time to put the past to bed....
please find and ignore the following. My old user info. Things have changed (I still love Mariann but she's left in my past now). As I was told by many you can never go back but always strive to learn from the past - so I post this old user info as a note to myself. (Don't be so stressed)
- for record only,
Who am I, that’s why your reading this, well I keep asking the same question so lets all hold hands round the campfire and try to find out. (Can’t sing but don’t worry can’t even spell kumbyah)
The easy bit is the old cheesy I am an architectural assistant who got his degree at Oxford Brookes university (well not so easy as due to two heavy blows on head can’t remember dates or have any concept of time) I could go on and say I then worked at a sugar factory pressing button A then button B- AND THEN waffle on about working for a small architectural firm in Suffolk doing great designs and playing with listed buildings. But that would be boring even if I was to try to be clever and say it in the format above- Bcoz U will go “What a prat” anyway that’s done.
You’ll not from my spelling I’m dyslexic and tend to stump the spell checker (I tend to draft entries in word and paste in for English spellings-sorry livejournal) I love long word and try to use them but often fail to get spelling to such a level that the spell checker gives me an option even remotely close.
Shit I’m putting of the bit we’re all really interested in, the difficult WHO question.
Well this is the start, I have a history of depression and due to doctors a past addiction to self pity and anti-depressants, fought back and via a trip to the local mental hospital, from which I stormed out to the road to recovering (still and travelling but enjoying the ride), came off drugs and found life.
The sub text to the above was dad had a brain haemorrhage, causing family to stop functioning and missed out on high school and uni’ life (I just turned up)
Was a virgin till the age 26 then first time was perfect as made love to women whom I’d loved from afar. Things changed, was V V happy, got engaged, broke up, changed jobs under duress, faced up to medical problem, got back in debt, sorted out debt and many other trials along the way. Not exactly happy at moment but doing fine…. Last paragraph is from last Christmas Eve to present.
So you’ll (if you still reading and have made sense of above) under stand I’m still trying to get the info’ you’d hope to find here.. Help me out by uttering words of wisdom or derision at you leisure.
Catch you all around (never goodbye), J’s or Jim or James or Shithead (thanks Anna) or Barcardi Jim (Swampy I think that was you) or the all time classic Jim the Bastard (unknown but well used)
jjames_arch@hotmail.co.uk
I LOVE MARIANN LOADS AND LOADS
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- for record only,
Who am I, that’s why your reading this, well I keep asking the same question so lets all hold hands round the campfire and try to find out. (Can’t sing but don’t worry can’t even spell kumbyah)
The easy bit is the old cheesy I am an architectural assistant who got his degree at Oxford Brookes university (well not so easy as due to two heavy blows on head can’t remember dates or have any concept of time) I could go on and say I then worked at a sugar factory pressing button A then button B- AND THEN waffle on about working for a small architectural firm in Suffolk doing great designs and playing with listed buildings. But that would be boring even if I was to try to be clever and say it in the format above- Bcoz U will go “What a prat” anyway that’s done.
You’ll not from my spelling I’m dyslexic and tend to stump the spell checker (I tend to draft entries in word and paste in for English spellings-sorry livejournal) I love long word and try to use them but often fail to get spelling to such a level that the spell checker gives me an option even remotely close.
Shit I’m putting of the bit we’re all really interested in, the difficult WHO question.
Well this is the start, I have a history of depression and due to doctors a past addiction to self pity and anti-depressants, fought back and via a trip to the local mental hospital, from which I stormed out to the road to recovering (still and travelling but enjoying the ride), came off drugs and found life.
The sub text to the above was dad had a brain haemorrhage, causing family to stop functioning and missed out on high school and uni’ life (I just turned up)
Was a virgin till the age 26 then first time was perfect as made love to women whom I’d loved from afar. Things changed, was V V happy, got engaged, broke up, changed jobs under duress, faced up to medical problem, got back in debt, sorted out debt and many other trials along the way. Not exactly happy at moment but doing fine…. Last paragraph is from last Christmas Eve to present.
So you’ll (if you still reading and have made sense of above) under stand I’m still trying to get the info’ you’d hope to find here.. Help me out by uttering words of wisdom or derision at you leisure.
Catch you all around (never goodbye), J’s or Jim or James or Shithead (thanks Anna) or Barcardi Jim (Swampy I think that was you) or the all time classic Jim the Bastard (unknown but well used)
jjames_arch@hotmail.co.uk
I LOVE MARIANN LOADS AND LOADS
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