I could never be a secret agent

If I was ever recruited to work for the MIs, they'd soon realise it was the worst idea ever. I can't keep a secret. It's not my fault, it's just I give everything away...in my sleep. So, they'd have to recruit my girlfriend too.

A Bad Start

I have to hit the road for work very soon (as is usual), but as a quick update: things aren't going well.

Yesterday was meant to be my reintroduction to exercising but, due to a dodgy meal with visiting friends the night before, I spent most of the day walking back and forth from the bathroom...

Today, due to having to change back to my old rubbish phone after losing my phone on the cycle to Craggstock, I woke up at 7.30 completely unaided as my phone had turned itself off (Motorola fail to alarm of not turned on...and my old phone randomly turns itself off.

Overall, not a great start to the week. And I always think that if Morning is the most important part of the day to get right, Monday is the most important part of the week...

Duke Spirit: Free Tickets

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Lazy Lazy Lazy

Well, not so lazy...I have a cold at the moment but have to drag myself into work regardless. Well, maybe just for the morning and then I'll run away home.

My fitness regime is to start again next week, but I'm also completing the 1st stage of moving house the following weekend...so I'm getting all the laziness in while I can

Just Back

Have been away for the weekend, and out of touch for the last few weeks. But this weekend I was at the End of the Road festival. I enjoyed the whole experience, but got to see significantly little bands. I think this is because I focussed more on seeing friends than bands - and in that sense, the weekend was a complete success.

Back to cycommuting this week, maybe some swimming and back into everything full-time next week!

Never in my life...

have I felt at home. I think sometimes that it's the one thing that I seek in life. Other times I feel it's the one thing that I've fought against all my life. Either way, eventually I'll need a place to call my own.

Very soon I'll be moving house to find a place with the one girl who understands me at the moment. This does scare me. I've moved in with people in the past and found it to be a very different experience than when we had independent lives. I think this will be different.

My Uncle once...

...told me he was my favourite. That was fairly recently. I really hadn't considered favourite relations, but now I think I have one.

I hadn't thought about it before but, as he's the youngest of my mother's siblings, he was 16 years old when I was born. All through my early years I considered him to be a grown-up when he was barely in his twenties. I'm 28, and barely consider myself to be a grownup. I suppose sometimes it's not about how I see myself, but about how other people see me.