Monday, February 25, 2008
I can't wait for my next drink, The first one is gonna sink, I'm the last of the big time drinkers.
Just a quickie (I spelled quiche)
My disciplinary hearing today was brilliant! honestly, I don't think I could have come out looking any better, I wouldn't be surprised if I get a knighthood, The bloke isn't pressing charges, he wasn't even supposed to be on our site, he is working on a different contract elsewhere in the building that I was working on a few weeks ago, he's now banned from site, he's been reported to his company, because he's not insured to be on our site. I'm still on a final warning but everyone was on my side, including the builder from the other site who admitted (off record) that the pipe fitter is a twat and would like to hit him himself.
Oh and I can even submit a bill for the time I lost during the disciplinary, although I doubt they will pay it and it may have been said in jest.
I would like to apologise to everyone I snapped at this weekend, I know Saturday's blog made light of it, but I've had it niggling in my head all weekend and on Sunday I was going out of my mind with stress and worry, so I've been a little bit out of character, but I'm glad to say it's over and I had nowt to worry about.
Sorry again folks.
Woggzeh.
My disciplinary hearing today was brilliant! honestly, I don't think I could have come out looking any better, I wouldn't be surprised if I get a knighthood, The bloke isn't pressing charges, he wasn't even supposed to be on our site, he is working on a different contract elsewhere in the building that I was working on a few weeks ago, he's now banned from site, he's been reported to his company, because he's not insured to be on our site. I'm still on a final warning but everyone was on my side, including the builder from the other site who admitted (off record) that the pipe fitter is a twat and would like to hit him himself.
Oh and I can even submit a bill for the time I lost during the disciplinary, although I doubt they will pay it and it may have been said in jest.
I would like to apologise to everyone I snapped at this weekend, I know Saturday's blog made light of it, but I've had it niggling in my head all weekend and on Sunday I was going out of my mind with stress and worry, so I've been a little bit out of character, but I'm glad to say it's over and I had nowt to worry about.
Sorry again folks.
Woggzeh.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Aruba, Jamaica ooo I wanna take ya, Bermuda, Bahama come on pretty mama, Key Largo, Montego baby why don't we go, Jamaica off the Florida keys....
Now then people of the world, I'm a day early this week.
This picture is to prove to you that I do work safely sometimes, please note the Hard hat, high viz vest, safety boots, safety goggles and the safety beard, the tower is erected properly too!
This picture was taken about an hour before my day turned into a nightmare and ended up with me getting a verbal warning, a possible assault charge and a disciplinary hearing on Monday morning. I should explain that this is because the pipe fitter on site had been pissing me off for two days and it all got to me when he slagged off my work and called me a liar so I belted him, repeatedly, I'm not proud of it, but shit happens, it's not my first disciplinary and I doubt it'll be my last.
Changing the tone. I'd like to embed this video, (more for my sake than yours)
It's a piece of music called Recuerdos de la Alhambra (Memoirs of the Alhambra) and I think it is fantastic, the guitar playing is breathtaking and the musician is playing a ten string guitar, which I wasn't aware existed, the tremolo action is mind blowing (also check out in the background some guy tapping his foot like he's at a pop concert), the part that I love is around 1 minute 10 seconds in where the music is.... I can't explain it, it makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, powerful stuff, not as powerful as Chopin (which always gets me blubbing like a little girl) but it is brilliant, there are also videos on Youtube where a woman plays this piece of music, I mean a bloody woman can do it! unbelievable, they'll be allowed to vote next.
Well I think that will do for this week, take care people.
Woggzeh
I don't know why the video has embedded twice, I can't seem to change it either as the coding isn't showing up in the create post page. Sorry peeps.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
We were friends that was as far as it went. I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant, oh it meant nothing to you, 'cos you were so popular.
Now then.
Been a shitty week really, what with the disappointment of Valentines day and all that jazz, I've been at the bottom of a bottle since, attempting to consume as much alcohol as humanly possible and then some.....(before you ask, it's my fault this time and we're still friends)
But I do have something rather amusing to tell you.
I got up the other morning at about 5am to go to work and I couldn't find any pants, it was early and I wanted to still be asleep, I eventually found a pair of boxers and put them on thinking they were a bit tight, then realising that I had managed to get my leg through a hole in them that appeared between the leg holes (the gusset bit? I dunno) effectively looking like I had three leg holes, but I thought fuck it and wore them anyway, then got dressed for work, I get to work, shimmy up the scaffold, over stretch then felt an amazingly cold draft as I realise that my Jeans have split in the same place as my Boxers were split and everything I had tucked into them was now dangling down through the hole, "oh fuck" I cried, "don't look up" I said to my dad, who then immediately looked up and started laughing, I had to gingerly retain my modesty and climb down from the scaffold, I had to go get some duct tape and head off to the toilets and do a rather crude repair job on my jeans, which worked but was extremely uncomfortable for the rest of the day, needless to say the offending articles of clothing were promptly thrown into the bin when I got home, because if I hadn't then I could guarantee you that I'd pick them up again in the future without realising. Which suggests to me that a lesson should be learned from this, if your day goes wrong within minutes of getting up, then I suggest you phone in sick and go back to bed because the day isn't going to get much better.
I've added a link to my link bit on the side because Ed Clews, ( a lad I know from school) is drawing a picture a day for a year, they're quite good so take a butchers.
Just got off the phone to my sister and Abigail (Niece) has started walking unaided so that's good news, she's nearly thirteen months old, so it's about time, I was walking at 11 months, but not everyone is a good as me. Well done Abby, Uncle Wogg is proud of ya.
Been a shitty week really, what with the disappointment of Valentines day and all that jazz, I've been at the bottom of a bottle since, attempting to consume as much alcohol as humanly possible and then some.....(before you ask, it's my fault this time and we're still friends)
But I do have something rather amusing to tell you.
I got up the other morning at about 5am to go to work and I couldn't find any pants, it was early and I wanted to still be asleep, I eventually found a pair of boxers and put them on thinking they were a bit tight, then realising that I had managed to get my leg through a hole in them that appeared between the leg holes (the gusset bit? I dunno) effectively looking like I had three leg holes, but I thought fuck it and wore them anyway, then got dressed for work, I get to work, shimmy up the scaffold, over stretch then felt an amazingly cold draft as I realise that my Jeans have split in the same place as my Boxers were split and everything I had tucked into them was now dangling down through the hole, "oh fuck" I cried, "don't look up" I said to my dad, who then immediately looked up and started laughing, I had to gingerly retain my modesty and climb down from the scaffold, I had to go get some duct tape and head off to the toilets and do a rather crude repair job on my jeans, which worked but was extremely uncomfortable for the rest of the day, needless to say the offending articles of clothing were promptly thrown into the bin when I got home, because if I hadn't then I could guarantee you that I'd pick them up again in the future without realising. Which suggests to me that a lesson should be learned from this, if your day goes wrong within minutes of getting up, then I suggest you phone in sick and go back to bed because the day isn't going to get much better.
I've added a link to my link bit on the side because Ed Clews, ( a lad I know from school) is drawing a picture a day for a year, they're quite good so take a butchers.
Just got off the phone to my sister and Abigail (Niece) has started walking unaided so that's good news, she's nearly thirteen months old, so it's about time, I was walking at 11 months, but not everyone is a good as me. Well done Abby, Uncle Wogg is proud of ya.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
Maybe, maybe it's the clothes we wear, The tasteless bracelets and the dye in our hair, Maybe it's our kookiness.
Happy Sunday blog fans.
Well here we are again, it's Sunday and I have to sit and write this blog before I get complaints, literally one's of people will complain!
Well, it's been one of those weeks where I've not had much to gripe about and it's all been quite good, so I don't know what to tell you, I've just finished a job in Manchester which was ok, it was a library and I've never worked on a library before but a job is the same as any other, I've actually got a picture that my dad took on his phone, but I'll have to post it later, I want it up because it's a two fingered salute to the health and safety brigade who do your fucking nut in sometimes, I'm all for Health and Safety but it's really getting stupid and so, to counter balance the rule makers stupidity, I will also be stupid, actually, I think I'm gonna come off worse there, but we shall see..
I played snooker yesterday with Robin, first time in about a month and it showed! couldn't pot a bloody thing, I still managed to win 1-1 (it's a win to me), I also have a bit of sad news to tell people, (Jof get some tissues) I've sold my baby...yes, my Les Paul has been sold to Robin, I needed some moolah and Robin wanted a guitar, I've got first refusal on it if he decides to get rid, but I don't think he will, he's going to get some lessons and try to bring her to her former glory, which is what I want, I want her to be played and loved, not stuck in a corner (which is the way I've kept her), so hopefully Robin will be the next Collywog of guitars.
Speaking of Robin and Guitars, Matt (Robs flat mate and lover, haha, kidding) bought the game Guitar Hero, where you have to play along to the screen and hit buttons on the guitar controller and flap a paddle like you are strumming, yeah I know what you are thinking because I thought the same thing, but it's actually quite fun, it's pretty tricky but once you get the rhythm right it's pretty good, I totally rocked ''School's out'' but Matt must have been playing it 24/7 because he's fucking amazing at it! knob head!
Got a job at Westmoreland hospital next week, which is cool because it's the same journey as we take to Coniston only when we get to the roundabout at the end of the A65 to join the M6 and go camping, we turn right and go to work, booooo, but it's not far away and we could be there for a while as it's a massive contract.
I missed out on pancake day this week, I was gutted, I didn't even realise it was pancake day until I was eating my tea and watching the local news and they mentioned that pancake races had been cancelled because of health and safety fears, which, I think you'll agree is stupid, but it does round things off nicely for this weeks blog.
No hard hat, no hi viz vest, no tops on the scaffold...I'm a little bugger.
Well here we are again, it's Sunday and I have to sit and write this blog before I get complaints, literally one's of people will complain!
Well, it's been one of those weeks where I've not had much to gripe about and it's all been quite good, so I don't know what to tell you, I've just finished a job in Manchester which was ok, it was a library and I've never worked on a library before but a job is the same as any other, I've actually got a picture that my dad took on his phone, but I'll have to post it later, I want it up because it's a two fingered salute to the health and safety brigade who do your fucking nut in sometimes, I'm all for Health and Safety but it's really getting stupid and so, to counter balance the rule makers stupidity, I will also be stupid, actually, I think I'm gonna come off worse there, but we shall see..
I played snooker yesterday with Robin, first time in about a month and it showed! couldn't pot a bloody thing, I still managed to win 1-1 (it's a win to me), I also have a bit of sad news to tell people, (Jof get some tissues) I've sold my baby...yes, my Les Paul has been sold to Robin, I needed some moolah and Robin wanted a guitar, I've got first refusal on it if he decides to get rid, but I don't think he will, he's going to get some lessons and try to bring her to her former glory, which is what I want, I want her to be played and loved, not stuck in a corner (which is the way I've kept her), so hopefully Robin will be the next Collywog of guitars.
Speaking of Robin and Guitars, Matt (Robs flat mate and lover, haha, kidding) bought the game Guitar Hero, where you have to play along to the screen and hit buttons on the guitar controller and flap a paddle like you are strumming, yeah I know what you are thinking because I thought the same thing, but it's actually quite fun, it's pretty tricky but once you get the rhythm right it's pretty good, I totally rocked ''School's out'' but Matt must have been playing it 24/7 because he's fucking amazing at it! knob head!
Got a job at Westmoreland hospital next week, which is cool because it's the same journey as we take to Coniston only when we get to the roundabout at the end of the A65 to join the M6 and go camping, we turn right and go to work, booooo, but it's not far away and we could be there for a while as it's a massive contract.
I missed out on pancake day this week, I was gutted, I didn't even realise it was pancake day until I was eating my tea and watching the local news and they mentioned that pancake races had been cancelled because of health and safety fears, which, I think you'll agree is stupid, but it does round things off nicely for this weeks blog.
No hard hat, no hi viz vest, no tops on the scaffold...I'm a little bugger.
Monday, February 04, 2008
I'm pushing an elephant up the stairs, I'm tossing up punch lines that were never there, Over my shoulder a piano falls, crashing to the ground.
Now then Blog fans,
I just wanted to apologise for yesterdays blog, I was having a really shitty day and so I got myself really depressed, I'll try not to let it happen again, all is well now, Lee got bitten by a spider in Australia, which probably sounds worse than it is, but, when you live in a sweetshop, you're gonna eat some sweets. (Or something).
Laters.
Woggzeh
Oh yeah, that's what I was gonna say, did anyone, when they were a kid, watch Top Of the Pops with subtitles on, so you could learn the words to the songs?
I was reminded of this the other night when I heard the Elton John song, "Sacrifice", imagine my disappointment when I read that the lyrics go, "cold cold heart", when I'd actually been singing, "co-co-pops"
Catch you next Sunday!
I just wanted to apologise for yesterdays blog, I was having a really shitty day and so I got myself really depressed, I'll try not to let it happen again, all is well now, Lee got bitten by a spider in Australia, which probably sounds worse than it is, but, when you live in a sweetshop, you're gonna eat some sweets. (Or something).
Laters.
Woggzeh
Oh yeah, that's what I was gonna say, did anyone, when they were a kid, watch Top Of the Pops with subtitles on, so you could learn the words to the songs?
I was reminded of this the other night when I heard the Elton John song, "Sacrifice", imagine my disappointment when I read that the lyrics go, "cold cold heart", when I'd actually been singing, "co-co-pops"
Catch you next Sunday!
Sunday, February 03, 2008
She's so lovely, she's so lovely she's so lovely, she's so lovely.
Now then,
I can't be arsed doing an update but the family have come round and I'm almost suicidal with boredom and hatred that I used the excuse 'blog update' to get away from them, I'm not normally a callous hateful, spiteful person, I'm really not, it's just that my family love to remind me what a fucking waste of life I turned out to be, and to be honest, the way things are in my life at the moment, I really don't need the sneering reminder.
So apart from everything being shit, all is good, ha!
I'm working hard, which is fine but we keep turning up to jobs that arn't ready and then the company refuses to pay us for the wasted day which means that I will be taking a trip to Swansea very soon and stabbing the MD! or travel to Leeds to kill his stuck up student daughter, either way, he needs to be taught a lesson. As you can probably tell, I'm not complementary today. I'm being miserable, I'm gonna try change the mood.
I'm sure you would like an update on Kristy, she's great, I have managed to get my messaging her down to a ratio of 500:1 (on a daily basis) but you know me, I could fuck up an omelette, so I'll probably end up with her hating me, but, as it is at the moment, we are messaging a lot and I was even round her place the other day, I met her house mates who are nice, and that was probably the highlight of my week. I'm happy being friends if that's all she wants...but never say never :-)
I really don't know what to write here, I watched Charlie Wilson's War last night and it was ok, a bit slow so it's up to you if you see it.
Woggzeh.
I can't be arsed doing an update but the family have come round and I'm almost suicidal with boredom and hatred that I used the excuse 'blog update' to get away from them, I'm not normally a callous hateful, spiteful person, I'm really not, it's just that my family love to remind me what a fucking waste of life I turned out to be, and to be honest, the way things are in my life at the moment, I really don't need the sneering reminder.
So apart from everything being shit, all is good, ha!
I'm working hard, which is fine but we keep turning up to jobs that arn't ready and then the company refuses to pay us for the wasted day which means that I will be taking a trip to Swansea very soon and stabbing the MD! or travel to Leeds to kill his stuck up student daughter, either way, he needs to be taught a lesson. As you can probably tell, I'm not complementary today. I'm being miserable, I'm gonna try change the mood.
I'm sure you would like an update on Kristy, she's great, I have managed to get my messaging her down to a ratio of 500:1 (on a daily basis) but you know me, I could fuck up an omelette, so I'll probably end up with her hating me, but, as it is at the moment, we are messaging a lot and I was even round her place the other day, I met her house mates who are nice, and that was probably the highlight of my week. I'm happy being friends if that's all she wants...but never say never :-)
I really don't know what to write here, I watched Charlie Wilson's War last night and it was ok, a bit slow so it's up to you if you see it.
Woggzeh.
