I quite liked the marathon stories they used to publish on RW but, apart from that, reading about other people's running is probably top of my list of things I don't want to do.
The threads where people join up and 'chat' make sense. Someone using the forum as a blog/diary makes less sense and seems like a service they should pay for.
Remember in the old days if someone read your diary you'd be livid, now if no-one does, you'll be livid... I always skip the RW articles about those runners who do things like the atacama or the afghanistan 10. Too much money, no kids no partner, self indulgent. Much prefer the true to life, stuck behind a tractor on some b road, arrived late, had to change in the back of the corsa and crap behind a tree but still ran a pb type of story.
Why do people come on here and start blogging? I really don't get why they just don't buy a diary and avoid clogging up the forums with all the me me me crap.
I'm just back from having an Endoscopic Ultrasound. I must have been really bored. It was fun.
As for reading diaries. When clearing my mother's house I found one belonging to my sister. I read the first bit which started with, '(name of girl rival) is a total bitch'. And stopped about ten words later when she started to elaborate what she got up to with some guy.
Needless to say, next time we met, I held up the diary for her to see.
The shock horror look of recognition was a sight to behold. The fire we made of it wasn't bad either.
Honestly. I read no more than that. Some things are not for the eyes of others.
I don't know what your actual name is but since you come in every day and don't bother to say "good morning", even to the person you are sitting right next to, I think I will call you "Arsehole". Seems appropriate enough...
Can someone please add an extra day to this week for me. Everyone else can have the standard 7, but I need another when time stands still for everyone else, where I can catch up on all this shit before I unravel.
Not that I condone regular incidences of failing to fully evacuate. That shit (failure to fully shit) can cause serious health issues that mess your shit up.
In a very weird coinkidink, I've actually just dropped the kids off at the pool. It was one of those reeeeally satisfying events that brighten your day.
Haha, thanks for the giggle everyone. VDOT, I assure you, it is not at all intriguing and actually rather dull, but the following exchange did make me laugh.
It used to be a couple of tyres up on the curb, now it's the whole bloody car. The pavement is not a parking space. And hazard lights are not "stop wherever the fuck you like" lights. And for morning commuters, traffic lights are not discretional before 7am.
It used to be a couple of tyres up on the curb, now it's the whole bloody car. The pavement is not a parking space. And hazard lights are not "stop wherever the fuck you like" lights. And for morning commuters, traffic lights are not discretional before 7am.
Happens where I live. I once saw a van drive up the pavement to overtake a bus
It used to be a couple of tyres up on the curb, now it's the whole bloody car. The pavement is not a parking space. And hazard lights are not "stop wherever the fuck you like" lights. And for morning commuters, traffic lights are not discretional before 7am.
Happens where I live. I once saw a van drive up the pavement to overtake a bus
Bring back public floggings.. Such shameful behaviour
I know you have your detractors, and I know there are a lot of people who use you for Bad Things, but today (well, yesterday actually), I love you almost as much as I love my children.
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I quite liked the marathon stories they used to publish on RW but, apart from that, reading about other people's running is probably top of my list of things I don't want to do.
Oh and good morning all !
Stop trying to have a conversation with me before I've had my second mug of coffee
Remember in the old days if someone read your diary you'd be livid, now if no-one does, you'll be livid...
I always skip the RW articles about those runners who do things like the atacama or the afghanistan 10. Too much money, no kids no partner, self indulgent.
Much prefer the true to life, stuck behind a tractor on some b road, arrived late, had to change in the back of the corsa and crap behind a tree but still ran a pb type of story.
I'm just back from having an Endoscopic Ultrasound. I must have been really bored. It was fun.
As for reading diaries. When clearing my mother's house I found one belonging to my sister. I read the first bit which started with, '(name of girl rival) is a total bitch'. And stopped about ten words later when she started to elaborate what she got up to with some guy.
Needless to say, next time we met, I held up the diary for her to see.
The shock horror look of recognition was a sight to behold. The fire we made of it wasn't bad either.
Honestly. I read no more than that. Some things are not for the eyes of others.
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I don't know what your actual name is but since you come in every day and don't bother to say "good morning", even to the person you are sitting right next to, I think I will call you "Arsehole". Seems appropriate enough...
seriously , what is the point of wearing headphones when all of us can hear what your listening to?
I really need to stop doing this shit. I am not sure how.
Can someone please add an extra day to this week for me. Everyone else can have the standard 7, but I need another when time stands still for everyone else, where I can catch up on all this shit before I unravel.
I tend to snip the end off with my sphincter.
I wish i'd thought up something like that, I love it
So let that be a warning to buggers everywhere. Failing to fully evacuate can 'fuck your (well someone else's) shit up'.
ref. Pulp Fiction
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In a very weird coinkidink, I've actually just dropped the kids off at the pool. It was one of those reeeeally satisfying events that brighten your day.
I'd give it a few minutes if I were you.
If I were you, Michael Biggs, I would sue the UK government for your father suffering 30 years of arbitrary detention in Brazil.
Haha, thanks for the giggle everyone. VDOT, I assure you, it is not at all intriguing and actually rather dull, but the following exchange did make me laugh.
Happens where I live. I once saw a van drive up the pavement to overtake a bus
Bring back public floggings.. Such shameful behaviour
Box junctions are for what !!!!!
White transit vans doing deliveries ?
Dear Internet
I know you have your detractors, and I know there are a lot of people who use you for Bad Things, but today (well, yesterday actually), I love you almost as much as I love my children.
Love
Nessie xxx
Without the internet you couldn't get discontinued cosmetics from the other side of the Atlantic
You also couldn't:
"Solve" your 7 year old's Rubik's Cube, much to her amazement;
Fix the clangy central heating having never bled a radiator in your life: or
Trace a long-lost (as in never known) cousin after 6 years of searching and now having a whole one blood relation who is not my child...
all in the same day.