Well, been a while since I mentioned her. The thing that's brought her up again is my journey into work this morning.
On the drive in to work, I slowed down to give way to a car on the roundabout. As I drove off behind it I thought, "That car looks familiar". After a few seconds I realised it was my ex's.
Now, she used to live in a "village" the other side of the motorway from me, about 3.5 miles away. Now the direction she came from is from a fairly new development in the village I live in. Now I know one of her friends lives down there, and it may just be coincidence, but it really fucked me up for a bit.
The weird thing is that it's just gone the first anniversary of me being at this job, I haven't seen her for about 10 months now, and the last message from her (I sent a text wishing her a happy christmas) was basically "I thought we were getting on with our lives - fuck off".
Now, for those that have forgotten, we were together for 2½ years. Believe me, I am over her. It's just that as I'm still single, little thing like this remind me of that fact, and when I'm in need of company or a hug, she's the first thing that comes to mind. Familiarity and all that.
Ho hum, roll on Saturday night, and look out ladies, I'm on the prowl. :-)
2005-01-06
Quick catch up……
Hokay, I've been meaning to do an update for a while, but keep forgetting. This will be a mixed bag.
Right, Dad came out of hospital on the 27th (parent's aniversary). Stayed round my parents for most of the week, then came home to give them some peace and quiet. On monday (3rd) he has another attack, and ended up back in hospital. They managed to make him comfortable quite quickly, as we managed to go and see him in casualty a lot earlier. I went to see him on Tuesday, and he was looking a lot better and feeling a bit silly for making a fuss, but they did notice something on his ECG. He's staying in till at least the 20th, as that's the earliest he can get an angiogram and they want to keep an eye on him till then.
I get back to work on Tuesday, and I find out that one of staff was on holiday in India when the tsunami hit, but she's ok. There was another staff member on holiday with his girlfriend and parents in Phuket. Unfortunately he's missing along with his parents. His girlfriend was found up a tree, and is in hospital in a critical condition. Kinda brings it closer to home when that happens.
On a slighlty more upbeat note, watched Desparate Housewives last night.
First impressions - weird. And my, Teri Hatcher is looking old. Not sure if I like it yet. Humour was good, and can't remember much else about it. Was knackered. Anyways, I'm gonna give it a chance.
Oh, and Yayy! for me, I've actually made a non-ranty comment for a change. :-)
Right, Dad came out of hospital on the 27th (parent's aniversary). Stayed round my parents for most of the week, then came home to give them some peace and quiet. On monday (3rd) he has another attack, and ended up back in hospital. They managed to make him comfortable quite quickly, as we managed to go and see him in casualty a lot earlier. I went to see him on Tuesday, and he was looking a lot better and feeling a bit silly for making a fuss, but they did notice something on his ECG. He's staying in till at least the 20th, as that's the earliest he can get an angiogram and they want to keep an eye on him till then.
I get back to work on Tuesday, and I find out that one of staff was on holiday in India when the tsunami hit, but she's ok. There was another staff member on holiday with his girlfriend and parents in Phuket. Unfortunately he's missing along with his parents. His girlfriend was found up a tree, and is in hospital in a critical condition. Kinda brings it closer to home when that happens.
On a slighlty more upbeat note, watched Desparate Housewives last night.
First impressions - weird. And my, Teri Hatcher is looking old. Not sure if I like it yet. Humour was good, and can't remember much else about it. Was knackered. Anyways, I'm gonna give it a chance.
Oh, and Yayy! for me, I've actually made a non-ranty comment for a change. :-)
2004-12-21
Christmas Suxxors
Christmas is a notoriously bad time of year for my family.
OK, so this is gonna be a long post. So as not to clog up your friends list, I'm gonna put most of it in an lj-cut segment
OK, so this is gonna be a long post. So as not to clog up your friends list, I'm gonna put most of it in an lj-cut segment
2004-12-14
Fucking theiving scum sucking bastards
Well, decided to make this a public rant. As you can probably tell, it's about theives.
As I left for work this morning, I didn't notice my motorbike in the car park. At 7 o'clock in the morning I'm not the most alert, so couldn't say for sure. I get home tonite I find that some pondscum has taken my bike. Admittedly, it was only locked with a disc lock, as it it a block of flats and there is no-where secure to bolt it to.
Bit of background is required here. I think I posted a while back about what I presume were kids knocking it over. Now this bike has been off the road for 4 years now after I had an accident and bent it a little bit. I've kept hold of it as I have been toying with doin git up or selling it on for spares or repair. I'd replaced some bits, painted others where it got scratched, but otherwise has been sat there for 4 years.
Now this thing is unroadworthy at the moment. It has no front brakes, and it probably won't start. (I actually have the front calipers in my cupboard)
What gives these bastards the right to come to where I live and steal? Just cos they are so goddam lazy to get a job to pay for the things.
And after being on the phone to the police, if the bike is found I have to pay for the bloody thing to be recovered. They didn't have a figure for a motorbike, but for a car it's £100. I'm the victim and I have to pay for the pleasure.
Bastards.
As I left for work this morning, I didn't notice my motorbike in the car park. At 7 o'clock in the morning I'm not the most alert, so couldn't say for sure. I get home tonite I find that some pondscum has taken my bike. Admittedly, it was only locked with a disc lock, as it it a block of flats and there is no-where secure to bolt it to.
Bit of background is required here. I think I posted a while back about what I presume were kids knocking it over. Now this bike has been off the road for 4 years now after I had an accident and bent it a little bit. I've kept hold of it as I have been toying with doin git up or selling it on for spares or repair. I'd replaced some bits, painted others where it got scratched, but otherwise has been sat there for 4 years.
Now this thing is unroadworthy at the moment. It has no front brakes, and it probably won't start. (I actually have the front calipers in my cupboard)
What gives these bastards the right to come to where I live and steal? Just cos they are so goddam lazy to get a job to pay for the things.
And after being on the phone to the police, if the bike is found I have to pay for the bloody thing to be recovered. They didn't have a figure for a motorbike, but for a car it's £100. I'm the victim and I have to pay for the pleasure.
Bastards.
2004-12-10
Xmas Party Funness.
'Twas a fortnight before Christmas, and the company party was happenning.
Well, for a company of rocket scientists, we certainly know how to have a good time. A bit of food, lotsa drink, a few awards for various award worthy mentionables. Did a bit of dancing, then went off to a nightclub in Guildford. On the coach trip into town, was arguing with this blonde girl who has a 1st in physics that she was not dumb. This progressed into "I look terrible, had five hours sleep last nite" to which I replied "I've been up since half five, went to all this trouble doing myself up, and I look terrible". The next bit kinda spannered it, cos the girl sat next to her turns round and says "I think you look hot". Which would be OK, except she looks like a bloke, and I'm not in the least interested in her.
Anyway the club was dead, but I still managed to monopolize the company of three lovely local ladies while I was there. This did not go unnoticed, and I'm waiting for the comments to start. Two of them had boyfriends, and the other was interested in some other guy that was around. But it did seem that I had a "wingman" in one of the girls with BF when she suggested that the other one with a BF could be a nice girl for me. (this was before I found out she had a boyfriend)
After this, we went back to a house party, got even drunker, had a misunderstanding with the guy that lives there (he thought I was cracking on his girl, but we were just having non-sexual innocent fun). I mingled elsewhere for like 10 mins, decided to leave, went to say goodnight to him, and thank him and he said "Don't go, lots more drink, get stuck in". Turns out she had some unwanted attention from someone else, and he was just being a bit vigilant. Fair dues. We're OK now, he came round to the office and apologised, blaming the demon drink, but to be honest I don't blame him for being overprotective given the circumstances.
And today I was less productive than I needed to be, but at least I made it into work.
Oh, and before any of you worry about long distance drunken commuting, I managed to get a room on campus to stay in.
Well, for a company of rocket scientists, we certainly know how to have a good time. A bit of food, lotsa drink, a few awards for various award worthy mentionables. Did a bit of dancing, then went off to a nightclub in Guildford. On the coach trip into town, was arguing with this blonde girl who has a 1st in physics that she was not dumb. This progressed into "I look terrible, had five hours sleep last nite" to which I replied "I've been up since half five, went to all this trouble doing myself up, and I look terrible". The next bit kinda spannered it, cos the girl sat next to her turns round and says "I think you look hot". Which would be OK, except she looks like a bloke, and I'm not in the least interested in her.
Anyway the club was dead, but I still managed to monopolize the company of three lovely local ladies while I was there. This did not go unnoticed, and I'm waiting for the comments to start. Two of them had boyfriends, and the other was interested in some other guy that was around. But it did seem that I had a "wingman" in one of the girls with BF when she suggested that the other one with a BF could be a nice girl for me. (this was before I found out she had a boyfriend)
After this, we went back to a house party, got even drunker, had a misunderstanding with the guy that lives there (he thought I was cracking on his girl, but we were just having non-sexual innocent fun). I mingled elsewhere for like 10 mins, decided to leave, went to say goodnight to him, and thank him and he said "Don't go, lots more drink, get stuck in". Turns out she had some unwanted attention from someone else, and he was just being a bit vigilant. Fair dues. We're OK now, he came round to the office and apologised, blaming the demon drink, but to be honest I don't blame him for being overprotective given the circumstances.
And today I was less productive than I needed to be, but at least I made it into work.
Oh, and before any of you worry about long distance drunken commuting, I managed to get a room on campus to stay in.
2004-12-06
Spending lotsa money.
Well, what a weekend.
Went shopping for some new shirts n shoes. I got loadsa shirts at home already, but none of them fit my slightly more muscular frame now, and I needed a cool shirt for my mate's birthday thing that night. And I needed some new shoes for the work Christmas do. So I end up spending over 80 quid on two shirts an a pair of shoes.
Anyways, bumped into an ex of mine in Boots. This one was about 5 yrs ago. I join the cue for the checkout behind her, and say hello to her in my scary voice. She absolutely shits herself. (OK, so I'm mean) Anyways, I tell her what I'm doing, and that I had to give a presentation to some customers on Friday. She says "I can't imagine you being all serious giving a presentation on rocket science stuff". I meant to ask her if she wanted to go for a coffee or something, but she left before I could ask her. Kinda bummed over that cos she's well fit. But hey, I felt good cos I was thinking that I went out with a really fit girl. This was the one who, after we split up, put a good word in for the next girl I went out with.
Anyways, come Saturday night, I'm out, spend lots more money, get absolutely pissed up, and have a very good time. I might flesh out the details later, but I don't wanna jinx anything.
Went shopping for some new shirts n shoes. I got loadsa shirts at home already, but none of them fit my slightly more muscular frame now, and I needed a cool shirt for my mate's birthday thing that night. And I needed some new shoes for the work Christmas do. So I end up spending over 80 quid on two shirts an a pair of shoes.
Anyways, bumped into an ex of mine in Boots. This one was about 5 yrs ago. I join the cue for the checkout behind her, and say hello to her in my scary voice. She absolutely shits herself. (OK, so I'm mean) Anyways, I tell her what I'm doing, and that I had to give a presentation to some customers on Friday. She says "I can't imagine you being all serious giving a presentation on rocket science stuff". I meant to ask her if she wanted to go for a coffee or something, but she left before I could ask her. Kinda bummed over that cos she's well fit. But hey, I felt good cos I was thinking that I went out with a really fit girl. This was the one who, after we split up, put a good word in for the next girl I went out with.
Anyways, come Saturday night, I'm out, spend lots more money, get absolutely pissed up, and have a very good time. I might flesh out the details later, but I don't wanna jinx anything.
2004-12-03
Yes, I really AM a rocket scientist.
I finally realised something ysterday. I really AM a rocket scientist. (bizzare logic in this one)
Watched the Joey pilot episode. If you've not seen it, there is this scene where Joey is asking what his nephew is up to. He tells Joey, to which he says "What are you, some kinda rocket scientist", to which the nephew responds "Well, yes actually".
One of my colleagues, who works on the groundstation, has a "Yes, I really AM a rocket scientist" t-shirt, and has used that as a description of his job in the past too.
One of my ex-managers from when I used to work in a bar said "Now I can say I know a rocket scientist" when he found out what I was up to now.
So I guess I can call myself a "Rocket Scientist" as I do design a part of a spacecraft. Why the sudden realisation? well, just an accumulation of events and statements really.
So all of you guys, congrats, you can now say "I know a rocket scientist" as well.
Watched the Joey pilot episode. If you've not seen it, there is this scene where Joey is asking what his nephew is up to. He tells Joey, to which he says "What are you, some kinda rocket scientist", to which the nephew responds "Well, yes actually".
One of my colleagues, who works on the groundstation, has a "Yes, I really AM a rocket scientist" t-shirt, and has used that as a description of his job in the past too.
One of my ex-managers from when I used to work in a bar said "Now I can say I know a rocket scientist" when he found out what I was up to now.
So I guess I can call myself a "Rocket Scientist" as I do design a part of a spacecraft. Why the sudden realisation? well, just an accumulation of events and statements really.
So all of you guys, congrats, you can now say "I know a rocket scientist" as well.
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