Its sort of shining

Well the weather is trying its hardest to look nice, patches of blue sky which is an improvement over yesterday. As I walked up to the gym it was nice, blue skies and not to cold. The moment I stepped out of the doors it was a complete downpour. I blame the planes that fly ridiculously low. Ok so stockport is basically on the flight path for landing at Manchester Airport. But still, they MUST be triggering the rain.

Last night was nice. I bought me and Jen the 'Louie Theroux' boxset, all the weird weekends or something? really really funny. Last night was the second disk which had Wrestlers, Africa and rappers I think (at that point sleep was demanded). I had never really heard or seen him before, but he amuses. Oh watch the porn star one.

Annnd last night was pancake day, or the whole lent thing if your that way inclined. It was nice, unfortunatly we only had a couple of eggs, well there was three but Jenson ate the one that was past its best before. Funny dog. Amazing how something evil can be cute at the same time. Annnyways. Yes, only managed to make two big ones. And naturally craved sooooo many more afterwards which didn't help. And the flour was off. But we ignore that. The milk wasnt so we were ok.

We filter image emails here. Basically all are external mail is moderated by myself, so anything with an image attached usually is quarentined. Means I get an alert, log in, look at it. If its porn, I yell at people otherwise release it. nine times out of ten its just funny pictures… so I stole them:

Oh and…

That one reminds me of the Molly.

I forgot to mention, the otherday me and Jen we looking at dogs online. Through the RSPCA website, and we found the most awesome dog ever. A blind white one, like a year old called Frosty. He looked amazing and was an instant "awwwww how cute, how much fun would it be teaching a dog to sign". But lame. We can't have him since we haven't moved out yet. Still sad about that, would have been nice. Although I still want my pet wolf.

Back to the realm of work. *Many hugs*

A new first post.

Hello.
I have decided to start over. From scratch. Out with the old ways and in with the new. I stopped updating here last year, partly because a majority of my posts were hidden and viewable by 'family' only people. I did this to protect what I was talking about, namely Jen and what not from the, well, more sinister elements of the past.

So rather than hide everything, I just made my little site on the net that little bit harder to find. New name, new look, no search options and namely no-one can post comments on things unless they are registered. This way I can be free, cut off the past and get on with things.

Now that I have that out of the way, let me present you with my family:

The awesomeness that is Jen and Molly. Or Wog. Jen doesn't have a nickname like that. It would be wrong to call people wog. Dog's are fine however. I've decided this. i.e "Molly-wog the dog of awesomeness".

So yes. My new family. For those that don't know the story. We met in Llandudno at the sticky floor place that is Wetherspoons. I think we pretty much got on really well from there. Then much randomness did in ensue. backwards and forwards from wales to manchester, then Jen coming to wales and such. Needless to say the oil tycoons loved us muchly for are rather shocking amount of petrol we used.

Those are some of the happiest memorys I have. Shooting backwards and forwards, that feeling of butterflys in your tummy as you get closer and when your finally there. It also helped me deal with alot of things, taking my mind off Owen leaving for Sheffield and my slow realisation that Wales? a lovely place to die. I mean that, nothing against it, just well, if your 'over the hill' its an amazing place. If your trying to make your 'mark' on the world, it just.. well… it destroys the soul.

So after seeing each other none stop, and staying at each others lots and lots something needed to be done. I can't remember the exact order but in the space of a few months: stopped at Ormerods due to reasons of mental sanity, Jen stopped at the hospital, went to chester jens birthday, muchly trips to southport and blackpool on the beach, got us the wog which is awesome, bought new car, sold new car, got old car back, lost old car in car-crash, declartion of love made between me and Jen, moved into Jens house, became IT Manager for a firm in Manchester, trying to buy a house, sorting life out, loss of depression.

…I wouldn't change the bad times for anything because without them to good times wouldn't be here. So yes, that was a brief recap. Things between me and Jen are good, we've yet to have a row or full on fight. A few niggly things but nothing to serious on either account which we mutually agreed and we are now looking at buying our first house. A house of awesomeness. A guest room which we've planned to kidnap Owen and place in there, oh and room for Rick on the sofa bed. A room for the molly downstairs in the shower room and pantry. But that should be delt with this week.

Anyways. Out with the old, and in with the new. Life is getting better & good now. I'll still moan however. So no more hiding the posts.

*many many hugs to all*