One small step for man...

So here I am, sat in my bedroom...well...I say sat, but I'm actually laid on my bed, stomach-down, which is probably not the greatest idea seeing as though I've been suffering from a bad back since Monday which has almost crippled me into an old-man-like shape around the office. You should have seen me (and if you work with me, you probably ain't been able to miss me). It took me an age to shuffle across the office to the printer and back the twenty-seven times I had to go pick up some invoicing or other print that I had produced. Apparently I'm going to be getting a printer on my desk which will help things. But I do have to stress that the desk-printer isn't as a result of the bad back. That was something that was agreed last week to make life easier with the invoicing.

But anyway, so I’m laid here aggravating the bad back, typing a blog and MSN-ing my girlfriend Charlotte all at the same time as looking around my room and thinking "holy shit I need to tidy up". I am positioned in the far corner of a room which couldn't possibly look more untidy. In fact, if a tornado ripped through this room now, the resulting debris would actually be tidier than it currently is...and who knows, I might find some Munchkins at the end of a Yellow Brick Road underneath all the scattered DVDs and wires and random sheets of paper, which could be anything from reminders of bills to Xbox game instruction manuals.

I will tidy it...I promise...and I'm even going to keep you updated in Blog-ville about the progress of the room. Hell, I might even document it with photos and show you just how much of a state it is in. Although that ain't gonna happen tonight because a) my camera is in another room and b) I’m too lazy to drag my arse off this bed and across all the rubble in the room to go and get it. It is actually like the obstacle course on Krypton Factor getting from one side of the room to the other. I keep expecting to end up emerging in a studio and having to go fit together some wacky jigsaw or fly a Boing-747 into a field 100-yards wide of a computerized runway each and every time I cross the room.

I just twisted my body to look across my room to check whether Gordon Burns was sat at a desk at the far side, and my back twanged again. I don’t think I should be in this position for very much longer!

Charlotte has logged offline now so I’m stuck in the World Wide Web with nothing more than Facebook and the delights of WACCOE, the Leeds United football fan forums to keep me company. WACCOE is a funny little world. Firstly, the acronym stands for “We Are the Champions, Champions Of Europe” which is a popular chant at Elland Road nowadays, along with “Luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuciano Becchiooooooooooooo” and “Fabian Delph! Fabian Delph! Fabian Delph”. As you can see, the Leeds fans are really excelling themselves in the lowly depths of League One with their clever song lyrics!

So anyway, WACCOE is a very odd world indeed. It is both informative and comedic all in one. Sometimes it’s comedic when it’s meant to be informative…and vice versa. I am widely known on there by most of them and we have a laugh, to an extent…well, until I mention either wrestling, McFly or TV gameshow appearances, and then all of a sudden the windups start. Although to be perfectly honest, the fact that they get mentioned in the first place is mainly because I’m on a windup myself and it’s always fun to see the flurry of comments that are directed at me from “top lad” all the way down to things that I ain’t going to post on here, just in case my Mum reads it!

So…WACCOE and Facebook. Not exactly utilizing a massive proportion of the internet is it? Oh, and don’t forget I occasionally pop onto the BBC News website and IMDb.com now and then.

Why is it that there’s so much stuff out there on the internet, yet you tend to stick to about 4 or 5 sites and not navigate too much away from them? In fact, I realized that a long time ago and created a custom homepage with links to the main sites I do use to make navigation even quicker at http://www.screwthebanker.com/myhome.html

So there we go…a bit of rambling until next time.

Ciao for now!