Grapes. Because who can fit a whole watermelon in their mouth?

So here's a word of advice. Never get drawn into helping your partner choose the 'right' top to wear when going out. Even if you think your dress sense is reasonably good your decision will be wrong. And then you'll be forced to justify your choice... and it's at this point that you begin to dig yourself hole with rather steep sides, and one you will most likely not be able to scrabble out of. And the more you try the more the sides will collapse in on you. It's not fun. I recommend skirting the whole issue.

I'll do graffiti if you sing to me in French

So I guess it's congratulations to him, and commissarations to me. I missed out on getting that promotion. So now someone I regard as a weaker candidate for the position than myself... is my boss. These things are sent to try us.

Other than that I feel I currently SUCK at blogging. I was reading the Tony Pierce article Nat linked to and all I could think was... yes, I worry too much about what my readers girlfriend will think when she reads this. I remember writing prolifically when I was embroiled in the fight to win her. Not that the only thing I want to write about is my relationship... but it is a big chunk of my life right now. And I tend to dislike making posts just to mention links. But that's just me.

I wonder what she'll think when she reads this? It moments like these when the idea of an anonymous blog appeals... but then I think, how much of knob would that make me?

Current spin-offs of being unsuccessful in the interview are that I've started actively looking at my job options. Yes, I know I've only been with the company for 5 months... however, I am underpaid for what I do and there are alot of options out there. Two big ones at the moment include changing onto the medical side of working for a pharma company, which may also mean changing pharma companies. Or moving from the agency which currently pays my salary to work directly for the company I represent. The latter option is VERY appealing... especially as they've recently advertised for people to fill positions I am perfectly qualified for. My ap0plication went in last night so we'll see what happens I guess.

Right now it's off to find to slabs of steak for tonight and some double cream to make pepper sauce with. God I'm hungry.

My ignorance

Sometimes, as a man (even a well educated, reasonably metro man) I have to admit my complete loss as to understanding the categories of female clothing... and how to choose it. For instance, when instructed by my partner to bring her 'low black heels' and 'brown low-cut crossover top', which of these black heels do you bring?

You see, I look and what I see is this: 3 pairs black shoes. 3 pairs low heels. And it's at that point I am completely lost. Should I be able to infer a natural choice based on the other item of clothing I'm instructed to bring (which, after deliberation, I think I've guessed correctly)?

I went with the middle pair. Apparently they're called comething like black low-heel cut-outs, but were acceptable.

Slowly I learn.

Lint

I've recently come to the conclusion that the older I get the more fluff gathers in my belly button. I also asked my magic eight ball if I was going to get the promotion which is coming up. It said 'yes'.

It NEVER says 'yes'.

The interview is Wednesday. I know I have the skills and the experience. Now it's just a case of performing on the day. Kind of like single lap qualifying. I'm also sharing my car with one of the directors of my company tomorrow. I work for a very large company whose name you would recognise. I'm quite nervous as they're their to see how I do my job. This person ends their e-mails by abbreviating 'regards' to 'rgds'. Am I alone in thinking this is quite a laid back, casual stance for a director? I will update after tomorrow. End.

36 crazy flavours?

Holy crap but I suck the moment. I have absolutely nothing to write about. I have so much to write about but just can't seem to find the drive to, or the time to, or at least the drive to when I have the time to. God it's frustrating!

It would seem that I'm months behind everyone else in finding out that a great friend of mine is finally involved with a worthy woman. Belated contrats going out there.

Other than that, lets see.

Happiness is: Spending the long weekend with my partner at the Lake District. Eating an ice-cream cone with 4 (perhaps that was 5, I forget) flavours of scoop, including one called Grandmas' Apple Pie. Getting my text message read by Lauren Laverne on Xfm. And eating bags of mixed nuts from Tesco.

Frustrations are: Waiting to find out if I'm going to get 'that' promotion (but then again I still have to go for the interview... arrrg). Spending waaaaaay too much money lately. Realizing that it's not just a phase I'm going through where I don't seem to have enough time to get everything done during the day - this is going to be life until I retire. And right now realizing that I missed my appointment this morning to register with the local GP... not that he's any help to begin with.

And that's me for now. So long and thanks for all the fish.