Isnt tagging when you try to pee on something from a distance?...anyway

five things i love:
1. my mum, my dad, laura, matthew, adam (is that one or five...lets say one?)
2. the national
3. books
4. sunday sport watching
5. listening to music all on my lonesome


five things in my purse:(well its a wallet...unless you talk to dave, then it is a purse)
1. 48p
2. cards of the student and debit variety
3. half a tenner...not a fiver...half of a tenner
4. a laverys flyer
5. a picture i keep forgetting to take out...but now i have...so its not there anymore...so technically thats four...but theres nowt else in there

five random items that make me happy:
1. my ipod (baby i love you so)
2. my shoes
3. my bed
4. bracelets
5. a cd...any cd really



five things i like about myself:
1. my epic fingers
2. i have get out of trouble eyes
3. that i can grow a beard(only of late when i realised how many people cant)
4. sooper smartz
5. that secretly deep down im actually nice...most of the time...to most people



five things absolutely i hate about myself:
1. my decreasing ability to spell
2. when in tailspin mode it takes me longer than most dash everyone to right myself
3. my general mumbling quietness...actually i quite like that...society deems it unacceptable, blame society

i dont have anymore...i quite like me



five songs right now:
1. baby im depraved- sargasso trio (i love pop music)
2. unless its kicks-okkervil river
3. my heart was made for bleeding all over you - martha wainwright
4. bruises- chairlift (no REALLY i LOVE pop music)
5. skinny love - bon iver



five memories:
1. wemberleeeeee with my dad
2. america
3. pukkelpop tent bustage
4. WHEN THE SOX WON IT ALL
5. picnics

five goals for the next year:
1. maintain my 2:1
2. start to travel
3. visit my sister cos i miss her so
4. sssshhhh its a secret
5. attend more class so that every girl i even vaguely know stops telling me off


Jay
my heart was made for bleeding all over you//and i know you're married but i have feelings too

Observations on the Gilmore Girls 27/10/08

1. Will Luke and Laureli get back together? I just dont know...its all very tense right now


2.Paris would not have survived twenty years without somebody stabbing her in real life("well you've made it that far" i hear you cry...news for you even your grandmother doesnt find you funny)


3. Luke : ok i brought my tools

Damon: my mothers a lesbian

Luke: oh...um...thats great

Damon: i like lesbians

Luke: uhhh me too

Damon: Do you know any lesbians?

Luke: like three or four...three for definite and one im just waiting on confirmation

Damon: Confirmation?

Luke: could you pass me a phillips head screwdriver?

Damon: yep, there ya go.

Luke: Damon, this is tape

Damon: My mothers a lesbian


you probably had to be there



4. I wish Belfast had a Kirk-like figure

5.Rory has turned into a bit of a ho. another guy who is all tall and blonde with buckets of smarmy charm makes it into her bed while the decent more likeable fellow is left outside thinking about 1950s sitcoms and Marx brothers movies. News for you Rory, that doesnt last...people who are nice are always nice...until people like you make them not nice cos nice gets them nowhere with girls like you who are only interested in rebel types who are all flash and pizzaz...you and you're kind are responsible for the downfall of humanity

oh rory...we could've been so special together

Jay,
so lets all make belive that we're still friends and we like eachother//lets all make believe that in the end we'll still need eachother

and always twirling...twiiiiirling

so onto the issue of karma i go (i woulda called it karma payment plan but some bitch did that last week)


on friday...i found five pounds i did not know i had in my jacket pocket...good thing - up five pounds

somewhere in the house i lost this five pounds...bad thing- up £zilch

when cleaning up after shine i found twelve pounds...good thing-up twelve pounds

i thought to myself "well that will cover the book i have to buy tomorrow"- adequate trade off down twelve pounds, up one book

toddled off to the bookshop only to find they dont have the book cos its gone out of print- up twelve pounds, down one book, unable to do tuesdays reading...good thing?...bad thing? whose to say?

in work on saturday, complaining about queens being shoite and their seemingly weekly attempts to make me buy books that are long since out of print and it transpires that Raymona lives with a girl who may or may not be able to lend me the book- potentially good thing

in short, i hadnt posted in a week and thought you may all like to know about me losing money, finding money, not being able to get a book, being able to get a book and my inabillity to decide whether god is supporting me or teasing me as i go through this upsetting trial...after writing it i understand that you probably wont


also tim sherwood can get stuffed...gone...go get stuffed tim sherwood


jay,
"i'll write songs and you will be the subject of each one//till you grow sick of hearing about yourself//oh baby im depraved//i cant control my appetites//i feel likes somethings missing when my teeth aint in your neck//i am obssesed"

Im never...ever...prepared for the end of the baseball season

It breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins
in the spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer,
filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come,
it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to
buffer the passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive,
and then just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops.
Today ... a Sunday of rain and broken branches and leaf-clogged drains and slick
streets, it stopped, and summer was gone.

...

Of course, there are those who learn after the first few times. They grow
out of sports. And there are others who were born with the wisdom to know that
nothing lasts. These are the truly tough among us, the ones who can live without
illusion. I am not that grown up or up-to-date. I am a simpler creature, tied to
more primitive patterns and cycles. I need to think something lasts forever, and
it might as well be that state of being that is a game; it might as well be
that, in a green field, in the sun.

A.Bartlett Giamatti

"Watch this, Lis. You can actually pinpoint the exact moment when his heart rips in half. Aaaaaannnnndddd....there!"

Jay

"i dont have to love you now if i dont wish to//i wont see you anyhow if thats an issue//cause i am a gentleman//think of me as just a fan//who remembers every dress you ever wore//a bad comedian who your new boyfriends better than//but i dont really love you anymore//There'll be someday when your eyes do not enthrall me//I'll be numb but realize you'll never call me."

I grovel at your feet, bow down on your doorstep

Here's the thing, im a stubborn ess oh bee...i normally hate to be wrong...yesterday was not one of those days

Dear Mr Terry Francona,

I apologise...i said many a mean thing about your decision to start a very injured Josh Fucking Beckett ahead of a very good John Lester...you thought to yourself its Josh Fucking Beckett, im giving him the ball...i doubted you...there are two reasons i should never doubt you, namely the fact that the red sox were 0-86 in their last 86 attempts to win a world series before you and 2 out of 4 since...somewhere in that shiny vaguely vulcan-esque head of yours is the brain of a genius...i, on the other hand need to remember that there is a reason you are a professional baseball manager and i am not.

Dear Mr Jason Varitek,

I admit that when you came to the plate with the sox in desperate need of a run to quell the tampa bay momentum i groaned...audibly. Jokes were made, "he may be the first player ever to strike out on two pitches", "here comes the pitchers spot", "his wife clearly got his bat in the divorce" all flashed through my mind...but then...BAM...thats right BAM...i was so shocked diet coke may have went up my nose...i still wouldnt bring you back next year...but i enjoyed night of the living dead catcher very much.

Alive !!!11

With that in mind...go out and win a pennant tonight, would yas?

i promise il talk about something other than baseball...soon

Jay,

w.i.n

Today is a good day...for today there is baseball...

i would like tomorrow to be a good day too please





i believe it will be




there's nothing of note here...im just a superstitious sort so had to post something


Jay
w.i.n

third times a charm

Fuck it actually, forget games six and seven



win tonight



take care of today and tomorrow takes care of itself and all that

Fenway is too pretty for todays game to be its last till april

W.I.N

I peaked too early

yes...one day...one subject...two blogs


that last blog...well im not gonna lie...i was excited then...i was...but now...well i cant sit down...or stand still...or do much of anything...the last hour has gone excruiatingly slowly...the next hour no doubt will go even slower...




but then all will be well because a japanese(i always think that sounds weird...same with portugese...anyway) named Dice-k and a Dominican named Papi will ensure that it is so...


well that and we are the mother-fucking world champion boston red sox and we do not lose to the tampa bay devil rays...or when we need to win three in a row to advance to the world series



seriously we dont











win this game...then the next...and then the next




Jay

In the immortal words of the great Kevin Millar...

...

"Don't let us win tonight. This is a big game... Don't let the
Sox win this game."

win tonight, then Jon "im so great i can overcome cancer, win the clinching game in the world series and throw a no-hitter all in the same year" Lester and Josh "im josh fucking beckett" Beckett in games six and seven...easy

C'mon...please

and some of this from ^^^ please

Jay

"down by the river, down by the banks of the river charles"

The ship bees sinking

Im going to be needing my belief that god is a red sox fan re-affirmed in the next couple of days

Bender: "i cant see, are we boned?"

Leela: "Yeah, we're boned"


In other news, tv on the radio album is great after a few more listens, walkmen album didnt rip right but im assured its awesome, tried to give KoL another listen...concluded that its just muck...thats about it...oh and listen to The Presets more often.


Good boys and girls go to heaven...boys and girls who rip beer mats into tiny pieces do not


"no I've never ever felt so free//look here mama what you're doing to me//cause it ain't no difference which way I smile//I ain't good lookin' from a quarter mile"

"This is the first day of my life//swear i was born right in the doorway"

--books so old the pages have gone yellow

--the sound a diet coke can makes when you open it

--being in libraries when its raining outside

--when you hear one of your favourite bands in an unexpected place

--walking through Belfast in the dark with no particular place to go

--the crack of a bat on a baseball when its hit in just the right place

--literature quotes

--struggling to take the plastic of new Cd's

--movies that you think about for days/weeks/months after watching them

--making mix tapes for people

--hearing a really good song for the first time on the radio late in the dark late at night

--really, really hard hits in American Football

--twiddling a pen between my fingers

--listening to music through headphones

--impromptuness

--re-reading books

--the scratch on vinyl

--charity shops

--tee shirts

--album artwork

--anticipation

--the buzzing sound an amp makes when its a guitar is plugged into it

--when bands leave the "one, two, three" on the recording

--reviewing things

--autumn

--standing at the back of gigs

--coming home and going to bed without turning the lights on

--cds imported from Japan

--the very first sip of a pint

--beard stroking

--hearing a song you used to play all the time but havent heard in ages

--a night with nothing to do when you havent had one in a while

--putting on converse moulded to your feet

--teen dramadies

--tea(for two)

--having pride in local things whether you'd admit it or not

--when your eyes havent adjusted and its entirely dark

--seeing footage of sports from before i was born

--grandparents

--physical gig tickets

--the sound a typewriter makes

--long showers

--sunday sport viewing

--old school pubs

--alliteration

--posting things

--when you slip and think you're gonna fall but don't

--ninth inning rallies

--woolly hats

--when you catch something thrown in your direction

--tongueless kisses

--packages

--planning trips that you may well never make

--when you get your first glimpse of the pitch at a sports stadium

--bringing in chinese from the rain

--falling asleep on the sofa

--getting up with enough time for breakfast

--secret handshakes

--black and white pictures of musicians

--wearing a hood when its not raining

hmm, im sure there is more


jay
"you have a girlfriend//and i can only//talk about her for so very long"

I got nothing to say but say away anyway

1.You may recall about a year ago i lamented that it appeared the FTSE was always down..."why do you care?" you all inquired "its not like it affects us" you all said and yet here we are in the financial meltdown that i predicated and you all doubted. So with that in mind here are my predictions for the next twelve months


-- Fetch will happen


--Spurs will either get relegated, stage a ridiculous and miraculous comeback or do something in between


--Chinese Democracy wont be released


--The cubbies, the poor poor cubbies, still wont win


--Kyle will get married

--Andrew will be shipped to Iraq


--Gav will be a daddy


--I will be involved in a double homicide



2. So Jamie-Lynn is pregnant again, eh? Somebody get that lass a chastity belt for Christmas...failing that a condom...no wait, its Christmas...a ribbed condom



3. I love walking through Belfast at night with my ipod...walking...walking with nowhere to go...just walking...it does of course make it hard to explain where ive been when i return




4. Im considering getting a tombstone with Jonathan D. Bradley on it tattooed on my back...too creepy? just creepy enough?



5. There are some things that in life are just unacceptable. The Tampa Bay (Devil) Rays making the World Series would be one of those things. Jon Lester, a nation turns its lonely eyes to you. Lets repeat...for the craic like



6.People are strange creatures...AU is consistently bad and yet i buy it every month, sports continually breaks my heart but i watch every game, i hated the first LotR film more than anything ive ever witnessed that didnt involve Justin Lee Collins and still watched the sequels...whats with the intrinsic value to keep going back to things that are bad...no really im asking?


7.The peep show wedding episode is ridiculously funny...and yet it got me thinking. I would never have the cojones to call off a wedding or to go through with a wedding...therefore i can never propose...luckily i dont have the cojones to propose...but if i was in a relationship that lasted proposing style length would i have the cojones not to propose...the only way to knock this on the head is to never be in a relationship i guess...ah well, no great loss...im a lone wolf...like Luke in Gilmore Girls...*turns cap backwards*





8. Mail goggle is a brilliant idea...anyone ever tried to do math drunk...its harder than ignoring the urge to drunkenly contact people. If only i could set it up for my phone...



9.Terrible blog...my mistakes were made for you...always




Jay,
"and hang your holiday rainbow lights in the garden//hang your holiday rainbow lights in the garden and I’ll//I’ll bring a nice icy drink to you//Let me come over I can waste your time I’m bored//Invite me to the war every night of the summer"

"you get so alone sometimes it just makes sense"

I hope i turned the oven off

if i didnt turn the oven off we are royally boned

in the sense that we'll be dead

i dont have a will, fight to the death for anything of value

Jay,
to be lonely is a habit//like smoking or taking drugs//and i quit them both but man was it tough