Stuck in the Mud

I get so bored in work. I guess i'd be more happy in a creative job, photography, design, anythin other than this. This job feeds on your soul. Hense, my attempt at creating a hat for my little mascot Neville the Nut. I think its quite fetching......help!

Maybe I'm over-reacting. Its a cosy job, I sit around all day, just type letters and thats it. I'm in a warm office and the pay is better than average. I have the feeling lately that I simply can't stay in this job forever and maybe its time to move on.

On the other hand, I'm thinking its too late to enrol at college. I should seek advice on that point by someone at the local college to see what my possibilities are. I wouldn't mind learning photography or design, its a big risk and I not be able to pay my way like I do now. I guess I am not happy with big changes. I'll request another prospectus from the local place and see what they have on offer for how much. Thats another thing; for adults to enrol they need to pay in excess of £100 for any one course. It seems things are stacked against me on that front.

Another thing that has been weighing me down, moreso lately, is driving. Every morning and evening on my way to and from work, I have to look at all those happy drivers in their swank cars and wish that it was me. I would love to drive to be able to travel to pick up my son, go visiting people who live far away and more. But again, this comes with a big gamble. I pass all tests.....then what. I can't afford a proper car, even if I save for a year or somethin. I'm impatient and I would like a car the second I pass. This makes me put it off even more. I need motivation if I want to fulfill any of my long-term plans, which I seem to lack at the moment.

Life has been great lately apart from the two set backs above. I've been seeing my latest fling, who I shall call.......Shoe Girl....... the only name I can think of at the mo, as she loves shoes. :¬) We've been hanging out most nights and they have been great. Just what I need. Most of the time we listnen to tunes, watch films, but more importantly talk about random stuff. Good times. Shes going through confusing times at the moment and whichever path she chooses, I sincerely hope shes happy. Shes a great lass and with the amount of care and happiness she delivers out to others, she deserves some herself.

Payday is upcoming and I hope I can keep some money back to last me the month, which I seem to always have a problem in doing. I buy things, which I really shouldnt. I'm spoilt, I know. I need to buy things this month however. Glasses, a new coat, and shoes. Maybe some t-shirts and jeans. All of which shouldnt be a problem as I'm Mr Cheapskate and only buy bargain, discount clothes which look cool lol

Will update ya later.

The Clown Boutique,

Yesterday night, me and my long time pal James went to the infamous Trafford Centre. I had agreed to be his shopping assistant for the night as he needed T-shirts, jeans and shoes. With that general idea of what he wanted..... we ventured forth to do what most men hate and break out into a sweaty panic doing....shop

We got there and all was well. We did the man thang and scoped the hotties (safe to say that there weren't any, but we scoped anyway). Whilst scoping we set off to circumnavigate the shopping complex. The first point of call was River Island, a trendy upper priced fashion emporium, which at first i was anxious to enter, with me being accustomed to cheap bargain stores like George and T J Hughes.

So we entered this marvelous shop of wonders and colours. I soon found out the colours were actually the clothes and the wonders were the thoughts that occurred to me saying "I wonder why anyone buys these weird clothes? hmmmm?". Any person suffering from epilepsy walking too fast past the racks and racks of clothes would indeed have a seizure frenzy. It turned out most mens stores were like this one. I found myself wanting to return to a trendy shop like Burtons, which sells more smart-casual clothes. A rock clothes store would have suited me down to the ground, but there wasn't one in sight...*sigh*

Exhibit 1

Clown pants......in the normal clothes section......not the night time PJ section...hmmm

In defence of this trendy store, there were some nifty tops and boxers (underwear). Namely, SUPERMAN boxers, i nearly had a geek-fit and there was a cool THUNDERCATS top which had me dancing on the spot with James giving me the evils for embarrassing him.

All in all though, every store was filled with stuff like...

Exhibit 2

Multi Coloured tops, with colours that seem to jump right out atcha!

and

Exhibit 3

Clown shoes that were actually on sale amongst perfectly decent shoes. shocking!

So, if i wanted to go into in depth analysing-ment-ism of this current "young generation", I'd safely say they are a bunch of clowns on parade. Why on gods earth haven't their parents, or grandparents for that matter, taught them what not to wear having already made those dreadful mistakes in the 60s, 70, and especially the 80s/early 90s.

Maybe I'm out of touch with the fashion these days, maybe i should move with the times and try this new approach to cool out. Yeah, think I'll buy myself a multi coloured t-shirt and have everyone bowing at my feet (mostly due to the seizures they will suffer from me prancing around with one). But yeah, I may test one out. Doubt I will at the end of the day, the prices were in the £20 region, and that was just for socks. Think I will stick with my cheap, bargain clothes. lol

What do you think? Trendy, or terrible? Swanky or Scary? Give us your views.

Damn Snow

We don't get it much around there parts. I for one could do without it. I hate winter. It affects my arthritis (how old do i sound? Lol) kids on the way to work were throwing snowballs as if instinctively. I managed to dodge one little kid who was cheekier then most. So i got away unscathed. The snow, if anythin seems to be getting stronger. Why can't there be snow days here. 'works been called off mal you can go home!'. Bring on the summer and bring it on quick i say.

Pic of the week

Found out how to post pics to my blog straight from my phone. This pic shows am example of how far my love of superhero movies goes lol i ain't a massive fan but like little bits like this.

Addicted

I'm normally a man who resists temptation. Very well in fact. I am not an alcoholic, nor am I a serial smoker or gambler. I have very strong will power when it comes to vices such as those. Well, all except for gaming... Last week (pay day), I bought myself an Xbox 360 and GTA IV. Having played an Xbox before and having been amazed by the graphics and games, plus having loved every other GTA game previously, I just had to buy myself one.

I've been brought up on computers and as far back as I can remember, I can recall a computer being in our home. First one I remember was a Commedore and then my much loved Atari ST. Next came the more user friendly consoles that kicked this hobby into overdrive, the NES, the SNES, the Mega Drive. I had them all at some point and used to spend hours isolated in my room playing them. Even on holiday away from my much loved consoles, I found an arcade and got my fix there. I cried as a kid if I didn't get a chance to visit an arcade. It was the arcade I wanted, not the beach or tourist attractions. Looking back, yes, it was weird. I blame my sister and brother who got my hooked on gaming in the first place.

In my defence, I am not a huge gamer at the moment. The addiction seems to have gotten weary as I've gotten older, with responsibilities, relationships and maturity pushing it to the back of my mind, but I still love games. I think in work about playing GTA and other games, like Guitar Hero, which was my previous addiction. (rock on!). GTA seemed the perfect first game to buy for the Xbox, as it is almost as if it is a never ending game. Well worth the money.

That's enough of that. I'm getting the wild shakes just thinking of the next mission I am to undertake as Nico Belic, the character from GTA. .. well, not that bad, I am over exaggerating a tad.

The weekend went well. I went a gig on Friday and got drunk. It seems the usual thing now on a night out. The question that springs to mind is "Can I go out with friends and not get drunk, but drink at a steady pace and just enjoy myself?". I'm going to experiment on that one in the future. I don't like acting like a prat when out with friends, even though they get a laugh out of it.

Spent Saturday with Kallam and did the usual, went to my brothers. He is progressing his wording a little, saying things like bye bye and associating it with waving to people. I'm so proud. *beams with pride*. When someone says "your a big boy now!", he stretches his arms (arm) up and smiles. He's so cute. Love him to pieces.

This weekend coming up, I've got him overnight and then during Saturday. Can't wait.

That's it for the update. C ya round.