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Last Updated: 11/30/2007

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Gender: Male
Status: In a Relationship
Age: 34
Sign: Gemini

City: Blackpool
State: Northwest
Country: UK
Signup Date: 5/7/2006
Monday, April 30, 2007 

Current mood:  sleepy

Excuse my bad mood this morning but I couldn't sleep last night and I had to be up at the crack of dawn to give Simon a lift into work, and give Tyler a walk.  Plus my  PC is playing up and this is my 2nd attempt at starting the blog.  Tyler is sat next to me after running around with her 2 current favourite toys, one is a radioactive yellow, squeaky cube and the other looks like something from the sleazy section of Clone Zone.

 

So this week We had my grandmothers funeral.  For me this involved seeing lots of cousins, uncles and aunts who I haven't seen in the best part of a decade.  There were lots of tears and alcohol and comments like "It's such a shock" (she was 91, how much of a shock can it be), "She was firm but fair" (she was stubborn and nasty), "We really must keep in touch" (No chance).  If the amount of booze my dad was knocking back and his permanently 'rosy' cheeks, is anything to go by, he'll be next.

 

The best thing about going back was seeing my old schoolmate Teresa.  I called her on the drive down and she said "that's great, you can go climbing with me."  So after bringing the body into the church, I met up with Teresa in what looked like a disused warehouse.  Inside it was full of skateboarding ramps and climbing walls of various hights and angles.  After seeing Teresa speed up to the top of one of these walls, panic started setting in and I considered just watching her.  But I had got this far so I decided to get harnessed up and have a go myself.  My 1st attempt was fairly pitiful getting about 8 foot up. But I persevered and found an easier wall and managed to get to the top.   As I climbed I was petrified but determined.  At several points I was ready to call to Teresa to let her know I was coming down, but I somehow drew on my own stubbornness to make it to the top.  We then went around to different walls where we could both have a go.  The hardest part was trying to concentrate on the climbing while all around me were fantastically good looking young men, showing off their perfectly toned tattooed bodies, speeding around impossibly difficult slopes, bends and curves.

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