Blogging... under DURESS.

I admit it. My updates have been quite sparse of late, and I now feel (have been bullied into) writing another... I shall summerise the last two weeks (in not particular order):

1. Went to Mother India's café and spilled boiling masala tea on my leg.
2. Went to my first cheeeeeeesy pop of 2007
3. Designed an Irn-Bru Glasgow Medics hybrid... with my, you know, excellent design skills
4. Discovered the most amusing video on You Tube (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pc9y5ayeeb4)... He'll save children, but not the British children...
5. Drank my body weight in coffee
6. Ate naught but low GI food for 5 days (whilst meticulously weighing everything)... lots of 160g of pitta bread...
7. Had an unusual amount of fun in a lab... on a Friday afternoon... about urine testing...
8. Went to a party where the neighbours banged on the floor... good times.
9. Reacquainted myself with the joy the is cider and apple and blackcurrent.

Aim and objective 3

Done.

J-Dawg and the Q-Crew

I survived the first week back at uni, despite the nasty surprise of having the head of year 2 as our facilitator.

Jocelyn Dow is not the baby eating monster that I have been led to believe she was, (so far) she seems quite amusing and was even heard to 'chuckle' (FYI she has a heart rate of 54). As this is the case, I plan to slowly introduce the nickname J-Dawg for her; I imagine it to happen thus:

Andrew: 'Sup J-Dawg
J-Dawg: 'Sup Drew
Andrew: J-Dawg, me and the Q-crew are going to ditch this sesh and lay down some beats. You in?
J-Dawg: You betcha

This, I believe, is perfectly likely.

Things I hate

In no particular order:

• Driving
• Driving Lessons
• Driving Tests
• Drivers
• Reversing
• Postmen who can't open doors

That is all.

Good/Bad

Good things today:

• I got the Kelvindale train
• I got a double breasted coat
• I washed the spice rack in the dishwasher
• Spent the evening in the company of Ruth and Sarah and Beanscene hot chocolate (two of whom returned from their respective homes)
• The hot chocolate from Beanscene did not make me feel physically sick

Bad things today:

• I bought shirts and ties (which reminds me of the impending return to uni)
• My legs still hurt from running (nigh on 3 days ago). This is perhaps my body suggesting that running is an entirely stupid pointless venture. I don't want to be fit.
• I left my scarf in Beanscene
• I had to walk home in the rain

A trivial pursuit

I have no intention of writing everyday, but already I am alarmed by the fact that this may expose my life to be quite dull. Therefore, I plan to embellish it every so often with lurid tales of sex, drugs and/or rock 'n' roll.

Tonight was spent playing Trivial Pursuit with Carrie and Amy (as you can no doubt see, lurid embellishment is not required in this case) and I learned the following interesting facts:

• Bono (of shite Irish U2 fame) full stage name is Bono Vox (after a hearing aid shop in Dublin)
• A Gay Yeti invented toilet paper (I may have misheard this one)
• Mick Hucknall wore no trousers for an album photo shoot, and had jeans airbrushed in afterwards. This wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't ginger.

Like Judy Garland (without the amphetamines and Liza Minnelli)

Apparently, 2007 is the Chinese year of the Pig... however it is also the Andrew year of the blog, and this is, indeed, it. This will chronicle the excruciating minutiae and comedy incidents of 2007.

So... 2007 was begun for me in Ashton Lane rubbing shoulders with BBC-types and middle aged Westenders, we were the youngest people there by a good two decades... It was really quite upsetting to be IDed before going into the Loft, quite why anyone under 18 would think Ashton Lane is the best bet for underaged drinking on Hogmanay, I don't know. The remainder of the night was spent at Claire's, who managed successfully to handle a 'Window blowing into the house' incident. All in all the ridiculous amount of time I spent sewing on 20,000 red sequins to my shoes was worth it... there was only minor sequin lossage throughout the night. Sadly tapping them together and saying 'There's no place like home' did not magically transport us through the gales and rain from Ashton Lane to the 'Dale.

FYI, Carrie and my song of 2007 is: The Monkees - Daydream Believer

Aims and objectives 2007

1. Start a blog = Done
2. Go to Brighton/Ukraine
3. Pass my driving test
4. Get a car (this is really quite dependent on objective 3)
5. Get a piercing (probably my belly button)
6. Get a tattoo (a good one, this is currently my main problem as most tattoos appear to be pure awful)
7. Enter a road race
8. Learn to juggle
9. Become a YouTube overnight sensation
10. Go to see the Flaming Lips (really this is dependent on the Flaming Lips coming to Glasgow/Scotland)
11. Go to all 12 hours of 12 hour Cheeeesy Pop

And that, I feel, is enough to be getting on with for the moment.