Inappropiateness

I dont know what to write. There are many things going through my mind but I'm not sure if I want to put them down or if they are worthy of mention.

One thing that is going through my mind is the fact that I had naively believed that there were mainly straight-laced people out there blogging. (for the purposes of this blog I am, along with others I read and know are straight-laced) Yesterday I thought I would have a look around and stumbled across something that made my mind boil. A male had set up a predominantly photographic blog of the females I can only assume he has slept with.

They are in various states of undress.

It is not the nakedness that gets me but what I perceive their age to be. They looked sooooooo young! I only saw 6 pictures and I know that there are heaps more. I was devastated on the young females behalf.

I got out of there quickly and deleted the history on my computer. I didnt want to venture down that path again!

I have a thing about anonymity. If you look at the photo that I have on this blog you will have some difficulty making out that it is me. I also dont mention names of people nor places that I have been to. I think that is why I was blown away by this mans blog. It was so obvious who these females were. (You would have to know them personally, no names were mentioned.) Nothing was left to the imagination. (Remember I only saw 6 pictures! I can only imagine what the others were liked).

Whilst driving to a friends house I decided that I needed to do something about what I had seen. But what? This morning I investigated. That "Flag" button is a good thing. You come across a blog that seems a little untoward and hit the flag and the good people in blogging central will look at the blog and maybe put a warning sign in front of it. Not the ideal but it is something. I realise that some people will say that it is not my place to make comment on what people do on the web as it a 'free' forum but I would at least like a warning that I might stumble across some material that I find difficult to deal with.

The only thing that will stop this happening with me is that I cannot remember the name of the blog page - and I have no record of it. Also this doesnt really answer my question if the girls/women were indeed in the appropriate age group. And what do I do in that instance?

I have finished my rant.

big sleep

I slept in this morning! I have not done that all holidays! In fact I am rather amused that I've waited until the second last day of my holidays to have a sleep in!

Well - I have slept in, but that was after I had woken at 6am and thought 'bugger this', rolled over and forced myself back to sleep! This morning was something quite different. I rolled over and looked at the clock and it read 8.15. I thought that I might like to have a little more time and then I woke up properly and it was 10.20. I was very excited over the concept that I had had another 2 hours and did not have to fight myself for that sleep.

Today is a busy day - of sorts. I am going to do a little shopping (food for the week), get my car washed and vacuumed (I could do it myself cheaper but have you seen the dust train that is my car?), go and watch a woman who works in my department get married at 3pm, then out for dinner at 6.30.

I have to also have to try and finish this 'silly' book that I am reading. Too much has happened to the lead character for me to believe it! There is too much of shock, horror, gasp factoring going into my enjoyment. Every other character in the book loves the main character too much. I will not tell you the name of the book but it was something I picked up at the local library so I don't feel that I have wasted any money.

Australia Day #2

I just wanted to write a little more - I felt that I didnt have a lot to say this morning - probably as I was exhausted to say the least - two hours of exercise can do that you!

This afternoon I lay on my bed and had a nana nap to the sound of an amazing thunderstorm. The cat joined me - she was a little frightened. The thunder rolled and she jumped. The lightening flashed and she opened an eye. I watched her with one eye and tried to sleep with one eye open. I realise that that saying is just silly. I tried it and it doesnt work!

I digress.

The thunderstorm produced little or no rain in my charming suburb of Melbourne. If it rained for anyone else please let me know.

That reminds me, I have made this blog so that anonymous people can leave their comments.

Back to the little sleep that I had, or attempted. I found that I did indeed sleep for about 5 minutes. I have this question. If a power nap (15 minutes) can save lives, as per road safety campaigns, what does a 5 minute super-dooper power nap do?

The sound of thunder did keep me grounded. It was quite hot here today, over 30C and the humidity was quite high. The thunder made me feel that it was a tropical storm brewing. I realised that I should have lain on the floor in my lounge and looked at the palm tree through the bamboo blind that a friends husband installed for me. That would have made me feel like it was indeed a resort town, or at least the tropics.

The only thing that has ruined the experience for me is the sound of the bogan neighbours. Has anyone clued in how much I detest them? The sound of their whining, high-pitched voices discussing nothing really important (except the occasional interesting fight about fidelity and abuse etc) drives me to distraction. If you accompany that with the sound of aluminium cans being fossicked for in the ice bin, cracked open, crumpled and then thrown into the recycling bin on a regular basis, you will start to have an idea of what they are like. The television being watched at a much too loud volume (someone in the house must be deaf!) and the fact that they do like to sit on the fence line in an area of close living then you are starting to enter the world that I detest!

I make a pledge here and now that I will stop blogging about the neighbours - although I will have to take heed of more things around me

saturday and exercise

It's Australia Day today and all is well. I am going to a bbq tonight - very cultural of me.

I went to two hours training this morning cardio followed by toning. I am now officially stuffed. I did a toning session yesterday morning as well - with weights. My arms are killing me! I did the cardio this morning and my thighs are informing me that they really dont need to do much more.

There was much talk at training about the run for the kids. I will investigate that. I know that there is a 5km and a 14km version of each. I will aim for the 14km but think the 5 will be a good back up. Apparently you can do the 14km in 2.5hours. At the rate that I walk I think I can manage that even at this early stage. with some training who knows I might even be able to run the 5km! (well slow jog)

I have a few sessions to make up at training over the next few weeks - an extra 2 per week. I think I will be fine doing that and I will be able to get some better training in!

not much to say.

Short blog today.

Dont have much to say.

Spent a lot of yesterday either reading or listening. It was great.

Thinking about having to go back to work on Tuesday. Mixed emotions on that. Happy for the routine to start but still like the concept of sleeping in etc.

Tomorrow is Australia Day - not sure where I will be or what I will be doing.

let downs

My mind is slightly in disarray. Things this week have not gone as I thought they would.

I go back to work on Tuesday next week and this week I decided to get a few things organised.

Monday I went into the city to get some music for the choir but found that the store that I have always gone to but found, after stupidly driving in and spending a good 15 minutes looking for a cheap (read free but there are none) carpark, that the store no longer sells choir music.

Shame on you Allans! There was no advertising informing me of the change of policy. I have spent 20 years going in and looking at choir music there. I was frustrated to say the least. I texted a friend who suggested another place but I couldnt get there for a day or so.

I went there yesterday and found a wall of music just for choirs! Yay. I have purchased some new music and I am extremely happy but that changed......

Last night I was stood up! It has been a long while since someone has acted that childish around me!

Should probably explain that I met this person on the 9th of December and thought that there was a possibility of something developing. We met again two weeks later, he had gone on a holiday for a week and there were a few texts back and forwards but no phone call until he came back.

The second time we met it was fun and I enjoyed myself heaps.

Christmas with family and New Years with friends took a lot of time for both of us and there were still texts going on.

Suddenly I didnt hear from him and I then broke my rule and rang him....... we organised to catch up - no definite date set but I left that to him to finalise. I also had a suspicion that there was another woman on the scene from something he said. He texted me on a Wednesday and asked me if I was free that very night. I wasnt and dont thnk I would have been if I was free anyway.

He seemeed slightly peeved at my response and I thought that it was all over - but no he rang the next day and booked a date (last night) with me as I was going away the week in between.

Monday I recieved a text asking if I was back. I replied in the affirmative and that I was looking forward to chatting to him. Then nothing.......no text, no call, nothing.

I asked for advice from froglady and she said prepare yourself as if it is going to happen and then just see how it pans out.

I gave myself a time limit and then had dinner (home made souvlaki followed by icecream). I decided by this stage that I was over the very flimsy forms of communication that I have had with this male so I thought it would be best to delete everything from my phone. Whilst deleting a message I inadvertantly sent a blank message to him. I got an instant reply querying the blank message - which meant another one to delete. He is all gone now.

I suppose I should have let it go earlier when he reacted badly to me sort of calling him a wanker when I saw his car (a lower end price porsche) with his name as the number plate! I was more shocked than calling him a wanker.

I feel quite relieved now - as though something has finally happened even though nothing has.

As I said it has been years (over 20) since I was stood up but this time I am just pissed off with the turn of events, not crushed as I was over 20 years ago.

A day in the life

Yesterday was so long.

I awoke at just before 4 and didnt get back to sleep. I eventually got to bed about 10.30 but that was after a jam-packed day.

I cleaned the house (thanks to the flylady) using a 15 minute process. 15 minutes in the bedroom (but only needed 10!) to move all the things that didnt belong there. Off to the bathroom for the last 5 minutes where I cleaned and did a fling (so many things now gone). The kitchen got a quick once over and I moved into the lounge room and all surfaces were sorted out.

Finally I got to the dumping room - the 2nd bedroom. I can now see the desktop! It is amazing. A few things put out to the garage - but into their correct places not just dumped. While I was out there the car got a quick clean, at least I got the rubbish out of the car.

After all this cleaning I zipped into the city and met a Scottish lady and became her tour guide for the afternoon. We walked from the station to Southbank, along there and had lunch, past the arts centre and then down to the visitors information centre to find out about penguin tours and the apostles. Somewhere in amongst all of this walking we had lunch in a food court so that she could choose what she wanted.

Finally we went and did what we had organised to do - go to the aquarium. I've never been there and really loved it! Well I loved the fish, the sharks, the crustaceans and other water critters but I didnt like the screaming children. So many excited kids everywhere and their voices are so shrill! There is nothing like hearing the echo of the child standing next to you as they squeal "mummy look at the sting ray, it's eating!"

The only reason it affected me so was that due to the lack of sleep I was just starting to get a headache adn the noises were piercing. If I was no sleep deprived I wouldn't have even noticed much.

Catching the train home I had what frogdancer told me I would need - a Nana nap. I lost between 4 - 6 stations. Maybe more. The train was crowded, I was in a window seat and the sun was beating in on me, the gentle rocking all combined and it was too much.

I couldnt sleep until the man sitting in a seat group away from me went to sleep - he was far too entertaining to sleep before that. The man was a special needs man and was coming home from working in the city somewhere. He began the journey eating a chocolate bar - a family size chocolate bar, which he ate like I would eat an apple. Each bite was huge but it was his reaction to the chocolate that intrigued me and everyone else. He cherished each mouthful - the groans, the sighs, the loving looks at the chocolate were heartfelt. The little old ladies sitting behind him and directly in front of me did not cope with the increasing level of noise. Finally (after 15 minutes) he finished the block and started to fall asleep. Everyone relaxed and I felt sleep overtake me.

To top off the entire night I played netball. It was due to start at 9.05pm but we didnt get going until 9.20 something. I was a little vague by then. I played ok - ran but still have to work on the idea of sticking to the player even when I am in a running position (didnt play keeper which I enjoyed). We won!

By the time I got home it was after 10.30, quick shower, contacts out and I snuggled into bed. I managed to read 10 pages in the new book I have and was asleep until 7am this morning.

As I said the day was so long.

By the time the late afternoon hit each minute felt like 5 so the time dragged on. The day was not that exciting but it is interesting to see how you react when tiredness kicks in.

Realised that I wont ever be able to be a spy if I cant work well with little sleep. That at least is a bonus as I wont be risking life and limb for the country......

morning!

I woke up early this morning. Very early! In fact I think the clock said something like 3.54am! I tried dozing again - no luck. I read but couldnt maintain focus and then tried to sleep but my mind was whirring with many thoughts. The cat thought it was brilliant! She had an early morning playmate. Every 15-20 minutes she rubbed her head in my hands and purred very loudly.

I know why I woke up early - I had my doona up the wrong way. I have a feather doona and I had put the cover on so that the feathers were all near the head - not at my feet as they normally are in summer. At that hour of the morning it took me a good 20 minutes to register why I was uncomfortable. I flipped the doona around and became more comfortable but sleep still evaded me.

In amongst all my angst of trying to get back to sleep (often have that feeling of being deprived of something yet I know many people who wake up early each night...) I heard what sounded like a cat mewing loudly and pitifully. Then I realised that it wasnt a cat. It was the young child in the front unit - wow! What a set of lungs that girl has. I don't normally hear her but I did this morning and she sounded very concerned.

The diesel train went past then. The line is a good 10 minute walk through suburbia but the sound of the freight diesel was amazing. I have heard it a few times but most of the time I sleep through its movement to the city. I lived next right next door to a rail line once and got used to the sound of the trains going past at all hours of the day and night - it was the housemate I couldnt quite get used to....

He was a creature of habit. He awoke each morning at 5.15 and 'quietly' (I do jest at the term) moved around the house having breakfast and getting his lunch box ready for the day (he worked on building sites so preparation of the thermos was vital). He left at around 6 and the house was quiet until I got up at 7. I arrived home at 4 and he had been home since 3ish (only know from the days that I was home) and then pottered around the house/garden/garage. Often this pottering took in looking after his dog (beautiful labrador) and drinking a few tinnies.

Dinner was down at the local pub, but he had to prepare for that romp. This preparation began at 5.10pm, into the bathroom, shower, shave (could hear it all) and application of strong aftershave. He walked to the local (about 10 minutes all up - which is good for the outer suburbs) I wouldnt hear from him until he came home after 10pm with a new woman each night. It was impressive but a little disconcerting. I often wondered how he was able to keep to this schedule, but keep to it he did! (The women never stayed all night in case you are wondering.)

Trains were nothing compared to his routine.

I have come to realise while writing this post that I sleep quite soundly most of the time but once I am awake I find it very difficult to get back to sleep. I also then spend much too much time focusing on the source of the sound rather than sleeping! Food for thought there in relation to the neighbours (who are very quiet today - it is early in the week).

So I think I will get up next time that I cant sleep and do something productive - like clean the house or some such thing.

Also I have just looked up DWF website and there is no posting yet. Can it be that I have arisen earlier than the frog dancer?

Navel gazing

I can tell that I have been away in a place where it was very quiet as I was disturbed by the neighbours last night. They did have the television on loudly (I only notice when I watch the same channel and I have free surround sound) and the mother and daughter had a quick, loud, nasty argument. They did take it inside so that is a blessing. As a result I thought about how far away I am from purchasing - that made me sad, but then I realised that I am not as far as I was 3 months ago....

Thanks to Dancingwithfrogs for the blog yesterday. I was sitting and reading it while I was mulling over a few things here and there. (cost of living etc). I realised that I will have to make a few changes to my lifestyle - not major ones really - but to save to the extent that I want to I will have to make those changes. I decided that I will have to put a budget into place. Blech! I am sure that it wont take me too long to work it out..... Trouble is that once I have it in place some of it means entertaining at home and the neighbours break out the big sound.

This morning the Realtors turned up to photograph one of the units that are in the block - again another clue that I need to get on the band wagon of home ownership. Sometimes I feel that I have left it way too late but then I am reminded of the fact that you are never too late to start, its just a different price range that you have to play in.

As I walked home from walking along the beach with a friend of mine and her baby I was thinking that I also have to start looking at investments etc. I meant to do that before the summer holidays started but I find it so hard to get myself motivated at this time of the year. I know that this is not uncommon among teachers that I know. In fact I spent some time talking to other teachers (mainly single ones) about this fact. Yeah - love the holidays but too much time to actually play with in one hit. Christmas and New Year take away a fortnight of that time and then you are left with the time where the whole world seems to stop. After that it is hard to regain the motivation.... This week I have set myself a few tasks to complete before heading back to work next week.

Please don't misunderstand me - I love my holidays, in fact that is one of the many pluses of my career, it's just this time of the year that the motivation ebbs and you are in a situation where you just are. I don't think I can explain it any other way. It is a time where I sit and ponder the world. Where December was the month where I have recognised the funk hit, January is time of introspection.

Time for lunch and off to by some music for work.....

home again

Going away has so many possibilities it makes it so exciting. My week away lived up to some of those possibilities. The main thing it lived up to was giving me the opportunity to relax. Well really I had no choice - there was NOTHING else to do there.

Maybe I should put this into some sort of perspective.

The town (for want of a better word) is basically a group of houses near a beach with a general store of sorts and a few take away stores. Actually for every takeaway store there is a real estate agent. I think I counted 5 (FIVE!) real estate agents! The place is about to take off! We were there probably 3 - 5 years too early.......

The beach (my reason for going) was a good 10-15 minute walk from the house. Most of that was up the most interesting hills. The incline was good for the thighs and bottom (another bonus) which meant that by the time you got to the beach you were exhausted and didn't feel like swimming. This is probably a good thing as the beach had an amazing undertow. According to the local paper there had been 30 rescues from the strip near the house during the week between Christmas and New Year.

The flies were so friendly. A little too friendly. Some of the flies wanted to share their inner most secrets and tried to get into my ear to tell those secrets. Some wanted to share the experience of breathing - up my nose; others thought that seeing the world from my perspective was the most important thing - behind my glasses in the eye...... They were the most lethargic things I have ever met - and I teach teenagers! You could catch them mid air. They liked to be held - they didn't protest.

Locals - really good, a little boganish, but quite harmless really. The night at the local pub (in the next township) was unique. I went away with two other girls and we seemed to cause a stir and all we did was put on jeans and a little makeup! Heavens above. One girl I went to the place with got up and left the table and the males on the next table could not keep their tongues in their mouths. It was disgusting - feral even.....

I have this thing when I go away that I like to stay where I am and then have the option to walk most places - something about not having to concentrate on country roads too much and being able to relax. Unfortunately this was not the venue. There are lots of things to do - but you have to drive about 30 minutes to get to them. This is ok for a day or two but everyday is too much. I realised that when I went for a 500metre run along the beach on the last night and loved it, that I hadn't done enough in the way of exercise.

Company was good. One girl very funny - very off beat and dry humour was appreciated. The other girl was very nice and looked after us all well. Thanks to them for keeping me entertained for the week in their unique ways.

I've come home now and discovered that I have no food in the house - which was something that I had planned on happening but I have to go shopping which means writing a list and planning my menu. I haven't done that since the beginning of November last year - I am out of practice. I realised that it is quite desperate in my house food wise as I was able to wipe out the fridge and freezer and didn't have to move any food out to do so.........

the real deal

I now feel that my holidays are really here. I am going away for the week (re no blogging for a week) just down the road a bit to another spot near the beach. I will be leaving in a few hours before I get in the car and go I have to finish packing, take the cat to the cattery and vacuum.

I was out last night at a comedy walk around the city. We walked one entire block. I laughed lots. I felt that the tour could have gone a little longer (just on an hour) but I liked the way the man leading the tour incorporated everyone in the group. We also had another comedian join us on the tour. There was a moment of banter between them and that was hilarious - just the sense of creativeness between them. It was momentary but it was a highlight to see.

We also had an interesting moment where one of the people from the social group I belong to, joined us then ran away when the concept of having to pay came up. It was quite amusing. The person was quite unattractive in both looks and behaviour (I felt uncomfortable in their presence even though they never stood next to me). The woman organising the social group was really good about all of it though.

After the tour we had a quick drink (well mine was quick) at the local across the road. Another woman in the group complained about the noise BUT IT WASNT NOISY! She should have lived here a few months ago when it was noisy with the neighbours - again they are very quiet. They did have a good fight last night before I went out but it was all inside and I didnt hear what they were fighting about. In a sense I am happy about this turn but I do miss the glimpse into the lives of others.


The cool change hit yesterday around midday. It was intriguing the way the wind rose and changed from the north to the south. I had to quickly go out and take up the bamboo blinds that I put up at the beginning of the new year. I then opened up the house and everything cooled down quite quickly. The wind was quite strong and kept knocking things over which frightened the cat dramatically. I had to settle her down for a sleep (sounds like a baby!) after which she didnt know much about the loud bangs and crashes going on around her.

Off to pack and vacuum - might take the cat to the cattery as I leave.

Heat

So it's hot at the moment and people all over the state were meant to have had a very restless night last night. I didnt. I slept like a log - except I did wake up earlier than I have at any other time during my holidays. I think that this has something to do with the heat. I do know that I didnt attempt to go to sleep until much later than normal due to the heat, so effectively I have had less sleep than normal. (about 5 hours all up)

To escape the heat last night I spent the time in a pub bistro with friends and then we lay/sat/strolled on the beach. It is amazing what you can talk about for a few hours in the heat on the beach - name changes by de poll was the most contentious topic raised. Found out that a couple of friends have changed their name.... Interesting. Dont think I would do it.

Oh up date - date man who I inadvertently called a wanker twice has asked me out again. Well more like asked me for a catch up when I come back from my holidays. So maybe we have all moved beyond the name calling (even if it was a pure mistake).

In amongst all the crazy activities that took place with men between my last serious blogging times and this one I was asked a few serious questions by a male who I met. This particular male showed some interest, I was unaware of this interest but I went out on a date with him, and during that time we both realised that there was nothing but brotherly love. Good thing too as I was getting confused. But he did ask me what my expectations of males are..... Never actually thought this question through before. Now I am thinking what I am expecting but I have not yet come up with answers that I am prepared to commit to - maybe that is part of the issue with me. Commitment. No I dont think that is the major part of it but one day maybe I will share that.

One thing I do know is that I am restless at the moment. I think that this is tied with the weather as well as where I am in relation to males and dating.

Oh bother I start to feel a philosophical bent hitting me and my brain is tired from the heat and words dont come easily. This is more the mood that I should use late in the evening. I should try an evening blog before I go to sleep.

Catch up

I have started on the fitness campaign with a little more enthusiasm than I thought was possible at this time of year in the heat! Yesterday I went back to the step group and went for a 4km run/walk. I have improved heaps down from just on 11 mins/km I am now down to 8.30 mins/km. I am impressed with myself.

This morning I went for an hour long walk along the beach. I realised that I really underuse that place so much. I dont want to be like all the people who get in the car and drive to the beach coz its hot. Do you know how hard it is to get out of my street when all the people come to visit? You cant see the traffic for the parked cars! I am not upset but it has made me realise that I have this amazing resource open to me and I dont use it! Maybe I should think about getting up earlier and going for a walk every morning. Should do something like that when I get back to work.

Now to update the neighbour situation. I think I might have written that I had put in a complaint about the lovely neighbours to my real estate agent. What I think has happened is that the REA then asked other neighbours what/when/how/why? The next thing I know is that the neighbour mother came out and said "We've had a noise complaint." That was a few weeks ago. There have been moments of noise - especially when the vixen 18 year old has a few to drink and turns up the radio/tv or just basically yells at her mother who says "Shh!"very loudly. I dont hear them as much so I have relaxed a great deal.

Then there are the joys of putting the internet on at home using a self install kit. The process should be connect up the modem as per instructions (failed that one, plugged the phone line into the wrong jack) turn on computer, insert disc (all good so far) and launch the program. This is where the issues began and frustration set in. My computer didn't want to read the disc as it failed to launch flash host etc. I then decided that there must be a way to set the system up yourself using manual installation. I got on really well - solved a few problems but I could not get onto the net after the gateway page.

Following the instructions "if you are experiencing difficulties ring the help line" I rang and received a fairly lac lustre response which didnt help me that much. I rang back again and was told that I needed to have 'flash' installed on the computer - here began the catch 22 which I didnt get out of until 24hours later! I could only get flash by being able to access the internet which I couldnt get onto as I was unable to access the disc without the flash program which I could only get if I was on the internet........


AAARGH!!!!


I rang a third time! The man said I definitely needed flash to get to the disc....Why? I asked - no response given, or possibly known. He then said visit my friendly telstra shop as they would supply me with the necessary application for free. Off I trotted to telstra shop where I was met with the response "HUH?" Bless their hearts they ran around, looked busy and tut-tutted effectively around me. One girl then took me under her wing and rang tech support who then hung up on her. She got frustrated (my cunning plan was starting to work!) but rang back and got a little support with some confusing instructions.

While I was at the mammoth shopping centre I went shopping (to ease the frustration....) and thought that I would drop into another mac seller (did I mention that I am not on a PC which is an issue for computer techs over the phone apparantly!) and also my internet provider seller. I asked the technician if there was a way to manually get past the need for the use of the disc to which he gave sane (yes I mean that) response to do with warranty, support etc.

Day 2 of attempting the installation of the easy self install kit I went to work and downloaded Flash (I didnt go there especially as I am on holidays but went to chat with a bloke about the job I will be doing with him). Flash installed I tried to boot up the disc and it failed to launch because it couldnt connect with Flash!!!!!! OMG!

Back home I tried to launch again - no luck (really?) so rang the support network again.

SUCCESS!

I lucked upon a lovely man (Jason) who tokke me through what I had done and cleaned up a few bits a pieces here and there. I commended him on how good he was to me and asked to speak to the team leader. Did he freak out or what! I told him that I wanted to speak to her as I wanted to commend his actions (he had me connected to the internet!) and get stuck into the others that hand hindered my progress.

I feel good now that I have got that out of my system.

Tomorrow I will start on the progress of my 'love life' or the fact that I am confused as all gt up!

internet at home

I have discovered the joy of having the internet at home. How much fun will I now have - but it has been ages since I have written anything. Considering the hour this will be very short! I will add more as the week progresses and will sort things out more fully.

December - funk hit, work finished (yay), xmas and new year festvities.

Now it is January and I am left to ponder lots of things such as why have I been endowed with a huge personality but not the sense of when to keep my mouth shut. (I refer to a date where I basically called the guy I was with a wanker not once but twice! Maybe he was but was it really my place to say that on a first date!)

I also need to refine my bullshit meter. (It went out on New Years eve and found that I am little lost without it hence picking up and then losing in the space of 30 minutes 'pashman').

I have found out how much I can borrow (but that is secret widget business) when I want to purchase my house. Along these lines I have started to ask the right questions of people and am now getting some interesting advice and tidbits to investigate further.

The Western Front is VERY QUIET! I am pleased but I have discovered that the 18 year old girl is a complete bitch to say the least. They are quiet due to recieving a noise complaint - wonder who sent that in.

Now I am getting into saving, searching, running and basically looking.

All good really.......