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February 16th, 2006
A strange mark appeared on my forehead on Tuesday. I went to the loo before lunch and checked myself out in the mirror (as you do) and it wasn’t there, but when I returned from Lichfield the mark had materialized slap bang in the middle of my head.
So what strange phenomenon caused this strange mark? I think I’m fairly safe as there’s not even a single six anywhere in sight, but it’s still a bit weird. Maybe it’s cos my brain has been on full-tilt crazy go-nuts power for the last six weeks, and it’s finally leaked. Who knows.
Additional… A top ten five of what this mark could be:
- A Laser (Kris)
- A leaky pen mark (Starberri)
- Lipstick (!) (Rachel)
- Walked into a Door (Han)
- Self Obsession (Dr. Paul)
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February 7th, 2006
Photos are cool. I was having a look through my mobile pics last night and they we’re reminding me of all the good times I’d had with mates the last year. So, not really that interesting for people that don’t know me, but it’s good to indulge in things once in a while. Here are some more…
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January 30th, 2006
Churchill used to call his bouts with depression his “Black Dog”, that would ever so often come and visit him. I really didn’t know what depression meant, I always thought it was something people said when they were a bit sad about something. It wasn’t until my first year at University that I realised the crushing grip of depression.
For those of you that don’t know; depression isn’t feeling a little sad. It’s a deep dark pit of despair, it grips you like a vice, squeezing your stomach sending poison round your body. That first time at University was exactly this. I couldn’t face doing anything. I didn’t care what I looked like, I couldn’t interact with people anymore, something had broken inside me and I didn’t know what it was or how to make it better. Slowly, so slowly I came out of it. I floundered there for a while, but it did get better.
That was eight years ago. I remember for the longest time afterwards I was scared that It would come back, that the very act of being scared of it was going to cause it. Fear of fear is something I think we can all relate to, you wont do something because it may cause you to feel bad. I think in this context ‘bad’ is such an insipid word, but what word could you possibly use to describe the darkness of being depressed?
I’ve had other bouts of it, mostly at Uni, but always come out the other side, perhaps a bit stronger for the experience. But I’ve not felt “bad” for ages. So that brings me to today. And I’m feeling low again. I wouldn’t say that I was depressed because I can remember that feeling, and that was a lot worse. This is sporadic, occasionally smacking me in the face. I do think it’s clouding my ability to think properly, to say what I really think because I’m in self preservation mode, doing what I can to make me feel ok. Well, that’s not strictly true, I haven’t lied or done something that would hurt someone just to make me feel better, it’s more that I don’t fully trust my own feeling at the moment.
That said, I know I’ll get better. I’ve got God on my side. I know this post sounds so “oh, woe is me” but as it’s my diary, I don’t really care. Read it, don’t read it. It just helped writing it.
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January 27th, 2006
Paul: You have a reprieve from me writing about last night’s debacle to join in the four things geekary…
I’ve been tagged by Lloydy so it would seam I have to do the same, kind of like a blog chain letter, but without the threat of spiritual violence. Hang on your collective asses cos here we go…
Four jobs i’ve had in my life
Four films I can watch over and over
Four places I have lived
- Walsall
- Huddersfield
- That’s pretty much it…
Four TV shows I love to watch
- The Simpson’s
- Futurama
- Family Guy (is there a pattern emerging here?)
- The News (on the BBC naturally)
Four places I have been on holiday
Four of my favorite foods
- Mum’s Sunday lunch
- Spag. Bol.
- Curry mate
- Sausages!
Four Websites I visit Daily
Four places I would rather be right now
- With friends
- Travelling
- Travelling some more
- Settled (guess this one is more an emotional place)
Four Bloggers I am tagging
- Paul (back at ya)
- Steve Smith
- Benedict Eastaugh
- Other friends who I know have blogs, but I can’t remeber the address! Consider yourself tagged.
Additional: Four recent books I’d reccomend…
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January 13th, 2006
Ooo, I love tea me. So I thought after the stir caused by the last post I’d write about something else that’s quite close to my heart. Yesterday lunchtime I had a wonder over the local supermarket, my mission was clear: To get some new tea bags to replace the 3 year old bumper pack of 20 million we have lying around in the work kitchen. So imagine my displeasure when after 5 minuets drawing fresh water and boiling the slower-than-average kettle I came to get a Earl Grey bag for my cup only to discover i’d brought loose leaves!
It’s some indication of the lengths I’ll goto to amuse myself at work that I was this gutted about the lack of decent tea. And then to spend another 10 minuets taking a picture of the tea, uploading it, then writing about it as-well…
Anyway, in conclusion, I like tea. A lot.
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January 3rd, 2006
It’s been a strange one this year. Being back at work, freezing my butt off, is given me chance to reflect on everything that’s happened in the last week. A week? Has it really only been a week? It seams like a whole other world
I was upset to learn of the passing of a very cool person just after Christmas. Although I didn’t really know her, the little time I’d spend with her had shown me what strength she had. She’ll be sorely missed.
Christmas also gave me opportunity to reflect on where I am in my life. And that I cannot any longer piss about when It comes to my faith. I’m a Christian, and damn proud to be one! I need to focus my attention on God. Someone amazing helped me realise this, if you’re reading this, you know who you are. Thank you. You rock. You and you’re family.
So this is it, the first post of 2006, with hope for the coming year. God bless you all.
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December 17th, 2005
It’s ten to one on Saturday morning, and I’ve just spent a pleasant hour being arrested for drink driving, getting fingerprint ink all over my coat and blowing into this big machine all to find out that I’m so far under the drink drive limit it barely registered on the machine.
It all started out as a good night out bowling with some mates from church, and then for a quick drink in the local. Which meant I had a bottle and a bit. Apparently on the journey home I failed to indicate at an island, so was merrily pulled over, blue light’s-a-flashing.
To be fair the two officers were very nice about the whole thing, and I kinda felt sorry for them wasting their time on me and a mountain of paperwork, still not the most pleasant way to end your night. Guess it’s taught me a lesson though… Don’t drink and drive. At all. Not a drop.
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September 14th, 2005
Never let it be said that life in the country is boring, danger lurks around every corner. There I was taking a gentle stroll, just chilling out at lunchtime, when I “herd” it. A sound which sent a chill up my my spine. The sound of a thousand bovine hooves thundering along in the field next to the path on which I was walking.
My view was obscured by a large bush, but every now and again I caught a flash of black and white. As I reached the end of the lane, a gate to my left was all that separated to from the now huge throng of cows amassing before me. Luckily I had my camera, and just managed to take this snap before the maddened crowd, who were now threatening to burst through onto the path, got too leery!
As I left, I was treated to a chorus of MOOO’s, and I knew I had witnessed something spectacular. These truly were Cow Assassins
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June 28th, 2005
This may be one of my last posts, I haven’t decided yet the best way to take rdc forward. As i’m using Flickr more and more i’m finding that a picture tells a story much better than a blog, plus you get to be part of a massive community rather than floating around the edges. Plus finding time (or rather making time) to write is becoming more of a drag.
Anyway, we went to Newquay for Paul’s Stag Do
And we went to Coed-y-Brenin to ride the Red Bull Course.
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June 9th, 2005
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know it’s been a while, but it’s built up the expectation, right? Hmm, okay so maybe not. Since the last time I wrote, i’ve been doing all kinds of stuff (for want of a better word). So here’s the rundown of two and a half weeks in the life of me…
My last post was some random crap about an ice bar in london, so lets ignor that one and go back to the one before. 1 week before Lee and Lindsay’s wedding, and I was raving on about how old I felt. So the couples happy day came, Lee fluffed his lines, and Lloydy got VERY drunk. All in all a good day was had by all. The best bit being the hour rant that someone had in the loo, i’ll post the video soon if he (or she, don’t want to incriminate anyone…. although that would’ve meant I was filming in the girls bogs), will let me.
Generally work… Actually, I’m not even going to bother with that one.
The bank hoilday called for some biking in the Wyre Valley with the lads. What can I say, as usual a top day out, and got me some more footage for the “rant cam”.
I (and several others from church) took a visit to a mosque in Pleck for one of their open days. It’s a really good idea, they open up the whole thing, show you round, feed you (yes, a BIG factor in deciding to go) and give you this talk on Islam. I’m impressed with anything that helps build bridges between communities, so a big thanks to those guys for making us feel so welcome.
Another biking session brought me this very nice wound and a couple of bruised ribs (hence the “ouch”).
Which I guess brings me up to this week, that has so far conceited of work, a joint cell with the guys from Eurostreams (an absolutely awesome night), the tuesday night pub quiz, and a bit of a bulti (init mate) with Steve, Paul, Ben and the rest of the guys from WCC.
All that, plus the usual pub nights, cinema, the quiz and the odd jamming session here and there have made for a pretty sweet, 2 (or so) weeks. Interesting, eh? No… I didn’t think so.
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