In the late 90’s British Telecom had a quite long runnind ad campaign staring Bob Hoskins. The tagline to go with it was “It’s good to talk”. Walking towards my bus stop this evening, the line hit home. It really is at times. Not something I would normally expect to come up with or realise myself, but today I just did.
Some things are going really badly in work at the moment and are driving me mad. When it all boils down to it, I guess it isn’t anything major but I’ve had a forced changeover of a technology and quite simply what I have to use just does not cut it. It’s really fucking pissing me off and I’m getting more and more frustrated by it and thats probably more than enough of that. Its just shit ya know, everything is set up and it works and you can work with it and then all of a sudden BOOM. Shit.
This week is kinda quiet. Nothing really planned until the weekend, then its shopping and a birthday party I believe.
The whole ‘mutual friends’ and ‘6 degress of seperation’ are all over the place now. I wonder are there some strange rays hitting the earth this week. It would explain some things. Oh on that note, the screen was locked this morning.
Why do we keep secrets? Just a note before I go on, the new title is unreleated to this. It is a coincidence. When I was reading about the Poe Toaster (see previous post), it was listed as a quote from Edgar Allen Poe and I liked it. Anyway why do we keep secrets? Isn’t it a good feeling to finally be able to let go of something and not have to bottle it up anymore?