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Tuesday, January 25th, 2011
10:06 pm	Day 18 – Your favourite birthday, in great detail *cough* totally remembered this *cough* I used to have good birthdays. My family went to France pretty much every year when I was a kid, and the best time to go was generally the beginning of the summer holidays - my birthday. So I had more holidays in France than in Britain at one point. My favourite though... probably my 21st. My parents held a big family do at the house, and most my cousins and aunts and uncles made it, as did quite a few of my friends. Got given the traditional family album of pictures from when I was younger. Ate loads of sushi, and had a barbecue. Then went out and got drunk in Subway, if I remember correctly. Some of the interactions between friends and family didn't go so well, but better than expected. Namely, I made the mistake of inviting Dave and, in short, my entire family saw him as "really weird". My brother still refers to him as "that weird guy, he's not quite right in the head". That makes me smile :) Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, December 27th, 2010
8:44 pm	Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail The day I time-travelled and found myself a few weeks in the future. It made it seem like I'd forgotten about my lj posts when I hadn't actually... Second to that, my favourite memory is one I don't remember all that well. Just being in Allan's house in Mortonhall when he held the awesome parties of awesomeness. It was a good atmosphere (you know, until Gary moved in and it sucked) when almost all my friends at the time turned up and got drunk, and we more or less wrecked the house. The parties were almost too big, I'm surprised the cops didn't get called. But yeah, no specific memory to any particular one of them, just the parties in general and the laid backness of it all as we got drunk/high and had fun. Makes it kind of hard to go into detail, as there was more than one party and I'm afraid that I was very very drunk. Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail Current Mood: tired (2 Comments |Comment on this)
6:15 pm	1. What did you do in 2010 that you'd never done before? Applied for a coaching position. Programmed stuff in Excel. Yoga. Broke a boy's heart. 2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year? I stopped drinking altogether for two months. I might stop drinking again, I've got a few other resolutions that I might try though - waking up at six everyday, doing some kind of exercise I wouldn't otherwise do each day, not dropping things wherever as soon as I get in, getting Allan to stop smoking, going to Uni, make a budget and keep to it, taking more care about how I look (specifically, to stop wearing black and brown together and to only wear things that have been ironed) 3. Did anyone close to you give birth? Wouldn't say 'close', but Sam gave birth. 4. Did anyone close to you die? Not that I remember, so they can't of been that close. 5. What countries did you visit? Italy. 6. What would you like to have in 2011 that you lacked in 2010 The balls to ask someone out. A house. A place in the Computing course at Uni. 7. What date from 2010 will remain etched upon your memory, and why? My birthday, as my parents got my age wrong. 8. What was your biggest achievement of the year? Stopped biting my nails - I've always bitten my nails, I can't remember when I didn't bite them. No one else seems to care, but for me this was a big achievement. 9. What was your biggest failure? I failed to keep the flat clean and tidy. I also failed to turn up to a lot of things. 10. Did you suffer illness or injury? Jumped off a wall while drunk and fucked my ankle. Also had random nosebleeds lately, but that's pretty usual for me. And I burnt myself repeatedly in the kitchen. 11. What was the best thing you bought? The shirt I'm wearing just now, the one with checked squares on it. Everyone loves it for some reason. That or my first zen garden, I love playing with that thing. 12. Whose behaviour merited celebration? Sarah's. She's been such a little trooper :p 13. Whose behaviour made you appalled and depressed or slightly irritated? My own, but that's always the way it goes. 14. Where did most of your money go? I don't really know... rent? Probably books actually, I can easily spend £50 a month on them if not more. Or food. I spend a lot more money on food than I should (over £200 a month just for me) 15. What did you get really, really, really excited about? Scott Pilgrim 16. What song will always remind you of 2010? Creep. It's the first time I heard it. 17. Compared to this time last year, are you: i. happier or sadder? sadder ii. thinner or fatter? about the same iii. richer or poorer? poorer 18. What do you wish you'd done more of? Seeing friends and spending time with people - I've been very reclusive this year. 19. What do you wish you'd done less of? Whining. And getting angry when drunk. I should probably do something about that. 20. How will you be spending Christmas/New Years? Already spent Christmas at my parents, apparently I'm spending New Year's at Stu's flat. Unless anyone else makes a better offer. 21. Which LJ people did you meet this year? None. 22. Did you fall in love in 2010? No. 23. How many one-night stands? None. 24. What was your favourite TV program? Misfits. 25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year? No, which is strange. I hate less people now I think. 26. What was the best book you read? Scott Pilgrim. 27. What was your greatest musical discovery? Crystal Castles. 28. What did you want and get? Lot's of stuff for Christmas, and my computer monitor for my birthday. I got another increase in my salary. James left at work. I saw Scott Pilgrim. 29. What did you want and not get? A better life. 30. What was your favourite film of this year? Scott Pilgrim. 31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you? I held a party and five people I knew turned up. Two were my flatmate and his girlfriend. My parents also thought I was 25 when I'm only 24. It's not the best birthday I've had, but not the worst. 32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying? If I'd made more of an effort to see people, and if people had made more of an effort to see me. Oh, and not losing my hair! 33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2010? "It's not what I'd usually wear... so I'm going to buy it!" 34. What kept you sane? Knowing things aren't as bad as I think they are. 35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most? Megan Fox. 36. What political issue stirred you the most? Stupid trams. 37. Who did/do you miss? Niki, Sarah, Matt, Kit, Arwen, Paul Callaghan. And I'd say Dave, but only in the sense of I'm a crap aim. 38. Who was the best new person you met? Either Craig or Chris at work. 39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2010: I really need to make more of an effort. 40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year: "Sometimes I give myself the creeps, sometimes my mind plays tricks on me." (Comment on this)
5:30 pm	Merry Christmas! My flat is freezing (turned off the heating for the two days I'm away, big mistake). I just got my internet to work again, after breaking it when getting the kindle to work (oops) Anyway, for Christmas I got the usual: chocolate, socks, underwear, tangerine, two pound coin - I pretty much get that in the stocking each year, and I actually asked for most that just to make sure. Got How To Train Your Dragon, a Zen sand Garden, a DIY book, about three of four meerkat related things - I get some kind of animal each year, which I started. I forgot this year so mum got me meerkats, including a book called "A Simples Life by Aleksander Orslov" - two puzzle things from hawkins bazaar, a steamer, a calendar for work, a bookmark, a silver pendant on a necklace that my mum made, kitchen scales, aftershave and shaving stuff, more wax and another seal for when I write letters, and of course the kindle. And if that wasn't enough, they decided to give me a whole bunch of food (mainly cause it'll go off while they're away) and, if dad hadn't bumped into the back of another car, I would have had our car until 08 January. Unfortunately the car now just takes up space in my parking spot. I got my mum a box, and glued some paper and some flowers on it. I ordered some DVD's that my dad picked, and had them delivered to their house instead of mine so he saw them before I even came over. I suck at giving presents. On that note, next year, does anyone want to swap presents? I've never swapped with friends, and we just do a secret Santa at work, so I guess it would be nice. Oh, and does anyone need a flat/flatmate as of Feb? (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 16th, 2010
10:18 pm	NHS 24 is ordering me to go A&E, but that's like... far away... and I'm not sure if I did bang my head. I was drunk, which should explain just about everything, but let's get back to the point. I was out on Friday, and had had what we reckon is a full bottle of wine and four vodka cokes. Anyway, we went to Cav, and I remember walking in and being fine, just a little tipsy, and I remember going to the bar. I remember getting an apple VK, and I think I got a second. I don't remember why or when I left Cav, or anything else in there. I know I started heading to the meadows but I don't know why- I just know at some point I changed my mind and headed home. I knocked over a sign. I passed Cineworld. I then climbed a wall, which is somewhere between taller than me and two meters. As someone else put it, it's a "that wall's fucking huge, you climbed that wall?" size of wall, running along the canal. I proceeded to jump off this wall, to the pavement below. I failed at a landing, and I don't actually remember falling, but do remember getting up off the pavement, walking part of the way home... and I don't remember much between the cross roads near Allan's and stumbling into bed and shoving my stuff out of the way. I spent all of the next day vomiting and nursing a very sore ankle (apparently the fall hurt that) and I've had an on-off fever, an odd creeping feeling across my skull that's not painful but I just feel out of place, and I think I'm making a few more typing mistakes and mispronouncing words more than usual, but not enough that people comment so I could just be paranoid. I've been tired and a little grouchy. I'm happy enough to put most of this down to hangover and man-cold, I just find the patchy memory and not actually remembering if I smacked my head when I jumped/fell off the wall. It would kind of make sense, if I was falling from that height, fucked up my landing and twisted my ankle and fell to the floor, I could easily have banged my head and that would explain me lying on the floor at the bottom of the wall. Anyway, NHS 24 told a colleague of mine he had swine flu when he had man-cold, so I'm going to say I have man-cold and had a bad hangover, since I've kind of survived four days so far. Hopefully I'll wake up tomorrow morning as well... And, uh, yeah, fav memory... that can wait until, I dunno, I actually remember stuff :p (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 11th, 2010
6:05 pm	Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Well, this is going to be short... I was drunk, and I think it was after prom at high school, at the after party. I think it was Chris Devoy's house I was at, but it might have been someone else's house. One of the girls suggest some game that involved kissing, and I don't even remember her name. Wow, that was exciting. Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 10th, 2010
9:49 pm	Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Uh, dreams as in, what I dream of at night, or dreams as in, Martin Luther King...? I guess I could do both, I've got time to spare... My dreams are actually, on average, pretty boring. I had one of those really real ones the other day, where you wake up and you're convinced for a short while what you dreamed was true, but you realise slowly that zombies don't exist, or you're not falling from the sky, or you didn't just shoot Will Young... Anyway, I woke up from one of those really real ones, and it took me quite a while to realise it was very unlikely I'd been helping Kat move furniture. Yeah, hyper-realistic dreams of helping acquaintances move some furniture. Not even weird other-wordly furniture. It was an old desk and there may have been a piano. I almost feel disappointed in myself. On the other hand, I have one of those really real dreams which involved me swimming and being bitten by turtles, and zombies, and waking up shouting "shoot it, SHOOT IT!". As for my dreams for the future, I dream of becoming an author. One day... one day... I also dream of being normal. I understand I am quite unusual in my own way, and I try to be a little more normal. Yeah, this is me trying. I don't try very hard, to be fair. Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 9th, 2010
10:10 pm	Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail I wore black boxers, and I've got black socks with pink and purple stripes at the heal and toe. My socks match, and have no holes in them, which is not unusual but not always guaranteed. I wore a pair of black cords, which I really like but they are plain so there's not much to describe. They're comfy and not too tight. I also have a browny/purple (dark mauve maybe?) short sleeve t-shirt on. There's a... pattern, I guess, except it's not patterned. It's just random lines, about three or four of them. It has a white bit just at the chest, so it looks like I'm wearing a thin white t-shirt underneath, and there's buttons with fake button holes. What is the point in fake button holes? Anyway, I also wore my brown zip up boots and my black leather jacket, with my brown leather bag. That's right, almost an entire outfit of black and brown mixed together. Dare I faux pas? I think I might. Btw, I guy at my work called that a foo pas, which in itself is a faux pas if you ask me. Anyway, when I got back from work I changed into a pair of jogging bottoms, as they're more comfortable. And soon, I'll be in nowt but a towel. Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, November 8th, 2010
11:43 pm	I can't do this three days in a row without fucking up. Day 13 – This week, in great detail I worked all week. I cleaned up, and I made dinner, and I probably fucked about watching TV, playing games, thinking about shit. Most days that's really about it. I read a lot at the moment, and I bought a book on meditation, so I've been doing that. I actually enjoy meditating, or as close to it as I'm coming. It also has a bunch of stretching techniques (because the lotus position isn't exactly easy when you're as flexible as a brick) so I was doing some of that today. My back's either going to love me or hate me tonight. Probably both. I was meant to meet Kit on Friday as she's been in Edinburgh for the week, but she didn't contact me when she was going out as she was waiting to hear back from me and, well, Kit's Kit and I'm me. Neither of us are exactly good at remembering/motivation. I wrote two letters I've to post. I like handwriting letters to people. I wrote one to Kit, and another to Japanese Matt. Not very good at the whole 'put a postage stamp on and put it in the post box' thing though. I've considered writing to Sarah, or someone else who I don't see often that I think might appreciate it, but I'm not very good at writing to the people I already write to. On Saturday I had dinner with my parents at some restaurant I can't remember the name of, but it's on North Rose Street and it's quite nice. It's something like Tutanga, except it probably sounds nothing like that, and is just another weird made-up word. Dinner ran onto after dinner drinks with the family until 1 in the morning, and by the time we left the pub and said goodbyes it was half one, so I missed Niki's party. Met up with Niki on Sunday though, to go see RED. That was more or less all I did on Sunday. Oh, I died my hair black on Saturday and shaved my beard off, and... I think it highlights just how much I need my hair cut. I shaved my hair off a while ago, and I've not had it cut since and now the middle bit of the fringe reaches the end of my nose if I pull it straight. That's a long time without a haircut to tidy it up, so I might fix that at some point. I also played about with my Zen garden, and I'm considering getting one for work, but I'm already a bit of an odd ball, and everyone already comments on the juggling and origami. Oh, and I'm slowly discovering I may be fucked come February. Current flatmate moves out then, parents move to Italy in April, have no other flatmate lined up. Hmm... not good... and single bedroom flats are really expensive. Chucked out some of my plants this week, as Chris killed them all while I was away and my attempts to revive them have only been half-arsed. I still have more to chuck out, including the tomato plants. I'm also eating more cheese in an attempt to give me more hallucinogenic dreams, as I had one a while back that was awesome and I want more. So far... meh, nothing compared to waking up shouting "Shoot it, SHOOT IT!" Hopefully if I eat enough I'll have something for day 15... which I'll no doubt update you on by Friday. Finished Sun Tzu, and start re-reading it. Also been reading Rachel Vincent. And the meditation book. Pulled apart an ipod, as it was waterlogged beyond repair. Uploaded photos from Italy to the computer, but not to Facebook. And I've been writing another story, about another world that overlaps ours, and the people on that world and see and choose to interact with us if they choose, but we can't see them or choose to interact with them, and there's these monsters from the other world that start as an infection that makes you strong, but it does so by growing to replace your muscles and, well, all of you eventually, and it takes control and eats other people, and there's loads of these monsters around but they don't really care about us too much, they prefer to hunt the other people unless there's nothing else to eat, as they don't want us to know they exist yet. And in amongst that there's one kid who's mother was from the other world, fell in love with a guy from this world, they got to together for some trans-world fucking, she went prego, left him with the dad, and that kid can see both worlds and belongs to both, and can transfer people from one world to another by touching them, but he thought the monsters were his imagination. And they only find this out when a person from the other world investigating the abundance of the monsters in his area bumps into him and is transferred by mistake, and he gets embroiled in their politics and battle, while looking completely insane because he's talking to people that don't exist and fighting creatures that aren't there, and people around him have a habit of disappearing for a while or appearing out of nowhere. Then he meets his mum, who was frozen in a cryogenic thingy in the Artic (where they store all their criminals) for interacting with humans, but he's now older than her and she's just a spoiled teenage girl, and they fall out over this. But she finds his dad for him (who had mysteriously disappeared after his birth) who was transferred to the other world by the son when he was a baby, and has adapted to the new world and become one of the leaders of the group of people from that other world, and has been sending him reinforcements and protecting him from behind the scenes during the battles with the monsters. I particularly want a scene after he's fallen out with his mum, kicked her out of the house, and she goes to live with the woman that discovered him (they're both in the human world at this point), the woman explains why the son is pissed off, the mum goes back to explain it, does so very eloquently and promises to make up for it, and when she's done he just shuts the door in her face without saying anything, leaving her in the cliched dark and rain. Oh, and another scene where he's fighting a huge version of the monster (they don't eat people as such, just absorb and take over them, and then absorb and take over more of them) and someone's standing behind him, unable to see the monster as it's in the other world, but every time he cuts a limb off, that appears in the human world, and the guy/girl behind him is getting covered in blood and having limbs just appear around him/her. Anyway, the big bad in the story is one of those monsters, the leader and biggest baddest of them all, that wants his power to transfer people from world to world, and at one point he has his hand cut off and it absorbs it to steal his power, and they have to have a huge fight as a result. So... that's been my week so far... sorry about the random segue into story mode. Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 6th, 2010
1:03 pm	Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail These things are coming out of my bag for me to describe them... so technically it's empty... I have a plastic tub, the kind you get chinese food in, as I was taking chicken wings in for lunch the other day and didn't want them all over my bag, or the books I'm carrying. The books I currently have are Meditation for Dummies , Sun Tzu's Art of War, and Little Women . I also have two notebooks that I used for writing in, and a third smaller one for jotting notes in. I have three pens, and I can never find any of them. I have a tax letter, telling me I owe the government over £300 but they'll kindly wait until April next year before taking that off me. By the way, if you got a rebate, fuck you and stop stealing my money. Finally, I have my DS, with seven games - two versions of pokemon, Mario 64, Super Mario Bro's Mortal Kombat, Bomberman (Runk!) and Nintendogs. I keep one game in the DS, and the other six in two little carry cases I have. My mp3 was in there yesterday, but that's currently playing in the kitchen, as was Shift by Rachel Vincent. Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Friday, November 5th, 2010
10:16 pm	Likes the "most dangerous job in the world" debate, because what he believes is the most dangerous job in the world is possibly one of the most sough after, one of the cushiest and is generally considered to be considered by Americans, if not on par with God, at least only a few over par. The President of the United States. A lot of people rate fisherman as the most dangerous job. I mean, with figures like "128.9 per 100,000" were killed, that's a pretty dangerous job. That's, what, 0.13%? 4 out of 44 presidents were assassinated, and in all, 8 of them have died while in office. That's 9% assassinated, and 18% dying in office. I don't think any other job actually comes close to having an 18% fatality rate. Anyway... Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail I have two brothers. My oldest brother is Andrew James Swanson, and the next older is Robert Paul Swanson. I don't actually know their birthdays. Robert is 29. Andrew is... older. Andrew married Hope and moved to America a while ago, and are very happy over there. He currently works in some health food supermarket deli thing that is apparently a big chain in America. He's very chilled out and relaxed, and we mock him endlessly for his adopted Americanisms whenever we meet up. I don't see him or speak to him very often, which is a shame. I might visit him next year though. Robert used to work in an office, or multiple offices for different banks, but always hated it. He's now in college to join the merchant navy and spends most his time either at sea or at college in Fleetwood. He really enjoys it, and it seems like a good career move for him. Robert is much taller and skinnier than him, and it's a running joke that he must have been adopted. Both my brothers have smoked in the past, but I think Andrew has quit while Robert either still smokes or only recently quit. Andrew is a bit shorter than me, which is a bit weird as it's only recently (relative to my life) that I've become taller than him. Andrew is also a bit more, uh, apple shaped than me. Andrew tends to have longer hair, while Robert shaves his off. I'm more like Andrew than anyone else in the family, and when I meet friends of the family we've not seen in a long time they usually mistake me for him. I find it hard to connect with my brothers now. I don't see them often, and I don't feel that whole 'brotherly bond' thing anymore. Again, it's a shame, but it's not something I'm going to lose sleep over. They'd probably be pissed if they ever read this. I'm probably the most selfish of us as well. Robert and I wind our mum up all the time. I recently got annoyed at my mum as she neglected to tell me something about Andrew that was very important, but that I won't go into details here about. Robert's fallen out with me, Andrew, our cousins at times, but we all end up forgiving each other after a while. I don't often fall out with Andrew, and when we do it tends to be over minor shit, so it's forgotten after a day usually. Andrew used to get consoles and, when he was done with them, give them to me, so I guess I started playing games because of him. Robert was more outdoorsy and played football when he was younger. Both of them are Rangers fans, I never really saw the point in the whole game. Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 28th, 2010
9:22 pm	Parallel Universe Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail I've been friends with Ashleigh since before we went to school. It was just after I moved to the Glencorse area, and she was the first person I met there. She used to come round to my house and play with me, and I went round to hers a few times before I was even five. I remember we used to hide under the table in the garden and draw... well whatever we thought of. Firemen fighting fires, aliens, other kids we were friends with. It was actually a close call that we stayed friends at all. I used to hang out with this other kid who lived across the road from Ashleigh, who was such a dick to her that she eventually told me I had to choose between her and him. Not a hard choice, as he turned into a complete dick after that. Ashleigh and I used to hang out with this other girl, Michelle, but after about five years Michelle moved away. We used to ride out bikes together a lot, and they really liked my dog, Megan, so we'd take her for walks up the cornfield. They introduced me to other kids from he neighborhood, and we started hanging out at what was the Army Play Park. It's a play park near the army base, ergo the name. I really liked hanging out with Ashleigh back then and, although I moved to a different school cause of some reading issues, she used to come to my house after school. It didn't make much difference being in another school, as she was in the year below anyway. It probably strengthened our relationship at little, as before Michelle moved her and Ashleigh were beginning to annoy each other. That's one thing I'd say about Ashleigh, she gets bored of seeing the same person all the time. I went to high school, and she joined us the next year. I think she kind of looked up to me a little- yeah, I know!- at the time, as I could help her with her homework. It was easy for me, since I'd already learned it the year before, and it gave me an excuse to hang out with her when it was weird for a girl to being hanging out a boy's house. She used to put on Take That and LL Cool J, and I guess I just followed her music after that. So yeah, we hung out like that for a few years, and I figured myself as the cool guy from the year above. I probably wasn't, and Ashleigh will probably tell you I was the nerdy geek she pitied/strung along to avoid having to do her homework. Nothing much has ever happened between us. I think it'd be a bit weird dating or kissing her, as she's been my friend that long, never mind having sex. Plus, and I mean this in a nice way, she was way more experience than I do. Probably wouldn't be in my current job without her either, she handed out about twice as many of my CV's as I did. Not that I'm thankful for her landing me a job in life insurance. On the bright side, she introduced me to you guys when she dated Malcolm, who was Ryan's flatmate at the time. I think I met Doug through her as well, at the Cav. Actually, I guess I shouldn't be too thankful for that either :p So yeah, I owe her for quite a lot, and I promised if I had a daughter I'll name her Ashleigh. She can be a bit moody at times, and yeah, we all get sick of her "I'm bored with you, let's fall out" routine, but she's definitely my best friend. And I'm not wound round her finger! You guys can fuck off with that already! Oh, got to go, got to meet her so we can see Tamara Drewe. She'll be pissed if I'm late. Day 08 – A moment, in great detail Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (1 Comment |Comment on this)
8:18 pm	Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail I am wearing pair of black trousers that I think are chords. They were bought to replace another pair that I really liked in another colour. I wore my usual brown zip up boots, which are lazy, comfortable and still look good - at least I think they do. I have pair of dark grey socks on with black toes and heel, and my boxers, unfortunately, are not the nipple boxers. They're just dark blue ones. Neither my socks or boxers have holes in them that aren't meant to be there. I have a long sleeved black t white stripes down the outsides of the arms and over the shoulders, and a thin white stripe along the middle. It's an old one, as I want to keep my newer better ones for Italy next week. I had my usual jacket over that, with my brown bag. My hair is kind of side swept. The t-shirt, trousers, jacket and bag are all from Next. Oh, and I wore an apron as I was making bread about half an hour ago- I'll have to return to that soon, once it has proved proven proofed risen. Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Monday, September 27th, 2010
10:32 pm	Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail I'm an atheist. I strongly believe that when I die, that'll be it, and there'll be no afterlife. Not even eternal blackness, but just non-existence. I also believe my computer is sentient and running this slow just to PISS ME OFF! I am going to keep typing and see how lon I was going to say "I am going to keep typing and see how long it takes for the words to appear." That was as far as I got though. Anyway, I am atheist and I believe this strongly. However, I hope I am proven wrong and that there is an afterlife. That's not a contradiction, no matter how much the religious people I know choose to argue it. It's not doubt. I strongly believe I will die one day and I am not immortal, but I hope that's wrong. I strongly believe that if I get hit by a truck driving at 200 miles per hour I will not survive the impact, but I hope I am proven wrong. So yeah, I hope I'm wrong and there is an afterlife, but the chances of that happening are more slim than surviving the truck, in my opinion. And I believe it's very late and I should go to bed, as I forgot I was doing this post. Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 26th, 2010
11:53 pm	Day 08 – A moment, in great detail A moment? Uh... I don't really have "moments". I do have memories, but they span more than a single moment. However... There was the time by at school when Chris, Allan and I were at my house and, realising that I still had my books from primary school we naturally decided to burn it. We thought we'd make it a bit more interesting though and pretty much emptied a can of lynx onto it, and poured some aftershave onto it. We possibly had some kind of fuel added to it as well. I was shit scared though as my brother was in the house at the time and I didn't want him asking what I was doing, so I sent Chris downstairs and asked him to catch the bundle of paper. Not only did he not catch it, but he got me to through it when my brother was at the back door, and it fell pretty much at his feet. He didn't ask any more about it though, which at the time seemed fortunate. So we headed to the post office, but took a detour along the old railway line. There's not much of that railway line left, you can see where the land slopes in and there's the odd station that's overgrown with weeds. The tracks and sleeps are all long gone, but all the tunnels and bridges are still there. There's a lot of old railway lines like that round Penicuik, and most are used as cycle paths and walking paths. This one wasn't, and it's really overgrown, especially now. I think now the track we took would be impossible. Anyway, there's a tunnel that runs under the road and goes by the primary school I first went to, and in that tunnel we decided to light a fire. This tunnel is actually just before the golf course, so we could keep walking that way and get onto the course. There's no gate or fence or anything. Coincidentally the golf course is where everyone went sledging when it snowed. Part way along we picked up some bamboo canes, the kind you use in gardening. We stole them from someone's garden, he keeps the pack too close to the fence and it's child's play - literally - to get one out and play sword-fights with it. So we sword-fought and hacked at the plants, until we reached the tunnel. We set it on fire, and let it blaze for a bit. It didn't go up in flames like we expected, but just burnt away like any other boring fire. Then Allan pulled of his coupdegrace, and pulled form his bag one of the can's of lynx and tossed it into the fire. Yeah, that's right. He tossed a pressurised can of flammable - possibly inflammable - deodorant onto a fire. Chris and I dove back, expecting it to blow up immediatelly, but thankfully it didn't. So, after shouting at Allan and telling him he was a fucking idiot, we headed through the rest of the tunnel as the fire had burnt out. We barely got to the end when there was what sounded a lot like a gunshot or a car backfiring, or thunder when you're right under the lightning. That was the can of lynx blowing up, so naturally we headed back to examine our handiwork. It was pretty much what you'd expert, the embers of a dying fire and an exploded and charred can of lynx. That occupied our attention for like ten minutes though. Anyway, we headed back through the tunnel, towards the golf course, and went up the hill to get back to the main road so we could get some drinks and sweets. That was when we ran into the police. Do you know just how terrifying it is, at that age, to run into the police right after you've lit a fire and exploded a can of lynx, and to have them ask you if you know anything about hearing an explosion? This, remember, was around the time the IRA were dicking about, so they wanted to investigate it fully, and took down all our names and details so that they could contact us if they needed to. So that's my moment. One that's hard to put in words. The sheer terror of "oh fuck, the police are actually looking for us", and having to lie and pretend we'd just been going to the golf course to look for golf balls, and for about the next week everytime the doorbell or the phone rang we were all convinced it was the police. I'll try to think of another moment for you for next time. Might use the the time I was hanging over the cliff edge by a rope, hacking at tree with a saw. Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 25th, 2010
8:37 pm	Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail I've been friends with Allan since about primary 3. I met him because of Scott Rhind, who none of you will know, but that was one of only friends at my first primary school. When I moved to my second primary school I didn't know anyone, but Scott knew Allan who was at my new school and introduced us. Scott was as loyal as puppy but has as much going upstairs as one, and we just grew apart. At the start I nearly didn't become friends with Allan at all. Across the road were a couple of girls from the year below me, and I uses to talk to and play with them. Allan didn't get on with them though, and they put an ultimatum on me that I could either be friends with him or with them. I chose Allan. They turned into bitches. I figured I made the right choice, and since then if someone's told me I can either be friends with them or someone else, I always pick the someone else on principle. Friends shouldn't make you choose between them and someone else just because they don't like them. Allan and I used to play a lot together and both of us had an active imagination. We used to pretend we were space heroes, fighters, or whatever, but always with little twists and stuff that was unusual. We rarely played boring stuff like your standard soldier or cowboy, but went for more futuristic stuff. Anyway, we played that sort of stuff together, played computer games and just generally hung out at lot. He used to tell me the sort of things I'd be learning the next year, and he introduced me to a lot of things - warhammer, computer games, the Spice Girls, alcohol, most my current friends. By the time we go to high school I was spending almost every afternoon at his place, and I spent most my weekends there. I used to get home, chuck my bag in the door, head up to his and then we'd head to the local post office and get a bottle of irn bru and sweets. We did that almost every day for about six years. He's probably the reason I love irn bru. When he was at university I used to stop off on my way home from work at the weekends (the research clinic) and drink with him and his uni mates- which was how I met Danielle. When I moved to Uni he took me to Subway, which is how I met the rest of you. So yeah, I have a lot to owe him for that. He's one of the few genuinely good and nice people I know. I have had a few arguments with him in the past, and I do feel he's not living up to his full potential (ZOMG I sound like a teacher), but he's achieved more than me so I should probably shut my mouth. I think that if I do ever get married, Allan with be my best man, but the chances of that happening and how far off in the future it is makes it an almost pointless dream. Ooh, I forgot about this post. One thing I'll say about Allan, he can't answer a phone to save his life. I'll catch you all later, I'm heading out. Day 08 – A moment, in great detail Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 24th, 2010
7:32 pm	Day 06 – Your day, in great detail I was putting my last entry on lj until 12:10. I then read all of Death Note part 6, and I'd highly recommend it, although I didn't get to sleep until half 2. My alarm went off at seven, playing Red Hot Chilli Peppers. I didn't hear any of this, until about quarter past seven when my second alarm went off. I then reset the second alarm to 7:40, and went back to sleep with the Chilli's still playing. I reset the alarm to 08:00 at 7:40. Then I set it to 08:05. Finally I got up, having heard none of the Chilli's despite it playing continually for the last house. I went to the bathroom, peed, washed my hands, brushed my teeth, walked into the sitting room, grabbed clothes from the drying rack and got dressed in my room. I'm still wearing those clothes- they're jeans with a pattern of a skull wearing a crown in sequins on the ass, a bland beige t-shirts with vertical lines and brown zip-up boots. I grabbed my keys, phone, jacket, i-pod and wallet, and left the flat by 08:20. I ran to the bus-stop and got the bus to work, which I slept on. Jumped off at the bus at work, beeped in, ran up the stairs, got a cup of coffee, sat down at my desk and logged in as I ate a kit-kat. I checked my emails, did a few things that were outstanding from the day before then officially started work. The first hour, from nine until ten, I took calls and did not much else. From ten until half-twelve I was in a training session, as I'm going to be coaching the guys on the emails they send. I took a couple more calls until 12:55, when I realised I was meant to go on lunch at 12:30. Apologised to resource, and then I stayed on lunch until 14:00 (I'm only meant to take an hour- I'm such a rebel). For lunch, I went to Sainsbury's, got a tuna baguette and some quavers, and paid for it in the self-service aisle. I checked to see if they had Dresden Dolls, which they did but it was £15, so I just headed back to work. Was asked to open a door for someone, got confused and went "huh, ok" and they made some annoyed comment like "my hands are full". Ate lunch, and kept up to date on my webcomics. Answered some questions for some of the guys, updated my extranet guide a litte, then came off lunch. More calls, more emails, more fucking about with updating stuff, until 15:00. Then I had a meeting with a guy from training, as they're taking over the training of my department, and I've been helping with setting that up. There's not really anyone else they can ask after all. That took me up to half three, and I think I went on break then. I did some origami in break and did some more updating of my guide. Replied to some more of my emails, and my manager at one point was congratulating me on the way I'd resolved an issue another manager had with our department - I'd known they didn't like the way we send certain emails, so I offered to make a checklist for the guys to use before they send that email. It's basically a diplomatic move, and I'm getting better at playing the office politics game all the time. Anyway, took some more calls and updated my guide some more, and helped out training a wee bit more. At quarter to five I had to review one of my own calls, which took me up until five to five. I finished at five, but I stayed behind to finish updating my guide and resolve a couple of issues that needed resolving. I locked up my computer and desk, and left at quarter past, walked home and got in the flat about quarter past six. I couldn't be arsed making dinner, so I grabbed some Ben & Jerry's chocolate brownie ice-cream, sat down to my computer, switched on the tv to scrubs and started updating LJ. Halfway through, around "For Lunch I went to Sainsbury's" I decided to stick on some music, but my external hard-drive's a pain in the ass and decided it's not G:, it's H:, and i-tunes has spent the last week going "where'd it go, where'd it go?" so I deleted all my music from itunes then added it back on. I, of course, forgot to include the stuff on my C: drive. Then I continued with lj. I've opened up excel, and I'm going to continue writing a short program I've been working on in visual basic. Although, having told my itunes to delete then add back on all my music has made my computer run incredibly slow. And that's been my day so far. I've just got to buy and make dinner at some point, and I have nothing else planned for my day. This entry might have been more interesting on a weekend. Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail Day 08 – A moment, in great detail Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)
12:10 am	Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail Am I even allowed to define this? Fine, here goes, and while I'm tempted to just put "love is love" I suppose I should put more. In my opinion, love is currently underrated but seen as being overrated, the view of it being overrated causing it to actually be overrated. It's complicated, and the harder you try to define it the more you realise how difficult that task is. But like a lot of things, the complications in it and difficulty defining don't stop people from knowing it's there. Breathing is not something a lot of people can define accurately and is hardly a simple process, but they can still tell it's something they can do, and that a lot of people might regard as simple because they do it naturally. Love, I think, is the same, but more so. The various ins and outs of love, and the different circumstances in which it occurs and just exactly how it works and why it works the way it does and how and why it can make us do the things we do is something that, at the moment, we just haven't worked out yet but that we all (ahem, or most) know how to do instinctively. So, yes, love can be complicated with all the forms it can take and that the process doesn't ever, never mind always, follow the same process as before, and there are many, many, different elements in it. To put an accurate in great detail explanation to it would require not just years of research, but generations of research and scientific rigour that would surely be the death of love, and is beyond the scope of a live journal entry at half eleven at night by someone who's never even felt it to it's full extent. Still, I'll try, and I'll start with a simpler, in not great detail explanation of it. Love is the positive emotion felt when you like something intensely that you feel some sort of attachment to. Whatever or whoever it is that you love, you love it and it belongs to you in that way. Whether a guy loves a girl, a mother loves her son, or a child loves a toy, or my love for my teacakes, they have that sense of attachment. I'm also going to throw in that it's something you're willing to sacrifice for, at least in some way. Not necessarily throwing your life away, but you're willing to walk to the shops down the road in the pouring rain and catch a cold just so you can have that teacake you love. And I think it has to have a sense of loss once whatever you love is taken from you. That possibly just tied in under the sense of attachment, but in short anything you love you'll miss one it's gone. When someone nicks my last teacake I can get really cranky. Beyond that, any other things attached to love come from different kinds of love. Someone might define love as sexual attraction, but I don't get turned on by teacakes or my brothers. My cousins, sure, but my brothers, hell no. The least common but most commonly-known form of love is Love, no doubt, between a man and a man. Or a woman and a woman. Or a man and a woman, if you're a caveman. Defining that becomes more tricky, especially from limited expertise, but I'd say it generally involves sexual attraction, a willingness to put up with the other's shortcomings, a ceremony of joining that negates the sexual attraction. There is also often a desire to infest the world with the produce of their coupling, or an accident at least. However, Love of that kind is more of a concept than a real emotion to me, and often confused with lust- my definition of lust being limited simply to "I want to shag that". Of course, the two can become intertwined, but I feel that most people feel lust, which leads to said shagging, they spend time with each other to disguise the fact that they're just shagging, they then come to be comfortable with spending time with each other and label themselves as "loving" each other as to admit that they are simply comfortable as a result of shagging would cheapen and possible destroy that comfort. ("Actually, I did just ask you out so I could have sex with you" doesn't go down well as I understand it) At some point the shagging stops. Sometimes the shagging is done on a shag rug, or with a shaggy person named Shaggy. But yeah, I think there's a lot of lying going on, mainly because to stop lying and admit you don't love your girlfriend can end the regular sex abruptly. Anyway, I'm tired, and no doubt wrong, so good night. Day 06 – Your day, in great detail Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail Day 08 – A moment, in great detail Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 22nd, 2010
7:08 pm	Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail I skipped breakfast entirely as I was running late, and when I got to work I had a coffee. It's free from the machine, all sugar, and they use bleach instead of milk. As missed breakfast I had a kitkat, some Haribo and some Celebrations. For lunch, I had six pieces of sushi, two sandwiches, a packet of crisps, more kitkats, a cherry bakewell tart, and a bottle of oasis. The sandwiches were cheese ploughmans and had some apple in it. Three of the sushi had prawn, three had salmon. I no doubt had some more kitkats and coffee during the day. For dinner I was feeling lazy today, so I just had a bacon and egg sandwich. Four bits of bacon though, that takes effort, right? Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail Day 06 – Your day, in great detail Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail Day 08 – A moment, in great detail Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 21st, 2010
6:56 pm	Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail My mum is Joan Swanson and my dad is Kenneth Swanson. My middle name is Kenneth, after my dad. My dad is 60 this year and my mum is 45. Again. My mum is a Nurse Manager at a research clinic where they test drugs on people for adverse side-effects, and my dad used to be a Project Manger for the post office. I only recently found out a lot of the projects my dad was the manager of. Amongst other things, he was project manager for the post office building down the road from Sarah- just off Leith Walk, the selling of all their buildings at George Square in Glasgow, and their movement from moving mail by rail to road. He took early retirement about five years ago, as he didn't like the way things were heading, and he's had a variety of part-time positions to fill up his time while he waits for my mum to retire. Currently he takes minutes for meetings the council have. I've worked beside my mum, and she's greatly respected by all her staff, and also by the senior management- except that maybe hiring me was a mistake. My mum's shorter than me, my dad's about the same height. Dad's got a bit of grey hair now and a bald spot, so I've got that to look forward to I guess. Both wear glasses, and both are avid readers, so that's were I get that from. My dad's one of those people that's good at everything but doesn't brag about it, but he does do that thing where, say, when doing maths he'll turn to you and say "What, you haven't worked it out yet?". I visit my parents almost religiously every Thursday, although sometimes I have to go on a different day. There's no real reason for it being a Thursday other than it's convenient. I don't quite understand people who never see their parents. My parents are religious, but don't go to church at the moment as they haven't found a Baptist Church on the East side of Scotland that they like. They both love wine, which is slowly passing onto me, and they really enjoy making food, which again is passing to me. They generally eat most kinds of food, but only if it's good. So while my dad will eat steak (my mum won't touch beef) or would have a burger, he hates McDonalds. It's more the quality of the food than what went into it for them. They don't tend to have too many rules without reason- like not sticking elbows on the table. By the way, the reason you don't stick your elbows on the table is not because it's rude, but because you can't reach your sword as quickly in the event that a fight breaks out. Seriously, sit with your elbows on the table when squished between other armed men and try to reach your sword. It's quite hard, as you don't have the room. But yeah, they don't have too many of that type of rule, although they were very fond of the rules that do make sense. Stupid 'doing homework before I got to have fun' rule. Anyway, got to go as I've to go to the cinema with Allan, will either finish this later or... not. In short, my parents are lovely people. And have a house in Italy, which none of you will ever enjoy. Mwa ha ha ha ha! Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail Day 06 – Your day, in great detail Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail Day 08 – A moment, in great detail Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail Day 13 – This week, in great detail Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail Day 20 – This month, in great detail Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail Day 25 – A first, in great detail Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail (Comment on this)