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Having decided my head is too bad to move and with my lack of sleep due to the God awful wind all night ("The wind whistled all through the night and other Welsh hymns!"*) I have come to the conclusion that staying in bed is the best possible course of action.

But... this is me. I am not a stay in bed person although I have to admit to being awake all night but properly awake since about 8ish, I am still in bed and have been perusing blogs and software sites all morning. I have found a lovely new RSS reader, which apparently I've tried before as when I installed it it was already there, which means I must have not liked it compared to the other reader I use. Well I've left it running and I'll take a proper look eventually.

Lying in bed is great if there is something with you. And they are awake. A "lie in" (or is it "lay in") for me means staying in bed until 9.30am so to still be here at 10.30am is a beyond belief.

And with that I think it's time to get up, take some more paracetamol that never work so I end wondering why I take them in the first place, and do some house work.

TTFN x

*Tube of smarties to the first person to name the quote!

If you're going to try enticing people to your MySpace page with a "saucy" picture of yourself... try not make it a dirty picture!

Everyone in the world (from my perspective) is pursuing an apparently elusive and topical agent of the void known only as 'Happiness'. Sure, people don't wander up to me and say "Hey Rob. I'm looking for happiness today. Now I'm off to Jenners!" but it's pretty obvious that all our actions are motivated by this perplexing nine-letter word that starts with a 'happ' and ends with a 'ness'. There's an 'i' in there somewhere to, but he's been sent to his room for being full of himself. And no gay man can respectfully forget that happiness has a penis in it.

This frankly obvious phenomenon (the pursuit, not the anagram) only manifested itself into my gooey brain matter when myself and Brad got together. I know! A billion single men cry out in dismay!.... Not for me, but Brad of course. He's got an ass like a sentient peach trying to escape from a denim prison cell. Sweet!

But I digress....

It was only when we got together that I realised that happiness seems so elusive because for most of us it's already in our pocket, and we only lose it occasionally when we change trousers. I swear to Dorothy, when Brad and I got together, the second I stepped outside a Blue-Bird landed on my shoulder, and several strangers in the street joined me in an elaborate dance routine.

I was thinking that the world suddenly made sense again and that I was happy. It then occured to me that I had been happy before and that this never-ending quest for that nine-letter word isn't futile, nor pointless.

There's whole different levels and types of happiness, something I had seemed to have forgotten. There's the happiness with the one you love, or happiness in pursuing who you think you may love in the future or just sitting down for a pint with a friend. There are so many little things that can seem insignificant to ourselves, but mean the world to someone else.

It seems this pursuit of happiness is actually a sham, because all the happiness in the world has already been absorbed by our friends, family and loved ones, and it's up to you to get them to share it with you. A good way is to give them a ring if you haven't spoken to them in a while, or to simply invite someone out for a drink, or over to watch a movie. It's very simple, and you get to put a little bit of happiness in your pocket.

Try it; it's feels warm and tingly.

You really are a twat.

Cheers Chuck! x

I have just bought one of them there 3G Broadband modem thingamies from Vodafone...

Which means...

I'm back on line!

Huzzah!

Muahahahahahahahaaaa!!!

Thank to you those of that commented yesterday.

My question about wondering who reads this wasn't so much aimed at members of the site of people on my friends as I arrogantly assume that everyone reads it. I know that's slightly wrong and worrying but it gives me a purpose and reason to carry on writing. The thought that no one reads makes the whole thing a bit pointless.

Thanks again though. It meant a lot that you read, paid attention, and commented!

Cheers x

P.S. Marty - Have you changed your email address?

Sat at home reading blogs via my lovely RSS Feedreader - that I can read at home because mine is not an online feedreader that is shit! - Ha!

Anyhoo - sat reading and saw this on Faffa's blog so thought I'd steal it as she stole if from MkFunky anyway.

EDIT: After going through all the questions I'm glad I finished it - as I rarely finish anything - but wish I hadn't started it.
EDIT 2: It'll be interesting to see what comments I get, if any, as they'll show just how many of the questions the person read.

1. The phone rings, whats ur ringtone?

Danger! Danger! - Electric Six

2. When shopping at the grocery store,do you return your cart?

Yes or I don't get my euro back!

3. If you had to kiss the last person you kissed again, would you?

Most definitely.

4. Do you take compliments well?

Oh yes indeedy and I get them all the time!

5. Do you play Sudoku?

Yes. A little too often.

6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?

With the crap I carry in my handbag I'd survive anywhere!

7. If your house were on fire, what would be the first thing you would save?

Brad.

8. Who was the last person you slept in the bed with?

Bradders

9. Who do you text the most?

Bradders

10. Favorite children's book?

Pop Goes The Hamster and Other Microwaves Games.

11. Eye color?

Greeny-blue

12. How tall are you?

*reaching up high* I'm this tall!

13. If you could do it over again, start from scratch, would you?

Yes.

14. Any secret admirers?

How the bleedin' hell am I suppose to know that?

15. Does the person you miss misses you?

What? What? That question makes no sense!

16. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?

Ah! American meme then.

17. Favorite ex..?

Favourite ex? What kind of question is that?

18. Where was the furthest place you went today?

Tuam town centre.

19. Do you like mustard?

Erm... yes.

20. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?

Neither.

21. Do you miss anyone?

Yes but I'm told my aim is getting better.

22. Can you ever do splits?

Not anymore.

23. What movie do you want to watch?

Mine

24. What did you do for New Year's Eve?

Partied with the Duggans.

25. Do you think The Grudge was creepy?

No.

26. Do you own a camera phone?

Yes

27. Was your mom a cheerleader?

No but she was a mod! - with the moped and jacket and everyhin! Vare scary!

28. What's the last letter of your middle name?

T

29. Are you hispanic?

Oh come on!

30 . Do you like care bears?

No.

31 . What do you buy at the Movies?

Drink and sweeties (how much are your sweeties?)

32. Do you know how to play poker?

Yes - but I tell people it's been years since I've played.

33. Do you wear your seatbelt?

Yes.

34. What do you wear to sleep?

Nothing.

35. Anything big ever happen in your city?

Well I've only lived in Tuam a few months but Galway Bay FM was in Costcutters last week!

36. Is your hair straight or curly?

Hair?

37. Is your tongue pierced?

Yes

38. Do you like Liver and onions?

Good God no!!

39. Do you like funny or serious people better?

Depends on what/who I'm doing.

41. Who is on your mind right now?

Faffa.

42.Any plans 4 tonight?

Yes! Prison Break is on!

43.Whats your fav. song at the moment?

I couldn't pick just one.

44 . Do you hate chocolate?

No.

45. What do you and your parents fight about the most?

I have a very loving relationship with my parents and we never ever fight.

46. Are you a gullible person?

No.

47. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?

I don't need but I want... and I have!

48 . If you could have any job what would it be?

Fluffer in beastiality movies.

49. Are you easy to get along with?

No.

50. What is your favorite time of day?

5.35pm.

51. Are you generally a happy person?

No. I'm a miserable cunt.

I cannot get warm today.

I don't think I'm coming down with anything. I usually know well in advance. I could give an employer 30 days notice of sick leave - apart from accidents! Haven't had one of them in a while! In fact it was August last year - the leg in a cast - remember that? Oh the pain! My leg twanged again the other day. Or so I thought. It was actually my jeans getting stuck on the bottom of my show but it still gave me a scare.

I feel like I'm losing a little direction. Not in life but with blogging. I'm not going to leave, I'm not having one of those mood swings, but I can remember a time when I had something to say, when I have thoughts and feelings that I'd want to blog but now, I don't know if it's the lack of internet access, but now I feel like I'm just writing/typing/blogging for the sake of having something to type.

I've also started to wonder just who reads this. I know there are quite a few people who read but don't comment as they text me or email me and mention things they've read about but what about those that read and don't comment or text me or email. What if an ex is reading? There are some I wouldn't mind reading as it would be nice to catch up with them but there are others I'd rather stay away from and would do all I could to keep them out my life. To my shame I have quite a few ex's. Boredom was never a problem. I wonder if I was?

So I'm sat in the kitchen, watching the farmer go past, watching the trees filled with birds. I should get the camera out. Talking of camera I have finally found a use for our village hall. For those of you that don't know we have a village hall attached to the side of the house. I'm going to use it as a photography studio! It's about time I had one of those and the room is ideal for it. I wonder how much an advert in the paper is?

Right, time to head into town. I have to post a Garda form and then find someone's wireless internet to steal so I can blog this.

TTFN x

... that when the time comes I'll be doing one of these... one of them might happen sooner rather than later!

http://www.maclife.com/article/golden_ipod

http://www.maclife.com/article/life_after_death?page=0%2C0

http://www.maclife.com/article/dead_ipod_dont_scrap_it_sell_it

I'm in a strange mood today. You know the kind I get into. I suppose you could say I'm a typical gemini what with my mood swings. Of course some people would say I'm typically a gemini because I'm two-faced but thankfully most of the people who would say that are long in the past and were never friends, only business acquaintances who I'd use to get to the top. You can condemn me for that if you wish but just like those I stomped on it's in the past. It's not something I'm proud of, there aren't many of those, but it's something I no longer care or think about.

God, I've only been here five minutes and already I'll bet people are switching off in their droves!

Brad should be home by now. Yes gentle reader, once again I'm writing this while sat in the kitchen but will be posting it in a few hours times when I'm sat outside the home of some unsuspecting wireless internet bill payer.

Brad is usually home by 1.05pm - for lunch not the entire day - and it's now 1.15pm. I know it's only ten minutes but his work is only five minutes away. We can see it from our bedroom!

In my head I'm taking odds as to what is keeping him.

1'000'000 - 1 says he's left me.
1'000 - 1 says he just can't be bothered.
100 - 1 says he's still working.
10 - 1 says the girl who has lunch before him is late.
Evens says it's car trouble.

Come on, how could it not be care trouble?

From where I'm sat in the kitchen I can see him come down the road... or rather I should be able to!

It's now 1.20pm and I can see him.

Good God isn't the blog amusing! Don't I just captivate the audience! It would appear it's a good job I'm not about much at the moment!

Okay, so he's just pulled into the drive and it's now turning around. Any minute now I shall find out when he's late.

Well if you'd have put you money car trouble you'd have just lost it! He was still working! Are you as shocked as I am? It takes Brad an hour to muster up enough energy to get out of bed so you can imagine how much time it takes for him to get into the flow of doing something... he must be slowing down ready for the drive home and because of how much he's worked it's taken him longer than usual to stop... you know, like breaking distances getting longer the faster you're going.

So back to this mood I'm in. It actually came on last night halfway through watching Mark Wootton. Brad and I have liked him since we saw him in Shirley Ghostman and personally I think he's a comic genius and as much as I'm loving his new show on BBC3 some of the stuff cuts very close to the mark. It was one of his sketches that made me thoughtful and it's put me in the mood I'm still in now.

... to say today.

http://www.ibnlive.com/news/nasa-images-spark-life-on-mars-speculations/57223-11.html

The 'net connection I was using appears to have gone so I've gone from a drive about and am now sat outside someone's house!

So here is the entry for today!

Well I never got chance to say good-bye yesterday because some bastard traffic warden asked me to move on. I was parked in a parking bay but didn't have a ticket as I was still sat in the car. We'll see how today goes.

So at the moment I'm sat in our beautiful kitchen, watching a Kath & Kim DVD, waiting for Brad to come home for lunch. I've done a lot of DVD watching recently. Actually I say I watch them but I probably only see about 50% of each one as I put the DVD on and then go off and do something. It usually a DVD or a music. Brad has hooked the portable hard-drive up to his old 'puter and hooked the 'puter up to the stereo so I can have camp classics blasting out around the house. The lounge and village hall have speakers hooked up in each corner of the room but I haven't plugged anything into them yet.

You've probably gathered that my entries at the moment are going to be few and far between. One big entry once a day which will usually be written sometime that morning. As with this entry. As such each entry will more than likely be an amalgamation of events, to-do's and rants from the previous twenty-four hours. My RSS feed reader has all the blog feeds in it them so I can download those while uploading this and read all the entries at home that afternoon. At this rate I could be up for laziest blogger!

The new series of Grand Designs started last night. Building my own home is something I've always wanted to do and I think I will eventually. I've done all my research for the major things and have four or five different plans in my head and about a 100 screwed up balls of paper with crappy pictures of house designs on them. Last night the guy was building in Oxford. It was a nice place and even though he had some strange ideas it did seem to work out and he ended up with a spectacular place that was four months behind schedule and £150k over budget! I don't really understand what he meant by "Decahedrons are the only shape that would work here." Any shape would have worked! Oh well. Maybe these kind of phrases and ideas are things I'll realise when I build our dream home! Ha!

We also watched the Gordon Ramsey programme last night. We have n money to go out at the moment so every night is spent in watching telly or playing on the pl'station or 'box. The Ramsey programme was good but some of the creative editing pissed me off. If you can't film what you need to film with one camera then use two! And yes, I do speak from experience! There is no need to employ two camera men, one will do, just make the second camera a static camera! White balance the fucker, press record and ta-da the jobs a good 'un! Fair enough you miss things with one camera but if you only have one camera try and remember continuity and editing! Gordon leaves the restaurant pulling up the collar on his cheap trampy jacket, the shot moves to outside and hey presto Gordon comes out the door... but... where's his coat? It has magically disappeared! Wankers! I hate crap continuity. There is no excuse for it!

I see from the news Peter Hain has resigned. It's strange seeing UK news and knowing that it doesn't really affect me anymore. Of course the Irish political systems isn't much better with Bertie Aherne currently being pulled through the ringer because of his dodgy tax dealings. We have British telly on our sky box as the viewing card is still registered to our address in Wales so we don't actually see much of the Irish news unless we read it in the paper or hear it on the radio and even then it's a little off-putting to listen the news and know that any minute now you're going to hear the death notices!

Right, as I've become a Stepford Wife I think it's time to prepare Brad's dinner. Biscuits are my big speciality at the moment and I'm still trying to refine my shortbread!

So come on... who's coming for a visit?

Anyone who saw Lenny "I'm only funny when I'm being an old black woman or my mother" Henry will have seen the Chocolate Rain video as seen below.

I remember being sent it via an email and found it hysterical... but I have no idea why.

But...

Now I've found this...

Now that's much better!

As those of who ready yesterday will know I've found a place I can get online which is closer to home than the thirty minute journey to Helen & MJ's. Don't get me wrong, I love going to Helen and MJ's but sometimes you have to weigh up the costs of fuel etc which the cost of a phone call to friends to let them know you're okay and ask how they are.

So right now I'm sat outside an estate agents in Tuam town centre. Okay so that's a big lie. I'm actually sat in my lounge. I found the free wireless yesterday but my battery went before I could do anything constructive so I thought I'd sit and write an update before I go in, while I have warmth, coffee and a power pack for the lap top.

The last few weeks have been interesting and fun if also a little stressful. My parents came over last week and I had to use Brad's car when I went to get them from the airport.

The car saga is not a happy one and it's rather long so I'll shorten it...

No.1. Car broke down at airport when collecting Helen & MJ from their honeymoon. It appeared to the alternator but I'm not a car expert. Got a jump start, got home.

No.2. Car broke down ... at a petrol station of all places where NO ONE had a set of jump leads or even seemed bothered that I was blocking a pump. Brad turned up with jump leads... that wouldn't start the car. I thought it was the alternator again but various people at the garage told me it was the starter motor and a flat battery. The car goes to the mechanic who says it the starter motor and duly replaces part of it... a solarnoid / solonoid / solanoid * switch or something.

INTERMISSION - While my car is at the garage I drive Brad's... and hit a pot hole... the back tyre explodes and the nice shiny alloy has a lovely split in it. Suzuki don't supply enough nuts for the spare for me to happily drive it about o long journeys.

No.3. I drop Helen's mom at Knock airport and head to Tesco to do a little shopping. Come out after shopping and it won't start. I walk, in the pouring rain, (I get a missed call from the Jizzmeister Jay who I think is taking the piss but I'm not 100% sure so I thank him for his concern) to a garage who are very helpful and drive me back to my car and replace the battery. It's obviously a flat battery. I still think it's the alternator but I know nothing about cars so will be guided by others. With a working car I head home.

No.4. It's the morning of the arrival of my parents and I nip into Tuam to go some shopping. I stop at the back to get money out and when I get in the car it won't start! Amazingly I don't get angry, I don't get annoyed, I calmly call Brad, tell him what has happened. I walk to a auto-spares shop, hoping to buy nuts for Brad's spare only to be told it'll be 24hrs, so with nothing left to do I walk (it's been raining all this time) to Brad's work. As I get to the main entrance he comes out with his boss who drives us to the company mecha. She has a chat with the mecha who agrees to go and get the car, sort out what's wrong and then bill the company for the work. The mecha calls Brad that afternoon and tells him it's the alternator.

So that's why I was in Brad's car when collecting parentals from the airport. For their entire visit it did nothing but rain. My father never came to see us in Wales, only ever came to the house in Birmingham once, never came to the apartment above the nursery, and I can count on one hand how many times he came to any of the other places I lived so for him to get on a plane, especially in his current condition, is a bit of a surprise. Mother loved the house, which is just as well as we plan to buy it. Dad didn't seem all that bothered but did keep saying "it's a nice house just a shame about the weather!" On the Friday night dad treated us all - and Helen and MJ - to a meal at the Claregalway Hotel which was fantastic. They do a great Salmon.

In other news..

- Still no job but still having interviews. Actually that's not strictly true. I do have a job. In fact I have two. I just can't do either of them yet as I'm waiting for my Garda clearance.

- We have loads of visits to the house planned by various friends and I'm really looking forward to each and every one of them. If you're not one of them but would like to be then just drop me a mail and we can sort something out. We'd love to see you so it's an open invitation.

Right, I'm going to have a coffee, put the laptop on charge and then head into town so I can post this! By the time you read this I'll already have done all that! Ooooh time travel!

TTFN!

*Delete/Replace as appropriate.

Well I've done as much as I can now. Battery is about to go so thought I'd say goodbye before it goes altogether. I will pop back tomorrow an say hello... I think... depends on my mood.... and if the parking spot is available!

TTFN x

So I'm sat outside an estate agent and I think I'm using their wireless internet connection!

Hello everyone!

Well tonight certainly made up for the shit week.

MJ plays in a Thin Lizzy tribute band and they do one and only gig a year and tonight was the night. And what a fantastic night it was! MJ has a fantastic voice. He sang at the wedding and it was great but tonight was something special!

So here is Brad, Philomena Lynott (Phil Lynotts mom) and me. For some reason I look like someone is pressing the barrel of a gun in the small of my back. They're not. She's a lovely lady.

Here we see MJ and the band on stage.

MJ & Mrs. Lynott singing.

And after a great night we come back to Helen & MJ's (we're staying the night) to find Lee asleep on the settee. So we covered him in cushions.

We're at Helen & MJ's as we're off out to see MJ play in his band tonight.

I'm only blogging to let you know I'm still alive. Have a had a shit week. Very very shit. And so I'm not in the mood to blog etc. I don't really want to socialise either but I've been looking forward to this night for such a long time so I'm not going to spoil.

Right. Speak to you later.

Well I'm sat in Brierhill Shopping centre, in the Dunnes "Reflect Cafe" to precise looking out on a glorious traffic island and unfinished trading estate!

I'm waiting.

I'm waiting for my job interview with a youth project. The interview is at 2pm and I thought I'd come in early to find the place etc. Well after driving round a council estate for what seemed like hours I finally found the place so it's just a waiting game until 2pm comes. I can't prepare any more for this interview and too be honest there wasn't much prep needed anyway, it's very much like fostering from the job description, I just don't get to keep the kids... which is obviously a bonus going by some of the kids we've had... but in saying that it makes me remember some of the others, especially the last one... who I now wish was here with us.

I'm sat watching a change a tyre on his car. He has a pneumatic jack, pneumatic pump, pneumatic spanner... all worked from a little contraption he's plugged into his cigarette lighter socket! I want one!

Did I tell you about my car? Did Brad? It's fucked! Well no, it's not, the starter motor has gone so at the moment I've stolen a car and am using it to get around. Okay so that's not entirely true either. I've not so much stolen a car as I've borrowed it. it's Brad's car. Which is in my name anyway! I've been arrested twice for stealing a car and on both occasions I was innocent. Sort of!

In other news my subscription as a pro has ran out on this lovely blog site and I no longer have a card suitable to renew it with! Bollocks! Hmm... maybe I'll win a bloscar! Talking of which... I'm amazed at the people you're voting for! It's fantastic and diverse! Wonderful, bloody wonderful!

For some reason I can't get into BCUK.

No idea what is going on.

Cunt.