So, it's been ages since i updated my journal, n i thought i'd let you know what's been going on with moi.

Firstly, the move was ok but the drive up was a nightmare... we only got about 3 hours sleep, and very very stressed out (don't ask). Scotland is awesomesauce, really it is. The area we're living in is so beautiful, and Glasgow city center is fabulous. My first time into Glasgow itself was awesome, because it was a devmeet. I met =in-art-we-trust `switchbladeserenade ~AuntieTheft *starlightofdawn =diamond281 ~ArdentRam ~UnityWhispers =Del2004 ~dinktheenforcer and ~Anti-batman... sorry if i missed anyone out

Since then I've been looking for work, and I started the application process to join the army... which is on hold until after Christmas because i broke my ribs playing football with the Scots Guards (the regiment i want to join) during 2 day look at life course. I really enjoyed the course... we did the mile and a half run, which i managed to complete in 9 minutes 55 seconds, a new personal best. We then played football, and i broke my ribs (i suck at football). After that we went to Castlelaw farm, and took part in a command task which was fun... we had to get our entire team (5 guys) across a stretch of grass and back without touching the grass, picking up a weighted ammo box half way through the first stage. We had a metal barrel, traffic cone, two tyres and a 5 foot plank of wood to work with. Then we had a few lessons on the type of kit an infantryman carries, the rations, and poncho positions (all inclusive outdoor accommodation ), as well as the warrior armoured personnel carrier, which i'd love to learn how to drive. The night recon patrol exercise we did was ok, but it could have gone better than it did. The next morning it was up at 6:30am, and we all chipped in on cleaning chores n stuff before vacating the farm house and going back down to the barracks for breakfast and paintballing, followed by another game of football (no, i didn't pick up any more injuries).

So yeah... now my application is on hold till january, waiting for my ribs to heal. I'm pretty pissed off about it, but shit happens and i'll deal with it. There's not much i can do about it, and i'm well aware that it was an accident. Life goes on, no? I just hope my fitness level doesn't suffer too much because of this. I recon i'll be able to start running again in the next two weeks, though sit ups and stuff that taxes the abdominals might take a bit longer before i can manage.

and oh yeah... the cake is a lie!

P.S: i've noticed i'm coming up to 10k PV... so, i thought i'd do something special... the person that gets a screeny of my 9,999th page view gets a special lil something.

Well, at 8am, Tuesday August 7th, a removal company will be arriving to empty the house. Then, at some point between 12pm and 3pm, the new house owners arrive to take the keys. Once the house is totally empty, we'll all be setting off for Scotland. We plan to spend the night in a hotel by the road, arriving at our new house mid morning, Wednesday the 8th... our stuff will be arriving there mid afternoon. So, happy birthday deviantart... i hope it's a good one