Third post! And now I need stuff to post about!

I'm going to go to a wedding soon! And I'm going to go to bed soon too! Which one will be sooner? The bed one! It's like Lawrence of Arabia all over again! (Bedouin. Sounds like "bed one", no?)

Today at work I worked! I know, fun AND different! It's not the type of different that I like too much, but yeah, let's keep it up. I really haven't done much interesting laterly, well, interesting by *my* standards... and look, i've circumnavigated the world, pretended to be Uzbekistani, been a pauper in London and been mugged by monkeys, so probably my average day is like the average person's wet dream (in terms of excitement, not like an ACTUAL actual person's wet dream, because... well, just because!), so to put all that to an end I'm going to try and organise a "Billy Connolly" day. Billy is a very funny Scottish comedian who I haven't ever really watched a full show of and who swears too much, but I'm sure that that won't pose a problem!

I'll organise a work team and let you know how it goes.

I also have to start looking for room-mates... I'm going to write up what just might be the world's most awesome room-mate ad and then post it here. And on Craigslist, becuase I actually want responses, and no one reads this thing.

Well, i do. And that's weird enough.

Oh! Drinks Friday!

So, on friday, I had some brunch with 2 other co workers at 10:30. Then we left three table at our trez-chich french restaurant half an hour later to accomodate another co-worker, who was late (so we had to wait for a table for 4, trez chich i tell you!), and were then joined by another bloke so we had...
a party of five!
After 2 bottles of champagne, we wandered out into a beautifully warm sunny day, and proceeded to walk down a street in hopes of finding a place to drink - fortunately, Bacchus was smiling that day (and every other day, but still) and we managed to find a pub that served alcohol! One of my co-workers was explaining patiently to us an interesting tale about a girl bringing *him* tulips, and that just shows how weird America is, and that's about all i can remember of that.

After some more drinks, we played the ever popular "spot the de-bagge", which is how you pronounce "douche-bag", doncher know! I won, totally spotted the angled bball cap with thongs and dyed blond hair - but someone did spot a de-bagge in a ferrari, so it was fun by all!

Oh wait, i need to go to sleep... maybe i'll write tomorrow?

New post number 2!

Because, well, I can't just post ONCE in, what the hey has it been? 4 months?? 4 of them??? CRAzY!

Well, I'm still in america, I've been here for a while, I'm probably going to be here for a while, and I've learnt that spending money? It's very easy. I'm still a programmer, but i now have an apartment! But I also now don't have a bed! But i have a sofa!

Exciting stories... exciting stories...


I talked to hippies! In Mexico! More about Mexico later! Oh, and Palenque? Go to Palenque. Now. It's very much Ankor Wat before the billion starving masses decided to move there and sell coca cola, crappy food and imitation clothing. That's clothing that looks like clothing, but is really just rags in disguise.
Palenque is beautiful, a drop of mysticism, a waft of spring, as refreshing as fighting the good fight. I cannot urge anyone reading this to go soon - I went in February, and it is brilliant. Quiet, moving, hot, shady, adjective adjective noun. Relaly, it's that good.

And there are hippies.

"Heyyyyyy maan, were is your mind right now?"
"My what?"
"Where are you? Can't you hear the trees? Oh, they're loving what we're experiencing now"

It was like that for a while. Actually, you know what? I'm going to go and buy some, ummmm, ice cream? No! Milk! And cookies! And I'm going to eat them. And then tell you more about the hippies.

Because I can!

Also - I'm going to stop those one off sentences for a bit. They're toop jarring.

Massively Late Post!

Hi there everyone! It's been a long while since I wrote, and seeing as this whole blog is just as much for *my* memory as your amusement (and yes, I suspect there are all of 0 of you out there... except maybe Ken on the occaisional days he sees some code of mine that refers to this thing), well, seeing as that's the case, I'm just going to write for myself!

First off - whoa! I didn't realise having a bad back could put me in such a crabby mood. I mean, honestly, I know I've tried writing here a few times, but on account of having been in pain, all i ended up doing was frothing like a rabid foaming thingy at commonplace events. Trees, americans, global warming, that kind of thing. So, to you, the occaisional reader who has stumbled on this by accident, I offer this pearl, nay, gem of wisdom:
don't get ill. And if you do? Don't get grumpy, on account of being ill.

There, I'm sure i've saved someone's life.

Life? Ah! But mine hasn't been *all* bad back! It's also been me having a stomach bug too... the benefit of the tummy bug is that I really don't drink so much. But bah! What a bother nonetheless.

Ok, that's my little whinge over. I'm going to write a new post, and this one will be a slice of awesome.

Promise.