Right, so then, new blog time.
Well, I've got some new ink, on my fore arm, which I will post up, soon as I figure how to resize my pics rather than just copying them off facebook. It's script, and it says 'Rain dog', after the Tom Waits song. Only after I had it done did I realise I have the word 'Dog' tattooed rather large on my arm, now I'm worried people will think I'm trying to be all gangster. I'm at a strange stage of being unsure whether I totally love it, or thinking it's the stupidest thing I've done for a while. It's still healing, and at the flaking stage, and it'll probably look totally different once it's healed a bit, so I'm reserving judgment till then.
I'm heading back to the UK in about 3 weeks, for a now extended holiday. Both happy, and kind of fucked off by that. I booked the holiday off in december, as I had two weddings I was going to. Now it gets to within 3 weeks of the holiday, and I ask my head at work if I'm going to be starting on a new project before I go, gets back to me about 5 days later saying that no, I won't, and actually there's no more work, so they're extending my holiday by nearly 2 weeks! What the fuck!! I've been trying to outfit my flat with furniture and electronic goods, now suddenly I'm having to take a full month off holiday, rather than the 2 1/2 weeks I had planned, and they knew about. I love my job, and most of the time I love where I work, but this stuff really fucks me off. Honestly, how do they expect that I'll have any loyalty to staying working for them if that's how they treat me.
Still, on the positive side, it does mean that I have the day off in Canada to watch the champions league finals, then have an extra week in London, where my lovely, beautiful girlfriend is. Yep, I know, somehow I seem to have got a GF who lives several thousand miles away, despite not having lived in the country for 5 months. Well, we went out for about 6 weeks before I left, but I've known her, and loved her as one of my dear friends, for about 12 years. At first, when I arrived in Canada, I think we'd both thought it was as good as over, but having thought about each other for months, we've both just admitted that we're pretty much deep in love with each other. So, I'm going to spend most of the 3 weeks in her company, which I can't wait for. Hopefully she'll visit in september/october, and then, come January, she might look about moving over here. All seems very quick, and the marriage word may even have been mentioned, but it feels very right, and we've been such good friends for such a long time......well, she's a pretty special lady, and I'm totally loving this new side that I'm getting to see. This is the first time I've ever dated a friend, and so far, it seems like a good thing.
That's actually been the main thing in my mind the last few weeks. I've had a pretty big grin on for most of it. I just seem to have run out of energy this week entirely though. Tomorrow be friday night, and I'm meant to be going out to the pub, but right now, I think I'd just be happy to spend the weekend in bed, playing guitar and watching tv. I tend to listen to myself a bit more now, and when my body tells me it's tired, I try to listen.
So, 3 weeks or so, and I'm back in London for a bit. Staying up late tonight to try and get tickets to see Faith No More as soon as they go on sale at 9am. One of my favourite bands of all time, and they're playing brixton academy during the time I'm back, and my girly used to like them as well.
I'm off now, this is as far as this probably incoherent blog goes, I've got an episode of 30 rock to watch and a glass of wine to drink,
big love,
Dan
Well, I've got some new ink, on my fore arm, which I will post up, soon as I figure how to resize my pics rather than just copying them off facebook. It's script, and it says 'Rain dog', after the Tom Waits song. Only after I had it done did I realise I have the word 'Dog' tattooed rather large on my arm, now I'm worried people will think I'm trying to be all gangster. I'm at a strange stage of being unsure whether I totally love it, or thinking it's the stupidest thing I've done for a while. It's still healing, and at the flaking stage, and it'll probably look totally different once it's healed a bit, so I'm reserving judgment till then.
I'm heading back to the UK in about 3 weeks, for a now extended holiday. Both happy, and kind of fucked off by that. I booked the holiday off in december, as I had two weddings I was going to. Now it gets to within 3 weeks of the holiday, and I ask my head at work if I'm going to be starting on a new project before I go, gets back to me about 5 days later saying that no, I won't, and actually there's no more work, so they're extending my holiday by nearly 2 weeks! What the fuck!! I've been trying to outfit my flat with furniture and electronic goods, now suddenly I'm having to take a full month off holiday, rather than the 2 1/2 weeks I had planned, and they knew about. I love my job, and most of the time I love where I work, but this stuff really fucks me off. Honestly, how do they expect that I'll have any loyalty to staying working for them if that's how they treat me.
Still, on the positive side, it does mean that I have the day off in Canada to watch the champions league finals, then have an extra week in London, where my lovely, beautiful girlfriend is. Yep, I know, somehow I seem to have got a GF who lives several thousand miles away, despite not having lived in the country for 5 months. Well, we went out for about 6 weeks before I left, but I've known her, and loved her as one of my dear friends, for about 12 years. At first, when I arrived in Canada, I think we'd both thought it was as good as over, but having thought about each other for months, we've both just admitted that we're pretty much deep in love with each other. So, I'm going to spend most of the 3 weeks in her company, which I can't wait for. Hopefully she'll visit in september/october, and then, come January, she might look about moving over here. All seems very quick, and the marriage word may even have been mentioned, but it feels very right, and we've been such good friends for such a long time......well, she's a pretty special lady, and I'm totally loving this new side that I'm getting to see. This is the first time I've ever dated a friend, and so far, it seems like a good thing.
That's actually been the main thing in my mind the last few weeks. I've had a pretty big grin on for most of it. I just seem to have run out of energy this week entirely though. Tomorrow be friday night, and I'm meant to be going out to the pub, but right now, I think I'd just be happy to spend the weekend in bed, playing guitar and watching tv. I tend to listen to myself a bit more now, and when my body tells me it's tired, I try to listen.
So, 3 weeks or so, and I'm back in London for a bit. Staying up late tonight to try and get tickets to see Faith No More as soon as they go on sale at 9am. One of my favourite bands of all time, and they're playing brixton academy during the time I'm back, and my girly used to like them as well.
I'm off now, this is as far as this probably incoherent blog goes, I've got an episode of 30 rock to watch and a glass of wine to drink,
big love,
Dan
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I'm trying to put a positive spin on it. It must be hard, but at least you have the internet to talk to them.
Also, are you counting the days till you come to London?