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Solstice. Apples. Metro. Empathy. Remix. Honey. PandoraFM. Rules. Castle.

I could go on of course. But I won’t. Too busy ya see. Funny how it comes in circles. One minute quiet. The next busy. Mustn’t complain though. Bad form if you do. Then what? Reputation erodes, interest dies. Not good. So always happy. Always accomodating. Too accomodating? Too eager to say yes? Too nice? Is that possible? I can’t start being nasty for the sake of it. Ohh am I developing morals? Or did I have them all along and didn’t realise. And if I had them all along, why didn’t someone tell me?

Rambling now, sorry. Better tomorrow when I have more time… except I won’t. Oh well. Nothing changes all the time. Everything constant never. Etc etc etc. What a waffling bore.

Hmmm too introspective? I appear to have lost that tiny thread of reality that I cling to, not really of course. I’m not MENTAL or anything. No need to commit me. Not yet. Wait a bit. Then we’ll see how much it takes to break the bough. The Optimists is what I’m reading, and I’m wondering what kind of effect it’s having on me.

Mind you, I’m almost finished it. So what next? Plenty unread on the shelves. MUST NOT BUY MORE…

MAN, what is IN this coffee??

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Should I be worried? Should I care? Should I make some changes?

I don’t feel grown up. I have a mortgage, a car, a garden to tend. I enjoy a quite night in with a bottle of wine, and a noisy night out in a pub. I enjoy watching cartoons. I don’t follow politics as closely as I should (but close enough thanks), I do enjoy a good cup of coffee.

But, seemingly, I’m not ‘grown up’ because I wear boxer shorts.

My darling wife made this comment (I’m paraphrasing) the other day. She said that she, and her friend, had been discussing an appearance by Julian McMahon on Nip|Tuck, clad in nothing but a pair of dark briefs (he was, not them). She said he looked like a man, but she didn’t see me that way. Her friend said the same about her partner, I’m not sure if her friend said the same about me.

Now I know I can be childish, immature and have a tendency to use humour as a defence mechanism – so much so it’s spilled over into a natural reaction in a lot of scenarios – but I AM A MAN!

So, this weekend I’ll be changing my underwear. Er…. that is, I’ll be buying some new underwear (I was brought up well, I change my underwear everyday… mostly..). The only question is whether to invest in a pair of speedo’s as well…

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So, having Friday and Monday off was great. Got a fair amount done, and progressed a few things further than I thought I would.

But MAN. I’m gonna have to cram in the work I missed on those two days .. well… today! We have a weekly meeting on a Wednesday and I’m about half prepared. So, what I’m saying is that I certainly don’t have time to be sitting here typing an interesting post for you lot to read. Bugger that.

With that, I’m off to get my haircut a hair cut (fixed for Vaughan, High Pedant).