It's Wang-tastic!

Lol, hey guys, long time no post huh?

Here's the beef. Mom bought a new anti-virus thing, and aparantly, going on the computer is a cause for it to stop me doing anything... let me explain.

This new software is the first step towards the matrix. It not only wants to control what i do on the internet, but also when i do it.

It's been set to something like "adult" and yet things like msn messenger, and hotmail are blocked.

I tested an old one once, bob the builder.com was blocked. Go figure.

Anyhoo, i have had words with the female parental unit, and things look to be going ok.

For now.


Anyways, back to my life.

Things HAVE happened since i last posted, but i dont feel like talking about them. Nothing bad, i'm just lazy.

But today was sweet-as.

It started last night really, at about 11pm. I was just playing on the computer, trying to make it like me again, when someone knocked at the door.

Turns out Daz was "Bored" and he bought 2 bottles of whats known as "green shit". It's like a sour shot drink, apple flavoured.

But there's a twist...

tense huh?

He bought 2 new flavours! One blueberry one (Yuck) and one Raspberry one (yeah man!).
So we stayed up well into the morning drinking this sours and playing super smash bros melee and watching futureama.

It was a good night.

Daz stayed the night, and we got up at about 10am (with the clocks turned back). I say "got up" but really i was woken up.... to the sound of two pans being knocked together. Above my head. Hard.

I havent been woken up like that since Daz threw his shoes at me during "Boneless" (www.boneless.freewebtools.com). It brought back fond memories once i knew what was going on...

So we went skating. We knocked for stratton unannounced, which is always fun. You never know what people will be doing...

He was only doing washing... (laundry)

but still.... he could have been doing something bad...

So we got kyle as well, and went skating.

We went to this small park near colchester, and it rocked! It was soo small and should have been crap, but we had a real blast. I was trying to pull hand-plants out of the quaterpipes, daz was pulling transfers from ramp to ramp and stratton was clearing any gap he could find, including the spine.

We were the best ones there! It was soo much fun!

After a while we got bored, and moved on to Ipswich, a concrete park about 40 miles away from where we live.

It's a great park, except everyone is so good! We really looked crap. But we did manage to pull some volcano transfers out of our asses, untill the BMXer's got in our way. Those things take up way too much room.

We soon got bored of gettin in the way of all the good people and so we moved on...

Until it started raining.

Rain is very bad for us "gnarly sk8er bois." Not only does it ruin the bearings (the small rings in the wheel that make us go very very fast) but it also makes us more likely to "Slam, faceplant or even eat shit".

So we called it a night.

I went back to daz's after we dropped the other guys off, 'cause i had some cd's to make and copy (and this computer thinks it's funny to get to 80% and then say "whoops sorry! not this time! Why not try again?!"

And we ended up playing pool in the bar at the bottom of his garden (him and his dad built it, looks cool!) for about 3 hours. We had a few drinks, and a about 18 games of pool. we drew 8-8 (we had two 1/2's potting the black and the white at the same time.)

Then literally just as i got home, Katie called! we chatted for a bit but her phone card ran out. But i went online sometime after, so we got to talk again.

Y'know, it's days like today that make me not want to go back to America, but i have been doing this kind of thing for the past what? 9 weeks? and i have to say, it's starting to become boring again. I had a blast at daz's, thats not what i'm talking about. Its the general life here. It's monotomous. On camp, you never know whats coming, and its like being in some kind of t.v. show. (i think they could make some money! Camp copneconic - big brother style)

Also, i miss people. Specifically (sp?) my Yank.

All in all, i do love chelmsford. Its where my home is. But i am looking forewards to going to america again a million times more.

Ah well, keep it safe guys.

Jamie
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