The following Dodgers have been smited by the JDK for their crimes against Jam:
All the girls! for picking on the JDK and damaging his already delicate self esteem!
The Basserd Who Nicked Copper's Stuff For the offense of nicking Copper's stuff. You are a tw*t, whoever you are and we all hope you get run over by a tram in Nottingham. Or Liverpool. Or whereever else they have trams!
Copper For the crime of playing with her Wii instead of her Jammie pals!
As well as it being my least favorite day of the week -tuesday - i have just had some news which means for the first time in 5 years i have to move back home for a period greater than a few weeks, for an indefinate period Bugger - this means getting up at the same time, spending 40 mins on a bus to get into work 1hr later (and cuz im on an hourly contract = less money) I also have to quit my part time job in the lyric theatre as 80 miles a week for just £30 isnt feasible by any stretch of the imagination. Also means that my social life will be taking a slight hit as randalstown isnt exactly the bright centre of the universe despite what some of the inhabitants may think, that and if i do head out in belfast i have to find a place to stay - which will entail sleeping on someones sofa, and probably not seeing some for my mates for a very long time However, the plus side is that i wont be shelling out 200 notes each month for rent - only about 130 for the bus, and my bills will be reduced somewhat, and my dad is getting broadband in the house as well which is all well and good. Needless to say i still dont think that the benefits outweigh the fact that i will be back at home, away from most of my mates and having to account for my whereabouts whenever i step foot out the door or come in late. Bugger Well now i feel slightly better after getting that of my chest, back to databases
Whoah, that sounds heavy. I'm sorry I can't be of any practical help down here in Bristol, but I have a couple of ears you can bash whenever you feel you need to vent.
My mother keeps trying to make us stay with her whenever we visit the area. Problem is she insists on agreeing an itinerary in advance and locks the doors at 10pm and, worst of all insists on listening to Aled Jones at all times.
We usually stay with Vic's Dad when we're down there who doesn't care what we do.
Yeah, i may actually have a good bank balance for the first time in 5 years Nope, hang on, the student loan company want their money back - selfish gits its only about £15k
Bugger bugger bugger - needless to say i will be attempting to move back out as soon as i get home - i usually go home for only a few days and then the novelty wears off and i have to get out before i go nutz. Yes its good to see them again, but then I get smothered - every little thing is questioned -where are you going who with what for when will you be back your not wearing that are you that needs ironed whos that (no commas are deliberate, because that implies that there is a breath/pause between the questions)
Also means that my mum will have me doing all the jobs that my dad wont/cant do, bugger.
Nope, venting isnt helping - im gonna have to go do something - like quad biking or paintball or something.
So bloody frustrating!!!
Is aled anything like daniel o'donnel? My dad insists on listening to him..
sorry, I do really need to vent, because i know i cant when im at home and this is the only place i can do so during the day - the ones in work tonite will be getting this as well
Your poor parents devoted the best years of their life to bringing you up proper, like and all you can do is moan about em! You are a bad boy! Go to your room!
Dont get me wrong, my parents are great, but after not living with them for aforementioned years i am used to doing my own thing, when i want without having to explain myself etc and that is the part im dreading the most
However i have explained to them that I will be moving back the first chance that I get, and they seem to understand why - I have never been much of a homebird - i like my own space and freedom too much
Hey man, I totally feel your pain. When I had to move back home I got the lecture that I had to tell her every move I make so she always knew where I was. Then, when I moved out again, if I didn't call her every two days she'd call the cops to make sure I was still alive.
My condolences man... I know how much that has to suck for ya...
£100 for Mum? That's £25 a week. When I were a lad (about 8 years ago! I must be getting old!) I was giving my mum £40 a week - and if it was a 5 week month it was a real basserd!
My own calculations at the moment look something like this:
(salary) - (mortgage + sundry bills) = sod all for darren.
So by my calculations, you ain't that badly off. Still, maybe you should charge your mum for the additional chores around the house that she gives you and for the pleasure of your company. I reckong £200 should do nicely.
I also broached the subject of Sundays with my mother recently - I shall explain:
Mother's Day come around annually and you buy your mum a card and a present.
Father's Day also comes around annually - again card and pressie is supplied.
Hmm.. i like your reasoning and i wish to subscribe to your newsletter
The £100 a week figure is based on what my brother was paying, probably about 8 years ago as well, the price will undoubtably have risen, therefore costing me even more.
However i have just gotten an email from my ex girlfriend, whos in florida btw, teling me to get of my arse and look for somewhere, oh, and stop feeling sorry for myself
So thats that then, im looking more as of after work
It's all very well sitting around in Florida issuing instructions. If I was in Florida , I'd phone you up and tell you to get of your arse, but I'm not. I'm in Bristol which, while similar to Florida in many ways is not sunny or even warm as a rule.
I may tell you to get of your arse anyway.
Yes. I think I will.
Get off your arse.
There. Done it. That told you, you little scallywag!
the two that i met seemed very nice people, like I say, they practically begged me to say yes - understandable really
Oh and for KTs info - i will be living right beside botanic gardens - and by right beside i mean i go out the front door and there it is, i'll be able to make a cup of coffee and just bring it right into the park - and its close to the gym, so now i really have no excuse
In what way are botanic gardens different to any other garden? Surely the word botanic simply refers to the fact that there is plant-life in the garden. I have plant life in my garden. Indeed, I have a botanic garden.
I live about 2 minutes walk from the gym too (not the same one, though I don't think), so I don't have an excuse either. Except ones along the lines of 'But I'm really tired' and 'I don't wanna' or 'Can't. The A-Team's on!'.
<whispering again, so Vic can't hear> On the other hand, the sauna's usually full of fit birds, nyuk nyuk nyuk <whispering>.
ahh darren, how misguided you are - a botanic garden is a garden devoted to the culture of plants collected for the purpose of illustrating the science of botany - not alllll gardens have this function
>shakes head< so old, yet knows so little
back to you joe - wahoo! nice one.. you must be up the stranmillis end of town.. haha, i bet we pass in the street and dont even know it..
anyway - i've got to make my way to the top of the lisburn road today and have some of my wisdom taken away - well, perhaps not today, but some mean dentist is going to take it away at some point soon - to repeat the title of this thread - bugger
i am one quarter less wise - stupid dentist and having to cut my tooth in half stupid
and feel like moaning about the fact i can't open my mouth more than a centimetre (too bad for you lot i can still type, only my housemates get the benefit of me not being able to talk!)
still much wiser than me - i aint got no wisdom teef
I have to say that that is likely - although a girl i worked with and then started going out with (yes the one in florida) just lived around the corner from me for ages when i was living in stranmillis last year and we hardly ever saw each other in the street before we started going out.
But the thought of it makes me giddy with anticipation