Half Way There.

Well.

Thus And As Such.

Its Wednesday. We are nearly at the weekend. This is good I think. Although annoyingly I don't get paid till Monday, but nevermind eh?

Thursday and Friday are the best days at work. Edging slowly towards Saturday.

Its funny though. I don't hate my job, in fact I really like it.

Its just that I like doing nothing even better.

Having said that, unfortunately I am going to have to do lots of things this weekend.

First there's the playing of the football on Friday night.

Then there's the watching of the football Saturday lunch time.

Then the drinking of the beer on Saturday evening.

Then the recovering from the beer on Sunday morning.

Then the doing of some work for Monday.

Then the playing of some more of the football.

And finally there's the drinking of the small amount of the beer.

Annoyingly very busy.

No time for the doing of the nothing.

Roll on the Monday that's what I say.

Lates.

Matt

3:45

Its 3:45 Am

Can you see the link to the title there.

Seamless.

Shit. Now its 3:47. What do I do? Change the title? Or do i just carry on regardless?

I am at the moment listening to lots of random songs from my i-tunes library.

I have so many songs on my computer that I have never listened to and , to be fair, for the most part there is a very good reason for this.

However, every once in a while I come a cross a great song, that I can't believe i have not listened to before.

I think, in my present alcohol fuelled state that that is a great metaphor for life.

We (and by we I mean us people, of the world) spend far too much time concentrating on the tried and tested, safe and favourite things in our life that every now and then miss some amazing things that if we were more open to life's quirks we would embrace and find indispensable.

Holly Carp. I am in the mood for talking sheet.

Bonsoir.


Matt.

P.S. Its now 3:58.

P.P.S. Just thought you'd like to know.

Photos

Now.

I Love photos.

But sometimes I think that I wish I didn't have some of them.

The thing about photos is that they remind you of past events.

And that is great when you want to be reminded of them, but sometimes you flick through your albums and you end up looking at photos that remind you of times gone and forgotten and then your start to feel nostalgic, and remember regrets you have about the past and people you used to talk to every day that you haven't seen for years. And then you sit there and go 'yeah I like photos, but sometimes they aren't that great.' And so then you decide to write another post about the not always greatness of photos cos you've had a few.

N'shit.

Steve

This is a picture of Steve getting ready to intergrate into Aussie life.


If you cant see properly, he has got real proper corks hanging from his hat.

He is gonna blend right in.

He's walking around saying 'struth' and 'put another shrimp on the barbie'.

No Worries Mate.

Here is a strange picture of Steve with no head.




Not sure what happened. Something to do with a weird camera setting called brain activity mode and Steve having no brain I think.


Matt.

A Feeling I Can't Quite Put My Finger On.

That's what I've got right here, right now.

Just thought you'd like to know.

Lates.


Matt.


P.S. Is this start of continual 'Blogging' ?



P.P.S Who knows?



P.P.P.S God maybe?



P.P.P.P.S I know you have to add a letter when you keep P.S'ing. but can't remeber if its the 'P' or the 'S'.



Nevermind Eh?

I'm guessing you can get the general idea either way.

Safe flight Steve.


Matt.

A Strange Day

Well its been an interesting day.

First I went to Ian M's 60th Birthday Party and saw my best friend Alex, who now lives in Canadia with his lovely wife.


Then after that I went to Steve's house to say goodbye to him as he is off to Australia tomorrow.



Its strange when people you get used to seeing all the time move away to a different part of the country. Its even strangerer when they decide to move to a different country all together.

They are both going to be fine, I know that, but its weird for the rest of us left behind.

Alex is now well settled with a house and a job. And Steve has a job to walk into and will find himself a place quite quickly.

I find myself feeling quite jealous of both of them, and think that one day I might follow one of them to their newly adopted homes.

Only time will tell.


Lates.


Matt.

P.S. The pictures shown do not necessarily depict the people mentioned at this time in their life. Pictures may have been taken a few years previously.... although with Steve you can never quite tell.

France 2006

Went to France what seems like half a year ago, but was in fact only about a month.

Had a very cool relaxing time, chilling and drinking.

There are some photos here.

Not many mind.

Once Chris has given me a copy of the ones he took, I'll add them also.

Lates.


Matt.