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This from my adorable significant other.
How could you not fall in love with someone who’d send me this

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Women are like apples on trees: the best ones are at the top of the
tree. Most men don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are
afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten
apples from the ground that aren’t as good, but easy……. So some
apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality,
they’re amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along-
the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.”

And remember …

Men are like a fine wine.

They start out as grapes, and it’s up to women to stomp the crap out of
them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.

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So the title sounds a little harsh, but is really f*&king not!

Some little punks let themselves into my car and lifted the following things;

1. all the CD’s, except the one in the CD player, they only took the empty case of that one!
2. My backpack, which contained clothes, a good book I bought that didnt even get to read, my mag light and leatherman, and of course my work keys… including the usb key that has all the important personal data I was working on!!!!
3. My Camera bag packed full of camera gear… including my two digital cameras!

Dirty little f&#kers! is all I can say!

I’ll add more to this post later… right now I have to go back to work…
Hopefully when the cops take ther serial numbers the Cameras will show up. But I’m not holding out any hope….

At least the cameras can be replaced.

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Adding my two cents of support.

Have a look

Loving all your work
A

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This is an entry about Eve.

Eve works at the company I work for and we are friends.

That is all

Adam

p.s – Eve, it is now done. A *whole* post dedicate to you … *snicker*

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Fucking hopeless most of them.

As noted by Jessica, you think you’re smart and sassy for getting online to do your ordering, but the only companies who are getting it right are some of the big players.

Pick up the phone and you can order just about anything in 5 minutes. Order it online, followup with phone call 3 days later…

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Salesperson: ‘uh, no, I don’t have that order here…’
Adam: ‘Well if you don’t find my order i’ll be cancelling the item on my c/card, becuase it’s showing up paid according to my bank!’
Salesperson: ‘uh, oh, shit…. umm… umm, yeah. Let me call you back’

[2 hours later]

Salesperson: ‘um, yeah, oh. Yeah, like we’ve found your order and we’ll be shipping it today’
Adam: [silence]

And still no apology.

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Now folks, I *want* to buy things online. I want great products, cheaper prices and quicker availability, but no customer satisfaction means no-go to your store again.
Hate to say it, but dealing with the big-kids like Amazon has been pleasurable. Most other vendors, pathetic.

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Like being [insert overly-descriptive rendition of a jackhammer making acquaintances with my rectum for several hours] I just want to pass out.

People must just smell blood in the water and go for it sometimes I be thinking. They see i’m weak, see i’m vulnerable and *bam* then all over you like a paper plate in a snowstorm.

The girl kept me awake last night (and no, not in the good way) …. See when she has a few to drink, sometimes she starts to talk in very coherent sentences, just completely out of context.
Once you understand where you context is you can decipher her on-the-fly and try to answer back (though let me assure you that talking about getting everybody on the planning list when she’s trying to tell you that she wants a massage is hard.. very hard)…

I had 45 minutes worth of sleep…. bleh…. She slept like a baby.. grrrr…

Why she does this, we really don’t know. All I know is that I borrowed her car at 6:15 this morning to go home, shower and go to work….

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I’m still working on pulling the team together, getting some focus on the real goals and trying to keep (all our) heads above water so we can actually start to make a difference, though I realise that shortly i’m going to have to start working the team harder to get the results we need. Yay for working your staff harder

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You know how the title is ‘incoherently rambling since 2003′ … well this is why folks..

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I find it hard to meet and interact with new people (why, I don’t trust them, that’s why) and with Jen being a ‘go out with the boys, play sports and drink beer’ kind of girl there’s always that edge of worry in my mind. Realistically I know that nothing will happen, and if it does, she’s not the one for me anyway, but I just don’t like to trust people.
Let’s one get hurt too much.

Point: I’ve been a pain in the arse to her friends, to her couple friends, to her colleagues because I want to be petulant and selfish and have all of her attention.

Maybe it’s just because I didn’t get laid last night?

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People I miss (in no particular order!)

Matt, Dan, Ruth, Jasey-Wasey, H-Y, Michelle, Mel, the other Mel, Chris, Paul, Ev, Renee, Mum, Dad, Matt, all the kids from the last site, all the kids from the site before that, Donovan, Pierre, Anthony, Matt…. and I can’t think of any other names right at this second….

I also miss my chiropractor…… (damn he’s good)…. And rollerblading, and regular movie sessions with Frozen Coke….

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Would like to say that it’s going to convince me to go home, but alas it’s not to be. I’ve found my home, my place and my destiny…. this is where I need to be.. I just want everyone to visit!

Loving all your work
A

p.s – Homestar Runner Rocks my jocks….

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My Teddy

That is all.

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I bought an MP3 player (last time) before it was cool to have one.

Now everybody has one except me. And you know me, have to keep up with the Jones’ (well, that’s my excuse, I worked hard on it, and i’m sticking to it)

yay for me

Click Here for a snapshot.

A

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Oooh

What happened?
Why didn’t I listen to myself
I thought I’d know how to handle it
But I didn’t

So confused
Where I stand
Do I stand alone
With each individual

This is not me
I used to be strong
Now I feel weak
This is not me
I never said it was
I didn’t like it because I lost my way
This is not me
You know that it’s true
And I’d be lying to you just to convince myself
This is not me

What happened?
Why didn’t I speak up at the time
I thought I’d know what was going on
But I didn’t
So confused where I stand
Do I stand alone
With each individual
This is not me
I used to be strong
Now I feel weak
This is not me
I never said that it was
I didn’t like it because I had lost my way

This is not me
You know that it’s true
And I’d be lying to you just to convince myself
This is not me

Whoo oooh yeah
Hey yeah

So confused where I stand
Do I stand alone
Someone tell me
Cause this is not me
If I said that it was, I didn’t like it because I had lost my way
This is not me, you know that it’s true
I’d be lying to you just to convince myself

This is not me

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Not sure if this one completely fits under ‘Sex and Love’, but i’m going to work to fit it in there… it’s definitely not a rant, it’s how I feel, it’s how I love, it’s how I live covered off in this one.

I take things too personally… Really I do…. If someone says something that isn’t precisely correct, I take it upon myself to inform them of the right way… this is otherwise known as an ‘argumentative bastard who always has to have his way’ … i’m sure you can tell which one is a more accurate observation.

A few people have contacted me over the past weeks and told me that i’m taking things too seriously, i’m involved too much and i’m feeling way more than I should. And they’re right, I am taking it too personally.

So now the ironic thing is that i’m writing this post, because i’m taking people saying i’m taking things too personally.. well, too personally….
It’s never an easy situation to admit you’re not a very nice person (and let’s be totally honest here, people aren’t asking me to modify something simple, they’re saying i’m a condescending, petulant, prick…)

I suppose I just want to not be the bad guy for once. I want to not be the bastard, the prick or the arsehole. I’ve worked fucking hard for where I am, and I feel like Jerry Maguire (haven’t seen the movie… meh.. couldn’t be bothered explaining it to you ).

I feel like a fighter, pushed into a corner and needing to fight my way out.

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My friends used to beat the living bejesus out of me. There are people who know me very very well, who read this site, who know this is true (no, they weren’t apartied to the acts).
I grew up in a female dominated world (horse riding) and never really found my place. What I did find was some incredibly strange and incredibly brilliant friends, many whom are still in my life today.

We all have our unique speed bumps, our parental influences, our weaknesses and our strengths. My strength comes from my loyalty.
My weakness is that I live a life of much fear. Couple that with an incredibly non-violent household and you get rage my friends. Rage that I can’t seem to calm at times. Rage that has me skydiving, scuba diving, jumping off cliffs and rollerblading in front of cars at 60-70 k’s an hour (yes, I really have done that… yes, it’s scary but fun). Anything to not think about how scared I am.

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Excuses for how I am today? Definitely. Desire to be always right, to be on top of things, to be in control, to be the star, to work until he’s dead if his last breath is to prove that he’s better than other people. check.

And whilst I retouch this ground again, as with many other parts of my journey i’m happy to give this one another shot at getting right. I’m not perfect (I know that), but i’ve got to take one step back and realise that i’m ‘far’ from being perfect, i’m just me.

And those who love me will continue to love me even if that’s all I have to offer.

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