Current mood:

giggly

New Year, better start posting again...
Ok, so 2008 then. Great, another new year, more reminds I'm getting older, gfatter and grumpier. Awesome. So, where to begin? Well, lets start with the good stuff first. And that good stuff is this... I'm one step away from possibly becomming a train driver.

Ok, get back here, its not THAT bad. I wont be on the mainline, I wont be scaring passangers (yet) and I'll be limited to 5mph in a train yard. But its a start, right? Right? Glad to see you all agree here. Its been a long time happening, and those of you who've been following me with trepidation ulcer-causing worry-gland on overtime (You know who you are) are able to start relaxing a little, knowing that only an Act of Mike would screw things up at this point in the procedings. 

Yes, I passed the psychometric testing. And I am indeed crazy enough to be a train driver. Not everyone made it though, 2 of the guys who took the test failed early on, leaving me and one other outwardly smiling in a nervous manner, while inwardly swearing at the evil stupid reaction testing program that was designed back in the days of steam-driven 286s. Also, a word of warning... computer games DONT sharpen your reflexes like people claim. We were both frantically button mashing, pedal stomping and bleep-identifying until we were both convinced nothing short of the computers exploding would cause us to pass. 

We did fine, as it turns out. I dont know how, I dont know why, but we did. 

So, all thats left as far as I am aware, is an interview with the people I already know quite well, and then to proceed with the training and crashing of simulated trains (assuming the previously mentioned AoM doesnt happen).

Ok, what else? What else has gone on in the life of me, the important person writing these rather delectable words. (See, I know big words too, stop laughing). Well, tell you the truth? Not a huge amount. Mostly trying not to freeze to rails (true), break my back with Kangos (also true) and learning how to unicycle (Ok, not true. But it would be fun). I'm slowly getting to grips with being more organised (In the same way Mike Tyson mastered tha art of public speaking). Things are improving, little by little, and I'm feeling slightly less useless than normal. Next up is trying to shift what appears to be a vaccuum packed dish of lard stapled to my front (Slight over-emphasis there) and getting back in trim. New diet (Ha! Hahaha! Hahahahahhaha!) and new clothes (They'll give me a uniform when I start, right?) and a new job. 

Its now 23:00, and my brain is slowly dissolving. Not in alcohol, which I wouldnt mind, but in thought. Well, what seems to be thought. Either that, or a headache. One way or another, I'll have a better grip on reality and be able to post something alittle less inananananane, and more coherant (another big word! Thats what, 5 now?) .

So, without further faffing about and procrastination... I'm off to get a cuppa. Stay good and groovy, people!