Really just here to satisfy the OD blokes - 11/03/2002 in Opendiary Archive

Just so they don’t delete me, coz I can’t really think of what to say. It’s rambling time folks.

Oh, I know. I went home at the weekend. Back to the frozen northern waste from wence I came. I love it.

Everytime I go back I can feel myself kind of restoring to a little of who I used to be. It’s a great feeling, just to be able to see life again. If there’s one thing you can say about this city, it’s that it doesn’t have much in the way of natural scenery.

So I got back, and went to see my other half. It’s great to see her, but has the slight defecit of me having to go away again. Which makes women very need for some reason. I think I spent more time with her than I did with my family, and whilst I enjoy that time, I feel like I’m betraying my blood.

So next time I go home I’m going to make a concerteed effort to see my family more. She’ll have to live without me for a short time.

This is one of the areas of my life that nevers seems compatible, no matter how hard I work with it. It seems that I have to make the choice between everything else, and her. I don’t want to have to make that choice. Moreover it’s unfair. She never actively asks me to choose, but it’s always an undertone in conversation, especially when something big is happening.

Is this just my girlfriend or are all women like that? I don’t really know, because before my current girlfriend, all other relationships were.... of a shorter nature.

Oh well. I got to see my family anyways. Once again, they got drunk and sang “The Lampton Worm”. My geordie heritage showing through there. And Uncle Rog’ got all agressive coz the power cut out in the resteraunt. Such is life.

That was about it, I can’t think of much else so I guess I’ll sign off.

Ramble.