I want a new laptop. And I want it to be one of these. Only problem is, they’re like £2800 :( Oh, and they’re not available for 3-5 weeks apparently.

I’m trying to justify buying one to myself though. It would be *extremely* useful, and there is some talk of me doing contract work whilst I’m in the US and ideally I’d want to have my own machine handy for doing that kind of thing. It makes sense, but £2800 worth of sense? Hmmm…

Maybe I should just settle for something x86-based, cheap and cheerful. But it’s not my style to do things by halves :)

I need to win the lottery this weekend. Problem solved.

Bleh, woke up this morning feeling generally lousy. Aches all over, my eyes felt sore, and my throat hurt - the onset of a cold or ‘flu or something. Sucks. I haven’t been ill in ages so I guess it’s my turn or something :(

Can’t seem to decide what I want to listen to at the minute. I think it’s a case of too much good new stuff…. The new ‘Giddy Motors’ album rocks, as does the new release by ‘Thee Second Kiss’, and then there is my copy of Dischord’s 20th Anniversary to listen to. This is on top of a bunch of things I bought from X and Zerobros just a short while back. Hmmm….

No sign of Spycat today, or yesterday for that matter. What have you done to it Bec?! :)

Oh, and Bitlbee rocks. Now I can use AIM, MSN etc. from the comfort of irssi. No need for adware-ridden fugly clients :)

Just so you know, if you ever happen to sit on your Clerks DVD you won’t break it. They are actually pretty damn resilient. I hope you can sleep better at night knowing this, Bec :)

Oh, and I appear to be under surveillance. This cat keeps watching me. I’m sure it’s up to no good…..

No, I’m not talking about the hardcore band featuring Ray Cappo and Porcell, I’m talking about the annoying little scrots that piss me off on a daily basis. We walked into in a shady little kebab house in deepest darkest Salford (yep, Spices of Kashmir :p ) tonight, and witnessed the obnoxious little fucks at their worst.

There was one other guy in, obviously foreign, sat on his own minding his business and eating his food. Three of these arrogant little shits decide to sit directly across from him and just stare at the guy, occasionally asking inane questions designed to annoy like “You enjoying that mate?”.
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