Hello.


It's been a while so I’d like to spend a minute or 120 catching up so get yourself a cup of tea and make yourself more comfortable than Greg in a random girls house cos this my friends is gonna be as long as my.. No, as long as Mike Kemps hair after he's had some extensions.

Anyway, here we go.

Are you sitting?

Fine.

Well, the last post was after I got in from my leaving do at the Sports Council for Wales and I’m not sure if you have guessed or not, but I was a little drunk and wanted some attention - however I thought that waking Joe up at that time was simply wrong (besides, I couldn't see him in his room! Damn it!) So anyway, we'll start from there.

Ash left on Thursday and a presentation was done where they gave us both a card and a loada wonga and obviously my card was way more personal than Ash's seeing as nobody in SCW really liked him. The turn out wasn't great because of 'meetings' and the like - Yeah sure, never liked you lot either - thanks for nothing! But the presentation was still nice even if I was still feeling a little ill from the loaf of bread I’d consumed earlier! What loaf of bread? Well, Tony had brought in a Loaf of Bread (you'd already guessed that much right?) shaped like a large roll, chopped it in half and filled the sod with a breakfast (beans, mushroom, sausage and some meatball things!) and that was what I had to eat - and not even me, 'The Belly', could deal with this monstrosity. I thought that Ash had it easier with a French stick loaf-type-thing full of sausages but upon tasting these sausages, I thought I was going to die - never eat microwavable sausages) unless they are frankfurters - Pugh, Clare - you know!

Anyway, I'll have to get the pictures and put them up here, will do, soon.

It is impossible to portray all the tangents that my mind goes on when writing a post of this magnitude so I apologise for all the '-' and '( )' but I assure you, they are necessary!

Anyway, on Friday, I had the best day in a while. Why? I hear you ask... Did you have sex? Did you play games all day? What was so great? Well, no, the servers were being moved to another rack and it meant that I got to play with some toys (even though I wasn't allowed to lift cos of the collar bone, I was allowed to plug cables in and sing Electric Six - Gay Bar with Mike!

This of course meant Tony came to tell us that it was wrong for 3 men, in a server room, singing Gay Bar was wrong (Mark was in there too!) but we didn't mind and in fact, the song started to get requests (we sang it and later danced it at people too)

So after work, it was on to the Mochyn where Matt joined us (in the form of a cardboard cut out - I’m gutted he didn't want to come out on our leaving do, but at least we got some pics of the cut out with random people), as did a number of others and as soon as Ash got there in his white bowler hat, the 'real' presentation was given and surprisingly was all nice, I thought it was going to involve Tony setting Ash on fire or something but we all escaped unscathed.

There was plenty of conversation about Ray's poetry, the hats, and sexually transmitted diseased (which Ash says Rachel caught in Ibiza), I tried to tell Lockey that people could see Fi's pants but proudly, he did nothing and I then stuck Matt down my pants for a lovely picture and we moved on.

I think from that over detailed rambling you now understand the night was very good and so now I can move on to what happened from Saturday on...

(THIS IS A PLACE MARKER - YOU MAY WANT TO COME BACK TO THIS POINT IF YOU ARE BORED!)

I have no idea what happened Saturday, but Sunday I watched the Formula 1 and... Err... did something else that was really interesting and of course I had some sex. Did I? No, but I thought that would have made interesting reading.

Monday and Tuesday, I spent the day with Jen and Joe doing washing and sorting out the household chores and would have seen Greg 'the slut' Davies if he had come home that night! Sarah rings me drunk and asks for a lift home, she needs to sober up first so we go to my house where she drinks plenty of water and we sit on my bed talking about us, our relationship, the past, the good times and as she sobers up, it's a kiss on the cheek, a hug and time to take her home.

Wednesday, I had a hospital appointment to 'prepare me' for Thursdays op and in the eve Sarah, Greg, Louise, (Louise's friend), Paul, Dean, Keely, Joe and Jenny (in the order that I saw them - diplomatic huh!) and myself went to Ster Century, the best cinema around, now owned by Vue to see War of the Worlds which I thought was very good and then I went home and went to bed myself ;)

Thursday - chip, chop, Chris' op and the rest of the day was groggy, watched friends and moaned about the fact that the nurse didn't get me any tea and toast - Why?! They got everyone else some!

Friday still resting and my mother is running around getting me food and drink etc. You've gotta love your mum! And the evening was spent with Deb and my mother watching big brother where we all want Eugene to win - That geek rocks!

Gareth has gone to west Wales to look after the pub and quite frankly I feel very bad for him - that is no way to spend a weekend after you've spent a week in work!

Today, I wake up, I write this blog, I email some companies about services I want or have and am not happy with, I look at drum sites and my magazine and smile.