I've been meaning to update for ages, but didn't really have much to say or else was wondering how I could top the last one. Well obviously I won't be able to for about 6 months, so fuck it, I figure just update and be damned.
We went for another clinic visit last week. We got to listen to baby's heartbeat. They'd said it might be hard to find but it came through straight away, very loud & clear, which was pretty comforting.
I've reached the stage where I realised I know absolutely nothing about raising a child. I think this is a good thing. As Plato said "All I know is that I know nothing at all." Better now than after the kid is born, although I have a sneaking suspicion I'll realise at that point it's somehow possible to know less than nothing about a subject. Oh well.
Saw TheKnives and Kristoph along with our good buddy Tom last night for pub fun. I was just thinking during work that its been a while since I went to the pub with friends, and lo and behold I get a text from Pinklet saying we're meeting them later. Awesome. Got nice & merry, saw a Movember beer, (more on that topic later,) talked bollocks - at once point I said, "I'm going to the loo. When I get back we'd better be talking about mass genocide and not stupid fucking chipmunks!", and came up with amusing names for baby if it turns out to be a boy, the best of which was "Wee Pappy". Don't ask.
Just had the worst day today. I thought I had today & tomorrow off work. I woke up at 7.45 this morning, panicking because Pinks wasn't there. She'd already left for work but in my sleepy state I decided for a couple of minutes that she might have been kidnapped. I calmed down and went back to bed and woke up at about 12.40. I was reading an email from her asking how I was doing when work rang asking when I would be in. I was supposed to start at 1pm today. I'd been demonstrating how calendars on the iPhone work to a customer the other day & turned several of mine off to show them how to do it and thus my work calendar hadn't shown up. So I got into work late and in an extremely bad mood as I was expecting to do fuck all today and everything went really badly. My next day off will be Thursday, at which point I'll have done 6 days straight & I'll only get one day off this week. The current rotas suck.
On the plus side, I got the fifth chapter of my book finished the other day, (well, first draft at least,) and I went over my targeted word count for the chapter, which was 10K. I'm now up to 47,444 words. So if I hit 50k words by the end of the month, (which is mildly unlikely,) I'll have taken a year to complete my NaNoWriMo from last year, which should have been done in a month.
I'm pretty proud of it so far though. It reads like a story I'd like to read, so I figure it's a win. I reckon I'm about a third of the way through and I'm determined this is going to be the book I finish. If it goes well, I'm planning on tying in two other books I've started writing into the same overall story, which I've already figured out how to do, (and already previously started writing,) making a trilogy.
So, in other news, I am doing Movember this year. On Nov 1st I was cleanly shaven and looked like a pudgy baby and have since grown a moustache. Luckily facial hair is one of the things I can do with aplomb. So far I've raised 50 for a very worthy cause, but I'd love to be able to double that before the month is out, so please donate - any amount is welcome. I know it's a rough time of year but buy something for a quid cheaper online and donate the pound to me! Go here to donate and view my pics and comments on my hirsute month: My Movember page
I'll leave you with some pics.




We went for another clinic visit last week. We got to listen to baby's heartbeat. They'd said it might be hard to find but it came through straight away, very loud & clear, which was pretty comforting.
I've reached the stage where I realised I know absolutely nothing about raising a child. I think this is a good thing. As Plato said "All I know is that I know nothing at all." Better now than after the kid is born, although I have a sneaking suspicion I'll realise at that point it's somehow possible to know less than nothing about a subject. Oh well.
Saw TheKnives and Kristoph along with our good buddy Tom last night for pub fun. I was just thinking during work that its been a while since I went to the pub with friends, and lo and behold I get a text from Pinklet saying we're meeting them later. Awesome. Got nice & merry, saw a Movember beer, (more on that topic later,) talked bollocks - at once point I said, "I'm going to the loo. When I get back we'd better be talking about mass genocide and not stupid fucking chipmunks!", and came up with amusing names for baby if it turns out to be a boy, the best of which was "Wee Pappy". Don't ask.
Just had the worst day today. I thought I had today & tomorrow off work. I woke up at 7.45 this morning, panicking because Pinks wasn't there. She'd already left for work but in my sleepy state I decided for a couple of minutes that she might have been kidnapped. I calmed down and went back to bed and woke up at about 12.40. I was reading an email from her asking how I was doing when work rang asking when I would be in. I was supposed to start at 1pm today. I'd been demonstrating how calendars on the iPhone work to a customer the other day & turned several of mine off to show them how to do it and thus my work calendar hadn't shown up. So I got into work late and in an extremely bad mood as I was expecting to do fuck all today and everything went really badly. My next day off will be Thursday, at which point I'll have done 6 days straight & I'll only get one day off this week. The current rotas suck.

On the plus side, I got the fifth chapter of my book finished the other day, (well, first draft at least,) and I went over my targeted word count for the chapter, which was 10K. I'm now up to 47,444 words. So if I hit 50k words by the end of the month, (which is mildly unlikely,) I'll have taken a year to complete my NaNoWriMo from last year, which should have been done in a month.

So, in other news, I am doing Movember this year. On Nov 1st I was cleanly shaven and looked like a pudgy baby and have since grown a moustache. Luckily facial hair is one of the things I can do with aplomb. So far I've raised 50 for a very worthy cause, but I'd love to be able to double that before the month is out, so please donate - any amount is welcome. I know it's a rough time of year but buy something for a quid cheaper online and donate the pound to me! Go here to donate and view my pics and comments on my hirsute month: My Movember page
I'll leave you with some pics.




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Good work on the impregnation by the way!