Definitions by Mark
trial and error
damn i fucked up my motherboard so i went and bought some ram and found out it was actually the hard drive
trial and error by Mark May 15, 2004
march of triumph
the gender inverse of the walk of shame. the march of triumph is the male counterpart, usually implying final success in a project. the bright sunlight, the walk home, the smell of kootch on your fingers. it's the shit.
Roommate: "Where were /you/ last night?"
Guy: "Just did the march of triumph back from so-and-so's place..."
Guy: "Just did the march of triumph back from so-and-so's place..."
march of triumph by mark May 14, 2004
smodash
a state of mind when one lives in the moment; considering the future, when one is conscious and aware of current circumstances and responds with unconstrained thoughts, emotion, and action.
plymouth
A city (one of the few of which in Britain to be missing a cathedral), located in the large county of Devon, Southwest England, which has a mix of the good and the bad: the run-down areas (i.e. Swilly, Mutley, Devonport) and the respectable areas (i.e. Mannamead, Derriford, Leigham, Plympton), the nice folk and the arseholes (as found in action along Union Street, at the weekends) and the eyesores (i.e. Union Street and much of the city centre) and the tourist attractions (i.e. The Barbican, The Hoe).
Home to a Naval Base, whose residents dominate the local nightlife, harbouring intense a dislike for the resident student population (who have a poor relationship with the locals, too).
Is never as nice as anticipated once you arrive, and is probably the roughest part of the Westcountry, but could certainly be a lot worse. At least it's not Liverpool or Manchester, hey? Every Plymouthian tends to get decked out in Burberry clothing items for their 13th birthday, not taking them off again for years. Definitely a city of great contrasts.
Home to a Naval Base, whose residents dominate the local nightlife, harbouring intense a dislike for the resident student population (who have a poor relationship with the locals, too).
Is never as nice as anticipated once you arrive, and is probably the roughest part of the Westcountry, but could certainly be a lot worse. At least it's not Liverpool or Manchester, hey? Every Plymouthian tends to get decked out in Burberry clothing items for their 13th birthday, not taking them off again for years. Definitely a city of great contrasts.