In true Boylio blog stylee I will now attempt to write a very complex blog whilst being incredibly tired after a random gap of a month hehe. I guess sometimes I dont want to do things by halves.

Well I guess the first thing to day is that this is the first blog I have ever written on my .... ahem ... NEW SHINEY LAPTOP WOOOOOO!

Finally a compy to call mine and mine alone. Mmmmmmm...

So what was I going to say? Um I dont really know.

I am sure many things have happened in the last month but I really cant think of anything too interesting right now...

I guess a notable milestone is the fact that i have now been to the pub twice now at quiz nights at the Eden Arms near Tescos. I always promised myself that I wouldnt be a drinker.... well I am not (really). Hehe. I have had no more than 2 drinks each time I have been out and dont intend to have any more. Alcohol is a novelty after all, at least it is to me. Very rarely does alcohol taste really nice, any other soft drink is usually nicer to me, and it effects me quickly - something I dont really enjoy the senstaion of, and yet I drink a little.

I guess it will wear off evebtually.Not drinking could save me a shedload as a student. Isnt it funny how illogical people are. I am not trying to do the I-art-holier-than-thou act because, frankly I am pretty much the same. But how comes people go out to often noisy and unpleasantly smoky pubs to drink overpriced alcohol and eat even more hideously overpriced crisps? When you ask somebody this question (and I sometimes do ask these kind of questions) I usually get looked at funny or get the all purpose response "because its sociable innit" (and once even an inexplicable "grow up" when I asked Gaz at work what the point of football was).

I cannot say that these people are wrong as they do genuinely seem to feel that going to these places that in any other context would be the last place you want to be, are the bee knees. Fair dos, I can understand why people may think htem better but not that much better than having a few quiet ones with your friends in the comfort of your own home where you have the remote and the crisps are not 60p each.

Maybe it is just me. I dont tend to get these things very often.

Ooooh. I think I have found a way to deal with dumbass blokes that come through the drivethrough at night. The other night I was being called over to the window with "Oi!" and "Pssshht". I decided to pretend I didnt hear them as I could predict the way the conversation was going to go before I even looked at who was there. Eventually I went over in my own time to give them their order. I did the usual teeth crackingly insincere thanking that I do to irritating customers before the kind of thing I was expecting arrived.

A guy with shirt back and sides brushed forwards under a mound of gel with the obligatory bomber jacket and gold rings leaned out of the back window and l,ooked at me. I was sure he was going to do the whole mocking "Oh your gorgeous I want your number yadda yadda thing" when you know mother Teresa looks better. But no. He caught me off guard with a new one...

"Excuse me love. Do you know how to suck 'em?"

This one threw me as I had a comeback for the number jibe ready. I tried to play it cool and just said "Yeah whatever have a nice day" and closed the window. Didn't work too well though and they sped off laughing.

The answer of how to deal with that the best way, and most other stupid comments from inane blokes came in the form of a Media lesson. Two YR10 boys had been put into our class for misbehaving and were smirking across the room to one another. Miss Evans put a stop mto that straight away by appealing to the sexist males tendency towards homophobia. She said but one sentence: "Are you boys done smiling lovingly at one another?"

Bingo. You genius Claire Evans. That wiped the smiles off their faces and they didnt make eye contact the rest of the lesson! Haha.

I can see that working wonders on most of the losers that come through the DT.

I can see it now. Next time....

Losers: "Oi! Psshhht!"
Me: [casually assembles the order and ambles over to the window]
"Theres your order..."
Loser 1 : Excuse me love. Do you know how to suck 'em?"
Me: [Looks at him calculatingly with a hint of pity for a moment]
"Why dont you ask your boyfriends.... they seem keen."
[casually slides the window shut and walks away to the sound of loser 1s mates laughing themsleves silly at him]