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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>Oh ... My Days</title><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/</link><description>Not sure on the content yet, never had a blog, will probably be bitchy and raunchy. An interesting concept :S</description><language>en-UK</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>Oh ... My Days</title><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/65/dc16cd98112f65d844d2592634d72f_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Sunday and Monday</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Well, although the day was amazing due to the company, the location was a little, how shall we say, painful.&lt;br&gt;
The redbull air race was good, i mean some of the things they do in those planes is astounding, so it wasn't until a few hours that we started to realise something cooking. It was us.&lt;br&gt;
The BBC weather webby said it would be 18 and cloudy. It was clear, and when we got back in the car it was 25, and that was after the hottest part, closer to 28 i think. Oh dear god, we'd been sat in that without protection for hours. I always take protection! Another reason why i hate the BBC news, i mean no-one died on that bus? Bollocks.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So by the time we'd come back it was like, omg after sun. Then it was Argle after sun stings, we actually looked like we were melting, you could feel the heat radiating :S&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Pizza then i packed up to go home, enjoyed the drive as ever, don't really get much time alone in the car to drive how i want to. When i got home i dropped everything and the entire family laughed at how red i was, after i was suitably happy that they'd had their chuckle i retired up stairs with everything and two bottles of after sun. I spent the rest of the night distracting myself on the laptop, while reapplying after sun every 15-20 minutes. And i mean THICK, my face was just like a sponge, the process continued until about 1 am, when I tried to sleep, but every now and then i would put more cream on. The last lot i remember was at 4:30 and after that sleep. 1 and a half hours of glorious sleep. Before my brother went and had a shower at 6am and left his alarm going. Bastard.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Got up and turned it off and then couldn't sleep, spent a couple of hours in the same routine and came to the conclusion that i wasn't going to work, not that tired and that creamy. So went to sleep, the boss woke me up at 9, cant remember exactly what i said, but i do remember her laughing quite a bit, double bastard. Then slept through till 1 and the body clock reared its head and went, "omg what are you doing?" so i had to get up, took some "day 2" photos and booted the lappy.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I may have annoyed my girlfriend due to chatting to my mates wife (the one that got sunburned at the weekend) instead of texting her, but i was organising something for her, PLUS i hate texting her when she's driving, like i hate ringing her, even if she is on hands free. Unfortunately there was no-one to take my place at 5-aside football so i went along, it was ok though, the sides were picked before we got there oddly, so what ensued was our team walking all over the opposition, i could get used to this &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As you may have noticed there is no sex talk in my blog as of late, this is due to my like shag muffin being away, though we did have a short interesting chat that night, though i won't go into any detail.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Until something interesting happens in my life, good day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/09/sunday_and_monday/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/09/sunday_and_monday/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2005 10:51:08 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Friday + Saturday</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Ooo Fridays are always good, finish work at one, then home for a bit of a rest and clean up before the lovely lady arrives, and boy did she arrive, fully kitted out in sexy skirt and underwear. Well on the pretext of going to watch a DVD w disappeared upstairs and had what I must admit was the best sex of my life. And by that definition was completely different and much more energetic than usual, there must be something in the water!&lt;br&gt;
By the time we'd collapsed in a sweaty satiated heap the film was well over half over, so we had to start it again, was rather funny, but food called us instead so we dusted ourselves down and made a hasty exit. Unfortunately an hour later she had to go due to her leaving for a family holiday at 3am. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; however as she now has something to remember me by the texts are coming thick and fast, and she doesn't think I’ll be able to handle her alone at hers by next Friday :/&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I now live in a dream world of what lies in store &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Soooo Saturday, also went surprisingly well, my aunt visited from London with my lil 9 month old cousin, she was so cute! And I’ve never been at all broody before but I was getting there.&lt;br&gt;
A little later was the weekly Saturday kick about, which was quite amazing tbh, as usually I score like once in a blue moon (my scoring luck seems to be changing in much more ways than one &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; ) and at the last total id managed 6, I think that's the last time I’m allowed to be a team captain and choose a side &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Last night and this morning have pretty much been Dota, some very good games, as I'm round a mates house it has been a great laugh, giggles and cursing (from me, I’m a dirty mouthed tramp) abound. As we've got to be out to go to the red bull thing at 7.30 tomorrow I guess its time to sleep &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ta ta, I wait as ever for emmas derogatory remarks &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_neutral.gif" alt=":|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/07/friday_saturday/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/07/friday_saturday/</link><pubDate>Sun, 07 Aug 2005 04:08:48 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Wednesdy + Thursday</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Well what a couple of uneventful days! Or rather not, both days were boring wednesday more so, only punctuated with some rather equisite games of DotA in the evenings, didn't see my girly &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; apart from briefly thursday night when she came over to surprise me &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So all in all not much to report, oh i managed to give my red bul lair race ticket away as i'm off with a mate instead so there should be more of us going en mass now &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Some silly buggers were buying them for £30-£60 but that seems a bit harsh to charge a mate &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So i imagine the next entry will be of my escapades at the weekend, unless anything amazing happens tonight with the missus before she goes away for the week ...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Until then &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/05/wednesdy_thursday/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/05/wednesdy_thursday/</link><pubDate>Fri, 05 Aug 2005 12:02:19 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Tuesday</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Well first things first, Emma seems to have disappeared from the face of the Blog world, all of her posts are now visitors so whether she deleted her account or someone else did it’s a pity to see her go.&lt;br&gt;
Ok, so how last night went, left work promptly to be confronted by my brother at home saying he needed the car, oh. Well it’s his own fault for taking his back window out and not being able to put it back in until certain things had set, but seeing as he needed it for a pretty important match I said ok so long as you drop me off.&lt;br&gt;
After my shower he was still fart arsing around so by the time we actually got out of the house and hit traffic I had to get him to drop me off in-between somewhere so that my girlfriend could pick me up. Then she got stuck in traffic so I started walking, so when we’ve finally met up, it was time to rush off to old sainsbugs to get the bread and butter, and something to actually eat it all with :/&lt;br&gt;
So by the time we had got everything together it was getting a bit late, and I wasn’t driving due to the previous circumstances, so we went to a different local spot which was lovely sat in the sun eating whilst drinking cheery coke. Until the sun went behind some trees and the wind picked up. I thought oh, we can have desert at mine then seeing as no-one will be home (the reason I couldn’t use my dads car was because they were going to watch my brother) so I thought it’d be snugly in the summer house. So when we pulled up outside only to see my dads car on the drive I was not best pleased.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Not only could I have used it, but they were also home spoiling some rather risqué plans that had formulated &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Not to worry then off we went to the summer house with our profiteroles and chatted for a while, in-between licking chocolate sauce off of each other and a little light petting snogging, the usual cosy things.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;More chatting then we said our farewells and I saw her off, we completely missed the sunset in amongst the driving and the summerhouse, but we’ll be prepared next time we go for a picnic &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today has been boring, and as I type the second half of this the Internet is currently down, which is nice seeing as that’s all I seem to do at work these days. At least it gives me the opportunity to go and see someone and sign a card for an old boss who’s getting married tomorrow :/&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Enjoy the rest of you Wednesday people &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/03/tuesday_14/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/03/tuesday_14/</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Aug 2005 16:37:18 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Monday</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Was a quiet day, extremely bored at work, followed by some quite intense indoor football yet again, I'm accused of being a whiner, we I will agree with, but when you leave the sports halls with bruises al lthe way up your shins and have been kicked up in the air more than once, i think you can afford to whine about it a bit &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After that i finally finished reading the harry potter book, OMG such an amazing ending, i'm looking forward to seeing where she take sthe series next, and as the books have become more "grown up" this book will make an exquisite film, if the kids arn't 40 by the time they finish filming :/&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then a phone conversation with the missus, followed by me *almost* falling asleep there and then on my bed, only to be roused by a text from my mate, twisting my arm into playing a game of something &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt; We had good and bad times, then after a particularily hard fought game, in which half of our team left, and we almost still won, we packed that up and i chatted to Lu until half 12, at which point my head was hurting for some unknown reason so i thought it best to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The Jpop was a bit hit and miss though, there were a couple i enjoyed but the others like "marry me" sounded like any two bit American teenybopper band could have sung it &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So today, so far not a lot can be said really, i mean we have more of the same boredom, the highlight of which was formatting an old NT box :/ actually no, eating apple pie for breakfast has been the highpoint so far &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Though i am expecting to have an exquisite evening as I’m going out for a picnic, i have my blanket ready and the lovely lady will be bringing the food. The weather has been beautiful i only hope it holds up &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Will tell you all how it goes tomorrow &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ta ta for now ...
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/02/monday_23/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/02/monday_23/</link><pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2005 15:26:48 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>An amazing weekend</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Where to start? I can guess I can start by saying I am quite physically tired for one thing!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So, Friday, Willy Wonka was, well, weird. I mean the Oompa Loompa’s were all the same guy duplicated (budget or what) Charlie and grandpa were ok, but my main problem was Willy Wonka himself (Johnny Depp) was played rather strangely and looked as though Mike Myers would have been better suited to the character &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok so after watching that, we had thought about going to zizi or something in town, but pasta didn’t grab me by the balls and say EAT ME so with our little city not offering much else, and steak didn’t grab the missus either. So we went on a little drive and found the dancing Dragon buffet Chinese, omg, that is the second best Chinese restaurant I’ve been to in my entire life, the best being in Glasgow however and I didn’t fancy the drive &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So after a very satisfying meal we had the little walk back to the car and a nice dive to work it off &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; And when I say work it off went for a drive, down the country roads. Never before have we passed a lay-by and my better half say, oh that looks interesting. So a quick U-turn later, pushing the front seats forward and getting in the pack, we christened the car and proved it can be done, right up until a bike took ages coming up the road and then stopped a little way behind up. Little perv. Anyway, I took the lovely lady home and made my way back as well.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Saturday, after staying up quiet late I didn’t wake till 11:30, oh that is the life &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; football at 4pm which we just carried on and on and on running around for an hour and 40 minutes, though no one seemed to want to stop, so we didn’t &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Drinkies afterwards and my loveable lady friend had come to meet me with a few surprises that she’d show me that night, after we watched pirates of the Caribbean, that I assure myself that I’ve seen before but forget half of it &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So, the shopping she had done, lovely black lingerie that I got to sample first hand in the flesh, I just could not resist but take a few memorable pictures (for posterity of course!) the best, and least explicit has found its way onto my desktop as the background &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So we sampled this and had quite amazing sex as the clothes flew from our bodies, both working each other up until we were on the edge together, we haven’t come at the same time in a very long time, prior to us breaking up and it was an amazing feeling for it to happen again. We spent the rest of the night cuddling before we slipped off to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The next morning I woke up to a kiss, then she put her head on one side as if deciding something and then jumped on top of me! I mean, she’s usually worried about it hurting but obviously she woke up mega horny, granted she was very tight but for once refreshingly it didn’t bother her as she bore down on top of me, going wild! I can think of no better way to wake up on a lazy Sunday morning, definitely put a spring in my step for the rest of the day! Afterwards we lay in bed and called up the picture son the laptop and had a lookie at some previous ones of me &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and did some online banking etc, had a quick chat to a mate that we were off to see later. Spent the majority of the day either travelling too and from, or at a mates house, he was a big part of why we got back together. Played games ate pizza (after misjudging when the Chinese takeaway opened) drank cherryade (how old school) and came home.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Gave my mum the flowers I had bought earlier in an effort for all of the crap I’d put her through over the past week, then went and had a chat to my better half about all and sundry, which again ended up moving from the summerhouse up to my room into a rather interesting 69 position, I mean OMG it was like meeting a long lost friend 5 times over!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Afterwards I took her home, we parted all lovey like and I came home for DotA and chatting, Lu was around as ever, my faithful servant &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;  (we must still meet up) and I realised just how tired the entire ordeal had made me!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I’m now realising how I should update every day, instead of on Monday as this gets sooooo hard to do at work &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Hope it isn’t too rambling or utter bollocks, but I’m sure you’ll let me know if it is &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/01/an_amazing_weekend/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/08/01/an_amazing_weekend/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2005 13:24:16 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Update</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Right, so I’m going to get slated for EVERYTHING I’ve done since Mondays entry, but hopefully it should give you some interesting reading.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So after being shattered by tiredness on Monday (and have been all week) I decided to get 8 hours sleep for once, however as I’ve become accustomed to more like 4-5 hours I woke up at 6 o’clock, from one of those dreams (I don’t know whether you’ve ever had one?) where you just think the world is going to end because something is deeply deeply wrong. Before It had a chance to slip away I imprinted that dream upon my conscious mind, It was of my (now) ex, she was with another man. I just couldn’t take that, I was beyond devastated, this brought back some home truths, and from a person who usually says “grow a pair” to someone rather than listen to their problems I was in a bad state.&lt;br&gt;
I went to work and my usual humour an sarcasm was harsh and abrupt, this quickly brought me into a clash with my bosses boss who seemed to have had a similarly bad night (and his known for his extremes) after the sentence “do you want to work here? If not you can fuck off!” It was a very short route to what was coming. I was thinking about why he said that, I knew why I was in this mood. I took this moment to install a wireless kb+mouse in a conference that needed doing, as I walked there I was praying it wouldn’t be in use, luckily as it was still only half 8 it wasn’t. I walked in left the lights off and before I could get much done I’d broken down into tears like a little girl. It was quite pitiful, but I can’t remember the last time I’d cried for a reason like this before, and It did me the world of good to realise those feelings.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All you people who are going to call me a cry baby, a pussy or whatever, ok so maybe I was to do that and to be quite frank I’m GLAD I did, to be honest YOU grow a pair, and jump down off of your emotionally retarded horse and live a little.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, after my little cry I left a quick voice mail on her phone and she got back to me an hour later, we emailed until the end of the day when we agreed to meet for a walk in the park where we started going out, we spent AGES talking which was good as it’s something we hadn’t done, and then we went for a little drive, came back and for some reason I can’t quite remember I got her overexcited as I whispered sweet nothings in her ear. We said our goodbyes and parted.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Wednesday, emailing all day while at work, nothing clingy at all at long last, and we seem to have finally put that spice back into our relationship, although I had to admit all that I had been doing while I was considering breaking up, and once we’d broken up. She said she’d come round to mine while I was out at football to have a chat to my mum (they get on SO well) Well by the time I get home, her car is still outside, which is a good sign as I wasn’t sure how they’d get on. And after a quick cuddle she says seeing as I’m here I may as well see these pictures! I was like err, hmm I haven’t had time to delete them! But she wanted to see all :S&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok so there were giggles when she went through mine, especially the ones titles oohbaby.jpg &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Luckily wasn’t too threatened by pics of Lu, though she did say she was very pretty (I’m not sure whether that works out as a compliment or an insult :S) but she is now heavily considering purchasing a corset, so I’m thankful for that &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so the pictures got the old juices flowing in her, and we got carried away in the moment again despite vowing to take it slow, and that we weren’t going to even see each other that night! So I indulged her with a little oral and she was squirming there trying her best not to scream. I got my afters that’s all I’m saying &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so where are we up to. Ah yes Thursday, Thursday was better still relationship wise, we talk more over email about why I split up and what there was different and how we’d like things to be, and whether we are prepared to do it. Thursday is a lazy day really with me not doing after work apart from laze, and in fact bar a very interesting phone call at half 9 that lasted till 11 nothing much happened apart from me falling deeply asleep and disappointing Lu &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Aww I promise to make up for it hun! Xxx&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, that brings me to today, and I’ve booked tickets to see the new Charlie and the Chocolate factory, super deluxe sofa style seats &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and depending on what we fancy later I’ll book a table at a restaurant when we actually get into town &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There was so much more detail and I’ve rushed through this since Tuesday pretty much, but I’m going home from work now to enjoy myself so &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ta ta, enjoy your weekends &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/29/update_31/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/29/update_31/</link><pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 13:22:33 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Monday</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Ok so lets start off with the good, although i was probably moody at work i managed to draw a smile once or twice and my usual sarcasm and black humour was as cutting as ever, maybe a little too so as I’ve found out today. I dunno, about 2pm rolled round? And Lu-Mina arose from her slumber &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt; The only person that can always put a smile on my face &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; so thankfully the end of the day came so much quicker. Even how low I’ve felt in the past 10 minutes have been washed away just thinking about her &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_redface.gif" alt=":oops:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so went home, and because the organiser of our five aside football wasn't there i took the balls along and also because he wasn't there it was fast, i mean REAL fast, i nearly died numerous times and came to the conclusion that I am indeed in need of a little fitness training along the way &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_lol.gif" alt=":DD" class="middle" border="0"&gt; I came out of there dripping and panting, walked home with the intention of showering but had to wait 45 minutes to actually stop sweating to begin with! In which time i had ample time to catch up with Lu again.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Shower and food later, the shower was interesting as I’d promised footage, however as seems the case with my camera some times it just thinks, actually, no, I'm not going to let you see that video! So I’m going to have to see if i can salvage any of it :S Parts of it anyway as I got a bit carried away!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Erm where next, of yes, dinner was lovely, lasagne and salad, and then back upstairs for a bit of browsing before Lu had finished her bath. I must admit to having looked at a few photo’s whilst she was doing this, just so I could share the moment &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Aaanyway, after the initial confusion of me inputting numbers into phones and triple checking I then realised someone was talking on the other end, OMG the phone had auto dialled, silly me, and a great start to the conversation.&lt;br&gt;
I must say that even though I had no idea WHAT to expect from Lu, I had no idea it would be what I heard! &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; in a good way of course. Was no accent I could speak of, and she was obviously nervous to begin with as every breath was punctuated with a giggle &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; cute giggling I might add &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So we talked about all sorts, I can’t even remember half of it I was just enjoying the moment, and what felt like 10 moments actually turned out to be 51 &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_surprised.gif" alt=":o" class="middle" border="0"&gt; shocking, though a very comfortable chat it was too, and even though as she will admit her voice is quiet girly, it was also rather sexy (she probably wont admit that &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So after our first ever phone call omg, she had to go off and do a few things whereas I didn’t and just got talking to a mate, this mate is the sort of guy, that if you tell him he really doesn’t want to see pictures, he ends up wanting to see them more. And kept on at me for half an hour, you would have thought a Hasslehoff pose would have been enough for him, but oddly enough no he is more intrigued :S&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So to satiate his curiosity a couple of clothed suggestive photos later he’s cracking up laughing his head off. And is begging me for more. And feeling particularly evil I make him promise that at the next LAN he’d have to save the next photo as his desktop all weekend. Foolishly he agreed, though knowing him he would.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I sent him one of Lu’s favourites (of the less clothed kind) and all he could say was&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh My God.&lt;br&gt;
Ohmygod, what can I say?&lt;br&gt;
As we we’re on TS (a program for streaming voice over the internet) there was someone else in our channel so he had to use msn for the words he wanted. It went something along the lines of&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;* says: OMG&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;* says: What’s the word I’m looking for?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;* says: oh yeah&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;* says: HUNG!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;* says: lol&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I still say it’s a trick of the light and camera angles &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt; but he’s vowed never to show his wife &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So after that slightly sordid ordeal, that I’m still not sure I’m comfortable with :S had some more chatting with Lu, but then it was definitely time for sleep after only 3 and a half hours the previous night I was pretty shattered, and Lu still needs to get her sleep patterns back on track!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so maybe I’ll update later on the crap day I’ve had so far. But until then, enjoy each other.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And please feel free to have a huge comment war again &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/26/monday_19/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/26/monday_19/</link><pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 10:20:45 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Weekend update</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;As you may have garnered from the last 4 entries, i have not exactly been happy in my relationship. I've felt as though it's been dead for over a year, and just haven’t had the balls to make the move. I hadn't had the guts to do that to Tracey, to upend her world, to leave her when she was so alone, she had become dependant on me in every way, whereas all i did was find new friends she lost old ones and didn't find new ones.&lt;br&gt;
After a particularly last ditch attempt to get ANY life into the relationship on my end over the past two weeks, i came to the decision that it was time to pass ways. I never expected it to be easy, 4 years with someone never is. As i was to find out it was extremely poorly timed as well, as Tracey only two weeks earlier had come to the same decisions, gone off to meat a bloke who was besotted with her they'd kissed, she'd felt wonderful. But after much anguish her heart told her what she needed to know.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And that was of her love for me.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I knew nothing of this until friday night, nothing at all, and surprisingly had never come as a shock, i'd never trusted the two of them together, as i'd known he was besotted with her. And was always crying and crooning down the phone whenever he could get her to answer, not that she enjoyed this, but i guess with the situation we were in she decided to give him a chance, i completely understand this.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So with the racking of guilt over the weekend as i needed a little time to clear my head about this, Tracey wasn't eating or sleeping apparently, her parents were getting quite distraught, for this i am deeply deeply sorry. I spoke with her in length on Sunday about the situation, and how we can stay good friends, and not to get her hopes up about it though. And she made me promise to tell her straight away if i ever had second thoughts, which of course you expect his soon after a major break-up so I’m trying to ignore until more time has passed.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So now we have the cooling off period, apparently she is still not eating or sleeping properly, but I’m trying so hard to help her with that, i care deeply for her, we spent 4 years of our young life together, we were each others first love, you don’t get over or forget that entirely. Personally I’ve had a long time to think about it as the love ebbed away.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As much of a bastard it makes me sound though, i now feel liberated, now I’m not the kind of guy to going out lagering up (i can't stand the stuff) and copping off with every bird in sight, after all that could get embarrassing. But there id someone who finally gave me a reason, gave me the courage to do this, someone who showed me there was life after what i had left. She was the person who was in my thoughts all of last week, and a considerable amount of time over the weekend, for this i feel slightly bad seeing as we've not known each other long at all, but there's something about her that makes me want to do the slightly crazy. Hopefully after reading this again, she’ll realise that it had nothing to do with her in a bad way, the damage had been done some time ago, all that has happened has been the end of a particularly drawn out chapter of my life, I have some good memories, and have learnt a lot, but it’s time to move onwards, and upwards (so might call that north &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; )&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now seeing as this is my first blog, I never actually knew how hectic my life is, maybe it’s a sign of change that I even considered writing this as at this point, and my life before was so mundane that the idea wasn’t attractive &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so judge me as you all will, personally I have felt a complete bastard for 3 days, so whatever you have to throw at me will feel lie light tickling, I hope I conveyed it well enough, as we have parted amicably, and are friends, I’ll try and keep her hands off me (but then she has had no trouble in the past &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/25/weekend_update/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/25/weekend_update/</link><pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2005 10:04:42 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>So ... i got overexcited</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Well work was one of those days, you would have thought working in an IT role, where all you do is support IT and code a few database, that you would stay pretty clean. Yesterday i got filthy, this is what you get for moving hardware around in production environments, some of these things had enough dust on them to asphyxiate a cow. Also I got a little bit shitty with a German helldesk guy when he refused to route a ticket. After getting a bit narked off, he responded to the ticket with a one word answer which translates as “assumption” that annoyed me, as yes my diagnoses was an assumption, but it was the damn right one. So I’d just written out a reply that probably would have gotten me in trouble when I noticed he’s routed it. Result.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Right, back to being dirty &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; seeing as I was, and I had to be going out at half 5 I got undressed for showering, this took a little longer, as there was a camera involved, the odd thing is I enjoyed doing it, and took a worrying amount of photo’s by the end of it :S Went for a shower, and shaved the masses of stubble that had crept in. back for the after shots. And tucked away the camera and got dressed quickly and made my exit with a spring in my step and a smile on my face.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That entire evening all I could think about was getting home to share, I felt naughty wanting to do this, which probably heightened it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In the mean time, I went to see Madagascar, please, if you liked ice age go and see this, I however thought it was a completely unmemorable film. Apart from the penguins, and the king lemur in parts. Ate at eamayl afterwards, and couldn’t wait to get home. I and latop booted by quarter past 10.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Someone was in for a treat, little did I know that I would be too. I was happily resizing certain pictures and firing them off Gmail is wonderful, I had to be quick due to the lovely lady needing sleep. Apart from pictures I think we found out a little bit more about each other last night, I’m sure any comments pertaining to the actual content of these pictures will be made.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As I always enjoy feedback my dear &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I almost fainted when I got the replies, and look forward to more &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Desktop material &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh and sorry about keeping you up my dear, I hope it was worth it, and try to keep me off your mind over the weekend, and what ever you do, don’t think about PINK RHINOSCEROUSES &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;tata&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/22/so_i_got_overexcited/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/22/so_i_got_overexcited/</link><pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 10:56:39 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>I must have done something special</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;As i certainly got more than i deserved last night/this morning! Day at work went real slow, right up until someone came online &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; then before i know it, I’m going home half an hour late :S&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Shocking, i ate when i got in, and then went to see the missus, where she quite firmly put her foot down over my new look, i have to have a trim on Friday, and a shave today &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt; At least someone appreciates it &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, so I’m minding my own business online &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; when a certain person offers to send me pics of her ass, well who am i to say anything but YESSS!!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So much waiting, in the mean time i go off and look at previous pics as a warm up. And when they arrive, omg what are these two on the end!!! BOOBIES!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ok so when i regained consciousness, i thanked the saucy minx, and what to repay such generosity? Ah but to retrieve my own camera. Made easier for me by factors, as&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A: i have a mirrored wall (oh so seedy motel)&lt;br&gt;
B: I'm not bothered about selective pics&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So once I’d removed the obvious blurry ones, i tried through msn. I killed msn, it was a sad day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the wonders of Gmail, i believe she melted, and in reply i got an excellent smiley shot with more than i deserved on show &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Something she took while waiting, i need to keep her waiting more often! And what’s worse, apparently there was more on show in another pic but i'd get to see that "some day" &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So the moments tick on, and (newly bolstered) gorgeous bird has to make a phone call, i take the break as an opportunity for a little light gaming relief, a couple of games of Dota later (unfulfilling easy wins, the four of us need more competition &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;) I come back to all the latest gossip, to find that a conclusion has been made, she likes to be kept keen &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I enquire about this pic, as to be honest, any sane man having seen what I had would definitely try! And after a short bout of convincing herself, then a short pause in sending, I became the happiest guy in the county, probably even in the UK (not in the world as there’s some pretty damn lucky Americans out there, but I knew none of them had seen this &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;)&lt;br&gt;
All I can say is that, I was happy, and felt a little discussion was in order.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The discussion was quite … err … heated, as both parties wanted to get their views across, though as it was 2am by this point all I could do was get frustrated further (argh) but being the gentlemen I didn’t leave my lady in waiting to be my lady in wanting. After all, she had some pretty decent pics of me &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;All in all, a good night, however it was like, it’s 3 am, SHIT ITS 3AM, omg, but it was worth it. I don’t mind under 4 hours sleep if the rewards are that good, in fact I’d do it every night for a fortnight for that material.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I’d just like to thank the participating parties from the bottom of my … err … well, I thank you &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Until tonight, I think the next instalment will be a little less raunchy, although I damn well hope not!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;p.s. I will have you know I refuse to do any re-reading to any blog I might write, you have been warned &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/21/i_must_have_done_something_special/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/21/i_must_have_done_something_special/</link><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 11:05:39 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Day 2 and tired</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Boy was day two a tiring one, seems quite a few people had a depressing day, but lets not share the doom and gloom, I’ll just moan about the NHS A+E service &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So a day of work with my boss finally back, so I’ve had a couple of weeks doing her work and mine, easy, i couldn't have been happier, but as soon as she comes back and is giving me the work i did off my own back last week i don't want to do it :S This i can handle, I’ll just have a quick hours blitz a bit later and get it done. What dragged about yesterdays work was the lack of a lazy certain person who didn't sleep till 5am (alright for some) so i didn't have any messages to enjoy in the afternoon &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Ah well chin up.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then came home time, and if you read yesterdays you'll realised i "damaged" my brothers foot, so off to A+E we go, i think i managed a choc cookie on my way out, now we got there, fine name etc, they pulled up all the scary information they keep on their secret satellite micro chipping station, run by crack teams of ninja moles, and we were only sat down 10 minutes. Then the little lady in the blue coat came out, who was a trainee doctor, she felt him all the way up to the knee and said nothing seems broken but she wants to check with a Doctor, so we sit down and wait thinking the service was pretty damn good.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2 hours and 45 minutes pass.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2 hours in we had asked if they'd forgotten us, they said, "No you're the one after next"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The proper doctor does and says the same thing, but says "you have a bit of tenderness over the bones so we'll have it X-rayed" Bastards. So we go and sit and watch the music channel while we wait, another hour of waiting and the we got it done, 5 minutes after which we were out of there having been told nothing was broken, to take one more day off of work and to keep it elevated with ice on it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Double Bastards.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If they prioritise people like this why don't they just tell you to begin with, or at least give the wannabe Doctors a set of balls so they can make decisions!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;[/rant]&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so i finally got in close to 10, had my dinner and went back to chatting where i found that a certain person had had a bad day. Omg the sacrilege of losing my pictures! As she had to rebuild her computer, of course i was only happy to reimburse, payment is expected in full &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Hopefully i managed to turn her frown upside down, and by 2am it was off to sleep for me (damn work) and off to make tea for her.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today, so far hasn't been great, I’ve had an email from the missus, and the gist of it is "just need to tell u how I'm feeling as we never talk about our feelings which is prob y we are getting into a rut" the woman can't be pleased, she admits I’m really nice to her over the weekends and when we meet, but i ignore her during the week, i mean i can't help it. I work, she works, i have a busyish sporting schedule and she refuses to see me after 9pm, and seeing as it's only just Wednesday considering the drama of the past two days i feel she's out of order. I'm sorry if you don't agree.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So time's i think whether it can actually go anywhere from the state it's in at the moment, so times i just want to get away from it all, go and see what i can do in pastures new. But then i think about living without her, and i can't even imagine it, I’m not sure whether this is just because of the sheer time we've been together or because i genuinely can't think of being separated.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I apologise for the angst, i didn't have a much time for it in my teens, and to be honest I’m emotionally repressed bast anyway &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt; or what we like to call "a man"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Time for me to pull my socks up i think, or just cut my losses and ride of into the sunset with another lass. I think I’ll get back to you on that one.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/20/day_2_and_tired/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://certainperson.blog.co.uk/2005/07/20/day_2_and_tired/</link><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 11:40:17 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Omg and i was like, weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Right, hmm, where to start.&lt;br&gt;
After being reawakened recently by a "certain friend" to the wonders of the textual medium, i though I’d have a go at this blog malarkey. Not sure why I’m explaining this as i assume only very few people will read it, probably one (you know who you are &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So, enough of what, now that I’ve read it, makes me sound 14 :S&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ok, so I’ll start with what's happened over the last week or so.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've been going through a slight rough patch, with my better half of 4 years. The only woman I’ve ever physically known, you might laugh at this, but you'd be lucky to find a woman so loving, and 4 years with one woman teaches you more tricks than 100 women over 4 years. Anyway, seeing as we were each others first, we've learnt everything sexual together, experimented in everything we feel comfortable with, i mean at 17 I’d never even masturbated before let alone anything else, so you can imagine there were a few awkward moments &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But back to recently, it's been rough, we don't live together on account of us being in trainee roles, and living in a high price housing market is kind of prohibitive on our wage. Everything but the essential cash for me goes into savings, and a little side account called "stash" for if i ever find the correct moment to pop the question (to anyone) so hold your horses girls the longer you make me wait, the bigger the rock &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
We only live 15 miles apart, an easy drive, and one that is don't without thinking by now, i even bike it when I'm feeling brave, not in the recent heat though :S&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sorry i keep detracting from the issue, right, I’ve been on the computer a lot more since we've been together, this is something that has happened since I’ve got a job (was still at school when we started dating) and started lanning. It's always an issue no matter how i sugar coat it. I mean I’m usually on it after 9, and it in no way eats into her time, I’m on it when we aren’t together, or even in the same postcode. It's my link to my friends, as they all live 30+ miles away, and they're all there ready for chats and games and a few clicks.&lt;br&gt;
However recently through a good friends website I’ve started chatting to a crazy little chick. Cracking laugh and all round beaut. The banter between us keeps me smiling through this hard time, i wake up with a smile, i work with a smile, i go home with a smile, and i eventually sleep with a smile. And I’ve got to tell you this is the least I’ve slept in a long while, but it's always a content sleep and I’m in no way moaning at all &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
It also helps that she's gorgeous and doesn't know it, it means that i get to sample pics and complement her &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
From our discussions last night, I’ve found out that I’m in fact, contrary to popular belief, HOT. And women everywhere want me, i imagine i best start asking random women if this is true &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;, but i am seriously considering that new hair style, out of shower/bed look to be honest I’ve liked it for a long time, just never had the balls to change the norm. All in all the company, and the smiles are helping out, I’m feeling great and because i feel great and act great (I’ve started singing in the shower) my relationship is getting better again, however just make you don't come near me (you know who) I’m not sure whether I’d be able to control myself. I think a 100 mile cordon should be adhered to at all times &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And on a closing note, late night at 5 aside football i managed to damage my brothers foot in what appears to be nasty egg shaped lump ways, he can't walk or work so I’m taking him for mega scannage at hospital after work.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That’s all for now, wubs goes out to my special girls.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hope that wasn't too random spent a couple of hours on and off writing that at work :S&lt;/p&gt;
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