Sunday, Aug. 02, 2009 - 01:13

Just to remind you all that I know my alphabet, as well as knowing how to count from one to.. um.. twenty isn't it usually?

A is for Arse Pigeon:- Don't ask and he won't peck you. Just so long as you have some kind of food on your floor.

B is for Bobby Robson:- The ex-England, Newcastle and Ipswich manager died of cancer on Friday. Compared to the ludicrous outpouring over paedo Jackson, a lot of the coverage of Robson's passing was reverant and fitting for someone who came over as a really decent bloke.

C is for cricket:- The third test has proven to be an interesting one so far, it's just a shame that the wet weather looks to be turning it into a draw. On Thursday there was only thirty overs play, and the Aussies reached 120/1 in confident style. Friday was such a different game though, with Onions getting four wickets and Anderson five, and the Aussies being all out for 260ish. England reached 116/2 in reply. Today was wetter than wet, and there was no play.

D is for dump:- My flat is untidy. I lack the self-discipline to keep it neat. I lack the motivation (rarely do I have peeps over) to do anything about it, and I lack the energy. It's a flawed logic, but it's a logic all the same to say "It'll only get messy again sooner or later anyhow".

E is for e-mail:- This week I read a faily disposible sort of novel, enjoyable as it was, made with the 'gimmick' of all being all written as e-mails. There were some very funny moments, but it was quite a short book, and nothing outstanding.

F is for flirting:- I've been a bit uncomfortable at times, yet curiously unable to do much about it, in that work has consisted of a lot of daft flirting towards and from me (from boys and girls alike.. I guess working with all those chemicals does that to you!) in the past week. It's fine, it makes the day go quicker, I'm sure no-one (and not me either) has been offended, but.. it's made me ponder. I'm not sure how to explain. Perhaps it's best summarised purely by reference to finding people I work with attractive. Plus my boss is nice (though obviously I have no intention of going there).

G is for goat-blower:- Did I mention that some of the people who I have to share a train journey with on a daily basis are complete arsefaces with no social niceties or clue how to behave. They blow goats.

H is for Henry Surtees:- Today I saw footage of the accident last weekend that killed him, and freak accident as it is, it's gotta raise some questions. Real tragedy for his family, esp. because his father must be feeling bad about associations and doubts regarding encouraging and/or letting your child follow you into a dangerous sport in a wish to emulate...

I is for itch:- I've had irritated eyes and nose all day - it's been muchly annoying, and the sneezing has resulted in me biting my tongue on occasion, so violent has been the sneezes. Fucking painful!

J is for jam:- I've not had any jam for a wee while - it was always something that my parents used to have in the house (mainly for toast) but since I've left home it's never really become part of my regular groceries. I like a bit of honey though, which I suppose ticks the same box.

K is for knives:- I can currently see 3 butter knives, a cheese knife and a breadkinife. Perhaps this is evidence that I need to take my dirty cutlery down to the kitchen a bit more often :-)

L is for laundry:- Do remind me I have to do a load of laundry in the morning, else I'll have no fucking clothes to wear for work in the week.

M is for music:- Mostly this week I've just been listening to various stuff on the ol' iPod, and on iPlayer in the evenings when I've been bumbling about in my flat. It's been adequately amusing to be putting a search term in the box in iPlayer and have it play all the (not yet played, if you wish) tunes with 'love' or 'woman' or 'metal' in the song info somewhere...

N is for naked ladies:- I've not seen one of them in the flesh for a wee while. I need to get laid, but acknowledge that I'd find it a bit pointless if it was just a random shag - I've rode that pony before.

O is for oatcakes:- Which I had six of for dinner, whilst watching 'Come Dine With Me'. The contestants weren't too irritating for a change. The oatcakes were OK too - I had them topped with cheese, marmite or peanut butter.

P is for precipitation:- There has been a fair amount of shitty weather this past week (see also what was written about the cricket at Edgbaston above!) which has been greatly unsummery. Pah! I've not resorted to taking a jacket to work though - it's still quite mild.

Q is for quiz:- There is a part of me that misses the fact I no longer go to a pub quiz. At the same time, the last one I went to reminded me of why they can be shit. I do miss the social aspect though - I remember liking a couple of the ladies I used to see when I went to one locally a few years back, and I also recall once ending up after a pub quiz playing chess in some lawyers cluttered eccentric study, while drinking whisky and trying not to be put off by stupid Peter Cook & Dudley Moore LPs.

R is for 'roll on next week':- I've missed the footy season. Don't know how Middlesbrough are going to go (probably not too well) but hey, it'll give me a new perspective on watching the Premier League without balancing my desires for certain results against how they'd affect Boro. Hope Wolves do OK too, and it'll be interesting to want to tune to ITVs 'The Championship' more often too.

S is for swine flu:- Now I don't actually think that I have the disease, and I'm not 'joking about it' because a few peeps I work with are affected, but.. I've been under the weather with a cold and sore throat and headaches and tiredness and a lack of concentration and coldness etc. and these are all under the 'described symptoms of swine flu' that the government has advised us to be observant for. Bloody scaremonger nanny state!!

T is for taking a shit:- I'm just off to lay a cable. I'll be back in a moment.

U is for uvula:- No cheating. What am I referring to?

V is for vacation:- I just realised I had my last proper (i.e. going away for a few days somewhere nice) holiday back last September. I need to take some time off, workaholic fucker!!

W is for Wraith:- The awful film 'The Wraith' was on this evening, and despite half fancing watching it for a giggle (and to see Sherilyn Fenn get noody!) I decided not to.

X is for extremely indecisive:- OK< so in the end I decided to put 'The Wraith' on, as it's amusingly bad. Does Martin Sheen remind anyone else of Nick Hancock? The film's got an ace 80's rock soundtrack too!

Y is for year:- One year ago, almost exactly, I started my 'Quality' role. It's not been a bad year in all considerations, thinking about how I feel comfortable in my job most of the time, and it's better than being a lab rat or an unemployed fuck or a stressed to the arse teacher!

Z is for Zzzz:- As usual, I end an alphabetical entry by referencing the fact it's time to go to bed :-)