Ok, so it should be obvious by now, but all this has been to help O2 promote its new service called Bluebook. Once you’ve registered for Bluebook, every text and picture message you send or receive is automatically saved.
Agency Republic, O2’s digital advertising agency wanted to display the benefits of Bluebook a bit differently, and hope it’s been fun/interesting for you.
She’s funny, sharp, intriguing, a right laugh to be with and… she’s hot. Hotter than the fiery moon. I was totally lost for words when I saw her walking down the street – thankfully she was too, so it gave me a chance to try and explain. The poor girl was shell shocked, but I don’t blame her, still feel that way myself.
I took her out that night and over a wine or two we had some laughs, some tears and… she actually seemed to be ok with everything. She took a sickie and we spent yesterday together too. The more she talked the more familiar she started to feel, like we really had known each other for ages. I guess meeting her and seeing the photos of our time together kind of feels like getting my memory back. I’ll never know exactly what happened but at least I can take up where I left off – nothing disastrous, nothing ruined, nothing really lost.
Cheesy, but reunited at last…
I’ve learnt my lesson the hard way, but you can make life a lot easier. If you don’t wanna lose phone numbers, photos, texts and the rest of your life in a field, on the back seat of a bus, in a club or a ditch, might be worth keeping everything safe here: Bluebook
Wish there was some way I could let her know I’m coming, clearly there isn’t but doesn’t stop me wanting to. Hope she’s even just a bit understanding. Wonder how I’d react if someone I thought had totally jilted me suddenly turned up on my doorstep…
Better go n find passport and pack. Maybe iron / wash something. Can’t rock up looking a total mess. Although, guess she already knows what I’m like, just can’t help feeling like it’s some kind of full on first date, in some weird parallel universe where this kind of thing happens all the time.
Hopefully be back with good news soon…
Zoe Hutton I want to kiss you. Really I do. The travel vouchers are all yours for finding out where liz lives – on W 12th Street, bang in the middle of 5th and 6th avenues.
Can’t really believe I’ve found out where she is. All I need to do now is book a flight over there to sort out this mess. Am desperate to go but really nervous at the same time. Should stop writing this and just book the ticket.
Weird as I feel like I’ve never been to New York before – I mean obviously I have but i don’t remember it so it’ll be like going for the first time.
Will let you know how it goes. Yikes.
I’m not just getting warmer, I’m so close I’m burning up. Found an album in my Bluebook of all my mobile photos from our weekend in the US. Looks like we visited a few bars, ahem…
There are even ones of Liz’s flat and the street she lives on – I’m sure with a bit of help I could work out which street it is, then I could go n see her and make her realize I haven’t just stuffed it all n forgotten about her. Look, check out the album:
http://bluebook.o2.co.uk/guest?id=bcts4oalei
I’ve got a stash of travel vouchers up for grabs if you can help – I need about £250 of them to get to the US myself, which leaves £500 left for you. The first person to work out where Liz is, like which street she lives on, and email me at jameshill83@gmail.com gets the vouchers – Virgin Holidays no less! Check out the legal bit here.
P.s. Where would you like to go in the US? My latest vid can inspire you:
Am into my bluebook! There’s tons of photos of me and Liz:
SO weird seeing a record of our time together. And there’s all the texts she sent me over the weeks. Feel like I’m looking in on all the intimate details of someone else’s life – keep having to remind myself it’s my own. Most frustrating bit is the contacts bit – IT’S GOT LIZ’S MOBILE NUMBER IN IT! But obviously she didn’t’ take her UK mobile with her, keep ringing it and just listening to the dead tone. It’s driving me nuts…
Oii, can’t believe it, am in. Check this out: http://blueblog.o2.co.uk/james_hill_83/foundyouinadream/jsps/viewblog
Matthew Grover cracked the code – genius. Thanks SO much. The 500 quid’s yours – what you gonna do with it?! And a MASSIVE thank you to everyone else who sent me messages and comments, am so sorry I can’t reply to everyone, just too many of you!
It’s so weird seeing my thoughts and what I got up to and photos of me and Liz there in black and white, or rather colour. So odd when I can’t remember it myself. Closest thing to getting my memory back. I keep staring at the photos of us and stuff we must have done together. Weird reading about how we met as well, and what I thought about her. Am not really the type to gush so I must’ve been pretty crazy about her.
Looks like my blueblog’s part of a whole site that saves mobile contacts, texts and photos – only there’s a password for that bit. Am gonna try every password I’ve ever used – then I really might be able to get back in touch with liz. Blimey.
Watch this space…
P.s. Forgot to post up my latest YouTube effort. Check it out – can’t be serious all the time or I’ll go nuts…
Haven’t got much of my gran’s inheritance left now but I don’t have any other way to get back in touch with the woman I was about to propose to for %$^(&*) sake! So this is it, I’ll give you £500 if you can work out what the hell this web address is:
Can’t wait much longer or I’ll explode. First person to email the right web address to jameshill83@gmail.com gets the cash. Am not kidding, you can check out the legal stuff here if you want.
I’ve tried. And failed so far. It’s driving me nuts that I can’t get into this site. Having all the stuff from my phone would surely give me a way of getting back in touch with Liz. I can’t let her just float away thinking I don’t give a toss and didn’t even wanna bother calling her before she left the country.
Sure no one recognises anything about that web address?
Had a box of what I thought were all music CDs but found one with my stuff on it. Loads of word docs (more stuff about the io collective) but pretty much everything’s corrupted. There’s a file with my bookmarks on it too – all the usual sites, as well as this one:
Seems like all the stuff from my mobile’s saved on this site. If I can work out what it is I might have all my texts etc from Liz there. I spose she could be totally blanking me after standing her up, but you never knmow she might have sent me her new US number or something – I’m gonna have a go at working out what the web address is anyway, worth a shot.
Managed to get through to the woman who posted the ad on Gumtree and she’s in Dubai on business for a month… why, why WHY?? I jokingly suggested she might want to come back so I could get it but she didn’t see the funny side. I just dunno if I can wait a month to get my laptop back. Have gone from feeling sky high to rock bottom within the space of an hour. Jkdfjakopfjoasi;fjklasd.
Or rather Jonah Davies found it, through an ad on Gumtree. Look at this…
http://www.gumtree.com/london/67/22599467.html
It’s totally mine. Am not sure I’ve been so grateful to anyone since Becca Lewis asked me out instead of Johny Wilce in year 11. I rang the number but it’s switched off at the mo, going to try again later. Can’t get over it. Maybe my luck’s turning – fingers, toes, face crossed…
P.s. Getting into this video-making, here’s my latest effort:
Had no luck finding my laptop, am really seriously stuck. Am hoping for an honest person who might actually find it and hand it in somewhere, or post a message online, or whatever people do when they find stuff. I’m still willing to give out the 500 quid to the first person who can help me find it. Check out all the details on the last post.
Just dunno how to get in touch with Liz – I’m pinning all my hopes on getting my laptop back, as the police couldn’t find it on the thief. Maybe I lost that myself? I usually take it everywhere with me, so I guess I could of dropped it when my whole memory loss thing happened.
It’s got to be somewhere.
It’s a small black Philips laptop – looked it up online and found the product number etc – it’s 12NB5800, with a 12” screen. When you turn it on the log-in box should show my name – either James or James Hill, can’t remember. I had some gold stars stuck to it as well, on the top, probably peeling off by now. I presume it was last seen around the end of March somewhere in Norfolk, probably near Wretham or Colton. Anyone got any ideas?
As well as helping me get back in touch with Liz, I’m pretty sure it’ll have the novel I’ve been writing, not to mention about a year’s worth of stuff I had on it already. I REALLY NEED IT!! If you can help me find it, I’ll give you what I’d spend on a new one – 500 quid. I’m not exactly rolling in dosh so I can only afford one reward – first person to find my laptop and email me at jameshill83@gmail.com gets the cash. You can check out the legal stuff here.
Right, I met the barmaid who’d been talking to Liz and found out what happened…
So apparently Liz was over from the US, working her way round England and had about a month left when we met. We got close, really really close, so she delayed her flight back. When we started talking about our future apparently we had a terrible row and she gave me an ultimatum – to meet her to discuss everything before she flew back, or it would all be over.
Only this is obviously when my memory collapsed so I never arrived, and now she’ll have flown home. From the note i found, I’m guessing I’d decided she was the one for me and I was going to propose! Shit this is heavy stuff. I don’t really know what to do. It’s been a long day – hoping I’ll wake up with a plan.
Right, so am up in Norfolk and I’ve found out a LOT. I went to the Ugly bug inn and the barman recognised me, said I used to come in quite a lot with a girl called Liz!
He said she’d been in one night the week before waiting for me to turn up, only obviously I didn’t. She was seriously upset and ended up spilling out the whole story to one of the barmaids – she’s not on a shift til tonight so I’m going to go back and talk to her then…
Stephen from Renfrewshire found her on the ugly bug inn website in the gallery section. She’s called Liz Jackson – check this out http://uglybuginn.co.uk/gallery.php
She’s totally the type of girl I’d go for! I’ve been staring at that photo for hours just trying to imagine knowing her, going out with her. Its SO weird. To think how close we must be. Or were…
Anyway I’ve been manically googling Elizabeth Jackson, Lizzy Jackson, Liz Jackson and every other sodding Jackson but there are just too many of them so I’ve decided to ditch the hospital visits and go straight up there to visit the pub and see if anyone knows me. Or knows her more like. I’m half scared, half mega excited. I’ve been worrying that she’ll know everything about me and I won’t know anything about her. Hope I like her. And that she still likes me. Shit. Too late to worry now. Just need to borrow a car and whizz back up to Norfolk. Scary…
P.s. Thank you soooo much Stephen, I don’t feel like the camera’s enough to thank you with but hope you have fun with it.
Haven’t quite come to terms with this yet but I think my suspicions might be right. Just got a call from the police and they’ve caught the guy who ransacked the cottage – they recovered my stereo, wallet, ipod, and my phone with no sodding sim card in, as well as a silver ring… with esto perpetua engraved on the inside. HELP.
I mean me, proposing to someone?? This girl, whoever she is, must be wondering where on earth I am. If only I knew her surname I could try n get hold of her. All I’ve really got to go on is the note – i know she’s called either Liz or Lizzy, and that I was gonna to meet her at this UBI place at 8pm. It’s got a barman so must be a pub or bar or a restaurant I guess. There’s half a phone number and the beginning of an address – this mean anything to anyone? If I can find the place then maybe I can find the girl.
Anyone know anyone who knows a Liz, Lizzy or an Elizabeth? Pleeeaase forward this on if you do. Or know anywhere I can look online? I really really need some help – I’ve been staring round my room and the only thing I can think of to give away in return is my camcorder. It’s a Canon MD140 which is a goodie – worth about 200 quid. I hardly use it so it’s in mint condition, with all the booklets, cables etc. I’ve only got one so I guess I’ll give it to the first person who helps me find this lizzy girl. All I really need is a surname then I can probably do the rest myself, so just email me at jameshill83@gmail.com.
P.s. Promise I’ve got a reward, you can check out the legal bit here: http://jameshill83.wordpress.com/legal-stuff/
I’ve been rifling through the rest of my stuff from the cottage and I found a scrunched up piece of paper in one of my books. Is a bit weird – it’s in my handwriting…
EH??? I’m not the swish type to order champagne for no reason. And I know the words esto perpetua from a book I read once, it means forever. So who the hell is liz, or lizzy maybe, and why am I saying I want to be with her forever>?? And a RING? I feel weird even writing this and hopefully I’m totally over reacting, but doesn’t this seem a bit like I’m asking her to spend the rest of her life with me… was I proposing?????
We’ve got it, thank god! James Pate found a website that explains everything, take a look www.theiocollective.org Thanks so much to everyone else who tried to help too, I MASSIVELY appreciate it.
Glad to know I haven’t got involved in some freako cult. But the book I’m writing just seems crazier and crazier – either I got bored of the guy who writes his own future plot line or I was messing around with a few different ideas. This one seems much more interesting, just want my laptop back so I can read more.
There’s still so much I need to work out – where the rest of my stuff is, whether it was nicked or I lost it, who I met while I was away, what I was doing….
Anyway, I’ll keep you posted.
P.s. Was messing around with the camera, made this for a bit of help from YouTube. How many can you remember? If you get 20 I think you may just be a genius. Might test a few mates and see who’s the superbrain…
