|Tuesday, October 12th, 2004|
My beastly seven string has arrived!
|Tuesday, October 5th, 2004|
Man, jacket potatoes suck without cheese.
|Thursday, September 30th, 2004|
Wicked, I'm seeing Dragonforce next Thursday and Pitchshifter the next day :)
|Monday, September 27th, 2004|
|happy birthday parkie!
tODAY was mostly pretty boring until i saw matt and everyone else and got pissed and steond :)
|Saturday, September 25th, 2004|
Oh fuck. My nan just came round and dropped off my birthday present, a rather nice looking watch. I was so taken aback by this shiny gift that while talking to my nan in the conservatory, I failed to notice that there was a grinder, pouch of baccy, and a big bag of weed all sitting out on the desk.
|Friday, September 24th, 2004|
Hmm, A Perfect Circle covering John Lennon. How strange.
I just got a fucking amazing guitar on ebay. I'm finally getting a seven string, which is awesome, plus it's the Dimebag Darrell signature model. Can't wait to get that beast. Current Mood: ecstatic
|Thursday, September 23rd, 2004|
Well, it's another exciting day in Peterborough fucking college. This always happens, I get out of bed at half past seven feeling fucking awful and manage to drag myself into college, then when I get here there's nothing for me to actually do. This place sucks, but it's this or drop out again and be even less productive. Current Mood: cranky
|Saturday, September 18th, 2004|
Hehe, I've seen this band, they were fucking amazing
|Sunday, June 6th, 2004|
Seeing Children of Bodom is gonna be fucking amazing.
Passed grade 3 on guitar in college, not good enough. Gonna uy the grade 8 book when i get paid and own the fucker next year.
|Sunday, May 23rd, 2004|
Just put a £50 deposit on my Wacken festival ticket. I have 28 days to pay the other £120. Next pay day - 27 days... Hopefully I won't fuck it up somehow and lose the deposit
|Tuesday, May 11th, 2004|
Fuck me, it's twenty to two. AvP 2 is good.
|Friday, May 7th, 2004|
Fucking hell, what a shit night. I get asked to work cos someone phoned in sick which I stupidly agree to, have to bike home at night in the fucking rain and now I've got fuck all to do cos everyone's fucked off to POS, even though we all know that they're not going to have fun because no one has fun at POS because it's the lamest wankiest place in the FUCKING CITY ARGHRHGGHHGHGGHGHHGHGGHGH
Control yourself Tom, and watch your punctuation... Current Mood: AAGHGH!
|Monday, March 29th, 2004|
Hey all. No posts for a long time, but after all, what's the point of writing your daily shite on the internet? Who really gives a fuck? Still, I'm fucking bored. Real fucking bored, so I'll share the crap from my day with whoever's bored enough to read it. Got a job at the weekend at the Glinton petrol station, but I've got to ask for the next two weekends off because of prior arrangements I forgot about before I decided to completely give up my free time. I'm there until 11 tomorrow night, but I'll be getting shiteloads of money so it's alright for now. I've just found something to hold my interest, so I'll be off now.
|Sunday, March 7th, 2004|
How could a band as shit as At The Drive-In make an album so good?
|Thursday, January 1st, 2004|
I'm not Tom - Iain here. But he never updates anyway and probably won't even read this, so happy fucking New Year anyway. He's downstairs and probably wishes you a happy new year too.
|Wednesday, December 24th, 2003|
Fucking hell! To my delight I found Day Of The Tentacle on Kazaa, but it doesn't work properly and I can't play it. Damned.
Listening to my new Fear Factory CD Jack got me for Christmas. He didn't want to wait until Christmas, so we exchanged presents yesterday. Obviously to excitement was just too much for him. Speaking of excitement... it's fucking Christmas!
|Tuesday, December 23rd, 2003|
Another day of work, this time with even less to do. I keep having to fight the urge to sleep and might go back to bed yet...
|Friday, December 19th, 2003|
There. I've copied to 400+ IP numbers into this server, and now I'm done. I half an hour I'll be home, getting stoned and a hundred quid richer. For the moment I'm just going to sit here and listen to Tool. Current Mood: exanimate
Sigh, working is incredibly dull. I'd much rather be at home playing Adam's Xbox and smoking weed.