Ironically enough, I choose to come back to my blog, over a year later, with something that echoes my last post rather eerily...
"The End of Chaos", I yelled, delighted, on the 11th of January! Woohoo, the winter storms had passed overhead, and we were ready for spring! (well, as close as one might hope to get to spring, in Scotland, in January).
As it happens, I was pretty much spot on, that was the end of it...but only for a while. You see, mother nature decided to give us 2 weeks of spring, 35 minutes of summer, and then slapped us in our collective face with an early winter, in mid NOVEMBER!!
Scotland was hit late last year, with the sort of mammoth snowfall that calls for newspapers and TV stations to roll out that famous quote, that oh so delicious cliche that is reserved for every year between December and February (they must have had special dispensation to use it in November). Yes it was "the worst snowfall since records began!!!" Oh hell! The apocalypse was now (do you see what I did there?? No? Well it wasn't funny anyway). So we all bought our £££££££££££££££££££'s snow shovels, we dug out our cars, we salted the roads, and we stuck the middle finger up to mother nature...yes, because we are British!
Alas, everytime we did this, mother nature grabbed our bony middle finger (I should point out this is both a metaphorical woman and finger, there really was no actual violence involved) and bent it back until we said "ouch, that hurts a bit!" Yes, the daily snow clearing was shat on nightly by a fresh blanket of snow. We missed work, school, I missed university exams, football was cancelled (have mercy!) and our bins were not emptied!
However, despite all our panicking and metaphorical finger showing, we weren't actually doomed. After about 5 weeks, it all calmed down, and we were able to move our cars, go to work, get shopping in (I mean normal shopping...the world eventually got over that bread and milk addiction that always seems to strike whenever there's mildly bad weather forecast) and walk outside again.
So why do I post this, you ask, after well over a month of back-to-normalism...well, that's just it. We have come full circle once again. Just after we've all decided we can forgive mother nature again, she decides to throw a stone at us and laugh. I currently sit in my house, in early February, unable to go out because of horrific wind and rain. Bins are flying around the street, electricity boxes have been blown clean off the sides of houses, and people walking their dogs look like they're playing with kites....why does this bother me? Well, there's only so much ps3 and internet that one guy can take...
I'm lying of course. That upper level of ps3 that I can take will actually never be reached. You see, I have amassed around 50 hours of game time this week alone already, and I'm not even mildly considering talking to anyone in the real world yet...that in itself is quite remarkable (the game time I mean, not the desire to not talk to real people), considering I've spent most of my week reading manga and drawing Japanese styled people on the shards of paper that litter my desk...
I'm currently catching up on the Death Note series of manga. It was one I had neglected to read previously (funny, considering that it's one of the most overhyped manga series ever). I'm really getting into it...you see Light Yagami...no...better not...can't be arsed typing **SPOILER ALERT** oh, and then I did!
tomorrow's blog . . . discover the sanitised box theory...
Thursday, 3 February 2011
A Geek Could Get Fed Up Of This Weather....Naaaaaat!!!
Posted by Stoobie at 17:47
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