One Week To Go

Hello there to all my web fans. I was told the official membership number broke the previous record when the number rose from 1 to 2.

Wow, 1 week to go until I start my little trip to Italy. Can't wait. Well, the Italy trip isn't what I'm waiting for. It's my trip back home to visit the folks and me dog. But getting excited about going to Italy means that 1 day after I get back form Italy I fly to Australia. Woohoo!!

I've got so many clothes and stuff for my nephews and nieces that I may not be able to fit anything of mine into the suitcase. Not that I'm fitting into any of my clothes very well lately. This getting fat caper of mine is working against me. No matter what I do, I'm not shaking much weight. Putting more on seems to be my only course of action.

Enough of my whining about getting fat. I'll nip it in the butt next year when I join a gym and get some super sexy chick to personally train me. Maybe. If she's lucky..... Ha Ha

I was watching the ABC news on the weekend, and they had that summit thingy on in Melbourne on the weekend. Did you see all those dickhead hippies f**kwits? I mean, they do nothing all day, hell, they don't even wash their hair, and then all of a sudden here they all are whining about crap that's none of their business. If they got jobs and were intelligent at all, maybe they'd have better lives, and shampoo too. Dickheads, f'off back to America where you'll fit in with all the other no hopers.

On Saturday I Decided I was going to something different. I got drunk. I drank Tequila. Bad stuff. I forgot most of the evening. My girlfriend filled me in. I was like, really? I did that? I think it's time for this little black duck to give up drinking for a while. There was this old guy at the bar chatting about how he likes the young girls that work at the bars. I said he should move to Cambodia where you can easily 'purchase' some girls of a young age. Too freaking young. Nasty me eh?

On Sunday I stayed in bed for most of the day. Not much else to do when your head feels like it's been in a road accident. I brought a book late Sunday in the hope it will give me something to read on the plane to Italy. Well, stupid me read the bloody whole thing in 4 hours. Now I have to go buy a new one.

I have to go to Bangkok tomorrow. I have been enrolled in a Manager's Course called the Bulletproof Manager. Every month I have to go and listen to intelligent people talk intelligent stuff about how to motivate and do this and do that. Exciting. Beer usually motivates too.

Anyways, it's lunch time and I'd better eat my lunch before it crawls off the plate…….

Cheers…..