Happy Monday everyone, hope you all had a good weekend, mine was pretty non-existent. As I said in my previous post I was furiously trying to reset my body clock so I wouldn’t be awake all night before going to work then repeating the same pattern, the plan was to stay awake all of Sunday then get a good night sleep at a decent time.
Well I failed, I fell asleep around 10am Sunday morning and woke up at 5:30pm, I did wake up about half 2 but then thought, “I have nothing to be awake for” and went back to sleep, obviously forgetting the whole point of staying awake in the first place. But because my girlfriend Fiona has a birthday surprise for me tomorrow I need to sort out my sleeping pattern so I’m not tired and grumpy tomorrow so that meant staying awake all of Sunday evening, night, Monday morning and day. So far I’ve been awake for 24 hours bang on, I reckon a few more hours then I’ll finally get some snooze going.
Doing the sort of job that I do though, sitting in front of the computer screen repeating the same task over and over definitely didn’t help, for that I combated it with Relentless and many cans of Source (Which are other versions of Red Bull for those that don’t know), 6 small cans of Source and one big can of Relentless, it only helps for awhile then it quickly wears off which is why I kept drinking them, now I’m home and not drinking them I can feel a massive come down coming on.
Sunday wasn’t a total waste though, I’ve been getting nagged at for a good while about sorting out what clothes I don’t wear anymore and getting rid of them, thought as I’m not going to sleep I’ll keep myself busy and finally do it. It turned out to be a bigger task than I anticipated as there was a lot of clothes, some I’ve had for more than a decade that needed to go.
Being a man though it’s always difficult getting rid of clothes, I think “I might wear that one day” despite the fact I haven’t worn it for 10 years, had to make some sacrifices. The other thing I got rid off was a lot of my underwear, I used to be a briefs man but in the past few years have become partial to wearing boxers, so I threw away all of my briefs, also I got rid of all the socks I don’t wear anymore or that had holes in them. It’s truly amazing how much stuff I actually fit into my room, I meant to take a photo of the clothes pile but didn’t think of it until I bagged it all, although the bags themselves is pretty unbelievable.
So after sorting out what jeans, t-shirts, shirts, socks, underwear and God knows what else I thought I’d make a start on getting rid of some other junk. Like for instance all of my VHS video tapes, tapes that I have spent years collecting as a child recording wrestling pay per views, tis a shame I know but I don’t own a video player anymore so there really wasn’t any point in keeping them, I hadn’t even touched the videos for so long even when I did have a video player. Not just that but the porn I recorded off of Television X on to video tape had to go, some good stuff on there but with the 65gb worth of material on my hard-drive and various web sites I don’t need them anymore.
A few boxes and whatnot, two wireless keyboards I don’t use anymore, wireless mice, bits and bobs. I really don’t know why I keep all of this junk, just fear of throwing it away and one day needing them I suppose, either that or I’m a hoarder of crap! There’s still so much stuff I need to get rid of but I’ll wait until my bin gets emptied before I start on the rest of it!
After all the banter at work last week, I tried to continue it this week but the women finally succumbed to my irresistible charm! It did start off with…
Me: You must have a long way to travel to work every morning.
Me: Falling from heaven everyday.
Manger: Don’t try and get back in my good books.
Me: I tell you what, me and you will have sex yeah, if you don’t like it I’ll give you ten pounds. If you do like it, you give me ten pounds.
Manager: Well it looks like you’ll be giving me ten pounds then.
Me: That’s fine, you’ll still be cheaper than a prostitute.
She was truly stumped to find a reply to that one, I was pretty pleased with myself, although as the day progressed, I think the tiredness was finally starting to get to me and had a bit of an intimate talk with one of the ladies at work, asking me how my girlfriend puts up with me, I said I’m only messing at work and that Fiona was the only one for me. That she had always been there for me during my dark times (And I have had some pretty dark times these past couple of years.) and that she was always the one person I could talk to, and then how she got really ill late last year when she got gall stones and pancreatitis and was in hospital for a good few months, permanently connected to a morphine drip and that I tried my hardest to get out of work early just to see her for the last few moments of visiting hours.
It really felt like I was losing my best friend and there was nothing I do for her, once she came out of hospital I went to work in France, she was supposed to come as well but not long got out of hospital so she wasn’t fit to go, I basically had no choice because I already quit my job and arranged everything. But while I was there all I could think about was her and I missed talking to her and when I came home from France five weeks later (Instead of the 6 months I was supposed to be there) we finally started going out. I haven’t regretted a day of it since and I love her more than anything in the world. All of the troubles I have at the moment melt away when I’m with her.
Anyway the stupid the tart manager overheard all of this, came over and gave me a hug and said, “I knew you weren’t a dick head!”
Fuck sake, why did I have to be sleep deprived! Now all of the office think I’m a sweetheart and now they won’t shut up talking to me all day!
I suppose it’ll be a nice change to constantly getting dirty looks from the women at the office hah!
But yeah, that’s what I did this weekend, hope all of you had a good weekend, roll on next weekend already!