ended up crashing and we arose in the morning to a fried breakfast.
Then she departed.
Then I departed.
My day was spent in Reading. Doing very little. I should have done work but once again my brain refused to cooperate with my demands. Soon it shall realise that I am no terrorist and it can cooperate. It is in my brains best interests. It will realise this one day.
Now. England beat wales by thirteen. They scored fourteen in the ten minutes Alun Wyn Jones was in the Sin Bin. If it weren't for his stupid fucking trip I am near certain Wales would've triumphed, or at least brought the game to some form of draw. England won because of a stupid mistake. Both teams played appallingly but superior numbers won the day. Not a superior team. That is all. Go back to your day.

Fire and Ice

Friday, February 05, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Tanya: Did you not have a jizzing penis canon?!?

I finally saw Rammstein today. Words can not describe the gig. It involved exploding babies, angel wings with attached flamethrowers, flamethrowers, flares, fire masks, a man being set on fire, a bucket of fire, explosions, Germans and a giant jizzing penis cannon.
Afterwards we got Ice Cream.

And The Confusion Returns

Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Urban Dictionary: Ian 2. The kind of guy that will set your entire house on fire if he gets bored.
3. Conversational climax; a mind orgasm

My plans for the evening fell through in an epic way, literally everyone pulled out seperatly without conversing with one other, which is a rare social phenomenon I have not witnessed in some time. Nethertheless it did not ruin my evening, I watched a movie, played some Xbox, completed "Operation: Cover Guitar" after about three years, payed the holding fee on my house for next year and brought a Pot Noodle and some Blu Tack. I should've been doing work. I'll get round to it one day, I promise.
I also embraced Lost once again to my bosom. It is once again scarily confusing and the logic centre of my brain has now been fried, though I predicted some occurences in the episode, this made me feel vaguely like a genius. Shame my University work fails to make me feel like this. But one day. One day I'll scrap closer to actually achieving my potential. But it's difficult when I have no idea where this potential leads. Any ideas? All I need is a goal and I can start slotting life into place.

Houses and Alcohol

Ian's Quote O'The Days
Irwin: And we ended up in my room eating chicken, then she went home.

Shall keep this short. Last night I got tricked into attending Sakura via bar crawl. I intended to go to one pub, ended up going to two and a club. Drank way too much. Listened to some epic Ska for the first hour, got to love the Ska Society, I mean anyone who plays Date Rape by Sublime at a club is a God or at least minor deity in my eyes.
After arriving home via a fried chicken outlet I promptly passed out.
Houses were looked at yesterday, we have settled on one I believe and it's being verified tomorrow which is rather awesome. Pub was attended today, band practice occured. That was all really, or at least all the detail my poor brain can be bothered to delv into right now.
Can you tell that I really am not in the mood to be updating this today?

The Koala Heiress

Sunday, January 31, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Veronica: I am more than just a Megatron. I am an Iams Megatron

Shan't blog in amazing detail because the weekend involved little more than movies, pizza and time with Elise. The movies were epic, the pizza was epic and time with Elise was epic. Can I really explain the weekend anymore? You don't want a full Tolkein-esque narrative of my life this weekend do you?
We watched the Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus. It was fucking awesome. Weird as fuck, but do you really expect anything else from the Gilliam?
The weekend was awesome. That is all i shall say on the matter. I hope all my weekends are this awesome. The computer appears to slowly be breaking so I'm turning it off. I shall update more thoroughly with stories of Win tomorrow.

JFK, The Moon And Peter Griffin

Friday, January 29, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Lecturer: History is about blood, war, Billie Piper and Spiderman

For some reason Tom and I just spent an hour in the sitting room sharing jokes, from the epicly bad taste to the epicly bad. A good use of an hour but perhaps in the context of having to rise in four hours it was not the wise choice but it isn't like I've been sleeping anyway.
Was on campus by nine, I wasn't initially going to attend my seminar. My body clock however decided that I should be wide awake at half six. I was up anyway, I may as well attend.
After the lecture I ended up discussing Family Guy and various conspiracy theories with Will before meeting Helena for lunch. Haven't seen her in a while, we caught up while I ate a pasty, the pasty was good.
Alison came over in the evening and we watched a few episodes of Dexter and the new episode of Skins, which was terrible, whatever it "had" it has lost. Maybe I'm just getting older so don't appreciate the utter lie that Skins portrays the teenage experience as. Was it always this bad? Has it got worse? Or have we just developed as a generation past the point we can stand Skins? Who knows. Hadn't seen Alison in ages, last properly talked to her in person at the beard shaving thing I think, bumped into her at a gig one time between then and now but it was dark, it was loud and she was talking to her manager the majority of the night so was more a "Hello, you thought I was a random perve? Awesome! Talk later" moment rather than a genuine conversation. Hanging with her was cool though, bordered on "like old times" which is always good. A nice reminder of how things used to be.
I should really get some sleep. A builder is coming over in the morning to sort out some form of patio based thing. Hopefully he stays till around 1 so I can use him as an excuse to not attend a group meeting but if he departs earlier I should at least be refreshed enough to participate. Elise is heading over for the weekend, therefore your next update shall be Monday.
Have a good weekend you bastards, I know I will.

Back To Square One

Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Ed: There are no answers, no hidden messages. The final episode will simply peel back into a massive CCTV room ala the Matrix's Architect except it will be J.J Abrahms sitting on a thrown of gold, looking directly into the camera shouting wildly "You fools! You all fell for it!" before he descends into unintelligible manic laughter.

I had forgotten just how depressing the opening scenes of "Up" were, it's somewhat soul destroying. Speaking of soul destroying, my itunes fucked up today. Yes, I class this as soul destroying, got to love how my life is geared up don't you?
Basically I consolidated the library to another place and then deleted the previous folder of music. However, the consolidation process did not copy over the "library" file or anything along those lines only the music itself. This means my album artwork has disappeared, the play counts have reset and my beautiful playlists no longer exist. This is unfortunate for me as the album artwork alone took two days to gather, this is the downside of having 22,000 songs you see, the playlists I can recreate easily and the play counts are just a minor inconvenience.
Done very little past attempt to resolve my Itunes based woes. I therefore leave you with the story of my Itunes based mishaps and shall depart for the sanctuary of movies and perhaps an ounce of motivation. Though I doubt this will happen. I have little motivation for university anymore, I must rediscover some form of drive or I am royally fucked. Which isn't a good thing.

Words On Little

Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Bitch McBitch-Whore: You're gay

It's hard to write an interesting blog entry when my life revolves around fucking up my sleeping pattern and doing very little else with my time, constructive or otherwise.
Today was a fairly busy day in the grand scheme of my mind-numbingly unconstructive life experience as of late. I am fully aware, by the way, that this is totally my fault and I'm sure I will, at some point, find motivation somewhere. But back to my day. The day involved a band practice, which went well and attending the comedy night at the union, which also went well.
That's really all for my day that I can legally inform you about. I now sleep, as I am awesome like that.

A Short Comment On A Return

Monday, January 25, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Lee: I believe some sort of ass kissin' is in order

Spent the day with Elise, we watched Aliens. I am now in Reading. This is all. I am tired, ever so tired, this is therefore all.

The Return Of The Giant Blue Penis

Sunday, January 24, 2010
Ian's Quotes O'The Day
Tom: But your hands aren't clouds, they are more like tempura batter.

Dain: I just got to say, "How's the pussy on Harry Potter?" My life is complete.

Brannigan's Law are enacting Plan B. This shall be explained at a later date. You never know who are reading...
Today was another fine Uxbridge based day, a day I shan't be blogging on in to much detail as I have food stuffs to steal from this abode. That's how students roll. It isn't immoral. It's survival. You don't moan with a lion? You wouldn't piss on a lion? I'M A FUCKING LION!
Spent the daylight hours with Elise, which were good, we watched Underworld. I distinctly remember it being a lot better. I mean the beheading scene just get more and more laughable with each reviewing while their idea of what a vampire/werewolf hybrid would be is pretty much a hairy black dude. They could've made something cool enough to rival movie beasts of legend but no, they go with a hairy black dude. What the fuck is up with that?
The evening was spent in the company of Murray, Lee, Yimbo and Pippa. They arrived at various different times and films were watched. Small Soldiers is still an epic film, Lost Boys is still an epic film and Watchmen still had a giant blue penis in.
Now I must depart. I have food to steal, blades to find, Thunderbird costumes to research (that's not Plan B but nice try) and glue to find. The keypad of my phone is slowly tearing away, it won't last the week.

Another Return

Friday, January 22, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Hector: Peerless pioneers of the elusive "epic WIN".

I am back in Uxbridge. Rosanna was kind enough to give me a lift and I am now here. This is always well greeted news. Hung with Elise for a few hours, we caught up on lost time as best we could and it was epicly awesome spending time with her again, it has been quite some time.
I walked her back to hers, she had a party to attend, and upon leaving her company I met Dain for a pint down the Load. Stayed there for a while, talked with Pippa for a bit, Rhys made an appearance and then I disappeared off home. Dinner was eaten and Sherlock Holmes was watched with the parent-folk. It's actually a really good film, a film that must be viewed. Infact I want to watch it again.
After lazing further infront of the TV with the parent people I headed on a quest for donuts with Ema, who then returned to min where we viewed (500) Days Of Summer. Upon this being competed she left, I however stayed infront of the TV and watched Into The Wild. Probably should've departed for bed a long time ago but that is not how I roll.
Furthermore Brannigan's Law have a gig. This is good news also.

Nerf Herders

Thursday, January 21, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Veronica: Yeah yeah. I KNOW WHAT YOU AUTOBOT TYPES ARE LIKE!

I woke up and pondered whether I really needed to go to my lecture. The factor that made me decide to depart for campus? The fact I could buy a pasty after my lecture. Got to love my priorities.
Upon arriving back at the abode Tom and I proceeded to fire a toy crossbow and a Nerf Gun at a target on the mantelpiece. This occured for a good hour, the final 15 minutes of which occured to the choir version of "Ode To Joy", you know, as made famous by Die Hard. Tom cut our escapades short. He had lectures to go to. I promptly preordered Final Fantasy XIII and Alien vs Predator amdhen completed my viewing of Dexter Season 1 and now, after finishing top on a few games of Modern Warfare 2, I shall call it a night. Dexter is awesome, Nerf guns are awesome and on this awesome note I shall leave you.

Films Of Eli and The Continuation of Something Murdery

Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Nikki: If only they made Nikki aspririns, they would be the answer to everything from depression to obesity.

Further episodes of Dexter were watched today. I also watched The Book Of Eli with Mary, it was alright, so distinctly average that it is difficulty to really comment ocnstructively on it past "the fight scenes were epic" and "Gary Oldman was surprisingly not awesome". That was really all for my day. After a long overdue seeing of Mary I feel into a state of headacheyness that I have thus far failed to pull myself out of. Therefore I leave you with these wise words from Robocop:
"Excuse me, I have to go. Somewhere there is a crime happening."

The Start Of Something Murdery

Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Yimbo: I always thought Angemon was a badass. But he's nothing mo' than a chicken wing.

Now that I am up to date with Castle and I have completed the viewing of Death Note I have recently become aware that there was a void in my soul. To fill this void I have decided to start watching Dexter, a programme I have as of yet failed to get around to watching. I am up to episode two. It is a good television programme.
Went along to my lecture today, was average. Afterwards I made my way to the abode and then to band practice. The band in the room next to us were insane. I have seen headlining bands perform worse than that. It was epic.
Upon returning I did the dishes, there were a lot of them and I thought I may as well, and then commenced viewing Dexter. That was really my evening, very little else occured.
Back home the weekend and next week I am searching for a new house. This bodes well upon ole me. Now Ian leaves. There's Dexter to watch and I must figure out how to get money. If my financial situations keeps going this way then Download will be the only thing I actually get to do this year and Prodigy tickets will have to be sold. ONWARDS TO SCHEMING AND PROGRAMMES ABOUT SERIAL MURDERERS!

Originality Fail

Ian's Quote O'The Day
Someone: So for all we know it could be someone elses blue tac man

It is hideously difficult to come up with a punk riff that doesn't sound like a Blink song. This upsets me.
Todays entry shall not be long. I am tired, I slept about 3 hours yesterday and I need to pass out somewhere. Hung around on campus for a while, handed in my CMS, saw Louisa briefly, walked back with Mary and then made food.
Then guitar was played until Templeman text me informing me of Upin based plans and I headed to this fine drinking establishment and drank a few pints while discussing a wide assortment of things from Kaos Pads to school stories involving physics teachers.
I returned home, via Hot Wings, watched an episode of House and then BOOM, I blogged.. Good times.

Ian Does CMS 2

Sunday, January 17, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Natasha: [This group was created for a university politics assignment, and I take no responsibility for any revolution that may or may not result from it. Nevertheless, should we break free from our chains, I have a beret and combats ready and waiting]

Today I completed the CMS module. This was good news. It was hideously boring and I may have taken the "they don't mark the first two modules" atmosphere slightly to far. I listed one of my skills as the ability to list all 151 original pokemon and in the "comparison of careers" module I compared the profession of Teaching with that of an Abattoir Operative.
Lots of Pokemon was watched, I nuked a game on Call of Duty and that was all. My day will therefore be classed as good if a tad boring.

Ian Does CMS

Saturday, January 16, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Ed: Nazi's or Gay. Given enough time any post becomes either or both.

Today I did nothing more than work on that CMS stuff, work so simply and pointless that it takes hours, and watch countless episodes of Pokemon.
I also woke up at 1615, last time I sleep without an alarm.
Nothing else more to say this fine evening, therefore I leave.

They Are The Champions

Friday, January 15, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Dio: It's a bear fighting a giant blow job cactus

An evening of Whiskey, Absinthe, Digimon and Super Smash Brothers occured yesterday. This was a good use of time. Dio and Hector came over, Pizza was ordered at two in the morning and epicness was had. The sofa was moved close to and parallel to the television, Digimon was torn to shreds while being appreciated and adored.
Earlier in the day I made a snowman, an epic snowman. It was a snow sculpture of John Hurt in "Alien". As you can see:



See I think it's quite good, complete with faux blood and the startled look. I mean it's melted slightly now, it now looks like it's been stabbed in the chest but at the time I thought it was a snowman of win.
Woke up to find a shot of absinthe next to the sink, I paused briefly to contemplate whether this would be a good idea. I decided it was not and left for the wonder that was a lecture.
It was wonderful. I had thought the lecture was a two hour lecture, it was not, it was an hour, thus wonderful. This was my day unfortunatly. I did very little else. I failed at ripping music based shizz from my ipod and I levelled up to 60 on Modern Warfare 2. I watched Sorority Row, a film more retarded than the Rain Man and that was all.
Tomorrow I complete an entire module of work in one day, wish me luck.

How Aragorn Survived The Apocalypse

Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Steven: You're a fag if you can argue for years with the son of a jazz man

Well "The Road" didn't live up to the book. It was a very good film nethertheless but the book surpasses it in awesome. I do love that book. It did do it justice but it is my favourite book, I don't think it ever could have been good enough.
Spent some time at the Upin in the evening with Irwin and some prospective new housemate like people, both very nice people actually. They left early due to "having to be awake in the morning based reasons". Similar reasons for why I also left not very long after.
That was my productive day. A movie and some socializing. Now I sleep. How was that for an insight into my life?

Reading Based Returns

Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Elise: I'm watching a diet show while eating a big bar of white chocolate and laughing at the fat people

Well I'm back in Reading and have participated in two lectures. I say participated. I sat there being bored.
Yesterday I did not sleep by the end of the long, long day I had been awake for around 36 hours and decided that blogging was the least of my worries and sleep was needed. Thus the lac kof activity yesterday.
Being back is good. Get to see some pretty epic people once again but the lack of money is slowly taking its toll on me. I have an episode of House to watch so I'm not going to blog much more, I also don't know what to say, something isn't feeling right right now and I don't know what it is. Feel like my levels of happiness are being slowly sapped away. This isn't nice.|
Got a tonne of work to do. No money. I feel ill. I miss being home. I miss the people of home. I miss actually having weeks feel of social events instead of wasting away procrastinating on work and doing very, very little for a very, very long time.

A Delayed Komeback

Sunday, January 10, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Days
Ryan: Also you kill God. By riding a motorbike, on a rocket, in space and then throwing god into the sun.

I have fallen in love with Ultimate Mortal Kombat 3, it reminds me somewhat of Sean Bean; it's awesome yet always manages to die. Well the game doesn't die. I do. I have more ass handed to me in this game than a homosexual whore.
Yesterday was a good day. Spent the majority of the day with Elise. We watched Castle and spent the day together, as we're awesome like that. We were joined in the evening by John, Rea Rea, Rhys and Lee. A lot of Xbox was played and the evening went well.
The only downside of this otherwise epic evening is that I won't be seeing Elise for a few weeks. Which fucking sucks. I shall miss that beautiful nerd.
I woke up early today, was informed it was snowing and returned to bed. My return to Reading will have to wait. Mother, Brother, Brother's Girlfriend and I spent the evening watching "Yes Man" and "To Wong Foo, Thanks For Everything, Julie Newmar". The latter being a hideously gay film, by this I mean the three lead roles are men in dresses and one of these men is Blade. Wesley Snipes in a dress in a film? That is weird. That is gay.
Now Eddie Izzard is being watched and Modern Warfare 2 played. Tomorrow I strike at Reading.

A Murray Caged

Saturday, January 09, 2010
Ian's Quote O'The Day
Murray: Car, Robot, Helicopter. He'd fuck you up

Tonight involved a lot of alcohol and a rather epic evening. Nothing however quite outdoes the following:
http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#/group.php?gid=240189577454&ref=nf
Therefore I feel no need to add to this entry as nothing will out do this link.