And another year bites the dust.

Today, somehow, I managed to reach my 37th birthday. The 37th birthday is one of those weird ones as you’re still quite a distance away from reaching 40 but you are waving goodbye to the “midthirties”. The relentless march towards turning 40 continues ever onwards.

It’s always interesting to find out that as the years roll by who will actually take time out of their day to wish you a happy birthday. I just can’t help but feel that we have too much reliance on Facebook to remind us all when our friends birthdays are or is that just progression or revolution?

This gets me thinking about Facebook. Facebook as it stands really doesn’t have much more scope to grow and continue doing what it does at the moment so hence buying the oculus rift could actually be a good idea. Or is Mark ZuckerBerg just using the Facebook monies to throw shooter at the wall and see what sticks.

And this is why for once I feel like I’m the head of the curve. I don’t use Facebook in any way shape or form to keep up with people. Granted I might dip in and out to see what’s going on but then it all comes back to me why I don’t use Facebook. Normally it’s the same regurgitated crap with never ending self the pictures being taken with women trying to pounds but all it does instead of making them look sexy is make them look like they’re trying to have a Poo.

Back to my birthday.
Quite honestly I’ve not had a bad day. I kept myself to myself and there was only one person I wished could have said happy birthday to me. My dad.

It’s worth noting that command the rest of the surviving family haven’t really spoken to me since dad died. Every Christmas I make sure I send them a Christmas card and I’ve never yet to receive one back or even a text message from my little sister to say happy birthday.

Copanhagen Parts Magnetic Lights Review. Useless Product, Useless Company

495 Days or 70 Weeks and 5 Days is how long I had to wait for my Copanhagen Parts Magnetic Lights Backed on kickstarter and what a pile of crap they turned out to be.

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Good Morning World

Don’t you just hate it when you get pleasantly, no amazingly surprised and you can’t share it with anyone?

this happened to me last night and I have to say I never expected it to come from this particular source. The only slight fly in the ointment is that I want call for the next nine days so getting any spare time to take advantage of this amazing opportunity :-) could be a touch problematic. At least there is always face time LOL.

Aside postt yle?

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The girl I shall affectionately call “eyebrows” :D

eyebrowsAnyone have been in a situation where you meet someone for the first time and for some reason they leave you with a “funny feeling”? I’ve had this just the other day and I really can’t place or accurately describe the vibe she gives off.
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How to make money from a WordPress blog?

I realised the other day that it’s coming up to more than 10 years since I first started blogging. On my other websites I’ve managed to at least get them to fund themselves. Granted ever since Google changed their search algorithms my hits on the aforementioned other sites have plummeted. Going from about 500 a day down to 100 if I’m lucky.

What does surprise me is the number of click through’s I get from placing adverts on my sites.

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Who remembers Nina?

It’s been a little under five months since my last adventure to Oktoberfest. If you remember my time there was ever miserable experience and really didn’t get any better despite seeing Nina for a year. Granted it was amazing to see Nina again and there was a thing on my side for her but seeing as she’s classed as “the type to kiss anyone” I backed right off….
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And she’s back

To be honest with everyone I thought I had finally gotten rid of the major ex-girlfriend after our last iMessage exchange. She went around the houses of saying it that her marriage isn’t exactly all she wants. The one major thing she does regret is the agreement with her husband for him to sleep with anybody as long as she knows.
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My bad luck with women part one

You know there was a story to be told when I have to break it into two separate blog entries.

So the other week I’m my local (12 miles away) enjoying a beer and watching rugby. The usual crowd are there, well I say crowd, given how dead the pub is these days when there’s about half a dozen people there it’s practically a festival. Included in this crowd is the the landlord’s wife/ex-wife.

It must be here weekend off from her children and she seems to be drinking the wine with gusto i’m miraculously this seems to compel her to strike up a conversation with me.
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Saturday night drunken ramblings

It’s been a hell of a few weeks so writing a blog post for the first time in a while is a little bit difficult this time around. I guess I should start at the start of discovering that for the last few weeks I probably have been suffering carbon monoxide poisoning.

The emotive carbon monoxide poisoning I’ve had obviously hasn’t been fatal but that’s like being told you’ll get over an elephant standing on your foot. No matter what would you look at it it’s still not good.

I’m surprised I didn’t realise this sooner after well I have been having headaches, nausea, lethargy, like a concentration and a whole host of other symptoms for the last couple of months. The culprits turned out to be able to chimney cowl full of carbon deposits. Combining a lack of ventilation along with a D in and Willi ventilated chimney cowl along with the wings we’ve had the last few weeks I guess I could say I’m pretty lucky to still be here.

Work is still pretty much a big steaming pilot of crap, so much so that I’m planning my own Wikileaks documents should be ever decide to get rid of me. It’s true, never bite the hand that feed you but it does stop feeding me then it’s all fair in love and war.

I am glad to report however there are some positives happening.

I decided that I’m going to go on a skiing holiday to Bulgaria. The holiday is cheap, the beer and food is cheap I’m from what I read online its not that bad of a place.

Quite why you have to drive five hours to fly from Gatwick and no at the airport is beyond me.

Oh wait, no it’s not because we all know at the conspiracy theory about getting a new runway at Heathrow airport. Even the political powerhouse known as radio for Sunday up nicely that with all the regional airports being priced out of the competitive market to make the other airports such as Gatwick and Heathrow busier than the government would be left with no alternative other than to walk them that the permit for an extra runway.

I honestly believe strongly than ever that the government relies on our lack of memory recall. Every now and then a precious nugget of truthfulness will come out in the media, Obviously except anything Rupert Murdoch-based, but unfortunately in a society of 32nd or 62nd news bulletins are recall of the stories is shockingly poor.

I wonder if the government actually leaks these actual news stories as a form of testing us?

That’s actually not as far-fetched as it signs giving the amount of regular Tory bodies that are in place these days.

There is a reason that politicians only give people a set amount of time because they know if you pushed them hard enough you may actually stand a chance of getting our direct answer.

Hang on a second. All of these regional based airports started to have problems at the start of the recession. Now would it be convenient if all of a sudden the city’s capitals started to make more money from tourism by freezing out the other airports?

You can blame that my rambling on the fact that if I do go to Bulgaria I’m faced with a five hour drive. It’s not the drive there which annoys me but knowing that when I land I have to drive for another five hours to get home.

The previous governments have treated airports like the railway systems, privatise them no matter what the costs.

On a more happier note my second resolution is to apply for a random job that I would actually like once a fortnight. The requirements for this are that it has to be a job I would actually want to do in out of the country or in the world where I would actually be happy to live.

I’m also going to change my personal statement from the generic “I’m a hard-working and effective team player who can also make decisions when called upon bullshit”.

Fuck it, I’m even going to put down my religion as a Jedi.

And it’s great to be able to do this because I’m not desperate or reliant all on getting another job, well, for now.

Let’s see how long my resolve stays for

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