is playing ddr at 530 am.

So because I am a cunt, anyone on my friendslist with an email address published on Livejournal should shortly receive an email invite to the most pointless service ever - Twitter. It's basically a public texting system. That's it. You simply tell it what you're doing. So do your friends, and you get sms's when they reply. As useless as it sounds - it's actually got a lot of potential. There are already BBC feeds you can subscribe to for free notifications. I just read an article of some dude who has hooked it up so that his doorbell has a twitter account and any time someone arrives and he's out he gets a text message.

That's fucking sweet. And it's pretty much just the online equivalent of your MSN subject / title / name thing. I'm currently writing a couple of applications - one of them's a kinda techie blog and one something to integrate with MySpace (both shall be expanded upon in the next week or so) - now the blog - most people have it set up so you get an email when you get a new comment - my initial thought was to get a gtalk message, but it's now gonna be SMS all the way (yes - this does leave my phone open for abuse, but it's a piece of piss to turn them off again after).

Anyway, sorry to distract you all with my geek idiocy. Hope all is well in the land of LJ.

Oh and in other news - I am once again losing weight like a fucking ironman. Woo-fucking-yay.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6gmP4nk0EOE
^^^ at the risk of sounding like a typing vagina, this is why I am happy to be part of the industry I am in.

What is it with cunts playing their ipods / phones / cunt-badge of choice at a volume which intrudes upon other people? I thought it was an age / ignorance thing, but on the bus at least one dick persists on proclaiming themselves a wankbag using this method any day of the week, and their age ranges anywhere from 15 to 60.

Fucking cocksocks.

I've mentioned my brother the wigger before. But he's apparently becoming somewhat of a cult hero in Norwich at the mo thanks to a recent radio appearance. There's a bit on Radio Norwich called "Cabbie-oke" where Helen McDermott goes down to a taxi office and gets someone to sing a song a cappella. Usually it's cringe worthy (and actually this is too) - but my brother went on during the week and is through to the final. Go to http://www.999radionorwich.com/on-air/info.php?refnum=177 and click on "Tricky the Wroxham Rapper" (Direct Link if that's too much work) (We live in a village called Wroxham). It's amazing. Listen through to the end for one of the most typically-Richard (ie unintentionally hilarious) things I have ever heard.

I think he's a shoe-in to take the whole thing home.

Current Music: Tricky

So there I was wondering whether you could get kids-style pyjamas in adult sizes, thinking it would be kinda gimmicky and might make me smile for ten minutes. So I googled it and discovered that you could, but the result is something far more sinister / creepy / Jerry Springer show waiting to happen:

http://www.foreverakid.com/faksleepwear.html#Sleep-FAB-FootedSleeper
http://www.jumpinjammerz.com/default.asp

Got net at last, which is nice. Can't remember what's happened really, moved into Acton Street - where Hayley's mum is turning it into a palace with her decorating-based OCD (that first house I got, she came round to "check it out" before after 3 minutes getting out a tape measure and taking measurements).

My parents visited last weekend, they brought up 450 of my old CDs. I decided straight away that I'd sort them rather than sticking them in storage for another 200 years and have set aside over 100 for sale due to either not liking them or buying them twice (or in one case 4 times).

Work is ace, I'm working for a really forward TH_NKing company (oooh, I still make myself giggle) who are endeavouring to make the net a more accessible for everyone and standardisation of web language. Which makes me slightly warm inside. I just hate having to rise at 6am and not getting home til 730pm. There I was wondering whether I'd ever be able to do 9-5.

I also got a free work phone, on which I can use £50 a month. And it's a nice phone (SonyEricsson W810i for all of you tech heads). Not given my new number out yet, but I'll probably send an all-encompassing text later on today. Yay.

Anyway I have to leave in 10 minutes and am still in my pants. I shall try and update more regularly. And if you do fancy chatting during the day, my new MSN is in the post previous (although today I am gonna be swamped so don't be offended if I just say "Hi, I'm busy").

Can't stay long - on my lunch break. But got my exam results and my final mark is a 2:1. Looks like doing that last year thing WAS worth it after all. Yay.

Should have internet by end of month. Lots of news to report / forget. Brace yourselves.

goodness me I am drunk. I totally wish that Burnsey would play some Finlay Quaye, however I feel that common sense may have prevailed. Bastards.

In other news, tomorrow we are apparently heading towards the ok Diner to celebrate my 24th BDay *cos I'm cool, dontchya know.

And actually I can't thin straight. In the meantime, me so cool!

even though I'm not even 24 until Thursday. This annoys me slightly.

I have no idea how, but this week I achieved my target 1lb weight loss. I sit here astounded because I've eaten so many sweets and binged so much it's unrecountable. In fact I'm now a quarter lb under 12 stone, which is pretty cool. Was nice to see 11 on the scale again.

But yes - the stats can, as always, be seen over at http://numsum.com/spreadsheet/show/1699

gonna stick to the 1lb target for next week.

Tags: weight