It Has Been a While

Yes, it has indeed been a while.

I think it goes without mentioning, to use a cliché, that this blog is no longer a daily affair.

Forcing myself to attempt to write something interesting every day is hard.

Hell, forcing myself to write something interesting any day is hard.

So that's just one of the reasons why this blog is being laid to rest, gently.

Weather

As usual for this time of year, the weather seems to have destroyed half the country.

Buses have stopped in Liverpool, and Taxis have followed suite.

Basically, unless you can be bothered walking, you're snowed in.

Not me though, oh no, I bought a bicycle yesterday, not just for this eventuality but also because I need to get more active and be less polluting.

The Eve of the New Year

It has dawned upon us, the decade that could spell the end of the world in 2012, and also the decade in which I'll turn 30.

By the time New Year's Eve 2019 rolls around, I'll be 30 years of age.

Holy shit.

I really hope I've got a job by then, otherwise I'm liable to take a step back and literally fuck my own face.

End transmission.

Running into the New Year

I ran on Sunday because I was annoyed.

I ran on Monday because I thought what the hell.

I ran today because I thought it would be a challenge, and I beat Monday's time by a huge three minutes.

Anyway, this coming year my resolution is to get fit, so running now isn't a bad start.

Happy Boxing Day

Yes, a day late I am.

Instead of writing like Yoda would speak I am just going to wish the blogosphere a Happy Boxing Day.

The Evils of the CV

I wrote quite a long post about my hatred for the CV at the beginning of the year, so I thought it might be apt to end the year with another, less angry rant on the same subject.

For the past couple of months, I've been working on my CV occasionally.

It probably amounts to quite a few hours of formatting and editing the bastard.

I'll point out that it continues to not work, in that it has so far not led to me getting an interview.

Obviously this has caused me some great frustration, but in some ways it has also renewed my desire to constantly work on my CV until it is so edited that the paper its printed on will be sucked violently into a quantum sized black hole.

This is mainly because I realise that if the CV isn't getting me an interview then I need to continue to work on the fucking thing until it eventually does.

And if I happen to be at retirement age when I'm finally offered a position at Gregg's as a till operator then it'll all be worth it.

Well, it won't really, but at least it gives me something to do.

1 Year On

On Monday my blog became a year old.

It has been a year of ups, downs and in betweens, of frustrations, pissed offednesses and other words that don't currently exist in the English language.

What it hasn't been is boring though, I'll give the blog that.

Now by all intents and purposes this blog is pretty much dead.

I've gone from writing in it almost daily to almost never, and as I keep pointing out I actually see this as a great thing because, although it may seem otherwise, it shows that I'm now too busy with the little biological backdrop called 'life' to spend up to half an hour a day hammering at my keyboard.

Anyway, Happy Birthday Blog, and although you might soon suffer from premature death, you've been a laugh while you lasted.

Over the last week I binged on food.

It wasn't fun really.

So, despite the obvious fact that it isn't quite 2010 yet, I've decided to create an early resolution.

Back to my good ways I say, back to the healthy eating, back to the weight I used to be instead of the bubbly 15 stone I currently find myself being!

Cool.