brainwipe's blog

A GTA moment is when you have enough stars that the police are throwing themselves at you and you use real-world common sense to solve the problem and make a get away.

On Friday 16th of October at 05:00 Kate's waters broke. It began one of the most incredible and emotional 46.5 hours awake any person can experience. Nothing will be the same again but then nothing ever is. I am writing this as accurately as I can - Kate remembers only patches and I didn't check my watch that often.

So, I've accepted a job with Prisym ID as a Senior Software Developer. Hurrah. That's one thing sorted. I start on the 19th, which gives the little lad some time to arrive. He'll be late so go knows when I will start.

While watching the superb Gameswipe from Charlie Brooker it occurred to me that all those nay saying reports of gaming ruining children and turning them into psychopaths is just bollocks. It's a bollocks now as it was then.

So, we've done our last National Childcare Trust (NCT) meeting and all the NHS healthcraft lessons, so we're 'ready'. Of course, no one is ready when the baby actually arrives but I'm ready enough. We know what we want when Kate goes into labour - did you know that there are lots of choices?

Gah!

Arranging get-togethers can be a real pain. Spontaneity has gone out the window. I find myself only spending time with people to engage in a given activity. This is bad, this is wrong. I have a solution:

Drop In, Drop Out (DIDO) Events

Bob Dylan sang:

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone

Fallout 3 can sap hours of your life. After doing all the hard labour required of me this weekend, I thought I'd treat myself to some Fallout 3. The Mrs was sparko on the sofa, so why not! This is my second time through, the first I played a goody-two-shoes and went off piste for hours at a time, blithering about. Now I'm playing a Pete at his most evil. It's a stretch, I know.