climbing up the walls

so, it's just after ten o'clock (despite what the time on this post says - i'll have to look into that), been at work for an hour and already run out of stuff to do. the situation is not helped by having someone on my right who insists on eating really stinking bananas and someone on my left who will refuse to listen to anything other than shit like agadoo and rolf fucking harris - i dread the day i forget to bring my headphones in. now to start with, i have to admit i was quite fond of the idea of getting paid for doing fuck all except surfing the net (and reading my book when i can get away with it) but the novelty is definitely starting to wear off. there's only so many times a day you can look at BBC news when there's nothing much exciting going on in the world. with any luck there'll be some kind of momentous world event taking place later today which i can watch unfolding online. even better would be for something exciting to happen outside the window (which i must admit is more and more resembling prison bars recently), but seeing as nothing exciting has ever happened in north cheam this isn't really a likelihood. obviously it'd be unfortunate for whoever it was who's country was being 'liberated' live online, but if that's the price that has to be paid to stop me going loony tunes sat in front of a computer then so be it. it's going to be a long day.....

i haven't moved from the spot where u left me

needless to say, the re-appearance of this blog has not coincided with a sudden burst of inspiration on my part and a flurry of posts. so i suppose i should write something of interest today then. well i'm ill, so i may as well moan about that a bit. not that it's really worth moaning about. somehow it doesn't seem right, not to mention fair, to have a cold over the hottest weekend we've seen in a while. once i again i've chosen the option of ignoring it and hoping it'll go away (a trick i think i picked up from my mum ;) ). besides it wouldn't have gone down well at work if i'd phoned in sick after having a week off. therefore i've decided to share a healthy dose of my germs with the poor unfortunate people i work with. one thing i've noticed this time around is that rather than waking up in the middle of the night, sneezing and spluttering, i wake up and am unable to get to sleep until i sit up in be which, as soon as i do it, makes me burp and lets me fall back asleep. maybe i should donate myself to medical science? a handy way of supplimenting my measly income and meeting those nasty student loan repayment and being able to eat at the same time. i'm assuming they'd pay me - tho the use of the word donate makes me wonder. i may need to research this one a little. anyway, trusting in the all conquering power of lemsip i'll be back on here soon posting something a little more worth wasting your time reading.

third time lucky

well, this is, by my count, the third version of this site, and hopefully this time it'll stick around a bit longer. this time around i'm keeping things nice and simple, cos, i don't really need an all-singing, all-dancing extravaganza of a website, and i'd be kidded myself if i thought there were more than a few people looking at this thing. but anyway, here it is, and here we go. expect the same erratic posting patterns as displayed previously.