Memory Lane
You must have played it. There must be someone on here that has.
I was just idly dreaming and wandering along the route my mind was apt to take when I remembered a game that peaked my imagination many years ago.
You must have played it. There must be someone on here that has.
I was just idly dreaming and wandering along the route my mind was apt to take when I remembered a game that peaked my imagination many years ago.
And I'm feeling kinda tired.
I feel jet lagged. I think I should be somewhere in the middle of America. My body clock is seriously suffering after getting used to going to bed at 3-4 am everyday. It was a severe shock to the system when the alarm went off this morning!
Happy New Year...
Multiple parties and gatherings, a chance to catch up with mates not seen often enough an opportunity to have a break from work and relax.
I'll admit I've not read in too much detail the political upset that Pakistan seems to be going through at the moment. Maybe General Musharraf has very good resons to believe that ex-cricketers are indeed subversive and attempt to stimulate unrest.
Menu’s for call centres are apparently a modern convenience to help handle our calls better. But better for who? It certainly doesn’t feel like it’s better for me as I find myself randomly stabbing a series of numbers like a lab rat hoping for a biscuit. Today my biscuit’s name is Mandy and although receptive to my problem, I can’t but help to feel I’ve just wasted my time.
Although done by many different people, for many different reasons and has been done for a while now, I am still of the opinion that blogging something unknown to be treated with caution.