Archive for June, 2006
Just had a good look at the garden….Holy Shit! Erm, weeds? Yes, dead plants? A few, the lawn is not only growing up it’s growing outwards, amongst the beds. This garden is my Mum’s pride and joy and under the current circumstances it would have been best to keep it under control. My Nephew had the job of watering and I haven’t seen him for dust, maybe he thought he could have had water fights with the hosepipe. Currently here in the south of England there is a hosepipe ban, I think that means you’re not allowed to use one as apposed to actually own one, there hasn’t been a national hosepipe amnesty enforced by the police for as long as I can remember. So I’ve been popping round with a watering can when I have the time. This weekend looks like it will be out in the sunshine in shorts, gardening…Wahey!
June 30th, 2006
OK, time to add an entry to my blog, before it all goes tits up again!!! I’d changed all the attributes to the files on my webserver all to the same value not realising there were different attributes for various files, I did this as I feared someone might infiltrate my blog and write something of interest, what I did was intended to close all the files and set them to read only, which worked except not even I could get in there and the web page threw up some bizarre error message. After minutes of fiddling swapping files from an archive I have on my hard drive, I consulted the powers of the insurmountable Chain. Actually it was him who pointed out the error whilst I was buggering it all up in the first place, good timing. Well it’s all back now and as I sit here with the side of my face throbbing like a…large thing that throbs alot, I consider the consequences of my actions over the past 2 weeks…and I chuckle.
Wimbledon Tennis this week, which I can watch, I’m not addicted to it to the point where I have to watch game after game, but I do like to have it on in the background. Unlike football that just irritates me beyond control, if I walk into a pub and a football game is on, not world cup tho btw but some dreary league game on a dismal sunday afternoon, with a group of smelly old men sitting at the bar staring in silence, one hand on thigh, the other gripping a pint of bitter still on the bar, I’d leave. Dunno what it is about football that really cheeses me off…not cheesey footballs surely?
On another note I am now actively seeking employment and will be going for what I want to do as apposed to what pays well. No point in a good salary if you dread getting up to earn it. I’ll leave it there otherwise the post will get too long, it’s already boring and will gradually deteriorate from here i’m sure.
June 29th, 2006
AAAARRRGGGHHH!!!!
June 28th, 2006
Please ignore this as I’m sure you were going to anyway.
June 27th, 2006
Currently a bizarre set of circumstances are influencing my way of being at the moment, I wont go into reasons otherwise I might as well publish it in softback. Having said that though, I know can’t think of what I should write now…Bit of a non-event I spose, highlight being Friday night chatting to Cam, very much on my level and makes me realise how really wierd I am! Or not so, as the case may be, depending on where you are spectating from.
One episode that has stuck in my mind this week, except the Jehova’s…An old mate jogging along the seafront, exit the vehicle to say hello… “Hi Dean, how you doing mate?!”
Answer as he continues jogging on, “Alot better than you by the looks.” Hmmmm Comments more than welcome.
American History X Quote:
It’s always best to end with a quote. There is always someone else who has always said it better so it cannot be topped.
We are not enimies but friends, we must not be enimies, though passion is strength we must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell, and again touched…but sureley they will be, by the better angels of our nature…
June 24th, 2006
Well…the fact is at the moment I feel quite mortal, my auntie has passed away who I loved very much, more so my Mother who was closer than anyone to her is devastated…These things are sent to test us, life is not necessarily cruel as we know what to expect most of the time, we are given fair warning, but that cannot fill the void, memories are all that remain I believe this is how people live on. But there is a higher state of conciousness that pisses all over what we think we know, it’s whether it’s available to you and me when we die. Bizzarely had some Jehova’s Witnesses at the door this morning, actually caught me in the wrong mood, rather than tell them to bog off I engaged in conversation about the moon being hollow and the reason for perfectly round craters…as they showed exerpts from the Bible and trying to convert me….HAHA…They would have a task in hand there. I politely explained my differences and the dissapeared Watchtower in hand.
On a lighter note, saturday eveing went very well… Guitar hero, singstar and dance mat mayhem ruled the night…
Must admit I lost control of my fingers towards the end as Chain forced me to drink a rather potent red wine…;)
June 20th, 2006
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