I'm no techno phobe, don't get me wrong, but neither am I the sort of person to vent ones spleen whole heartedly for the world to poke with a stick. Someone once said " theres only one thing worse than being alone, and thats being alone in a room full of people". When you think you know how this feels, you know life ain't too great.

 

It just seems that I've become forgetable to some of my friends and in some cases near enough invisible. Having a birthday is great, or should be. When this most auspicious of occasions occured I happened to be round at a friends house, sat in the front room and lounging rather comfortably on a sofa when the hostess disappeared into the kitchen to check on cookies being baked. This is fair enough, as I happen to be rather partial to the occasional cookie, among other foodstuffs. It was when everybody else followed that I became slightly bemused, and when no one seemed to notice that I hadn't followed I became fully bemused and wondered if anyone would notice if I left to go to the shop and remarked upon this thought to the Great Maker Of Cookies.

   Having managed to put all this to one side quite easily life continued.. As I have mentioned in my profile I occasionaly indulge in role-playing of the d&d variety, as do my close friends. So, when one of my friends anounced he was taking part in a game " oh goody" thought I, something to stimulate the grey matter a little, but alas it was not to be as no one asked me to take part. Another game reared it's ugly little head and " oh goody!!" thought I once more, but again overlooked and forgotten. Not being to bothered I manage to put these to one side and carry one as usual. And then a few weeks ago I was watching Late Night Raw WWe wrestling at the aforementioned friends house, and all in all it was an enjoyable night. But it was only the next week when my friend proceeded to explain what had happened while I was there the week before. Un-smegging-believable. And then to cap it all, this weekend past, another game reared its ugly little head. I had been round at my friends house on the Saturday, watching Smackdown as has become the habit of late, my friend leaves for a d&d game ( one of the ones I'm obviously not good enough for). I then leave and go home before he returns, having worked during the day I needed a shower and sleep. I return the next day as predictably as the sun rising. Only to be told when I arrive that he is about to leave in a short time for this game, having not even mentioned it the day before. So, in a sort of semi-dazed state ( the pissed-offness arrives the next day) I drive my friend and two other friends to the game, being the thoroughly decent bloke I am.

 

Wow. Think I really needed to do that. Spleen vented. Don't expect anything too glamerous from this blog. Not sure what I'll do with it yet.