Right...
Back off me hols!
Tenerife was nice... we spent a very chilled time with a really good mixture of people to holiday with...
'went with Liz and my uni mates Richy and Jim, who all get on well together and spent a most relaxed time, getting into no trouble at all and just chilling out.
Amusingly, the group continued splitting (in a good way) in terms of conversation throughout the holiday... two of us would talk stupid tech / games nonesense (sitting in an italian cafe in tenerife, talking about multi-player conflict resolution strategies....) and the other male would talk with Liz about non-tech stuff... lol... it worked out ok ;)
Lots of drinking, lots of beach fun, lots of surreptitiously looking at topless women... good all round, really.
During the daytimes, while the rest were sunbathing, I did, of course hide in the shade, covered head to toe in factor **35** suncream, reading The Hacker Crackdown on my Palm Pilot and listening to Fross' Convergence Mp3s... The very picture of the Cybergoth abroad.
I also wore loads of Cyberdog shit and got the MOST fucking stares...
Absolutely NO-ONE there had coloured hair, let alone spiked... I got some right funny looks... hehehehehh.
Anyways, I'm now getting drunk on Smirnoff that I brought back into the country possibly illegally (how the fuck am *I* supposed to know how much I can bring back?) but *very cheaply* and smoking cigarettes of a similar nature.
Music may occur, or I might just chat to me mates on IRC all night... who can tell?
ACTION STATIONS!
;)
PS: Ooh, shit... I've only had two double vodka and cokes and I feel fucking RAT-ARSED... *goes to check percentage on his imported alcyhol*
Back off me hols!
Tenerife was nice... we spent a very chilled time with a really good mixture of people to holiday with...
'went with Liz and my uni mates Richy and Jim, who all get on well together and spent a most relaxed time, getting into no trouble at all and just chilling out.
Amusingly, the group continued splitting (in a good way) in terms of conversation throughout the holiday... two of us would talk stupid tech / games nonesense (sitting in an italian cafe in tenerife, talking about multi-player conflict resolution strategies....) and the other male would talk with Liz about non-tech stuff... lol... it worked out ok ;)
Lots of drinking, lots of beach fun, lots of surreptitiously looking at topless women... good all round, really.
During the daytimes, while the rest were sunbathing, I did, of course hide in the shade, covered head to toe in factor **35** suncream, reading The Hacker Crackdown on my Palm Pilot and listening to Fross' Convergence Mp3s... The very picture of the Cybergoth abroad.
I also wore loads of Cyberdog shit and got the MOST fucking stares...
Absolutely NO-ONE there had coloured hair, let alone spiked... I got some right funny looks... hehehehehh.
Anyways, I'm now getting drunk on Smirnoff that I brought back into the country possibly illegally (how the fuck am *I* supposed to know how much I can bring back?) but *very cheaply* and smoking cigarettes of a similar nature.
Music may occur, or I might just chat to me mates on IRC all night... who can tell?
ACTION STATIONS!
;)
PS: Ooh, shit... I've only had two double vodka and cokes and I feel fucking RAT-ARSED... *goes to check percentage on his imported alcyhol*