Rules:
1. Put your music library on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write that song title as the answer to the question, no matter how silly it sounds! Most of the time they seem to work though, strangely enough.
4. Ok, go!

(It's a giggle, give it a try!)

 

1. If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?
Lie to me

2. How would you describe yourself?
A Certain Shade of Green

3. What do you like in a guy/girl?
Monday

4. How do you feel today?
Bliss

5. What is your life’s purpose?
Evolution

6. What's your motto?
Yes it's Fucking Political

7. What do your friends think of you?
Limo Wreck

8. What do you think of your parents?
Going Nowhere

9. What do you think about very often?
She's So Loose

10. What is 2 + 2?
School

11. What do you think of your best friend?
Sinking

12. What do you think of the person you like?
Personal Jesus

13. What is your life story?
The Domes of G'bal

14. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Bionic

15. What do you think of when you see the person you like?
This Time

16. What will you dance to at your wedding?
Parklife

17. What will they play at your funeral?
You Think I Ain't Worth a Dollar, But I Feel Like A Millionaire

18. What is your biggest fear?
Cybele's Reverie

19. What is your biggest secret?
Pretty When you Cry

20. What will you post this as?
I Can't Stand It

Ok, I did it... i got 100%... now where is my achivement fuckos?

Good Day to all you bi-pedal carbon based life forms and marketing executives.

Today is a Friday, and Fridays in the world of make believe and space numbers are a day of pretending to be working on something non-existent and going to the pub for lunch. Discussions concerning sporting events, social events, political events, and events involving dried leaves boiled in water with the juice of a cow squirted into it run rampant across the boxes designed to keep the slave focused. Today is a day of low grade corporate anarchy. The profileration of brightly coloured shirts, comfortable jeans combined with the proximity to a few days of lie in's, nights out with a air of reserved debauchery and thinker news papers all add to this minor rebellion against the corperate ideal that is upheld from 9am on a Monday morning through to 5:31pm on Thursday evening. However, the shadow of the ideal still hangs over the Friday rebellion. Telephone manners remain the same and meeting agendas slide covertly like grey suited ninja's into the predictions for the favoured sporting event of the weekend. The atmosphere created by these rows of desk, memos and schedules infuse every cell of your body. Some hold more resistance to the creeping malise of the corperate ideal than others but eventually everyone will fill up. It slowly drives out any vestige of your personality and transforms you into a resource or operative. No longer a person but a shell filled with deadlines, costings and actions. Fridays are the remants of the person you once where giving the finger to the person you are now but how big that gesture is directly related to how far gone one is. You know the people who have given up the fight, willingly or otherwise, these are the people who still wear their grey suits, even on casual Fridays.

I must stop here, I have a meeting to go to.

Flies,
Stands still,
Heals,
Passes,
Is Relative,
Is an Illusion,
Wastes,
Slips By,
Is Up,
For Tea,
For a Change.

Is it just me that got picked out for some special treatment when the entire contents of my mail box got wiped or has this happen to others as well?

just a little question really...

I am fortunate enough to own several pairs of good headphones, by manufactured by Sennheiser, and I frequently forget just how clear and balanced music sounds through these. I can easily distinguish between different the different instruments and levels, i can capture every last nuance in the sound. In both pairs, one being a small pair on in ear headphones for carrying with me and the other a larger pair of cans, I can really enjoy and lose myself in the music. For this I am grateful. However, I recent have been sent a new mobile phone which can take up to 4gb of data, which outstrips my mp3 player which is only a 1gb stick. I choose the smaller player in size for on convenience of having less in my pocket, but now with the extra space on the phone I consolidate everything into one item, Phone, Camera (however a low grade one for quick, fun pictures) and now my music. So I hastily transfer a few choice songs to it for a test. Being a phone you do not have a standard jack and have to rely on the supplied headphones which, frankly, are awful, it is like listening to music underwater. The bass was muddy and had far too much rumble, the mid ranges where indistinct and lost beneath the tinny rattle of the highs. How can a pair of headphones cause a song to turn into such a mess. it was shocking, but it again resparked my love for good headphones. least to say that as soon as I could I purchased an adaptor to allow me to plug any set of head phones in.

Ladies and gentlemen, never skimp on your headphones. They will last a long time and turn every song into a delight.

Ok, can anyone give me a valid excuse (that isn't because its normal) not to write a cv in the third person?