Ta-wit, ta-woo.

Welcome, Faithful [and now possibly doubled in size] Readers.

Twitter. Strange thing, isn't it? Immensely addictive, especially following such intellectual giants as Stephen Fry, yet, a strange phenomenon. My iPhone got me hooked, all those apps, I just had to see.

But, I digress. One of the main points, basically, is this: What do YOU think about twitter? Do you twit? Or tweet, as it were? Or are you one of the [presumably many] who just don't really get it? Opinions would be nice, to see the varying views on this strange 140 character limit "micro-blogging"... thing...

Now, speaking of digressing, I need to write. Like, write write. I have a creative writing folio [Script and Prose] and a dissertation to do. Blast. Who new Advanced Higher English would be so much work, it sounds so much like a breeze...

And, on a closing, unrelated tidbit about my day, I spent much of lunch time playing the classic "...In My Pants" game. For those unfamiliar, it involves taking a movie title, and putting "... In my pants" after it.

Par example:

 -- Trainspotting... in my pants

 -- Batman Begins... in my pants

 -- Deep Impact... in my pants

 -- The Two Towers... in my pants

Just to name a few we got. Yeah. That's what we do at lunch times when bored, that and the occasional innuendo binge. True story.

Alas, I have nothing more to write... Ah Well.

Fare thee well, faithful readers. [The "Faithful Readers", btw, is in reference to Russel T. Davies on the Doctor Who Audio Commentaries. Yup. I'm that much of a nerd. And proud.]

I'm Watership Down

You're Watership Down!

by Richard Adams

Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.

So, there we go. That's be the second thing I've stolen from Race at "Creare". Heh. Here's hoping she doesn't mind.

I don't talk about talking rabbits that much...

Classic...

Classic. Simply brilliant. 

And on a side note, as per my twitterings, I got an Unconditional acceptance to Glasgow Uni, which is apparently kind of a big deal. Waiting on UWS. Then the dreaded choice. Bleh. Don't know which to go for.

More on that when I get further replies. Until then, Faithful [Incorporeal] Reader, Aurevoir.

Obamaicon Me

Awesome. Simply Awesome.

Make your own:- http://obamiconme.pastemagazine.com/

Please note, above image not created by me. I just found it on the site, and found it awesome.

Stay Hip...

While I've been posting Tommy Reilly Videos, another Unsigned Act band deserves some attention, too. The other possible winner, imo, and undoubtable in another class [Along with ol' Tom] than the rest of the acts in the competition.

I think either will make it big, regardless of which of them wins [and it will surely be one of them.

Stay Hip [as Hip Parade would say], Faithful Readers [of unknown corporeality].

A random assortment of thoughts...

It's late, I'm tired, but feel like doing this. So bear with me, faithful [phantom] readers.

Vibranxiety. Ringxiety. Phantom Vibration Syndrome. Whatever you wanna call it, it's frakking weird. If you don't know, it's that feeling that your mobile phone [or cell phone if you're American, which I'm not, so mobile] is vibrating in your pocket when it's not. It annoys the hell out of me, and oft makes me think I'm going crazy, and maybe does you. I wonder if it's a sign we all use mobile phones too much... Bleh. They're useful and fancy and cool. Screw the mental health problems that come with it.

10. More. Days. Then the world with CHANGE! That's right, Change is coming. Overnight on the 20th, we'll all be showered in money and puppies and love. Well, maybe not overnight... But more or less, right? 

I get a sense that some/a lot of people will be let down by Barack Obama, but not because he's a bad President. I reckon he'll be a good President, but Bush left a lot of shit to clean up. Change might not come as quick as people hope, but I reckon it'll still come. 

Learning to play Piano hurts my left hand... Damn you "Love Song"!

And on the music note, did you know Tommy Reilly doesn't like coffee?

Yeah. There you go. If Mr Brightside didn't clinch victory for him, surely that will.

Goodnight, faithful [phantom] reader.