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So, thinking I’d make the most of another snow day (shame, eh?), I head down to the Post Office to get my road scam, sorry, tax, sorted out.

Having stood for 20 minutes surrounded by 130 year old people sharing ailments and illnesses, including 5 minutes at the front of the queue waiting for a couple to stop telling the postmaster how bad the snow was (chances are he already knew…), I’m told that as I’ve moved house, the certificate of insurance needs re-newing as it shows my old address. I had with me the old motor insurance schedule, the updated one reflecting my new address and the certificate, but no. He wouldn’t have it.

So, chunter back through the snow and call the insurers. “Oh yes, the certificate is fine, it doesn’t matter what address as it shows you being the registered owner and the car itself being insured”. Bugger this, I’ll just do it online. Sod the idea of supporting local post offices or they’ll go out of business. Why should I be inconvenienced (spelling, anyone?) just because he wants haul ass to the pie shop.

So, you fill in all your details on the shiny DVLA vehicle licensing website and press submit. And wait, and wait, and wait. 20 minutes it’s been loading the document. Doesn’t matter how many different browsers you try, refill in the form and re-submit, nothing. Eventually, it does go through, but as I haven’t had it MOT’d under the new system in last couple of months, they can’t check my car is MOT’d, so I can’t do it online, and have to go to the Post Office…

So, fuck it. I try to be a good citizen and abide by the law and get nowt. I don’t understand why they [b]don’t[/b] want to accept my money. May as well just not pay the road tax, revoke my insurance, and take the catalytic converted out the exhaust system.

In fact, no. I’ll go to France, then smuggle myself back into the UK on a lorry, claim I speak no English and wish to seek asylum. That way I can have a 7-bedroomed house, flash car, and Ã�£4k a week in my pocket from the Government. Plus, I’d have my road tax paid for me…

Didn’t even need to get out of bed this morning. Called school, told it was closed, went back to sleep.
Job’s a gud ‘un. Hard life, these days…

Having a lowered car with Collection front bumper has it’s advantages in terms of turning your car into a snow plough when driving through car parks, but it’s not ideal by any stretch of the imagination.
Gotta snow again so the kids can be sent home asthe buses made it through this morning, so here’s hoping. They’re all hyper anyway, but the staff are worse. Don’t like this idea of working. But, the caretaker says it’ll be worse tonight – he knows these things, I listen him when he talks of snow. I ignored him once. Took over 4 hours to drive 5 miles home…

that I don’t have to work for as school is closed due to snow. Gotta love the ineffeciency of our local authorities at times. So, here’s hoping for more of the same for tomorrow!

At what point can you say: “Fuck it, I’ve had enough?”. Nothing seems to make sense anymore. If I couldn’t make a lot of noise on the guitar I’d be well fed up. Plus, I’m probably gonna die. I lived off Tesco Value products and frozen foods for months:

Ah well, live fast, die young.

But, on a lighter note, whilst trawling my mp3 collection, found a ‘b’ side by Radiohead called Gagging Order which I’d never actually heard before for some reason. Anyone that plays acoustic guitar needs to hear this track, learn it, play it and love it:

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Artist: Radiohead
Album: Go to Sleep (US)
Track: Gagging Order
Tabbed by: thekillinghordes

Tuning: D# Bb D# F Bb D

Verse:
—0—–1^0—-3^0—-1^0—-0——1^0—–3^0—–0-
—0-0—0——0——0——–0—-0——-0——-0——-
—————————-0———————————–
-2————————–2—2——————————
-0—–0——0——0——0——0——-0——-0———
—————————————————————-

———0———0————0—–0———-0———————
———0-0-0—–0–0-0—————0———-0——————
-0———5-5—5—-5-5—5———–5-5———-0^2^0———
-2-2/4-4——-4-4——–4-4-4—4-4—4-4-4—4—-0—–0^2—
—0—0——-0-0——–0-0-0—0-0——-0-0-0———-0—-0—
————————————————————————–

Chorus:
——–0——–0—————————0——1^0—3^0-
——–0-0——–0————————-0-0—-0—–0—–
————————————-0—————————-
—–4—-4—–2————-0————2——————–
—–4———-2——–0—0—4-4-4–4–0——0——0—-
-2/4-4——4–2——2–0-0-0—–0—-0———————

—1^0—0——1^0–3^0—-0–
—0——-0—-0—-0——0——
————————————-
——–2–2————–2———
-0——0—–0—–0—————
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And as my family of guitars and equipment has grown a little bit recently, here’s what I’ve been attempting to play the above on (amongst other things), and with limited success:

From left to right, Ibanez GSR-200 bass, Marshall MG250DFX amp, Yamaha Pacfica 112 electric and Vintage VEC500-BL electro-acoustic. The neighbours love me.

The Iraqi election results have been leaked onto the Internet…

Another b3ta classic (cheers zak)