Good lord, I wake up this morning with a horrible headache, a sense of appending doom and a cat wailing at me. I was pretty concerned about the cat (the appending doom is just a given really), that thing never makes any noise of any description unless he's severely distressed or in a car. I still don't know what the hell is up with him either, calmed down once I gave him some food and provided the reassurance that I'd prefer to work in a French restaurant than buy a dog. The headache is probably related to yesterday's cricket practice, why did I drag myself there in my exhausted state? All I could do with any success was bowl funny looping off spinners from a two yard run up, those kept on getting hit (by the side of the net) so I was told to pair up with this funny kid with glasses and do some catching practice. That didn't really work either, he just threw the ball at me and I let it hit my face repeatedly, annoyingly he seemed to be getting thrills out of that, I simply didn't have it in me to stamp on his glasses and call him 'Daniel Vettori'...Which probably would have just been a compliment anyway, I'll find some other cricketer with glasses, they can't hide from the international scene forever.
Right, earlier today I finally snapped, I broke down, I feel pretty guilty about what I did but it had to be done. Finally, I downloaded Firefox and uninstalled Internet Explorer. I just couldn't cope with it's constant cock ups, one frozen page...Fine, but then two in succession, it's been going on for months as well, I had to let go, move on and join the millions of IE deserters. So, what do I make of Firefox? It's hard to say, right from the installation point I was a bit miffed. Before 5% it read as 'Just doing some housekeeping' as if it was some weird old friend popping by, 'doing some housekeeping'...I had never been so close to pressing cancel, housekeeping??? I won't have some Internet browser checking I don't have illegal porn or plans for acquiring nuclear weapons (ha, missed them) or just generally having a nosy around my documents...Gah, thankfully it's 'housekeeping' proved to be fine, I was officially worthy enough to have Firefox, hur-fucking-rah. Things picked up after that, it asked me if I wanted to keep my IE homepage and history, which was nice. I mean, it did ask it in a 'what do you want me to do with all your ex's stuff?' kind of tone, but I appreciated that it was consulting me rather than charging gallantly forward and replacing my beloved iGoogle homepage with some Firefox bullshit. Seriously, I love my iGoogle page, it's weirdly comforting, every morning seeing my BBC world news, my BBC national news, my BBC cricket news and my less trusted Cricinfo cricket news...All that alongside my horoscope and daily 30 second brain challenge game (18 seconds!) All to a lovely Lost season 5 backdrop. Anywaaaaay, I kept that, Firefox did throw out my out of date Yahoo toolbar and decided upon itself to update the thing with a flashy new one which gives me regular weather updates...Actually, that is kinda cool .
Wow, that was a lot of quite pointless information about my highs and lows with Firefox. Oh ACTUALLY, just one more thing, why do some editions get the running fox when a page is loading? Where's mine? I don't want one but still WHERE'S MINE MOZILLA??!?!?!??! Yes, a pretty uneventful day. I tried to eat, gave up and had some Tic-Tacs, watched two Peep Show episodes, contemplated for a verrry long time about watching Valkyrie, decided I'd be better off watching something more lighthearted. Played some Cricket Manager, got pissed at Tremlett's selection for England, he's not even playing, I wouldn't mind so much if he was playing, but he's just sitting around not doing anything whilst I'm trying to find some decent bowler from Hampshire's £0 funded youth academy. Wish I hadn't spent nearly all my money on a fucking great stand on only one side of the stadium and on Sangakara, a 40 year old who I forgot used to be incredible, now hobbles around like...like...Me.
I found Kevin Pietersen's twitter earlier today as well. Was not impressed AT ALL.
1:13 AM Jul 8th:
Sun is shining in Cardiff. I'm exciting. Bring on the Aussies. - Does he mean 'excited' or has he overdosed on his ego pills?
1:21 AM Jul 8th:
'Hope you like my hair better this year. Was lookin back at some pics of the last Ashes and I dont look me best' - Firstly, I don't care about your hair, I care if you score runs. Secondly, yes you looked like a complete twat in 2006/07. Thirdly, 'me best'.
9:59 AM Jul 13th:
'Got photographed coming out of a club last night just to top my day. Fu**ers' - Well shouldn't you be practicing anyway or just doing something BETTER with your time?
10:00 AM Jul 13th:
'Wish everyone would stop going on about Colly. He had a good innings - whoopy sh*t' - Yeah I agree Kevin, FUCK TEAM SPIRIT!...What a tosser.
'Devastated - what more cna I say?' - I just don't know what he cna say anymore.
What a long post.
Tom,
P.S: Do NOT visit this link if you value your time: http://www.bartbonte.com/mustpopwords. If you do check it out, I personally find the penguin really annoying, not only does the penguin take up precious letter bubble space but he gives you tormenting instructions.
P.S.S: After hearing about the whole West Ham thugs V the fuzz incident, I'm glad I don't like football. God, that just wouldn't happen in cricket, certainly not at Worcestershire's sweet little stadium. Seriously, what would they do? Burn down the Ladies Pavilion and then steal some fuitcake and pelt Solanki with it? Wait, why do the 'ladies' get their own pavilion? What's up with that? And actually, Solanki hit me in the neck once, no he actually did, he hit a ball into the crowd, hit the guy in front and ricocheted into my neck, so I don't mind if he gets the fruitcake treatment. I don't pay to get hit in cricket, I play for that.
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