16 Days
I’m officially on holiday. Two weeks off. Sixteen Fifteen days until I return to the office (I began writing this post late last night, but didn’t get around...
I’m officially on holiday. Two weeks off. Sixteen Fifteen days until I return to the office (I began writing this post late last night, but didn’t get around...
While cycling to work I typically listen to podcasts. You might think this a rather dangerous thing to do while cycling, but the reality that most non-cyclis...
It’s heading towards midnight. Yet again I find myself wondering where the last several days have gone - every day seems to have become the day before. Thing...
I began writing this post five hours ago. Somewhere along the way Sunday caught up with me, ran me over, and dragged me along the road for a bit before rever...
I’m sitting in the dark of the junk room in front of the old PC, tapping away at the keyboard in a text editor. It’s Friday night. While the imagined rest of...
I should re-title this blog “every other day” given the frequency I seem to be posting at the moment. It’s not a conscious decision to slow down either - jus...
It’s already Monday night. Whatever happened to the ENTIRE weekend? I seem to remember last posting a few words on Friday night, and not really having time t...
It’s finally the weekend. After ordering Domino’s as a special treat, watching a ridiculous movie, and drinking a can of beer, I’m starting to switch off.
I can’t help feeling the title of this post is lifted from somewhere - perhaps Immortal Beloved? I’m not entirely sure. Anyway - just a few words this evenin...
Yet again I find myself asking the universe what it did with the greater part of my day. Each day seems to fall into the next at the moment - a bit like the ...