According to CalorieKing, I am obese. Considering that the calculations on the website do not take into account muscle mass (not that I have any) and body frame (I’m thick-boned, me), my only consolation is that if you enter Brad…

A self-confessed homophobic ex-alysum seeker. The campest poof in the UK. A vegetarian activist lesbian. A page 3 wannabe model. A muscle guy in a leopard thong. A straight-A (straight?) student. A post-sex change Portuguese woman. A South African former…

I was offered the contract work. Just two days of arm-wrestling with Dreamweaver, at a very attractive hourly rate. That’s be next Tuesday and Wednesday then, because I’m starting another job on Thursday! I have just had a successful job…

An extraordinary coincidence happened last Saturday. Dr B. needed to retrieve a router from his company’s West End office, and I went with him. Once at the front door, I noticed the logo of the company a friend of mine…

My knowledge of UK contemporary culture is patchy to say the least, but I absorb it very quickly once I’m exposed to it. Not so with Carry On movies unfortunately. I never sat through a whole one, and I only…

Splinter Cell – Pandora Tomorrow Halo FIFA Football 2004 Deus Ex Invisible War Project Gotham Racing 2 Brute Force These are a few games available for me to can play on Dr B.’s Xbox. But no, I spent weeks playing…

The Infinite Cat Project: pictures of cats watching pictures of cats (that are watching pictures of cats) on computer monitors. Absolutely useless yet disturbingly fascinating. [via B3ta]

Now that I’ve got a bit of time on my hands, I can do stuff that until last Friday was a rare privilege, such as trekking all the way to Ikea purely to have a hot-dog, or visiting the gym…

Psss… you like see hookers strip yes? Tomorrow (Friday) night at GrowlHouse, the Kings Cross Steelers (the UK’s first gay rugby team) take their kit off to raise money for the lads. They are also planning their 2004 calendar (hello?…

“It’s official”… We are the next BIG thing! With a band member named Gay Marvin, the road to Hussey‘s success is bound to be paved with gold. [Via B3ta]

A man is making an omelette while his partner is on her knees giving him head – as you do. He flips the omelette but fails to catch it in the pan. The scorching omelette lands on his partner’s back.…

Two years of full-time drama school and still I cannot give a proper speech if my life depended on it: I don’t project well enough and frankly, I get all emotional and I start blabbering. This is why yesterday, when…

While testing the redesign for this website, I noticed that the link to my Amazon wishlist was incorrect. This is the correct location. I finally know why nobody bothered to oblige.

Does anybody want a used pink highlighter? A set of fourteen slighly bent paperclips? A consultancy-firm-sponsored orange mug with three-month-old tea stains? No? Nothing? Come on, it’s my last day at work today and if I feel that I don’t…

Blogging birthday bonus: a picture of me around the same age as this blog is today. I shall have to ask my mother to confirm it, but I think I’m still wearing the same red scarf these days. They don’t…

Movable Type (the cogs behind Bitful since last July) has just announced the licence pricing scheme for the release of v 3.0 Developer Edition. If I got it right, the free licence supports one author and only three weblogs. I…

My child is two today. My baby blog has been doing fine in a steady, unremarkable way. Whenever visits peaked or the service was interrupted, it did not let anyone know. Hell, it probably did not even notice. Two whole…

I am watching the Eurovision Song Contest semifinal from Dr B.’s makeshift Eurovision Media Centre (TV with BBC3 connected to the stereo, laptop with broadband connected to Troubled Diva, cordless handset to call him in the other room via intercom…

Eurovision Song Contest qualifying round tonight. Aliaksandra Kirsanava from Belarus looked absolutely gorgeous during the dress rehearsals. She smiled through the whole performance without uttering a sound. Saving her voice for her power yodelling tonight most likely. After weeks of…

I was walking in the street listening to this year’s Eurovision Song Contest entries. A car stopped at a red light and I crossed the street. I noticed an unusual registration plate, looked at it closely and found out the…

As my trust my readership – yes, both of you – to be made up of cultivated individuals who appreciate the appeal of a good tome, I’d like to ask which David Sedaris book I should read first. I am…

The more I listen to It Hurts (see yesterday’s post), the clearer its back entrance metaphor becomes. I almost choked on my chewing-gum when I paid closer attention to the second verse in the tube yesterday. “I’m trying to forget…

And the winner of the 2004 Eurovision Song Contest is… Sweden, with the song “It hurts”! Sex-on-legs Lena Philipsson (whom, if I fancied women, I would probably lust after in a Frida-from-ABBA kind of way) last night dominated the electronic…

Last week in Italy my brother gave Dr B. a map of the soon-to-be-enlarged European Union, so that he could learn what the countries are called in Italian. Later that day we were looking at the map with some friends.…

Dr B. has uploaded a nifty panoramic view of the poplar* field I was writing about. If your computer authorises a downloaded Java applet to perform the required operation, you will be able to zoom into the picture and scroll.…

When I tell people I work for a government department, I often get asked whether there are any other gay men working there, as if there was a strict screening process to weed us out and I miraculously managed to…

Sometimes I say something is green and Dr B. claims it is blue. Or the opposite, I can’t quite remember now. I keep meaning to verify with his chequered duvet cover in several shades of green and blue, but whenever…

My last but one week at work starts today. It is very quiet now that the site has gone live and maintenance is not a very demanding task. A few people are on holiday or have taken the day off…

A warm welcome to the new citizens of the enlarged European Union. All 74 million of them.