Well, i’ve technically brought this upon myself by my lackluster dental hygiene…so im going to be spending 25 quid telling me, well your gums are fucked, that will cost you 1000 to repair, well quite frankly after the fucked up trailer for MGS 4 i’ve seen today…who needs teeth!!!
These women are bonkers, the Beauty and the Beast Unit, god knows who they work for, god doesnt want to know…
And these are the models that put themselves up to scare teh shite out of snake
Listening to Matchbox 20’s push atm…
Stuff always goes wrong on Tuesdays, its like as soon as the clock turns midnight and Monday dies, Tuesday decides to get up and toy with you as much as it possibly can, it doesnt break you, but bad luck comes in three’s and just makes you go; “Oh fuck off will you please, im trying to do something”. However i did pay in the cheques so im not so broke anymore, nearly finished my application forms for the Uni Job. Got to go into the garden and conduct maintance, however cutting the grass in our ant infested garden is should renamed Advanced Weeding!!?? Saw knocked up last night in a strange enviroment however twas a fucking funny movie, bar the hollywood ‘conformist’ ending.
“For the Khan and the Emperor!”
Jaghatai Khan’s forces emerged victorious against the vile forces of Huron Blackhearts twisted chaos army.
Although the battle looked lost with over a company’s worth of Scars falling to treacherous hands, The Lord Commander of the Second Company Spearheaded an assault straight into the Monsters lair, facing down an elite garrison of units, Commander Tsolmon called down the Orbital Fire of the Battle Barge ‘Borjigins Fury’ to end the taints hold on the capital, while brothers from the company’s armored battalions died with honour to hold the filth from the last surviving firebase.
Because if it did, how come the ‘Nam’ Mark Baker exists, a lot of the tales inside seem to match the hollwood image painted of the war…you know the Oliver Stone and Coppala version of events that paint the whole conflict as a messy, drug induced nightmare. Where everyone comitted a MyLai Massacre and cut off ears, I’m not going to discredit peoples memories here, but did all that nightmarish shit really happen? Or was this just Vets living up to the public expectation that they were returning war criminals. Were these soldiers really conditioned by the media when they got back…I mean even Scifi stabs at these soldiers as war criminals (see an Xfiles episode in Season 2).
However, if its true that people like Calley (who was the only one convicted of Murder) were the staple population of the US Army, then this wasnt a war, it was Psycho Circus, what makes me question what happened is that the US armed forces has disgruntled men in Iraq, a hell, as the media represents it and they havent committed any ’similar’ scale massacres…there has been the humilitating Abu Ghraibe events and the Marines going for revenge in Hadifa however there are no tails of people making Ear Necklaces. I just cant image the combat stresses being any different, but the responce from the troops of the ‘GTA’ generation as ‘Generation Kill’ would have us believe…is a universe apart (we are the disposable ADD generation) why are the new troops acting more mature then their 1960’s and 70’s predecessors.
Make up your own minds, im just not convinced that ‘Hell on Earth’ existed in the Nam…
Well thats a lie, i got up at 7 and was shitting myself over the fax machine, which my mate brought round for me and i sent my ticket request off to the cunting uni. Why they couldnt do it over the phone still boggles the mind. While out test firing my G36C i noticed an invasion of ants again, thought they looked like fire ants (well the ones at the back of the house at least). Fighting ants is a bit like dealing with Xenomorphs, you have to deal with the queen, however, their are many of these shitting queens underground and you have to dig through layers of worker drones to get to the big bitch….give me either a power loader, Pulse Rifle or Sularko and ill bloody nuke the bastards….wait tis more like Starship troopers, that movie always leads me to say “Nuke’em Rico” whenever i use the microwave….maybe i should see a doctor over these mental little things….
Here’s Mrs Potters Lullaby for your musical needs.
Watching a few movies that leave you thinking, although one of them had a happy ‘Hollywood’ perfect ending that destroyed any ‘credibility’ earned throughout the film with the brilliant comedy acting. I’m talking about ‘Waitress’ btw, which i saw in the Phoenix last night after a couple of Hoegaardens (ooohhh Yead!). The other movie was The Life Aquatic, I saw that movie two years ago on the way home from Japan. Its a work of art. BTW i didnt go for the run, instead i got up at Ten and tried to sort out all my graduation shit, however i need a fax machine….
This has been happening alot lately, I dream that someone keeps sending me messages saying ‘I’m Waiting for you’, and its always this red headed woman who i’ve promised that i’ll meet up with someday, when i finally do she runs just out of sight…I wake up and go…WTF, usually blame the food ive been eating and then go back to drooling on my pillow. I roughly know what this dream means, and its been happening alot because i have stuff to work out, however its stuff thats on the bottom of the list…
Because i mainly need to find a job first. Hence the application with the MOD in London and some sort of Job with Oxford Uni. Alot of people i know are going through some stressful times, it will get harder before it gets better for most of us. Im going to go and sleep as im going to attempt a run at 5 in the morning, we shall see how that turns out.
Fave ad of mine atm
Good day out today, saw the Helmand Expo today in London as well as going to the Tate. I enjoyed my vent last night, but couldnt sleep due to thinking about all the shit that was going on, went to bed around two after listening to a load of music. London was full of very old slow people today. But even when its cold and rainy its still fucking boiling in London, and i really freaking hate the tube. I leave you with an interesting contrast of todays images…
But the cost was still too high, apparently (well according some sources i should grow up) how about go fuck yourself and fuck off on the high horse you rode in on. If it wasnt too much of a stomach wound to inflict id tell you and your money grabbing whore of a wench to fuck off and die. Apart from that horrible little out burst i feel rather okay, oh the two blood shot eyes arent helping.
