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Same fucking old.

I wouldn't be too fussed if I died right now.

posted by Cos Ryan @ 10:31 PM  0 comments links to this post

Fucking... ARGH!

Do you know what really annoys me?

When Purple Cloud, the folks from whom I purchased the Cos-Ryan.co.uk domain, told me they were changing their servers so they could give me a better service.

There was nothing wrong with the service before, so I was a little annoyed when the site cocked up a bit during the migration.

What's far fucking worse is that the server they changed to has crashed under the weight and as such my site has been obliterated into nothing. So has my webmail - thankfully I can access it via POP3 on my phone, but still.

See, and people wonder why I hate change so motherfucking much.

posted by Cos Ryan @ 9:27 AM  0 comments links to this post

The Green Apples T-Shirt Co.

www.themgreenapples.com
So, how's that for a slice of fried gold?. I have a company, with a website and everything. I am the proprieter of a shop. It's an online shop, but hey ho. At present I'm relying on my meticulously developed internet presence and reputation in order to get orders, as well as free advertising where I know the ad won't be deleted straight away.

By the way. I like orders. A lot. The more, the merrier. Come on, I can handle it. Bring the heat, baby.

posted by Cos Ryan @ 10:18 PM  1 comments links to this post

Pretty good day.

This day's been a bit awesome.

I can't tell you about it because I've given myself the deadline of having The Green Apples Co. website up and running and ready for business tomorrow - I've bought the domain, I've set up PayPayl and a business bank account, and now alls I need is a website.

It's mostly done, but I have a few things that I need tweak on it before it can be uploaded, so that needs to be done now. Can't skip English seminar tomorrow, I've missed the last 3. That doesn't give me much time.

posted by Cos Ryan @ 8:12 PM  0 comments links to this post

Londonia

Myself and my cousin, the Paulos, returned from the place last night, which was a relief cause due to one thing or another I didn't think we were going to make it.

Got into London at approximately 5.30pm, after a lovely bus journey. The bus driver, after being stopped in traffic (actually stopped, physically incapacitated) for an hour and a half, decided he didn't want to work any more and so stopped in the middle of nowhere and told us to wait for another bus. We did, we couldn't get seats, we were uncomfortable, and arriving at the bewildering Victoria Station at 5.30 when we should have arrived at 3 was slightly wank.

After a thrilling tube journey (my cousin and cohort couldn't contain his excitement) we arrived at Covent Garden, and after a thrilling wild goose chase we made it, somewhat intact, at tht Travelodge. Check in and the like was a breeze, and upon making it to the room we simultaneously collapsed.

The room was pretty fly, I have to say. Spacious, big TV, powershower that could decapitate small children, all good shizzle. We went out pretty much as soon as we'd changed, due to not having eaten anything since 9am that morning. Found a Thai restaurant in Covent Garden and enjoyed some Vegetable Fried Rice, which was yummy as fuck, and broud chee, which was banana in coconut milk, warm, with sesame seeds. I've tried to work out whether it was a nice or nasty taste, and have come to the conclusion that it was somewhat yummy. Went back to the hotel and had a few drinks in the bar before retiring to bed relatively early. And that was Friday.

Saturday was a marvel. I'm still surprised we got so much done. Up early, went down to an all you can eat breakfast buffet (the only thing I shall truly miss) and straight off to Knightsbridge - Paulos wanted to go to Harrods, for some reason which eludes me. It was pretty cool if I'm honest, not least because I got to spend 2.30 on a can of Diet Coke. It wins the title of The Most Expensive Diet Coke Ever Purchased by myself.

Wandered around Knightsbridge for a while until we ended up at the history museum whose name escapes me. DINOSAURS! Oh my god! I used to be a bit obsessed with dinosaurs during my primary school years, and to see actual skeletons of real dinosaurs was just AMAZING! I used up half a roll of film.

Met Catherine after this for lunch and chats, which was a high point of the weekend. Had some food in Hyde Park and tubed it to Westminster, at which point Catherine left us. Went on the London Eye, where I used up the rest of the film, and then went to Piccadilly Circus to see the pretty lights. Dined in Pizza Express whilst there, which was pretty awesome, although I did want to go to Pizza Hut instead for some less authentic, more tasty foods. Brief stop off in Leicester Square, and trip to Trafalgar Square (where I could have seen Babyshambles and Buzzcocks but couldn't be arsed to), and we were back in the bar. Bought the movie thing over the telly, and watched Land Of The Dead (a bit of a let down) and War Of The Worlds (a lot of a let down).

Sunday was equally as awesome - Oxford Street. The best street in the World. Went into "the world's biggest music, DVD and games superstore" (an HMV), which was the best thing EVER - they had a whole vinyl section set out like a CD bit, complete A-Z. Walked out with Arctic Monkeys - Who The Fuck Are Arctic Monkeys EP, The White Stripes - Blue Orchid 7" single, and All American Rejects - Move Along on 7" as well. They didn't have Fear Of Music on vinyl, though I did ask, and they were sold out of CDs also, which I thought was a bit mint. The flirty girl helping me find such marvels was pretty fit, though I couldn't see how it could possibly work, so I left. It was a damned tearjerker, it was.

From Oxford Street to Marble Arch for a few photograms and then a tube to see Tower Bridge. Again, more photograms, leaving me with just 1, which I used at Buckingham Palace. A tube to Victoria and that was that.

Well, not quite. We waited for an hour for the bus, which finally arrived, and then waited in traffic for an hour due to some tit overturning his car on the hard shoulder. Jesus, some people. Finally got to Birmingham at half 8 as opposed to the scheduled 7, and legged it to New Street Station for munchies. About to tuck in to my Burger King fish burger (about 3 times as tasty as a Fillet O Fish), we realised that there was no train at 9.30, which we'd hoped for. Food in bag, we ran to Moor Street where our salvation was found. Fuck, that was a motherfucking tasty fish burger.

And arriving at Brenda's, discovered my orders had arrived - KT Tunstall's Eye To The Telescope on 12" and Under The Weather on 7". Also, the 3 format Lost And Found single from Feeder (CD, 7" and limited edition blue 7")- all signed by the band. Pretty top end to proceedings.

And that. That, is that.

posted by Cos Ryan @ 10:05 AM  0 comments links to this post