Hello!

Remember me? A delay in posting just means I've had loads to do, so there's more to end up posting about, y'get meh? I've been snapping away and doing loads, and there's an update on the way if not tomorrow then certainly before the weekend. As a stopgap, here's the first picture released so far of David Tennant in character as the new Doctor Who:

Absolutely lovely!

Laters
Marko

Aaah, that's better.

Let's see if I can get through an entire post without being a sulky drunken wanker then, shall we? Shouldn't be a problem- it's been a really nice few days. First and foremost, on Friday night Laura and I went to the closing party for the BT call centre that we both used to work at (and where we first met, incidentally, when I began my calculated and cynical campaign of stealing her from her then-fiancee, HA). As anyone who's worked in a call centre will tell you, it's a fucking awful job. Anyone who's worked in one for four years will also attest that after awhile it really impacts on how you live your life- even now, a year after leaving the place, I can't hear a town name without instantly reciting the county it's in. Anyway, it was a far better night than anyone was predicting- caught up with lots of old workmates and had a pretty grand night. Laura was the most gorgeous girl by far, of course, for at least two reasons, hehe.
The weekend got even better with a night out with Harri and James, who were up for the weekend. It was a rare treat to see them both, and good to see that James has finally ditched the Lawrence Llewelyn-Bowen look for a nice, manly crew-cut (LOL, ROFL, et fucking cetera*). Things didn't stop there, though- on Sunday, Laura and I were barbeque tourists, having been invited to two different houses for smoky, meaty treats in the sun. Both were a lot of fun, with Bez and her husband Pete being predictably lovely hosts at their home and with Colin having the king of all games consoles at his (by the way, if you want to see what Bez gave birth to a month ago, click here for severe and gratuitous cuteness). So, a no-messing fun-as-fuck weekend then. I'm having no joy on the job front, however, although I'm waiting on an application I put in to a school in Newport and am checking the net every day. I actually signed on this week because I'm broke as fuck- if I get no joy from the 'port I'll cast my net out and start looking for some non-teaching stuff, because we're moving to Cardiff at the end of next month and as much as I'd like 'em to, landlords don't tend to give out properties for free. See you next update!

(* photos taken without permission from http://Harri80.blogspot.com)

Truth

This is my blog, isn't it? This is my personal little bit of webspace, yes? This is the place to pour it out if I need to... isn't it? Okay then. Forget what the time says at the bottom of this post, it's 05:33 by my watch. I've been up all night drinking and thinking, and I keep coming back to the freaky-as-fuck fact that I'm terrified of the future. Petrified. My fear is holding me back. Fear. Of what? What the fuck am I scared of? What's stopping me from dropping the ballast and flying? Why can't I exist on my own? What's forcing me to cling to redundant relationships that suffocate my growth? Why do I still feel so fucking weak after I've proved myself stronger than I ever thought I could be? Click "publish" and be damned, Lewis.
EDIT: Let this be a lesson to you all- posting to the internet while drunk ruins lives

WTF???!?

This summer seems intent on getting madder and madder- this week I won two VIP passes to the Tribal Gathering festival in Luton next weekend, in a prize draw on Radio One that i didn't even realise I'd entered! I don't really know what to expect or whether I want to go or not, but free VIP passes sounds too good to turn down... The line-up looks alright and it goes on until 0600 on the Sunday, so I'll have a mental time, no doubt... Looks like it's back on the crazy train next weekend, then! In other news, Orla Keighly addict and couture fetishist Harri is up this weekend, which'll be lovely as I haven't seen her since leaving Gav's. Things are pretty sweet really, eh?
Lewis
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