The Monkey Box

Post Emo-Dramatic Entry

Considering this is a the first time I've updated this blog in like, well, years (quite literally).  It's a bit of a shame that it's got to emo-dramaticus.

Having started a job I really enjoy, it's been made utterly crap by moving to another part of the company I really feel as if I'm nothing but a failure at.  And considering that I've had the privelidge to go through some pretty fantastically bad personal situations and reporting violence to the police more than once, it's put my profesional life in an equally bad footing to my personal life.

I'm undecided what I do right now, I just feel like a miserable failure all the time and quite frankly I'm thinking of just cutting my losses and leaving my job, granted the grass isn't always greener, but at the same time I can't keep doing something that makes me feel like this without it completely ruining my life further.

I will be thinking more about my options over the next couple days and just see where it leads me.

Today has been a success in nothing.

Other than writing my almost epic post of last and a few odd mistaken/test posts, I haven't done a whole lot today.

I've learned one thing though making a post with <a href="http://ljcharm.livejournal.com/">Charm</a> and then modifying it with the iPhone client is a bit of a bad move. It took me almost half an hour to fix it. I'd normally moan, but I ain't got anything better to get up to today!

I've also spiced up my journal theme, it needed a change after a year of the last one.

The only other thing I've done is enjoy the French diet of coffee and fags, without the fags.

Choooo-chooo

This train has a girly (iPhone suggests Gorky) horn. It's like hearing a scared ghost shit itself when it looks in the mirror.

Halarious!

Also, 666Apart sort out your iPhone app, it just bombed out randomly and I had to retype this post verbatim twice. Not cool.

I'm not sure what is happening here

And there is a part of me that really doesn't want to know either.

Orange Freaks Out Thinking Everything is Porno.

I'm a bit wet love.

Mild seepage.

Liz Jones and The Daily Fail.

Liz Jones is an utter cockass without a shadow of a doubt.

It's hard to pick the parts I find offensive, smug and self obsessed from the pile of steaming shit that happens to be burned in to the side of the Internet. But she pretty much lost me (and the plot) when she starts moaning about her veggie burger.

Twitter Said It, Blame Them.

Somebody on Twitter recently mentioned now that Matt LeBlanc has grown up he's starting to look hotter.

Clearly it's not just me, he is officially gurt lush now.

I nom nom nom'd this all the way down

Fucking Breaky Smashy RoyalMail