The start of another working week. And with nothing to look forward to, its just a succession of get up, go to work, come home, go to bed. Am I wrong to want to have something each week to really look forward to? I know a lot of people would say "you're lucky, you have a family to come home to, a nice home" etc. etc. and dont get me wrong, I do feel lucky to have all that - but isn't life that little bit better when you have a real highlight each week, something to work towards? Im not being selfish, I know I have more in my life than a lot of people, but I think it's nice to have something each week that makes you think "Yeah, lookin' forward to that".
For example, this week, I have the following on:
Today work, tonight taking Jake to his weekly Watford football training.
Tomorrow work, tomorrow night nowt.
Wednesday work, Wednesday night nada.
Thursday work, Thursday night football (ok, this is a good thing, but I do it so often its not really something to get over excited about)
Friday work, Friday night nuffin'.
See what I mean?
I dont want people reading this post and saying stuff like "then arrange something for yourself" or "you're doin more than me!" because thats not the point Im trying to make. Im just trying to say, I think the week is better when there is a real highlight in it. Thats all.
Anyway, whatever you're doing with your week, have a good Monday.
Soundtrack of the day: "Going For Gold" by Shed Seven.
Monday, 29 October 2007
Saturday, 27 October 2007
Saturday lunchtime
Sitting here, its a bit miserable out, but its nice and warm in my lounge watching football drinkin cider. Jake had a good training session this morning, and I think this evening we're having dinner with my parents for my birthday, so a relaxing day and night ahead.
Jake has a match tomorrow morning, and then all I've got to worry about is making sure I have some shirts ironed for the week.
Didnt do much last night - had a couple of glasses of good wine, watched a bit of tv, and that was it. DEFINITELY getting older!
Thing is, after a little bit of alcohol, in the warm, its so tempting to snooze for a little while... as nice as that is, it would mean I wouldn't sleep later. And its the sort of thing old people do!
Anyway, short post today as there's not much going on, but thank you to all the people who wished me a happy birthday.
Have a good rest of the weekend people...
Jake has a match tomorrow morning, and then all I've got to worry about is making sure I have some shirts ironed for the week.
Didnt do much last night - had a couple of glasses of good wine, watched a bit of tv, and that was it. DEFINITELY getting older!
Thing is, after a little bit of alcohol, in the warm, its so tempting to snooze for a little while... as nice as that is, it would mean I wouldn't sleep later. And its the sort of thing old people do!
Anyway, short post today as there's not much going on, but thank you to all the people who wished me a happy birthday.
Have a good rest of the weekend people...
Friday, 26 October 2007
Another day... another year
Friday at last. I've had this stinking cold all week, so Im looking forward to the end of the day so I can go home and be ill properly.
And yes, another year older today. 35. F*ck me. I know it sounds daft, but I feel no different to when I was 21... alright, my hair is disappearing and changing colour, my body mass has increased slightly, I ache more, it takes longer for my body to get going in the morning, hangovers make me feel like I've died after something had crawled into my mouth, shat, then died... but inside my own little head, I really feel no different. So happy birthday to me, you old bastard.
We've had new lights put in at the office. Before, we had the normal yellowish strip lights in the ceiling - but they've been replaced by these new bright white ones. I walked in this morning, it was like walking into a hospital. I expected a load of people to be running around shouting "STAT!" and "Get The Crash Cart" and stuff. And my it makes my skin look a very nasty pasty shade, like I've been living in a basement for 5 years.
Anyway, have a good Friday, and if I dont get to post, a good weekend. If you're having a drink later, raise a glass to me and think of my poor body aging like a old piece of fruit... slowly, making it go soft and squidgy, and smelling badly. Peace.
And yes, another year older today. 35. F*ck me. I know it sounds daft, but I feel no different to when I was 21... alright, my hair is disappearing and changing colour, my body mass has increased slightly, I ache more, it takes longer for my body to get going in the morning, hangovers make me feel like I've died after something had crawled into my mouth, shat, then died... but inside my own little head, I really feel no different. So happy birthday to me, you old bastard.
We've had new lights put in at the office. Before, we had the normal yellowish strip lights in the ceiling - but they've been replaced by these new bright white ones. I walked in this morning, it was like walking into a hospital. I expected a load of people to be running around shouting "STAT!" and "Get The Crash Cart" and stuff. And my it makes my skin look a very nasty pasty shade, like I've been living in a basement for 5 years.
Anyway, have a good Friday, and if I dont get to post, a good weekend. If you're having a drink later, raise a glass to me and think of my poor body aging like a old piece of fruit... slowly, making it go soft and squidgy, and smelling badly. Peace.
Wednesday, 24 October 2007
Airport Scrum
Something that winds me up, but shouldn't really... in fact, it winds me up but I also find it amusing.
You're at the airport, sitting at your gate waiting to board. You have your seat allocation (if you're like me, you like sitting near the front of the plane, so say you're in row 2). The gate monkey comes onto the PA and says "Good morning, welcome to blah blah airlines. We would now like to invite people seated through rows 27 to 20 to board. Thank you". Cue mass surge toward the gate entrance. Its almost as though people think "Got to get on the plane, it'll go without me!" or "Must get a seat, I dont wanna stand for the whole flight!" I mean, people, its not a bus! You have a seat! Its NOT gonna taxi to take off without your fat pimply arse sat in your seat! And then every third person you hear "No madam, we're only boarding rows 27 to 20, not row 8 yet, please step back until we call your row". The PA announcement was clear enough for you to hear it calling you, so why didnt you hear it was NOT your row yet? I must admit, during my early years of flying, I was one of those sheep that jumped up and tried to board (although I wasn't THAT bad - I did wait for my row to be called) but now I try and be the last person on - I sit, and watch, and laugh at the mindless drones piling up round the gate and try and wait until the last second before I shift my bulk toward the gate entrance.
Just another little bit of life that is amusing, but can make me feel mild urgings to slaughter innocent people. (Just kiddin...)
Have a good Wednesday people.
You're at the airport, sitting at your gate waiting to board. You have your seat allocation (if you're like me, you like sitting near the front of the plane, so say you're in row 2). The gate monkey comes onto the PA and says "Good morning, welcome to blah blah airlines. We would now like to invite people seated through rows 27 to 20 to board. Thank you". Cue mass surge toward the gate entrance. Its almost as though people think "Got to get on the plane, it'll go without me!" or "Must get a seat, I dont wanna stand for the whole flight!" I mean, people, its not a bus! You have a seat! Its NOT gonna taxi to take off without your fat pimply arse sat in your seat! And then every third person you hear "No madam, we're only boarding rows 27 to 20, not row 8 yet, please step back until we call your row". The PA announcement was clear enough for you to hear it calling you, so why didnt you hear it was NOT your row yet? I must admit, during my early years of flying, I was one of those sheep that jumped up and tried to board (although I wasn't THAT bad - I did wait for my row to be called) but now I try and be the last person on - I sit, and watch, and laugh at the mindless drones piling up round the gate and try and wait until the last second before I shift my bulk toward the gate entrance.
Just another little bit of life that is amusing, but can make me feel mild urgings to slaughter innocent people. (Just kiddin...)
Have a good Wednesday people.
Friday, 19 October 2007
Late post
A late one tonight - but Im happy, coz I've killed, destroyed, expunged, removed and otherwise dumped Windows Vista. Windows XP is running lovely. Im sitting here getting all my bookmarks up to date, and watching Grosse Point Blanke (one of my favourite films) and life is cool.
Also drinkin Magners with lots of ice.... niiiice.
More updates (maybe) over the weekend.
Peace
Also drinkin Magners with lots of ice.... niiiice.
More updates (maybe) over the weekend.
Peace
Friday at last
It seems like this week has dragged a bit... but we've made it to the weekend, I knew that, together, we could do it...
Its my in-laws 40th wedding anniversary this weekend, and thats about the extent of my plans. Im taking Jake to his second City game on Saturday - we're at home to Birmingham City, so hopefully it'll be three points with a convincing win. (But knowing my luck, it'll be the game that the bubble bursts at COMS!)
I played football last night, so was a bit tired this morning, and on the drive to work I was in that auto-pilot mode that Im sure you've all experienced... I was half way down the motorway before I really woke up, and that's frightening. I mean, I was driving carefully enough, and I was observant etc. but I had that scary feeling when you suddenly think "whoa... Im on my way to work here".
The journey from outside my house to where I was, was a blur. Who knows what I could have driven over, or into, or through... anyone else experience anything similar?
Anyway, what with no football for Jake tomorrow, I will get a little bit of a lie in to try and get some energy back.
Have a good weekend listeners, and if I can, I'll post via my new email method over the weekend. Via con dios.
Its my in-laws 40th wedding anniversary this weekend, and thats about the extent of my plans. Im taking Jake to his second City game on Saturday - we're at home to Birmingham City, so hopefully it'll be three points with a convincing win. (But knowing my luck, it'll be the game that the bubble bursts at COMS!)
I played football last night, so was a bit tired this morning, and on the drive to work I was in that auto-pilot mode that Im sure you've all experienced... I was half way down the motorway before I really woke up, and that's frightening. I mean, I was driving carefully enough, and I was observant etc. but I had that scary feeling when you suddenly think "whoa... Im on my way to work here".
The journey from outside my house to where I was, was a blur. Who knows what I could have driven over, or into, or through... anyone else experience anything similar?
Anyway, what with no football for Jake tomorrow, I will get a little bit of a lie in to try and get some energy back.
Have a good weekend listeners, and if I can, I'll post via my new email method over the weekend. Via con dios.
Thursday, 18 October 2007
A good morning
So far so good today - got stuck right into some code, listening to Stone Roses "Second Coming"... makes the day fly by, before I knew it it was 10.20.
Playing football tonight, so a chance to run this flabby body around a bit. Watched two episodes of one of my favourite shows last night - "Grumpy Old Men" - yes, those who know me know I should be starring on it, not just watching it, but thats why I like it so much - I find myself nodding, agreeing, laughing along and shouting things like "Damn right!" and "Hell yeah" at the TV.
Round my mates house tomorrow night (confirmed) to kill Windows Vista. So tonight and tomorrow night are taken care of.
As Im typing this, Im jamming along to the track "Driving South" - the Stone Roses really do rock. Peace all. More drivel soon...
Playing football tonight, so a chance to run this flabby body around a bit. Watched two episodes of one of my favourite shows last night - "Grumpy Old Men" - yes, those who know me know I should be starring on it, not just watching it, but thats why I like it so much - I find myself nodding, agreeing, laughing along and shouting things like "Damn right!" and "Hell yeah" at the TV.
Round my mates house tomorrow night (confirmed) to kill Windows Vista. So tonight and tomorrow night are taken care of.
As Im typing this, Im jamming along to the track "Driving South" - the Stone Roses really do rock. Peace all. More drivel soon...
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