So I know I’m getting old when I buy a $12.00 transformer of a red motorcyle guy and take about 40mins to work out how to do it only to then resign myself to following the instructions (here’s my man card) only to unfortunately use the word “following” very loosely in this sentence. Eventually it was done and my mother gave me a very heartfelt “See, I knew you could do it”.
I’m so hot right now. I mean, check me out:
a) I live at home with my mother
b) I collect comic books
c) I paint warhammer figuirines
d) My idea of a rockin’ time is to go to a mates house, drink beer, and paint figurines.
I think wost had it right that my life is very similar to this. I mean, seriously? Would you be the king of kings in this situation? Yes. Any house needs a hot naked woman bringing you bacon. All you sicko’s who thought about my mum bringing me bacon… oh dear.
Speaking of oh dear, here’s a story from work:
A lady is building a new house and has them online to show pictures. One of the other ladies said that she thought the two structures at the front looked like two penises. There was a bit of discussion after then about how it was peni or penises (I won) and then I perk up “Well it could be worse. You could ask them to go in through the back way”. Luckily the meeting was ending and everyone stood up to leave
What a nice story. I like stories.
Work is going farily well at the moment. Involved in a national recruitment round as well as creating a national co-ordination role which I’m expected to establish.
You know, I was at a mates place and eventually, due to it being them and their respective girlies, it got on to me and how single I am. In a drunken “rage”, my friend turns to me and goes “Mark, you gotta stop putting the pussy on the pedastal”. This gave me an interesting mental image at first following by some hot flashes and then a serious note of how he’s right and I think I know why.
I’m bloody good at my job. I know this. I know that I give it my all when I’m there. I just lack confidence… kind of like when I freestyle. This is why I’m single. Because I’m not confident enough to go up to someone anymore and go “I like you”. Bad thing, good thing, thing thing, I don’t know… and yet, I’m kind of not fussed at the moment. My life is good and the people I know are awesome, no matter where in the world they are, and… yeah, I’m having far too much fun on my motorcycle.
Anyway, I’m about to go out but I really do enjoy the hobby of painting miniatures. It’s not going to get the ladies but maybe it will. There are some pretty hot nerds out there.









