Ageing

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Adverts… popups…. spam…. are these the reasons I get so hacked off with the Internet? House-hunting has started. Fed up living on a main road, in a flat, no real space. We want more room, a garden, somewhere to put the car, somewhere quiet. Now will someone please tell me when I got so old!?!?

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Pausing

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Spent 4 hours on the Internet last night. Searching, reading, observing. I remember when I started my semi-daily journal type thing, and how excited I was to be part of something, that strange sense of community. 4 hours. Very little found, maybe I didn’t try hard enough. Maybe I need to reach out a little farther, try a little harder. Just doesn’t seem as much fun as it used to be. Pah… not even sure what I am trying to achieve.

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Boxer

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Flat day. Took me all of 3 hours to get majorly, I-wanna-go-punch-something style stressed. Communication is such a key part of my job, hell my life, that I get really wound up when it is poor. There is a lot going on at the moment, and so many ‘distractions’ and questions that need answered etc etc. The main problem is not knowing when we will get answers, or even an inkling about where things are headed. On a lighter note… eh … hang on, let me think of one…

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Playboy

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Ohh this is for everyone who spotted my mate on Saturday (particularly the two middle aged couples in Jack Horners) wearing this shirt.

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Bucks

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Ahhhhh, relaxed, refreshed and completely knackered from a fun weekend. Friday – visiting old haunts and shopping in Aylesbury. Then an excellent wedding reception. As expected Graham and Kerry looked great and were as happy (and drunk) as two very happy people who are very very happy. Was a good night, catching up with old friends. Saturday, London, lunch, beer, window shopping, beer, dinner, beer. We stayed in a lovely B&B in Stoke Bruerne right next to the Grand Union canal, in a thatched cottage. Lovely quiet village. Memories were all good, and I feel refreshed and recharged, haven’t thought about work for 3 days. Must be some sort of record, although I admit I’ve just started checking my email, …

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