tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-175156482011-12-15T03:07:36.072ZHeadlong over a cliff, one breath at a time.Journeymanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00150904505272986198noreply@blogger.comBlogger381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17515648.post-40625762350465993912006-11-24T17:53:00.000Z2006-11-24T17:58:28.080Z

Untitled & Unfinished (I think)Life measured by the backlight timeoutLife measured by remote controlLife measured by the cigs I'm smokingAnd the sense that somehow I went and got too old.

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The Bad Man Doesn't ComethHave you ever begun to wonder whether you are actually a bad person?I mean seriously, do you ever think to yourself 'Actually when it comes down to it, when faced with an option, I have no morals. I really am a scumbag.'?Even true scumbags must have come to a point where they thought to themselves 'Wow, I really am a shit.'So what, you probably don't wonder, has brought

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So What Now?Well, this is a little unexpected. Sat at work. Empty office.3/4 of an hour to use with no interruptions. Don't panic, my post isn't that long.Managed to get half an hour alone in here with... well with her. Her? I really can't call her 'Her'. That's crap, but anonymity should be retained of course. Hmm...something flattering, and amusing, possibly romantic too, (or erotic? No. Too

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A Total Lack Of Respect For The HeartHow life changes.It’s been a long time since I’ve been here. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in a place where I’ve had the time, inclination or opportunity to be here.So much has happened. Trauma and joy. Love and heartache. Here’s a very brief rundown.Miss Potential became Miss Actual became almost Mrs Journeyman. For a brief, brief moment my life was

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I’m in a car, on the driver side (I don’t drive) and having a strange fit/vision in which I’m writing on the steamed up window but instead of ink flowing from the pen it’s cockroaches. I’m looking into the car at myself writing, I look detached and vacant. I can’t read what I’m writing. The roaches are fascinating though and as they emerge from the tip of my pen or finger, they moved around as if

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Ok, for those of us, me included, who’ve been following the saga of me and Miss Potential here’s the latest. This won’t be the full theme of this post but it’s definitely worth mentioning.I’ve got MSN messenger.Oooh, I hear you whisper. Look at the bright shiny thing the spaceman has got. Ok, ok I know I’m probably the last person in the western hemisphere to get but still, it’s a novelty to me.I

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Well, the date was cancelled.But I’m still hanging in there. It was her lad having some major strop that meant she had to leave work early and the possibility of going out, or me going round there, was out of the question. I wished her luck with her boy and asked her to drop me a line.So it was Aberdeen Angus rump steak for one.Arse.Went to a mates instead and got hammered on a ¼ - ¾ mix I made

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As is my habit, I've taken a scooby at these blogs and they are all places I will go.the cloned corpse of marcus talI find this blog bizarre, unique and stimulating. I like it. You're old enough to decide for yourself.evie's cornerThe photographs here are powerful, sensual in the true meaning of the word (to me) and provocative. Go, take a look.Paper TigersAs a rule, I've never read much poetry,

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Beep…Babeep…Beppity…Beep(Ok, so that’s a crap impression of a news ticker – so sue me)News update from the relationship front.Everything appears to be cool.I dropped by Miss Potentials’ work today and there were a number of things that have made me think that scenario 1 (Boys and Girls and Ex's) is lot less likely than scenario 2.She was pleased to see me. A very good sign.She was quite happy to

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Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome to the weird world of GROWN UP DATING!!!Man, things have got a little fucked up today.Pete rings me at work, ‘What are you doing tonight? Fancy coming round and helping me tidy up my house?’ To explain he’s in the middle of renovating a house they just bought.‘Ok’ says I because a) Pete and Mary are my two best friends and I like to help them out and

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Hello Reader.Just a quick post (on my lunch break), just to say that despite some initial confusion, frustration and impatience (all on my part, as per) I have actually managed to get Miss Potential to agree another date for our ermm... next date.So, a week on Friday, or Saturday depending on her work commitments, we will be meeting again. Now all I need to stress about is a) what to do and b)

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Ok, I’m back.Apologies to you Reader for the intermittent nature of my blogging, my net connection is, for various reasons, unreliable. I’m working on it.Ok, so I promised you a run down of my blind date. Well to give you a bit of background. The night was actually her leaving do from where she worked with my mate Pete. So there were loads of people round ALL of whom knew that Pete had set me and

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Oh yes.I will let you know how the date went soon. Well, basically after I find out what her reaction to the evening was.As far as I was concerned, it went VERY well indeed. Oh yes.Until then.Goodnight.

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For some god knows reason I’ve decided to let you see a little poem I’ve written. I originally wrote it to email to the other members of the psychotherapy training course I’m doing instead of sending a Christmas card (which I couldn’t afford to do anyway – see Back in the water, unfortunately it's Shit Creek), unfortunately, I’ve lost all of their details and so won’t be able to let them read it

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This is just going to be a quick one.I’ve got a date.A blind date admittedly but a date nonetheless.Set up by my good friend Pete.It’s tomorrow, I feel like I’m sixteen again.I haven’t dated in about five years haven’t needed too until I asked Liz to move out about a year ago and it’s not been an issue since then (mainly because we’ve still slept together occassionally).I’ve NEVER been on a blind

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‘Well, hello again. So soon too?’Well, you know, once you get typing…Christmas day itself was great, proper family Christmas, open presents, wait for food, eat food, get hammered with family, pass out. No stress.The best bit for me was watching my nephew and soon-to-be-niece. Brad is almost 7 and Leah is slightly older so they’re beyond believing in Santa, I think, but so sparklingly mercenary

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‘Well, hallo. Haven’t seen you around here for a while. Long time no blog, eh?’I have my reasons.‘Ooh mysterious’.Well, no actually. It would appear that my ‘net connection is reliant upon a student and unfortunately he went home for Christmas so ‘bang’ no connection.So now I’m back, at least for a few weeks anyway.HAPPY NEW YEAR!Balloons popping, drink swilling, fireworks banging etc etc.I hope

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So…here I am again. Has the world changed since my last, rather traumatic, entry?Well, yes and no as always.Am I still in a financial shit creek of my own making?Oh yes sir indeedy without a doubt. I think £20 to last all week, still no bills paid and the fact that I need to speak to Candle and tell her that I’m not going to be able to resume my therapy until the new year confirms that, don’t you

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Shit, shit, shit.I’m such an idiot. I’ve been such a fool and now it’s time to pay the piper. Almost literally in this case.What is the one thing I needed to do to ensure that this whole ‘Quitting shit job to put energies into training and finding another way to pay the bills’ thing worked?Easy answer – finding another way to pay the bills.Somethings been very, very wrong with me these last

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Ok, this is a quick post, I’ve lots to do. Firstly, an issue has come up about posting my learning journal and until I’ve got it fully resolved I’m going to hold off from including it in my blog. I will put it in if I can, but hey, we’ll see.Second, I’ve got to get my stuff together because I’m off to the UK Music Hall of Fame Awards!! How cool is that!? I got a phone call on Monday telling me I’

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Well I’ve just spent some time clicking the ‘next blog’ button up there at the top of the screen and there are two things that I’d like to report. Why I’m reporting them to you, Reader, when you’re perfectly aware I’m sure of some of the oddities that make up this blogging world I don’t know. They’ve tickled me so hopefully they might do the same to you.Firstly, ‘Gay Facials’ - is it me or does

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The writing style of this blog is slightly off-kilter. I like it. You might.RipCart 92

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One week. One week free of that soul destroying job. The world is a slightly weird place. I’m acutely aware that I’m in a bit of a freefall zone at the moment. Everything’s cool until the money runs out. Which it will do, soon. We’re talking weeks rather than months here people.Am I a fool? Some kind of optimistic, naïve nutter who’s sacrificed everything on the altar of hope? Or worse, was this

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There are two reasons that I’d like to recommend the following blog. They recommended mine and, more importantly, it is truly a great read.Call Centre PurgatoryI particularly love his views on just how fantastic women are. In fact I’m feeling inspired to extol the virtues of the smarter, fairer sex myself. I may even blog it.Now if I could just get one to stand still long enough for me to

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Yeah, I know. Been a little while hasn’t it?I suppose this is a good test of how committed I am to this whole Blog thing. I know what I’m like, all enthusiasm and eagerness right up to the point where it actually requires some effort.Hmmm…in all honesty I don’t know what to do about that side of myself apart from fight it where I see it. Seeing it’s the hard part tho’.So what’s happened since my

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Damn Coldplay and Other ThoughtsWhat follows is a copy of the journal I’m required to keep following each training session. In case you’re wondering, and you’re probably not, it’s Day Three because I’ve only just learnt how to transfer direct from Word. If it seems a bit all over the place it’s because the first half is transcribed from my writing during the day. Oh just read it or surf on it’s

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The Night After the Night BeforeI've just re-read my last post. Intense to say the least.I'm still debating whether to delete it or not. I could but that would be the easy option. Delete it and forget I ever wrote it. Only a dozen or so people read it anyway and they're spread across the planet. It's not as if I'm going to bump into someone tomorrow who'll say 'God, I was reading some poor

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Pennies and SecretsThis will be a difficult post. One reason is because Conker is in a real 'i love you' mode at the moment (after earlier deciding that the paper shade on my nice Ikea lamp is sooo much fun) and would much prefer my hand to be stroking her belly than typing and insists on coming over and telling me so with nudges.The other reason...well...i've struggled with the other reason for

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Early Starts & Changing TimesOk, this has to be a quick post because I'm up at 6 tomorrow. No big sweat you say but I'm a night owl and not a worm catcher and my normal 'drag my backside out of bed' time is 8.Joy of joys I'm off to Preston with Bitchtits to stand on a shopping centre roof in the rain and listen to him pointlessly bollock 2 of our engineers. I say pointlessly because as all of

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I Didn't Like MondaysOdd, Odd day today. Started ok, usual work stress but with my internal 'countdown to leaving' clock running there wasn't anything too much to handle. That was until Bitchtits got a bee up his backside about a report that we needed in today(unfortunately, due to the whole confidentiality I need to keep this a bit vague, besides the details are dull dull dull). What made it

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Another Miracle of Modern Science

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Getting Late & New BeginningsWell it's almost 20 past 1 and I really need to start thinking about tearing myself away from the computer and getting some kip. I've spent a scandalous amount of time today doing blog stuff. There are some very impressively done sites out there (as I'm sure you're already aware) and I might start putting links to some on the page (probably some time after I learn how

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Just re-read the previous post and noticed that 'blog' is definitely one of those words that gets weirder the more you say it.Blog, blog, blog, blog, blog, blog.....etc etc ad absurdum.

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Sods Law & Blog EnvySods Law isn't it, I rant about adverts and the ranting post doesn't have any. Would it be more ironic if it had?Oh dear, oh dear. I've just been to a very very good blog.Ah Yes, Medical School has interesting links, loads of comments and, most importantly of course, an absolutley riveting blog. Check it out.Unfortunately, I'm now left with a 'My blog's going to be so crap

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AdvertsWhat are these shitty little adverts that I get each time I post? I’ll probably get one attached to this.Just for the record.I don’t want to finance your play/film/extravagant lifestyle/drug habit. I don’t want you to finance my play/film/extravagant life style/drug habit.I don’t believe you when you tell me I can earn $$$ with just a few easy clicks if I could surely the world would be

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I've changed the name and address of my blog. I went to look for it during my lunchbreak at work (18 working days to go!) by searching Google. Do you have any idea how many blogs have 'cat' and 'life' in their title.Millions.So I changed it.Although now I feel a bit like the lone guy in the Life of Brian who pipes up 'I'm not an individual' out of the crowd.

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Wow, I'm on this blog thing for one day and I go and freak someone out. Probably not any kind of record but anyway.Frankly, I don't know if I'm supposed to respond to a comment here or in the Comments bit. What's the etiquette? Anyway it would be a bit weird to comment my own post so I'll do it here and besides I've tried that 3 times already and it doesn't seem to be working.To the fat bottomed

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Handed my notice in today.Decided, that was it, enough is enough, I can't waste any more of my energy on a job that doesn't give me anything back. Yesterday I was so terrified at what I was about to that I almost didn't do anything.Today, I changed my world.I'm 33 and for the past 5 and a half years I've worked in the lightning protection industry (don't ask it's not that interesting - although I

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