I miss you so much it hurts sometimes.

It's nearly the end of the year... I almost wrote world there for some reason. I just thought of an incredible tangent I could go on about linking the end of the world with the end of the year but I've decided to forgo the telling of that story as it probably would need a tree diagram, a link to a wikipedia article and a piece of very long string to explain. So instead I will just start a new paragraph.

It's nearly the end of the year and we are a few days until the starting of a new decade. The last time our calendar did this we were moving into a new millennium and so the whole decade thing was sort of forgot in favour of a bigger number with a more satisfactory number of zeroes. I was almost nine and had yet to discover the brilliance of Harry Potter because my narrow minded brain was filled of horses and not liking things Catherine liked and thinking Harry Potter was all hype (wtf eight-year old me?). Our teachers kept telling us that we were really lucky to live through a change in millennium, into the third millennium, our children, their children and even their children's children would not get the privilege of living through a historic event like this. I think at this point my classmates and I troubled ourselves with working out how many generations it would be until our relations experienced the fourth millennium. I recall thinking it seemed a bit stupid since there wasn't anything particularly remarkable about the next year than any other years previously except it happened to the the 2000th year in which someone decided to start a calendar because of a big event happening previously in time. And it caught on. In a big way.
At least we didn't have to be bothered with writing so many nines anymore.

Of course our teachers neglected to mention that 2001 was the Church's jubilee, something to do with it being 2000 years since Jesus was born which confused the heck out of everyone and the school painted a door no one had ever used in years purple, gold and silver and everyone paraded through the door waving banners with doves and crosses and such like on them. And there were more nuns present than usual and the amount of masses and liturgies we had increased. And the teachers once again told us;

"Aren't you lucky to live through this historic event, your children wont see a jubilee like this, nor your children's children..."

So, we as good Catholics, had two years of unique millenniums. And so the novelty kind of wore off. I'm not joking, it really did.

Of course moving back to the the secular millennium (a name which I just gave it but it's really kind of a lie), there was the y2k bug which I've pretty much forgotten about and wasn't concerned about at all. I think everyone's forgotten about it except my phone which if you press the wxyz, abc and then the jkl button the first entry is y2k. Huzzah! I bet you'll keep that information logged in your brain for a rainy day.

This is quite a long blog. Here's a quote from charlieissocoollike 's twitter:

"Glad you all like my new video :) I'm told that self-deprecation is one of my strong points. I still don't think I'm that great at it"

Hehe.

Wake up there's blood in your sweat when you wake up, cower blood sucking liar, who you gonna call when you wake up?

( Ghostbusters!)

The Pressure to Come Up with a Witty and/or Clever and/or Profound Blog Post Title is enormous

Possibly in the order of magnitude of 10 to the power 8. No idea if that's an actual high pressure but whatever... it's slightly amusing all the same. In my mind.

So... BLOG POSTING TIME! I thought to myself yesterday, well Monday seems like a good time to write a blog, so let's wait til the morrow till I post a blog. And here we are, it's Monday and I almost forget to post a blog.

Before I talk about something... else, I would like to address my last blog and how shite it was. It's a disgrace to the blogging community and should be taken out the back and shot. I almost went back and deleted a few minutes after I posted it, but I'd already linked to it on facebook and it was so crap it wasn't worth the effort going back and carrying out the process of deleting it. In fact my friend who obviously occasionally glances at this blog even commented on it's shiteness, which I must say despite the negative nature of his comment it's quite nice to have someone read your blog. If only he had a blog I could read to repay this favour...

OH WAIT he does! (like the segue? it's was pretty epic) Alex, for that be his name, has started up a blog himself that hopefully will at least last another blog post. I Lied About the Monkeys is it's name. Sound familiar? The name, I believe, comes from THIS blog post by me. I am quite flattered actually, I'm glad he thought that particularly amusing, because I did too. What a coincidence, I link a completely different Alex in that very same blog post. HE never posts anymore.

I wonder if there ever will be time where the boys name Alex becomes a rare name simply because everyone will have stopped naming their child Alex due to the abundance of Alexs already in existence. Here's another question, how would you pronounce Alex backwards? As in Xela. Zeela I suppose? But Zeela isn't pronounced Alex backwards though which is slightly dissappointing.

Oh time for the HAARP screencap. I like this one, their guitars are pretty.