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I work as a web designer in Belfast, and I live by the sea in a shoe. You can see me here, doing my livejournal pose as idoru called it. If you need to you can email me at carisenda -at- gmail -dot- com.
The suggestion list so far for the 12 track CD called ‘Happiness’ to be produced by Jam Master Stray are:
To those who said “Anything by…”: While the management appreciate your contribution we are not at this time accepting whole catalogue suggestions.
Y’all have until tomorrow night to add to the list (Nelly, Ed, Trish, Pete the Penguin - I’m especially looking at you) then I will give Stray Toaster the final list to do his thing with. We’ll give him the weekend to mull it all over and then he can release the collection as a torrent on Monday, all being well.
8 CommentsSeptember 28, 2005
Someone involved me in a meme!!!
7 Things I Want To Do Before I Die
7 Things That I Cannot Do
7 Things That Attract Me To The Opposite Sex
7 Things That I Say Most Often
7 Celebrity Crushes
2 CommentsSeptember 28, 2005
Does anyone else find the Secretary of State Mr Hain quite patronising?
6 CommentsSeptember 27, 2005
Billy Joel’s ‘The Longest Time’ is a song that puts a smile on my face, it flat out makes me happy. And I was thinking that what might make me happy might not make other people happy, so what tunes make these other people happy? If we made a 12 Track CD of “Happiness” what would it sound like? So, submit your tunes here or on your own home site and we’ll ask the self appointed doyen of the music club to edit the list down until it becomes 12 tracks of distilled happiness.
12 CommentsSeptember 25, 2005
If I have to hear one more journalist ask if the latest McGuffin is a consequence of global warming I will scream (louder). Global Warming’s greatest contribution to this world seems to be sloppy journalism. Go and read a book you lazy good for nothing mouth breathers.
Also, you people walking about town with those big bluetooth bugs stuck on your ear. Just so you know, you look like a fool.
That’s all for now.
0 CommentsSeptember 22, 2005
Forgot to mention that comment 1000 is also approaching and whoever bags the great honour of being Commenter ‘M’ will win the benefit of my great photoshop experience in a way I haven’t worked out yet (or perhaps in a way of their choosing).
22 CommentsSeptember 15, 2005
This is post 1100. In the year 1100 William II King of England died in a hunting accident, checkers was invented and Baldwin I became King of Jerusalem. In 1100 Europe looked something like this. When I was littler my dad had an 1100 Katana. £1100 is approximately how much I paid for my car and it’s insurance a few days ago. 1100 is binary for 12 - quite the number is 12 I can tell you (but will leave to wikipedia). I’d tell you what 1100 represents in octal and hexadecimal but we don’t want to even entertain the risk of you falling asleep during this whistle stop tour of the number 1100.
1100 is the model number of one of my home laser printers, it’s made by Hewlett Packard and it’s quite old. The top search for 1100 on Amaazon is Sir Gawain and The Green Knight, a book I own but have not yet finished. At 1100 hours today I will be enjoying a cup of tea and possibly a biscuit if I can find one. Flicking to Tolkein’s Universe you’ll see that in the 1100th year of the First Age Melkor was chained, and boy, should they have kept those chains on him.
I think we can all agree that 1100 is truely a special number.
1 CommentsSeptember 14, 2005
Six months ago my dad had a substantial heart attack, yesterday he underwent quadruple coronary artery bypass surgery, today the surgeons are happy with progress, he’s now breathing himself and he’s being well looked after.
6 CommentsSeptember 13, 2005
Wouldn’t it be nice if in this pretty wee country of ours we could just post nonsense about our days, of the things we find in the hills, of nights spent under the stars, and the occassional moment of sublimity and never have to feel like maybe you’re glossing over something.
There was an ugly rant here, it wasn’t helpful. I know I’ve said it before but posting about anything political is something I should avoid — I have not the patience for people.
3 CommentsSeptember 11, 2005

9 CommentsSeptember 10, 2005
On BBC1 tonight whilst the announcer fella was leading into the Jonathon Ross show there was the normal BBC1 NI ident on the bottom left of the screen - “BBC1 NI” - on a green background. On the bottom right was an extra ident, a white box with a cross of St George that read “Nil”. Which made me laugh.
(Then I went and had a look at the BBC NI forums and saw all the usual anti-Northern Ireland high level political discussion that I’m not smart enough to understand, and that sort of took the shine of it.)
0 CommentsSeptember 9, 2005
For no reason at all I present to you the next 10 movies in my amazon rental list:
I most likely won’t see anything past 4 anytime soon as I tend to push other things to the front of the queue, but who knows.
0 CommentsSeptember 8, 2005
In case anyone wants a desktop making subtle mention of last night’s football result Whipped up quickly this morning, it may improve/change during the day. (All suggestions welcome.)
3 CommentsSeptember 8, 2005
You try and do the public service thing and let people know about the impending Lizard Apocalypse and all they do is take the hand out of you.
3 CommentsSeptember 6, 2005
“Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can’t and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.” — Robert Frost
Can anyone identify my McGuffin ?
Update According to various herpetologist types (Lee, Marty & Marty’s lizard food dealer) this is indeed a Skink. Not a bowl of soup but your actual lizard
Lizards in the Mournes. How on earth do they survive winter?
1 CommentsSeptember 4, 2005
I’d like to write a good piece about the wee fella on the bus the other day, one of those lovely young boyos from those bands, and the spoken-loudly-enough-so-others-could-hear sexually explicit racial abuse he aimed at some 15 year old school girl, and how I wanted to kill him with my bare hands right there, but I don’t know what’s the right way of going about writing it. I wish I’d said something at the beginning but I was hoping he’d stop. It was the first time I actually felt I might kill someone.
1 CommentsSeptember 2, 2005