Monthly Archive for November, 2008

Blue Fury

Well, this weekend was strange to say the least, but a lot of good came out of it. Got a lot of info regarding my career and stuff so, hopefully, this time next year I’ll be in Devon and Cornwall Constabulary. There just seems to be something very rewarding being a police officer, tackling crime and ensuring a safe environment for the community as well as providing eduacation for the youth of tomorrow. Wow that all sounds so wierd coming out of my mouth. Well my fingers, but I do read aloud what I type (sometimes).

Anyway, another quick one and back to work,

Adios

Señor Martín Juan Toy (not exactly a very Spanish last name but sod it)

Sunshine Lollipops, Rainbows…. (God I hate that song)

Morning,

You ever had an extremely annoying song stuck in your head for like two days? I’ve had 3. Mainly my fault for having an extremely annoying and head sticking in music library, and partially my mates fault for having the Ghostbusters theme in his head for ages…

Anyway, I digress, It seems to me that the general population of youth have suddenly become sugar crazed imbeciels. This morning, just sat nice and quietly, thinking and dreaming my dreamy little dreams, when the joy is broken like someone lighting a french banger in church with an enquiry about the colour of plums. Oh you can imagine me now, my own little world that I had immersed myself in, completely ruined by one small question. I was furious at the sheer stupidity and quite literally shouted at the now startled person ‘WHAT COLOUR DO YOU THINK A PLUM IS YOU F*CKING MORON? YELLOW? IT’S PURPLE YOU T*T’ This, of course was not well received and started a massive row on the bus, thankfully some very helpful people who care about this kinda stuff more than me, broke up the row and the bus journey continued peacefully just with the occasional sound of pain from some year 7’s beating each other up. What a bright bunch of people.

My work brings me into close encounters with this standard idiocy, I have students claiming that you can get pregnant goldfish, students that think websites that are filtered are obviously the work of a malevolent and disgruntled IT Technician and nothing to do with automatic word filters, students that just push the boundries of stupidity by any means possible just to annoy me. Mind you I can’t just say that and not mentioning the vast quantities of people that are quite bright and helpful and do not ask silly things like ‘Can you help me with some homework?’ and then not explain a bloody thing.

Bring back national service I say.

Anyway, work is very tedious, being ill the last few weeks has thrown me off pace and I’m lagging far behind on the paperwork. ‘So why are you wasting your time writing on your blog?’ I hear you cry, the simple answer is that the paperwork I have to do is so dull and boring I have to have little breaks to sort myself out before the next onslaught of work so this is a nice way to vent myself.

Anyway, back to work,

toodle-pip!

Martin :)

Windows 7

Just a quick one, just have a little bit of time at work for doing whatever I want before it back to the old grindstone and typing my lil fingers away to bloody stumps! Just wanted to say that I’ve been using the windows 7 (PRE) (Thank you Samson) Beta for a few weeks now and already I love it!

There are a few issues with the UI (user interface) and some issues involving moving files and occasionally it decides its hilarious to throw me off whilst playing Far Cry 2 but apart form that, its brilliant and stable and it looks gorgeous! I’m going to upload some screenshots soon and edit this post so watch this space!

Anyway back to getting an RSI in my fingers,

Speak again soon:

Martin

Pillow Mint Blog

Welcome to pillowmint.co.uk’s blog!

As you can see I’ve done, well, not much in the way of editing the blog so far, still pretty standard but that’s all to change soon, so watch this space. I’m looking forward to updating this blog because it feels more mine with my own URL.

Anyway time is short and I must dash,

Write again soon,

Martin