So I thought, fuck it.
Yesterday was dull, I don't mean in the conventional sense. I mean that
the weather was really dull.
It was raining from the moment I left the house to the moment I returned
and if I had looked out my window last night, it was probably raining
then to!
Mondays are always bad, but it was so charactoristicly Monday yesterday.
I was going to post yesterday, but I just didn't fancy it and I wanted
to get on with my work. I had loads of queries to deal with and
backdated work to finish.
So, here I am... posting. I want to talk about my weekend...

I went off to Coventry with Fish, Rashmi and Veronica.
Fish had told me that I was to be ready for 6.30 as we needed to set off
early. So I was up, showered and ready at 6.30.... Just on time you
would think. But alas no. Typically Fish was late. I had planned for his
late arrival by starting to watch some Sat morning TV, but that felt
fruitless and so I started to watch Smallville which I downloaded
earlier in the week. Fish arrived at mine at 7.30 and we set off. We
were meant to be at Rashmi's at 7.30... never mind.
So we set off... we got to Coventry at 10.30, literally just on time for
the event we set off for. So we left Fish to do what he had to do, and
me, Rash and Veronica were let loose on Coventry.
Lovely City, really.... OK, well, maybe not lovely, but it exists... its
such a small place, I think we walkted the entire place by 2pm. We found
our hotel and chilled for a bit. Had a nap and woke up around 10ish...
So then we walked out and met a few unsaveries at the ATM... and decided
to head into town rather than go to the club which was next door to the
hotel. We asked around and found a bunch of clubs and chose Icon. Which,
with our "easy to get VIP" stamps on our wrist found outr way into the
VIP section which sported such things as plenty of 2/10 birds, really
great 80's music and a very small dancefloor. All very good ingerdients
for a proper Coventry night, I'm told.... I 've deceided recently that
I'm not drinking like I used to... a few largers and that's it... so I
was quite sober and not feeling to bad, except the self awarness of my
very great, rythmic dancing...lol Lets put it this way, I'm bad... and
not in the once cool, Michael Jackson way!
So I thought, fuck it... I was having a laugh and Veronica was being
nice, trying not to laugh at me...
Realising we had had enough, we made our way back to the hotel and
chatted for what I can only describe as hours about life and stuff....
Next day, 8am I think, we were awake and not a hang over in sight...
talk about your plus points! We got up eventually and checked out, not
finding anywhere worthy of both our money and our company, we headed off
to Oxford for a prearranged meeting with Veronica's friends. I did the
usual, and (cough) uncharactoristic touristy photo thing... and took
pictures of a few of the colleges... We managed to get into Chirst
Church's food hall, which is where Harry Potter is filmed. Very nice,
but I couldn't get any pictures of it, cause there were a lot of
students having lunch as we walked in. Shame... would have liked to have
shared that.
Eventually leaving and making our way back to London, we popped into a
pub anc caught the second half of the Man Utd game, catching the Rooney
goal too. Nice.

I was shattered in the end and decided to just go to bed early.
Great weekend. Really enjoyed it.

How was yours?


Gary Cashman

Can anybody fly this thing?
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: High Speed - Coldplay
Topic: .alt
Living life inside a bubble.

I think there are dangerous things in the world that we dont realise. Sometimes the most comfortable and seemingly reliable thing in the world can turn... It can bite and it can chew you up and spit you out.
If we sat around all day and relied ont hings to always be there, they might one day want something back... they might, actually want to be taken serious themselves. You might actually have to care.
I hate the idea of being used.
I hate the idea of being taken for granted.

This is why sometimes its good to make sure they know your not just going to stay there and take it all the time.
Im not a door mat.

Im not just for you.

I might go away and then you will know that you have to be there for me to.

Either that or you will have to go. Leave. Disapear.

They will notice.

When your gone.

hey
I can't think properly today. I'm almost at a total state of confusion. I'm walking around the office and no one is listening to me. Ok, granted there is only me in the office, but that in itself is saying something, isn't it?

One hundred and ninety nine
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: Banquet - Bloc Party
Topic: XLNT
Hi.... I'm feeling pretty good today.
Last night I went out for a drink-date with Vicky. I haven't seen her for about 5 months or so and I wasnt sure what was going through her mind.... So I probed...
It was a really good night. We got on well, unsurprising, we always have.
Well, no details to reveal but it was a great night. lol

One hundred and ninety eight
Mood:  accident prone
Now Playing: Dekota - Stereophonics
Topic: .alt
I was so bored at home this morning, I had to leave the house early to get to work.
I'm sitting at my desk looking out the window at the rain and it feels right. The mood is set. Grey skys, overcast clouds and reflections of water on the celing. There are stars flying around in my mind.
Here is copy of an email I recieved.
Sometimes my brain ties together things that are better left alone. Here are three things I've thought about recently:

- Microchip designers often embed microscopic messages on the surface of the chip as a way of signing their work.

- DNA has a lot of "junk" parts that don't seem to have any function.

- A lot of people think evolution is obviously "designed" by someone.
I wonder if any cryptographers have looked at that junk DNA to see if it's a message from the designer. I'm guessing that it's a code that says something like, "I am Kaloopah, from the star system Nebulon IV. I have sent this evolution program into space as my eighth grade science project."

I imagine that a few thousand years from now, when scientists have learned to manipulate DNA, we'll be launching evolution programs into the cosmos, programmed to seek any planet that has the right environment. The rocket will land and spill its primordial goo, programmed with evolutionary preferences such as gender, eyeballs, limbs, mobility, and the urge to sit in cubicles while complaining about coworkers.

Evolution on that new planet would be programmed to develop over a few billion years to resemble us, obviously, because we're spectacularly vain, so we'd write the DNA program to turn out that way. There'd be no point in going to all that trouble just to create the Giant Chipmunk Planet.

This doesn't answer the question of who created the original aliens. But I suspect that the only way time can be infinite is if the past connects to the future like some huge Mobius strip-wormhole kind of deal. All you need to make this hypothetical system work is people like us who evolve and create new planets, who in turn evolve and create more new planets, until time loops back to our past and we get created again. In other words, we'd HAVE to evolve to the point where we could create a new planet or else we wouldn't exist in the present. Freaky, huh?

One hundred and ninety seven
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: Embrace
Topic: .alt
Monday morning, and the sun I shining on my desk.
I’m considerably bored today, Work is good… but I’m having the Monday blues. As is, the rest of civility. What have we done on the weekend? I was meant to go out on Friday night… I got ready, Fish came round and we had Jack… We didn’t make it out the door though. We turned the music up and had a laugh. Si was meant to be coming, but the lazy bastard couldn’t be arsed. Never mind….
Saturday morning I woke up to the familiar sound of the shower at 6 am… nice. Not pleased by this, I hid under the pillow and forced slumber. Then at around 11, I got up and had a chat with Lisa. She was going to Lakeside so I decided to join her. Look for Kim’s birthday present. I got the 2 hours later and wondered around a couple of shops. Lisa wanted to get a dress for the night… and luckily, due to my late arrival, she had time enough to find out the type of dress she didn’t want to get.
Being indifferent about what to get Kim, I decided on a card and another shopping trip later in the week.
I managed to get home a few hours later and have some dinner. Faffing about I got ready and left to meet Fish. We went out to the George for some drinks and met up with some girls from our Trinity. To my surprise, we met Hanna, who, it turns out was very good friends with my sister, Gerarda. So we hung out with them for a while and then went with them to O’neills in Leytonstone. Si was also meant to be joining us, but again the unsocial tit didn’t make it…. Not even a call to say he wouldn’t. Git. Lol. So there we were in O’niells having a few. As usual, it was dark and crap. But we weren’t gonna let that change our moods. So we just got on with things and ended up talking to a couple of girls, again from Trinity. The exception this time was that they were actually our age. While Fish was chatting to Kerri about things.. I was talking to Denise. I remember Denise from school because her and Claire didn’t exactly get on and well, you notice these things. I always assumed that because of my connection with Claire that these things just continued. But after a good talk with her… It seems that I greatly under valued her and Kerri. A couple of really nice girls and not what I expected. So, moving on, we got dragged out of the pub by the girls we had met earlier in the night and on to McD’s for nothing it seemed. Neither of us wanted food… so we said our good byes and left…. Having a good laugh on the way back to Fish’s place.
Sunday I was feeling a bit rough… I didn’t drink that much and for some reason I couldn’t really think properly. But It soon cleared up in Romford when I met Kim for what was to be lunch but ended up just hanging out. We went back to mine and Kim was nice enough to make dinner.
So the weekend was cool. Nice to get out and play a bit.

Turning away from the light becoming adult.
Mood:  amorous
Now Playing: Banquet - Bloc Party
Topic: Lyrics
A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I can give you life, I can take it away

A heart of stone, a smoking gun
I'm working it out
Why'd you feel so underrated?
Why'd you feel so negated?

Turning away from the light
Becoming adult
Turning into my soul
I wanted to bite not destroy
To feel her underneath
Turning into my soul

She don't think straight
She's got such a dirty mind and it never ever stops
And you don't taste like her and you never ever will
And we don't read the papers, we don't read the news
Heaven's never enough, we will never be fooled

And if you feel a little left behind
I will see you on the other side

Cos I'm on fire
I'm on fire when you come

I'm on fire so stub me out

Rather fancy
Mood:  bright
Now Playing: Roseability - Idlewild
Topic: .alt
One rather clever development from BT that you may not be aware of .. Yes, I said BT, the landline provider that provide a lot of the UK's standard phones. How do they warrant a story on Gspaced? Well, you can now send a text message to any "normal" landline phone.

"Oi", I hear you cry, "your losing the plot. Not everyone has one of those flashy new BT phones where you can send / receive text messages"

... You don't need to. Sure, it helps - the new phones let you send messages from a landline number (and they're quite cheap too)... they even have polyphonic ringtones and colour screens as BT struggle to compete with their mobile competitors - however anyone with any phone can now receive a text.

How is it done? Well, it's real easy. Go on, pick up your Smartphone now and send a message to your own home phone number. Type a proper message in, like "Hello, I will be home in 5 minutes, get the dinner sorted love" ;) Within seconds your home phone rings and the familiar "1571" BT Answer lady will READ OUT your text message along with the number it came from. If no-one answers then BT will keep it as a standard voice-message and will inform you with the usual two-tone dial-tone.

Note - Bluesmudge has emailed me to say NTL customers can get this too!

The journey
Oh my lord. A few drinks last night and I feel like crap today. Not good. Starting to feel my age.
I'm sitting here on the train to Hemel. Boldly going where I've gone so many times before. Today I just couldn't believe I was actually having to drag myself out of bed. Not even the usual shower was good. Normally the pick up I need to get me started. Breakfast wasn't good either. I guess the good thing that will come out of today is that i should be heading back to my office today. No longer will I trek to and fro... I nice quick journey to Waltham Forest... And then the comfort of my own office again. Granted a very quiet office... But i will be getting my assistant soon so that will change.
Has any one seen Wembly yet? I pass there every day on the train. I'm passing it now in fact. It looks great. A really good stadium. I can't wait to see it completed.
Well as soon as I see it, its gone just as quick.
Todays train takes me past all the little stations between Euston and Hemel... Bushy, Harrow and Wealdstone, Watford and Kings Langley.
I'm thinking about what I want to do this year. I don't usually get a chance to go on holiday, so i'm going to set myself a goal. Do a little saving and then go away. Not just the usual trip away... Something substantial. A real trip. Initially i was thinking about going to Australia but i think i'd like to go away somewhere different. Visit the Inca mountains maybe... But not just there maybe all over south america and maybe california to... I do want to go to California... So that would be good to.

#193
Mood:  happy
Now Playing: Drops of Jupiter - Train
Topic: Stuff
Sunday morning has been and gone without event. Mostly I spent the time in bed, either sleeping or reading... Da Vinci's Code is gripping. A worthy read and oddly fitting...
Have you heard about the latest? Last night I heard that the pope died. RIP John Paul II.

So here we are, Sunday afternoon, the Bahrain F1 has finished with another great race by Alonso. Woo Hoo. I feel like certain parts of my life have changed... I went to play Golf with Marco yesterday, first time this year... It was great to get out and into the sun. So there we were talking about our friends and things of equal precedence... We sort of realized that although, children we may still feel like, there are aspects of this that just don’t interest us any more. Games, films and music are all changing for us. We are not interested no more in the lost art of being able to beat a fellow companion at the lost art of Ninja fighting... We no longer require quick action movies to keep us from being bored in the movie theater, no longer are the days were a happy chirpy ballad about a love that slips through our fingers... I mean to say that I am slightly more patient, more attuned and more me... defined characteristics are now what I see in my self, and a five o'clock shadow that is there at five and not just the next day.
I don't know what spurs me on, and what instigated this new culture shock.... But I’m trying to say.... I am me.
Here are some fitting lyrics for me at the moment:

“And I don’t know what you mean to me
But I want to turn you on, turn you up, figure you out, I want to take you on”