Words just fall out

12:15:24 o'clock BST
Feeling Bored
Hearing Bored

I'm bored.

Being unemployed is really boring. Especially when the weather is so crap. Where was our summer? No weeks of sunshine, no high temperatures, just rain, wind and grey days. What a crappy time to be out of work.

I am so bored that I have created a myspace account. I have no idea what you are supposed to do on myspace, but I've done it anyway.

Visit me be clicking here

If you have a myspace thingamyjig, come be my friend!

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17:54:32 o'clock BST
Feeling Happy

I have been away for a few days, staying with Mrs Brainwhispers in the Palace of Smiles.

That's her house, “the Palace of Smiles”. Mine is Castle Brainwhispers, hers is The Palace of Smiles.

Got a problem with that?

We celebrated an anniversary over the weekend. It has been a year since our very first date.

Some of you know Mrs Brainwhispers very well, but for those that are not familiar with who she is I shall tell you.

Mrs Brainwhispers is AOL journal lovely “sarajanesmiles”.

She was a reader of my journal and I was a reader of hers. Over time we grew fond of each other, both being shy and having poor self esteem it took a while for us to pluck up the courage to meet.

I remember the day we first met in person like it was yesterday. I had to meet her at the bus station so I arrived about 30 minutes early. This way I could sit around the corner and try to stay calm.

She texted me when she arrived, my heart was pounding as I walked the short distance into the bus station to find her. I spotted her sitting on a bench and then my brain seemed to stop working. I just stood their staring at her with a big grin on my face.

We had a wonderful weekend together. We ate strawberries by the lake, walked in the park and cuddled up on a bench. I knew I was in love with her. Looking into her beautiful eyes made my heart miss a beat. Every time we looked at each other I got butterflies in my stomach.

She was the one. She will always be the one.

After that first weekend was over, as she was getting on the bus to go home, we hugged, kissed and she looked right into my eyes and said “You do know I love you don't you”

She then got on the bus, leaving me in tears in the middle of a busy bus station.

From that moment on I was in love with the most beautiful, most kind, most caring woman in the world.

I have deleted most of my old journal entries and have them archived on my computer. This is the poem I posted after our first weekend.

She’s not there.

She's not there

Not anymore

Not hugging me so tight

All alone

Here I sit

No-one to hug me late at night

She's not there

On my sofa

As pretty as can be

Here I sit

Alone again

Wishing her hugging me

She's not there

In my bed

Cuddling me as I sleep

There I lie

All alone

A tear becomes a weep

She's not there

When I wake

Or when I take a walk

She's not there

To hold my hand

Or listen when I talk

But she's here

With me now

In my heart

My soul

My mind

Memories fresh

My sweet Princess

Not a better love I'd find.

 

Since then she has been to stay with me countless times. I have been to hers, met her Mum, her dog Buddy (he loves my leg), and her son Jason. Jason is Autistic. Jason is a chatterbox. Jason loves magic stars, chocolate buttons and Rocky Balboa. Jason thinks I am soft and pretty. Jason is my friend.

Sara is Jason's Mum.

Sara is my girlfriend

She is the woman I love, the woman I feel I have known all my life. The one who I can cuddle up to on the sofa and fall asleep with. The one I spend hours talking to on the phone. The one.

I love you Sara. Happy hunnyversary.

xxx

Ps I expect she'll leave a lovely comment on this entry. She is all about the romance.

:o)

 

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21:01:56 o'clock BST

Well on Monday I was made redundant as the company folded.

Then Tuesday I sat on my arse all day watching TV and kind of looked at jobs online.

Wednesday I pretty much did the same, except I re-wrote my CV and bought a few shirts.

Then Thursday I went for a walk as the sun came out. I watched more TV to.

And today I have been for a walk, sat in the park and read the paper, bought more shirts, some socks and some nice underpants. I watched a bit of the Olympics and dozed off on the sofa also.

Thats been my week really. Nothing much else happened of any interest.

I did get a phone call on Wednesday evening from an old boss who offered me a job. Its to help his company try and win a big contract for more work. Its only temporary. I start on Monday.

Quite a boring week really.

 

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18:30:45 o'clock BST

Well I am once again unemployed.

After a weeks holiday I got a phone call today telling me that the company has gone bust. It closed its doors this morning.

Unlike the last time I was made redundant I wont get any payout as I hadnt been there long enough. This means that I cant spend the next few months going on walks, taking photos and writing pleasant journal entries and short stories.

So back to the Job centre I go.

I hate work!

I had only just redesigned the companies website. Something which I learned how to do from scratch (with help from fellow journal pal Lynbo) and then spent the next few weekends and evenings working on. I'm not bitter though. I like learning new things and keeping busy.

You can visit the website here.

www.cpe-ltd.co.uk

Now I no longer work there I dont have to worry about one of you nutters phoning me up or stalking me! :o)

Onwards and upwards, as they say.

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17:47:57 o'clock BST

Ello

Mrs Brainwhispers is pestering me to write a journal entry.

I have no idea what to write so I just thought I'd start typing and see what happens.

::pauses to drink some tea::

It has been a good week here. Mrs B has stayed all week and we have done lots of things. We went for walks at the seaside, walks in the woods, sat by the lake and cuddled, ate lots of food and drank more tea than is possible to drink.

I just typed something here that Mrs B was shocked at!

I deleted it.

:o)

She knows what it was.

oh....look

Marmite Cheddar bites.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

If Marmite was an actual living breathing entity, its socks would taste like Marmite Cheddar bites.

Yes they are that nice.

My own socks dont taste half as nice. Nor do Mrs B's. Her socks taste like raspberry and beef pie.

Talking of raspberry. We had some Del Monte Rasberry iced lollies earlier. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

They dont taste as good as Marmite Cheddar bites though.

Mrs B had the idea that we should try freezing some Marmite Cheddar bites onto matchsticks and having them as lollies.

She is funny.

Then she said that maybe freezing some Tea onto a biro to have as a lollly would be nice too.

She has just taken her medication so she wont be having ideas like that anymore...well not till later anyway.

This is a photo of me from Mondays trip to the coast.

As you can see, I am entertaining a koala bear that lives on my head.

I am kind of growing my hair longer at the moment and it being so windy on Monday it got rather messy.

Oi! stop that Mrs B!!!!

She was poking me as I typed.

 

Oh, forgot to tell you.

The other week we saw a crop circle. One of those really fancy ones. I tried to take a photo with my phones camera and this was the best I could manage. We were sitting at the back of a bus at the time.

Well I could waffle on about not much in particular for ages but I think I'll end this now. I want to go blow my nose and finish drinking my tea.

 

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11:25:20 o'clock BST
Feeling Blissful

In my last entry I mentioned that I had been on a few walks recently and had taken some photographs.

Well here they are with a few extra added.

I have taken some time off of work and am entertaining Mrs B for the entire week. Yesterday I took her to the coast on the choo choo. It was very windy, not just from me. We ate chips, hotdogs, cheeseburgers, crisps, ice-creams, sweets, chicken burgers and more chips. We had a jolly good day being fat lazy people that walk on the beach and paddle in the marina.

Yes.

Some things that happened.

A man in a wheelchair decided to ram Sara!

A woman in a wheelchair decided to ram the man in the wheelchair.

We had to get 2 trains there, but only one train back.

The second train of the journey there only had 2 carriages and was full of stinky annoying shouty screaming teenage girls. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

If you are a muslim woman, whats the point of going to the beach? But they do, and they seem to enjoy themselves...although you cant see them smiling!

Kids in Aquariums enjoy tapping on the glass even though it says "Do not tap on glass"

We had such a good time, neither of us had been to the coast for years (14 years for me). If the weather is nice, we may go back later in the week. I think rain is forecast until Friday so we shall see. We may be back paddling on Friday afternoon stuffing our faces with ice cream on chips.

:o)

 

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17:45:22 o'clock BST
Feeling Chillin'
Hearing The fan gently wafting a breeze around the room

I havent written in my journal for ages so I thought I'd do a quick entry just to let you know I am fine.

I have managed to get out for a couple of walks recently. I'll include some photo at a later date.

Me and Mrs B went to a street festival in my town a few weeks back so I thought I'd include a few pics of that.

They had people dressing funny.

Some funny looking animals

A dog with a funny ear.

 

and Mrs B looking pretty. xxx

This is a fish I filmed.

His name is Bubba Morris.

:o)

He was having a gulp or two of air whilst hiding in the weeds.

My dinner is ready. I must go.

 

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16:36:01 o'clock BST
Feeling Loopy

Why British people don't go into space...

 

 

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14:30:25 o'clock BST
Feeling Cheerful
Hearing I'm not listening to music, why do you always ask. Stop it, stop it now!

So a few weeks ago, I took Mrs Brainwhispers to Bath for the day. Its one of our best Cities. If you have never been I suggest you go. Lots of really cool buildings, the Roman Baths, which we didnt go in as it was uber-busy, nice parks, cool shops and coffee ;o)

I cant be bothered to write anything else. I have been decorating this morning and I ache. I think I shall lie down for a while.

 

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20:00:31 o'clock BST
Feeling Happy

Just where the bloody hell do all these spoons come from that keep appearing in my kitchen sink??

I washed 8 tea spoons earlier. 8???

Eight!!!

I live alone, how can I have 8 dirty tea spoons?

And where do all the bloody dirty dishes come from?

I only washed up on Friday.

It's a mystery.

And what is that white fluff floating in the gravy pan that's on top of the oven. When I made the gravy a week ago for Mrs Brainwhispers there wasnt any fluffy white stuff in it.

What is it?

Where did it come from?

I think someone has been in my house messing me about!

Thats what it must be.

That will explain that strange brown mark running down the inside of the toilet bowl too.

Too far? ok, sorry.

:o)

 

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