No longer Trapped in the Body of a Civil Servant

I have just signed off of the Official Secrets Act...doesn't mean much except now I am no longer allowed access to any of my, soon to be previous, employers properties or documents, and I agree not to profit from any knowledge gained whilst employed by them; yeah right, I know jack-shit about anything important, and endeavoured to always keep it like that.

It also means that as of 30th November 2007 I can no longer be sacked for blogging, as I was threatened with a cople of years back, which led to the hasty deletion of my previous blog "Trapped in the Body of a Civil Servant...Help!!!"

....hastily looks over shoulder for thought police...

Went to Craziequeens Birthday Bowling Bash last weekend, and risked bowling...wrists heavily strapped and using child weight balls I just about managed 2 games, but boy did it hurt towards the end, arthritis sucks, but had a good time and took a few pictures of the Birthday Girl being Drunk for you all...




Captions welcome :)

Home alone

All by myself at home today, I had planned to do stuff around the house but my wrists and fingers are quite painful today, and I have very little grip. I able to type atm thanks to a large dose of Diclofenac, Tylex and Tramadol. Unfortunately the Tramadol leaves me very dozy and sleepy, I took it 3 hours ago and have just awoken from a non-consentual nap. On the bright side I missed most of the offerings on Daytime TV :) just kidding usually I tune into Radio Bristol during the day, I like talk and discussion based radio and it fits the bill.

Glad to say my back sic pay has appeared in my bank account so we have been able to pay off a coupl eof looming bills, and LMD can go to nursery.

Flicking through the TV channels yesterday I discovered a new Channel....called "Dave", odd I thought, but taking a look at the lineup, it appears someone has actually produced a channel that is actually for me...lol...who am I kidding I'm not that insane...actually it used to be UK Gold 2, but they changed the name due to the strange logic thateveryone knows a bloke called Dave, well those of you who read this blog do for sure (there are still a few of you).

Update: having been told off by Mrs. Aginoth for typing when my hands were hurting I have turned on the speech recognition software on my laptop. This update paragraph has been produced by me speaking to the computer. It's only taken eight attempts for it to actually get it right. With any luck it will learn as we go along; quite frankly it couldn't be any more cumbersome than it already is... We live in hope.