Yup, Auckland still, Parnell baby! Keeping up a nice 6 month or less at any one location I am on my 8th city since april 2008 and 10th address, this-time-though I might stick around, finally unpacked my previous life that I had in boxes from before I left for the UK (the first time).
It’s a pretty weird feeling seeing things that were boxed up in october 2007, a flood of emotion – good/bad. It was a difficult period of time in my little life as it was the ending of a long term relationship and the beginning of a great adventure, a number of items were joint (take a hand written recipe book) which I quite enjoyed flicking through remembering the good parts of the relationship. This takes me to the deep relisation that our lives are brief moments squished together with some relating and others completely outside of normal living circumstances. I would love to be back to the house I/we had in 07 with all the gear (mostly sold or given away) but the reality is I am sitting in a different one with new and different objects surrounding me, objects which mean very different things to the ones that were in the boxes, perhaps even these objects from a former life are irrelevant to my new one.
The past few years have been a blur of experiences, a massive amount of them are ones that I will not have the pleasure of having again and others that frankly I’m glad I wont have too but they all make up the new character that J has become. Normality has sets back in and I am actually enjoying it, owning a car, buying useful items, not having to worry about being able to carry everything I own. These things are settling to the mind.
Perhaps what I am saying is that today I feel like the book of the past few years has closed and a new opened. I think and plan in 6 month chunks with an overlaying 2 year focus (and a master life ideology above that) the last 2 year period is finished, bring on the new one 
Well I have been working in an office since February. I have had not much trouble adjusting from a workshop. Tidier standard of day to day clothes, tidier hair/facial hair. Standard things that help you in every day life as you look more respectible full time.
However I have not adjusted well to working/time off. Now maybe it’s just over here in Europe/Ireland, but I dislike certain things.
I’ve always been a man for give and take. You scratch my back, I scratch yours. But here it seems they want a full body massage with no offer of one for me. Most recent case, I got a phone call Wednesday afternoon from my Doctor. He was concerned about recent test results and wanted me to go back Friday morning to get more blood tests. I informed my boss and it ended up with me having to work til 6.30pm Wednesday and Thursday (usual finishing time of 5pm) so that I could visit the Doctor on Friday morning.
I raised the point about sick days, but apparently I don’t look sick and am not actually sick until the Doctor proves I am… Guilty until proved innocent? I don’t know, but personally this is a bit off the mark.
Now I’m always at work early (have to get public transport) and leave just after 5 each day. Only usually take about 30-45mins for lunch instead of an hour. Haven’t had to work late but was willing to do it when needed. So would have thought having a couple hours off in the morning would not have bothered, as often towards end of quarter you have to work a few more hours, so it would work itself out.
Maybe it’s jsut after working in the workshops, or maybe more to do with the Kiwi attitude. That as long as you don’t abuse it, there is a mutual agreement that if you let me do this, I’ll help you when you need it.
So, those who do or have worked in an office, am I completely mistaken, and this is normal office life? Or are these people just the dicks I think they are?
Either way, bring back the workshop!
I have not had the use of my Ring Finger for about 7 weeks now and most likely won’t have it for the next 6 at least due to breaking it YET AGAIN (this time the top knuckle one week after the bottom knuckle had finally healed).
During this time I have become acutely aware of how useful this finger is. It’s probably the best finger to break out of all of them because it’s actually fairly useless.
Use #1:
Typing the letter W on your QWERTY keyboard. I have had to train myself to use my middle finger to do this and have been doing so for so long now I imagine I won’t be able to convince my brain to use my ring finger to perform this function once it heals!
Use #2:
Holding a wedding ring. While not physically essential, apparently you have to wear a wedding ring on this finger or your wife will waste you.
Use #3:
And this is THE MOST important and most taken for granted use. You know when you need to hold the edge of your sleeve when you pull a jersey or jacket on so the sleeve doesn’t ride right up your arm? THIS is the finger that does 90% of that work! Without it, this task is virtually impossible!
Use #4:
Holding pills. Another one I’ve really taken for granted. When you put a pill in your left hand and put the lid back on the jar you do so by clutching the pill with your ring finger and pinky while you put the lid on with your middle, index and thumb. If your ring finger is munted like mine the pill just falls out and lands on the floor 
On the right of the upper joint you can see a big crack that goes the whole way through
It looks like most of the bruising is on the front knuckle (the one I originally broke) but you can see the top knuckle has swollen up a lot
I just put up a POTD, but for some reason it’s not showing up in the sidebar properly.
So, I thought I’d Google the error, to see if I could find out if the caption was causing a problem, or something.
OMFG.
That’s right my pretties, it’s on it’s way.
A third instalment to the franchise that most of us here sank FAR too much time into, is slowly approaching. Very slowly. Infact so slowly, a 2010 release is almost all but removed from the realm of possibility. I started salivating over this announcement approximately two years ago, and haven’t stopped since. A release date would be appreciated soon, before my husband leaves me, alone in my drool puddle, to chase after someone younger, drier, and more attractive.
Set in Sanctuary, a (somewhat) new generation of warriors are tasked with the job of saving the world from the forces of evil. These include a Witchdoctor, a somewhat familiar Barbarian, the Wizard, and the Monk, all with options to play either male or female versions. A fifth class is yet to be announced. Considering the action role play hack and slash genre is not exactly a niche market, where this game has the potential to rock socks seems to be in the battle sequences and monsters, with the attention to detail seemingly having the potential to reach never-before-seen heights.
Monsters that utilise the 3D environment by scaling walls, static AND random level generators for enriched replays, new armour pieces, NPC sidekicks instead of generic hirelings, and the simply moreish tidbit from IGN’s Command Prompt Podcast (Episode 41) that sent shivers down my spine – “every creature model will have around 35 unique death animations” – all ensure that this game is going to blow my freaking mind. Anyone else chaffing at the bit to get their hands on this puppy? Heard any leaked info or have any speculations on the 5th and final character class? Rumours are flying around of a 300+ people LAN (LAN without LAN, evidently enough) in Melbourne upon release. Guess who will be there with huge freaking bells on. <3
Diablo 3 Cinematic Trailer
gosh everytime i come here i feel like i’m in a museum or something!
i forget about 8ball!! and then when i remember i go running towards it thinking “wait! i’m coming to see you!!” and then i get here and quickly remember that it’s for GROWNUPS now!! so stop bloody running and walk properly!
so when i have something mature and worldly to say – i’ll come back…i don’t know when that’ll be but trust me, i live in hope as much as you *pokes tongue*
I think someone has it in for me, they’re trying to destroy me… or am I just being paranoid? Surely these things cannot be coincidence!
- Spoons up turned in the sink to spray me in the face when I turn the tap on.
- Toaster on 10 whenever i go to use it burning my muffins.
- Tap turned onto max hot in mens bathroom sink scalding me when I go to wash my hands.
Please don't bend it like Beckham around me!
My 2nd game of Outdoor Football over the weekend, 2 Nil over Cambridge, much better performance than my first. Aggressive, angry, ballsy and loud, that’s how you succeed as a Goalie, clean sheet and Man of the Match Booya! I don’t look too sharp in my outfit of course as typically Goalie’s are big dudes so my top is far too large.
One odd observation I made was with regards to our teams changing shed. After the game, I was one of the first to jump in the communal showers. Unlike most men I’m not too phased about sharing a shower, as some of you know I did this daily for about 5 months about 5 years ago, however it would bother me to do this with my friends, I don’t wanna see their junk!! Strangers/Team Mates, yeah not such a big deal.
Our Captain Brownie has about six kids, one of them is an eight year old girl who likes to be with him all the time particularly when he’s in the changing sheds. After our first game, his other 5 kids hung out with Mum outside but his little girl came in. I have to say it was more than a little odd seeing her walking around a whole changing shed of sweaty and naked men! She didn’t seem to care at all and not one player seemed alarmed so this is obviously a regular thing but….. c’mon it’s at least a LITTLE weird isn’t it?!
One good thing about being a Kiwi overseas is the conversations in bars. Generally speaking after the first few setences, the question “What part of Australia are you from” followed by “Oh shit sorry man, let me buy you a drink” Now I do not quetion the free drink, but I also do not get offended mistaking my accent for Australian when barely anyone is actually exposed to an NZ accent.
The Irish tend to be more apologetic as they hate being mistaken for English. You get the odd person who goes ‘Meh it’s all the same’ which is actually a lot more irritating. I usually responsed with something like ‘All the same huh? I dare you to go call a Pakistani an Indian and then tell him they’re all the same.’
Not really anything new or exciting in this blog. Just I have been coming back to this site and expecting a new exciting POTD or QOTD or bizarre blog on some random topic that has comments flying off on random tangents. But unless for some reason new content is not appearing on my page, that has not been happening.
So I’ve been in Ireland coming up 8months now. Played a lengthy season of hockey and got myself a job as a sales rep. I have almost secured an extended visa, don’t know when I’ll come home. Maybe 1 more year. Don’t like living in the housing over here. Apartment kind of places where you have a small back section but no grass, garage, driveway.. It’s horribly cramped. No sitting around chilling on the lawn with stereo out the window, bbq cranked up, beater and shorts on with BYC. Oh no, it’s lets play footy then go to the pub and drink there. NO. Damnit.
So now that I’ve realised I can finally slack off and post on stuff during work hours, I might! 8ball gets through the work forum ban/blog ban. Sweet!
You’re biking up a really steep hill after only cycling for about 2km’s, you’re in the lowest gear, you’re moving about 2kmph, you’re huffing like a bull, your legs are burning, sweat is pouring down every part of your body… and some 10 year old kid cruises by, biking with one hand and holding an ice cream cone with the other, licking away while he checks you out casually with no need to even look where he’s going as he overtakes you at at least 4 times your speed and smirks at you… little bastard. Might be time to make this exercise thing a habit I think?
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