Monday, January 29, 2007

 

No duh

We do Downs Syndrome Risk Assessments at work and so need a sample and a request form.

The request forms come with Clinical Details if they're might be a problem.

Unfortunately, I've had a few saying:

"Clinical Details (if any):
Pregnant"

 

Lazy Saturdays

Early Hours

While at breakfast.

Tim: It's too early for salt.


Low Flying


Tim, Tom, Trist and Tips (Char) are all in Avonmouth at Stage-Electricals.

<>T is by the counter waiting to be served when Tom gets a text.<>
Tom looks at his message and it's from Char.

Text: Could u inform tim that he flyin low i didn't want 2 say be discreet

Tom laughs.
Looks at Tim.
Looks down at Tim.
Looks at Tim.
Looks down at Tim.
Looks at Tim.

Tim: What?!
Tom: You're flying low.

Tim goes red.


Wrong Way

T: I think I got on the motorway wrong and we're going towards Weston.
Tom: Oh yeah. I recognise this part...

Tim: Maybe not. Avonmouth is behind us...
*pause*
T: Of course Avonmouth is behind us. We want to be driving away from it!

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

 

"What a difference a day makes"

"24 little hours."

If you asked me how I was feeling 24 hours ago, hopeful, excited, happy, nervous and great would've been in my vocabulary.

If you ask me now, most of those words would be gone with perhaps 'hopeful' remaining in some form simply because I wouldn't want to let go of it yet.

God.
I hope You're in control. I hope You know what You're doing. Cos this doesn't feel like much fun.

It's ironic that I've spoken about 'time' in my last couple of blogs because time certainly doesn't seem to be on my side at the moment.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

 

Hall Way Etiquette

You know the feeling.

You're in work/uni/school.

You're walking down a hallway.

You see someone walking towards you.

And they are going to walk past you.

What do you do?

___________________________




Sunday, January 14, 2007

 

Time Part II

And when the time is almost upon you, you do something stupid and the moment feels like it's been ruined or will be ruined because of your foolishness and lack of patience.

Nice one.

 

I speak English proper I do

Lozza says:
At the moment

Lozza says:
I am going to concentrate on my writing

Lozza says:
my dad is giving me gramma lessons

Tom *Ah mzungu* says:
the Sanctuary news?

Lozza says:
yep

Tom *Ah mzungu* says:
I'm sorry. I'm going to have to blog 1 second


Definitely need more grammar lessons.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

 

Oh poo...

Clearly I packed my car in the wrong place yesterday because when I got back to it, there were loads of little white sheets all over it.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

 

I really enjoy...


Monday, January 08, 2007

 

See. I still blog

I've never written a poem at work before though...


Caught up in your world of lies.
You want me to see things through your eyes.
A bitter touch, I loose my sight.
The bleakest day. My blackest night.

My finger tips are feeling raw.
From clinging on, for what’s in store.
I loose myself, myself once more,
Please lift me up again in awe.


Cos I want to be free.
Like the song birds in the early morn.
To dance the streets at the break of dawn.
I want to be me.
Not trying to take some other form.
To be the person I was born to be.


Hmm. That's a bit depressing for this time of the afternoon.

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