Y Wegof Di-Reswm

Five a side eventually happened today, and after all the fuss it went reasonably well. Still so much hassle before hand! Nine made it so we played four against five with Dawn the only girl on the larger team, but she didn't mind. We didn't keep scores and it looks good to be booked again for next week. The place itself was a rickety old buliding (btw the 'SoccerDome' from Sunday had no spherical or curved features and would have been more suitably dubbed the 'soccershed') and freezing as the steam of peoples breath was testament.
The game went well although I may have picked up a slight black eye courtesey of MEngles, tomorrow will tell no doubt. I suspect I'll also be aching pretty badly as I had trouble with the stairs on the way back and having a cold didn't help, but at least I scored a few goals this time as my aim was greatly improved from Sunday.
I would have of course preferred to have organised rugby of some variety but enough people were gibbing from some wishy washy footie so It'll never happen - but I may go to touch rugby this Saurday morning as it's apparently still going on since I left in shame at the last session I attended a few months ago...

And They're Always Glad You Came!

Mrs. Bourke (Claire) & Goldberg
Todays been a slow day, untill the afternoon. The five a side was an unmitigated disaster, on my team aprt fom my self there was one other who made it - Richard, he may be the wrong side of fourty but showed some deft touches - I myself was in the clear loads of times but couldn't hit the side of a barn. As Helen & Andy's team had six players inc Chris 'Hendo' - so we mixed and matched and played 4 a side. It's ticked me off especially as I'm £18 out of pocket and am pretty dissapointed at the turn out despite personal assurances. It was good fun though as I made the best of it.
Steve 'Bourke' asked me to go and meet his mother for a chat who's just set out on a week long trek on her own from Kilkenny to Wellington via Singapore & Auckland. It'd had been a long day for her but Stve had insisted that she had her picture taken with Goldberg. In return I promised to send her some links to pictures of her youngest looking 'worse for wear'. Mwhaha!
I'll called via Rich's on the way back from there and saw Adam for the first time since Thursday! Then home.
Work tomorrow.. Pah!

Revenge is Sweet?
Kamran seems to think so, a few weeks ago he was ambushed by the Mk2 O-Bomb (11 Vodkas), and shamed himself publically. Yesterday was Friday and often people pop to the pub for a swift drink to unwind, as I innocently sipped my half of lime topped shandy little did I know that a plot was hatched to get me, um... totally smashed.
With the peer pressure that was brought to bear it worked a treat. I apparently phoned people and left gibberish as messages (unintentionally) and had a power nap in the pub. I regained conciousness in time to go to Sale's 'premium' night spot. I'm not sure that I had a say in the matter. I was informed this morning that I didn't do any too scandalous apart from curling of in a ball and going to sleep on the boot of Kamran's car at two in the morning, but Monday at work will be the acid test I suppose.
Wales won 98-0 against Japan, I didn't get to see the game - I'd tried to pursuade a sushi bar to show the game but it wasn't happening and apparently I got updates from various people throughout the night not that I remember. Lesson learnt? no.

OMG Doesn't the guy at the back look like a bigger, meaner, hungrier, gingerer version of the Multi-talented Daniel Nuttall A.K.A. Danny Nuts?
This pic is of Adam at wok and was for someone's leaving do so he asked me to add the thought bubbles - but the sticking resembalance to the Nutster was the main motivation for adding it.
Anyway, Thursday night just Friday to go. The usual DVD night - Shaun Of The Dead (OTT but I enjoyed it - 'deffo' see it if you can). This Thursday though there was a difference - Helen & Andy had been promising/threatening to cook and did this week. I was joking that I'd give them a bad 'Michael Winner' write up on here - but the sweet & sour chicken was excellent as the veg still had crunch and the meat was still tender - as I often overcook like. And as for the rice.... heavenly! Dawn (from work) came over to watch the DVD as well and walked into a whirlwind as Helen & Andy were cooking, Adam was racing back and fore & around (OOC -he'd come back from work and power-napped in the lounge) trying to pack about five or six weekend bags, & I was just trying to make tea but getting in the way as it's not a big kitchen. Adam eventually raced out and the whole place noticably calmed down - it's this power napping see, people don't believe me!
BTW this coming Sunday is a showdown between a five a side team Helen & Andy are putting together against one that I'm putting together from work, I was feeling reasonably confident but they might be winding me up but it seems they've got a few usefull ringers... It'll be a massacre.
LOL

Hello.
I don't mind funny posts when I know who they are from - the mention of strawberrys and some other references makes it obvious to me from whom the recent ones are from. On top of that using a nom-de-plume is one thing, using someone else's name (In this case my aunt - to what end I wonder?) just isn't funny. I will delete any such comments in the future. It's why Aarti scrubbed her blog, & I understand as it really pissed me of too.
Talking of the Devil! (on the left with Matt & Karen) Aarti and Azlina too, after putting their feet up for the last few months have got themsleves work (in different places), it's bound to be a shock to the system for them but tough luck! you've been having it far too easy for too long I'll warrant. Congratulations are however undoubtedly in order! Tip-top good effort.
Back to the previous point I had to scold 'RK' from Cardiff for using a name she saw mentioned on the chat and then using it to jokingly ask me out for a drink as she thought it was a girls name. Well it was not. By the process of elimination it must be a bloke. But on the strength of that comment I went to this fellas blog and replied, saying yup no worries etc. Hmm, I can laugh now but it was about a month ago. Mischief is one thing, and it only happened the once, and she owned up to it too.
Can you believe it, I've been given a new temp to train up on the job, I don't believe that it should be my responsibility but that's another matter. He's a sound bloke but I've been given no remit or expected duties for him to do, I don't know what he's really supposed to be doing, as long as he keeps off the phone. After the last few days he's more like my own personal admin assistant, doing the spade work, filing, printing photocopying.
Does someone out there have my series three Family Guy DVD? I can't think who's got it for the life of me.
Are people having trouble with the Hyperdoopelator? normally when I mention it as the HDP it's the direct link to it i.e.HDP=http://hyperdoopelator.blogspot.com.

Not too much happened afterwards on Sunday I watched Lola Rennt, catch it if you can - it's an excellent film from Germany, & popped into town to meet Spencer, who radio show is actually next week, and is avaliable via the internet here.
This week I'm on earlies for the first time, I have up to now been on 9-5.30 but this week and every other from now on it'll be 8-4.30. I was almost excited by it but I was appaled to find that even finishing at 4.30 meant that it was still night. Crap. How's Fiji Po?

I saw Chopper it's an okay film but not the masterpiece it's made out to be, I saw it duirng recovery on Saturday Morning, I did venture out to retrieve my car from Old Trafford thanks to Pam who gave me a lift, her lovely daugher Sinead was in the car too and is very sweet.
I tried to make it back in time for Grandstand to watch THE rugby, But kick off was not mid afternoon as I had supposed but but at 17.30.
Wales were playing New Zealand, there is no other team with an aura which commands so much respect as the All Blacks, as there are a number of similarities between the countries apart from the rugby side of things. But anyway we lost the game and as with the South Africans, I was personally upset by the tackling, support play and handling, and wasn't happy with the result despite the narrow marin of defeat.
I was a bit bored come the evening and Kam & Mark were going for a quiet one in the Woodstock in Didsbury & I popped out for a chat.I was persuaded (the old arm twisting) to go with them afterwards to a night club around the corner, 'Fridays' which was an utter dive (a bit like Gwernllwyn, but bigger & classier), after I started to drop off I realised there was no point & left them to it and went home.
Today I've just been tidying and cleaing the aftermaths of the last few days... zzz

Friday, was effecitvely a half day at work. We had a moral-boosting do for our dept at a suite at the Old Trafford Cricket Ground. I was good fun, I'd have to say. It was centered around a quiz and we were split into random teams. Kamran & Dawn were also on my team and of course we won hands down and got for our trouble a bottle Cava and £20 voucher to spend at the Trafford Centre which can't be too bad. I was also during the answers to one of the music rounds, the intro to the song we'd heard for question 10 was Delilah, an easy one for me of course. But when it came to playing it back I was summoned up infront of everyone to sing it for their benefit (I wonder if it was a measure of payback from Paul Rose?) I've often been known to do karaoke sober, but thats in front of an audience of mainly strangers many of whom aren't really listening. This was different, they were all sober, listening intently and work colleagues. But I gave it a bit of 'V' and after a shaky start was getting into my stride before the plug was pulled before I blew a speaker. Shame! I really could have done with a drink first, I had heard a whisper that I was to be ambushed somehow, and I tried hiding under the table but was hauled out and on to the hot coals. I was given a bottle of vino blanco for my trouble and a bonus point for the quiz, but I was ultimately dissapointed that I didn't really do myself justice.
I unfortuately became a little rowdy at one point I went through the free drinks quota for two people and then some - I wandered around the kitchens chatting to the satff, and behind the bar, and assaluted (in a good way) managers (I threw Paul Rose around like a rag doll) beofre commando rolling, squat walking & a 'sing off' (of Mustang Sally) with Lee in the jacks. But otherwise things didn't go spectacually wrong, but could easily have done...
We were there untill 10.30, but could have gone at 5.30 (Check the HDP) from where I unwisely headed to town with some others, to 'Life' which did have a great Sinatra style band on, however I wasn't in a dancing mood, I was still looking to chat, abeit a load of crap. So I shuffled on the dance floor for about an hour untill I eventually decided to cut my losses and pointed my self south and made it back to the flat (again leaving without my jacket! - It was fecking freezing but I didn't remember I'd left it behind).
I must have been pretty rough and it seems a drunken medical student may attempted to disect a kebab in my kitchen that night, but thankfully lots of other pepole were as bad if not worse, as I had got a little rowdy and was commando rolling, squat walking and picking up and throwing managers about, from what I remember...
Dear me.

Red Dwarf 5 was probably the best series of the cult comedy programme. Helen & Andy brought it round on Thursday, and it's certainly got some classic moments. Helen & Andy seemed a little bit concerned when I described what I was about to cook, essentially oinion, tomato, bacon (okay so far) & peanut butter (looks of bemusement) served on pasta. I tried to talk it up, mentioning satay but they remained unconvinced. It wasn't so bad I thought and I even went back for seconds, there was loads of the sauce left and was handy for a quick toasted breakfast sandwich the morning after.

Hmm been feeling that I've been lazy recently, haven't seemd to have had the energy - I suspect also that watching DVD's is a way for me to kid myself that I am doing something usefull, but ulimately, I'm slouched on the sofa watching Television! Not Good.
Talking Of Which I saw Spirited Away the other night - I liked it.
Duncan I had rather hoped I'd never hear you mention 'lochabers' again - but you managed to go and lower the tone! Shudder.
A few of us from popped straight from work to a Thai resturant in Sale (Pam, Dawn, Sarah & Kamran) the food was really nice but I was dissapointed that we had to use knives & forks. Gutted.
I ordered a book to read! LA Confidential as I really rated the movie but the book I ordered turned out to be an abridged version study guide. For effs sake.
That Fray Bentos Steak & Ale pie.. utter filth. Disgusting.
Back to the jigsaw...

This appeared in a work newsletter today on the back page - I have not been mentioned despite being heavily involved in the events as they unfolded. I actually provided the 'scoops', and was rumoured to have been involved if not responsible... but in a negociated deal was absolved!
SCANDALABRA
BY SCANDAL EDITOR JUSTIN SCHOLES
SPREADING GOSSIP SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO
Friends,
Welcome to the first of my monthly round ups of all the gossip, shameful secrets and comical cock-ups that have been going on around the office. All the ones that I can print anyway - a last minute injunction / plea for mercy from Mr Forrestill means that the column is about a third of it's planned size. I could have written a book, believe me.
Hard drinker Mark Engles has been up to his usual tricks. My spies report that the rowdy trouble-causer was spotted in Manchester's Jabez Clegg nightclub attempting to drink his body weight in alcopops. He then headed off into the night on a quest for something to soak up the alcohol; witnesses report it was a case of too little too late as he lurched into a Rusholme eatery and demanded "Champagne and popadums." The shocked waiters complied and then looked on in horror as Mr Engles attempted to "chat up" a couple of other guests without actually using the English language. The ladies subsequent protestations resulted in the fiend being ejected from the premises and bid never to return.
Having recently gained promotion, Mr Engles life partner Kamran Ul-Haq decided to celebrate in "style" on Friday and was seen drinking a blue drink of dubious origins. Closer inspection revealed that the drink was made of 1 part blue and 10 (ten) parts vodka. The resulting sense haemorrhage that Mr Ul-Haq suffered was less than dignified leaving spectators "shocked and appalled" by what they were seeing. He left in shame.
I did laugh! But it seems my immunity may not be preserved for next months edition...
Half Inched!
My bike has been swiped from town! F@#{! It's really annoying but nothing I expect can be done - so I'll put it down to experience and be looking to pick up a bike for £50ish from ebay or loot(version of freeads up here).
Dylan - I read the warning on your site and avoided the link as you advised of course, to preserve my innocence, but I'm sure she's a lovely young lady.

Satuday night party for Augusto's 30th in Stockport. Everyone asked after Goldberg and were disapointed by his absence - I explained that the harsh cold is alien to the tropics so he doesn't venture out at this time of year. I had a good time & I chatted to loads of people (unfortuately all the senoritas are already coupled/married!) - I'd seen many of them once before, it was the normal United Nations with well over ten countries represented, but there were some new people as well, the funniest (in an unitentional way) being the stereotypical German guy, but I did talk to him and he was tidy. I've pencilled in some five a side soccer action against a South American invitational side, which will be a laugh at least. I've been trying to rope people in to play a form of rugby but to no avail so it'll have to be soccer.
I also caught up and chatted with Magory (who has my old room) and her twin sister who is really nice too but eventually I got chucked out as it was pretty late.
The last poll for want of a better word was naff. But I needed something to bring a halt to proceedings on the previous poll and to maintain the status quo at that point.
Results: Which is best?
Comic-43%
Novel-29%
Movie-29%
The new poll relates to the jigsaw pictured previously and prompted by another E-mail from my brawd, "good luck with that jigsaw- I reckon you'll just cheat", we'll see. Depite being 33 Gwil is however down with the kids and had something to say about my homework assignment - "Kings of Leon- excellent, Libertines -yawn more indie punk, if you fancy the latest hot METAL album try Mastadon, saw them with Slayer/slipknot (I'm down with the kids) and they are excellent, kind of classic rock, thrash and grunge mixed but reallly they are just good. "
On the Goats milk at the moment going to give it a go, and dare I say it's doing the job as far as my skin is concerned... so far.

Hells Bells - I'd almost be better off turning them over and doing a grey jigsaw!
Current Count: 38/500 completed

DYDD MAWRTH - Scrubbs
Adam & Rich had got back really late on Monday night from Egypt, and went straight to work as soon as he'd gotten up. You'd have expected him to be shatered in the evening but he went on a cleaning frenzy not that the flat was untidy really, it just had signs of life - but I suppose they are a very clean people! We had a chat and look at his holiday pictures of bombed hotels and the like, it sounded like a really nice week off.
DYDD MERCHER - Sheep or Geek
I had a Friday feeling today, as I was off the next day. The unmanagable volume of work wasn't getting me down so much today, not due to it's absence but because I pushed it to the back of my mind.
Many will know how in offices how it's best not to leave your computer unattended as mischeif can ensue. Normally the computers can be locked but people often forget... to their cost! John (who's very keen to learn wlsh swear words so he can insult Gogs! - I was more than happy to oblige) on my team who sits next to me befell this ultimately harmless fate. As he left for lunch it seems someone jumped onto his computer and changed the personal notes on his profile on the company's intranet. Sitting to his immediate left you may have thought that I'd have seen something but I honestly didn't see a thing. The mystery culprit changed his 'personal notes' (people normally put what they're hobbies are etc) to "I am John Porter. Hear me Roar! RRrrooooOAAaaRr!" and then told most of the office. When I did become awareof the shenanegains I must admit that I did find it slightly amusing.
In the evening I joined Blockbuster - I do like going to the flicks but it costs a few quid normally so DVDs can be cheaper, at least thats the plan.
DYDD IAU - Rememberance Day
Clare called up to Manchester for a visit, I havn't seen her for a while so it was really nice to catch up. She came bearing gifts for my birthday on behalf of herself & AhBaba: a mentally hard jigsaw (500 pieces, picture of pretzels with no guide picture to go by), which is I can tell is going to bring me nearlly to tears through frustration; a CD 'Bigger Better Power Ballads II: The Greatest Driving Anthems In The World.. Ever" ; and a Fray Bentos Steak & Ale pie in a tin, but I'll save that for a special occasion! But really, Thaks very much! I didn't expect anything.
We popped out for Dim Sum at the Tai Pan resturant on the edge of town which Clare'd reccomended and the food was great and not at all expensive, but I was soon stuffed and couldn't eat any more. We chatted and I bored Clare with some obsure fact and information before we headed back to the flat and watched Stuck On You, which was funny and a sad film, I must be getting more empathetic in my old age, It's also seems to have afflicted Steve in recent months aswell I've noticed.
Clare had to shoot off home though to go shoe shopping I think, I got on with prepping food as Helen, Andy & Spencer were coming round to watch a DVD. Before Clare left she left me with some 'homework' I've got to get familiar witht The Libertines & the Kings of Leon as I'm not sufficiently down with the kids, I've never conformed to the level where I'm a bleating sheep, but it seems I'm more a geek in that case!
Spencer called me as he couldn't make it that evening, he's doing late shifts which means he can fit in a radio show which he'll be hosting on ALL fm (not on the internet I'm afraid - it's a local radio station) next Friday from 3-5pm. Helen and Andy made it though and the curry wasn't the best as I rinsed the last of the sauce from the jar, I didn't pay attentionto the amount of water I used - too busy chatting, It was much too thin afterwards. D'oh.
Any how we watched 21 Grams - which had a great rep, sure the acting was good but it was a simple story and the attention was maintained by chopping up the sections of what was normal fare as far as the story was concerned. But it was pretty good, don't get me wrong.We watched Dodgeball afterwards too - irreverence & good fun.
DYDD GWENER - Diwali, Saal Mubarak!
Funny at work today I didn't particually have that Friday feeling despite my 'fun' shirt, possibly due to the crap that was waiting for me.
It was the last day for Bill today, he's a serial temp and we always traded good natured insults at the printer, It's a shame that he's off. And today Dawn left us too, but moved upstairs, she (and her boots) will be missed but at least she's not far away and I bet will be popping down now and again.
I had no particular plans for the night but I was supposed to meet Spencer in town at ten-ish, I headed in to town a little earlier (on the bike - holy crap I almost f~cking froze) to have a quick drink with Adam. By that time he was no longer in the middle of town and was on Canal street, Rich & Lee were out too plus some other's that I havn't met Tony & Andy who were totally sound. Some People say that a lot of straight women go out there (Canal St) and let their guard down - there's more than an element of truth to this as I mananged to get talking to a number of straight ladies before it, ultimately & inevitably I suppose, amounted to nothing. Spencer had left his mob at home and so I didn't end up bumping into him as the lines of conversation were cut, and so spent the evening with Adam & co.
Wales beat Romainia 66-7 in Cardiff - sounds okay but it's the All Blacks next week.
BORE SADWRN - Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
Cycling home from town in the early hours wasn't an appealing option, So I went back to Didsbury with Adam & Rich and slept in a spare room there, Rich had promised to get up early and give me a lift to town so I could get the bike. As it transpired I got a lift back to the flat at noon-ish, I had planned to take it easy in the morning,listen to J.Ross and do some more jigsaw and watch the rugby. This evening I'm off to Stockport for Augusto's 30th birthday! May be some photo's to come. lol!
See you later Aligator.

Andrew 'Po' Potter: In Possibly A Thoughtfull Or Most Likely A Hungry Mood.
pinched from po's image station profile
Check out the bottom of this page you should be able to check if the other bloggers have updated their site recently, some blogs aren't active so I havn't included them but there's no reason that can't change.
I thought of it as I often go to Po's site in hope rather than expectation, but to no avail and was thinking of a way to check with minimum effort and eventually come up with a way to do it, I've been thinking about it for a while.
The recent poll had a close result... for second place! Ha! The results are for the easiest brother on the eye:
Owain 45%
Gareth 27%
Gwilym 26%
None of the above 1%
There is a new poll but it's a bit naff.
I cycled to work again today so I hope it's geting to be a habit. Bye for a while crocodile.

Duncan 'Duncan' Leigh - I hope he can explain this picture...

Nos Iau
Diane from work was leaving for maternity leave for a few months, I thought her last day was the next day (Friday) but it wasn't and it was fortuate that Dawn let me know - so I raced to the Waterguard in Sale to wish her the best. She's pretty confident that it's going to be a girl, but not to extent it transpired that she'll name it Owain if it turns out to be a boy! I had to get back to the flat as I was having a crack at making Spaghetti Carbonara from scratch (the last time in the Haven it had turned into a Carbonara flavoured stodge - Steve/AhBaba's fault tho) as Andy Helen and Spencer(international man of mystery - fashionably late again - got lost this time apparently, funny tho A & H were on time!). It wasn't half bad this time though - but last time had been pretty dire in texture - and it would have been hard for it to have been any worse I suppose. We watched LA Confidential which remains an excellent film - which none of them had seen before!
Dydd Gwener
I cycled to work - without getting lost this time and I must say I quite like the ride in, there are showers at work the only thing is that I have to leave earlier, my shirts are inevitably creased though being packed in my bag and the weather can blow. And it's exercise of course.
Work came and went.
I reluctantly popped to the pub (The Kings Ransom) to be sociable after work. The evening lasted longer than I had originally envisaged and I got Kamran a 'refined' O-Bomb, the regulation 10 minute limit was flouted and he took a whole hour to eventually finish & mop up the last of the dregs with the last piece of crusty bread. The effect was as expected and his memory of events subsequently he informed me the next day were sporadic at best. I was supposed to make sure he got home safley as I was blamed/deemed responsible but there was no shifting him from the pub so I left him to his fate & I headed home. On the way back I learn't that bike lights are not to show you the way but for people to see you, I cycled back along the shortcut through a riverside park which may not have been that wise due to the lack of lights (apart from damn fireworks going off) and kids hanging around in a malicious loitering sense.
Bore Sadwrn
No lie in! In town before 9am, to go on a trek on Saddleworth moors. I cought the bus from the centre with vicky who I'd met once before and some others I hadn't. Spencer got on up route and the journey took us beyond Olham (which I reckon should be re-branded) in just over an hour. There are these large resevoirs up there which supply Manchesters' water - which I know now why it tastes funny, the water is a delicate hue of orange. But it wasn't the weather & after a few hours I was cold and wet, and really needed a cup of tea and a quick kip.
Prynhawn a'r Noson
It was not to be though - I had to watch the match, Wales v South Africa. I got to town less than an hour before kick off, and met Duncan (vide ut supra - he did provide an explaination for the image but I remain unconvinced), who was up from Southern Wales and watched the game in 'Barracuda'. Close game but ultimately a let down & the referee was woefull.
Duncan & Lisa were up for a house warming party in Prestwich in the north of the city and they said to me to go along too... Dunc agreed to text me the address and the time. I went back to the flat supposing a time of 10ish. An text with the address was forthcoming however no time was mentioned & I assumed the time envisaged stood. I found the address but it was a little quiet, a quick call revealed that they were all in town. 'We'll be there in 30 minutes' - an hour later it was, but in the car in the middle of an estate I did manage a quick power nap which I hadn't been able to fit in earlier. So I caught up with Lisa & Dunc chatted to a few other people, Paul, Matt who were all drama teachers and some other drama teachers (they'd all gone to Uni in Cardiff) and but as I had to drive back I was there for but a few hours.
A late edition to this blog, how I forgot I don't know... During the course of the evening Duncan after a few cans of Wife Beater started to demonstate his five second knock out technique that he got from the SAS on Lisa who wasn't too impressed. As I'd mentioned it recently in the blog I offered to demonstrate the wrist lock on him. Dunc seemed happy to accomodate, so I applied it and he whirled around with a yelp and ended facing away from me. He then donkey kicked me in the shin 'Ow' I thought ' Calm Down', but that wasn't it - he threw his head back and headbutted me in the teeth. I let him go. Apparently it was instinctive (do you mean like when you forrage for food on the forest floor?) but it seemed clear things had taken a downward turn so I left soon after, but not before appling the shoulder grip on him which produced a girly scream from him. But fair play he was very apologetic afterwards.
Y Sul
Watched a few DVD's (Donnie Darko & Bowling For Cloumbine & 8Mile - okay films as expected, worth a watch) and done sweet f.a. otherwise. Check here for Gwil and check December's Rugby Wolrd Mag.Just watched Dark Water, best film today... But wierd.

I've been missing out on club rugby, which has left me with withdrawl symptoms, but I can't miss anymore Internationals shirley. It's Wales v South Africa in Cardiff this weekend, and thankfully it's on BBC1! I did have a sense of optimism for the upcoming games (we're also playing Japan, Romania & New Zealand) but after the first few rounds of the Welsh teams in Europe, it feels more like the glass is half empty. But it should be a good game however.
The beard has gone and I've had a haircut, the hair was just a mess & the beard was grown as a deception to facilitate the introduction of a moustache. I wore the 'tache for a few hours but on catching glimpses of my self in mirrors and windows, I decided as Aarti had correctly predicted that it had to go! I am now going with my normal 'perma-stubble' which I reckon suits me best.
Man I've been tired, counting the cost of the weekend I suppose. I did nothing of any worth Tuesday night - I only just managed to feed myself and that was the porridge that I forgoten to eat from the morning that I happened to find in the mircowave. I was hoping to stay up to watch a few of the results come in from the American election but was never going to be able to stay up. (Nb: Can't believe Bush won - good grief!) On Wednesday I was up late and was subsequently late to work (by 10 mins) for the first time ever, the traffic was shocking and I may have made it had the traffic been of reasonable proportions. But I seemed to get away with it. Before you ask I had not partaken of any alcoholic beverages the previous evening.
I've got back that night and passed out for a four hours safe in the knowledge that I had no work the next day - but I was wide awake at 11.30pm when I got up and only eventuallly slept again well into the early hours. I was intending to have a lie in but I'd hit a GMT switch on my bedside clock and thought I got up at 9.30 but was in fact 8.30.
I had in fact booked Thursday off this week in error, it was supposed to be next week but I decided to have both off as I was feeling totally cream crackered and obviousy needed the recouperation
But I've got a fair bit done, sewing buttons, dishes, vaccuming, shopping, prepping food & the bike's now repaired so I can crack on with that in the mornings again.
Ever get those silly tunes stuck in your head? A while back it was 'See My Vest' from the Simpsons that would keep cropping up, at the moment it's 'The Dradle Song' from South Park that get into my head at unexplicable moments, it is funny though - it's mainly the Courtney Cox bit that goes through my head - hillarious! I'm sure you'll be ablr to find it on Kazaa of the like.
Dere'mlaen bois!

Up early again this morning, took Adam & Rich to the airport as they're off to Egypt for a week, red balloon outside... p a r t y over here!
Tonight Ive been sorting out my chi as the lost weekend meant that I had no chores done, and needed to tidy my room and do the laundry. I should be able to fit in the gym tomorrow.
Gwilym's team the Warriors are setting up a website, it's still under construction but should be up & running soon.
It's the Celtic New Year today. Happy New Year.
Somebody's left a beige -ish sort of scarf in my car, any claimants?
Quick note, Andy of DP has come down with a real bad fever - get well soon bud!
Disco New Sensation