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Thursday 31 December 2015

12 months in the mind of a mental

So then, what has the last twelve months held?
One acceptance of never ever going to happen and one thought of not a fucking clue. and the love would be completely oblivious and the not a clue would suspect they were the other. It's all fun and games!!!

The last year has brought many things into my life. It has brought death twice, it has brought beauty, it has brought new work, it has brought some of the most precious things I have and will ever own and it's brought some shity little nonsense blog....... It's brought the first Christmas in a very long time that I haven't dreaded. the latter sadly comes at the lack of most feeling and emotion about the said day. It's now just another day........ I've met some people who live in the block of flats I love in that I trust enough to give  a set of keys to. They are wonderful.

what will the new year bring? For a start it's going to bring a reboot of an old mentality. Everything is crossed that I will no longer be getting takeaways and petrol station lunch and a relaunch of me watching what I eat and working out regularly. It's, I think, time for the Frazer of 2004-2005 to return. We'll see......

I don't think I've ever actually named people on these blogs before but I have to give special mentions to to the following people in no specific order.............

Sarah, You're amazing. I genuinely love you to bits. Don't ever change and always remember no matter what happens I am always on the end of the phone. Who would have envisaged when there was a refusal to speak to me in the real world.

Jen, You know what you mean to me. You're like a sister to me and I love all of you in that house on a much deeper level than I will ever be able to put into words.

M, You know who you are. You're the guitar shining light You're the one that every time I touch a stringed instrument You pop into my head. I know you're going to be VERY uncomfortable with this mention. The world is yours, grab it!!! You make the phone call and I'll be there. You shout and I'll come running. You're the centre of my constantly rotating musical universe. We leave and we return but I really hope we never actually end.

I know it might sound sad that only three people are listed but six are implied and those six people are the most important people outside of my family in my day to day life.

Old love. This year she returned. She's now engaged. I think it's a fucking mistake to your life on a nuclear level however a very large piece of my heart lies with her. She knows where I am and I will always help her in any way I can regardless of my personal circumstance. She knows that and any future woman will always have to accept that. it's my emotional daughter and god forbid anyone who ever tries to get in the way of that.

I know not what else to say other than I really do wish everyone who reads this all the love in the world and even if it's just this one you've read thank you for your support.

Love and peace to everyone and for the final time this year.........

FUCK THE NONSENSE!!!!

Loads of love

Frazer :-)

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Tuesday 6 October 2015

The solitude of Twitter

Many many times have I expressed my hatred for Facebook. MANY MANY MANY times have I thought that I really do prefer Twitter.

We all got onto Twitter for our own reasons. Some of us joined so that they could follow the celebrities they wish they could meet and desperately hope that they will one day get a reply from that person who has 100 billion followers so that until the day they die and no doubt have it etched onto their grave stone them they were good friends with that person but they couldn't go to the funeral because they were meeting the queen.
 Some of us joined Twitter so that they could find new ways of posting pictures of their cat. If those people could please fuck off from the internet and make sure they cancel their contract with their ISP within 24 hours then I think its safe to say we would all be happier. Just to throw this out their because I know you'll be wondering and hanging off every word I say, If you repost any pictures just for the sake of posting pointless cute pictures you are included in the previous suggestion!!
Some of us, and this was my reason, was to socialize and try to make new friends. Some of us have no friends. Some of us have mannequins in our flats in order to fool ourselves into believing we have company. Some of us, and I don't want people assuming this is my primary mental glitch (it is) talk to our guitars. Eleanor, Christine and Martha all say hello!!

Whilst this is meant to be a kind of tongue in cheek blog it does have a bit of a painful twang to it. There are many people who I have spoken to on Twitter and baring in mind I came to twitter to make friends it always pains me when I think I am getting along with someone and chat for ages and clearly like chatting to each other and then all of a sudden they make it known that they have NO interest in who you are as a person. I'm not thick skinned. I've never been thick skinned. It is upsetting. Now I'm not at any point saying I am desperate to find best friends but for someone to say I'm not interested in who you are as a person cuts.

Anyway, I'm leaving this one here. Remember people, some of us aren't that bothered about shallow rambling all the time. Some of us want a friendship.

Twitter people nonsense!

Fx

Thursday 17 September 2015

The lies our parents tell us!

We've all heard them. We've all sat there and heard a parent tell their child that Santa exists. We've all heard the child ask about the tooth fairy. We've all heard the parents tell the ugly child that they love them...........

To quote a good friend....... "The lies are never ending"

In the run up to Christmas, you know, the run up that these days seems to start in May, are told they must behave otherwise Santa won't come. I for one know of someone that told their child Santa wouldn't come and when Christmas day arrived it seemed that Santa hadn't been. This, you have to admit is an amazing way of saving £30.
 If I ever have children, which at this point isn't looking hopeful, I will make sure that as soon as they show any sort of grasp on reality I will be telling them that the monster that lives under their beds and watches them as they sleep ripped Santa's throat out when they were young and they are just waiting for the children to fall to sleep at which point they will be on the fast track to joining the puppy they used to have that went to live on a farm.......

Zombies aren't real......
Zombies are soooo real and next time you are bad it's going to eat your brains.

Trolls.........
They don't live under bridges. They live in the forest and can smell religion. Trolls hate religion. If you are religious a troll will come and kill you. PS, there might be a troll in your cupboard.

I love you.....
Now this is a bit of a touchy subject........ Parents love their children don't get me wrong but it's a bond very few have any choice in. Now then, if you could actually step outside your body and watch your child's behaviour when out in public would you really think "Now that's a child I love" as they are screaming at the dog or shouting for the parent to fuck off whilst in the middle of a supermarket on Sunday afternoon.

We all lie to children but it's alright, most of them are fairly thick and won't be aware that you are lying your arse off just to make your own life easier and stop the little bastards from making the annoying noise they are right at that second!!

Lying nonsense, long may it live!!!!!

Fx

Saturday 12 September 2015

The weekend shop........

This is the blog that I think could make people think I'm a bit of a snob and I am so feel free to fuck off just a little. PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!!

Like a normal person it's very rare that I have the ability to go out and do the household shopping during the week. You know, because I've got a job and live on my own so have things to do in the flat when I get home.

It's Saturday morning. You wake up. You think to yourself you need to sort out a little bit of shopping weather it's going out and buying your favourite brand of tampon in order for you to go out roller blading with your three legged dog later past the water purification plant. Why do you by the ones that are coated in silk made from the finest swans tears? You buy them because your arse deserves it...... That's where they go isn't it?..........or you need to go and buy 3kg of sugar so you can have 2 cups of tea this weekend. Is 3kg enough? Not a clue. I reckon it's fairly hit and miss.

I'm going to jump in here quickly and say that Waitrose is not included in anything I am saying. There wouldn't be any point in blogging about them. if you shop at Waitrose then it's a good bet you ask your butler to collect your Ocado from your staff entrance in the west wing of your staff quarters. Well done you. Your feet are firmly routed in the real word. Can I borrow 2 and 6 for a pint of milk? Or is it £30?.......

You park your vehicle in the spot you have chosen. The battle to get that spot alone was worthy of some sort of life time achievement award. You dodged the idiots in cars reversing out at 30mph without looking. You swerved round the parent out with their 73 children, 81 of those children are screaming the tarmac off the floor and the 9 remaining are telling the parent to fuck off. You could have picked from a much larger selection of spaces but the Vauxhall vectra and the Lexus owners have parked across 3 other spaces.

You've made it into the actual supermarket and I commend you on that. You're a legend. You're what makes the world rotate.

You're minding your own business looking at all the different varieties of green tea when that old woman with one of the special zimmer trolleys stands directly in front of you completely obscuring your view. This in itself was an achievement because you were only stood two foot in front of the shelf but crafty badger that she is she managed to sneak in and somehow she has also managed to fit her trolley in there too. SHE'S A FUCKING MAGICIAN!!! When this happens to me I like to stare at the back of the persons head in sheer disbelief and make sure I maintain the stare even when she steps away and looks back at me wondering what's wrong. I have to say it really isn't fair of me to say that it's an old person that's going to get in your way. There is a very strong chance it could also be an immigrant family or the local scrounging family who is on benefits and doesn't need to work because they prefer to get hand outs. If they need some more money they squeeze out another leech in nine months time.

If you've managed to bypass all of this then rest assured being polite and letting people pass in the isle will 100% get you a thank you....... won't it? Ohhhhhh, the clue should have been when then didn't slow down at all and had every intention of walking straight through you anyway. Bellends!!!!

If you manage to survive all of this then I offer you my heart felt congratulations. You deserve a medal you fucking legend!!

Weekend shopping nonsense. It's not fit for man nor honey badger.

If you've made it this far well done. You have to much time on your hands but rest assured I love you for it!!

Fx

Friday 11 September 2015

The world we live in post 9/11

14 years ago today a terrible thing happened and this has led to this blog. A serious blog is what I am about to write. Don't get used to it!!

On that day, at that time, in that place the world was sadly changed and became what some would argue is a much worse place to be. The attack was beyond what I think most people would ever think was within the realms of reality. I mean, planes being hijacked and flown into buildings and one being hijacked and aimed at what most would regard as the head of the US secret service! I mean seriously, this shit just doesn't happen in real life. When people talk about it and then start throwing around numbers of people who died on that day I can never understand why they don't also then include the people who have died as park of the chain reaction that was begun on that day. We all saw what happened afterwards. We all saw that it was used as an excuse to go and wage war on terror. What does that really mean though? Does it mean that, and I don't know the figures, it's alright to have killed off more people than the actual attacks and justify it as "we are hunting for Bin Laden"? No I don't think it does. Please don't me wrong, I agree that there were certain people that MUST have been taken out of power and it is great that those people are no longer in control of anything. It wasn't done in the right way though in my humble opinion. We went to war under the cloud of hate rather than defence.

What it the most long term damaging thing that might very well have come from the action that was taken? I think without doubt the most vile thing that has come from what happened is the level of generalised opinion that has flourished with regards to people casting aspersions on entire religions. I am not a fan of religion and that is putting it lightly but you have to be offensively stupid to place everyone from the same belief system in the same bracket. If you do that and are a christian then you really need to evaluate your life and take a look at the back ground to a few bits of history. Religions are simply a guide to how people should live their lives. Some take it like each word is a direct command. Some read it and choose to work with the good parts and ignore the bad. The only people in the world that we need to worry about that read these guides to beliefs are the people that choose to enforce the bad points with force.

I don't really know where else to go with this without opening the double doors on other controversial subjects and those are not for here an now!

People need to concentrate on love and not on the hate that they can spin from things.

Fx

Friday 21 August 2015

Men are complete bastards and women are mentally unhinged FACT!!

Men vs women. It's a battle that has been raging for at least 30 minutes and it's been the hardest 30 minutes of the last hour. I'm exhausted!!

Lets start off by being honest about things. Most of us are attracted to the other sex. For those of you that are attracted to the same sex I think you probably have a much much easier life!! We love each other. Most things that we do are, and this will require honesty beyond the comprehension of most of you, for the opposite of sex. We let people out of junctions whilst driving FFS and in the back of our heads we tell ourselves that it surely means the other person is going to pull over and confess their undying love for you because you are clearly a very kind person. Total nonsense!

As humans, and at this point I am assuming you haven't become bored and told the cat to read this shit and report back by way of using some sort of exotic style to fill the litter tray, we are programmed to try to impress the opposite sex or as I've already covered the same sex. Some of you I'm sure love familiar feminine charms and some of love the cock!!

During arguments we bring out the best of each other. Men come out with some sort of crap argument that very rarely has any point at all because, if we're honest, we just need to say something in a tone that makes us feel important. Most of what we say is shit, As for women! You lot, and this is 100% not stolen from as good as it gets, take logic and rational arguments and forget it all. We really don't need something we did 30 years ago brought up. It isn't productive. We are both unable to simply say I'm sorry and I love you.

Luckily I have none of this nonsense. I married my guitar!! My guitar love me. MY GUITAR WON'T LEAVE ME!! It's shit at buying me Christmas presents but it does let me strum it whenever I see fit. It doesn't get headaches. It doesn't care about my exes.

FUCK ME I'VE SOLVED IT!! FORGET THE OPPOSITE SEX. BUY GUITARS!!!!!!

This evening is endorsed by wonderful nonsence

#Gchord

Fx

Sunday 16 August 2015

I'm curious

This is a blog I'm not going to promote anywhere. Call this a favour but anyone reading it, if you could key me know how you found it I would be eternally grateful

Fx

Saturday 15 August 2015

The good, the bad and the super rich!

Waitress: Hello sir. What can I get you?

Customer: Yes I wish you would hurry up.

Waitress: Excus.......

Customer: NEVERMIND! I'll have 37 hand boiled oompa loompa eggs please.

Waitress: I'm sorry sir oompa loompas don't exist.....

Customer: DON'T YOU TELL ME THAT OOMPA LOOMPAS DON'T EXIST I'VE SEEN THEM                    ON A FARM IN KENT. SMALL BROWN THINGS WITH FEATHERS BUT CAN                          FLY!

Waitress: Do you mean a chicke,,,

Customer: A SWAN! A BLOODY SWAN! AN OOMPA LOOMPA SWAN OMELETTE AND I                          ALSO WANT SOME WINE THAT HAS BEEN SHIT OUT BY A MILDLY                                      FRUSTRATED WOMBLE!


Clearly this sort of thing only actually happens in the most upper market McDonalds in Bogner Regis but it clarifies my point wonderfully. Of course it does I bloody wrote it!! Stupid things that only rich people buy. Vodka with gold in it? What's the fucking point?
 These days it seems that things become expensive and very very stupid purely so they can be sold to people with lots of money just for the sake of selling it at an over inflated cost. Things that need to be put into this category are Caviar, any gold plated Apple device (its done by electroplating and there is fuck all gold used. The chemicals cost more than the plating!), Any off the basic range from a prestige brand. I have always said If you cant afford the item you actually want then don't ever buy the one you can just afford because not only does it make you look cheap it enables these manufacturers to create shit products and put their badge on it in order to make money from crap. You know that old phrase you cant polish a turd? Well THAT!!

This is spanning from someone today giving me a glass of water from a one litre bottle. Upon examination there was a Harrods price tag on the back with £8.99 on it. WHO THE FUCK PAYS £9 FOR A ONE LITRE BOTTLE OF WATER? This is mental! Turn your tap and the shit pours out and if you don't like the taste of that then spend money on a Brita water filter. If you still don't like it then don't drink water but don't spend nine quid on a bottle.

Money is one of those funny things that we always want more than we actually need. I have on a few rare occasions had lots of "spare" money in the bank and have mostly pissed it up the wall on women, food and drink. Its because of this that it doesn't hold the glossy glow it once did. Frankly if I have money I am happier spending it on other people rather than myself for example this year I'm buying a couple of families presents and the original budget of about £800 has been blown to pieces however I have to say that amount of money is going to pale into insignificance when it comes to the amount of pleasure I will get when I give them what I have bought. It will be the highlight of my year, well that and frankly anything from the real life of one person who will remain nameless.

The long and the short of this nonsense blog is simply to say, if you've got spare money don't be a fucking dick. Be happy and do what you can to make others because surely that more important than an oompa loompa swan omelette or some womble arse wine.

BE GOOD TO PEOPLE!

On with the nonsense!!

Fx

Wednesday 12 August 2015

Green non-nonsense witchcraft

I'll tell you what isn't nonsense, green tea. I've been drinking this shit for five days now. Bought the Tetley stuff with extra vitamin B6. Since I've been drinking it I've been in a noticeably better mood!!

FUCKING WITCHCRAFT NONSENSE!!!!!

Fx

Facefuck and the end of the human race

Possibly the ultimate in nonsense, and when I say nonsense I mean complete and utter BULLSHIT NONSENSE!!!

Facebook...........

It seems that as a race we have reached the peak of our intellect. We have reached the stage in evolution where we are prepared to allow our lives to be dictated by #Facebook. It's wonderful that people have finally realized that the most important thing in your life is simply what someone in another country who you have never and will never meet thinks whilst he opens his can of fermented herring underwater whilst drinking his international peace keeping green tea! What's that? he unfollowed? HOW FUCKING DARE HE? How dare he realize that what you say on there is not only very very dull but also very similar to what you said this time last year. He knows what you wrote this time last year because you insist on reposting all of your mind nummingly dull time hop bullshit. What's that? The one last year was more important because your cat was in a slightly different position? WELL FUCK ME BACKWARDS!! Why haven't you been nominated for a Nobel Peace prize? Have #Sky news or #BBC news 24 been on the phone? I'm sure the phone is just about to ring!! I mean who wouldn't care about that? Look at the look on Fluffy's disparaging face. He gives a shit so everyone else does. Right? Just so you know, your cat probably doesn't give a shit about you. If I feed your cat salmon he would prefer me! If he liked you would he show you his rusty sheriffs badge as often as he does!

Facebook. Why is it that if you aren't on it you get penalized in life in various ways. Online many bits of info are linked through #Facebook. Let's be honest these days most people ONLY remember others birthday because it smashes it like a leper horse running at full speed into your face. We are losing the human touch. We are losing the ability to know how to be real friends without have the interaction of facebook. If you aren't on facebook you don't go to that party. You don't go because people just assume you know about it despite the fact you aren't on facebook.

Incase you haven't realized yet, I hate facebook. I think it is to social media what HIV is to an immune system. It takes everything and breaks it down. It makes the shallow feel self important and it makes the insecure feel suicidal. People really do believe that facebook is more important that it really is. It's nothing more than millions of arseholes comparing how small their penises are regardless of being male or female.

Don't let facebook rule your life. Breathe, let your heart beat, look someone in the eyes get annoyed because the real life friend is staring you out, FIGHT THEM!!! There you go. You can't do that on facetard can you you FUCKING LEGEND.

Seriously, get off the internet........
.......Well I say get off the internet finish reading this blog or get on #Twitter. Twitter is fucking great. I let it make choices about what I do in life. If you aren't following me on twitter then you are nothing to me and don't exist in my world!!

It's all nonsense!

Fx

#Facebook #Twitter #PopularityContest #SuperShallow #RealLife #IHateYouAll #ILoveYouReally


Monday 10 August 2015

Survival of the fittest? Survival of the biggest arsehole more like!!

Survival of the fittest. People assume that this means that the better condition you are in the longer you are likely to survive. Whilst this might very well be true lets have a quick look at the reality behind what this really means.

I've been thinking about this today after going back to a building site to find that somebody had killed a chick I had been keeping an eye on  for a week. I first saw the chick when I was frankly sat on my arse fiddling around with wires and screws and metal cabinets and plastic and shit. I could hear a slight chirping noise and after hearing this for about an hour decided to have a look and see if I could work out what was making the sound. Turns out it was this bird that was chirping in reply to the much higher noted chirp from the mother bird who would return frequently to feed the fat little rascal. I checked in on the bird several times a day because it was after all sat in the middle of a building site in a hidden corner of one of the £1.3M houses

A week has gone passed and all appointments at this site had been shelved due people being what I can only describe, and this is in the nicest possible terms, complete fucking tools and clearly not having a clue how to run a site!!

Upon arriving back at this site this morning at 07:30 the first thing I did was go down into the basement to check on the chic and make sure it was ok or had managed to fly away as I am pretty sure it was a couple of weeks off flying away anyway.
 I found the bird. It was sadly lying on the floor in a way that was very clear that some total cunt had squashed it by dropping something on it or treading on it. What sort of scum would do this? What is it that makes some people think that the electrical impulses that cause a heart beat and brain activity to be less important if it is in an animal than it is if it had been in a human being?

With animals it is very much a case of survival of the fittest. This is something that is fair and 99.9% of the time is fair and right.

With humans it seems to be a case of fitness has nothing to do with it. The person who is willing to be the biggest arsehole tends to come out on top as they are willing to hurt and fuck others over in order to get what the want. The belief of nice things happen to nice people is complete bollocks. If that were the case nice things would happen to me all the time. I live my life with the mindset that unless you have wronged me in a terrible way or have shown yourself to be a bad person I will help you. Frankly I will go out of my way to help you. If there is anything I can do then simply tell me and if it's within my power it will happen

Survival of the fittest my arse. Survival of the biggest cunts more like it

Fuck this. I'm leaving this here so I can go and take my socks off.

It's all fucking nonsense

Fx

Sunday 9 August 2015

All I can really think of saying is FUCKING NONSENSE!

Me, yes, ME!! I am doing this blogging thing from off of the internets!

There will be no "yolo". There will be no "nom nom" There will be no "innit" and under no bloody circumstances will there be any abuse and misuse of the word "like" and certainly no "I turned round". On the upside my spelling and grammar are fucking terrible!


May the nonsense continue!!

F x