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I've started writing essays with iambs that fall in cheerful little groups of five. And now I cannot seem to stop. Oh crap.

i smell of wee

Neil is a cock.

Hey, lovely people! I'm still alive, just.

I'm doing the Stonewall Equality walk on the 6th of May - it's a 10km mince through Brighton to support gender equality in the workplace and around the world.

I'm looking to raise at least £100 pounds for the organisation, and I'd really, really appreciate it if you could donate whatever you can afford. I've set up a JustGiving page where you can donate by credit/debit card; alternatively, just collar me in person and fill in a sponsorship form.

Go on, you tight sods, I know some of you just got your student loans this week. Dig deep, it's for charity. :P

With regards to actual life... meh, same old procrastination, really. I've got deadlines next week and I haven't done any work over the holidays, so today is my switch-off-the-internet-and-put-my-nose-to-the-grindstone day. Wish me luck! :)

I think I'm just going to resign myself to the fact that this Livejournal will be for very occasional updates only, because these days I spend more time on Facebook and Myspace.

So. Where are we now?

I'm going out with Ash, for those who don't know. He's been a friend for about a year who I occasionally hooked up with for steamy funtimes, and over the New Years period we got a bit pilly and cuddly and lovey. Then, after the comedown, it turned out we actually DID love each other and it wasn't just the serotonin. Squee!

Uni has kind of suffered under the strains of Real Life (tm), as usually happens in the second year. I'm doing more work at the offy, and have a serious problem getting up in the morning at the moment, so early lectures and seminars kinda got skipped. But, I got all my work in on time, so it should be okay as long as I knuckle down over Easter.

I missed both my third-year option deadlines, annoyingly, so I'll probably end up doing somethign I really don't want to next year. But oh well.

Umm, what else? Oh, I've started writing a story novel sort of thing, under the influence of NaNoWriMo but without actually limiting myself to a month. It's called Winged, and it's a story about love, betrayal, misplaced trust, drugs, gays, and many other things. I might decide to publish a few chapters on here at some point, but don't hold your breath - I get very funny about creative writing criticisms.

We have also moved house! I now live with Neil and Muffy (and Bustine, obviously) on Viaduct Road (near the fire station) in a huuuuuuge house of doom. It's awesome.

Alright, that'll do for now. As I said earlier, i'm now on Facebook - look me up via my uni email, mh201@sussex.ac.uk.

Alright, alright, you can stop nudging me, people. I'm still here.

So! Two and a half weeks ago, I broke up with Jimmy. At long last. The breakup was a little messy (isn't it always?) but went a lot better than could be expected. And he hasn't spent the time since sitting on his bedroom floor crying, which was what part of me worried about. So it's all good!

Since then, I've been frivolously spending my student loan like i've never frivolously spent it before. And done rather naughty things in the process. One week involved taking MDMA every other night, which was pretty damn stupid- yeah, it's fun, but I didn't like the person I become on it (aka cocky scene-queen) and the comedown is SO not worth it. So steering clear of that.

What else? Oh, me and Justine khiftd got elected cochairs of Sussex Uni LGBT. w00t! Also last night LGBrighTon held a batshit Halloween party (yes I know a day late shut up) at V2. Pretty much everyone dressed up- I went as an emo boy who took it too far. Here be me in costume ( (I also have a new cameraphone, a Sony Ericsson W810i, and it is THE SEX) )

Also, I'm piss-poor at the moment, so if anyone has any random requests for PC games and would like me to sell them, I'll have a dig through my mountain of shit :P

That'll do for now. Expect more updates as internet access becomes more prevalent. Toodles!

Richard says:
Got this guy just walked in to my room without knocking
Richard says:
THat's quite rude
psyk0- new address! says:
how rude!
psyk0- new address! says:
was it a rentboy?
Richard says:
Yes
psyk0- new address! says:
or santa? santa's allowed
Richard says:
It was a rentboy in keele
Richard says:
A country rentboy
Richard says:
THey are more costly though
Richard says:
Cause you have to call them out
psyk0- new address! says:
tell me about it
psyk0- new address! says:
...I MEAN YES I IMAGINE THAT IS THE CASE
Richard says:
lol

That's me in the blue! Yay, a pride photo that I don't look absolutely hideous in! Go here for the rest of my dad's photos...

Oh, also, our float came second. GO US.

Bugger me, anyone else see The High Street model in the Guardian Weekend? Max at Premier?


Oooh, he was GAWGEOUS.

Oh man. What a Pride.

Pre-Parade
2am: Finish building the float at Brighton Uni, lie down to sleep on the truck with 4 lesbians and 2 duvets.
3am: Actually get to sleep.
5.30am: Wake up. Continue building the float. Get into costume. Suffer from horrendous stomach cramps for no apparent reason.
9am: Ride the float down the A27 at 20mph, hanging on for dear life to everything that could fall off. Reattach banners along the way.
10:55am: Begin applying make-up.
11am: Parade starts.
11.05am: Finish applying make-up. =/

Parade
11.45am: Wig gets caught in one of the chandeliers and is removed in a huff.
12.30pm: The 6-foot high boobesque domes atop our float hit the trees outside the Pavillion. The nipples fall off and we are showered in glitter, but we Carry On Regardless (did you see what I did there? Did you? Aaahahah.)
1.15pm: Music cuts out for a few minutes for no apparent reason.
1.25pm: I see my parents in the crowd and wave. How embarrassing.
2am: Arrive in park and, while everyone else begins dismantling the float, I attempt to pry off my fake nails. Oh, the pain.
2.20pm: The float is dismantled and the truck drives off. I change back into normal clothes ( :( ) and head for the Allsorts tent.

Post-Parade
3pm: We leave the Allsorts tent to head to the off licence. The queue is about an hour long, so we leave Tom there and return to the tent.
4am: Jimmy arrives in the park with work friends. We wander for a bit, then Jimmy and I seperate.
4.30pm: We see gbcahawk and his hot friends. Whee!
5pm: We leave the park and head back to the flat, shopping on the way.
6pm: I lie down for a quick pre-clubbing nap.
1am: I wake up. Oops. Jimmy calls me and says he failed to awaken me so went out with work friends, but had a bit of a shit time so is coming home. I sleepily respond and then fall back asleep.

I'm disappointed that I didn't get a chance to properly 'do' the park thing, but I think it's safe to say I got my partying out on the parade. Hilarious fun!

Photos when they appear.

OMFG LANCE BASS IS GAY

Yeah, we get it. Next?

(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

✓ I miss somebody right now.  (I'm always missing people.)	× I don't watch much TV these days.  (abc1 is on CONSTANTLY.)	✓ I own lots of books.
× I wear glasses or contact lenses.	✓ I love to play video games.  (NO SHIT SHERLOCK)	✓ I've tried marijuana.
✓ I've watched porn movies.	× I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.  (Hard to tell which of us was more psycho in most relationships, but I'll err on the side of me being relatively sane.)	✓ I believe honesty is usually the best policy.
✓ I curse sometimes.	✓ I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.	× I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.

( it goes on... )

What up, homies?

I've changed my hotmail address because the previous one was being eaten by spambots. Replace 16 with 19 and add .co.uk to the end.

Also just noticed that transferring over the contact list on MSN means all those people I had blocked have suddenly become UNblocked. OH NOES, DRAMALLAMA.

The other day I got a spam email from one Jocelyn White with the subject "SEXUALYaEXPLICIT: Newbie kitty expecting to show herself all" and the text "How cool is that kitty under that mini skirt?".



In other news, I have discovered that I am a culinary genius...
( Recipe for Things That Have No Name But Are Delectable )

EDIT: I also just noticed that my last entry was dated 6/6/06 AND I MADE NO COMMENT. I suck.

So you know that piece of Research Methods I sent to Mirona Cuntfeatures months ago for a remark? Well, she finally got around to sending it back... and it's gone up to 86/90!

See? Complaining does mean you get your way (even if it takes like two terms).

Hello world!

Christ on a bike it's been a while. Okay, time for a hyperspeedy update on what's going on in my life, with the magic of wiggly paragraph seperators to guide you!

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Like that. See?

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I've now been living with the wife for about two months. We have a lovely flat atop Elm Grove, and we have a kitten! His name is Charlie and he is fuzzy and adorable (when he's not being an annoying scratchy bastard or pooing). Married life is... interesting, certainly.

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I technically have a job at Justine's off licence, but I haven't been given any shifts yet because Danny hasn't fired the person I'm supposed to replace. Woo.

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PRIDE OMG PRIDE. We had a fabulously exciting design meeting last night, followed by a two hour long argument with Justin about student politics during which i was | | this close to stabbing him in the eye. God, that boy is IMPOSSIBLE. Our theme is Carry On Up The Khyber, so we're going for harem girls and fountains and elephants and chandeliers and velvet and sequins and so forth. Funcakes.

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I don't have anything resembling reasonable internet access at the flat yet. We're on a PAYG 56k at the moment. I signed up for ntl and, in typical ntl style, they emailed me saying LOL KK ORDER IS SET BTU WE NO TELL YOU DATE OF INSTALLATION and I haven't heard from them since. As far as I know they haven't taken any money from me yet, so for the moment all is good. I'd call them and check, but my experience with their customer services system is negative to say the least. Cuntmonkeys.

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I'm smoking again. Properly. Frankly, quitting smoking isn't a priority at the moment- far more important is surviving my exams. After that, I'll have another crack at stopping.

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Me and Jimmy nearly broke up the other week. I was outside having a fag while he was having a nap. He woke up, saw what I was doing and locked the back door, leaving me outside for half an hour. When he finally let me back in (after considerable calling him and banging on the window), I started packing up my stuff and told him I was leaving him. Straw that broke the camel's back, and all that. He left, I called my mum and asked her to help me move my things. He came back in tears and apologised, but sorry really wasn't enough. We talked for a while. I'm still unsure of the outcome of that, but for the moment we're still together while he sorts himself out.
A large part of me longs to be single again. I'm sick of married life, sick of having to structure everything I do around him and having him complain at me even when I do so. I want to get back out there and be free to do what I want (and no I'm not just talking about shagging around).

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I'm skint beyond belief. I have no money, no job and my student loan doesn't come through til September. I am once again scrounging off my parents, which I hate doing. I sent off a few job apps the other day and am (obviously) yet to hear back from them.

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I'm going to make more of an effort to make this an actual Livejournal, but I make no promises. Here's hoping, sports fans!

So, proper update coming at some point. Shortform: working in Justine's off licence, moved into flat atop Elm Grove with Jimmy, uni starts in a week.

Now, onto business! I'm selling some old games for moneys. I can sell internationally, I guess, but I don't know off the top of my head how much that'll cost; ask and I shall investigate. Drop me a comment if you want one. I'm sure the list will grow as I get around to properly cataloguing my games (read: finding the manuals).

( Hither be games! )

Postage in the UK is £1.50 for first class, or £1 for second class. These are first-come first-served. Tell your friends!

Oh, and I accept Paypal- partsoftheprocess16@hotmail.com.

Quitter's Log

Day 8
Time since last cigarette: 69 hours

I slipped up on Tuesday and had a fag at Revenge. Stupid, I know, but I was in a bit of a bad mood. It was so good... :(

Since then I've been using the Niquitin patches. They're slightly stronger than the Nicorette ones, but they're clear and you can wear them in the bath/shower, and you can leave them on overnight. I've also had the odd day where I've forgotten about wearing a patch and gone cold turkey for like 12 hours... which is probably a good sign. (Makes me ratty as hell though.)

I feel very confident that I can kick this habit. It's gonna be a rough couple of weeks, but I can do it.

In other non-quitting news, ESIV: Oblivion arrived today but my machine's too slow to run it. Curses. I ordered some more RAM, should arrive on Monday. From what I saw of the game, though, it's really beautiful... =/