Route planners
Just been looking at the map and trying to judge if the guff that the
AA routeplanner has come out with is sensible or not. It seems to be, sadly. I do so love to call things like that stupid.
"Why the hell would you go
that way? STUPID website/program".
It appears that it is 212 miles from my house to the camp-site, the AA think that it will take me 4 hrs 59 minutes to get there (
Google maps predicts 4hr 54).
Pffft.
Is it just me? Or does everyone see the times they give you as a challenge? If it takes me more than 4 hours (especially if I leave at 5, as is the current estimate) then I will be seriously pissed off. Admittedly, nearly half of the route is on A roads, but I'm sure that most of it is dual carriageway from memory.
5 hours my left nut. Not if I have anything to do with it. We'll have to see if I get a souvenir speed ticket to bring back with me. I am recently devoid of speeding points, so I have room for a bit of right foot action.
Zooooooooooom.
Lots of crap
Lots of crap
Originally uploaded by Brock.
I am getting ready to go camping in Cornwall tomorrow morning. I want to leave at about 5 at the latest (probably earlier) so that I can have a nice drive down there. I am going on my own, so the idea of sitting in traffic jams (it's Bank Holiday weekend) with no one to talk to will send me skewy. And I want to make the best of my holiday and all that.
Besides, with the current weather situation, I may need as long as possible at the camp-site to get a dry window to pitch the tent. So far today it has been alternately sunny, cloudy, high winds and piss wet.
So. Pretty encouraging so far, then.
I don't care, I have enough food (I intend to buy stuff to cook there to replace it if I see something nice, but don't have to) so won't starve, I have plenty of clothes and books so won't be cold or bored. I have waterproofs (and a fucking stupid hat, I may let you lot see it, you never know) so that I can wander the cliff paths and countryside whatever the weather.
I am prepared.
Oh, and I have a bottle of Jim Beam, a crate of John Smiths bitter and a box of wine, so even if it's shit, I won't care, or probably even notice.
See you all in a week or so.
Disappointment
The definition thereof:
Think to self "Oooh, I know what I fancy..."
Walk to fridge.
Rummage in freezer compartment for ice cube bags thingy.
Get glass out of cupboard.
Put ice cubes in the glass.
Walk to the cupboard.
Open cupboard.
Then remember that you didn't actually
buy any vodka when you went to the shop the other day.
Say "Arse" to self.
Watch ice cubes slowly melt in isolation in the glass, for perhaps a bit longer than is, strictly speaking, necessary.
Detect strange feeling, bordering on yearning.
Feel bottom lip start to gently protrude, then start quivering.
Stomp out of kitchen.
Procrastinating
Hmmmm. I am posting again, and it is all for one reason.
I have things I need to do.
Namely, sort out my CV and get myself a job. I have decided to jack the one in that I have now. I had a bit of a 'discussion' the other day about when they were going to pay me the extra cash they have been promising me for the last 2 years. They couldn't commit to a definite date any time in the next 6 months. I know the company is still starting, and is struggling for cash flow, and I have been all very understanding for a while now.
I just don't give a fuck any more. It's not my problem, and I am tired of being skint.
So, I am looking to change. I am also looking to move. For various reasons, I have decided that my next job will be out of the country. I am currently mailing any of my contacts from afar to see if they have any smart ideas or leads that could be of use. I also need a CV sorted.
If anyone has any ideas, let me know. I have a Mechanical and Vehicle Engineering Degree, 2 1/2 years experience of running an aircraft engine production department, 15 years experience in Motor Racing... The list goes on.
Let me know, you lot, if you suddenly remember that small ad you saw last week for someone that could even vaguely hit that description. I am also prepared to work in a bar, or work on road cars if it gets me out of this fucking country any time soon. Also, if anyone has any spare work visas, feel free to drop them in the post.
Ideas gratefully received. Job offers even greaterly receiveder. Or something...
Cling film
Ok, answer honestly.
Has anyone
ever finished a roll of cling film? Or do you all get to about halfway through and it changes to that bit where it tears away from one of the edges and you just end up with a really long, narrow bit that is no fucking use to anyone. No matter how many time I unpick it and try and sort it, it always does it again.
Fucking things.
I ended up (again) smashing the shit out of it and stamping on it, throwing the rest in the bin.
Bastard thing.
It pissed me off, can you tell?
Expanding the intellect
I am going on Holiday soon. I am going camping in Cornwall on my own, and am looking forward to a very relaxing time. I intend to do very little, mainly wandering about on the cliff paths and hills and finding a nice pub for lunch, then wandering back and cooking myself a nice little dinner and knocking the tops off a few.
I envisage a gently sozzled Brock lying contentedly on his sleeping bag and being thoroughly anti-social.
I also plan to spend a fair amount of time sitting about reading books, some from my past (I am trying to get my Hitchhikers guide series in one place) and some I haven't read yet. As part of this, I went to Amazon.co.uk to buy a load of books that I have been meaning to read - mainly some that I have been meaning to read for a while. Unfortunately, I got bored of reading all the descriptions (it's just not the
same as reading the jacket and flicking through a few pages, is it?) so I just ordered about 6 books written by Chris Ryan, as I have a few of his, and decided to buy the rest being as they were all 50p or so from the second hand section.
Bad mistake.
But how was I to know? Where did it say that three of them were part of his series he wrote for kids?
For fucks sake.
I am torn between reading them anyway, being as I have bought the bloody things, and the fact that they are KIDS BOOKS! Still, people read Harry Potter, I guess. Maybe I'll try one if I run out of stuff to read after I get back.
Must learn not to be bored when shopping. At least I didn't blow a load of money on them, I suppose.
