Not blogged much recently... To be honest, it's cos life is so dull that I have absolutely nothing to tell you about. Well, that's not strictly true, although my days seem to involve working and playing on the Playstation of late. Work is actually going alright for once - although I have the uneasy feeling that things are going too well.... It's surely only a matter of time before some reasonably important thing I've forgotten to do comes back to bite me on the arse. But for the time being, I'm strutting about the office in a reasonably cocky fashion.
The real reason for my relative silence is that I have kindly donated my computer to J to write her thesis, after the laptop she bought of Ebay failed miserably to appear. The seller seems genuine, if a little rubbish at giving a shit, but mechanisms are in place for her to get her money back. Doesn't change the fact she's a couple of hundred quid down with no way of writing her project. Thankfully, she has the benefit of my slightly creaky PC to fall back on, hence the fact I have been devoting myself to establishing Hereford as a force in Fifa 08-English football of late.
She only has a few weeks left, so is a tightly wound ball of stress and anxiety at the moment - I'm sure any of you who have been through a similar process will understand. I get the impression that, were I to touch her without warning, she would ping off into the stratosphere like a massive bouncy ball.
She'll be fine though - she's a Geological genius, even though she doesn't realise it. Somehow already having a masters wasn't enough and she's putting herself through all this just to get another one, but this time in a foreign language. Makes me feel suitably ashamed about my sham of a tertiary education. Still, look where I am today! Using that hard won Psychology degree to earn a barely deserved 'Manager of the Month' nomination at the bank. Enquiries as to whether it earns me the first gold star for my name badge are as yet unconfirmed.
I hope you're giving that girl lots of support i.e. cooking dinner for her every evening, cleaning up, making her cups of tea and generally attending to her every whim.
ReplyDeleteYes I know no-one did that for you at Uni but just think, you'll be rewarded in heaven lol
Dear sir/madam, it was a pleasant surprise, if not a total shock, to discover i have such exalted readership. I trust you find nothing personally offensive with the content. Thank you for your concern over my boyfriend abilities, and might i take this opportunity to reassure you i am pushing myself to the limit to try and be as helpful and supportive as possible. Whether it is having the desired effect is debatable. And yes, no one did the same for me at uni, but then i spent 4 years drinking my way to an arts degree, as opposed to studying for a masters in a foreign language, so i don't feel too hard done by.
ReplyDeleteWell done my child, commendable effort.
ReplyDeleteDon't forget though - Jesus knows if you're lying...
I thought that was santa? Sorry for the lack of blog updates recently by the way, if you want to know what i've been up to ask your dad
ReplyDeleteI Am my dad!!!!
ReplyDeleteWhy does everyone always forget that? Like sheesh!!
By the way - you need to stop what you're doing in the shower, boy. Like, seriously!
you love it you dirty entity, you know you do.
ReplyDeleteSo let me get this straight - you're your own father? That is Jeremy Kyle material if ever I heard it. You're either from Arkansas or Ballymena - and I imagine yer ma is also yer da and yer da's yer uncle, whilst Robert's your mother's brother.
Your birthday must be nightmare...