I was pleasantly surprised how easy this was. I didn't crash once! But anyway, the point is that this gave me a fucking great idea for a new sport.
Jousting. On a bike.
Or, cycling with a massive fuck-off spear.
I mean, I like bikes and I like weaponry. What could possibly go wrong?
|LOOK HOW HAPPY THEY LOOK! Look at the JOY on their faces!|
EDIT EDIT EDIT: Bike jousting exists! There's even a youtube video of it! :-D
Oh my god! :-D
ANYWAY, the other reason I was cycling round at 6 in the morning was because I said I'd sub into a couple of CUW outings in an eight. I mean, I can sweep OK, right? It'll be fun!
Problem 1) I had not swept since the boat race (end of march)
Problem 2) I have never rowed a stroke on bowside in my life. And I was on bowside. And they were doing pieces.
It was weird, I just felt so naked with only one blade.
|I wasn't happy.|
|Yeaaaahhh. Definitely been in a 1x too long...|
In conclusion, I've decided that bowside is THE DARK SIDE and it's sick and wrong.
Sick and wrong.
And sorry CUW VIII for messing up your outing by being a tard.
Oh, as an aside, I like to get on my bike with a bit of a flourish, which is how later that morning I ended up kicking a very well dressed English-student type in the stomach with my walking boots. Oops.
But anyway ANYWAY. I'd like to now take the time to have a little bitch about the weather. Namely snow.
I am definitely getting old y'know, because the first thing I thought when I saw it was snowing was "Oh great. Fucking snow. Now it's going to take ages to get everywhere and I'm probably going to die on my bike". And the stupid cold. Yes, very much completely bored of winter and it's STUPID COLDNESS. That and the deluge of "Snow in Cambridge! :-D :-D" photo albums that suddenly clog up my newsfeed on facebook. Cambridge looks the fucking same every year when it snows i.e. it looks exactly like Cambridge with white stuff superimposed on top of it.
And yes, I am a complete miserable bastard. I also hate all the stupid Christmas music everywhere. Just GO AWAY. It's NOVEMBER.
In essence, my feelings are summed up by this (via Sarah Allen - cheers Sarah).
In fact, the only good thing that's cheered me up is The Fucking Weather. That site has actually been made for me I think.
Though, putting my grammar-nazi hat on:
Oh, and you know what else pissed me off this week? Fucking Weetos.
|Yeah, you just sit there looking all smug.|
MOST. DISAPPOINTING. CEREAL. EVER.
I swear they must be made of gravel or something because these things never go soggy. NEVER. Blurgh. What a waste of £1.24 that was. Especially as GOLDEN GRAHAMS were on offer too so I could've got those instead.
And you know what's worse, I had to eat the bastarding offensively crunchy cereal from this:
Oh yeah, and I've had about 3 weeks of continuous work-fail. All I need to do is find a function to fit the red curve, but the best I seem to do is this:
|FOR FUCK'S SAKE.|
It's what the luminosity of a pre Main Sequence star of 8 solar masses does as you go backwards in time along its evolution, if anyone cares. (For the layman - what the brightness of the star does before it becomes a run-of-the-mill normal star like our sun. The kinks are from where nuclear fusion begins, stuff like that). But all you really need to know is that it's a STUPID WIGGLY LINE that is currently ruining my life.
And TOO MUCH MATHS CHAT RAILTON.
Finally, to conclude this rather overly ranty post, I saw this in my kitchen:
IT JUST DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
And with that, good night.