Ah, scammers. Dating site, instant messenger chat with a person whose profile pics are way too good to be dating (let alone messaging me). These fools all start with the same lines, so I figured I'd have some fun and mess with him. I didn't click his silly link, I just tried to see how long I could keep him going trying to help me find his 'cam'. ( Read more... )

I'm feeling stressed and nauseous at work. The daily 1.5 hours commute there and 1.25 home is killing me, and the job itself is unsatisfying and frustrating. I may have a breakdown if one particular memo comes back to me to be rewritten for the ninth time. The uncertainty over my job as much as anyone else's is palpable and demoralising. I'm at the ( Read more... )

Those that remember the last time I quoted this song, I was struggling emotionally with the break-up with Anthony. This time I'm reflecting on my recent break-up with James, but am far from struggling.

It was almost two weeks ago that I phoned James in the most difficult call of my life to say it was over. He had been lying to me on multiple ( Read more... )

My resolutions last year were:

1. I will have made three new friends
   I'm well and truly covered on the friends front. Sure, I've met them through the standard means - online and at a new workplace - but my social sphere is expanding for the better. Chica has to count as one too :)
    
2. I will have my provisional driver's licence
   I don't have my P's, but I ( Read more... )

So concludes Chica's first week with me, and I think we're both exhausted! It's a kind of resolute happiness, where we're both trying hard to be our best for the other with a determination for making this new arrangement work. Chica is being very tolerant of my lack of skill in training her, is a perfect angel inside, and is adjusting slowly when ( Read more... )

Just spending the day sorting out the house, cleaning out papers and emptying boxes (I've been here a year, and still unpacking). I happened to find these poems and thought I'd record them here, for posterity.

Feeling Negative (this is as emo as I got as a child...)

I stepped into a gigantic land
(about the size of a baby's hand)
looked around and saw ( Read more... )

Despite the late hour, I've been thinking about posting for a while. I feel I need to write something, anything, to get my head organised and have it all written down somewhere; unordered, possibly incomplete, but it's something. A metaphor for my life, perhaps.

Work is my focus these days. I made the tearful shift from the Public Sector Commission ( Read more... )

Get up, lift off, make a good start
Build momentum, gain speed, you're on your way
Push forward, push back, harder than you thought
Half way, half gone, don't stop now
Steel yourself, steal time, cross the line
Victory rush, lap it up, now the next lap...
Run harder.

Until next time.

9:39pm

After a three four five six week break from the gym, I went back this evening (until I checked my previous post, I honestly thought the break was only four weeks... how time flies). I'm really proud of myself for keeping my weight down during the time I was gone and am easing back into the routine; that is to say, I did 45 minutes of cardio and no ( Read more... )

Me: Sorry, was distracted... you said "edge", and my eyes glazed over
Him: The POINT, not the EDGE.
Me: Cant you edge the point?
Me: Isn't that the point of the edge?
Him: I love edging!
Me: Hence my point.
Me: *laughs*

Until next time.

7:40pm