At last it’s Tuesday and do you know what that means?

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It’s Tuesday…..

Well that fell flat on its arse. After a brief spell working a lot at work (damn those fools, don’t they realise I’m the lord of Leisure and therefore my sheer presence alone should be enough for a high price salary, Aston Martin DB9 and all the funny tasting coffee I could muster?), I feel it necessary to brighten up your lives with tales of the expected.

You see over the past 48 hours, much has been progressing in the world. People are falling in love, one couple in particular are now engaged and congratulations to Glyn and Kelly, yes I have the Tesco Value Brand toaster on standby ready to be deployed at a moment’s notice, you are getting one and that’s final.

Toasters alongside dinner plate sets and glasses are mandatory gifts you see, and I have always made it clear that I get “dibs” on the one that gives the happy couples the toaster. And take great joy as their happiness turns to fear, just in case anyone else has bought them one…. 🙂

In the last 48 hours more progress has been made on plans for going out and about in November, and course paying for it. To that end to make sure I remain financially solvent, I will be spending most of November on call for work, ready to ask “Have you turned it off and on again?” at a moment’s notice, it has become clear that I must work excessively to clear most of the remaining debt that befalls me once more.

Like an uncle who came to stay for Christmas and ends up staying till July, the stench of “not having a pot to p*ss in” lingers on. Some say it’s my own fault and I fully accept that.

You see, I did in fact buy that uber beast of a PC, which so far has managed to laugh at every game on the market with ease at the maximum settings for everything. Even the wonderfully beautiful “Crysis” game, of which the demo is now available to put your machine through its paces ran without a hitch with full everything. Truly, like the Bugatti Veyron that features on Top Gear every week it seems, it’s a wonderful piece of engineering.

But engineering costs and along with costs on the car as it begins to wear out under the sheer strain of my driving, I begin to wonder if I should have done it at all. But of course, one jaunt of TF2 and Bioshock later, and all I think of is “Yes Paul, you hunk of a man who is more deserving of everything in the world ever than Mother Teresa, you’re damn right to have done it.”

So to readdress the balance, I will be working extra. But that doesn’t mean I don’t make time for the fun side of Paul. Oh yes, he’s going to get some. And hopefully go out for fun too…

Wednesday brings a “supper” with spooky people, around a friend’s house who we thought had dropped off the map and gone to live in Poland selling Wood to otters.

But as it turns out, she was having a worse time than the world’s unluckiest person who happened to be condemned to a life on Eastenders while having their testicles ravaged by piranha. Appears an interesting tale is to unfold there, providing of course I don’t get lost on the way. The way I was first told to get there, was to go through someone’s house and then jump two fences so I don’t hold out much hope of actually getting there.

Friday brings around one of my friends from work’s leaving doo-hickey. And for the first time in what seems like centuries, I will be drinking, with not even having to worry about driving home. A nice hotel in Telford awaits me and I can take my leisurely time making my way back unlike the time when I went out in Weston-Super-Mare for something and ended up spending 3 hours weaving around on the M5 heading for what later panned out to be home and I thought I’d get to Alton Towers in no time.

The 14th of November, brings a day of play, with Will Mason, despite the fact the wrestling was missed, I shall be making it for his birthday during the day, and in the evening, A short jaunt to the NIA to see Amy Winehouse live. That is of course, unless she tops herself, in which case the tickets will be worth a small fortune according to a very reliable source. You know who you are.

The 17th of November brings an evening of delight with Glyn and Kelly, which after the news of their engagement, will at least provide a talking point there for 6 minutes.

The end of November brings another jolly in the form of an outing to see the Kaiser Chiefs at the NIA. And of course we all stop at George’s house for tea and crumpets. What a wizzo time we shall have.

So over the next few weeks you can expect an awful lot of writing here, though in drips and drabs because I may not even be here to write, as I defy death itself, laughing in its face as I get phoned up to clear a Terminal Service connection at 1am. Sweet.