Meet a new girl. Move on from the old one, particularly her bosoms, as fantastic as they were.
Smarten up at the job. Read up, start making a more active contribution to everything, and know your shizzle.
Get a pair of runners, take up some kind of walking/running. Get more muscles than just your right arm.
Save a regular amount of money every month. Work out a budget that includes rent, and try to cut back expenditure on alcohol. It's horrendous really, how much I spend on drink. Of my non-capital recreational outgoings... it's probably 60-70%. Fark like.
Mostly, stop feeling sorry for yourself bitch. Take over as section leader of the cubs, get into the job, and get busy. Happiness comes later!
Man that's depressing.
Tuesday, 30 December 2008
Monday, 29 December 2008
Sunday, 28 December 2008
Mountains
I was going for a stroll today, organised by a friend. I brought a friend too, told her about the stroll, said there might be a few kids along. She dutifully dressed as appropriate.
Unfortunately, no kids showed up, just four adults and we walked about 21km along the Wicklow Way, through mud and across frozen puddles, and for far too long along the road, but we were short on options for getting home before dark. My apologies N, for not warning you sufficiently. :)
Unfortunately, no kids showed up, just four adults and we walked about 21km along the Wicklow Way, through mud and across frozen puddles, and for far too long along the road, but we were short on options for getting home before dark. My apologies N, for not warning you sufficiently. :)
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