How Time Flies When You're Having Fun!

Well what a good week I have had.

The Easter Weekend went far too quick. Maybe I was having too good a time!

We have the inspectors coming next week and all paper work had to be up to date. With loads of outstanding reports to write I thought I would never do it, but today at 4pm they were all done. The feeling that all my work is up to date for the first time in a long while is great. I now will not dread Sunday nights when all I think about is work. This weekend I intend to celebrate big time so if you're out and about in Bristol and see me, I'll have a vodka and diet coke, no ice, please :)

Love Of My Life

This song is beautiful

Will You Be The One To Say Something?

All Is Quiet

It looks like next year will be really quiet for me.

Over the last couple of months some people, well only men, have been saying that I am really aggressive or rude when I talk so I have decided to change my ways and try to be more agreeable and not voice my opinion.

This will be hard for me as I am used to saying what I think and I don't beat around the bush when I'm saying it. I say it how it is and, as I have found, people don't like to hear the truth in a straight forward way.

Here's to a very, very quiet 2010

Happy New Year everyone!

What have men and buses got in common?

None come for ages then 3 come along at the same time!

I can spend the whole weekend, alone in my home without so much as a text from a man, then the next weekend I got 3 of them texting me asking 'What you up to later?' It's just a shame that out of the 3 that did text the one I wanted to text me wasn't one of them. :(

Oh well another weekend coming up, lets see what it brings.

Bad Boy

One of my favorite films is The Witches Of Eastwick. It was on TV tonight and it wasn't until I was watching it did I realise why I like it so much.

The Character played by Jack Nicholson, Daryl Van Horne, reminds me so much of someone I know and I could very easily be one of the witches

Joy Boy or Toy Boy?

After watching X-Factor tonight I started thinking about a remark made by an old woman who sang on there. She said she wanted Simon Cowell as her Joy Boy.
So is there a difference between a joy boy and a toy boy? The first thing that comes to mind is age. A toy boy is younger than the woman.
There is a rule that can be used to work out if the man is a toy boy. It is called the Half-age-plus-seven relationship rule.

On the Urban dictionary web site they define a Joy Boy as:
Man or boy who seeks physical pleasure, or joy from other men, or boys.

I think maybe the woman may have got it a bit wrong and really meant Toy Boy but I guess if you had a man just to give you joy he could be any age as long as he can satisfy you sexually. Well it wouldn’t be a joy if he couldn’t.

Control? You Have None

I don’t believe in many things and I tend not to believe anything unless I can see it. That is except for fate. I believe everything you do in life is for a reason and the outcome of your actions are beyond your control. They are outcomes that will happen whatever you do. Your life has a path to take and nothing will sway it from that path.

Think you are in control? Think again.

Driving in Whitchurch, Bristol

Some of the rudest drivers in the country have got to be the ones that drive in Whitchurch, Bristol.

I take the same route home every day and I find the same thing happens every time. I have to come out of a side road, East Dundry Road, and turn right onto a more main road, Whitchurch Lane.

Whitchurch Lane is quite busy during rush hour and especially during term time as there is a school right on the junction. Lots of cars want to turn right off Whitchurch Lane and drive down the road I am trying to get out of. Do they let drivers out of the side road thus making it easier for them to turn into it? No they don't.

They don't care that you've been there, waiting, like a cat waiting to pounce on a mouse, or a painter waiting to give a wall a second coat of paint while the first coat is still tacky to touch. These people think they are better than me, sat in their big 4 wheel drive monsters while I am in my little, huggable, family size car.

They do say that manners make man, well people who drive down East Dundry Road you are no man. You are just little men in a big car trying to make up for the rude, impolite, arrogant, condescending, people you really are.

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