Well, the joy of essays? There are none. I've spent the last few weeks since we got back from France working away on a couple and they're both virtually finished - well one is away and marked, the other just has to be typed up but it is written. I know that the end result will all be worth it, but finding the time to sit down and do these things is nigh on impossible. But such is life.
As a reward to myself, I've been getting some new tunes - Mumford & Sons is a new favourite as are Bad Religion - a band I realy should have been listening to for years! Finally got some more Mogwai stuff and some Tom Petty albums. So I'm a happy boy.
I'm also giving serious consideration to a bit of job-hunting. I had hoped to stick out the place I'm in for a while, until I finished my OU course, but to be honest, it's driving me slowly insane.
Starting, slowly but surely, to get some exercise in. Bit of badminton last week and hopefully get the bike out the shed this week to, for a wee trip along the canal.
Last, butby no means least, the Saab is started and the tyre that kept going flat appears to not be. Gonna try a wee run in it this evening and see how that goes.
This blog was written to the sounds of Recipe for Hate by Bad Religion.
Tuesday 3 August 2010
Tuesday 27 July 2010
My first blog
Well, I've threatened this for a while and, as I don't have too much to do, I though I better start. When I say not too much, that's a bare-faced lie. I have mountains of things to do, the majority of them far more important than this, but hey-ho.
The first thing I suppose folk should know about me is that I'm not grumpy. Some people think I am, but they are wrong. This is a theme, people around me being wrong. See, I have opinions, which are right, but not everyone agrees with them - I then point out that they're wrong and voila - I'm apparently grumpy.
Second thing - I'm married to a wonderful woman whose mission in life appears to be maintaining my blood pressure at a level just below that where my heart will explode out of my chest. I have two boys, whose mission appears on a par with that of their mothers'. As for the dog, well the less said the better.
Im currently doing a couple of Open Uni courses, an Intro to Counselling, which I'm just coming to the end of and an Intro to Social Sciences, for which I have an essay due. Today. I shall start that shortly. I work as a support worker, supporting adults with learning disabilities. My colleagues are idiots. All of them.
Well, that's this one done I think, who really knows when I'll do another, maybe later today, maybe in three years time. Now to try and figure out how to share this with the world.
This blog was composed to the sounds of Rumours by Fleetwood Mac
The first thing I suppose folk should know about me is that I'm not grumpy. Some people think I am, but they are wrong. This is a theme, people around me being wrong. See, I have opinions, which are right, but not everyone agrees with them - I then point out that they're wrong and voila - I'm apparently grumpy.
Second thing - I'm married to a wonderful woman whose mission in life appears to be maintaining my blood pressure at a level just below that where my heart will explode out of my chest. I have two boys, whose mission appears on a par with that of their mothers'. As for the dog, well the less said the better.
Im currently doing a couple of Open Uni courses, an Intro to Counselling, which I'm just coming to the end of and an Intro to Social Sciences, for which I have an essay due. Today. I shall start that shortly. I work as a support worker, supporting adults with learning disabilities. My colleagues are idiots. All of them.
Well, that's this one done I think, who really knows when I'll do another, maybe later today, maybe in three years time. Now to try and figure out how to share this with the world.
This blog was composed to the sounds of Rumours by Fleetwood Mac
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