I am so bored my aviation geek comes out....
I have just started reading about the development programme of the B52 bomber on Wiki.
You KNOW your bored when you can't even control your inner geek.
bugger.
The truth is gentlemen, I intend to high jack this site, sail it to Tortuga and find a crew, then sail around drinking, shagging and plundering my weasely black guts out!
I am so bored my aviation geek comes out....
I have just started reading about the development programme of the B52 bomber on Wiki.
You KNOW your bored when you can't even control your inner geek.
bugger.
A while back I mentioned that a woman works here on occasion who is a bit lovely.
OK, she is a bit thin but she is tall so maybe thats an excuse.
and she has very dark eyes. Not that I have noticed them much.
Ahem.
She is in today and has been walking round the office making enough noise as she walks for a 13 stone man! It must be the heals she has on or something. Very distracting - Clomp clomp clomp all over the place.
There was also another woman who only occasionally uses this office in today, and she is - and I am not being nasty here - a foot shorter and at least five stone heavier than clompy tall bird. And you cant hear a sound when she walks by!
(no comments about the old cliche about big people being light on their feet purleeeez!)
Another window into the exciting office life I lead.
God I'm bored, so why shouldn't you be.
For most of today this site has been fighting with my PC and saying
"No, shan't" or timing out. Or just sitting here. Looking at me while the little bar in the bottom corner creeeeeeeeps from left to right. Before crashing.

OK, its the work pc and the network wossnames and such bollocks but it has stopped me getting around on here with anything approaching speed.
But now it appears to be back running at normals speed so I am free to indulge my awful trait of touch typing a load of old bollocks as it pours out of my head!

Yippe for me and hand knitted string beans!
So what shall I entertain you with then.......
Erm. How about the time I, no hang on - that wasn't me.
Or the thing with the thing and the hay and when the slippage or the erm.......
OK. I am running on Dull.
Well look. I promise to try and cram whatever I can in to whatever is left of my life so I actually do have something to say, maybe, sometime in the not too distant future.
right.
I need coffidge as I am still verrrrrr tired.
Had a quick look at some unknown blogs on here.
One of them is one of those commercial ones, you know - run by a business so what its doing here is beyond me. Anywzay it calls itself
"Blah blah business directory for all your events service needs"
OK, so why is there a picture of an attractive young woman smiling at the camera and looking lovely, and why are her vital statistics listed under her picture (including hair length and shoe size)
And those tags - "Dancer" "Model"
eh?
What sort of "events" are they providing services for then?
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And how do you get invited......
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Just noticed that from the home page of this site, it looks like my blog is No1!
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Oh shit!
It's not really, it's just the odd way the featured blogs thing works on the home page.
BUT...
What if people unfamiliar with my dire and vacuous posts see that and come here wanting to be entertained!
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Ah well.
Why is standing in a small lift with two people you don't know so embarrassing!
No - I did not make any rude or smelly noises thank you.
It's just that silence. The looking at the incredibly interesting buttons or wall or ANYTHING but the people in the lift with you. The complete and total feeling of uncomfort.
Or is that just me?
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