Drivvel Has A New Home

Hey people.

Well I hope since the time that I spoke to you, you've enjoyed dressing up in ridiculous costumes for Halloween, eaten far too much food on Christmas Day and only just gotten over your hangover from New Year's Eve.

For me 2006 has been an... 'interesting' year.
Like a fried egg, it started off raw and now seems to be cooking sunny side up.

Firstly I got kicked out of mum's house after a whole series of arguments with my step dad. Which sucked.

I moved in with my Dad in the sticks of Edenbridge where I generally moped around worrying about what I should do with my life.

At this time I was still working in Caffe Nero, getting into various fights with a number of the colourful personalities of Croydon.
Most of which being chavs and tramps. Something I never expected myself doing.

But I also met some amazingly nice people there who were so kind as to get me though the day and engage in conversation with me whilst I abused my 20minute lunch break (they were bribed with free drinks, of course).

I met Davide. My Italian friend, who I always go on about!

I Quit Caffe Nero and applied to Uni, after working there for way longer than anyone would care to.

Luckily for me, I got my first choice and moved postcodes From TN8 to LS2...

..The great city of Leeds, where I study Multimedia Technology @ the Met.

Nowadays, even though I'm living the student lifestyle, I can cook! My room is tidy! My work ethic for Uni has improved a lot.

What's more, I live flat called The Plaza with some more great people, my house mates. I'm amazed how close we've become in such a short space of time.

In the words of Take That... Things can only get better.
I've got my act together and now I feel much better for it.

I hope your 2007 should be as promising as mine is looking.

As for this blog, I think it's pretty obvious that not even half the amount of effort I used to put into writing these posts has been made. Which is why I have some good and bad news to announce.

I will no longer be using Blogger from this moment on.

...no, that's not the good news you bastard.

It's been a hard decision to make, yes. And since a while back when a girl named Cami introduced me to website named myspace, I've grown increasingly hooked to it and joined the huddled masses, 'pimping' my profile and leaving mildly amusing comments on others. So now if I ever have the desire to write a blog in the near future you'll be able you find it on my myspace profile.

I shall of course keep these previous posts up here for anyone who cares to read them, until Blogger might ever decide to take them down.

See you on myspace.

I wish you all a fantastic two thousand and seven.


Milhouse x
www.myspace.com/mattmilhouse

MillyTV - 90's Rock

Alright peeps. What's happening?

I've had an pretty lifeless week mostly. Though I can't complain - Dad's been spending a heck of a lot of money on me for my big trip up north in Leeds. Shoes, Clothes, Cutlery, Toiletries...it's all very much appreciated*.

As the internet junkie I have recently come to become (???), the evil 'YouTube' site has developed as regular diet to my general surfing hours. Seeing as now there is so much video material out there on the internet, I figured that I'm going to start making a few playlists of specific material I've come across, saving you the time and anguish of plowing you way through the crap to the jems you so desire.

Aptly naming this project MillyTV, the first collection of videos featured today celebrate the rock music from the 90's and videos that complimented them. Some you know, some you might not. Either way, they are a collection of my favourites, I hope you enjoy them.



Rollins Band - Liar
I found this after looking up Beavis & Butt-head stuff online.
I can't believe I never heard of them before this. Intense Video!

Rage Againsted The Machine - Sleep Now In The Fire
Write a politically charged song, have Michael Moore film you perform in front of the New York Stock Exchange and make the police have to close Wall Street during mid-day trading. Rock n Roll.

Suicidal Tendencies - Institutionalized
Up there as one of the funniest rock videos around in my opinion.

Nirvana - Heart Shaped Box
Apparently they changed a section of the video where Kurt is lying in a poppy field as it seemed the smoke rising from his mouth was just a little too unsettling after his infamous death. Good Video.

Pearl Jam - Alive (live)
A classic 90's track.

Weezer - Buddly Holly
This is old school nostalgism, man.

Skunk Anansie - I Can Dream
Skin, the greatest woman to ever grace a rock band. Beautiful, but scary as funk all at the same time. Killer track. Used to listen to this with my best friend in primary school.

The Cranberries - Zombie
Another political anthem from my second adored lady of rock. Definatly the best keening singer in the business.

Soundgarden - Black Hole Sun
Weird Ass Video. Nevermind, good track.

Red Hot Chili Peppers - Love Rollercoaster
Grade A Infectious. A great cover by the Chilis. Even if it isn't Frusciante playing.

Green Day - Hitchin' A Ride
Reminds me of when we would eat jam toast and play pool in sunday school... no really!

Radiohead - Just
What the bloody hell does he say!

Smashing Pumpkins - Tonight, Tonight
Love 'em or hate 'em, it's a beautiful video.

Presidents Of The United States Of America - Peaches
Jokes Video.

*if you'd like to donate any money towards the 'Milly Greedy Bastad' scheme, please feel free to email me here not forgeting to include your name, address, bank details and pin number. ACCEPTED CONTRIBUTIONS OF £50 OR HIGHER ONLY PLEASE... that or a steak dinner.

Video Killed The Milhouse

But yeah...
Yeah, The Milhouse Affairs has got video on it now...
Big Time.
When I do buy myself a decent camcorder I'll get stuff on here I imagine.
In the mean time, just laugh at this - Crazy Dave the Tractor Boy.
Ker-ray-zayee.

My Trumpet / Note To Self #3

Those blasted mystery shoppers get up my goat, man.
It's so unfair! I can't believe it.

Not to blow my own trumpet, but when it comes to customer service, I pride myself on being very good at it. So when I look at this months review of the store and the "Young Male with Glasses, Sandy Hair & a Small Goatee" gets only an 80% pass mark for his performance I'm a little more than cheesed off.

Call me a too caring, but come on... 10 marks off for not upselling a specific type of muffin and another 10 for saying 'sugar is to the left', but not actually POINTING to the left.
That's a little pathetic isn't it?
What's more annoying is that 9 times out of ten I do these things anyway.

And since when has my been considered 'sandy', hmm?
It's blonde. You insulting bitch.

Grrrrgh. >:< On a happier note, after work I was walked from the train station back home and discovered literally the whole of Edenbridge smelt distinctly of fresh horse manure.
Which of course amused me profusely.
Even if I couldn't 100% disprove the possibility that it may have in fact been me smelling god-awful. No one will ever know.

Then to my disgust I very nearly French kissed a fly. Which decided to end it's life in my half empty can of coke I left in the living room the night before. Eww.

Note to self # 3:
never take a swig from a can of coke open longer than 24 hours.


Spoke to my brother on MSN just now to find out James is officially a smart arse.
7 A's, 2 B's & 2 C's in GCSE. That's crazy, well done boyo.

Happy Birthday again to brother James, Aye Stizzle (welcome to club 20), potty-mouth Cami and anyone else I've shamefully missed out. Riss'pekt!

Flip Sake.

You know that pain you get around your nose before you go to get and wake up the morning after with a massive yellowhead on your conker?... Yeah?... Dammit.

51% Chicken, 23% Turkey

Man, Edenbridge is crap.

Words can't express enough how unbelievably rubbish Edenbridge is.

If you don't own a car, and have no ambition for making the effort to wait a hour to catch the next train elsewhere, it feels very much like an open prison. Judging by the look of some of our locals, I would say this isn't far from the truth.

Now I'm not certain about many things in life - you know this - but as I walked down the road today, it struck me that if I had lived here all my life so far, I am positively convinced, that of this moment right now, I'd be scrambling for coins in my back pocket at my regular bookies, have 11 felonies for joyriding and gross misconduct under my belt and a substantial portion of my ear missing after that time firework incident when terribly wrong, back when I started binge drinking at the age of 14.

There are maybe 4 things you should know about Edenbridge:

1) It's closest neighboring town is the ever-so-nicer looking Hever - home of Hever Castle - formally the childhood home of Henry VIII's 2nd wife, Anne Boleyn ("she was like...decapitated... by the head, you knoooow?").

2)Bizarrely, in Edenbridge there's a river called Eden, and it runs through Edenbridge... and then goes under a very-unfantastic-looking bridge.

3)In keeping with this 'very-unfantastic-looking' theme, Edenbridge has slurry of high street attractions, including a 25m swimming pool, about 5 'locals-only' pubs, numerous crap take-aways, a large Co-op (parking lot inc.), and 3 hair salons directly next to each other.
The sad thing is, all of these places at any one time are guaranteed to have more staff than customers.

4)Lastly, the most interesting thing to happen here in ages was the construction of a by-road that joins the top of the high street, goes around the large Co-op then connects back to the bottom of the street heading towards Hever. Presumably this is so drivers don't get depressed and deliberately crash their vehicle in an attempt to end it all as they pass through.

So, actually, there are only 3 things you should know about Edenbridge, since the first was really a fact about Hever.

My day off in Edenbridge was very looking very dull and depressing: with no snacks or chocolate to eat in the house I figured it was time to go outside and hope that maybe something mildly entertaining would happen.

I walked into 'The Phone Chamber' for the first time - a random phone repair shop that seems to not realize most of the town still lives in the dark ages, and prefers 'ye ol' cup n' string' method. They told me that to repair the broken phone I bought only 2 weeks ago, the cost would almost equal the phone itself. Disappointing.

I then went to Barclays to switch my account to student addictions only to find that they closed at 2:30pm. Two-Thirty! What the hell is going on there! Surely not.

Then, I walked too Boots to spend a small fortune getting just two rolls of negative developed. Hurtful.

I walked past Somerfield because the staff in there are absolutely shambolic. Honestly, a monkey with a severe case of herpes could do a better job than them. Instead, I strolled into Co-op, feeling it was high time I served myself the chocolate fix I had so long been depriving myself. I also managed to find a bargain in the 'reduced to clear' section in the form of 6 Chicken and Turkey Satays. 49p. Oh yes people.

Now I think that this post could potentially have been a lot harsher about the town that I'm living in at the moment. I was going to comment on how ugly the people here are.
Seriously I've not seen one pretty unfamiliar face in the whole 6/7 years my dad's been living here. The Johnston's ARE the only good looking family in town.
Currently, the dirty-inbred-chav look is still all the rage down in these parts. I believe the council made it mandatory for girls to wear dirty-great fake gold earrings when outside and for boys to smother their faces in hog fat every morning to as to give them that shiny acne glow.

But amongst all the upsetting knowledge I have given you about today's events, there was a saving grace...

Her name, was Clare B.

Ahh, Clare B from till 5.

I can honestly say I have not had a more intimate exchange of a five pound note for 87p in change quite like this before. Words were few, but the fire was hot. :)
She had the cutest smile and just beautiful eyes that just screamed to glanced into.
You know how it is... I'm a sucker for long glances. You look at someone and they know what you're thinking and you just know, they know, that you know that she knows what I'm thinking.
It's great fun.

I left with my receipt cluched in my hand and a wry smile on my face thinking... 'maybe Edenbridge isn't all that bad' : )

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I thought these set of ads were quite well done by Apple...
(geek cough sniff).