Oops I did it again...

  Yes I had a Britney Spears moment, and before you ask, no I didn't have a picture of my twinkle taken getting out of a car and put into Heat magezine, or the front page of The Sun. Yes I went to the gym again. Before that I had the usual run to the doctors to get a script and get the tablets that I need. Of course when the pharmacy tells you that it will be about 15 minutes, we all know that 15 minutes really means 25-30. At least this time I managed to get a seat, the sounds really bad. The pharmacy puts seats in the shop so people can take a load of for 15 minutes, when what they really mean is that you can sit down for a while so that the staff behind the counter can finish talking about their holidays or what they watched 0n the TV last night. Please, can you just get on with the job in hand, that way all the people waiting in the pharmacy can get their drugs or soap or what ever they came in for, luckily no-one came in for haemorroid cream. I'm sure that paying for that in a real busy pharmacy would have been a real pain in the a**e.

  So what goes on with my heart today. Well it's still beating, it still feels like it's smashed into a million tiny fragments. There's that one part of me that says that the next time I see an attractive women that smiles at me, that I just say sod it and ask her out (mmm Christina Milian), but the other part of me says that at the moment I'm in no fit state to think about anyone else and that I should be thinking about myself at the moment. Myself.... Thats something that I haven't had to think about for a long time, it was always me and she who will not be named. My bad, I forgot about my little man. How can I do that, he's my little shadow, he always keeps my heals warm when I'm at home. Well him and his toy collection. This is a little dog who has his own toy box, crammed full of soft toys. He's a little con artist at times though, when he wants attention and I'm busy, such as being on the computer, he will sit there and pull each and everyone out of the box until he gets what he wants. Then I get the job of putting them all back again, no matter what I do I can't train him to put them back, that's my job as his dad. He's the one thing that's kept me going, he never minds when I feel down, after all there's always a toy to play with.

  Well it's a short entry today, bed calls, need sleep and lots of food at the moment, can't imagine why that is. Thank you to those who read this rubbish, it's just me having a go at the world at the moment. Why not, I just had the wind flatten my sails. So to hell with it, I'll just sit here if front of the screen giving my view of the world. Some may think that it's sad that I can sit hear and tell a bunch of strangers whats going on in my life, well to hell with them. After it got frozen after I went to the gym last night it might be a bit different than their expectations. Well I've always been a fan of cold weather. You never know that it might just stay that way tomorrow. Exercise is good for the body, but why does it always have to be so much fun. If excersie was good for you, as the doctor claim, then why not make it something that we can do in our sleep. That way when we wake up in the morning, we can feel as though we can run a marathon. Mmm marathons, well, we have to call them snickers now. What was wrong with the name in the first place? Naturally Twix taste better. Is it me or do the larger ones taste better? Don't get me wrong theres nothing wrong with the normal size ones, but the larger ones just taste better. Maybe it's a ploy by the makers to make us buy the larger ones, who cares I'll eat both. So thats why I've got a 3/4 of an inch to spare around my waist? Oh well, I supose now I'm trying to get rid of it, I'll just have to eat the smaller ones. So that proves a point to those who think that nothing comes of writting your thoughts out in front of a computer. It gives you an insite into your own mind and allows you to make sense of whats going on in your life.  So thats one point to me and no points to them. After sitting hear for a while and writting down my thoughts I've figured out why I was putting on weight, it was the naughty makes of Twix. They put something into the larger bars that makes me want to eat them.

  Good night all, I'm of to bed. Just me and a jumbo Twix, and maybe some cheese puffs.