Discovered there is nothing wrong...

...with living for the weekend, when the weekend is as good as the one just passed. Wouldn't mind many more like that one.

Living for the weekend

Is it wrong to live just for the weekend? And is that what I'm doing? Class, discuss.

Okay, it is true that I am particularly looking forward to this weekend. And this has been a particularly sucky week. But... I do think I manage to make the most of each day. And, okay, I maybe haven't managed to get everything done this week I had planned - either at work or at home - but I have been busy or just catching up with... well, someone worth catching up with. Hopefully, more on that later.

But, let's be honest, weekends are special, especially if your weekday job is frustrating. And worth looking forward to. So I am!

Skimming the stones of life

I'm taking a break. And realising how Christmas has taken its toll on my fitness, and how I really need to change that quickly.

What am I taking a break from? Woodwork. Carpentry. Joinery. Whatever it's called. Planing down a door so it fits into the hole it's supposed to fill. Yes, I measured before I cut it. And yes, I cut it too big. Can we move on? Please? Please?

Thanks.

Okay, need to get back to work, but have been distracted by someone. And that's okay.

Saturday, 16 January 2010

Let's be entirely honest, I don't have many obvious, regular talents. I can't sing, I can't dance, I'm not the true king of pop, and I've never angrily jostled a photographer outside a nightclub.

But having those as elements of the essence of me is not, for me, important. What I can do is change a tyre in under 15 minutes, be overly passionate about language and grammar, be a good big brother, and - finally - be in a place in my life I'm positive about, comfortable with, and want to share with someone.

And anyone who knows me will immediately think I've been bodysnatched. But, dear reader, tis true. And maybe I'll be just talented enough to find what I'm now ready for.

I'll let you know.