Wednesday, November 22, 2006
bizarre coincidence...
it's wednesday, so it was volleyball night. i go round to gill's place in henleaze and catch a ride with her. today i decided to walk to her place. i never manage to work out how long i'm going to take to get places so i always get there early. i got to gill's really early (even though i walked really slowly the second half of the way). her car wasn't even there! so i decided to have a little wander round the block.
i was wandering down this random street when i see this guy getting out of a car with two little girls. of course being me i immediately start stressing about what the protocol is in the uk. do i say hi? do i just ignore them completely? (i really wish they weren't there) do i nod... but as i get closer the guy looks kind of familiar. it's t, the IT guy (one of them) from work (his name really is t, or at least everyone calls him that, i'm not just abbreviating it so i can slag him off). it was so weird. he goes 'oh, hello! all right?' and i'm 'yep, you?' and carry on with the little girls going 'who was that daddy?'... so strange. so the rest of the way back to gill's house i was laughing and talking to myself asking myself 'how weird was that?'
i told gill about it, and when i described the street to her (or rather how i got there, didn't get lost btw, am very pleased about that) she asked what his name was. turns out one of his little girls is in the same class as her son :-)
had various other stuff i wanted to write about but i've forgotten now. too tired. had a horrid headache after volleyball (which wasn't much fun today, i'm no worse than them, but they all keep pinching my balls (haha...) as though i was going to screw them up, but then of course they screw them up, cause the ball wasn't good for them and it would have been heading straight for me (if i weren't so tired i'd rant..)). so i had a beer and it went away. till i finished the beer... so i had a second and now it's really gone, hurray for beer. sorry, it's not beer, it's lager, it's the best we've got in the house ;-)
just spent hours correcting a friend's girlfriend's cv cause it's in englisch (they're swiss). pij you owe me! and i owe polyp for helping me with it, i'll have to let him have some fajitas next time i cook... ;-) so far he's been out every time (both times). oh no, the first time was the week before he moved in i think.
i really hate correcting swiss people's english. not that it was bad (for swiss) but it's just dire... (nothing personal, i mean swiss people's english in general...)
my brother's just turned up on msn, so i can't be bothered to write anymore, have been writing this post since about nine thirty (it's eleven thirty now...)
goodnight
i was wandering down this random street when i see this guy getting out of a car with two little girls. of course being me i immediately start stressing about what the protocol is in the uk. do i say hi? do i just ignore them completely? (i really wish they weren't there) do i nod... but as i get closer the guy looks kind of familiar. it's t, the IT guy (one of them) from work (his name really is t, or at least everyone calls him that, i'm not just abbreviating it so i can slag him off). it was so weird. he goes 'oh, hello! all right?' and i'm 'yep, you?' and carry on with the little girls going 'who was that daddy?'... so strange. so the rest of the way back to gill's house i was laughing and talking to myself asking myself 'how weird was that?'
i told gill about it, and when i described the street to her (or rather how i got there, didn't get lost btw, am very pleased about that) she asked what his name was. turns out one of his little girls is in the same class as her son :-)
had various other stuff i wanted to write about but i've forgotten now. too tired. had a horrid headache after volleyball (which wasn't much fun today, i'm no worse than them, but they all keep pinching my balls (haha...) as though i was going to screw them up, but then of course they screw them up, cause the ball wasn't good for them and it would have been heading straight for me (if i weren't so tired i'd rant..)). so i had a beer and it went away. till i finished the beer... so i had a second and now it's really gone, hurray for beer. sorry, it's not beer, it's lager, it's the best we've got in the house ;-)
just spent hours correcting a friend's girlfriend's cv cause it's in englisch (they're swiss). pij you owe me! and i owe polyp for helping me with it, i'll have to let him have some fajitas next time i cook... ;-) so far he's been out every time (both times). oh no, the first time was the week before he moved in i think.
i really hate correcting swiss people's english. not that it was bad (for swiss) but it's just dire... (nothing personal, i mean swiss people's english in general...)
my brother's just turned up on msn, so i can't be bothered to write anymore, have been writing this post since about nine thirty (it's eleven thirty now...)
goodnight
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