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Cut out a picture from a magazine and using the miracle of Prit-stick, attach said picture to your monitor. Voila.

I was saying this at work yesterday. If it was my daughter I'd have a mini army of 'beyond the law' investigators wiring electrodes to Murat's gonads, beating up pensioners, kicking down doors and shit like that. What the fcuk is the point of having the money sitting there doing nothing (as opposed to being a nice little earner in HBOS shares etc )

Lollerskates @ xbl on the bus home ye kunt

The false dawns and general ineptitude of our National team (U20's) is galling.

Stopped reading for ages due to work (full-time) and uni commitments (part-time MSc), but bought Jimmy the Hand by Raymond Feist on 21st - read it by the next day. So bought another couple (Talon of the Silver Hawk & King of Foxes) and read them both by the weekend - finished King of Foxes and switched off the lights at 2.45am on Monday morning and had to get up for work at 6 many a black coffee quaffed at work that day. Forkit, I'd forgotten just how good reading was (even no-brain books like those mentioned). At this moment I'm currently 'reading' Information System Development - Methods in Action

Work. I'm depressed.

Cyclists at twenty past seven on a wet and late November morning without lights - although yesterday this post could so nearly have been placed in a topic entitled Cyclists that get on your car bonnet!

Ach, we're no going on about Celtic fans on the dole again are we?

another thing that get's my goat - people (ie. women) in the office that don't understand that a man-cold is just one small step away from being fatal! **sneeze** 'Awwww, my head, throat and nose!'

...having been launched from my neighbours bedroom window (f'n rockets fae inside the house ) just before we've got the bairns halloween party (on Saturday) and also the non-emergency police phone system - phoned the number in Forfar to complain about said fireworks and managed to get pissed off waiting and walked to the police station whilst still listening* to the repeated 'Thank you for phoning the non-emergency Police phone number...we're busy etc' * this was done as a 'wonder who'll respond first' type of exercise in case you're wondering 'Who the fcuk'd stay on the phone for that long?'.

and is also morally and sometimes even legally wrong. As in the Nurnberg trials, you were held accountable for your actions even if you were following 'orders'. Or in the trials of criminals who were only following their bosses orders. or bleat bleat. Next up: fcuking mobile phones that start ringing during lectures. I'm paying three grand for my masters, if you want to take a call during lectures, then fcuk off and don't do it in one of mine.

What you should do is: Me - "Hello" teleseller - "Hi, how you doing tonight?" Me - "What do you want?" teleseller - "You had a good day then?" Me - "Not, really. Actually I'm glad you called as I've been depressed these last few months and having someone to speak to might help me through the evening." teleseller - "Oh, erm **pre-written plot/pitch now well fcuked**, what's the problem?" Me - **start off on some of your own pre-written blurb that ensures they can't continue with their pitch** warning - if it's someone from your local church, your friar tucked, otherwise it can be quite amusing, especially if you try to imagine them squirming on the other end of the line.

People that 'overtake' a half mile queue on one lane of a dual carriageway and then edge in near the top of the queue, usually when coming up to road works or when approaching traffic lights*. Also - people that let them in * I, myself, have managed to block two drivers trying to edge in at the Claypotts lights in Dundee, forcing them to turn off towards Sainsburys

People at traffic lights that don't realise that when the lights have just turned to red they don't actually need to keep their foot on the fcuking foot brake, especially at night in the pissing rain. **Use the hand-brake you fcuking tool.** Also people going all the way round large roundabouts and turning off without ever attempting to use the indicator. **Wait until I get a lorry - you'll be fcuking sorry you never indicated then you b*****d**

Ah, I'm reminded of the beauty of the mp3 file format - nae loud breathing colleagues to piss you off (well, maybe there are, but I'm blissfully unaware with Faithless bobbing away in my head ) And I'm on a half day (reason's to be cheerful for this bit, no?)

Silent Hill 2/10 Decent(ish) idea but put together in a way that makes the end highly predictable. Veering slightly off-topic: will stick to 24 day 1/2/3/4 this weekend - getting shot of bairn so can see me watching a full day at some point in the next 48 hours. woo-hoo. on a related issue - anybody know when day 5 comes out on dvd? (too lazy to download and burn to dvd)

Not happy - back at work after lecture and tutorial, won't finish until 7, get home at 7.45, by the time I get shifted and up to Brechin it'll be half time. To top it all, the missus never went to the fekking diet class after all. Any chance you've got a murderous psycho bear with a sare heid smiley also? edit: actually I can see this in the mac household tonight

Petty thing- (was) to be taking the bairn up to Brechin v Ipswich tomorrow night, the missus wants to go to a fcuking diet class tonight and 'cos I'm doing a Masters at uni, my work wants me to work back the hours (which I normally do on a Monday and Wednesday evenings). So now she wants me to work the time tomorrow and finish at 5(ish) tonight. Worse than that though, is that because we stay in Scumbroath, she reckons I should be taking my daughter to scumbroath games FFS, that's scraping the barrel for a torture method and where the fcuks the 666 spawn of devil smiley?

brokeneded link

Yep, the reg number's on it. Shop the fcukers. back to topic... the wife, petty and get's on my nerves (probably been done, but true nonetheless)

bleh