i) I am physically incapable of walking long distances wearing headphones. This can prove very frustrating when the gym has really bad music on.

ii) When I was young I fell down the stairs at a friend’s house and cut my head open. If my hair is short enough you can still see the scar.

iii) I have inherited depression and IBS from my (grand)parents. ( Read more... )

Well, what a week that was! In reverse order, the following things have happened ( Read more... )

Yesterday was amazing! Well, that's a little bit of a lie - work sorta sucked 'cos I spent most of the morning filing - but from 12pm onwards it was all uphill ( Read more... )

You know how if you're going out late, or staying at a friend's house, or doing anything even remotely 'dangerous' compared to life in the 1960s your parents insist on you checking in with them to prove that you're still alive and safe? Well it'd be kinda nice if they applied the same courtesy when the situation was reversed ( Read more... )

My weekend has been hijacked by a 24 marathon on Sky 2. That's all 24 episodes of season 6 running back-to-back, in synch with real time so it's like the things happening on telly are really happening as you watch them. Now I know I swore of watching this show again after about the fourth year because it was just the same old things over and over, ( Read more... )

CBE wants me back. For a month. Starting Monday ( Read more... )

Operation: Catch-Up is officially go. With plenty of free time in the week's schedule allowing me to get down the gym every day I've upped the exercise routine by roughly a third. That means that by the end of the week I'll be pretty much back on track after last week's leave of absence. And if the increase doesn't kill me too much I'll probably ( Read more... )

So, another Hallowe'en has been and gone and the worst I had to endure was a few hours wearing a witch's hat at work, and that wasn't even for Hallowe'en so it doesn't really count. That's right, nobody throwing up on me, nobody falling asleep on me, nobody bitching about anybody else. Part of me misses those student Hallowe'ens of yore, but the ( Read more... )

Some days, anticipation can be a very dangerous thing ( Read more... )

Paper Mario is determined to destroy my Wavebird, my wrist, or a combination of the two. I mean seriously, what the fuck is with the button mashing you have to do to fend off some of the enemy attacks? How the A button hasn't fallen off after the beating its taken these last few days I'll never know ( Read more... )