Month: October 2002

Now, is it me, or is there something very sexy about this photo? Or am I just a dodgy geezer that likes girls in uniform?
Comments on my psychological profile expected.

My train was extremely late tonight due to a combination of leaves on the line (a phenomenon that results in greasy rail conditions and loss of traction, so I’m told) and a trespasser at Purley. Mildly irritating, but not something I can really get that stressed about. However, when the train did arrive, one passenger got off and was swearing and shouting at the poor guard (who had absolutely no control over the problems). I wonder if people who get that frighteningly stressed about the small things in life (and I’m sure it was quite frightening for the poor guard on the receiving end) die younger and are less happy in their lives. Somehow, I wouldn’t be surprised, and it would be some sort of natural justice for making the train even more late for the remaining 200 or so people on board.

As previously promised, yours truly features in today’s New York Times courtesy of Eurotrash co-founder David. You can read the article here, and also read David’s background to the article here.
David promises me that being featured in the NYT will make me very popular with the laydeez.

Sad.

Regular comment authors are being quiet lately – maybe I’m not being interesting or controversial enough?
Strangely, there is a lot going on in my life at the moment, but I don’t want to write about it here just yet because some of it is confidential and I really don’t want to put a jinx on any of it. In fact, I’m mildly petrified that things might not work out – the old problem of a lack of confidence in my own abilities and qualities, I guess.
Oh well, one day at a time. Best to just get on with it.

zzzz.

And, no, I’m not even going to talk about yesterday’s football results.

hmm. My kip before heading to the pub lasted longer than I had expected. When I woke up at 10.15, I figured it wasn’t really worth going out!
I must have been really tired after missing sleep on Friday night as, thanks to Benjamin Franklin’s daylight saving time idea, I slept for nearly twelve hours last night. Of course, I’m now bouncing off the walls.

Quiet today.
Energy levels gradually getting back to normal, though will definitely have a kip before I head to the pub tonight.

Ugh. Clocks change tonight. So tomorrow it will be dark by 5.30 or so. yuk.