Moved.
Sorry once again, but my blog has now moved to a more secure+permanent place.
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Johnny is hot. Admit it. So hot that you wanna take your shirt off.
Sorry once again, but my blog has now moved to a more secure+permanent place.
Been occupied. With what? Just work, but not enough work I guess. By what I mean by not enough work, should be replaced with I-don’t-do-enough-work.
Anyway, I finally finished a book I bought 8 years ago. That’s right – 8 frigging years ago. The book? Tom Clancy’s Rainbow Six. What’s it about? SWAT team stuff. Great stuff really. There’s something about the black ninja suits, guns, goggles, sniper rifles, flash bangs and techno-wiz that turns me on.
It's so fat that you can use it as a "paper weight"
(haw haw)
Now the question, why the heck did it take 8 years? Firstly it’s a 900 page book that I bought when I was in year 8, and I had never read anything near that length. The most I read around that age was The Hobbit, and that bitch was only about 300 pages. When I did eventually got around to reading it, it took me at least I think 4-5 years to reach 300 pages. I probably read a page a month. What were the significant things happening through those years? Hmm playing in the backyard, pokémon (fuck yeah), Nintendo 64 and the HSC.
The bomb dropped when I was moving house. My baby sister at the time, at age 4 probably, picked up the book and dropped the bookmark before I could do a dive and save it. And it wasn’t easy trying to pinpoint where I was up to because I had forgotten what I’ve already read.
So this year, I started again – from page 1. And I never looked back.
About six weeks later, here I am. It’s done. It feels like I’ve lifted a load of weight off my shoulders. It’s been a bitch, but a good one. If only it had more SWAT stuff in it.
And btw, hopefully by the next time I blog I’ll be using Wordpress. Doing my own thing in html is a waste of time, and using a service like blogger gives me the creeps.
Instant messaging programs are fantastic. I remember back in the day when ICQ was it. The whole she-bang and dazzle. Every body had it. It was the means of communicating to countless people with only being charged for one local call (the 25 cents fee it cost to connect to your ISP). Countless LOL's were exchanged, swear words were used freely and the most rediculous yet useful acronyms were thrown around (such greats were: brb = be right back, wtf = what the fuck, and omfg = oh my fucken/fucking god).
My visual blog thing, aka Phomography is back up again.
I don't get that many breakthroughs these days, so today's one was extra special.
Yes.