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Yep, I’m just reading comics this evening whilst watching the Superbowl. This is a recent beauty from Girls With Slingshots, which is far too funny.

Yep, I’m just reading comics this evening whilst watching the Superbowl. This is a recent beauty from Girls With Slingshots, which is far too funny.

Wow, today’s Pearls Before Swine is just fantastic.

Stephen Pastis, the author, often draws himself into his strip, usually in a self-mocking and/or sarcastic manner, but today he tugs massively on the heartstrings.

Wow, today’s Pearls Before Swine is just fantastic.

Stephen Pastis, the author, often draws himself into his strip, usually in a self-mocking and/or sarcastic manner, but today he tugs massively on the heartstrings.

Pretty good seats. What excites me is the number of gas canisters right in front of the stage. FIRE!

Pretty good seats. What excites me is the number of gas canisters right in front of the stage. FIRE!

Well, that hurt…

T-minus 37 minutes until my first (and probably only) session with a personal trainer at the gym. I was in there one lunchtime last week, trying to fight off a godawful hangover, when one of the trainers came over and started chatting about what kind of routines/programmes I do, and so on.

I tend to be relatively aimless when I’m at the gym, and am not working towards anything in particular, other than a vague goal to lose some weight around my middle and be a bit healthier. I like programmes such as 200 sit-ups, because they give me concrete targets and numbers to hit each week, which in turn motivates me to get my ass into the gym in the first place.

Without that motivation, it’s far too easy to not go, and then it becomes a cumulative effect, knowing that each time you don’t go, the first one back is harder. Miss a whole week and you really don’t feel like going any time soon.

The session I’m having today is free, which is a bit of a result, but I can’t see myself paying for any further sessions, to be honest. They’re just too expensive for me to really justify it.

I’m hoping to get some ideas, and to get some motivation back into my system. Maybe even some finite targets to achieve. It’s definitely a mental thing for me, because I thoroughly enjoy the act of working out. But getting to the gym seems to be the difficulty that I need to overcome…

I’m off to Venice tomorrow for a long weekend with the girlfriend, and am thoroughly looking forward to it. I’ve been before, once when I was really young with my family, and then on a whistle-stop day or two as part of a longer road-trip with some friends a few years ago.

She’s never been, and has been mentioning that fact for at least the last 12 months. Shortly before Christmas, I bought a guide book for the city, and booked flights and a hotel, without telling her.

On Christmas Day, one of my presents to her was the guide book, which she seemed a little surprised at. She asked “Are we going to Venice?”, and I told her to look inside the book. There, waiting, were the flight bookings and hotel reservation, ready to go. She had tears in her eyes, which I think is a good sign.

I admit it, I’m damned good at this relationship stuff sometimes.

Unfortunately, the weather is conspiring against us this weekend. Rain, rain, and more rain. Just like being in London, but with water below as well as above…

Anybody have any tips, restaurant/bar/sights-wise?

I’m off to Venice tomorrow for a long weekend with the girlfriend, and am thoroughly looking forward to it. I’ve been before, once when I was really young with my family, and then on a whistle-stop day or two as part of a longer road-trip with some friends a few years ago.

She’s never been, and has been mentioning that fact for at least the last 12 months. Shortly before Christmas, I bought a guide book for the city, and booked flights and a hotel, without telling her.

On Christmas Day, one of my presents to her was the guide book, which she seemed a little surprised at. She asked “Are we going to Venice?”, and I told her to look inside the book. There, waiting, were the flight bookings and hotel reservation, ready to go. She had tears in her eyes, which I think is a good sign.

I admit it, I’m damned good at this relationship stuff sometimes.

Unfortunately, the weather is conspiring against us this weekend. Rain, rain, and more rain. Just like being in London, but with water below as well as above…

Anybody have any tips, restaurant/bar/sights-wise?

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Rammstein - Du Hast

Tomorrow evening, I’ll be ticking off one of the bands on my list that I’ve always wanted to see live: Rammstein. They’re on at Wembley Arena, and thankfully a mate of mine managed to get a couple of tickets.

Rammstein are famous for their live shows, which are usually full of explosions and incredibly pyro-maniac in nature. I read somewhere that they do this because they expect the general (non-German) audience not to fully understand the lyrics. Thus the music and the visuals become more important to the experience of the live show.

I’m biased, because I speak German, but I love this band. The lyrics are actually really clever in their use of puns and wordplay, and the themes they cover aren’t the usual ones you find in music. Put this together with some absolutely pounding industrial metal, and it’s a match made in heavy metal heaven.

I’m really excited about tomorrow night, and can’t wait. After Rammstein, the only two bands that I desperately want to see live: Korn, and Faithless. Sometime soon, sometime soon…

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I’ve had a beard for over 7 months now, and I’ve forgotten what my chin looks like. I think I’m getting a little bored with it now, so might get rid of it in the not-too-distant future.

I’ve got some new glasses being delivered next week, so it’s probably time for a new look…

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