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(I have no idea what that means btw, but it sounded cool, so I thouhg I would use it)
Sunny (not) Thursday brought me into work via a convoluted way this morning. I dropped Shell off at work (after asking her if she thought I was still attractive to her, as we haven't been *close* for a few days, and she still does, she's just tired. Maybe I'm just oversexed. Where can I buy bromide?) and then headed to the train station.
The 8.04 train-doodah was sat there waiting for me, so I settle down with my ArrowWords and coffee and waited for it to pull away. But it didnt. Then there were some undecipherable announcements and the people from the other platform got on the train. Then people started shouting at the guards, etc and I sat quietly drinking my coffee and doing my puzzles. The doors finally closed and the train left the station.
Only it went the opposite way than I was expecting it to!
Instead of heading towards Bristol, it was headed for Taunton. It then stopped at Highbridge and the guards told everyone to get off and the train pulled away into a siding. the driver swapped ends and it came back to the station so we could all get back on.
Then it headed towards Bristol. Thank god. Made me 25mins late for work, but hey-ho. All due to a car accident on one of the bridges over the railway on the loop line from my station to Bristol. What a joy! Yet another boy-racing-my-exhaust-is-bigger-than-yours-yet-I'm-a-cock probably caused a crash. Excellent. I used to be one of them. Oh god! The shame...
Yesterday (while travelling back from a meeting in Reading) I was discussing with a colleague about being a geek/nerd. We were talking about some of the people we know who spend their entire time working/playing with computers, to the degree that they have no non-computer life at all. I mean, some people have an excuse (some online buddies have this as their only contact due to circumstances - and thats good) but some have partners and families but have no life. I have a life!
I proved this by going to the pub last night with Shell, where I brought up the earlier conversation. Shell pointed out that I indeed also had no life, as I spent loads of time mucking about with my computers, including every morning and evening. My defence then rotated around proving that I went out drinking, clubbing, spending time with her (non computer based) and therefore had a life and the times she mentioned was me dealing with the dizzying amount of email I get. She reluctantly agreed. Yay me!
But I am think that maybe I should simplify all over again. Sell off the all the stuff I have that I dont use regularly, etc and get back to just the basics. It might even make me some money!
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