the sanctuary:

Well, I saw Rob Zombie's directorial debut, House of a Thousand Corpses. It's a sort of not-very postmodern mish-mash of The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and Herschell Gordon Lewis, and if you don't know what i mean, lucky you. It does what it does with style and is very effective, but what it's doing is by definition naff, it's not brilliant. Doctor Satan is also an out of place stab at a franchise monster stuffed into the last reel. This jars badly and rather spoils the gory joie de vivre of what's gone before. And they got the name of one of the characters wrong on the promotional cocktail. D'oh.
posted at 9:26 PM

It would appear that escalator bannisters move slightly faster than the stairs. This means your hand gets to the top before the rest of you.
posted at 7:50 AM

Signal failure at Finchley Road means I'm stuck just after Kilburn. My Wonderful But Demanding Girlfriend is here with me... Say hello, WBDG.. "Hello minions!" Well. Yes, that was about right. Like a chirpy Darth Vader. Only less leather. Leathery. Apparently. God, I have an editor.
posted at 7:49 AM

Apparently mike doesn't like the design. Well, ya boo sucks. It's a modernist design tribute to the work of de stijl school artist Piet Mondrian, and has a smattering of Aztec influence. So I hope that leaves you feeling very much the philistine, Mister Gavin. MS paint, indeed. I'll give you MS pain when you're down in London!
posted at 2:03 PM

How is it so hot on some bits of the tube? Are we that near the Earth's core?
posted at 4:36 PM

So here I am at Waterloo station. Why? Well, wouldn't you be if you had the chance? Ahh, the heady sights, sounds and smells of an international terminal! Yeah, I'm on my way to work. Never mind.
posted at 7:51 AM

So I've been looking at hostels in London. That's right, folks, homelessness beckons for this little moth. End of this week and I'm out of my house. Housing benefit failed to pay up over the past.. What? 8 months? Something like that. Anyway, off into the wilderness of no home I go. With luck, I'll be in a sort of backpacker hostel, or something, by this time next week. Yes, it's like a nightmare about a plague. But at least I have a job still! Look on the bright side!! Ay ay ay.
posted at 10:32 PM

I'm all nervous for no good reason. Probably just waiting around to in to work, which always makes me feel crappy. I have things to do today, and I don't wanna, but I gotta, becase it's not just my problem. Hey, I can be more cryptic if you like. I was really unnerved by something at work yesterday, but the confidentiality thing I signed means I ain't gonna mention what it was. Oh, and Corinne? Wil Wheaton gets a link and I don't? What's up with that?
posted at 8:05 AM

I feel like Gene Wilder in The Producers. I'm wet! I'm hot and I'm irritable and I'm wet! I'm also in pain, but that's just standing up all day. If you haven't seen The Producers, this is very funny, by the way. But you should, really. Anyway, it's been raining over lunch. And still hot. Yeah, good one, God.
posted at 1:04 PM

Nice weekend, isn't it? Sunny, and with lots of things to do. So I did nothing. Hahahaha! But indolence has its own reward, and I feel warm and contented. Have more work next week, possibly ongoing, so why worry?
posted at 4:53 PM

I'm clearly out of control on wapblogger, but why wouldn't you be? I can post from anywhere, except underground or the rainforest. And even then.. Maybe. There's a tree growing out of the building opposite. God knows how, there's no soil there. It's not landscaping, it's a scrap for survival. Poor tree. Or maybe not. Tough little thing, hanging on there...
posted at 1:52 PM

I don't know quite why, but this guy's site is just beautiful to me. Maybe it's the Renaissance Man aspect of the list of qualitfications. Maybe it's the idea of this website somehow selling web design. Maybe.. oh, i don't know. But it's great, and more people should see it. Am I cruel?
posted at 8:54 PM

Saw Finding Nemo last night. Awesome like a million billion hotdogs. I was pretty dubious from the first teaser trailer - unlike the incredibles, the teaser for which makes me angry at time's sluggardly progress - but it really is top quality. As you'd expect from Pixar, damn their over-achieving eyes.
posted at 10:08 AM

Things you don't want to know, part a million: that your aunt swears blind that a your ex-girlfriend with straightened hair is the spitting image of you mum at that age. I mean..! Thanks for sharing!
posted at 10:57 AM

Am rather hungry at the moment, which is odd. I mean, not for a human person, but usually I skip breakfast without noticing. Just lately, though, I've been really feeling the loss. Of course, just lately is when I can't afford it..
posted at 7:17 AM

So I've been boxing stuff up. Files, you know. Anyway, this guy comes up and looks puzzled. What happened to all his files? They're in these boxes. Heh. He didn't like that. Not that he was pissed off, or anything. But he wasn't chuffed. Apparently, his stuff was packed away simply because we didn't have anything to do. Our over-efficency is his headache.
posted at 1:03 PM

This ain't quite how it's going to be. But it's not exactly how it's not going to be, either. This is a rough cut of the new site. Say hello to modernism, folks. It's the new post-modernism.

Well, actually, it's the old post-modernism, but whose site is this, yours or mine? Exactly. Smartarse.
posted at 9:40 PM

This will all be off the screen before anyone gets to read it. That makes thom sad.
posted at 4:20 PM

Hmm. I got a letter a while ago, saying Egg would be switching cash card providers from Link to Visa Plus, I think it was. Today, my card does not seem to work. Egg have been bad about this in the past. A little bit of history repeating..?
posted at 9:20 AM

I'm thinking of 'doing a Mike'. Not in the major lifestyle decision sense, of course. I might have to create a separate Wap blog if I'm just going to be posting shit here all the time. Or, y'know. Balls to it.
posted at 9:09 PM

Today is Not Lard Day! Celebrate, mortals!
posted at 10:56 AM

The inside track of the spiral staircase at moorgate. It's walk-down weekday morning rush-hour, and the inside track is a joy, can shave seconds off your time. And it's oddly satisfying to whizz past the other saps who chose the safer, slower outside track. Um. So that's my morning.
posted at 9:12 AM

I am in some serious back pain here. Lifting boxes is clearly disagreeing with me, though it's a recurring thing, so perhaps that's a coincidence. Ow, anyway. Ow. Seriously. In other news, Finding Nemo on Tuesday. Woo to tha hoo!
posted at 8:56 AM

This is from my phone, so counts as a test. Hello! Thank you, Mikey. You are the best ever.
posted at 8:02 PM