Hey Hey 16k

4:32 pm : Friday, 25 June 2004  |  , ,

As originally posted on b3ta, with music by MJ Hibbett & the Validators and animation by Rob Manuel

"We bought it to help with your homework. And the household accounts - if your dad ever works it all out..."

Hey Hey 16k

Windows noises

3:30 pm : Thursday, 10 June 2004  |  ,

While most of us curse those annoying Windows noises, this guy has remixed them into a bizarre Kraut rock-esque dance track. Just add some vocals and you've got Depeche Mode. I wonder what he could do with some of my stomach noises?

Windows Noises song

A revelation

5:14 pm : Wednesday, 2 June 2004  |  , ,

I eventually chose to sing Good Souls by Starsailor, because it just seemed to be more appropriate. Thank goodness for the good souls who make life better.

Starsailor - Good Souls

As for the "anniversary", it occurred to me that night, "What's the point? It's not positive, so what's the point?" The topic faded from my mind quickly. Then a revelation - In the men's room, I looked in the mirror and saw someone who looked like he was about to explode. Maybe it's because I caught the sun, and have a nice red face and scalp, but the face said it all. More lines on my forehead than British Telecom. Enough was enough.

My eating habits are poor to say the least, my exercise is poor also, my health is suffering. An unhealthy body obviously spurs on an unhealthy mind. Am I right there? The last year and a half has been a mere existence for me. I've let myself go. I need to regain some grip. It may just be the tonic.

I'm going to be my own best friend from now on. There will be no more self torture. DO YOU ALL HEAR ME? I'm gonna love me. F*ck what everyone else thinks of me. Don't like my views? Then go to hell! I exist. Get used to it! I matter. Happiness, here I come.

Yet another anniversary

11:53 am : Tuesday, 1 June 2004  |  , ,

Sorry to be miserable, but it's in me and it has to come out. Eight years ago today, my marriage failed when she walked out for another. It was a bad marriage to a complete headcase, so it had to end. Eight long years have gone by, and still I am solo. I'm amazed I am still alive, somehow, I am still in existence, for what reason I will never know. He must have it in for me.

I am not going to ask "How much longer?" because there is just no answer to that one. But what shall I sing tonight? Normally I commemorate the event with She's Out Of My Life, but some sad bastards have a problem with Michael Jackson. We don't have Love Stinks, so that's off the menu.