Nah way. But today I got my hair cut. Really badly neededbeingdone aswell. You see today was meant to be the dayI changed my life. Get more exercise, get a haircut, practice guitar more, practice drawing more, and collect my wages. Well 2 out of 5 isn't bad. wages and haircut ticked off the list. but what happened to exercise? guitar? drawing? Well in all fairness guitar and illustration can wait till tommorow or the day after. because in essence it conficts with my exercise, because what do you do to draw and play guitar. mostly sit down, unless ou have some immense talent at drawing standin up!? Either way I figured I'm going to have to practice illustration and guitar when I don't need to exercise. As in night time or during lunch etc. that way I can focus my exercise to a morning activity and maybe an afternoon one aswell.

so thats all sorted. In other news. Today was meant to be my day off! but alas (during my hair-cut) i got a phone call from work, asking if I could cover a shift, I foolishly agreed, and so now I will be working 7 days straight with some pretty punishing hours, and no doubt for next weeks rota I'm going to be working all the time thanks to two people taking their holiday! EFFORT!

In other, other news. Against my better judgement I have purchased the Need For Speed: Shift. I got the demo the other day and found it to be utter rubbish. But I have some strange urge to play the game more and delve deeper, so I'm hoping with the full retail version I can unleash whatever goodness the game holds. If not then its a quick and I guess fun distraction when theres nothing to do. Plus in my view its a better game than undercover and has more cars, plus I don't think I'll be that dissapointed with it. I'm looking forward to purchasing my Rx7 and making it look very pretty and also tuning it to pure excellance and then beating rubbish cars, and then posting videos and pictures of it. lool. Probably expect some images of it to come along at some point.

But right. This enough of my million word essay I seem to type everytime I blog.

bye,

Jamie