Sunday, September 24, 2006
Another Rainy Day
It's been a rainy weekend and my apartment is small and cramped. I just figured everyone would want to share in the boredom.
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Tusitala Edition
For more info on 'tusitala' in the Samoan language, see http://www.websters-online-dictionary.org/translation/Samoan/tusitala
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Peter Easton -- A Most Accomplished Pirate and a Great Canadian
Read about him on Wikipedia
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Cowdenbeath
The last day of my holiday was spent up in Cowdenbeath. There's nothing particularly special about Cowdenbeath. It's just a small, industrial town where the mines were closed down some time ago by Margaret Thatcher. But, it is the place the Smiths are from; it was good to see the place and the people who make up a part of my heritage.
View all my photos from Cowdenbeath
Holyrood Abbey
The next three days of my holiday were seeing the sights and history of Edinburgh. The two highlights there were most definitely Arthur's Seat, the extinct volcano that dominates the city's skyline, and Holyrood Palace, the Queen's residence in Edinburgh.
View all my photos from Edinburgh
Whiskey Live!
The first two days of my holiday were in Glasgow. The highlight was the Whiskey Live! show. Unfortunately, I only got one good photo from the show, it's as if my photographic abilities are inversely proportional to my blood-alcohol content.
View all my photos from Glasgow
Huzzah!
I would also like to point out that this is sure proof that the Internet is in no way an aid to productivity.
And the first consequences of coming back from holiday
- I have no clean shirts or socks. As my favourite philosopher pointed out, "There are only two things certain in this world: death and laundry".
- The only thing in my fridge is Pineapple juice, Heineken and coffee grounds.
- I forgot to empty the coffee pot before I left and now it's full of mould.
Is it too late to go back to Scotland?
Friday, September 15, 2006
Back from Scotland
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Three and a Half Months
I'm tired of the bad food and the abysmal quality of products. I've had enough with the complete lack of any sort of service. I've had enough with incompetent people lodged into public institutions. And I'm especially fed up with the absolute lack of manners and respect for others here.
This place is not a good place. This society is messed up. Three and half months feels like an awful long way away.