Amaru-kun is a 25-year-old anime and autosport fan who makes winamp skins
whenever he can't get any sleep, which is quite often. He holds an LL.B
and is doing nothing with it, but is still very happy with his present
work since he gets to travel. At the moment he's reading and watching
Anne Freaks, Fruits Basket, Initial D, SS, Over Rev!, One Piece, PA Rinichiro Tamaki and Naruto.
Nothing like being sick as a dog during the holidays. x_x The only good thing that happened was that I finally saw LOTR, and yes, I liked it. (And yes, I've read the books.) Since everyone's already talked about the movie I won't bother discussing it.
Anyway...
Updated orbit with a HikaGo winamp skin. It's quite different compared to the preview I posted some time ago - *points below* - I decided I hated the text in the background and did something else instead.
Ovals are good. *repeats*
Moving on...
atw's bandwidth is going wild. I am now officially afraid to get my Visa bill. o_o;
BTW, this amusing mail popped in my inbox:
From: [name withheld to protect the silly] Subject: Your site
Because I'm tired of people poking me and asking what other skins I'm working on:
- Get Backers : Ginji, Ban & Ginji - Devil May Cry: Dante - Hikaru no Go - Blade of the Immortal - some other Kodansha manga I can't remember right now
2 days at work + no net access + lousy food = annoyed
If it weren't for triple pay, I wouldn't have bothered. =_= Worked some more on the BLAME! skin (the pretentious boxes version) - here's what it looks like so far. Ignore the ugly playlist, I'll tinker around with it some more.
AR*E ABOUT FACE The relative position of the two ends of the car is diametrically opposed to the situation portrayed on the approved circuit diagram.
PISSING IN THE WIND The other drivers on the track seem rather more determined than myself to put in a good lap time.
******* Term of endearment or of grudging appreciation of driving prowess, as in "how did you get past me at the hairpin you *******"
GNATS NIDGER The distance between the front of an Elise and any tyre wall of your choice.
F*CK KNOWS I am not presently in a position to give a definitive and unequivocal reply to your recent enquiry as to the whereabouts of Jonny and your 340R, Mr Bowser.
WHO THE F*CK ARE YOU Your credentials and terms of reference will need to be re-affirmed by the organiser of this track day before I can enter into a discussion regarding my overtaking manoevre
YOU SPAWNY EYED LITTLE ******* Warm, informal greeting often used by the track day organiser to show their admiration of a customer's shiny new pride and joy.
IT'S A ****TER The vehicle in question may be in need of some TLC from a friendly dealer and the owner is advised to obtain a degree in patience and the ability to produce 50 quid notes from bits of broken glass fibre.
WELL AND TRULY F*CKED The vehicle in question is what is affectionately known as a "chassis job" and will undoubtedly be "written off" by the insurance company.
WHERE THE F*CK DID HE COME FROM Just been passed by an R500
WHO THE F*CK PUT THAT THERE There appears to be yet another Elise in close proximity to front of my R500....
ENGINE REBUILD Phrase used to describe an R500 completing a track session
F*CK POINT The braking point you discover when driving a car which has more grip/better brakes than your own. If its owner tells you to brake at the third f*ck point, this means you shoot past the brake board at full throttle, and the third time you scream "F*CK!" at the rate you are hurtling towards the corner, you stand on the anchors.
OH F*CK POINT The point at which you realise the brakes/grip were not in fact as good as you'd thought. Usually located only slightly after the 'F*CK POINT', but before the 'F*CKED POINT'.
F*CKED POINT Position on a corner where the gravel trap meets the tyre wall/concrete wall. Cars typically demonstrate an unerring ability to spin close to or at this point.
APEX Point at which marshal is standing, aim to get as close as possible
MISERABLE *******S Marshals
FITBIN Descriptive word used to describe a fellow driver on a track day who has a much faster car then you; the word is used solely in the situation of when he holds you up through the twisty stuff then proceed to nail the throttle down the straight to stop you and your vehicle overtaking them. This especially applies to TVR drivers.
CHICANE Fellow track day participant who is lapping at a considerably slower speed than every other vehicle on the track. Their relative slowness is directly proportional to the amount of fancy-dan "I'm a racing driver" clothing that they are wearing.
TRACKTOR A car exploring the grassy line tangentially extending from the radius of a corner.
SMUG POINT The transitory point on a circuit where the CHICANE, seeing the MISERABLE ******* madly waving their yellow flag, passes the TRACKTOR. The said TRACKTOR having come to rest AR*E ABOUT FACE by ignoring the third F*CK POINT, having reached the OH F*CK POINT and only just successfully avoided the F*CKED POINT.
OVERTAKING BY CONSENT Mythical rule invented by track day organisers to satisfy insurance companies.
INVISIBLE "PLEASE PASS" INDICATORS Automatically fitted to your vehicle whenever a track day organiser is behind you on the circuit. See "Overtaking by Consent".
PASSENGER Panic stricken pasty faced person, optionally with a steering wheel in their hands.
MOMENT Realisation that you are on the threshold of the OH F*CK POINT and your next control input will decide whether you continue being a driver, or become a PASSENGER.
FIRKIN Unit of measurement used when describing your MOMENT to track day participants. ("That was two firkin close").
FEATHERING Movement of the sphincter during a MOMENT.
SKID MARKS Produced by excessive FEATHERing.
SHOCK ABSORBER Rubbish bin where you stuff your credit card statements.
BUMP STOP Describes the sensation experienced following excessive use of a SHOCK ABSORBER
I redefine tables of pepper with my jocular slices of casino. Elevated plastic toes infuse my intestinal dichotomies with limp inkwells. My forgotten compass is enscribed by master carrots.
I find it amusing that the bookstore decided to include a yaoi doujinshi as a free gift in my order of books and manga. -_- Usually they give me bookmarks, postcards or trading cards, but today they decided to give me a yaoi dj.
I really, really, really wish they'd stop making music videos at Canary Wharf. Granted, the place looks really good, but seeing it in one video after another is getting tiresome. -_-
Wingy, I've never read Get Backers either. But of course, this didn't stop you-know-who from dropping image files in my inbox and whining for skins. ^_^;
She's dropping BLAME! images now. o_o These are nice to look at... *stares at scans*
Police claim a recording of them whistling tunes from The Bill and The Sweeney is helping fight crime.
The three officers in West Bromwich also recorded tunes from The Sweeney, Hawaii Five-O and Z Cars.
The tunes are broadcast from speakers in the town centre. Police say the number of robberies has fallen.
Sergeant Chris Dowen and PCs Stuart Birtwhistle and Craig Smith got together to record the tunes which also include the theme to Dixon of Dock Green.
Sgt Dowen told The Mail on Sunday: "I know it sounds like a bit of a funny thing to do, but it is a serious attempt to remind shoppers that police officers are patrolling the area.
"What better than whistling the themes of popular police television programmes? It's cheerful and people associate the police tunes with us."
The scheme has been funded by the New Deal project and Public Arts West Midlands.
VANCOUVER, Wash. (AP) -- James Craig Wilson planned to spend the afternoon decorating for the holidays.
Instead, upset by mishaps with his outdoor Christmas lights, he grabbed his .45-caliber pistol and began firing into the ground behind his suburban home.
He ended up in the Clark County Jail on Sunday for investigation of reckless endangerment.
Wilson, 47, told sheriff's deputies he started getting angry when he found the lights were tangled. His wife had balled them up and tossed them in the garage after last Christmas, he said.
As he tried to unroll the string of lights in his driveway, his daughter returned home and drove over the lights.
Wilson told his wife not to be alarmed while he shot off some rounds in the back yard to let off steam. He sent his daughter across the street to tell a reserve deputy who lives there that no one had been hurt.
Soon after, five deputies arrived and arrested him.
"I thought discharging my gun would help me discharge my anger," Wilson said. "I guess I'm going to lose my concealed weapons permit."
Hmm. My ill-tempered neighbour is going to put up his lights tonight. I suppose I should stay inside? :P
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