Month: October 2002

A long day. I ended up working late and making some decisions. Tomorrow will be interesting. I need to get some help to look over my work. I don’t think I’ve missed anything but some fresh eyes will be good. As usual tho I expect it will come to me early in the morning and I will just kick myself.

I don’t think I’m the only hold up on this project. I really hope not anyway.

Avril Lavigne’s Let Go, I picked this up on the basis of a generally good vibe about her going around and I’m not disappointed. Not a bad album.

I’m tired. Its late. I need to excercise some willpower and soon.

I am more than you will see.

This is a facet of who I am. It is at times a true indication of a state of mind, but those times are rare. A few words strung together in a sentence might have a different meaning to me as I write them than as you read them. This means of course that you are wrong. Bear that in mind.

There are so many things going on these days. They all come together as aspects of my so called life. There have been a lot of changes over the past few weeks if not months. Nothing really major but lots of little things coming together. I seriously considered closing this down, in fact I did close this down last weekend. Having thought about it I decided I would rather keep going. I enjoy writing and having a place to put some thoughts out there.

I am more than ever aware of my audience, which in turn leaves me more aware then ever of ‘the line’. I touched on this briefly before. The OED has the following under line which is a pretty good definition:
a notional limit or boundary

It is a personal choice I guess as to what your line is, and yes it can vary circumstances depending. Actually thinking about where this is going I’m a bit of a hypocrite. There is a joke lower down on the page which isn’t something you would catch me saying loudly to a group of people. But I posted it there. There was another joke alongside it which I did not find acceptable at all and I hope I never use.

Hmm anyway. There is a line, there are times where the line is the same for everyone. When your having a conversation with people you just don’t cross the line. Something’s are not really acceptable and I guess I have a broad definition when it comes to it.

I’ve lost track of everything I was saying. I I burnt my hand on some boiling sugar earlier.

I read book two of The Serpentwar Saga this afternoon. It has been a while since I just sat down and read a book in such a short period. It has been such a long time since I read these. I don’t remember enjoying them half as much as I have been over the past few weeks. They are all really good books and better than I had remembered.

hmm ya know I’m gonna go make a phone call.

John Doe

First episode was not bad. The first 10 minutes were quite good but by the end it seemed to be a remake of The Pretender. Got the second ep here aswell. I’ll give that a go in a bit.

Firefly

Episode 1: The Train Job. I was surprised by this. Other than the fact I wasn’t expecting to be a western, it was not as bad as I had heard. Nothing great, I’ll be looking at the next few episodes. Not expecting all that much, but some potential there I guess.

I bought and am happily reading the books I could not find.

:(

aggghhhhhh.

I hate the telephone at times.

I hate this country. I have had a fixed address for over 2 years, I have a good income and I have worked for my company for going on three years. But no I don’t qualify for any banking services *sigh*. Egg at least will give me a loan. It’s not what I want but they will give me a loan.

I guess that is a good thing. A small loan clearing all my credit cards and paying it off over 12 months will work well for my credit history but still 🙁

I dislike the fact that details about my corporate credit card were required. I don’t believe they should have been.

Gonna go out and buy some books now.

The WEF is closed.

damn.

The second last joke made me laugh

A lawyer, a priest and a female social worker were fleeing the Titanic.
The Social Worker says: “We must try and save the children.”

The Laywer says: “Fuck the children.”

The Priest looks anxiously and says: “Do you think there’s time?”

I laughed.

An angry wife met her husband at the door. There was alcohol on his breath and lipstick on his collar. “I assume,” she snarled, “that there is a very good reason for you to come waltzing in here at six o’clock in the morning?”
“There is,” he replied. “Breakfast.”