Pencil

Last night I learnt a rather important lesson, and I'd just like to share it with all the other males who read this blog. If you're ever invited to a fancy dress party, or indeed a 'p' party, and you're looking to pull... go as a pencil. I have never had as much attention in a pub from members of the opposite sex as I did last night. Not even close. Countless GROUPS of women called me over to chat. Which then inevitably led to discussions about my pencil, the size of my pencil, the shape of my pencil, how well I used my pencil... etc etc. And I then had my bum pinched, not once, but twice.

Of course, being in a relationship and all I was horrified by the flagrant, and raunchy, attention and did my utmost to avoid it. But of course there is only so much one can do in these situations.

Other than that I was voted as having the best costume of the evening, and praised for the effort I had put in, which lets face it, wasn't much. The costume was made almost entirely of brown wrapping paper (a minor fire hazard considering the massive gas heaters that were running outside), with pink card around my calves as the eraser. Still, it was a little different from the other pirates, plumbers, policewomen, and pupils. Ok, so the policewomen and pupils had FANTASTIC legs, which I was compelled to take surreptitous photo's of (especially as that was the last time I imagine I will ever be able to do so without collecting a great big slap round the head from Natalie). See below.

And that folks may be the last post for the next two weeks. To everyone in Cape Town, see you shortly. And to those in London, see you again in a couple of weeks. I hope the pictures keep you coming back until I'm ready to continue posting.




































Goodbye.

Thanks going out to Gid

Nope, your eye's do not deceive you. There is a new header image running on Foolstop. The design is complements of Gideon (aka SomeNoOne; aka Tripeak). I'm not sure what inspired him to create something with the Foolstop name, but I'm thankful anyway. It saves me from having to find time to be creative, and means you lot don't have to be greated by pictures of drunken parties anymore. Hooray... we all win.

It's just in time too. I've heard it said that a change is as good as a holiday, and with my jetting off to Cape Town tomorrow it couldn't come at a better time.

I may be 25

Yes, I may be 25, but some things will just never change. I will always eat too much chocolate. I will always make stupid faces in photographs (especially when 10 pints to the better), and I will always ask my mom to do my sewing.

And so I will be lugging 2 suits from London to Cape Town to have the hems redone. After all, I am a man. And these are my limitations.

New Resolution...

...to update this bugger at least once a day. I hate blog stagnation.

So news at the moment. The night before last I dropped my iPAQ. It still works, which is great, but it's lost every last once of my data, my work, and indeed anything that has even the remotest thing to do with my company. In essence it has become a virgin machine again. That's not so great. Of course it is the reason that I can sit here at home writing this as 09:20 while I wait for a new one to arrive via registered post, so I guess in the end there is a plus point to the whole story.

My life at the moment is still as hectic as ever and I've had to take to writing lists of things to do and do's I've said I'll go to. This Saturday it's a 'P' party, and I have no idea yet of what to go as. As it currently stands the Pink Panther is a likely candidate, but I don't think the outfit will look to impressive. Otherwise if anyone has an old WWII flight cap and goggles I could go as a pilot. Suggestions are welcome.

Everything else this weekend is on hold as I have to, at some stage, wash and pack my stuff for Cape Town, which I haven't even looked at yet.

Stuff it. This post is going nowhere. Bye.

Mail Bomb

Alright you lot. Own up. Who's gone and zipped their entire harddrive and mailed it to me?

When you connected to broadband and your mail progress indicator hasn't moved for 2 minutes you have to know that something big is on the way. I warn you, it had better be good!