09:20am - Ok, so about 18 months ago I did a blogathon as a way of kicking off my blog here. I didn't blog very much before I lost interest and I don't doubt for one second it'll be the same again this time. But I am that bored due to injury, being jobless and awake at an inexplicably early hour (I didn't sleep till about 3am), that I'm doing this to entertain myself.
If you are a person that isn't me and reading this, cheers and hello!
09:33am - So yeah, I'm jobless. Just one of many changes since I last bothered to write anything. I'm not jobless through choice though - I got chucked out with monies! I never realised how ruthless the redundancy process was until it happened to me. The bit that hurt the most wasn't the fact that I was losing my job, it was that I was given the exact minimum amount of money they could pay me with annual leave calculated to the the actual date of my departure (near the end of June) .
So if anyone needs any admin services, or perhaps you're a high flying business exec lady with no time for a relationship but still has needs and wants to pay for services rendered* I'm available!
*High flying exec lady may want to pay for a more chiselled model than my lump of manlyness. (Sheesh even the prostitution business is tough!)
10:06am - I should add that I had been in my job nearly 8 years before I got laid off, hence the feeling of hurt, it was like all my time there didn't matter at all.
Anyway, moving on to the injured portion of why I'm doing this. On Friday I pulled a muscle in my thigh, initially it hurt quite a lot but thankfully when I did it I was at the beginning of what would become a significant binge drinking session so the pain was somewhat numbed.
So we're now on Monday and my initial thought when I got up was to go for a run, only to realise I couldn't as the moment I got out of bed I realised it was still a bit sore.
And how did I sustain my debilitating injury?
Getting into a tent. Nobody is cooler than me.
10:32am - Of course getting injured getting into a tent is quite mild for me as I'm quite calamitous. I once broke my foot falling off a pavement (the drop was a couple of inches!) and injured my back getting out of my car.
I've also nearly accidentally died three times that I can recall, all in my formative years, which I guess could explain 'me' a bit! The first two ways I nearly died were both in instances of drowning. One at the beach playing in a pool left by the sea as the tide went out, apparently my dad saw me struggling from a distance away and had to go all baywatch to save me. I wish I hadn't put that as the thought of my dad in an orange mankini running across the beach is not an appealing one.
The second was in my next door neighbour's back garden when I was about 3. I always liked his pond and the fish that resided in it. So much that I apparently tried to join them.
The last one that I remember is the time I fell off the Great Orme in Llandudno (as you do). We were out walking on a path up said Orme and I accidentally fell off the path. I was only saved by grasping at vines that kept coming away with every snatch and my dad's quick thinking in dangling the dog lead down to pull me up.
11:06am - Off to make some lunch, so we'll have a musical interlude now:
11:32am - BREAKING NEWS!!! Due to unforseen circumstances this 24 hour blogathon has been temporarily suspended. Basically I've got something better to do. I will resume blogging when this is no longer the case.
Off to get showered now in readiness for the outside world, what a scary place that is.
10:49pm - I don't suppose anyone actually cares but obviously I didn't resume this. I was on a roll until I got invited to spend the afternoon with friends, which was definitely a more enticing option. Maybe I'll give this another go tomorrow when I'm completely bored again!
Monday, August 16, 2010
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