When they give the spiel on the evils of RSI, they never tell you the following: that getting RSI and the subsequent nerve damage can lead to uncontrollable small tremors in your hands.
We’re not talking full on Parkinson’s scale tremors here, just teeny shakes barely noticeable to the eye, and certainly in no way impairing [...]

A little while ago I had a mini-rant about 500 word essays. I promised I would explain/elaborate at a later date. I just didn’t plan on the date being this much later! Ah well, at least I remembered eventually - that’s got to count for something?
I have a problem. I have to write an essay. [...]

Quick question for you -
Do you prune all the pictures of the ex from your Flickr account or, like the good little masochist that you are, do you keep them in there as a grim reminder of what you no longer have?
I’m not saying either way is the right way, and I expect it would [...]

Originally uploaded by Hellblazer!.
You are looking at the blank space where the latest installment of Salt and Pepper Chess should be.
Why are you reading this words on the screen instead of hearing my dulcet tones spin you the most recent episode of the hapless Colin’s existence?
Because my dulcet tones, so much beloved by Josh, are [...]

… Blame Neko.
Turns out, the Godhead reads the blog. And it’s all her fault *
Whether he knows he’s called the Godhead is debatable, but he’s a clever chap. Chances are he’ll work it out **
Quite why the thought of my ex-supervisor reading my blog freaks me out more than the knowledge that both my father [...]

Before you all go scratching your brain for the provenance of the title quote (does anyone still do that out of curiosity?) it’s a 24 carat illyna/MiniStar/Cas/assorted-other-collective-members gem from last night. There was another even better totally random quote inspired by Family Fortunes and the Osmonds, but alas no one can remember it
Also, this [...]

Keeping with a long and cherished blog tradition, I’ve been out to play, so now I have to write my drunken blog post.
Well, not exactly drunken. More “feet hurt, eyes sore from the smoke, all jazzed up and buzzing from the music and dancing” blog post. Same effect, less liver damage.
I hadn’t been out in [...]

I apologize for another breast-related post, but what is the fascination that popcorn has with my cleavage?
So it’s not just popcorn that ends up down my top with monotonous regularity - since the time Damien through a pen lid down from twenty paces in the library at college, things have had a tendency to find [...]

Because y’all seem to be laboring under the misapprehension that I’m a wonderful person…

I hog the duvet. I’m a little person, but I do like to be warm. I never did learn to share nicely…
I drink orange juice straight from the carton. To be fair, I don’t do this when it’s communal orange juice but [...]

It’s not every essay you get to write the line “Carter is using the language of sex, domination and cruelty”. Or talk about how the pure virgin snow is just begging to be sullied and trampled upon.
*takes brain out the back and subjects it to a mercy killing*
I should be able to think of snow [...]