My last post was on 13th June, and then on the 19th June I moved house, so I’ve been a tad busy sorting things out in the new place. But I’ve finally rebuilt one of my many PCs and connected it to the TV in the living room. I’ve opted for my nicest looking DELL PC with matching wireless DELL keyboard and mouse, as I’m getting quite into the whole black electronics thing. Unfortunately my nice big TV is resting on top of a stand made out of pieces of old futon for the time being.

I’m half way through sorting out all the changes of address on things like my driving licence, menmbership to various places, bank statements etc. We’ve got half the rooms in the house sorted. The Kitchen, Issy’s room, the toilet and the bathroom are all sorted. But the living room is missing some furniture… which has actually gone missing as the removal company that were storing it can’t seem to find the crate full of furniture that belongs to my parents. The sofa I ordered doesn’t fit through the front door so a smaller version is being brought round next week to see if that fits, and we have our bedroom furnitutre being delivered on Saturday.

So after this weekend we’ll just be missing some stuff for the living room, but it’s pretty comfy at the moment thanks to my Grandparents lending me some chairs.

So I’m getting quite into the cohabiting thing with Holly, like when I forget my sandwiches for work I can get them delivered And we got our new Dyson hoover recently, which is uber cool, there’s so many bits that come off and click back on, some for cleaning, some are attachments, and I have no idea why you can take some of the pieces of, but anyway it’s such a cool hoover… the flat was supposedly clean when we moved in but after a week the Dyson picked up so much dust and crap off the floor and you can see it all instantly it’s disgusting yet intriging. Of course as Issy learns to crawl, which she’s not far off doing, she’ll start to transport more food around, so the Dyson will become even more useful and impressive and probably a lot less fun and a lot more like a chore.

And talking of Issy crawling and eating, today she managed to pick up a rusk and then chew on it for the first time, at least the first time I’ve seen her do it. She usually either waves the rusk around then throws it, or opens her mouth and waits for you to feed it to her.

Some more progress that Issy is making is that she can lift her bum up in the air with her legs, or lift her chest up in the air with her arms, or finally you can put her bum and chest up in the air yourself and she’ll hold herself up on all 4s, but as soon as she starts to move she flops down onto her tummy and just rolls around on the floor like a big excited sausage. But she’ll be crawling soon and mushing banana and rusk into the USB ports on the front of this PC in no time.

One final thing before I try and dual install this copy of XP alongside Ubuntu, I was very excited to put my very full box of recycling out this morning for the first time in the new falt, and also very happy to see it all recycled and empty when I got home.

But the one thing I don’t get, is why the council seem to not like recycling cardboard. Isn’t it like the easiest thing to recycle?

I had a very long and mad dream last night, unfortunately I can’t remember all the details so I’ll have to bullet point it

• I had returned to service on a massive warship, like battlestar galactica and we were flying really high up but still in the atmosphere. I was on a flight deck talking to my old war buddies about being back on the team. We were preparing to go out on some training excercises but we were going to be flying Iron Man style suits
• The next thing I remember is being in a jail, and a booming voice from no where announced they were going to fill the prison with a thick fog and unlock all the doors. The speaker of the voice also warned the inmates not to attempt to touch the him when he appeared, or he’d kill them. From inside my cell I could see the thick gas fill the corridors and creep imto my cell, everything went hazy and from the end of the corridor outside my cell I could make out the shape of a massive floating head with tentacles as a goatee. He went into a control booth and unlocked all the external doors, then came up to my cell and opened the door. He turned away and dissapeared out a fire exit, followed by some prisoners who’d been out in the corridor.
• After being busted out of jail by the mysterious floating head I’d met up with a couple of old friends who were going to take me back up to the ship I’d come from. The next thing I remember I was back on the flight deck of the ship from earlier repeating the start of the dream. It was like pulp fiction going backwards and forwards telling different parts of the story. We suited up on the flight deck and then launched off the deck and into the sky, and just flew around the now shiny and golden battlestar galactica chasing each other and playing in the sky
• I can’t remember how this all fits in but there were some talking badgers that barked like dogs, and they were viscious although some of them were on leads and being kept as pets. I think they had something to do with the Iron Man suit war thing, like another allied party.

In other good news Holly and I just played the animal hospital disco remix to Isabelle and after a minute of increasing fascination in the tune she gave a little smile, as it started again on repeat. It’s always a good thing when a baby smiles at the animal hospital theme.

A few things worth noting…

I went to the wedding of my colleague Damien and his girlfriemd at the time B on the saturday just gone, it was a lovely reception with a very tasty hog roast and a barn dance celeigh, so congratulations to them! whilst at the reception I drank a reasonable amount of locally sourced cider and proceeded to get a little tipsy. Holly then escourted Issy and I back to our hotel, and along the journey I spouted utter nonsense to the amusement of Holly and then ran out the hotel room naked… I think somehow the journey home made me drunker as fortunately I wasn’t naked at the wedding.

That night… once I had some clothes on… I slept quite badly as my hangover kicked in and the summer heat flooded the stuffy room. But when I did manage to sleep I had a dream that Holly was showing me a video on my phone that was so loud it woke up the guy in the room above… then the hotel receptionist banged on the door and told us we shouldn’t be watching tv at 3am. It was a fairly dull and odd dream by my standards.

I got up early on Sunday morning feeling ok, and got a lift to wales with Fredel after dropping Holly andd Issy at the station. I then spent the entire day playing polo and came 3rd in a tournament before going to an hour and a half training session. When I eventually got home to bed I had another lovely dream. this time for some reason I had fallen out with Holly and Rachel and Tom were refusing to let me speak to her or let her answer her phone. I was couped up with all my friends in a house that had a jungle inside and a load of slides and rope ladders. Every now and again I was also walking around some hillsides watching polo games in the distant valley below. There was something Iwas searching for in the hills but I can’t remember what.Suddenly I was back in the house and had decided to march up to Holly to make up with her. Then I woke up, and text Holly to say I’d  had a bad dream; and she replied saying she’d had a worse one. Good times.

So hopefully tonight I’ll have a more exciting and happy dream, as I have had lots of good news today including securing a home for me, Holly and Issy to live in and envirophone paying me!

Ooh I’ve just remembered something good!

When I was away with Holly and her family a few weeks ago we had a bedroom which you had to pass through a second living room to get to the toilet. In the middle of this living room were 2 chairs that never got used as it wasn’t the main lounge. Whenever I went downstairs to go to the loo during the night I always checked the chairs were empty as I kept freaking myself out and expecting someonee to be sitting in them!

I know it’s silly, but that’s not the weird bit. I was telling Holly about my silly phobia and she said she did exactly the same thing! and then to top it off we both sad we expected it to be an old lady! So that just made me mega freaked out every time I went for a pee.

Luckily, it turned out to be a brain hoax, me and Holly had been conned by an imaginary old lady.

A ganglia is a blockage in the sheath around a tendon. The blockage causes the natural lubricant around your tendon within the sheath to build up and cause an uncomfortable lump.

This is most common on the wrists and fingers but has been known to appear on knees and I suppose it could happen wherever you have tendons.

It’s painful, and looks wierd, it can also get quite big, at one point in my life it was like I had half a golf ball under my skin. I asked the doctor about it, he said “It’s not serious, if it gets much bigger we could operate and cut it out, but it’ll probably just come back again anyway. Or, the traditional way is to bash it with a book, like the family bible. I could do that if you like!?”

So instead I just put a wrist support on like I always do, which minises movement in the wrist (as movement hurts) and also the pressure seems to help to get rid of the Ganglia, I suppose it kind of massages it out.

It seems to happen to me if I jar my wrists (doing press ups, working with garden sheers, tripping over and landing on them or holding a baby at a funny angle because that’s the only way she’s happy, for example) and it generally goes away after a couple of days. Sometimes it’s quite small and doesn’t really hurt much, sometimes it’s massive and pisses me off for about a week. Also once when working at staples I caught my wrist on the corner of a shelving unit and it dissapeared. It was fairly painful, but went away quickly.

Anyway, if you are reading this and you ever see me wearing one or maybe even two wrists supports, it’s probably a Ganglia again. Or two. Or maybe even three. I’ve got three this week.

Here’s some more information at Wiki…

Ps – mine don’t look as minging as most of the ones there do.

There’s a new website called LUUUX.com that lets you add posts in a number of different categories, so you can contribute to a large online blog about the latest fashions, trends and crazes.

The site also shows all of your posts filtered out so you’ve got your own seperate blog.

You earn points for posting, commenting and rating other posts, and you can convert these points into items from the shop. You can also add these items from the shop to your posts, and if someone buys one of the items from your link you get points for that too!

It can be integrated with Facebook and other accounts you’ve got over the net so you can let all your friends know when you’ve written an article about your new car, your favourite pair of shoes or the latest extreme sport you’ve discovered!

Try it out… LUUUX.com