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The Milhouse Affairs

This is a detailed insider's account (namely me) on the living mystery that is, Matthew 'Milhouse' Johnston. Containing an amplitude of tales for everyone throughout my exciting, embarrassing, bewildering and shameless day-to-day lifestyle, I will bleed my heart out on to these electronic pages in the hope that you will be blessed with the knowledge that Milhouse is still very much alive, in sorts. Viva Las Milhouse... Forever!

Thursday, October 07, 2004

Poor Little Bugger...

Those 'effin tubes!

The Northbound line is suspended today because of a fire inspection which is kind of worrying.
I get the Southbound to college luckily, otherwise I might of been late to college, god forbid.

The only thing is that I do plan on getting back home at some point today.

Who knows what 'terribly mysterious' things could happen if I was to stay the night in the E&C subway.

I guess a de-tour is in hand for this evenings voyge to West 'Side' Wickham.

Oh yeah...

There was a very possible possibility that I had a near death experience today (Again!).

Whilst I was traveling on the tube between Borough & the E&C station, we were whirring along quite happily...
I was listening to the 'clichéd' Rock classic, 'We Will Rock You'...
Mr. Bling next to me looked as if he left half his brain behind when out of the blue...

Buddy you’re a young man, hard man, shoutin’ in the street, gonna take on the world some day. You got mud on 'yo face. You big disgrace. Somebody better put you back in your...'

...THUD!...

...the train shook violently as it bumped on something on the rails, making quite a substantial amount of onomatopoeia and a number of freaked out faces, including mine.

'What the frell was that!' - shouted Mr. Bling's friend, Snoop Doggy Dog Jr.
(Actually what he really said was a bit ruder than that, but you get the picture.)

Could this be a coincidence?

Would listening to Queen possibly not be the best choice artists when commuting to London?

Does the ghost of dear Freddie Mercury dwell within the darkness of la Northern Line?

SPOOKY!

I don't quite know what it was but it sure did make me leave the station pretty damn quick.

My guess is it was the demise of a little black tube mouse as his delicate frame met the sturdy tube wheels moving at top speed.

Poor Little Bugger.

Didn't know what was coming - It's not easy being small you know.

Anyway. Later today, I'm eating lunch and all these girls walking past the dining area keep smiling and waving at me.

What's up with that?!

I'm not used to that much female attension.

I kept wondering weather someone wrote on my forehead when I wasn't looking.
For example 'Pretty girls, smile & wave if you like chocolate'

Not that my forehead is that big... but it just seemed to be too strange.

I mean unless seeing be-speckled, white haired teenagers eating an egg & ham sandwich is a new turn on for women, there was no reason for it.

So yeah that was nice.

There's something very uplifting about seeing smiling faces for a change.

The business men on the trains are always so miserable.

I noticed that it's something I've been practicing recently. I recommend everyone else to try it.

It's quite contagious.

Go on... try it, you might like it (please don't sue, Dr. Pepper).

B.T.W. I just found quite an interesting debate online for all you Penge readers out there.
Join in and do your town justice I say.

Me and Natalie... I mean Natalie and I - sorry grandma (she doesn't read this) - got our photos back today. And actually, they came out better than I thought.

Our next step was to work out a layout & mount it, as they needed to show a narrative.

We separated the photo's into two stories on two different performers we looked at.

One being a knife juggler with a big personality and a huge crowd.

And the other, a shy... 'ladder and diablo...er... balancer' who struggled to get more than five people watch his act.
Bless.
I gave him a few coins for the effort anyway.

It was funny getting the pictures arranged. Natalie's very sweet.

She has a really nice Greek accent, and as it was a group effort, she kept asking 'well what do you think about doing zis?..' in her Mediterranean style.

She's going back to her home country tonight for the weekend.

Thought you might want to know.

Our presentation of the photo story, I'd say, was one of the better ones.

There were a lot of people, mainly the females, who talk so quiet you can't here a word of was goin on - coz they're shy infront of crowds.

I used to be like that, but a couple of years ago I thought, well if you're gonna do anything infront of a audience you might as well go for it (many of you are already aware of this from the ever notorious, 'Milhouse Rap' - ahh memories!).

There are some good imaginations out there I must say.
But then again, there were a lot lacking a concept.

Now I'm not being a big head - I actually think I know nothing whatsoever about photography - , but so many people take pictures without thinking about the overall composition.
Just a few tips - Remember the rule of thirds, keep close to the subject and look at both the foreground & background - they're equally as important.

Pheww.

I ate my first packed lunch today!
Yes, no more spending for me.
Just Good ol' Sandwich & filling.

And I'll have you know, I actually happen to be one mean sandwich filler so say the least.

Not just ham & egg either.

Variety, is my middle name.

Generosity, my... second... middle name.

And delicious? I have it tattooed on my butt I'm so delicious (not really).

You're all jealous I'm not your mother now, aren't you?
Yes you are! A mother can sense these things.
Well you're just gonna have to except it.


As some of you might know, it was meant to be results day today but I've decided to perspone it till next week.

It's gonna be a fortnight thing now.
Which is better.

I'm sure you are very angry about this decision.
After all, it's been successful addition to my blog (spot the scark).
But I'm not sour, no no no, not at all. ; )

Now tomorrow I'm ganna plan to do nothing but eat all day if possible.
I need a few more pounds on this stick thing I call my body.

Does anyone happen to own some weight gain powder or any steroids perhaps?


Howay lads & lasses!


Collet, sorry for the typo too. Thank you for the invite. But are you sure you're not pulling my leg about this 'Hero's & Villains' theme? It's your 18th too right?

Aylwin, there's a song I'm listening to which if you listen closely says your name over and over! One & The Same - Rob Dougan.

Blake, Collet's on a bounty hunt for you.. For God sake RUN! While you've still got the chance!

3 Comments:

At 9:36 pm, October 08, 2004, Blogger ::BigBlake:: proclaimed...

Public transport IS poor. Everyone had to get off the bus today and wait for the next one to come along because of a leak, or something - wasn't really listening. And I was on the train the other day and had to change that too :-P

So not just the tubes.

And "Blake, Collet's on a bounty hunt for you.. For God sake RUN! While you've still got the chance!" - what, what, WHAT?

What am I wanted for, and how much am I worth? No, really - please comment further. Either one of you explaining is fine. Just make sure you do, dammit! (I didn't realise I even knew a Collet :-S)

 
At 1:21 pm, October 13, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous proclaimed...

lol, milhouse ur mean im not on a bounty hunt for blake! i don't even know blake! and yeah i'm serious about super heros and villians and yeah its my 18th b-day. speaking of super heroes did you hear about Christopher Reeves! he was the daddy of super heroes and i think we should do a toast to him and his great dayz as superman @ my 18th! what do you think matt?

Female Friend-

 
At 3:42 pm, October 16, 2004, Blogger ::BigBlake:: proclaimed...

Ta for clearing that up, Collet - I was wondering...

And Christopher Reeve was a dude, I agree.

 

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