To avoid any confusion I have swapped back onto daytime hours so I wrote the first part on Saturday morning and the update on Saturday night.
Hopefully there will be a couple of entries today but I had to get this off my chest:
Archangel Gabriel (sounding for all the world like Waylon Smithers from The Simpsons): Errrr, God? It seems we have a non-believer in Sector B-19
God (Having the good grace to sound like Mr Burns): Sector B-19? That's Earth isn't it?
Archangel Gabriel: That's right sir.
God: What is the name of this miscreant?
Archangel Gabriel: Well he likes to be called Dibbie. What shall we do? Blinding flash of light? Burning bush?
God: Dibbie you say? I've heard of this one before and a simple display of divine power won't help - knowing him he'd just reduce it to some natural phenomenon.
Archangel Gabriel: Really? He's that far gone?
God: Alas yes. He subscribes to the whole "The miracle of Jesus and the blind man wasn't a miracle at all - just a cheap party trick"
Archangel Gabriel: What? The one where Jesus spat on the dirt and rubbed it into the blind man's eyes?
God: That's the one - Dibbie attributes it to something as simple as rough paste being rubbed onto cataracts!
Archangel Gabriel: No way!? If that's the case why don't surgeons do it these days instead of using laser surgery?
God: Exactly... No with this one we will have to try a different tactic
Archangel Gabriel: Which one?
God: We'll throw him as many curve-balls as possible until he realises that there is no way that fate and coincidence could be playing any part in his life and then he will have to blame something else - an external force - dare I say it... Me!!
Archangel Gabriel: Brilliant sir - when do we start?
God: We'll do it retrospectively starting on the day of his birth...
Archangel Gabriel: Consider it done.
God (tapping his fingertips together): Nnnnnn... Excellent
No I don't believe in God - Yes I have considered the above...
Have you ever had one of those days where nothing sits right? One of those days where, try as you might, you just can't seem to make headway? I think I'm in one now. I can't find one scrap of recognised evidence that I exist even though I have demolished my room trying. My tongue feels like it is in ribbons because I can't keep it out of the way of my "bad" tooth when I am eating and I think I have managed to upset one of my friends.
I was trying valiantly to cheer her up a bit but it backfired horribly - Those who read this regularly will know I am generally open and honest about things but in this instance I will just have to bite my tongue (again).
Anyway - I have the rest of the day to look forward to. My Parents should be in touch soon so we can go out and buy cards and pressies for the kids - a chore I never tire of because I get to play with proper toys (
).
More later
Updatey:
I'm too tired to think let alone type but here goes:
I can’t shake this feeling that something is going to go tits up. I don’t know what will or even can go wrong so I’m attributing it to lack of sleep and an upset stomach.
I made a new friend today. I got an IM from Minto so we’ve been chatting sporadically for most of the day. He’s a nice guy.
I fulfilled my promise to call Che and we had a chat about the pitfalls of tiredness and how life changes at the end of every college year – it was really nice.
I’m afraid there isn’t going to be any more info that that coming tonight. I’m going to try to catch up with my sleep so I’m fresh enough to write a slightly less fragmented blog tomorrow.
Today Word: DEPRIVATION
Today’s Mood: Verging on the grumpy
Hopefully there will be a couple of entries today but I had to get this off my chest:
Archangel Gabriel (sounding for all the world like Waylon Smithers from The Simpsons): Errrr, God? It seems we have a non-believer in Sector B-19
God (Having the good grace to sound like Mr Burns): Sector B-19? That's Earth isn't it?
Archangel Gabriel: That's right sir.
God: What is the name of this miscreant?
Archangel Gabriel: Well he likes to be called Dibbie. What shall we do? Blinding flash of light? Burning bush?
God: Dibbie you say? I've heard of this one before and a simple display of divine power won't help - knowing him he'd just reduce it to some natural phenomenon.
Archangel Gabriel: Really? He's that far gone?
God: Alas yes. He subscribes to the whole "The miracle of Jesus and the blind man wasn't a miracle at all - just a cheap party trick"
Archangel Gabriel: What? The one where Jesus spat on the dirt and rubbed it into the blind man's eyes?
God: That's the one - Dibbie attributes it to something as simple as rough paste being rubbed onto cataracts!
Archangel Gabriel: No way!? If that's the case why don't surgeons do it these days instead of using laser surgery?
God: Exactly... No with this one we will have to try a different tactic
Archangel Gabriel: Which one?
God: We'll throw him as many curve-balls as possible until he realises that there is no way that fate and coincidence could be playing any part in his life and then he will have to blame something else - an external force - dare I say it... Me!!
Archangel Gabriel: Brilliant sir - when do we start?
God: We'll do it retrospectively starting on the day of his birth...
Archangel Gabriel: Consider it done.
God (tapping his fingertips together): Nnnnnn... Excellent
No I don't believe in God - Yes I have considered the above...
Have you ever had one of those days where nothing sits right? One of those days where, try as you might, you just can't seem to make headway? I think I'm in one now. I can't find one scrap of recognised evidence that I exist even though I have demolished my room trying. My tongue feels like it is in ribbons because I can't keep it out of the way of my "bad" tooth when I am eating and I think I have managed to upset one of my friends.
I was trying valiantly to cheer her up a bit but it backfired horribly - Those who read this regularly will know I am generally open and honest about things but in this instance I will just have to bite my tongue (again).
Anyway - I have the rest of the day to look forward to. My Parents should be in touch soon so we can go out and buy cards and pressies for the kids - a chore I never tire of because I get to play with proper toys (
).
More later
Updatey:
I'm too tired to think let alone type but here goes:
I can’t shake this feeling that something is going to go tits up. I don’t know what will or even can go wrong so I’m attributing it to lack of sleep and an upset stomach.
I made a new friend today. I got an IM from Minto so we’ve been chatting sporadically for most of the day. He’s a nice guy.
I fulfilled my promise to call Che and we had a chat about the pitfalls of tiredness and how life changes at the end of every college year – it was really nice.
I’m afraid there isn’t going to be any more info that that coming tonight. I’m going to try to catch up with my sleep so I’m fresh enough to write a slightly less fragmented blog tomorrow.
Today Word: DEPRIVATION
Today’s Mood: Verging on the grumpy
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