There is one thing I can guarantee that will rile me up and feel like killing a small shrub. It’s being too hot. In my room currently, it’s so bloody hot. I’m sweating. I’m sitting here, not doing anything and I’m sweating. How could life get any worse? That’s right, it can, its making me tired as well.

It may sound weird but at this precise moment in time, I can’t imaghine being cold in my room. It used to happen when I didn’t have double glazing and stuff. I would wake up being able to see my breath. I’d love that about now.

I also just want to mention that Gok Wan is starting to grate on me nowadays. I didn’t mind him before but now I’m sick of people taking his words as if they’re gospel. The amount of people I see going around the streets wearing stuff that he’s said is good. I mean, it’s ridiculous. How about you get your own ideas!

Rant over. I can’t be arsed any more

I’ve been a busy boy again. I had work which was OK. Just reducing shoes again. No big deal. Got more reducing things again tomorrow. Probably doing that for about 8 hours. Yay! All joking aside, it sure beats doing other things.

I ended up watching the old version of Oliver Twist earlier. Well, I watched some of it. I got a bit bored. It mainly annoyed me ‘cos there is something about 50s British films that annoys me. It’s like why musicals annoy me ‘cos of the people in them overact so much it’s nauseous. It’s the annoying too well spoken English accents.

I’m trying to become more of a blogger, I’m putting a lot of effort into trying to make Radio Rabies work and hopefully get some degree of income from it. I know it’s me being a little bit presumptious of me to assume that I’ll be getting any degree of listenership but I am really putting effort into getting people to listen. I’m lame. But I want to persue it as best as I can.

Sorry ths is a very lame post but hopefully I’ll do something interest tomoz or Tuesday.

I am weak. I’ll admit it, I ate an Easter egg yesterday. I know I should have waited until tomorrow but I wanted some chocolate. It looked so good in it’s box and stuff it would almost be inhuman if I didn’t. Well sort of. I slept well last night so that’s how much I really care about eating it. And I’d do it again! (I guess that would only be possible if I built a time machine and stuff which I haven’t got the cash or technology for)

I feel tired for some reason. It probably is a sign that I didn’t have enough sleep last night. I got up early so I could wait for the postman just in case my ebay items arrived and he couldn’t fit ‘em through the letter box. I got up at 9am and they were already here. Logic would have dictated that I could have gone back to bed but I didn’t. I’m not sure exactly why and I am slightly regretting it now. Might have to settle for a short afternoon nap later on.

Oh man, Twitter is annoying me. I sent some texts to Twitter yesterday and it’s all glitched out and it keeps resending my messages, like 10 times or so each and it’s annoying me as well as other people. And I don’t blame them. I just hope that they know that it’s not me doing it, it’s Twitter.

I’m in another mood to write a blog. Do you know what? I always seem to buy stuff online on eBay etc. whenever there is like a public holiday or something. I’ve bought a few things off eBay this week. I’ve not bought from their since last year, but it’s funny how I chose to buy stuff during Easter. I mean, this week there is 3 days when post will not get delivered. Wonderful. Meaning that stuff I’ve bought might not get here until like Tuesday. It’s a bit annoying but I should have seen it coming. Oh well. I got the majority of the stuff but still, I’m inpatient and have a distaste for the Royal Mail. But saying that, on the flip side I sent a package out to my bro in the USA last Friday and he got it yesterday. 5 days in transit to the USA, including a Sunday so that’s not bad at all. I guess I love Royal Mail when they’re good and hate them when they are bad. I have no other choice but to put up with their shenanigans!

It’s that time of week where I am at work again. Sad face. I really don’t like getting up so early on a Sunday. My biggest motivation of course is that I’m getting paid to do so. There should be no other reason for anybdy to get out of bed, let alone leave the house on a Sunday… But every week, I am surprised by the sheer amount of people who go shopping on a Sunday morning. I’m not kidding, we open our doors at 10am and people were waiting outside. It was quite funny though cos this little kid was being dragged around the store by his Mum and he was singing a lovely little song which went “Mum can we go home?” over and over. The fact that he had made up a song with a catchy tune in the time he was being dragged around a shop is quite sad. I’ll never understand the motivation behind shopping on a Sunday.

I’m in quite a good mood, it’s sunny out and i can hear birds singing through my window. My favourite is the blackbird. They’re pretty and they make a lovely noise (there is quite a good song by the Beatles about them too lol). The cats are outside too. I love blackbirds. I just hope Bear and Maisy spare them.

Whilst I was at work I was daydreaming about chasing my dream. Not having to worry about money and stuff. What would my dream job be etc. I think that if I was able to podcast for money that would be the best ever. I want to start the podcast up again. It’s on a short hiatus due to a tragedy I don#’t want to go into at the moment. I’m going to do it again soon hopefully. It would be good to live the dream. Being paid to be creative. Heck, a job that you can tolerate would be a good start…