Jayne's Blog 2

Hello, again.  Firstly, I want to start by saying a big thank you to everyone who kept me off the cliff edge the last couple of weeks.  You have all been brilliant, and even the smallest of things has meant more than you know.xxx
So, what to talk about tonight?  To rant, or not to rant, that is the question.  Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous nobheads, or to take arms against a sea of wankers, and by slapping, f**k them?  (with sincere a-po-lo-gees to my mate Bill).  Note to English Lit teachers who constantly gave me a “D” for not writing 24 pages of critique like my ginger-haired classmate (and I use the term “mate” in its broadest sense, wanker!) - I remembered most of that quote on my own 20 years later, so balls to you.

Maybe it would be better not to rant tonight?  Instead, I will discuss, briefly, the mantra I have now chosen to foster, adopt, and maybe one day get tattooed on my arse – “Carpe Diem”.  Or in other words, “seize the day”.  And who cares if that’s not the literal translation?  Show me an alive, native Latin speaker, and we’ll talk.  It has come to my attention recently, that no matter how much you relive things in your head, have little conversations with yourself, and many other “I wish I’d done thats”, you cannot turn back time.  Not even Stephen Hawking can do it, and he’s bloody good, so you and me are not going to be able to do it.  So, in a few words, if you want something, go for it.  If you’re not sure, just do it and see what happens.  If you want to get something off your chest, for God’s sake, get it off your chest, or it will sit there like a mucous cough that you can’t bloody shift no matter how hard you try to phlegm it up.  Enough said.

Well, no roadrage today, which was unusual.  David Essex kept me company all the way home with his constant rendition of “Winter’s Tale” (we managed four times and one “Hold Me Close”!).  When I actually got home I looked like a panda who had been run over by a tractor.  Boots, it ain’t waterproof.

Actually ate all my tea, again unusual, followed by an almost full packet of Cadbury’s Crunchie biscuits (not unusual).  It’s not my fault they were on offer in Spar.  Blame Dev.

Hmmmmm, the tiredness of First Day Back at Work is getting to me now, so bye for tonight, blog you tomorrow!x

After re-reading tonight’s blogette, I have decided to rethink the positioning of the “Carpe Diem” tattoo.  On reflection, I think it would be more appropriately placed in a position such as a wrist, where indeed a watch would be (oh, you thicko, you’re thinking of “tempus fugit”, derrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr).  Anyway, the arse tattoo would actually read “No Entry”.  Lol.x