Response

January 25th 2022 Today I had three separates occurrences of the “oh dammit that’s what I should’ve said” phenomenon after three separate people said dumb stuff to me. You know the feeling. Someone says something and at the time you’re not quite sure how to respond, and then like an hour later you’re making a coffee and suddenly the perfect response pops into your head. That one. But three times. Sometimes it’s not even an hour later, sometimes it’s like a week later. One time it was like a year later. Until tomorrow, yeah, well, uhhhh…. Jacn Continue reading Response

Bloat

January 24th 2022 Today I’m either getting fat or I’m allergic to bread. Both equally possible. The former more probable. The latter more concerning. Basically I’ve got a belly. And considering I eat a lot, exercise little, and have a tendency to binge drink, I guess I shouldn’t be that surprised, except the thing is, like, well just look at me. I’ve weighed 70kg since the day I started university, and not once have I ever put on any weight. I also don’t lose it. I’m just, like, there. The thing is, I’m almost “at that age”, which is fucking … Continue reading Bloat

Tournament

January 22nd 2022 Today I lost at SOOFT. Steven’s one-off FIFA tournament. I was very bad. I barely competed. I did, however, win both games or Knowledge is Power. Big threat. Also there was pizza and beer, and I am tired. It was a proper lads night. Lads lads lads. Until tomorrow, it would’ve been nice to win at least one game. Jacn Continue reading Tournament

Paradise

January 21st 2022 Today, a tribute to the big man. Sing along, Normans. Well I remember every little thingAs if it happened only yesterdayParking by the lakeAnd there was not another car in sightAnd I never had a girlLooking any better than you didAnd all the kids at schoolThey were wishing they were me that nightAnd now our bodies are, oh, so close and tightIt never felt so good, it never felt so rightAnd we’re glowing like the metal on the edge of a knifeGlowing like the metal on the edge of a knifeC’mon, hold on tightWell, c’mon, hold on … Continue reading Paradise

Fourfold

January 20th 2022 Today was not a good day, for reasons fourfold. 1. The offer I submitted on the house was finally rejected. 2. I ate too much bread. I had bread for every meal. Mistake. 3. I spent all afternoon half snoozing through a training course that I didn’t particularly want to be on. 4. Arsenal embarrassed themselves again. Until tomorrow, we go again, just with less bread. Jacn Continue reading Fourfold

Tactics

January 19th 2022 Today I maybe would’ve expected to hear something about the offer I made on the house I viewed on Monday. It’s now Wednesday, after all. The longer the silence continues, the less confident I am. I expect that what is happening is that the estate agent is trying to get some of the other people who have viewed it to be my bid, in which case… fair play. That’s his job. I can’t be too mad at it, if these are just tactics. Though if it’s just forgetfulness then I’d probably be a bit mad. Like maybe … Continue reading Tactics

Unfit

January 18th 2022 Today I exercised for the first time in a long time. I went to play football with my dad and his old Tuesday night football lot. In previous times I’ve been, my dad has not always been the oldest there. it’s normally that kinda crowd. Fifty odds who may still have decent technical ability but can’t move as quick as me. It was a different, much younger crowd tonight, and oh boy I was bad. And unfit. As mentioned, usually what I lack in technical ability I make up for by putting a shift in and moving … Continue reading Unfit

Crescent

January 17th 2022 Today I put in an offer on my first home. It’s a one bed apartment on the first floor of one of the classic Cheltenham regency buildings. It has high ceilings, and huge windows, a wide open kitchen/living space, and a balcony. It’s in a beautiful location on a quiet, crescent road. I viewed it this morning, and then in the afternoon the estate agent told me it had had an offer for guide price. That rather forced my hand. it’s the only place that I’ve actually seen, and perhaps it would’ve been nice to have seen … Continue reading Crescent

Detached

January 16th 2022 Today it was good to talk. And it was good to eat. And it was good to hug. Look after yourself, but also let the people who love you look after you too. I may have written that sentence before, or at least expressed the sentiment, but it is worth repeating. Until tomorrow, sorry for being so detached. Jamie Continue reading Detached