As you grow older, its the memories of your past that you look back on and ponder.  When  you’re sixteen you probably don’t think that it in ten years time you’ll be looking back on those time with fond wonderment, maybe thirty years from that point you’ll still be doing the same thing.  Memories are an important part of who we each are and I shudder to think how many memories I’m ignoring for fear of embarrassment, I think at least twenty thousand of those are from when I had scraggly shoulder length brown hair and looked like a dork.

I was going through a phase OK?

Alas, as youngsters aren’t we allowed to do that? Heck I’m still doing it as an adult, live your life in that moment, your fondest moment, fuck me that’s deep.

What am I? The life coach?

Life coaches what a load of bollocks, maybe sometimes people do get stuck in what they are doing or need a direction but is it not best if you can work these issues for yourself?  Personally I’d rather not pay some suited and booted ape to teach me how to examine my soul and look inside myself to see what kind of person I really am.  That’s just psycho-babble of the worst form.

I love how self confirming these people are.

I can save your soul.

Bollocks can you.

Bollocks can any one to be honest.

I hate them, little fuckers.  Why Mr. Pigeon can’t you fly in a straight line, do you have to duck and dive over the heads of everyone in sight? Do you have to leave your excrement upon the ground for us all to see?

I really would like some form of pigeon control device, you could use it to fly them toward a chav and get them dive bombed by several hundred pigeons, now there is an idea to patent!

Hasn’t it been a scorcher this week. Very, very warm, of course this has caused enormous amounts of agitation – it’s not just the head that is causing this madness, it’s also fact that I have now cut down to just about two fags a day, which is pretty good considering I usually smoke a hell of a lot more than that.

Anyway, we’re now into that time of year where we start to see the disappearance of happiness for me at least.

This week already, sweating like a dog has been a key event.   It’s not a good thing when you walk into a shop pouring with sweat and getting a funny look from the mythical never sweating creatures, adorned with beauty in their air conditioned wondrous palace of things.  Mix all this with an iPhone that takes a week to sync and also the lack of ‘Macness’ in my life at the moment, you can imagine that this geek is struggling to maintain a happy outlook.

Towards the end of this week I should start to roll out some new themes for this site.  I’ve been thinking about doing a bright theme for a while now, so that’s something I’m looking at, as with all the themes on this website you will be able to pick your favourite from the theme switcher drop down, it will then be saved and used every time you make a visit.