5:30 Blink Blink

Going to ye olde London tomorrow on a plane and I am overly excited....I love going other places but my plane/train/bus missing paranoia is likely to leave me really tired by the time I reach the Media conference at about mid-morning as I am raising my head at about 5:30am.....I'm not sure there is actual life at that time....definately not sure I've ever seen that time on purpose....unless I've been up all night and have been dancing like loon and not noticed the time till 7....which always tends to be the time we all go ohh...its the next morning....but I haven'r purposefully ever thought....mmm ohh its 5:30am....that is until tomorrow morning.

Goth Catchers

I just walked through Belfast and experienced a wonderful carnival of colour- a festival of multi-cultural and as I listen to the 'rise and fall of Tony Blair' blaring on the telly behind me and the bustle of the 12th of July preparations blowing in my window.....i'm thinking back to 4 hours ago when I saw two women dressed as butterful catchers try to catch a couple of goths with their nets....easily the funniest thing I've seen in quite a while. It makes everything seem right with the world somehow.

Answer to all the Housing Problems

Again just browsing on the BBC website and found this interesting article a guy was testing out the small box type houses that are being developed to remedy the affordable housing situation and I'm sure it would.....but I've a flat that's a hell of a lot bigger can hardly fit all my stuff and those of my tennant...so I couldn't imagine living on what would probably pass for the same as a Caravan. Summers on holidays in a cramped tent or Caravan were ok for a 2 week break.....but would I choose to live like that....eh no!

Gingerism

I nearly fell off my bean bag laughing at this

Gingerism as bad as racisim

Virtual Magnetic Poetry on a Fridge

Build your own poem on this virtual Fridge thingy
http://www.broken-notebook.com/magnetic/

It may keep you occupied for all of 5 minutes

Mondays

Ahh god...been a long morning, hard to get back into the swing of things after a long weekend...my head is all fuzzy from the drink

Sign of getting old

I was playing football on Wednesday night with Ronan and some of the guys from his work. Just an hour long game of 5-a-side and for the first time ever in my life I was completely out of breath and energy after about the first 20 mins. It has been a year since I had last played football but at the same time normally I have more energy and its normally after not pacing myself that the first 20 mins give me gip....but hey.....this time there I was back in goal for about 15 mins of the game...completely wrecked. And here I am 2 days later walking around like I have a broken leg or something.....completely suffering for it....the lactic acid is killing me. I'm going to keep this up for however long I can get a game because I can't leave it a year again....if I do I'll be close to death....