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Sunday, 05 September 2004 |
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Histories make men wise; poets, witty; the mathematics, subtle; natural philosophy, deep; moral, grave; logic and rhetoric, able to contend. (Francis Bacon)
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Sunday, 05 September 2004 |
Same old, same old. Yet again England manage to stuff up. Throwing away a 2 goal lead. And then what? All the armchair managers have their say. So very, very funny. Sack the manager! Drop Beckham! Drop James!
Can't sack the manager, his contract pay-off would cost a fortune so the FA won't do it.
Sven's too much into Beckham to drop him, he's the captain! Sort of makes him first name on the team sheet, and anyway, Sven's said before he never would drop him. Too much in love with him!!
Drop James! Then what?? Who replaces him? Robinson? An average keeper playing in a mid-table team? Where's the difference with James? The only hope for England goalkeepers is a long term injury to Jerzy Dudek giving Kirkland the chance to play.
So, where do we go from here? There'll be no change in Poland on Wednesday. Players may perform better. England might win and the press and armchair fans will soon change their minds. The theory that you're only as good as your last game exists only in their minds and those of the tabloid press. Win and it's all good, lose and it's time for heads to roll. Knee jerk reactions.
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Friday, 03 September 2004 |
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Night out with ex-work colleagues. Not bad either. Always funny to see people you work with for 6 years then see them in a whole new light afterwards. I was a little on the scared side before going but C put my mind at ease. She's good at that. It's the sort of night that does make you realise how shit Scarborough is as a town though. Nothing but drunks, junkies and a load of low life scum!
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Thursday, 02 September 2004 |
I'm being daft and jumping on a bandwagon but it's a book that gets talked about so much I figured I had to read it.
http://www.amazon.co.uk/exec/obidos/ASIN/0552149519
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Thursday, 02 September 2004 |
Spent over four hours on the phone last night. Always seems that whenever I talk to my ex, she makes life seem better. I know I got jealous, over reacted and subsequently felt like commiting murder but that was it. A knee-jerk reaction to a situation I knew I'd have to confront at some point.
I can't hold grudges. I can't feel animosity to anyone for long.
I often wonder now if my ex is actually my soul mate, if such things really do exist. We get on too well. We know each other too well. We predict each too well. We sense each other's moods too well.
What is a soul mate anyway?
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