Soup

Sup Dudes?
I've been at work for a few months now and I've leaned a few things so I thought I'd impart some of this valuable information on to you.

Soup. A while ago someone (More specifically my awesome and part time super hero god mother) taught me how to make carrot soup. It was very tasty and mostly made of carrots; I have no idea how that is possible. It's one of life's many mysterys. I'm told you can make soup out of anything ever: just boil it all up then blend it all down. I think this might also be how you make baby food.
Either I'm not a very great cook, or that second to last sentence just there is a lie. It could quite well be either, or possibly a bit of both. Maybe it's not a very great cook who tries to make soup out of pasta.
It tasted really great (probably the bacon), but it looked pretty gross.
I'm not saying you shouldn't try to make soup out of anything, but I would advise you to maybe stop and think before you boil everything up. Is there something better to do with these ingredients? Is there anything here that probably really won't blend? Is this even how you make soup?
These are all good questions.

Another thing I've learnt is that people notice things more that I previously thought. For example they tend to notice when you're not wearing any shoes (even if you're wearing socks with laces printed on them), and other little things like this. So if you're walking down the street singing or doing a jig or doing something slightly odd, just remember people are watching you. There are eyes everywhere, looking at everything you do. Remembering.
Not that it makes any difference, I just thought that you'd like to know.

I finally got to see Terra Nova today. It's weird seeing someone you know on TV. She wasn't fighting any dinosaurs, but still. Someone I know is in a prehistoric jungle with dinosaurs and guns. Not only has she achieved the great hight of becoming fiction, but she's cool fiction.
I hope she gets to fight a dinosaur one day.

Anyway I have a cold and it's getting hard to think. I'm sorry about the absence of cool text and pictures these days; I'm just really lazy. Have a meme. I'm going to watch a movie or something. Maybe Mystery Men or Anchorman.

One of my favourite DTWHSB

Why are there so many drugs for un-blocking blocked noses, but none to stop them running? I'd rather have a blocked nose any-day.
Bye.

Portsmouth has Fallen

We failed today.

I'm not sure who 'we' is but the mission was to get into work, and it is completely not my fault that we/I failed so somebody else must be to blame.
I got the last bus I that made it through to QA (I know this because all the buses in Portsmouth terminated when we got to my stop, so no one could have followed behind.) It was a fairly cool bus journey though. Listening to the bus radio crackling with urgent messages and enquires  Snow thickening on the pavements all the while. Then the final command for all buses in Portsmouth to terminate at the nearest safe place. I'm not sure who lasted longer, the bus network or my work place. It doesn't matter anyway.
 I would have caught the hospital shuttle, or even walked if needs be.
Then work cancelled.
In all honesty it's a good job too. I don't know if I could have walked past the lethal snowy pavement-less roundabout on a hill, and even if I'd caught the hospital shuttle I would never have made it back. Especially not in the dark.
It was a good call that needed to be made, and that's probably why I should never lead any kind of army or mission. A 'never give up' attitude is not always the right thing to have, and a good leader should know when to cut their losses and go home.

I still walked back, which is not really any less epic. It took about an hour or so, and I did get lost once. Getting lost is less exciting when you have a gps thingy on your phone.
Never the less, it was still a failure; A heroic retreat is still a retreat. The snow beat us.

So we watched Stargate and Inception and Mystery-inc (Which is apparently on at 3pm, so I probably won't be doing that again. My house mate didn't watch that one.) and baked biscuits instead of going to work.

I'll win next time.

Half stabrgbldsx

Hey guys blog!
I got a little high towards the end of work today. I didn't mean to, but it ended up in a conversation about dopplegangers (which I think I've spent a little too much time thinking about to warrant normal. However after this conversation I have now concluded that if I had a doppelgänger clone who time travelled from the past, it would probably be ok because she'd still know the password around ten years ago. Also I'm sorry if I weirded you out work guy, weirdness is for fun times, not for work times. Kudos for finding my blog though.) Anyway I digress!

I was kind of interested as to why. I had eaten most of a Crunchie bar earlier, but that was earlier. The amount of coffee I had consumed was at the higher end of my standard, but still standard. It wasn't that late.
Does chocolate even make you happy? Everyone says that it contains brain dolphins that make you happy,  but I never really noticed chocolate actually making me happy. Brain dolphins are a lie.

My sister came up last weekend and we finished Cowboy Bebop.
Best. Anime. Ever.
If you haven't seen it, you really have too. It's really short, but every episode is brilliant.
I might buy the series one day, but series are expensive.

Also I dyed my hair purple, and someone said "You've dyed your hair purple."
This means it's officially purple, and I can now say I've died my hair purple and can check that metaphorical box.

Anyhoo.

See You Space Cowboy....