I have finished eating a very nice afternoon meal. Consisting of Avacado, chicken, a couple bagels and houmous. Washed down with a nice cup of tea, it is indeed a splendid way to wrap up an afternoon.
Yum.
My folks are driving me up the wall at the moment, in fact they've been doing it for years. Saying one thing and doing another.
An example. I asked my dad yonks ago about a specific computer that I wanted to buy. He knows a lot about computers. He just shot down my idea then and there. Said it wasn't worth it.
A while later, a lot later, my dad tellls me about te computer my youngest brother has bought. Guess which one it was? The one I asked him about.
What did my dad have to say about it. Only good things. He couldn't have spoken more highly about. Hang on a minute, wasn't that the same one I asked you about I thought to myself.
Indeed it was. One of many glaring irks with me old man.
Now me muver.
She demands and asks that everything be tidy, however, it's cluttered with all her stuff. I leave no mess lying around. Everything of mine, bar xbox and a few plants, are in my room. Well out of the way.
She has tonnes of stuff all over the place, but is quite happy to ignore it all. Even though it gets in the way. She has a blind spot to it.
Right, that's as much of a rant I'm going to allow myself. I am very cross with my parents and I've never felt or been allowed to expres myself to them. They just fire it back and claim the parental tower of rightness to their cause. Even though that has nothing to do with it.
I'm getting very close to wanting to find my own place. However, rent at home is much cheaper than else where. I will have to put up with their flaws a little while longer.
Blimey they make me so cross. I'm fuming inside.
Thursday, 5 July 2007
Wednesday, 4 July 2007
I've got to get this off my chest before I head off.
It's not out over here in London untill the 27th of this month.
ARGH! I'm gonna explode.
I want to see the Transformers movie.
ARGH! I'm gonna explode.
I want to see the Transformers movie.
I doubt myself.
Sometimes I do. I wonder if my direction I'm going is the one I should be going on. Although if I were to give myself or another person advice on the subject it would probably be around the lines of "don't worry, no one cannot not be doing what they're meant to be doing, such a thing would seem silly to me".
Birds have wings, they fly, I have legs I walk and run. It's normal, you've got what you have, whether brain or body, it enables you to do what you do.
Seems obvious really.
Although that would encompass all the positives and the negatives. Such is life.
I hate picking myself to bits, I think I'm the kind of person who needs a good hundred years of living before I can vanquish most of these negatives from my person. However, I'm probably only going to make it to around my mid seventies.
So, another 40 to 45 more summers and winters to get myself ship shape as they say.
Just 45 summers left on planet earth. Not a lot really.
All that asside, gym is going well. It's a little bit easier than it was and I leave it feeling energised afterwards. It's all good and I'm looking forward to tomorrow. It should also boost those healthy optimistic brain chemicals as exercise is a good way to treat depression and feeling low.
Did I mention I changed my hours? I'll be working every other weekend, which means getting the other off. So I can actually do things on the weekend as opposed to just having a day off to fart about
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE REST OF MY POST?!?!?! I published it and it's been half eaten by something!!!
I'd finished on a happy note. Bum. Flippin, whatever it was. Darn gremlins in the machine. Oh foof. I can't be bovered to type it all again.
Here's the brief version.
Change hours. Work weekend, one off. Make whole day extra pay. (Thanks sunday) Sundays pay for gym. Gym make me feel good. Happy happy. Lots of money. Doing stuff.
So make more of good things in my life and something something.
Oh, I hate it when technology goes Pffft!
Birds have wings, they fly, I have legs I walk and run. It's normal, you've got what you have, whether brain or body, it enables you to do what you do.
Seems obvious really.
Although that would encompass all the positives and the negatives. Such is life.
I hate picking myself to bits, I think I'm the kind of person who needs a good hundred years of living before I can vanquish most of these negatives from my person. However, I'm probably only going to make it to around my mid seventies.
So, another 40 to 45 more summers and winters to get myself ship shape as they say.
Just 45 summers left on planet earth. Not a lot really.
All that asside, gym is going well. It's a little bit easier than it was and I leave it feeling energised afterwards. It's all good and I'm looking forward to tomorrow. It should also boost those healthy optimistic brain chemicals as exercise is a good way to treat depression and feeling low.
Did I mention I changed my hours? I'll be working every other weekend, which means getting the other off. So I can actually do things on the weekend as opposed to just having a day off to fart about
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE REST OF MY POST?!?!?! I published it and it's been half eaten by something!!!
I'd finished on a happy note. Bum. Flippin, whatever it was. Darn gremlins in the machine. Oh foof. I can't be bovered to type it all again.
Here's the brief version.
Change hours. Work weekend, one off. Make whole day extra pay. (Thanks sunday) Sundays pay for gym. Gym make me feel good. Happy happy. Lots of money. Doing stuff.
So make more of good things in my life and something something.
Oh, I hate it when technology goes Pffft!
Tuesday, 3 July 2007
Horoscope, for tomorrow before bed.
Things don't always fall perfectly into place. Opportunities don't always line up just as we want them to. The 'flow' has a way of flowing away from us, just when we are getting used to being in it. But, then, just as tides come in and go back out again, so changes will change again if only you can bring yourself to wait long enough. Something left your life some while ago. You miss it, but you doubt it will ever return. Guess what. It is on its way back. And as it arrives, much will start to work out perfectly.
Hmm, I wonder what that may refer to. My thoughts wander along a pre-wondered path, but life happens as it happens.
But then, I will remind myself I am in control of my life, to some extent.
Anyway, night night...
Hmm, I wonder what that may refer to. My thoughts wander along a pre-wondered path, but life happens as it happens.
But then, I will remind myself I am in control of my life, to some extent.
Anyway, night night...
Grr...
The earliest showing times I can find for the transformers movie is on the 15th all the way up in Gateshead, North England.
Then it shows from the 27th onward in London as far as I can garner running around the web.
Another 24 day wait for me.
I think I might explode.
Then it shows from the 27th onward in London as far as I can garner running around the web.
Another 24 day wait for me.
I think I might explode.
Monday, 2 July 2007
Writing mood.
It's on vacation.
Probably because I'm quite tired (5:15am starts take it out of me) and would like to head to bed soon. It's about 8pm and the weather's gone to heck. Rain, wind and heavy dark grey overcast clouds. Bleurgh.
Although it's my day off tomorrow. So I don't care.
Also...
1 day 9 hours 55 minutes 25 seconds untill the Transformers movie comes out. (Accurate when I wrote this)
I remember when that said 90 days.
Time does fly. I like it when stuff I like happens. It's nice. I cannot wait!!!
Probably because I'm quite tired (5:15am starts take it out of me) and would like to head to bed soon. It's about 8pm and the weather's gone to heck. Rain, wind and heavy dark grey overcast clouds. Bleurgh.
Although it's my day off tomorrow. So I don't care.
Also...
1 day 9 hours 55 minutes 25 seconds untill the Transformers movie comes out. (Accurate when I wrote this)
I remember when that said 90 days.
Time does fly. I like it when stuff I like happens. It's nice. I cannot wait!!!
Saturday, 30 June 2007
Tomorrow is Sunday.
Even though today is very much rain day. As we're in the middle of one of the wetest times in a very very long time.
Things are always changing and they cannot remain the same forever.
I'll carry this on with my horoscope, I'm finding it hard to get my set off point for my writing.
Wow, that surprised me, I flipped back to my horoscope and it changed from the weekend one to the week ahead. I wasn't expecting that. Anyway, thanks to Jonathan Cainer for the horoscope.
"Your Week Ahead: Some people put a big sign on their door saying, 'Beware of the dog'. When you get close you discover that the dog in question is not some half-crazed wolf-beast, but a miniature poodle. Most of us, one way or another, have a bark that is far worse than our bite. You have lately spent a great deal of time and energy worrying about some enormous monster with ferocious fangs. You have, indeed, seen a warning but you have overreacted to it. Neither a person, nor a situation, is as ferocious as you fear. During July, as you receive fresh reassurance, you begin to adjust to life without a sense of menace in the background."
Very true. Very very true. I also hope the last bit proves to be true.
I am my own worst enemy at times. It doesn't require another person to put me down and out. I can be quite capable all on my own. I pick at all the small points and hack myself apart.
I was sat on the train yesterday on the verge of a panick attack, and I mean on the verge. I'm very experienced with that aspect of my life now and can keep it under control. Years ago I would have flipped out. But now, it's easier than it was. even if still as daunting...
Hey, good news. To change the topic suddenly and in that badly written way which should be avoided, subjects should blend together to form a coherent path from a to z.
So anyway, great news in fact.
I am due to receive a pay rise. At the end of next month and it's to be "quite a bit" as my line manager said.
Oh, by the way, slightly better news than that too! In fact, double bubble fantastic news.
I am due to get another pay rise at the end of november (I think).
Two pay rises. Yes. TWO.
My work times have also changed once more. I will be doing every other sunday and getting every other saturday off.
Sunday is pay and a half, so, two sundays worked means one day extra pay. Which, conveiniently enough will pay for my new gym memebership for every month, for the months to come.
Keeping in mind the pay rise will mean I earn a little bit more for the time and a half so I will still come away from gym membership with a load of cash.
I couldn't believe it when she told me I'd be getting two pay rises. I still can't. It's going to be so bloody helpfull.
Such great news.
I have another thing that I want to do. But I want to keep it under my belt. It's one of those maybe will happen things. If it does, I'll write about it. But I don't want to set myself up for a fall. So I'll keep this light under my hat. I don't want it to go "foof!" in the light of day.
I hope something can bounce off of this. My little thing. I need it. Materially things are looking rosey. There's other things I want to address in my life.
Anyway. I'll write more later.
It's Sunday tomorrow and guess what? I don't need to wake up to an alram clock!!!
W o n d e r f u l . . .
Things are always changing and they cannot remain the same forever.
I'll carry this on with my horoscope, I'm finding it hard to get my set off point for my writing.
Wow, that surprised me, I flipped back to my horoscope and it changed from the weekend one to the week ahead. I wasn't expecting that. Anyway, thanks to Jonathan Cainer for the horoscope.
"Your Week Ahead: Some people put a big sign on their door saying, 'Beware of the dog'. When you get close you discover that the dog in question is not some half-crazed wolf-beast, but a miniature poodle. Most of us, one way or another, have a bark that is far worse than our bite. You have lately spent a great deal of time and energy worrying about some enormous monster with ferocious fangs. You have, indeed, seen a warning but you have overreacted to it. Neither a person, nor a situation, is as ferocious as you fear. During July, as you receive fresh reassurance, you begin to adjust to life without a sense of menace in the background."
Very true. Very very true. I also hope the last bit proves to be true.
I am my own worst enemy at times. It doesn't require another person to put me down and out. I can be quite capable all on my own. I pick at all the small points and hack myself apart.
I was sat on the train yesterday on the verge of a panick attack, and I mean on the verge. I'm very experienced with that aspect of my life now and can keep it under control. Years ago I would have flipped out. But now, it's easier than it was. even if still as daunting...
Hey, good news. To change the topic suddenly and in that badly written way which should be avoided, subjects should blend together to form a coherent path from a to z.
So anyway, great news in fact.
I am due to receive a pay rise. At the end of next month and it's to be "quite a bit" as my line manager said.
Oh, by the way, slightly better news than that too! In fact, double bubble fantastic news.
I am due to get another pay rise at the end of november (I think).
Two pay rises. Yes. TWO.
My work times have also changed once more. I will be doing every other sunday and getting every other saturday off.
Sunday is pay and a half, so, two sundays worked means one day extra pay. Which, conveiniently enough will pay for my new gym memebership for every month, for the months to come.
Keeping in mind the pay rise will mean I earn a little bit more for the time and a half so I will still come away from gym membership with a load of cash.
I couldn't believe it when she told me I'd be getting two pay rises. I still can't. It's going to be so bloody helpfull.
Such great news.
I have another thing that I want to do. But I want to keep it under my belt. It's one of those maybe will happen things. If it does, I'll write about it. But I don't want to set myself up for a fall. So I'll keep this light under my hat. I don't want it to go "foof!" in the light of day.
I hope something can bounce off of this. My little thing. I need it. Materially things are looking rosey. There's other things I want to address in my life.
Anyway. I'll write more later.
It's Sunday tomorrow and guess what? I don't need to wake up to an alram clock!!!
W o n d e r f u l . . .
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