#364: Osmosis Goodness.

I'll be the first to admit that I'm not a very considerate person. At all.

Despite the best of intentions and conditionings, my first (and often also second and third) instincts are very rarely to think of the other person.

The ambition within me wants to become that generous soul, but the innateness just follows more along the lines of, "How can I turn and take this situation to my benefit?"

I've found what I've done instead is that I've somehow surrounded myself with inherently "good" people.

All the people closest to me have this ability to share that I constantly have to be reminded of.

They inspire me.

Either that or it's just another way for me to feed off of a purer being's generosity.


Whatever the case, I'm thankful to be in their presence.

#363: Rectal Bulimia...

...is a warm banana smoothie before bed and a freshly stocked supply of loo roll in the bathroom.

This could be my magic solution to get rid of this "holiday belly" that I seem to have accumulated over the past month. Or two.

I'm gonna be bigger than that Atkins guy!


...might need to think of a catchier name though.


PROTIP: Warm the milk first, THEN blend it with the untouched bananas. Unless you like your bananas a gooey brown mush.

#362: Colourblind.

It was 3:15pm when I looked up into the sky and all I saw was, gray.

It was 4:00pm when I looked up into the sky and all I saw was, smokey dark gray.

Ir was 8:00pm when I looked up into the sky and all I saw was, smokey orangey dark gray.

Dear Santa 2011, I want my blue skies back.

#361: People. Urgh.

If I can go through life without having to walk through another Bank Holiday Sale again.

I will call that a win.

...though I have a feeling this one aspiration is gonna end in tears.

#360: FutureMe.org

Five years ago, I started using this website to send a bunch of time-delayed emails to myself.

27 minutes ago, I got this one:

Man, the young and stupid me was a such a sap. (O.=)

#359: Pop.

So. Much. Food.

Can. Not. Move.

Save. Yourselves.

Leave. Me.

With. My. Cake.

#358: And So, The Wii-fest Begins.

We might have started a new family tradition on the Lee side...

Surfing mooses with our bums.

#357: I Use What's Given To Me.

My Dad bought the VW Touran in 2004.

Somewhere left or right of 2007 he gave it to my Uncle with around 30,000 miles on the clock.

In the three or four years since my Uncle had the car, he put an extra 3000 miles on the clock (Some advanced mathematical equations tell me that averages around 1000 miles a year).

They lent the car to me last Thursday with about 33000 miles on a six year old car.

In the one week since taking over the keys, I've brought the meter up to 34082 miles.

#356: Weapons of Sprouty Destruction.

As the rest of my family found out tonite... brussel sprouts sure is potent stuff.

I might actually be the cause of the sudden meltage of all that snow.

Heathrow should send me a medal or something.

#355: Straight Up.

My girlfriend is in town... and she's gonna cook me lunch tmw! (^_^)

#354: Submit To The Id.

Thinking about it, all my best decisions and outcomes have been the ones where I acted on impulse.

All my disappointments (and in a previous life, my regrets) have come from the moments where I hesitated or second-guessed myself.

"Trust me, I know what I'm doing..." =P

#353: μ ≈ 0.5

In the past three days in the middle of the coldest and harshest winter Britain has known for the past 30years, I've driven a total of 627.2miles.

That's four trips to the airport and two trips between London and Ipswich.

In a car with a busted traction control.

Some tips for driving on ice:
- Look at where you want your car to be, not where your car is heading.
- Brake early, much earlier than you might expect. However early you might think that might be, brake earlier than that.
- Never, ever assume that the other drivers on the road are in complete control of their own cars.
- Above all, keep everything smooth and progressive. Absolutely No. Sudden. Movements.

It's brilliant! I'm loving it! \(^.^)/

#352: The Kitchen of The Man.

Sometimes when general stock is low, we improvise with what we can find.

When we improvise, we sometimes stumble upon something magical.

Smelly cheese on shredded carrots on whole wheat toast.

However magic alone is not always enough. Raw power is always better tempered with a little refinement.

Sometimes, all it takes is a little flash.

Don't knock it till you try it. (^_^)

#351: Staying Power.

I've realised that if I actually got around to implementing all the little ideas I come up with while in the shower, I'd have a pretty solid and steady source of income flowing in right now...

If only I had the ability to sit down with a non-wondering mind for longer than 10minutes at a time...

Damn you MTV!

*goes to put more fish in the diet*

#350: This Is Art?

Pure inanity this time.

Credit goes to this guy: http://www.facebook.com/alexandre.oudin

#349: Des Driver.

So my dad leaves for America this Saturday, Terminal 3.

My marshmallow arrives next Tuesday, Terminal 5.

My cousins girlfriend arrives next Wednesday, Terminal 3.

My aunt, uncle and pretty much entire family leaves next Thursday, Terminal 3.

My sister arrives later that same day, Terminal 4.

My dad comes back from America the week after that, Terminal 3.

This is probably the most times I've ever been to an airport in one week without actually going anywhere. (O_o)

#348: Levelling Up.

Photography classes and cooking classes.

Two things that I would love to do, but for some reason only remember to remind myself about when I'm in the shower.

#347: Blotchy.

When I write with a pencil, my handwriting is lovely and flowy... artistic almost.

But when I pickup a pen to write, it turns into some kinda horrifying psycho-scrawl...

Some people are gonna get some manic-sounding Christmas cards this year.

#346: Beep Beep.

I'm sure I'm not the only one who does this.

When driving on the motorway, I'll sometimes come across a car that's doing the same pace I am - and we end up cruising past the masses together.

Occasionally they'll take the lead, occasionally I'll take the lead.

We'll dance around the lanes together, warn each other of impending danger, but whare we're really doing is giving each other a respite from the monotony of long-distance driving.

Motorway buddies, I think it's called.

It's a beautiful thing, to be able to form an unspoken and unseen connection at 95 70mph and yet have total understanding for that stretch of road.

And then all it takes is a junction...

And they're gone.

#345: Checklists Galore.

How is it that I'm somehow busier when I'm jobless than when I am gainfully employed???

This is most baffling.

I am befuddled.

Doink.

(o.O)

#344: Arbitrariness.

So here's an odd dilemma.

On the one hand, I've been saying that I'll be leaving in January...

On the other hand, I've got options to go snowboarding with my cousin, and storm around the Autobahn and tackle the Nurburgring with my Uncle.

In February.

#343: Time Travel.

What?

I thought today was Wednesday?!?!!?!?!?!?!?

#342: Backlogs.

In what could be seen both ways as either an entirely wasted day or a highly productive one - I uploaded, tagged and captionated eleven albums onto my facebook today; around three months worth of pics.

A natural consequence for constantly putting the sorting of pics in my "I'll do it later..." pile.

Listen and learn kids! Don't put off for tmw what you can spend a few moments doing today!

...I've still got three more albums and about 600-odd pics to sort through... (¬_¬)

#341: Bloat.

Gargh!

My rotundness returns...

England has done it again.

(¬_¬)

#340: Yup, This Would Be A Blank.

Three hundred and forty days straight!

#339: You Big Meteorological Tease.

Gargh!

Where's all the snow gone?

What happened to my white Christmas?!

Humbugs!

#338: I am Male. I am An Adult.

I also have the Coolest. Phone Case. Ever.

Worrrd.

#337: Oldies But Goodies.

How is it that both my 7yr old laptop and 10yr old desktop PC are still both able to chug along with nary a grumble...

But my 1yr old netbook is the one that decides to shutdown down with a bunch of bad sectors on it's hard drive total hard disk failure???

#336: Trudge. Trudge.

Sounds like I'm one of the few people over 12yrs old who's actually loving the snow.

But man, I miss never being more than 100m away from a 7-11 in any direction.

*puts on snow boots*

#335: In The Shadow of Darkness.

For something that grows underground and then yanked out via their hair, carrots sure are a cheerful colour.

*inspirational* =D

#334: For The Greater Good.

Parents!

If you absolutely must bring a baby into the economy section of a packed overnight long-haul flight...

Do your part for World Peace;

Give the baby a tranquiliser.




Seriously, 290 people mentally wishing, "Shut Up. Shut Up. Shut Up..." upon one lil kid is gonna end up stunting it's growth or something.