Andy's Space

Ok. Its now been 12 days since I last put anything on here.

 

Well. I managed to get enough money together to insure my car for yet another year so I guess thats a plus. Didn't cost as much as I was expecting. Had lots left over so went into town and did some retail therapy (New jacket, shirt, jumper and shoes at a total cost of £300. Expensive but nice. Not bought any new clothe's for a good while)  :)

 

Not really done much except going out for drives to stop me going mad from boredom. My 29th Birthday came and went (Countdown to 30 now  ) 

 

Went out Monday 12th Dec (See pics) into Hanley. Last time I was in Hanley for the night it was Halloween 05. Basically same shit, different night. Not much had changed. Met a few people and had a good laugh.

Got a little puzzled when to young(ish) girls came up to us while waiting to get into Liquid and asked me if I accepted NUS cards . I was like "Meh ???". Apparently they had thought we were the local thuggery that parade through the towns nightclubs and pubs at night and call themselves doormen or the correct term is Building Security Operative (Basically. Someone who's attended the £80 course at Newcastle Under Lyme Collage which lasts 2 weeks and anyone with the intelligence equal to that of a Peanut could pass) After a bit of banter to pass the time while waiting. 2 of the local thuggery came to open the entrance to Liquid. Just before going to the bar for yet anothet double Smirnoff and Aftershock (We'd been waiting outside for 30mins and was cold  ) We were stopped by another of the nightclubs thuggery and said to us "Are you working here tonight lads". Again I was like "Meh ???". Then it clicked. These numpties didn't even know who they worked with. Anyone could have gotten passed them (Actually it looked like anyone was getting passed them). Very secure.

Anyway. We finally got to the bar and got some drinks in.

Rest of the night was spent generally messing about and having a laugh. Some good music was being played in Liquid 2 so we decided to go in there for a bit and then off back to the centre part of Liquid for and hour of dancing. Another 4 double Smirnoff and Aftershock's later and it was 2:30am. We decided to walk home (along with a little staggering/falling into puddles) while eating a cheeseburger and chips from one of the local take away's (It looked like a burger anyway and I couldn't be bothered to check. All that vodka and Aftershock had made me hungry). We managed to make it home even after Paul decided to try and climb up a bank to go around a large puddle of water that was blocking our way onto the estate. I say 'try' as he ended up falling back down and landed face first into said puddle. Me..I decided to walk straight through the puddle. Needed the toilet and couldn't be bothered to mess about.

Woke up Tuesday at about 3pm and god I'd got a headache and also a big bruise on my forehead. I'm assuming the bruise is down to me hitting my head on the toilet seat a few times in the night. The more I think about it. The more I'm convincing myself that there was more than ground beef and cheese on that burger. Deffo couldn't have been the drink that disagreed with me

 

 

 

Today (13th Dec) I had to go back to the doctors to see if I could go back to work after being off for the last 4 weeks (see previous enteries). Really wanted to go back work cos I was going out of my mind staying at home. Doctor checked my blood pressure and a few other things. Then said he was putting me off for another 6 weeks !!!!

Told him I wanted to go back as I'd had enough. Heads still not right but at least I'll have something to concentrate on to take my mind off things that have happened over the last month.

 

 

Oh well. Soon be Christmas

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well. Not much to say really.

 

Went tot he Doctors and he put me off work for 4 weeks due to stress/nerves.

 

Me and Lesley ended up splitting up on the 19th Nov. I was feeling upset over that weekend as it was getting close to my grans funeral. Lesley didn't seem to be in a good mood with me since picking her up from her friends on the Saturday night. We hardly spoke at all through Sunday. We went around the local car boot sale in Stafford in the morning and then Lesley wanted me to take her into town to get some things. We got back home and Lesley went onto her computer for most of the afternoon. I was told to put some shelves up on her wall and while doing it, I was getting a little flack. Decided to leave it and Lesley then told me to leave.

I got home and a few hours later I'd got a message on Yahoo saying that we were over.

 

The following Monday and Tuesday are a bit of a blur. Spent some time in the pub and can't remember much else (Oh yeah. Got some hassle from Lesley on Yahoo).

 

Wednesday was my gran's funeral. Had to take my mum and sister in my car. I was fine all morning until we started to drive to the church. While driving, I was having to constantly having to bite my lip to stop me crying out. Didn't do much good really except me ending up with a sore lip. We parked up and as we got out of the car, I saw my grans coffin being taken out of the herse. That was it for me and I broke down. Couldn't go into the church for a few minutes. We went into the church for the service and then out again for the burial (spelling ??). Again I couldn't face seeing it and broke down (Thanks Mum).

After that. We went to the pub for the family get together. Was ok until near the end as the usual ended up happening where 2 of them started arguing (suprise suprise).

After taking my sister and parents home. I went to meet Jenny (collegue from work) at the Plough in Stoke. We had a drink and played a few games of pool which was a good diversion (Thanks Jen  ). Then off home.

 

Next few days was spent messing with my car and going for a walk into town for a look around and a drink.

Went to a house party with Jenny which was different but made a change.

Since then (Tuesday until today) I've mostly been trying to get as much money together as possible ready for my car insurance at the end of the month and to also pay for the speeding fine.

Made a start on putting the last of my old figures onto Ebay which have made me £120 so far which is good and still got more to go on.

 

This Saturday and Monday night will be going out to Newcastle and Hanley. Oh and my birthday's coming up on the 8th (29 Whoopie do)

 

Never thought I'd say it but I can't wait until I start back work. Will give me something to take my mind off everything.

 

Well. Thats all for now. Back to watching Red Dwarf.

 

 

Little update today.

 

Had a phone call about the IVA I'd applied for and it had been accepted (1 thing gone right for me)

Went to register my grans death today. Took us over an hour to find the right building cos everyone we asked gave us different directions (Was in Leek again)

Got upset last night. Lesley started going off at me again because I'd asked her for a bit of help putting her pictures up and to decide where she want them hanging. She was too busy chatting on her pc to help though. I think I must have asked for a bit much. It didn't help and I'd had enough of bottling everything up over the last few days.

Somehow I can't see things lasting between us if things carry on the way they are. I feel like a punchbag/something that a person vents out on. Ah well. Got to go the doc's tomorrow morning. 

 

Lets see what the rest of the week brings

The last couple of days for me have been totally shit from the start. First off I get a phone call at 6:30am on Saturday from my mum to let me know that my gran had died. Was a good job I'd just pulled up at work that morning and wasn't driving. Since then its just been little things that have got to me (eg having cleaned 3 months of dirt out of my cars interior. Lesley has a fag and ash comes back into the car. I flick ash out of my window and it comes straight back in my face. Bloody hurts when it goes in your eye). Rest of it has been hearing the shit from my family about what they want to happen with my gran's burial (spelling ??) when my mother is the one sorting it out. My gran left instructions with her about what she wanted to happen and my mum wants to carry them out. Dad is spending most of his time in the garage and mum taking the flack from everyone which to me is unfair.