So we haven't updated in a while. Well Tamra did. Thank you my lovely girlfriend :) I know you'd like to think that if it wasn't for you we wouldn't get half the views and random visitors that we get now. And yes, it is probably because you're super hot.

So how's it going Tuesday-onions? That was supposed to be something like people from Ethiopia are called Ethiopians, but Tuesday-onions will have to do. Just squint at it until the word onions doesn't look like onions any more, and in fact isn't even spelled right at all, in fact it should be pronounced on-ians.

I'd like to ask a ninja what his favorite day of the week is. I would like to think it's Tuesday. Ninjas are just really cool like that.

So earlier this week the beautiful Tamra linked me to the weirdest videos of talking cats. It turns out the internet (the weird and wonderful place that it is) is filled to the brim (in a very metaphorical sense. And also used in a nowhere near the same magnitude as you'd normally use this word sense, because the internet is so huge and full of even more, possibly weirder, better and funnier crap than we could possibly imagine. Anyway, where were we? Oh yeah -) with videos of these talking cats. So check it out. they're so fucking weird. It scares me to think that they exist.

Anyway, that's all for this week. So until next week (I hope) Adios Tuesday Amigos!

Na Nite

Ugh,

I went to Edmonton this weekend. For those of you who are british and dont know where Edmonton is... go look it up on google maps or something. I'm warning you now. If you're like me and you like to walk fast, or even at a normal speed don't ever go to Edmonton. Stupid Edmontonians can't walk or even drive for shit. They are SOOOO SLOOOOW. In the mall you'll end up behind a group of them and you have to slow down to snail pace and wait for a clearing to run past them. Until you catch up to the next group.

We went to Aritsia a supposedly high end (well kinda) fashion store for all you trendy people. They have their own security by the door and a dj. They even sell their own water... a fashion store that has water named after it. That cant be good for you.

We also went paint balling while I was there. And I have to admit, it turned me off of paint ball. Not only could I not see a fucking thing out of the mask but the stupid jerk offs that I was plaing against obviously didnt know the rules.

He shoots me on the side of the head. I put my hands in the air to say im out and he shoots my hand. I put my hands back up shouting that I'm fucking out and he shoots my hand like 3 more times. Stupid dick wad. Then the stupid urban assault course sucked as it was pitch black and I couldnt see shit. Then there's all the little pussy players who cry whenever a gun goes off and then run at you and just get in the way. I hope paint ball isnt always this shit.

Every time I go away for some reason when I get home I am so sick. God! I hate being sick!

Happy Tuesday

So this Tuesday I was mostly watching history programmes, and I noticed in each one it was all "and this job was reserved for the most respected member of staff". I'm starting to think he was the most respected member of staff only because he had the shitty jobs like wiping the guys arse and other shit like that.

I also want to know who thought it was a good idea to have this "respected member of staff" taste the food first to see if it was poisoned. Because surely if it's always the same guy and it never changes you can bump off the taster if you don't like him, plus this was the middle ages so it's not like they'd have a good chance of catching you simply because there's no fucking evidence. It's not like they can find your DNA on the bottle, I'm not entirely sure they even dusted for finger prints there...it could be the perfect crime, hell it probably happened but thanks to Jack the Ripper we'll never know of the mysterious death of the food tasters. Glory hog.

Anyways that's me done for now, na nite.

Hey dancing Tuesday people, c'mon now dancing Tuesday people c'mon. Yeah!

How's it going? Hopefully we should be getting a new design ANNNY time soon, from my good friend cicla (he runs Rusty Arcade and did all the art for Arrival In Hell with me).

I have started work on a few more projects. A website that I won't say much about yet, but it should be good if it kicks off. Also for work I am getting to make a Game as part of IBM's Blue Fusion event. It's where a few lucky kids from schools get to come to IBM and play games and stuff related to science and computers. All I'll say for now is that I get to program something for the Wiimote! Yey! Can't wait to do that. We're even getting some makeshift sensor bars. Did you know the sensor bars are ONLY 4 LEDs? That's all they are. The sensor bar doesn't sense anything, the Wiimote has an infra-red camera on the front that senses the infra-red light from the LEDs on the sensor bar, and from there it can figure out where it is pointing.

So today we have a scientific video showing how we can use the Wii to produce a Minority Report type computer where we use our fingers to interact with he system.
Kinda cool huh?

Keep on Tuesdayin'

WOMAN'S DIARY

Saturday 20th October 2007

Saw him in the evening and he was acting really strangely. I had been shopping in the afternoon with the girls and I did turn up a bit late so thought it might be that.
The bar was really crowded and loud so I suggested we go somewhere quieter to talk. He was still very subdued and distracted so I suggested we go somewhere nice to eat.

All through dinner he just didn't seem himself; he hardly laughed and didn't seem to be paying any attention to me or to what I was saying. I just knew that something was wrong.
He dropped me back home and I wondered if he was going to come in; he hesitated but followed.

I asked him again if there was something the matter but he just half shook his head and turned the television on.

After about 10 minutes of silence, I said I was going upstairs to bed.

I put my arms around him and told him that I loved him deeply. He just gave a sigh and a sad sort of smile. He didn't follow me up but later he did, and I was surprised when we made love.
He still seemed distant and a bit cold, and I started to think that he was going to leave me and that he had found someone else.

I cried myself to sleep.



MAN'S DIARY

Saturday 20th October 2007

England lost to South Africa. Gutted. Got a shag though .