It’s the first day of autumn and apparently it’s already Christmas time

As most people are probably aware today marks the first day of Autumn. Once again this summer came and went in a blink of an eye and now the nights are drawing in at a rapid pace.

So it has to be said I’m a little taken aback a because on the food network there already showing Christmas adverts.

There is the traditional saying that Christmas seems to start earlier every year so for the last two years I’ve made a mental note of when the TV networks have started showing their Christmas adverts

It all started yesterday on BBC three when they showed one of the American dad Christmas specials.

Washed year I remember it was 19 October that the main to rest your channels started showing Christmas adverts so it seems this year Christmas really is starting early.

It’s a bit of a shame because the dying embers of September really have been fantastic in fact they this has been the hottest September since records began.

Of course with autumn rearing its head once again my thoughts turned to how to keep warm in the most cost-effective manner. So this year as the summer sales are still just about going on going to buy a sleeping bag.

I need to look at what temperature your body needs to be answered so that you don’t feel freezing cold when you get out of it and just retain a little bit of body heat.

As for Christmas it self. I don’t know where I’m going to be on Christmas day but I might try and do something different. I can envisage taking a small portable gas cooker and popping up to see my dad and have a bit of Christmas dinner with him.

It might sound a bit strange but I’m hoping that if I’m lucky I can catch that magic spot in the day where I’m the only car on the road like it was a few years ago.

It was spookily eerie yet somewhat Sareen feeling like you’re the only car in the world hurtling down the motorway with absolutely no traffic in front of you all behind you.

The journey back always made Christmas feel quite definites knowing that Christmas Day had come and gone and the trip back was always quite poignant to remind me of the days events.

Anyways I’ve gone on and had a bit of a premature Christmas ramble on revelled, far too much, in nostalgia.

No you have to excuse me whilst I go and pour myself another glass of wine the night before yet another book hospital appointment

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It’s the first day of autumn and apparently it’s already Christmas time

oktoberfest 2014

Sadly this year I won’t be going to the Munich beer festival which I’ve attended the last three years.

There’s a number of reasons for less but most of them are down to my own ineptitude. Starting from the start I got the dates completely wrong. I thought I’d scored a complete bargain on flights. , It’s just a shame that they were in the wrong month.

My friend Sue, has also been mysteriously absent so it doesn’t fill me with confidence to know I’m going over there and end up falling out with her like I did last year.

I did have a couple of messages from my favourite German lady Nina asking when I was going over. I even got invited to go out on the last weekend with her and friends. This all sounds quite good until she was telling me that she met a bloke that she really likes, he’s a lawyer, best thing ever you know how it goes.

So I was quite surprised after actually managing to have some banter with her which included she gives him blowjobs for advice? that a couple of days later I get a message from her saying she’s feeling sad.

Of course me being me I take the bait and ask and it turns out that a colleague she works with, but doesn’t know that well, suddenly died leaving quite a shock in the office.

Of course I’ve done the right thing and be nice, asked how she is doing and she normally replies asking when I am coming over even going so far as to say she would be free at some point over the weekend.

Then out of the blue I get this from her. This is pretty much the most she has written to me in a message.

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If my head haven’t been in such a bad place I think I would’ve almost fell for it.

Despite my name supercynical nature there is a small part of me that would love to invest in the idea of this.I can still remember the first time we met, handsome fun (nothing like that) and really enjoyed myself with her.

Of course I know that was all fuelled by the holiday romance, plenty of alcohol and the euphoria of being away but yet there are still some moments that make even my heart smile a little.

Right now I’m trying not to reminisce about these thingsyes I remember one of the things she said to me when I was there last year, telling me if only I had come over six months earlier.

LOL I just remembered something from last year.whilst watching a bloke from AC/DC doing impromptu gig one of the festivals I turned around and spotted who I thought was Nina. Turns out it wasn’t Nina but a bloody good replica of her.

It’s amazing in a tent full of 15,000 people, women dressed up in their traditional outfits I just happened to catch this one woman’s eyes.

It’s just a shame that after spending fifty-year row on the after show party tickets everybody was speaking German and I knew nobody there. If you really want to stick out that one of these festivals whatever you do don’t wear the traditional German setup.Jeremy Clarkson style jeans and T-shirt is a surefire way to feel out of place especially at an after show party.

Last year I only saw Nina once and I remember being ridiculously nervous when I went to the apartment to meet some people there for an evening supper.

Yes I know all of this sentiment is wasted. Mine too flirtation of those messages from here to me is purely that I would be something new for awhile until she gets bored and moves on.

After all, how the hell did I compete with the lawyer.

oktoberfest 2014

Nothing to report.

There’s been nothing really to reports over the last week or so hence the lack of updates.

Trying to find a job around here is the same old, same old soul destroying and the more I think about it the more I realise that I struggle to work for companies. Perhaps it’s immaturity or perhaps it’s just because people are different.

So yesterday evening when I was filling up with fuel. The guy who sacked me have the cheek to nod his head towards me. Annoyingly it took a few minutes for all my anger and hatred to build up after he had gone but I wish it had been something more spontaneous and I had let loose with both barrels at him.

Granted I know that at times I didn’t help myself much when I was working there but still, it was nothing that could have not been performance managed all avoided altogether with a bit of feedback.

All of the issues that I had there might seem obvious to those looking on the outside inwards but that’s always the way isn’t it.

Anyways it’s Monday morning and I managed to get up and shower before 8 AM so that’s an achievement for the day.

So, what am I up to today?

I’m going to be leading an incredibly exciting life of sending out emails to chase up jobs I’ve applied for.

The first one goes to the cookhouse for a pizza chef. Yes, you read that right a pizza chef. This is probably the career path of someone in their late teens would start upon not someone who’s just about to turn 38 in under six months. I figure what the hell, i’m going to be blindly optimistic and tell myself there will be plenty of opportunities to get involved with the business as is only a small three or four person business at the moment.

Today marks the start of my seven-day challenge in two phases.

Challenge one: not going to the pub for seven days. It’s a waste of money and I think I’m using it as an excuse to socialise in the wrong way. I could instead be more productive and have fun and hopefully set up my own streaming channel on Twitch.

Challenge to: couch to 5k. I have absolutely no idea wive decided to do this to myself other than I enjoyed being fit and in shape when I was doing the grass cutting. It does feel strange doing something “just because” but I want to see how far I make it before I inevitably give up.

I also need to find a coder. One of my websites is enjoying what I would class as moderate success I need a code he can work with PHP and RSS feeds.

All of the above is listed with the best of intentions and will probably go wrong at the moment the postman comes to my door with the usual dirge of stuff that I have to deal with.

You would think it would be a simple concept to grasp claiming housing allowance for a period of five months excluding the time that I was working but you’d be mistaken.

Three forms later and three trips to the cancer office, which to be fair have been helpful, I’m still no closer to getting any housing benefit. I can’t really blame them as they have been several mixups and the landlady didn’t help things any by not sending in a form when she was supposed to have done. Once again someone’s in actions affect me and me only and I have to pick up all the pieces again.

But nothing beats the fact that they find out T-Mobile whiskering me over for the last year. I don’t know what to be more annoyed at the fact that they are up to my phone contract from 12 times a month to £34 a month or the fact that I didn’t see it.

At least I ended last week on a positive note.

Plus net have chopped off to 2.50 from my monthly broadband bill and if I can magically find £131 then my line rental comes down to the equivalent of £11 a month.

Cancelling T-Mobile means that next month I will be up £32.

So, let’s see how this week goes

Nothing to report.