Inane Ramblings

Maybe it's true. Maybe I do need to increase the level of blood in my alcohol system by cutting down the amount I drink. Maybe I should grow up and stop drinking so much I can barely remember the night before. On Wednesday night I had another of my really-can't-afford-to-but-going-out-anyway nights. Most of my drinks were bought for me (I don't quite know how I manage to do this but it starts with my friends buying me drinks and then I move onto total strangers who buy me drinks! It's like I have an alcohol charity dedicated to me!) and with each drink imbibed I was getting louder and louder.

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My eyes open. My bedroom curtains are open so it's pretty painful to adjust to the daylight. What time is it? I reach into my pocket and grab my phone, press a button to make it light up, squint to see the screen and end up looking at my watch - which would have been the easier option in the first place. Brain is still booting up. It's 11:30 AM. My brain fires up and connections in my synapses start putting things together. I reached into my pocket? Oh great, I'm fully dressed. Shoes included. Brand new bedsheets and I got into bed last night with my shoes on. Wise move.

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Sometimes I'll spend hours pouring my soul into the textboxes on the "add new blog" page and then just hitting the back button. One day I'll blog my deepest thoughts on here but until then, you'll have to make do with the superficial stuff! I think if you all got to read the stuff I write on here without submitting the page you'd remove me from your friends lists! I write it, read it over and get to see quite a lot about me that I never realised was such a problem before!

I'd recommend it to anyone. Hit your "New Blog Post" button now and go be as brutally honest as you can. Just be careful not to hit the "Save" button at the bottom of the page! (Or do what I do and hover the mouse over it just for the adrenaline rush!)

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I'm not well known for travelling. I have no stamps in my passport. The first time I ever left the country was after my 18th birthday (the Bridlington speed boat doesn't count, apparently) and I've been on a grand total of 6 flights (for the absence of doubt, that's 3 round trips!). 2 of those flights happened this weekend when 7 friends and myself decided to leave the sunny inclines of Yorkshire, England for the slightly more exotic Budapest, Hungary.

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Today I got a call from my ex-wife. She had just dropped my son off at nursery and had to call me to tell me what the owner of the nursery had said. My son is 17 months old and he talks very well. He can sing "Wheels on the bus" and other songs and understands a huge amount of what we say to him. He's a very alert baby and very, very dextrous!

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