Honestly, would it kill them to have a font option in here? I want my VERDANA.

I've loved the Verdana body/Arial Header combination ever since I read this short story: http://www.short-stories.co.uk/
Then follow the Crime tab >> Fall North. It's actually a really good one.

That's another thing; Hyperlinks. They fucking OWN. WHY are there none here? Bebo's copying every other social networking site these days, why can't they follow the MySpace example for blogging and throw in a bit of script manipulation?

It's raining again: Miserable, shitty rain. It's also dark and overcast at 15:15. If it wasn't for Christmas this season would blow. This is the first year that I hadn't chose what I wanted by May. I think I'm getting a new keyboard, Nike Air Rift that are obscenely ridiculous but I love them, clothes and a blu-ray or something. I want a girlfriend.

Republic of Loose on Tuesday. WIN.
20:00 show was sold out though. 14:00 show it is then. I am NOT liking the whole "14 years and over welcome" thing though: no drinkey-poos and probably full of scrote adolescents "meetin'" each other. Do 14 y.os even listen to Loose like? They BETTER not have to censor the music. That would suck balls. I am asking that backup singer to marry me.

I'm starting to wish that I had another excuse to dress up as the Joker. That was fun. I'll NEVER get as much attention on a night out ever again : [

Galway and Mayo rocked, just as before. The beach at night was better than I remembered it. Too bad it's over with now, could have used a few more days.

Tá an t-aifreann thart. Imigi faoi síocháin.

"Pet peeves"; The Prologue
>When cunts think they own the bus just cos they're talkin to the driver >The word "Random", specifically it's CONSTANT fucking unwaveringly annoying use by people on bebo. >When junkies give you cheek for not givin them money, its like fuck off you deserve to be dyin in the street. >Stubbin ur little toe >Little scrotes that add you on msn then msg you sayin "Whos dis" >When some fuckin all-sort starts talkin to you on the bus when they can CLEARLY see you rockin the earphones, fuck off you attention-starved battleaxes >The ball-garglers over at WileyPlus >Gettin a seat TWO ROWS FROM THE POXY FRONT at the cinema >(Vue cinemas liffey valley can go and kiss my rusty ring by the way) >When youngones say "State of me" under pics of themselves, If you thought you looked a state you wouldnt put the pic up. (cunts) >When bus drivers second guess you when you put the fare in ("Where are ya goin?") I'll tell ya where im goin, I'm goin to lamp the hole off ur fuckin wife that's where I'm goin

"Pet peeves" part 1
>When ppl leave comments sayin "what the hell am I doing?" on embarassing photos of themselves...I'll tell ya what you're doing, MAKIN A STUPID, COCK-EYED, MALLET HEAD FACE THAT'S WHAT!!! >When you cant think of what film a song/quote is from, or the name of an actor (Although I secretly love it) >Not knowin what "Chemistry" is (Honestly my lack of understanding is actually THAT fundamental) >Spelling things wrong despite my best efforts (doesn't apply to shorthand) >WAKIN UP TO FIND A FUCKIN RED MIDGET STANDIN OVER ME BED!!!! >When people say "Have you ever seen Don't be a Menace to South Central while drinking juice in the hood?" Its like yeah, we know you learned the whole name. You dont need to say it every fuckin time you mention the film... >When people say "What did Santy bring you?" It's like yeah, we KNOW NONE OF US BELIEVE IN HIM, stop callin attention to it...

"Pet peeves" part 2
>Girls dat flirt with ya FOR NO FUCKIN REASON when they dont even like u, mind game playin cunts. >Red shit all over ur lips after eatin spaghetti bolognase >While on d subject, Dolmio - What a load of wretched shite. >D fact that radio stations dese days play 1 song every 20 FUCKIN MINUTES >Clippin ur feet doin a vault/bashin ur shoulder or hips doin a roll >When ppl say "What can I say?" on dere "about me" section, fuckin hell be original! >When ur sittin on ur bed or somethin and you hit urself in the face with your own knee (Its happened SO many times) >Dat "How to save a life" song >Dis poxy leavin cert >Wakin up and ur earphones and mp3 player are WRAPPED around u, and ur ears are fuckin KILLIN YA >"Carthalawn" and "Pats Bacach" fuckin creamers >"Rental Copy" Dvds wit NO FUCKIN FEATURES, Load of wankbags >Ever notice the AMOUNT of spit on the ground at a bus stop? Dirty cunts....

"Pet peeves" part 3
>Any of the following phrases: soz, hows u, wb >Girls (Or boys) Whose favourite films are either Dirty Dancing or Pretty Woman >Shit teachers >Listenin to music through ONE headphone >Waking up in what u think is the middle of the night only to realise you have to get up in 15 minutes >Dance/Rave music - I mean for fuck sake, if AIDS had a soundtrack i think that would be it... >Pricks who walk around with their hands down their kaks as if its a cool thing to do >Girls on bebo whos usernames are "xxxSEXYBITCHxxx" or "xx-Lipgloss Princess-xx" when its obvious that they're fuckin HOWLERS and ya wouldnt ride them into battle... >BANANAS THE WRETCHED SMELLY CUNTS >WhEn PeOpLe wRiTe LiKe ThIs ItS sO fUcKiN AnNoYiNg! >Any song with the lyrics "walking down the street"(trust me theres plenty) or even worse if they rhyme it with "like to meet" >When teh azns in Subway put sumthin on ur roll dat u neither wanted nor asked for

It's weird how in five minutes, a piano can say more than some stupid arse writing a blog ever could. Here why is it easier to try to be mad in a blog on myspace than it is here?

Yeah so 3:45a.m., fuckarse bored as usual and wondering how late I'm going to sleep until tomorrow. I feel like I wanna write a book or a short story or something but I'm getting confused between the urge to write one and the urge to read one. It's most likely the latter. This is where you realise you're wasting your time and stop reading...g'wan, click on "HOME" up the top there...

The moguls behind bebo must be laughing themselves all the way to the bank. I'm surprised the fucking thing still works these days though, the amount of gutter-shite profiles clogging up the system must be fucking mind-bending. A typical profile being:

wats up, me names heffo
i like drinkin, football, and havin a laf wit me m8s dano, wayne, gordy and de rest u no hu u all are haha
any nice birds out der leave me a coment and ill get bak to ye xxx

Now you might think I've just pasted that from a random bebo, but no. I've learned that if you take that template. change the names around a bit and maybe add into the "Scared Of" box either "spiders" or "nutin", then you've EXACTLY the same bebo as about 60% of the fuckers out there. At least the Irish ones. Notice please that the only word longer than 5 letters spelled correctly was "football".

Honestly like, how much would you hate to be one of those cunts, how they even manage to use a fucking keyboard astounds me...

But I digest.

I told you to stop reading about 4 paragraphs ago. See how I got you to keep reading? Thought you were missing out didn't you...how fucking dissappointed are you right now...

I've nothing much else to moan about (at least, nothing is springing to mind) so I'll probably wrap this shiteheap up, but I'll leave you with this;

Bruno, the Australian: This is an outrage! I'm going to take this all the way to the Prime Minister! [Yells out window] Hey Mr. Prime Minister! ANDY!
Prime Minister, in inflatable pool: Oi, mate! What's the good word?