useless
Wed., November 30, 12:10 PM
I have been told recently that my blogging is *&^%$£ crap. Why? because I am lazy and useless at updating. When I think of things to write I am usually at work and dont have time to write it down. As soon as I sit in front of the pooter screen, my mind is blank. Blankety blankety blank blank blank.
So some random thoughts. Enjoy Vegas blog drunk weekend thingy without me. Next time I will plan and budget better. I cant go because my money from my seperation hasnt come thru because (to cut a long story short) it took too long to get it all signed sealed and delivered. So much for express mail Royal Mail! thats the last time I fork out an insane price for an express package, there is no such thing. It took the same time as an ordinary letter.
Gerorge Best, you may have been a great footballer, but WHAT A WASTE OF A LIVER!. How would you feel if it was your sons liver that was donated to a twat that couldnt stop drinking.
R.I.P Stan Berenstain. I loved the Berenstain bears, I think I still have one of the books somewhere. It was a very american concept to me as we dont have bears in NZ and fall? Its Autumn. But throughly enjoyable and educational books.
Another friend went back to NZ the other day. The 2 friends I made in Woking have deserted me. Do I smell? The whole packing, storing furniture, cleaning flat caused her to be the biggest stress monkey ever. After many pleading phone calls and texts, I am now looking after a lava lamp, trivial pursuit game, 4 extra pillows and a queen sized duvet to drape over a single bed. I drew the line at another pooter, large and bulky clothes airers but was disappointed I couldnt house the car. As much as I dont really need a car in this country, it would have been handy over the winter while she is away.
Also people have started asking me when I am going home. I really must smell, I've only been here 6 months!. I have not made any decision on that, I have several options available.
Old Boys. It was great fun. To my non-UK readers, Stan went to a military school in Dover and every rememberance weekend (this is a great site aimed at kids that explains it all in a nutshell) they have a reunion. Photos here, i think there is one or two of me in there somewhere.
Highlights from the wekend for me was meeting and crashing with Jen and Mike X and 2 dogs and putting faces to names. Dover itself is nothing to get excited about but the castle does look lovely lit up at night. No Eric I wasnt drunk, was too busy talking and sending wandering hands back to their owners.
Danish cannon fodder. They are just babies.