GRRRRRRRRRR

Fucking fucking autotoll!

Autotoll is a magic box which allows you to use toll roads and have the cost automatically deducted as you go through the (unmanned) toll booth at 40kmh.

I would like to own an Autotoll card. However the website lets me fill in all my details and then does ABSOLUTELY NOTHING when I press the send button.

The website also lists  petrol stations (that's Gas Stations for any Americans reading, should there be any) where you can supposedly buy them also. Can you buy them? Can you MY ASS!

I think I will have to resort to snail mail because when you ring the helpline up, you can never, ever speak to a real person.

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First Aid

I passed my First Aid Exam.

I am very excited and now slightly less ill informed about what to do in case of injury.

Hurrah!

Getting more sorted

Right,

Things are all calming down.

Boat relocated and in boat bag.

Still no curtains.

Have worked out how to get to my new apt from Central and vice versa.

Next weekend is bike restoration weekend.....

Unsettled

I am unsettled.

Many things have changed for me over the last week.

I have

1) Moved desk at work (no biggie that one admittedly

2) Moved apartment

3) Arranged to move my boat (I actually have to do that tomorrow)

4) Bought a new second hand car....

I am feeling unsettled as I sit here in my new place, with no curtains.......

However this is stupid as I am so much better off than so many people and really have nothing to worry about.

I have a theory that each individual has a natural level of worry. So if a worrier has enough to eat, somewhere nice to live, a good job, good health etc, he or she will worry about something relatively trivial instead.

Hmmmm. Perhaps I should revisit that when I have more time.

But must get on, got the TV working, got the wireless base station working, now time to get the PC going....

Laters (as my Blog friend Nicey would say)

Moving

It's all change in the House of Mouse.

1) Moved desks at work on Friday.

2) Will be moving my boat this coming weekend to new storage place

3) Will be moving flat on Thurs and Fri of this coming week.

So everything is changing, pretty much.

Am I stressed about this? Errr, well, yes, quite a lot actually. & things aren't being helped my my incredible fatigue (due I believe  to a disgusting case of cold/cough I had last week that I haven't shaken off fully).

Luckily it's the HK 7's this weekend, so whilst everyone else is distracted by the beer and Naughty Policewomen (for men) and beer and large-thighed rugby players (for women), I will be either on the water or walking aimlessly around my flat trying to work out where the fuck all my stuff is.

However new flat is light, sunny and just renovated so I should enjoy living there.

& whilst I think of it, a very happy UK Mother's Day to everyone (Of course it's sometime in April in HK but try explaining that to your UK based mother....)

Ciao for now.

& speaking of

Shit, work's all a bit shit. So I will do what I usually do when depressed about work and go and watch a little bit of "We were soldiers". Gives me a bit of perspective on my like.

And as another aside, I spare a thought for Natasha Richardson and her family and friends. May she rest in peace.

Japan trip - Part 2

Finally, central Tokyo and a decent karaoke bar.

My song - Angels - Robbie Williams.

The crowd liked the song, but were divided on my sexuality. Some thought I must be gay cos I can sing at least passably well. Others, like the lady who grabbed my ass when I was at the bar, seemed to think otherwise.

As an aside, Karaoke Bars in HK are shit, shit, shit and I'm never going to one again after the last time (summer 2008).

Gah!

Japan trip - Part 1

I met up with my long time friend W and her lovely husband G on Saturday night in Tokyo. During the course of a somewhat epic evening, W said I would be unable to unhook R's bra with one hand. Of course I said I would be able to but chose not to.

Well, to cut a long story short, I had to put up or shut up and deftly popped the back open with one hand. Nobody was more surprised than me, given that I hadn't had to do that for a long long time.

Apparently it's like riding a bike. Who knew?

First Aid

My company, in an unexpected gesture for a MNC, asked for volunteers to do a St John's Ambulance First Aid Course a little while ago.

I signed up because as well as being very handsome and intelligent, I also

a) do a lot of sports outdoors  where people might get broken  limbs etc or hypothermia

b) think it's  a good idea to be able to help, were someone to start choking, going blue etc etc in front of you.

As an added bonus I got to go learn during company time every thursday in Feb. Result!

But now the fun and games are over and I have my exam tomorrow. So I should be revising.

But before I go, top 3 things I have learnt on the course are:

1) Keep severed body parts at 4 degrees C for maximum preservation (& don't let them come into direct contact with the ice)

2) Blood is made up of 55% plasma

3) Automated external defibrillators are very cool.

My Dad

Was just talking to my Mum about my Dad. He died when I was 18 years old and I still miss him all these years later.