That was the week flying by. Can't believe it's 5 days since my last post. Dr whatshischops on Brain Training won't be happy with me either as I haven't trained my brain for a week.
Thank you all for your kinds words, and messages as to my whereabouts. I was inundated with emails /sarcasm
Been working too damned hard this week so my mood is less than stellar. Hence my need to take it out on the keyboard.
So I will start with a Fuuuuckkkk You, and work my way up.
The Boss, even whilst being away on holiday is still managing to fuck things up. The muppet, despite my strongest nightly prayers is still 'working' for us. And i've had more work this past week than I have all year.
Still, as from next Monday i'll be starting the big 2 week countdown until I start my holiday. And i'm more than ready for a few weeks of constant binging and nightly piss ups. The spare room is chocca with Christmas goodies. I've pretty much done my present buying. Thanks in no small part to Amazon.co.uk.
So now it's t-minus 18 days and counting.
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Saturday, November 25, 2006
I didn't think this week could drum up any more madness until I went round to my parents house to find that my mum had taken a tumble in town and knocked her front teeth out!
She felt very self conscious and I tried not to look. But it really shook me up. It shows that my parents are vulnerable. Especially my mum. And that it's slowly heading towards the time where I have to look out for them.
I'm probably making them sound a lot older than they actually are. Which isn't really the point I'm trying to make. But it's one of those things you don't consider until something like this happens.
Both my parents are fighting fit, my dad goes flying every moment he can. My mum travels to her mother's house for visits. But it shows, all it needs is one trip, one tumble.
I know it can happen to anybody at anytime of life. But they're my parents. They're my life. Even though i'm going on 37 they're a big part of me.
I know i'm settled in my own home with Zara and have our own life going on. But I sometimes wonder how vulnerable I will feel when I don't have my parents to turn to for guidance. Or just a shoulder to cry on.
If I can lose my brother before he managed to turn 30, then whose to say I can't lose my parents before their time either.
Damn, this is a depressing post.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
If you think you're having a crappy time of your life, then think again. If you've not heard of the Darwin Awards then go here. It'll make you smile about your own little life if nothing else!
The following mind-boggling attempt at a crime spree in Washington, DC appeared to be the robber's first (and last), due to his lack of a previous record of violence, and his terminally stupid choices:
1. His target was H&J Leather & Firearms, A gun shop specializing in handguns.
2. The shop was full of customers - firearms customers.
3. To enter the shop, the robber had to step around a marked police patrol car parked at the front door.
4. A uniformed officer was standing at the counter, having coffee before work. Upon seeing the officer, the would-be robber announced a hold-up,and fired a few wild shots from a target pistol. The officer and a clerk promptly returned fire, the police officer with a 9mm Glock 17, the clerk with a .50 Desert Eagle, assisted by several customers who also drew their guns, several of whom also fired. The robber was pronounced dead at the scene by paramedics. Crime scene investigators located 47 expended cartridge cases in the shop. The subsequent autopsy revealed 23 gunshot wounds. Ballistics identified rounds from 7 different weapons. No one else was hurt in the exchange of fire.
Overzealous zookeeper Friedrich Riesfeldt (Paderborn, Germany) fed his constipated elephant Stefan 22 doses of animal laxative and more than a bushel of berries, figs and prunes before the plugged-up pachyderm finally let it fly, and suffocated the keeper under 200 pounds of poop!
Investigators say ill-fated Friedrich, 46, was attempting to give the ailing elephant an olive oil enema when the relieved beast unloaded on him. "The sheer force of the elephant's unexpected defecation knocked Mr. Riesfeldt to the ground, where he struck his head on a rock and lay unconscious as the elephant continued to evacuate his bowels on top of him" said flabbergasted Paderborn police detective Erik Dern. With no one there to help him, he lay under all that dung for at least an hour before a watchman came along. During that time he suffocated.
It seems to be just one of those freak accidents that proves that "Sh!t happens!"
at 9:21 pm
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Four weeks to go.
Four weeks until I finish work for Christmas.
Four weeks until I can stay in bed 24/7 out of this damn cold horrible weather and do nothing except play on my DS until the Wii arrives and then I'll have to get out of bed....
A big thank you to both Deanna and Carto for making me feel slightly better about the workrat situation. Only slightly better though. I always have to feel a little guilty about something.
Speaking of Carto, I got myself a new DS game yesterday. Ok, it was a tenuous link at best. So now i've been playing Animal Crossing like mad. I'm addicted already, and have managed to get Zara hooked too. Which didn't take very long this morning and meant my DS was hijacked to the point that the battery was dying.
So that'll be another friend code i'll have to add to the right hand side of this blog.
Hopefully it'll keep me going until our Wii arrives. Which won't be in the first batch destined for delivery on the 8 Dec...damnit. Still, gotta be better than following the sheep and buying a PS3 on ebay for at least 5 times the RRP...suckers.
Ok, enough of the boring geekdom I hear someone cry.
Which doesn't leave me with much to blog about. No doubt the ensuing week will kick up something to rant about as 'the muppet' attempts to do either himself or someone else some damage carrying glass around the factory.
Makes the day more....interesting.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
I'm ok now. I always feel ok with the world when i'm safe in my own home. With the curtains closed and the doors locked on these cold nights.
But out in the real world I don't often feel in control.
I'm weak willed
An animal has probably died because of me, and I hate myself for it.
We have a rat at work, or rats. Or something that's chewing the cables and eating the left over food we discard.
I suggested a humane trap.
I just didn't hammer the point home that this was the right thing to do.
I was weak.
Pest control was brought in.
Poison was put down.
Now there is no sign of the little furry critter.
I had been putting bits of crisps down in my work room. And by morning these had been eaten.
So now the little guy is gone. And it's all down to me.
Our workplace had bought mousetraps. Mousetraps for fuck sake!
It'll maim it I said.
So I made sure I was the last to leave, and then made sure the traps didn't do any kind of damage.
So then the poison was put down.
And I did nothing.
I felt like I could do nothing.
I might as well have put the poison down myself.
I'm sorry to the little fella who had the misfortune to think our workplace was a safe refuge from the cold world.
But I guess at least he ate well whilst he stayed in my work room.
I'm just weak.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Never thought i'd say it, but finally the weekend is over.
It was 2 days of taking the wrong route on any decision.
If i'd gone to work on Saturday I wouldn't have wrecked my back helping with the pets.
If i'd gone and had my bath straight aways and not helped Zara in the kitchen we wouldn't have argued when we did and have a night feeling miserable.
Amazing, and quite scary how one little change in direction can set the whole of your day in a different light.
Wow, well there's my deep n meaningful moment out the way for today.
I've done my good deed for the day. A fly landed in my bathwater, so I fished it out and now it's sat next to me drying.
I really am a soft sod.
I might put the hair dryer on it in a while to help it out.
So I had a 'i hate my job' kinda day today. Which probably isn't helping my mood any, along with my back.
I need a break. Christmas is starting to take way too long to get here now. I've had enough of this year.
I need it to be in 5 weeks time, right now. 18th December. Happy Birthday brother. You would be. Should be 34. I start to get anxious, although really it's just another day.
But it's not.
Ok, I really don't know where i'm going with this train of thought. My head is all jumbled up.
So i'll leave it there.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
The end of another funny day.
A day of fun, laughter, arguing and stony silence.
Life would be so boring if it was any other way.
Finally gotten round to pre-ordering our Wii.
Now it's just the long wait until 8th December, and then hope we're in the first batch to be sent out.
I'm no good at waiting.
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Well. It looks like my posts have been missed considering all the subtle...and not so subtle messages i've been getting.
You know who you are!
I must admit I didn't realise how few times I was posting until I looked at the number of posts I made in january (40) and the number of posts I made last month (18). Less than half!
Which is quite amazing considering the amount of times the new guy at work pisses me off. Who from now on I shall refer to as 'muppet'
Who by now has had his stitches out from the time last week where he nearly lost his life and ended up with...er...6 stitches.
Yeah, cry me a river you wuss.
We've all been there. It's the joys with working with glass. Anyway, I found this amazing website where you can rant anonymously about a fellow coworker, and send them an email...so I guess I know where i'll be going next!
And no, muppet. After telling you I have stuff like Iron Maiden, Nine Inch Nails and the like on my Ipod I don't like Michael fucking Jackson...sigh.
So, anyway. We all survived bonfire night. Miaow got a little spooked, but that's it over for another year. Yay.
Apart from that a pretty uneventful weekend. Apart from making Zara cry in the middle of Tesco. And then getting hateful looks off all the women in the store.
What a bastard I am.
Ok, I don't think I made her cry. She was in a mood. I was in a mood. Words were said. Tears were shed. It was just a whole mood thing.
So here I lay..in the bath, of course cos it's damn cold everywhere else in the house. Relaxed. Calm. Serene.
It'll soon be Christmas.
Oh yeah, and finally. For anybody who's as addicted to their DS as me. I'm gonna start putting my friend code on the right hand side. But for now here's the only came i've got with a friend code. Mario Kart DS 073096 316837.
Hope to see you on the track.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Wow, friday already.
My posts are getting less and less I know. But I have a very good reason for that.
I don't know if i'm just getting bored with the whole blogging thing. Or i'm just too busy, well I mean the new series' of Stargate are on so that's Wednesday out the way completely.
And work is going...ok. I'm slightly detatched from the daily crisis going on around me in the knowledge that I'm getting extra money elsewhere with the possibility of it becoming a full time job. Maybe.
Time will tell. But all this extra cash does mean I can look forward to what free time I do have being spent infront of my DS or the impending purchase of our Wii. Must pre-order, must pre-order.
My brain age is currently 27 if anyone cares.
So it's good to know my mental state is quite young even if bodily I feel 90. Although I blame the weather on that.
Too. Damn, Cold.
For anybody, like me, who grew up in the 80s smoking, drinking and longing to have sex with anyone who vaguely showed and interest then this youtube video is for you.
Although it show none of the above it does show the items we grew up with and the things we saw on tv. A time when chocolate bars had proper names.
So enjoy. And i'll try and post more often.
Although I can't guarantee it'll be interesting, or make much sense as my brain tends to regress to that of a child the nearer to Christmas it gets.