Oh my god the world is ending , boo hoo boo hoo , I am so fucking afraid that I've stopped living my life and started looking forward to whatever happens a year from today.
The above statement is entirely not true , as a matter of fact I'm sick and fucking tired of all these people , scientists and programmes that tells me that the world is going to end on dec 21 2012 , firstly I don't really give a fuck , because whatever happens then should not and will not dictate how I should live my life today , I'm only posting this rant because I'm a fan of the history channel and quite frankly every second programme speaks of the mian's "prediction" of five thousand years ago, so that means I have not been able to watch that particular channel , now the worst thing has possibly happened , this craze has now spread to all social networks , it makes me sick so please world stop your shit or I'm leaving damnit.
Rookiehero signing off
Tuesday 20 December 2011
Monday 19 December 2011
What do i compare thee to?
Hello to the weird and wonderful inter-world , how you be hanging , anyway firstly I gotta say that the above heading has got fudge all to do with my current post , if you have not realised by now I'm a closet nutcase , in other words unlike other crazy people out there I don't show it outwardly I keep it to my damn self , and secondly I don't have a much to say today , the only thing that comes to my mind is the joys of being a prospective daddy (yes the ball and chain is preggies and yes I'm sure its mine ;) love ya hun) , well the joys of being a almost daddy is : 1 not being able to sleep , being constantly worried if mini me is healthy if he / she is still alive or if I'm paranoid and there is nix to worry about.
The other joys are the wife's constant mood swings ( in a span of 5 min I can go from being the most amazing husband , to a uncaring piece of eating breathing crap ) *yes I'm abused HELP!!!!!* but in all honesty I would endure that even if it does not seem that way to the old lady just as long as both her and my unborn baby is healthy and kinda mentally stable , anyway to continue I also get to eat alota take aways , because I get to enjoy the wifes cravings *score me* , I get to watch my wife suffer with the burden of carrying a child with my huge head *it aint fun* but yes I am looking forward to assisting my wife with the changing of the nappies and burping and washing and raising of my child *dont look so shocked* so if anyone has advice or a prayer *for the child* it would be highly appreciated
Shot bru , rookiedaddy signing off!
The other joys are the wife's constant mood swings ( in a span of 5 min I can go from being the most amazing husband , to a uncaring piece of eating breathing crap ) *yes I'm abused HELP!!!!!* but in all honesty I would endure that even if it does not seem that way to the old lady just as long as both her and my unborn baby is healthy and kinda mentally stable , anyway to continue I also get to eat alota take aways , because I get to enjoy the wifes cravings *score me* , I get to watch my wife suffer with the burden of carrying a child with my huge head *it aint fun* but yes I am looking forward to assisting my wife with the changing of the nappies and burping and washing and raising of my child *dont look so shocked* so if anyone has advice or a prayer *for the child* it would be highly appreciated
Shot bru , rookiedaddy signing off!
Wednesday 14 December 2011
I posted this on the wrong damn blog
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
The return of the rookiehero after my exorcism
Hhhhheeeeeelllllloooooo !!!!!!!!! Damn it feels empty here where be errybody , how yall doin I'm good thanx for askin , but anyway , let's get down to beesnees , let me first start off by apologising for my haihatus / the reason why I have not posted in a while , the number reason would be that I actually had nothing to say shocking aint it but yip I was at a loss for any sort of material thus I did not want to bore yall , secondly I've actually pretended to do my job , and thirdly my boss has pissed me off soooo much that I've actually sub-consciously blocked him out , but he still remains a slobbering buffoon with no sense of the common kind of which I'm convinced is still maintaining his virginity , its true I've seen how he cowers from the ladies during our morning meetings (the fucking wanker) .
But let's get down to the actual reason for today's blog , its about my involuntary exorcism yesterday afternoon by my (now ex) g.p . Ok let me start at the beginning of why I went to consult the exorcist , well its starts out with the fact that for these past few weeks I've been feeling stressed out and under alota pressure , thus making me tense , giving me mood swings , tired and irritable ( I'm going to take this opportunity to blame weight gain on this stress , (don't judge me)), but anyway , after one of my many of my erratic ( pls read erratic , not erotic) outbursts the ball and chain convinced me to consult (what I mistaking'ly believed was) my doctor to 1: establish if my depression is making its star studded comeback or 2: if I maybe need a simple relaxint (I would actually prefer the latter) , but anyway I eventually decided to go yesterday.
Well after waiting an hour ( let's bear in mind I was the second person there) I eventually went into the church of dr ...... (Insert name here) , I wait another 10 min I eventually get my consultation , well to make a long story unrepettive I told him my sad story , now me ( the idiot I am) expecting some doctorly advice was taken aback by the doctors first question (which was if I'm a muslim) , to which I respond no , (to which he responds , well it does not matter because he was going to have the "talk" with me anyway) , huh the talk ? But okay I'm willing to listen , well let me say if I wanted to speak about my inner demons I will go to church if want medical advice I will go to my damn doctor , well this hour consultation for which I am obviously paying for and hearing about how demons , and evil spirits are destroying my marriage and how I am possessed the rev dr ...... (Insert name here)then proceeds to exercise my demons and then he (eventually) writes up my script for a relaxant well then again those voices in my head told me that I was being pranked so I was waiting for the crew of candid camera to emerge from the book case behind the dr , needless to say they did not , so maybe I am possessed and it explains all my previous blogs . Now to all my religious readers please don't get me wrong I believe in god and I also believe in living a "clean" life but I belive in that there is a time and place for everything I also do not believe in forcing my religion on another person , so if you feel insulted or some similar feeling I do apologise .
Ok that's enough from me today , ten / four , cya
The return of the rookiehero after my exorcism
Hhhhheeeeeelllllloooooo !!!!!!!!! Damn it feels empty here where be errybody , how yall doin I'm good thanx for askin , but anyway , let's get down to beesnees , let me first start off by apologising for my haihatus / the reason why I have not posted in a while , the number reason would be that I actually had nothing to say shocking aint it but yip I was at a loss for any sort of material thus I did not want to bore yall , secondly I've actually pretended to do my job , and thirdly my boss has pissed me off soooo much that I've actually sub-consciously blocked him out , but he still remains a slobbering buffoon with no sense of the common kind of which I'm convinced is still maintaining his virginity , its true I've seen how he cowers from the ladies during our morning meetings (the fucking wanker) .
But let's get down to the actual reason for today's blog , its about my involuntary exorcism yesterday afternoon by my (now ex) g.p . Ok let me start at the beginning of why I went to consult the exorcist , well its starts out with the fact that for these past few weeks I've been feeling stressed out and under alota pressure , thus making me tense , giving me mood swings , tired and irritable ( I'm going to take this opportunity to blame weight gain on this stress , (don't judge me)), but anyway , after one of my many of my erratic ( pls read erratic , not erotic) outbursts the ball and chain convinced me to consult (what I mistaking'ly believed was) my doctor to 1: establish if my depression is making its star studded comeback or 2: if I maybe need a simple relaxint (I would actually prefer the latter) , but anyway I eventually decided to go yesterday.
Well after waiting an hour ( let's bear in mind I was the second person there) I eventually went into the church of dr ...... (Insert name here) , I wait another 10 min I eventually get my consultation , well to make a long story unrepettive I told him my sad story , now me ( the idiot I am) expecting some doctorly advice was taken aback by the doctors first question (which was if I'm a muslim) , to which I respond no , (to which he responds , well it does not matter because he was going to have the "talk" with me anyway) , huh the talk ? But okay I'm willing to listen , well let me say if I wanted to speak about my inner demons I will go to church if want medical advice I will go to my damn doctor , well this hour consultation for which I am obviously paying for and hearing about how demons , and evil spirits are destroying my marriage and how I am possessed the rev dr ...... (Insert name here)then proceeds to exercise my demons and then he (eventually) writes up my script for a relaxant well then again those voices in my head told me that I was being pranked so I was waiting for the crew of candid camera to emerge from the book case behind the dr , needless to say they did not , so maybe I am possessed and it explains all my previous blogs . Now to all my religious readers please don't get me wrong I believe in god and I also believe in living a "clean" life but I belive in that there is a time and place for everything I also do not believe in forcing my religion on another person , so if you feel insulted or some similar feeling I do apologise .
Ok that's enough from me today , ten / four , cya
Wednesday 10 August 2011
since when
Since when do I have an opinion , I just wish I could find that box I came from and just crawl back , why you may ask , its mostly because my opinions do more harm than good - just wish I could build that wall that has sheltered me for so damn I felt safe there , less vulnerable sometimes being quiet is best for everyone (mostly myself) , so please don't misunderstand me if I refuse to put an opinion forward , because quite frankly I do not have one
Cheers
Cheers
Tuesday 9 August 2011
A funny thing happend on the way .........
A funny thing happened on the way to the office this morning , this morning while writing up todays edition of the daily rant it mysteriously disappeared / dissipated and now is gone so now it gave me a chance to set up a new blog (which I hope will not disappear , but anyway I'm hoping your lady's day was brilliant please gents do not take it for granted that because there are such days as mommy's day and womans day that you must only treat them as special on those specific days you must treat your lady with the utmost respect and dignity , she more than deserves it , yes I am guilty of either ignoring and sometimes losing my temper but I'm inly human after all (just to add I know my male friends think of them what you will , has taught me , how to treat a lady) you don't have to bad mouth , be disrespectful to her and break her spirit because it will prove nothing other than that you are a weak coward , now that all that is done I'm now done sucking up
P.s hun I was told this morning that I'm one of the branches top performers I'm freaking awsome , awsome!!!! (Yes I blew my own horn , hehehehehe , and no I've not become one of those ( those dudes you wanna kick into oblivion) that is all for today, cheers
P.s hun I was told this morning that I'm one of the branches top performers I'm freaking awsome , awsome!!!! (Yes I blew my own horn , hehehehehe , and no I've not become one of those ( those dudes you wanna kick into oblivion) that is all for today, cheers
Sunday 7 August 2011
The apologies of a rookie hero
Goodmorning folks how are you doing , I hope your all doing well ....... Now on to the important things in life , to apologise to all my readers and followers , well for the travesty of ignoring all of you lately , how does one apologise , a simple "hey yo I'm sorry ok" , won't just cut it or how about oops my bad *thinking face* .....nah that won't work either, or would it , nah that's just the cheap way out , and I don't do cheap (anymore) .
Well let me first start off by explaining where I was for the past two weeks , ok firstly the main reason why I have not blogged or even checKed my bkog was because I actually started to focus on mt work again (don't judge me we all slack off sometimes, some of us more than others) secondly because of all these shows and awards and rain etc etc I've had to drive in to work (not fun because I just seem to attract other vehicles , in my general direction) and a accident last week friday on our way home has shook me up a bit (yes that means more swearing and a lot more sulking *big baby*) , but none of these excuses gave me a reason for ignoring you , yell its affected sob much that I've fallen an entire 42 places in the blog grader (the wife must be ecstatic) , but back to my asking for your forgiveness , if you (my readers and followers that hus stuck around waiting for the next edition of my rants and raves) will find it in your hearts to forgive me , I will make the solemn oath not to disappoint you again , so I apologise for realls not that cheap internet or marketing apologies this is an actual apology , and also thank you for waiting for me to post , well this is the end I guess I will catch you on the flipside folks , ciao
Well let me first start off by explaining where I was for the past two weeks , ok firstly the main reason why I have not blogged or even checKed my bkog was because I actually started to focus on mt work again (don't judge me we all slack off sometimes, some of us more than others) secondly because of all these shows and awards and rain etc etc I've had to drive in to work (not fun because I just seem to attract other vehicles , in my general direction) and a accident last week friday on our way home has shook me up a bit (yes that means more swearing and a lot more sulking *big baby*) , but none of these excuses gave me a reason for ignoring you , yell its affected sob much that I've fallen an entire 42 places in the blog grader (the wife must be ecstatic) , but back to my asking for your forgiveness , if you (my readers and followers that hus stuck around waiting for the next edition of my rants and raves) will find it in your hearts to forgive me , I will make the solemn oath not to disappoint you again , so I apologise for realls not that cheap internet or marketing apologies this is an actual apology , and also thank you for waiting for me to post , well this is the end I guess I will catch you on the flipside folks , ciao
Monday 1 August 2011
In desperate need of some serious help
Good morning my peeps , how are we doing on this mist filled beautiful day? If you are well then I am glad. Okay now that we got around the formalities let's get started on todays rant. As you can see todays rant is a desperate plea for some serious help (seriously) , the help I'm desperately seeking is of a psychological or therapy , the reason for my plea is because I've been getting angry a lot as of late I've also been irratable and down right scary ( I've even scared the shit out of myselF), I've been suffering of fatigue I do not know why this has been happening , but I fear it might affect my life adversely (I mean it might bring and end to my marriage , it scares me, it is also making me lose the respect of my friends and family) if someone has advice or if you are able to help a desperate man I would highly appreciate it thanks you and I will be indebted to you
But now on a lighter note I actually got my automobile to start on its own for the past two days I think it most probably was the threat I made (I was ready to douse it with paraffin gel and use a blowtorch to ignite it) the threat to make roasted marshmallows over it or use it as a barbecue (no I really was gonna do it, if the wife did not stop me you know the voice of reason etc etc , blah blah) , but today it (the car) works as if it did not piss me off thoroughly yeah for intimidating inanimate objects that can most probably kill you if it were truely
Living . But anyway I hope you enjoy todays edition cya
But now on a lighter note I actually got my automobile to start on its own for the past two days I think it most probably was the threat I made (I was ready to douse it with paraffin gel and use a blowtorch to ignite it) the threat to make roasted marshmallows over it or use it as a barbecue (no I really was gonna do it, if the wife did not stop me you know the voice of reason etc etc , blah blah) , but today it (the car) works as if it did not piss me off thoroughly yeah for intimidating inanimate objects that can most probably kill you if it were truely
Living . But anyway I hope you enjoy todays edition cya
a kick in the nuts
Hello my peeps wotsup I'm not good or great but anyway today's subject is a kick in the nuts mainly due to this past weekend ....this past weekend was a real kick in the nuts (maybe not the entire weekend just the parts concerning the car and my gorilla faced supervisor (yip I still hate him).
Okay first of all I have to apologise because todays episode of day of my life will be short and sweet because I'm not feeling very well , ok ja back to the subject the reason why some of the weekend was a kick in the nuts mainly because this entire weekend I was having car problems (the damn thing wouldn't start)but anyway this weekend was not also all doom and gloom mixed with some embarrassment this weekend I also discoverd the value of true friendship (yes I'm in touch with my feminine side so?) I also saw my lovely lady win the bay style award for the most stylish media personality category (big ups babe I'm proud of you and now the world knows what I've always known , its the fact that you've got class and you've got a style of your own . Only the best and brightest in the world are recognised for their talents and attributes no matter how big or small the reward you receive is just remember you are the best in this world and the next , you are a shining star the brightest in the sky do not let that light fade . But anyway I'm now done with todays rant I will catch you the flipside my peeps. Guess its not a goodbye yet it seems I forgot to mention why my supervisor pissed me off again it seems to him that I am lazy ( on friday morning at about 06:50 when having the respect to greet him he duely informs me that I am lazy because for one weekend out of many I did not work night shift) its one of my pet peeves to be called lazy or for somebody to insinuate such a thing I wish I could kick his ass , now I'm done cheers
Okay first of all I have to apologise because todays episode of day of my life will be short and sweet because I'm not feeling very well , ok ja back to the subject the reason why some of the weekend was a kick in the nuts mainly because this entire weekend I was having car problems (the damn thing wouldn't start)but anyway this weekend was not also all doom and gloom mixed with some embarrassment this weekend I also discoverd the value of true friendship (yes I'm in touch with my feminine side so?) I also saw my lovely lady win the bay style award for the most stylish media personality category (big ups babe I'm proud of you and now the world knows what I've always known , its the fact that you've got class and you've got a style of your own . Only the best and brightest in the world are recognised for their talents and attributes no matter how big or small the reward you receive is just remember you are the best in this world and the next , you are a shining star the brightest in the sky do not let that light fade . But anyway I'm now done with todays rant I will catch you the flipside my peeps. Guess its not a goodbye yet it seems I forgot to mention why my supervisor pissed me off again it seems to him that I am lazy ( on friday morning at about 06:50 when having the respect to greet him he duely informs me that I am lazy because for one weekend out of many I did not work night shift) its one of my pet peeves to be called lazy or for somebody to insinuate such a thing I wish I could kick his ass , now I'm done cheers
Thursday 28 July 2011
Jam jar
Hello my peeps , wossup , how are you doing , I'm fine thanks you (he says with a blocked nose and half asleep) , firstly I have to apologise for not updating my page in a week ( I was unable to log on , I believe that either technology has a vendetta against me or I'm an idiot and I do not know how to use a simple keyboard , although I like to believe the former , the latter is true).
But anyway ..... Todays subject is as you can see jam jar , the reason I chose todays subject is mostly dedicated to the primi piati's drink (the most awsome) served in a actual jam jar it consists of of red bull , bacardi white rum , mainstay cane and some other beverages that I for some reason cannot remember(strange) but anyway (what was my point again) , uhmmmm, I just forgot what my point was that I was going to make , but to all my primi piatti virgins , one which I was until about 21:30 last night I would highly recommend it their food is extremely delicious and the service is out of this world ( yes I just plugged a chain restaurant on my blog and no I'm not getting paid "yet")
Oh yes what I was going to say before the thoughts(the many of them) got in the way was that my head is like a jam jar , the reason for this analogy (yes its the big people words time again, no I still do not know what they mean , I only use them to seem educated) is because my mind is like that primi jam jar its a combination of many good things that can be bad for you , for eg. I'm constantly thinking (good) some people will say that's a good thing (yes it is if your mind makes sense to yourself, well mine does not) well basically my mind is always racing with arb and random thoughts which for some reason does not always stay inside my head (apparently my mouth truly is a hole in which everything I think just seems to fall out of) but then again my racing mind can also be a good thing because I'm not a fighter , not anymore ( not since discovering that I have the ability to confuse my opponent into submission , by just opening that hole and letting the shit fall out) , I'm the king of fighters. But anyway that is my blog for the day (I think) , for future ref I will try and update as much as possible . Goodbye peeps cyas
But anyway ..... Todays subject is as you can see jam jar , the reason I chose todays subject is mostly dedicated to the primi piati's drink (the most awsome) served in a actual jam jar it consists of of red bull , bacardi white rum , mainstay cane and some other beverages that I for some reason cannot remember(strange) but anyway (what was my point again) , uhmmmm, I just forgot what my point was that I was going to make , but to all my primi piatti virgins , one which I was until about 21:30 last night I would highly recommend it their food is extremely delicious and the service is out of this world ( yes I just plugged a chain restaurant on my blog and no I'm not getting paid "yet")
Oh yes what I was going to say before the thoughts(the many of them) got in the way was that my head is like a jam jar , the reason for this analogy (yes its the big people words time again, no I still do not know what they mean , I only use them to seem educated) is because my mind is like that primi jam jar its a combination of many good things that can be bad for you , for eg. I'm constantly thinking (good) some people will say that's a good thing (yes it is if your mind makes sense to yourself, well mine does not) well basically my mind is always racing with arb and random thoughts which for some reason does not always stay inside my head (apparently my mouth truly is a hole in which everything I think just seems to fall out of) but then again my racing mind can also be a good thing because I'm not a fighter , not anymore ( not since discovering that I have the ability to confuse my opponent into submission , by just opening that hole and letting the shit fall out) , I'm the king of fighters. But anyway that is my blog for the day (I think) , for future ref I will try and update as much as possible . Goodbye peeps cyas
Wednesday 20 July 2011
My gene pool
Goodmorrow my fellow plebs (no insult intended but if you do feel a sting all I will say is hehehe) but anyway the subject of todays rant is my gene pool yes my gene pool.
Weelll let me get started on this pool we speaking of , I am of coloured origins ( the rest of the world calls us mixed race ) I've got ash brown hair (its hair with a kink in it , so it looks like matted dog hair*woof woof*) I have a mixture of hazel and green eyes (or as the high school gals said "you've got weird eyes") those are the items the items that attracted the wife to myself , yes "its the eyes the chicks dig the eyes" but anyway , I also have light yellowish skin colour ,( no I do not have jaundice , or kidney failure, and I'm nt sure if self inflicted liver failure might bring about this particular result) . My baby bro and myself looks very much alike except he has pitch black hair . And my sister looks almost looks chinese from a certain angle ( except a bit taller) .
Well now I know you will think that I sound like I might have swann dived into the white hand side on the deep end of the gene pool , but now here comes my mixed blood , I might have passed the apartheid era pencil test just as long as I did notopen my mouth you see I have this little problem I speak with coloured accent I do not find it a problem but this confuses people because alota people makes presumption about my race ( I'm usually mistaken for being white especially by my african brothers) , so the looks on the faces of the people is hilarious when I open my mouth to speak . Ok wait let me stop with this idiocy before I further confuse myself so cya folks
Weelll let me get started on this pool we speaking of , I am of coloured origins ( the rest of the world calls us mixed race ) I've got ash brown hair (its hair with a kink in it , so it looks like matted dog hair*woof woof*) I have a mixture of hazel and green eyes (or as the high school gals said "you've got weird eyes") those are the items the items that attracted the wife to myself , yes "its the eyes the chicks dig the eyes" but anyway , I also have light yellowish skin colour ,( no I do not have jaundice , or kidney failure, and I'm nt sure if self inflicted liver failure might bring about this particular result) . My baby bro and myself looks very much alike except he has pitch black hair . And my sister looks almost looks chinese from a certain angle ( except a bit taller) .
Well now I know you will think that I sound like I might have swann dived into the white hand side on the deep end of the gene pool , but now here comes my mixed blood , I might have passed the apartheid era pencil test just as long as I did notopen my mouth you see I have this little problem I speak with coloured accent I do not find it a problem but this confuses people because alota people makes presumption about my race ( I'm usually mistaken for being white especially by my african brothers) , so the looks on the faces of the people is hilarious when I open my mouth to speak . Ok wait let me stop with this idiocy before I further confuse myself so cya folks
Monday 18 July 2011
Why I hate my boss
Good morning everybody ..... Ja well I can't really say its a good morning now can I , my reason for this is well because I hate my god damn politically appointed useless lout of a commander , he is one of those praise the wrong doers and pick on those who struggle to keep their head above water , the people he praised was involved in two shooting incidents but I get wrapped over the knuckles because I drank coffee on parade , really I get told I dnt have discipline , me , fuck it I walk to my crime scenes , I walk to and from my complainants and I get told I don't have discipline , my god man , why don't you go check my fucking track record , and another thing don't you tell me about when you were at college because I'm not interested in your stupid past , all I ask of you is to not mess with my day , because you do not know how my day has started so do not presume you the sun does not shine out of your ass . But anyway thank you for letting me vent on this area you do not know me so I apologise for ofloading my priblems on you ....... Ciao
Do i know you
Two posts in one day , its a bit unusual esp. Coming from myself , a person who does not blog over weekends , but this is something I have to say before I forget . Its who the hell do you think you are asking me for my water , do I know you just because someone put you in a taxi and gave you the perception that you own the roads you think you can sit in your vehicle , roll down ur window in traffic and practically demand MY water , well brother I don't know you , I don't want to know you annd as far as I'm concerned you don't exist so next time you ask / demand water have the decency to pull over get out and ask nicely and if I refuse my damn water don't you dare swear my mother because brother that will be your last words ....... My ode to the taxi driver and sliding door operator , c'ya
Gym time
good morning ,good afternoon ,and good evening to one and all , how are we doing on this beautiful day on gods green earth (ok now I'm done being civil for the week , its monday I've gotta start my week of with a bang) , but anyhow today's subject is all about my experiences that I've had at virgin active and how its affecting impressionable young mind (or lack thereof) .
Well to start off this is not my first time going to any form of gym I use to belong to a local gym in the town I reside in , it was not fancy ( but it was useful) , I then discontinued my patronage at this particular gym(being a sissy boy I couldn't handle a little pain)<= the truth, => my version ( ja hey I don't need the gym its not really a challenge for me hey) , but anyway back to the point I was so eloquently trying to make ( see I also know big words , I don't know the meaning of or even know how to use properly) the gym after leaving the small town gym , I won't put it lightly or candyt coat it but I gained weight ( I became a fat ass) , I then joined the police force , went to the police college and yet again lost all that weight ( truth be told I resembled a half baked lolly pop) well to cut a long story short , I returned home started my job and settled down , back into my comfort zone ( yet again giving my ass its own zip code and telephone number) .
Now you see this is where my blog starts to make sense , well about 3 weeks ago I decided once again to join a gym (this time a international chain) in the city , well things started off great , I felt great i, I actually felt awsome after my first session , but during my second session the poop hit the fan , its during this session after my work out and shower, saw something that has scarred me for the rest of my no good life , why is it that old men in particular aimlessly walk around the gymn locker room with no clothes on , do they forget they are naked or are they trying to prove a point , if so what is it and why , because quite frankly I've attended a autopsy , I've seen and touched dead people but nothing has repulsed me more than that incident .
So please old guys (yes that's you grey haired dudes with the big bellies) please be considerate and do not let willy swim in the wild , because god knows I do (I repeat ' I do not) want to lokk up from tying my shoe laces and see it , please & thank you . Thank you for reading my blog today , I do enjoy ur visits , I'm gonna be goin now cheers ya'll
Well to start off this is not my first time going to any form of gym I use to belong to a local gym in the town I reside in , it was not fancy ( but it was useful) , I then discontinued my patronage at this particular gym(being a sissy boy I couldn't handle a little pain)<= the truth, => my version ( ja hey I don't need the gym its not really a challenge for me hey) , but anyway back to the point I was so eloquently trying to make ( see I also know big words , I don't know the meaning of or even know how to use properly) the gym after leaving the small town gym , I won't put it lightly or candyt coat it but I gained weight ( I became a fat ass) , I then joined the police force , went to the police college and yet again lost all that weight ( truth be told I resembled a half baked lolly pop) well to cut a long story short , I returned home started my job and settled down , back into my comfort zone ( yet again giving my ass its own zip code and telephone number) .
Now you see this is where my blog starts to make sense , well about 3 weeks ago I decided once again to join a gym (this time a international chain) in the city , well things started off great , I felt great i, I actually felt awsome after my first session , but during my second session the poop hit the fan , its during this session after my work out and shower, saw something that has scarred me for the rest of my no good life , why is it that old men in particular aimlessly walk around the gymn locker room with no clothes on , do they forget they are naked or are they trying to prove a point , if so what is it and why , because quite frankly I've attended a autopsy , I've seen and touched dead people but nothing has repulsed me more than that incident .
So please old guys (yes that's you grey haired dudes with the big bellies) please be considerate and do not let willy swim in the wild , because god knows I do (I repeat ' I do not) want to lokk up from tying my shoe laces and see it , please & thank you . Thank you for reading my blog today , I do enjoy ur visits , I'm gonna be goin now cheers ya'll
Friday 15 July 2011
Driving noddy's car
Good morning my peeps whassup ...... Todays subject is something I find extremely important , that is poor perceptions on good cars due to their looks and their size , I made this mistake most of my driving life and I've only been driving for more or less 5yrs so its extensive .....not really but considering that I have a love hate relationship with driving ( I hate the fact that I love it so much) but anyway the reason why my headline is driving noddy's car mostly concerns the car my wife (justellabella) recently bought and how I've actually come to actually love driving the car ( I actually like her noddy car a uno more than my own a beast of a jetta) , I personally was never a fan of uno's until I drove this cherry red little monster I always thought they were stupid looking cars driven by grandmas and mom's but guess what I was wrong ( and I hate being wrong , even though it happens often , yes I can admit that I'm more often wrong than right , just don't tell the wife) but anyway like I said I've learned to love that car just in the week that she has had it , even though the wife says I look stupid driving it because , I'm kinda big and the car is too small for me ( I think she is just jealous just because I don't drive the car I wear it mxm , but anyhow I drove the to work this morning from my home to the city and what joy to drive (sigh) but anyway my point is dnt judge a book by its cover no matter hw small it is ..... But anyway I gotta go and whup ass now so cheers for now
Thursday 14 July 2011
My life anew
Hey wotsup my peeps , the subject of today's blog is my life anew , what it basically means is , that I actually don't have anything to say right now so because I have a blog I've gotta put up something , even if its nonsensical ramblings of a madman .
But anyhow My life anew .....let's see , aaahhh yes what I wanna say is for the past 3 yrs I've been trying to embrace change , I've been trying to grow as a person and grow up as a husband , there are many factors that has spurned on this need to change , the first is the fact that in my previous life ( when I was single) I had basically learned look out for myself because I had literally adopted the adage its the survival of the fittest , I had become a cold calculating bastard , but since having someone to share my life with I've had to learn that I no longer come first , I'm still learning how to share my emotions (which I still find difficult) being a man and all , but that is how I started my life anew a accept everyday of my new and scary life as a challenge and I dnt give up easily . That's all I have to say today so pip pip and cheerio
But anyhow My life anew .....let's see , aaahhh yes what I wanna say is for the past 3 yrs I've been trying to embrace change , I've been trying to grow as a person and grow up as a husband , there are many factors that has spurned on this need to change , the first is the fact that in my previous life ( when I was single) I had basically learned look out for myself because I had literally adopted the adage its the survival of the fittest , I had become a cold calculating bastard , but since having someone to share my life with I've had to learn that I no longer come first , I'm still learning how to share my emotions (which I still find difficult) being a man and all , but that is how I started my life anew a accept everyday of my new and scary life as a challenge and I dnt give up easily . That's all I have to say today so pip pip and cheerio
Wednesday 13 July 2011
A day in the life of a rookie
Whatsup yaaall? ..... I'm just putting up today's short post to update you in the day of a rookie detective . In order to do that I'm going break it down for ya , ok :
1) Wake up 04:15 prompt and prepare for the work day
2) No time for breakfast gotta catch the train at 05:30
3) Get to my office at 06:15 to catch up on some paper work
4) Have quick coffee before 07:30 if possible
5) 07:30 attend morning meetings and hear how useless we are
6) 08:30 deal with clients and hear how useless and illiterate we are
7) 12:00 hope to have some lunch if possible
8) Continue doing the job ai ja
9) Get home sometime before and start supper
10) 18:00 the wife gets home
11) Have supper and relax
12) 00:00 go do suspect raiding
13) 10:00 get home and chill job over day done to start over
Now you know that there is no horatio caine and his one liners solving a case in one day its alota insults and waiting and trying so ppl please appreciate the effort we doing because rome was not built in a day cheers I'm out.
1) Wake up 04:15 prompt and prepare for the work day
2) No time for breakfast gotta catch the train at 05:30
3) Get to my office at 06:15 to catch up on some paper work
4) Have quick coffee before 07:30 if possible
5) 07:30 attend morning meetings and hear how useless we are
6) 08:30 deal with clients and hear how useless and illiterate we are
7) 12:00 hope to have some lunch if possible
8) Continue doing the job ai ja
9) Get home sometime before and start supper
10) 18:00 the wife gets home
11) Have supper and relax
12) 00:00 go do suspect raiding
13) 10:00 get home and chill job over day done to start over
Now you know that there is no horatio caine and his one liners solving a case in one day its alota insults and waiting and trying so ppl please appreciate the effort we doing because rome was not built in a day cheers I'm out.
Monday 11 July 2011
The good ,the bad & the ugly
Hey there whatsup world how are you doing (I'm trying to improve my grammar) along with my manners hehe that's a work in progress apparently ......but anywho the point of todays rant is to let yall in on the brilliant day I'm having . First of all today I actually woke up on the right side of the bed (which if you ask my missus rarely ever happens , not being a morning person and all) , well the reason for my good behaviour / mood or whatever the masses calls it is due to the fact that yesterday that yesterday the missus bought herself her beauty (a little noddy car also known as a fiat uno) which also made our jetta my jetta whoooo! That's the good.
The bad is the fact that same uno has small problems thus making it as yet undrivable for her at this point in time which disappoints her and elle shows her disappointment (the biggest puppy dog eyes) so now it requires alota manual labour from myself not that I mind any form of labour to make her happy but father in law is not the type of person to wait for the weekend so yes that means I work this afternoon and tonight bleugh but I'm more than willing to do so" sacrifices must be made for the greater good"
Buuuut anyway now on to the ugly as of today I was put on a forced coke restriction the wife being concerned for health and all and also due to the fact that I might have a slight addiction to the stuff (which I don't) it just tastes so damn good and I've got this unquenchable thirst when I dnt have atleast a can of it but I'm not addicted ......so ja that's all I got to say for now so cya peeps I see ya in the near distant future
The bad is the fact that same uno has small problems thus making it as yet undrivable for her at this point in time which disappoints her and elle shows her disappointment (the biggest puppy dog eyes) so now it requires alota manual labour from myself not that I mind any form of labour to make her happy but father in law is not the type of person to wait for the weekend so yes that means I work this afternoon and tonight bleugh but I'm more than willing to do so" sacrifices must be made for the greater good"
Buuuut anyway now on to the ugly as of today I was put on a forced coke restriction the wife being concerned for health and all and also due to the fact that I might have a slight addiction to the stuff (which I don't) it just tastes so damn good and I've got this unquenchable thirst when I dnt have atleast a can of it but I'm not addicted ......so ja that's all I got to say for now so cya peeps I see ya in the near distant future
welcoming myself to blogpost
Well as you can see this here be my first post on my new blog / wall or whatever you call this .......*uhm okay let me start off by introducing myself you knw manners and all. Ok I'm the rookiehero I'm called this by the old lady (my wife) due to my extensive military , industrial firefighting and now policing (I'm currently employed as a detective within the saps) experience but I have to add I was a milkman an apprentice carpenter and a manager in training at a fast food chain (notjing heroic about attending to customer complaints all day is there ;)) I rather consider myself a anti-hero my choices in my life with regards to my careers was mostly driven by the need to be accepted in society , growing up as a shy and awkward child , my parents "going" their separate ways and not receiving much of anything from my old man prompted me to join the army and hopefully fall of the face of the earth which I obviously did not because I'm writing this blog aint I.
But yeah moving on , I spent 6 years hiding from the world , 6 years of my life I won't say that was completely wasted (but it was a waste of time ) in those six yrs I've grown up somewhat but not entirely (the army makes a man or man -woman out of you) I've experienced many things eg celebrating my 21st birthday by myself on my army bed , having my hair shaved off , border deployments night operations , firefights(shootouts), the accidental deaths of two of my colleagues one of which was a good friend and war simulations (being a amoured recon driver that was my most unforgetable experience I loved every minute of it , which boy that has a tank to drive wouldn't ) I also severly injured my knee my shoulder and broke a thumb(playing soccer with my squadron) . My point is this in those six years away from home hoping to find happiness I wasn't truly happy until I found what I was searching for at home , she knows who I'm speaking about she brought me home and made me whole again (I'm speaking about my wife , my life , my reason for being who I am ) ishe gave me the courage to face my demons and gave me shelter ( not that she is fat cause she aint) to hide from them but before I bore you let me have a soapy moiment and say .....next time on days of my life "from soldier to firefighter ) this is rookiehero sayin peace.
But yeah moving on , I spent 6 years hiding from the world , 6 years of my life I won't say that was completely wasted (but it was a waste of time ) in those six yrs I've grown up somewhat but not entirely (the army makes a man or man -woman out of you) I've experienced many things eg celebrating my 21st birthday by myself on my army bed , having my hair shaved off , border deployments night operations , firefights(shootouts), the accidental deaths of two of my colleagues one of which was a good friend and war simulations (being a amoured recon driver that was my most unforgetable experience I loved every minute of it , which boy that has a tank to drive wouldn't ) I also severly injured my knee my shoulder and broke a thumb(playing soccer with my squadron) . My point is this in those six years away from home hoping to find happiness I wasn't truly happy until I found what I was searching for at home , she knows who I'm speaking about she brought me home and made me whole again (I'm speaking about my wife , my life , my reason for being who I am ) ishe gave me the courage to face my demons and gave me shelter ( not that she is fat cause she aint) to hide from them but before I bore you let me have a soapy moiment and say .....next time on days of my life "from soldier to firefighter ) this is rookiehero sayin peace.
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