As if having a rather unpleasant cold is not enough, I was walking through the field from work to buy a few assorted fathers day/birthday cards, when two pyschotic birds decided to exhibit some rather disturbing tendencies, such as flying in a circle around me as I walked in ever decreasing circles.  After a while of this they started to charge at me, pulling up at the last second.  I got so flummoxed I actually broke into a girlish run, crying like Gordon Brown must have on learning of yet another data scandal.

Last night qualifies as one of the worst nights viewings I have ever seen.  Firstly, The Apprentice, which I got into only last week and now will not be getting into next year, following the massively patronising way the producers spoon-feed information and attempted subterfuge into what was essentially a ten minute board meeting.  Arse.  I then avoided BB once more (it shall not defeat me) only to return to the TV to watch a hideous Five ‘documentary’ called, with no irony, ‘Most Evil’ in which some sort of alleged ‘Criminal Phychologist’ goes about looking at how ‘evil’ killers are, then putting them onto his ’scale of evil.’  Which is kind of ratings system dependent on seemingly nothing more than how mentally disturbed he thinks you are.  Aweful, sensationalist bilge.

Also, I am sure that I have precisely zero readers in the constituency of Haltemprice and Howden, but if there are, I really hope they punish the arrocance of Shadow Hitler, sorry I mean Home Secretary David Davis in resigning just to have a By-Election so the Tories can show the media just how popular they are.  And don’t for a second think this is about the issues.  Tories don’t care about issues, other than winning the next election.

Well, I have now started my new job, which is, so far, fabbo.  So nice to be in a room full of adults!  Things seem to be going tickety-boo for me at the moment, except for a general tiredness that seems to have seeped through to my very core.

Things have also been improved no end by the current events in America, which I have become obsessed with to the point of lunacy.  Now that Clinton has ended her reign of terror, we can knuckle down to the serious business of watching McCain getting his ass handed to him.

Ellen and I watched the Apprentice for the first time this season last night, and was quite pleasantly surprised by it, despite having been told by all and sundry how addictive it actually is.  We both took an instant dislike to Thatcherite nightmare Lucinda, and enjoyed watching her booted.  Quite looking forward to the final next week now, and will definitely watch it from the start next year.

Anyway, apologies for the lack of posting recently, I will endeavor to rectify that in the coming weeks.  I feel a bit of an overhaul of this site coming on soon too.

I think it says something about what an over opinionated jack-ass I can be that there is nothing I enjoy more than to introduce my friends to things I think they will like. Having recently inflicted the whole of the Babylon 5 oeuvre on my housemate Will (and creating an avid fan) imagine my glee to find out that Ellen has never watched any Buffy at all! Sheer joy and months of reminiscing are coming my way I feel.

I am so monumentally bored at work nowadays, but have found one thing to occupy my day. I have been granted a basic e-mail account that won’t accept attachments, or do such complex tasks as, well, sending mail, but I have started sending myself articles that I wish to read, most of which tend to be analysis and comment of the primaries in America. (Is it just me or does Hillary need taking out and shooting?) So if anyone has any good links to articles that they found interesting, please feel free to point me in the right directions. Anything you send will have quite literally a captive audience.

So it turns out that bloging is something that requires more of me than I’ve had in recent weeks. Never mind.

So I’ve had a few weeks off from work, ostensibly to find work, although that doesn’t seem to have really happened yet. I go back to CPP on monday and there aren’t enough words in any tongue of man to describe the feeling I get from thinking about going back. They say the threshold for a job like this is about 18 months, but I’ve been there nearly two years. Which makes it the longest job I’ve ever had, a depressing enough fact on its own. However, there is a dim light at the end of the tunnel, a free newspaper that operates out of my village is looking for a sub-editor, and I know the graphic designer, so fingers crossed.

As well as this, it now appears that I am entering a relationship for the first time in, well, four years, during which time I have grown very accustomed to my own company, and now I discover that in that time I have developed a whole series of commitment and relationship issues, which i guess I need to sort out. It’s hardly the most traditional start to a relationship, but I’m not gonna say any more than that. It’s early days yet.

So enough of all the personal stuff, since I’ve been off I’ve been able to catch up with a lot of films, as well as get ahead of British TV on a few things. The second series of Dexter is just phenomenal, and the way it plays with conventions in such a playful, sardonic manner is something I’ve not seen before, which is why it baffles me that it has found a home in this country on ITV, the deepest hole of banality outside of Sky TV. For any yanks reading, think if the makers of Fox News decided to make entertainment programs. Yes, that bad. But anyway, it’s an ace show, and mention must also go to the surprisingly good new Terminator show, and the seventh season of Smallville (or the four episodes I have seen at any rate) which looks like it’s going to bee geek heaven with the introduction of Supergirl. The pilot of Bionic Woman was pretty much an Alias rip off, but it has potential, although it looks like the writers strike has effectively ended its run and it wont be picked up again, so it’s hard to see the point in getting too invested in it. And the only decent show this country has produced in years, Skins, is having a fantastic second season.

As for films, No Country For Old Men is every bit a beautiful, desolate and well, Coenesque as its Oscar Haul suggests, Juno is a brilliantly fragile little film with a great ensemble cast (Ellen Page is excellent, but for me film belongs to Michael Cera and Alison Janney) and Cloverfield was just great fun. I could go on, but you know, I have stuff to do.

And now for a plea. I bought a second hand PC from a guy from work, and It’s very nice, but I can’t get any sounds out of the audio sockets. I have tried reinstalling the drivers and searching for updates, but no joy. The guy who sold it said there were no prblems with it before, so I am guessing that maybe a lead got disconnected or something, but I have no idea what I am looking for. Any pointers?

So I will be back, I am not going to promise when, but I promise I will be…

I woke up and felt fine today, went to work and realised that I couldn’t talk. So I came home. I actually then forgot, so when I went to buy some lunch from the shop, I went to the till and tried to engage the shopzombie in conversation, only for none to come out. How embarrassing.

My page count since the last post has not risen, mainly due to a combination of beverages, payday and Duncan taking his computer back upstairs for a while. But I shall attempt to get the ball rolling again over the next few days. Jennie and I were watching a bit of Jeremy Kyle today, and he was proper screaming at some woman that she was a terrible mother. It then seemed to come out that her daughter had been making most of her earlier accusations up, so JK shuttled them all offstage pronto without really resolving anything. But you’ve got to love his interrogation style. If Keifer Sutherland quits 24, they should hire JK. Imagine him screaming ‘Who are you working for!’ at a panel of assembled terrorist leaders, who in turn keep blaming each other for everything that has gone wrong with their plan, and then the show’s security has to pull them apart when it all gets a bit heated.