I don't know why you want to go on dreaming when there's nothing left to dream about...
I realised today that this was the fourth anniversary of me starting work in my current job. Four years after that ambitious young man walked in, a significantly more depressed 29 year old sits and contemplates just *why* I'm still there. I don't like it - sans the handful of people I count as real friends - and I've been passed over for promotion a couple of times, despite being far and away the most qualified person to step up. I've long since decided that I need to get out - but it's finding that way out that's the problem. It just kind of depressed me today when it hit me that it was my fourth anniversary.
Of course, I'm planning an escape route - it's just successfully following that route that's the difficult thing. I've got an aptitude test for a job in London on Saturday, which I've had to phone to see if they'll reschedule, since the DVLA still haven't gotten my driving licence back from Swansea and I'm still ID-less. If they can't reschedule (I'll find out tomorrow if they can), I'll be heartbroken.
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Torchwood started last night on BBC3, and it was magnificent stuff. I'm already waiting in anticipation for episode 3. The premise was great, the plot was great, the actors were - you guessed it - great. In fact, it was easily as intriguing as any Doctor Who stories for the last two years. The other thing that impressed me was the pacing of the stories. Too often in Doctor Who, they've got so much story to tell in 45 minutes that they end up having to do some deux ex machina ending to wrap stuff up in the last five minutes... but Torchwood didn't have that feeling at all. It seemed just right. Thumbs up.
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SHIMMER taped last night in Chicago. Suffice to say I'd give my right bollock to go see a SHIMMER show in person. At least the wait for this footage (Vols 7 & 8) won't be too long as they'll be releasing Vol 6 in a few weeks. SHIMMER has faaar overtaken New Japan Pro-Wrestling as the promotion I must see before I die.
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Mum's having one of her bad turns again with all the muscle and joint aching and what have you. It's diffucult to tell with mum just how bad she is because she's a notoriously bad patient and will take to her bed for several days crying about how sick she is when she gets a slight sniffle. It's real "boy who cried wolf" syndrome. She's telling me how she can hardly walk or move her arms, and I don't know how much is fact and how much is for my benefit to get some sympathy. She was at the doctor today and she's to go back on Wednesday, so hopefully they'll sort out what the problem is. Chances are it's some kind of arthritic condition, but we'll see.
I'll say this much though - and I don't know whether this makes me a bad person or not - but with mum in bed all night, I've had the most wonderful relaxing evening. I'm about to chow down on a bit of toast, watch last night's One Tree Hill, and hit the sack. Praise sloth~!
Of course, I'm planning an escape route - it's just successfully following that route that's the difficult thing. I've got an aptitude test for a job in London on Saturday, which I've had to phone to see if they'll reschedule, since the DVLA still haven't gotten my driving licence back from Swansea and I'm still ID-less. If they can't reschedule (I'll find out tomorrow if they can), I'll be heartbroken.
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Torchwood started last night on BBC3, and it was magnificent stuff. I'm already waiting in anticipation for episode 3. The premise was great, the plot was great, the actors were - you guessed it - great. In fact, it was easily as intriguing as any Doctor Who stories for the last two years. The other thing that impressed me was the pacing of the stories. Too often in Doctor Who, they've got so much story to tell in 45 minutes that they end up having to do some deux ex machina ending to wrap stuff up in the last five minutes... but Torchwood didn't have that feeling at all. It seemed just right. Thumbs up.
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SHIMMER taped last night in Chicago. Suffice to say I'd give my right bollock to go see a SHIMMER show in person. At least the wait for this footage (Vols 7 & 8) won't be too long as they'll be releasing Vol 6 in a few weeks. SHIMMER has faaar overtaken New Japan Pro-Wrestling as the promotion I must see before I die.
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Mum's having one of her bad turns again with all the muscle and joint aching and what have you. It's diffucult to tell with mum just how bad she is because she's a notoriously bad patient and will take to her bed for several days crying about how sick she is when she gets a slight sniffle. It's real "boy who cried wolf" syndrome. She's telling me how she can hardly walk or move her arms, and I don't know how much is fact and how much is for my benefit to get some sympathy. She was at the doctor today and she's to go back on Wednesday, so hopefully they'll sort out what the problem is. Chances are it's some kind of arthritic condition, but we'll see.
I'll say this much though - and I don't know whether this makes me a bad person or not - but with mum in bed all night, I've had the most wonderful relaxing evening. I'm about to chow down on a bit of toast, watch last night's One Tree Hill, and hit the sack. Praise sloth~!