Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Top of the league

We are. Today at least. I'll enjoy it while it lasts (until tonight that is).

Not impressed with last nightt's performance. Pards has played us 5-3-2, with Yossi on the bench and Matty out it's left us with serious cracks in the midfield and awful long balls into nowhere. I haven't seen that many rubbish first touches in a long while... But then again, it was an away game against a fully geared up side so I won't complain and take the point, hoping we'll be back to our 4-4-2 next week at Anfield.

Watching the match on Al-Jazeera (sp?) in a pub full of inbreads wasn't too great. Since I'm not smoking I bloody hate others smoking around me. Ex smokers are the worst? Indeed. Although I do have a sneaky one here and there...

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Meet the parents

Sunday morning after the Saturday night (of which I can't remember much so I bet it was good) I woke up at 8am, hung over, totally detached from the world out there...

But still went to watch A play a friendly, trying to hold conversation with other people watching, not good... But we managed to have the "phase 2" talk, well he talked and I listened, that is.

I hate the fact that I can't express myself the way I could speaking my first language, and although it all scares the living shit out of me I'm happier than ever. So it's all good, it's going somewhere, and we're onto something good, I think, and I wasn't that relaxed since puberty kicked in when I was 13.

Greedy fucks

I found out recently that my bank is charging me £125 every time I go over my overdraft limit - which happens quite a lot. Originally my card would block at the limit, so no harm done, but that's changed for some reason last year... I must have paid over £1000 in "administration fees", fucking joke, and this month it was looking like happening again (getting paid after bank holiday weekend and that).

So I call my bank, excepting the worst, getting all the frustration out (see above) and the girl goes "well then how about just tripling your ofterdraft limit". Err. Thanks, double is fine.

Besides the fact that the charges are absolutely ludacris (and it's my own fucking fault that I haven't stepped in the first time I spotted the fee on my statement, stupid cow) I must say that was the most easy "I have to speak to my bank" stuff I've done in my life. In England. I'm impressed!

Monday, August 21, 2006

I'm still alive, I think...

Football has well and truly landed... Out on the lash from lunchtime Saturday, after some pints of Stella my traditional "let's get the shots in" opener... that's when things started to get messy and all went blurry. Well. As I said, football has landed.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

16 days left...

... until real football starts. In the meantime, I'll shoot off for a week in France, and what can I say - I'm not even looking forward to it, not because I don't like what's coming, more like because of what I'm leaving behind. Ah well, I'll survive.