Slipping
I know I've been terribly lax about putting up a post every day, or even every few days! I wish I could say it's because I've been hugely busy at work, but even though the new site is now a go and remarkably I do actually have a few rather important things I am working on for it (security, computer setup with Nathan, social networking) that's not really kept me from staring blankly at a computer screen for enoug time to think 'I really should write something on LJ'. I'm just kind of blank when it comes to putting something on substance in to words and haven't really been up to too much... Well gem and I went on an EPIC shop on Sunday but thinking it wasn't that exciting to anyone else. Case in point- when I went back to same shop after work yesterday to get more socks and swung by Tescos for some dinner stuff I know only Gemma is actually interested in the details via a 'keep me occupied while I'm bored' phone call ;0)
The only thing that I even remotely considered posting yesterday was funny but not worthy of posting all on itself. To be honest, it was probably more of a twitter observation... but a bit too long to express in 140 words, no matter how grammatically inventive I got. Was stuck with a rather large woman sitting in my field of vision on the train yesterday, okay I'll skip the kindness as she ain't never gonna read this, she was hugely obese. Her face neck and shoulders were all the same width! So I'm kinda stuck looking in her direction, and for an hour she was eating. Constantly. Her jaw never stopped working the entire train journey out of town. I thought even someone that big couldn't possibly eat like that; my view was partially blocked so I got to wondering if maybe it was just reflex action to her now, like sense memory in preparedness for food heading her way?? Turned out it was somewhere between the two- she polished off some sort of takeaway and then was masticating like a cow on a piece of chewing gum. Ewww.
Not being able to get away from people who chew with their mouths wide open- one of the many many things to suffer through on public transport. Travelling home crammed in tincans makes you really start to hate the human species.
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