<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:29:34.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambled Egg</title><subtitle type='html'>a series of commentaries about weekend and those other days inbetween when I'm Corona less...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-110735247174190009</id><published>2005-02-02T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-02T13:54:31.740Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Must try and keep this updated..So I decided I want to buy a place of my own instead, after talking it over with my parents. They've pursuaded me to wait until July though, when I'm due a payrise. To avoid living on a shoestring. So thats that for now.L went back to uni at the weekend. Time with her out of my hair will do me good I think.I'm starting to notice other folk again, which I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/110735247174190009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/110735247174190009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2005/02/must-try-and-keep-this-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-110553819853721606</id><published>2005-01-12T13:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-12T13:56:38.536Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've decided I'm going to move out, into rented accommodation.I know a place that is *perfect* for me.I'm going to tell the folks tonight, wish me luck!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/110553819853721606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/110553819853721606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2005/01/ive-decided-im-going-to-move-out-into.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-110536501781101725</id><published>2005-01-10T13:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-10T13:50:17.810Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maybe I should start writing again, I can now see a light at the end of this tunnel.For the past few weeks I've not been able to see how I can get around this and have been trying mostly not to think about things. And occupying time in which I might by getting so drunk I don't know what day it is. I've been treated like shit, but perhaps I deserved it, and perhaps that needed to happen. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/110536501781101725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/110536501781101725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2005/01/maybe-i-should-start-writing-again-i.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109991790470755936</id><published>2004-11-08T13:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-08T12:45:04.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not updating as much these days, largely because the page is now blocked outside of lunchtime which I use to go on the board.So my first week as a singleton is now over, it seems to have gone by so slowly. It’ll take some getting used to being alone again on most weeknights. I do miss him, but still believe I made the right decision. I went over to stay with Lauren this weekend. It was just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109991790470755936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109991790470755936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/11/not-updating-as-much-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109905321094175694</id><published>2004-10-29T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T13:33:30.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am talking to myself now.........</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109905321094175694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109905321094175694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-talking-to-myself-now.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109879112153117673</id><published>2004-10-26T13:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T12:45:21.530+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I didn’t do much at the weekend really, it was nice to have a nearly-full group out again on Saturday. And on Sunday night Martin graced us with his presence and his new lady friend, Wendy. We don’t see him much these days so that was cool. We visited the chip shop for the third week in a row, its just too tempting. I had a nice portion of chips and curry then we all went to Graham’s to play with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109879112153117673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109879112153117673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-didnt-do-much-at-weekend-really-it.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109844062585688093</id><published>2004-10-22T11:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T11:23:45.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think my cough is finally starting to leave me.. although I think I must have pulled a muscle in my side from it. Its so sore, I imagine this is how it feels to have a broken rib. I'm feeling a little less glum today, still totally mixed up though.This weekend should be good, Damian, Becky, Ady and Rach are all coming home. Don't know what the plan is yet but it'll be good to see them all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109844062585688093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109844062585688093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-think-my-cough-is-finally-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109828249719570980</id><published>2004-10-20T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:30:47.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh shit.. here we go again. Heres an extract from an email I sent to Lauren.."I've been having major guilt pangs again and have been seeking advice and opinions from various sources (my friend Ali, who I wrote to, I emailed a few people and have been searching the net etc etc..) and I've come to the conclusion that something needs to change. I can't carry on like this.The more I think about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109828249719570980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109828249719570980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109808819297215814</id><published>2004-10-18T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T09:29:52.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Illness of the week: CoughMy little cough that I caught from Bangor has developed into a sore, cough-every-two-seconds type thing combined with the start of a cold. Theres a lot of crap on my chest which I keep coughing up - lovely.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109808819297215814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109808819297215814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/illness-of-week-cough-my-little-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109774726328353858</id><published>2004-10-14T10:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T10:47:43.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got home from work on tuesday night, had some tea and then went to bed. My tea came back not long afterwards and I proceeded to throw up for the duration of the evening. Needless to say, I took the day off yesterday. No longer do ill folk have to suffer the torture of daytime TV, thanks to the gift of dvd and Sky Movies! I watched Kill Bill, then caught the end of Harry Potter &amp; The Chamber of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109774726328353858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109774726328353858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-got-home-from-work-on-tuesday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109748393502271593</id><published>2004-10-11T08:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T09:38:55.023+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay! I had a great weekend! Had a bit of a bad journey over there though. I set off at about 3.50pm and didn't arrive until coming up to 7. I was stuck in a jam for over an hour which wasn't fun. I must admit I used my phone whilst driving a few times to let Lauren know where I was. I normally curse people who do that, but it was a straight road. I won't be making a habit of it. Laurens friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109748393502271593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109748393502271593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/yay-i-had-great-weekend-had-bit-of-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109724111869011760</id><published>2004-10-08T14:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T14:11:58.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm off to Bangor this afternoon. I can't wait. I spoke to Lauren last night and apparently her friends are planning tonight to be an all-nighter! Eeek, I hope I can keep up with these young things. In my defence, I have been at work all week and everyone else well.. they're students!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109724111869011760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109724111869011760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/well-im-off-to-bangor-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109713611013370543</id><published>2004-10-07T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T09:01:50.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had to go to Lauren’s last night, her mum called me and asked if I could pick up some stuff to take over on Friday, including a birthday cake from Costco. I had visions of her handing me this huge cake cause usually stuff from Costco well, is normally pretty huge! But I needn't have worried, it turned out to be a nice, normal-sized one. I’ll have to be careful driving over there, no sudden </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109713611013370543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109713611013370543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-had-to-go-to-laurens-last-night-her.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109687895176161051</id><published>2004-10-04T09:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T09:35:51.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a sneaky egg.On thursday night, for a laugh, I thought I'd wind Phil up by pretending I'd had the top of my ear pierced and wearing my fake earring there. He told me off a bit etc but I kept the joke going on friday night too. Then I thought, I might as well just go and get it done properly now! So I did, I got up early on saturday and sneaked into Manchester to get it done.I've had it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109687895176161051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109687895176161051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-am-sneaky-egg.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109653087246878805</id><published>2004-09-30T08:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T08:54:32.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week's going by pretty quickly thank goodness. I went for some retail therapy last night, got a couple more work shirts and a new suit. But best of all, the trainers I've been after for a while now. I love them, I think I'll wear them later.I'm still waiting for a reply off Ali, talk about keeping me in suspense.I can't wake up this morning...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109653087246878805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109653087246878805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-weeks-going-by-pretty-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109627505429999811</id><published>2004-09-27T09:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T09:54:33.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.. amazingly, I've had a good weekend! On friday night I went out with work folk. Its only the second social outing I've attended with them so I wasn't really looking forward to it. But again, I had a great night. We went bowling at 6pm, other people started drinking then and so did I. (Always helps to get the tongue wagging). We had a couple of games and then went to an italian restaurant in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109627505429999811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109627505429999811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109593888787711424</id><published>2004-09-23T13:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T12:28:07.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This week is d-r-a-g-g-i-n-g. Largely due to me missing Lauren so much. I don't know how I'm going to manage. I'm trying to keep busy, and trying to take my mind off her.. but I'm finding that tough.Phil and I went to visit Jo and Craig on monday night, I gave them my set of photos from Cornwall. I'll have to get another set for myself. On tuesday night I did a bit of writing, to all four </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109593888787711424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109593888787711424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/this-week-is-d-r-g-g-i-n-g.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109568585141360502</id><published>2004-09-20T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T14:10:51.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well.. shes gone. I can't believe how quickly this has come around. Its probably a good thing, as things were getting a little.. um, intense.I picked her up on my way home on friday and we spent the afternoon together watching MTV2. We had fajitas and other people started arriving from 8. It was a good party, I made many cocktails, but took it easier than last time and ended up being less drunk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109568585141360502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109568585141360502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/well.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109542149849125921</id><published>2004-09-17T13:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T12:44:58.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm deliriously happy.Got a new PC at work (finally) Windows XP greatness.Its friday.Tonight... I'm partying.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109542149849125921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109542149849125921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/im-deliriously-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109508831871508598</id><published>2004-09-13T16:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T16:11:58.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel so stuck in the middle. Ryan only feels comfortable talking to me about things, and so does Lauren. I care for them both, but I feel very guilty too obviously. I feel such a hypocrite talking to Ryan - I don't know how I'm managing to live with myself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109508831871508598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109508831871508598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-feel-so-stuck-in-middle.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109446624539003339</id><published>2004-09-06T11:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T11:24:05.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a weekend..I went to see Lauren on friday afternoon to talk to her about what had happened the evening before, both her and Ryan were drunk so it was uncertain how the two of them stood. My only advice was that she needed to talk to him, sooner rather than later, and of course whilst sober. That evening she went out with some other friends. Then later on when she got back she rang me to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109446624539003339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109446624539003339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109421338803113439</id><published>2004-09-03T13:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T13:10:04.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hair..http://www.zefrank.com/bulletin/showthread.php?s=&amp;threadid=5861&amp;perpage=15&amp;pagenumber=5</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109421338803113439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109421338803113439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/hair.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109419657625206189</id><published>2004-09-03T08:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T08:29:36.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back home, back to normal, and back to drama.Lauren split up with her boyfriend last night. I can't work out whether this is good or bad. I feel partly responsible, obviously, even though she denies I am.I don't know what to think.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109419657625206189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109419657625206189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/back-home-back-to-normal-and-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109403753162503205</id><published>2004-09-01T11:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T12:18:51.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damn, that was a busy month!I had a fab holiday, it seems so long ago now. It was great to catch up with Jo &amp; Craig, we all got along so well, we just 'click.'The first week was glorious. Sun, sun, sun. Spent a few days at the beach that week. Jo and I tried out body-boarding. Over the two weeks we visited practically every town along the south coast. During the second week the weather was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109403753162503205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109403753162503205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/09/damn-that-was-busy-month-i-had-fab.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109328428209171993</id><published>2004-08-23T19:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T19:04:42.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holiday pics...........http://www.zefrank.com/bulletin/showthread.php?s=&amp;postid=192728#post192728</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109328428209171993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109328428209171993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/08/holiday-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109326690087782133</id><published>2004-08-23T14:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T14:15:00.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a fabulous trip, I have lots of lovely pics to post for you all too.I'm stupidly busy at work though, my boss is off this week so I have twice as much to do. I'll tell you all about Cornwall when things calm down a little!:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109326690087782133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109326690087782133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/08/had-fabulous-trip-i-have-lots-of.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109179460828934727</id><published>2004-08-06T13:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T13:16:48.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well.. I'm off down to Cornwall for two weeks tomorrow morning :)I won't get chance to post while I'm there as I'll be too busy relaxing, surfing, drinking, walking, chilling etc etc..I'll take plenty of pics and maybe I'll present a slide show upon my return :DTake care y'all!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109179460828934727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109179460828934727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109161379654829307</id><published>2004-08-04T10:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T11:04:43.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some of the wedding party....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109161379654829307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109161379654829307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/08/some-of-wedding-party.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109143538689397710</id><published>2004-08-02T08:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T12:10:51.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The wedding was amazing, and my voice held out - just. It was a beautiful day, there was a spot of rain in the morning and it was cloudy, but that burned off by lunchtime. We were the first to arrive and we had a soundcheck. People began arriving from early on looking very smart. The church seemed to fill up very quickly. The bridesmaids arrived really early and had photos took outside. They both</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109143538689397710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109143538689397710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/08/wedding-was-amazing-and-my-voice-held.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109110826170181963</id><published>2004-07-29T14:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T14:37:41.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm suffering from a sore throat, just in time for Rachel and Adrian's wedding! I really hope I can get rid of it in time. We had a rehearsal last night, which probably didn't help matters. It was pretty good until some drunk guy walked in (our LOUD music attracted him.) Fortunately, D's Mum was there and knew him, she kept him under control. I'm sure he'd have got violent if it wasn't for her. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109110826170181963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109110826170181963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/im-suffering-from-sore-throat-just-in.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109093547623078846</id><published>2004-07-27T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T14:37:56.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SSHHHIIIIIIIIIT!!!!Someone kick me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109093547623078846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109093547623078846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/sshhhiiiiiiiiit-someone-kick-me.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109083095777950649</id><published>2004-07-26T09:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T09:35:57.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a great time this weekend as I thought. Becky and I arrived for 1.30pm, I put my foot down as I thought we were going to be late. Turns out we weren't supposed to be there until 2.30pm! So we found the nearest pub and started drinking. I was quite annoyed when the bartender asked us both to show ID, I bet I was older than he was! We had a couple of drinks in there and then headed back to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109083095777950649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109083095777950649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/had-great-time-this-weekend-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109048371140606302</id><published>2004-07-22T08:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T09:08:31.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weeks been a bit of a drag, been busy at work. I'm off tomorrow though so today is my friday. Becky and I are off up to York for Rachel's hen party, we went shopping last night for "supplies." Becky is Rachel's sister and chief bridesmaid and therefore is in charge. Rachel is quite a shy character so we know she won't be keen to dress up or anything. We visited Ann Summers and couldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109048371140606302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109048371140606302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-weeks-been-bit-of-drag-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-109022558034526117</id><published>2004-07-19T09:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T10:25:21.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sheesh, so I survived my weekend of loneliness! I went out for a meal with my parents on friday, it made a nice change and cheered me up a little bit. It was nice for Mum to get out of the house too. The rest of my evening consisted of watching tv and drinking too much. I watched 'Queer Eye for the Straight Guy' which I'd not seen before, thoroughly enjoyed that, then Friends, the Big Brother.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109022558034526117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/109022558034526117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/sheesh-so-i-survived-my-weekend-of.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108997199246884381</id><published>2004-07-16T10:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-16T11:08:37.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not been up to much this week. And I'll be all alone this weekend - all the boys are off to Barcelona today for Adrian's stag do, Lauren goes to Portugal tomorrow morning, and Becky's in Belgium. Woe is me. DVD's, beer and bed for me. I was thinking I might get a tattoo on saturday, just a small one on the inside of my wrist. I'm not so sure now, Phil tried to talk me out of it last night... pfft</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108997199246884381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108997199246884381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/not-been-up-to-much-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108971120690996468</id><published>2004-07-13T10:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T10:33:26.910+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Funny how things can change over the weekend. I took friday off, specifically to talk to Lauren about our current dilemma. We went for a drive over the tops. Parked up, and had a good, healthy, sober chat. I find it really difficult to talk about my feelings, especially without the aid of a drink! So I struggled, we both did, but I feel so much better for it. Shes been struggling with her faith </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108971120690996468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108971120690996468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/funny-how-things-can-change-over.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108921320011320221</id><published>2004-07-07T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T16:13:20.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sad post.. sorry.I'm so down in the dumps, thinking about some of the stuff I've done wrong. I'm doubting, doubting my relationships, doubting my faith, doubting myself. I don't see a way out of this, and I can't talk to anyone about it.I'm gonna get drunk, see if that helps...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108921320011320221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108921320011320221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/sad-post.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108901580675401531</id><published>2004-07-05T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T09:23:26.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So whats been happening... pub as normal thursday/friday. On saturday I did some serious shopping and took along Phil, Becky and Ryan. I bought loads, with a lot of help from my personal shopper, Becky. I got a new suit for the wedding, with a shirt for work (which I am wearing now!) Two different coloured girly tops (one to wear at the wedding,) new slippers, shot glasses, great wedding card, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108901580675401531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108901580675401531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/so-whats-been-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108869378444624498</id><published>2004-07-01T15:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T15:56:24.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to the pub on tuesday night (for a change) Lauren's last night of freedom as she'll now be working 5 nights a week at Subway. Won't be seeing much of her from now on. It was quite a nice evening. Graham came down after work and gave us all a lift home. His phone must have fell out of his pocket and got left on the car seat all night, that is until someone smashed the window and pinched it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108869378444624498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108869378444624498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/07/went-to-pub-on-tuesday-night-for.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108850367414937049</id><published>2004-06-29T11:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T11:07:54.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I arrived home from work yesterday to discover that my mother had done most of the ironing for me - bless her. She did all the tshirts etc on the table on a towel while sitting down and just left me mine and Dad's shirts which needed doing on the ironing board. So I got that out of the way and had a quick lie down before Phil came round. It was good to talk properly about what happened on Sunday </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108850367414937049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108850367414937049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-arrived-home-from-work-yesterday-to.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108841077851893063</id><published>2004-06-28T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T09:19:38.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmm... not the best of weekends. We met up with Dave and Gail at the pub on friday, hadn't seen them in a couple of weeks, so that was nice. On saturday I went into town briefly to get the first series of Starsky &amp; Hutch on dvd for Phil. And I met up with a tired Lauren in the middle of her 13 hour shift at Subway. That night we went to the pub again - boooring.I drummed on sunday morning, then</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108841077851893063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108841077851893063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108815509436898216</id><published>2004-06-25T10:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T10:18:14.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Check out my new link, Neville's Garden - rummage around, the guy is hilarious! I found him through http://www.nevillesgarden.co.uk/flash/tiem.html</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108815509436898216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108815509436898216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/check-out-my-new-link-nevilles-garden.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108815097645742818</id><published>2004-06-25T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T09:09:36.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gutted, gutted, gutted, gutted, gutted.Phil and I made friends again last night (we had a little spat) I used my ways of persuasion ;) So we did intend to watch the England - Portugal match at the pub. We got drenched going down there, only to discover that it was cram packed. None of us shorties could see a screen and so we decided to watch it at my house. Got drenched coming home again.I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108815097645742818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108815097645742818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/gutted-gutted-gutted-gutted-gutted.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108789216660204773</id><published>2004-06-22T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T09:16:06.603+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just arrived at work, took my jacket off, sat at my desk, switched my computer on, and looked down to discover to my horror that one of my shirt buttons was undone, the one right over my boobs. I hope nobody noticed!Yeah, so I'm not going to Portugal. Lauren failed to tell me that their villa is an hours drive from the airport. I'd have to leave early, therefore get a taxi back there on my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108789216660204773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108789216660204773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-just-arrived-at-work-took-my-jacket.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108780856188820394</id><published>2004-06-21T10:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T10:34:58.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too late, I'm not going.. :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108780856188820394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108780856188820394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/too-late-im-not-going.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108780777047436487</id><published>2004-06-21T09:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T09:49:30.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I'm back, sorry about that all. I did some nasty stuff which I'd probably better keep to myself, I'm still not over it but trying to shove it to the back of my mind.Had a REALLY good night on friday, I went to the Red Hot Chili Peppers gig at Man City Stadium. It was fantastic, we got to our seats at about 5.30pm and immediately started drinking (you can tell how this will end can't you?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108780777047436487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108780777047436487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/okay-im-back-sorry-about-that-all.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108669977117638782</id><published>2004-06-08T13:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T14:02:51.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not going to blog for awhile, I'd only depress you all. Bear with me...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108669977117638782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108669977117638782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-not-going-to-blog-for-awhile-id.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108659575327056976</id><published>2004-06-07T08:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T09:09:13.270+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not a bad journey over to Sheffield on friday. Its a bad road, the Snake Pass and notorious accident hotspot - its a twisty turny road, and very difficult to overtake anything safely. I got stuck behind a truck for a while but he kindly pulled over to let some of the built up traffic past. I felt right at home at the university halls, brought back a few memories too. We got ready to go out and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108659575327056976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108659575327056976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/not-bad-journey-over-to-sheffield-on.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108634174851224300</id><published>2004-06-04T10:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T10:35:48.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to kungfu last night, it was a good lesson, got another graze on my other arm though, just as the other was healing up. I look a right ruffian! Everyone went to Martin's house instead of the pub, I met them there. We had a chippy supper and I gave everyone a lift home. I made sure I dropped Lauren off last so I could apologise properly. SO we're good now, and I'm a little happier today.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108634174851224300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108634174851224300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/went-to-kungfu-last-night-it-was-good_04.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108625153784321465</id><published>2004-06-03T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T09:32:17.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm finding stuff hard at the moment, with Lauren I mean. I don't know what my problem is. I just don't know what to say to her, I have to force myself to hold normal conversations. She thinks I'm 'avoiding her.' I don't want to hurt her but I know I am. Its awful.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108625153784321465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108625153784321465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-finding-stuff-hard-at-moment-with.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108616698395045796</id><published>2004-06-02T09:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T10:03:03.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gave kungfu a miss last night due to extreme tiredness. I cooked up some pasta and my hands still stink of garlic 1 shower various washings and 16 hours later. I hit the sack for 10, watched Big Brother then went straight to sleep.This morning I felt strangely awake, so awake that I even had it in me to cut my fringe. Now I'm at work though I'm feeling a bit drousy and the yawning has commenced</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108616698395045796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108616698395045796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/gave-kungfu-miss-last-night-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108607924696836464</id><published>2004-06-01T09:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T09:40:46.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What an eventful few days I've had, I've been wanting to update this all weekend but haven't had a chance..On friday Phil, Martin &amp; I went down to the pub the others to join us later. Martin left to go clubbing with his work lovelies and Phil and I talked about various things. The discussion turned to Graham - he's been getting rather a lot of attention lately from a girl that works behind the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108607924696836464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108607924696836464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/06/what-eventful-few-days-ive-had-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108573029456042513</id><published>2004-05-28T08:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T08:44:54.560+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gah! Someones trying to ruin my friday!Had a row with Phil last night - mostly alcohol fuelled but with real underlying problems. I'm getting seriously itchy feet, I really am ready to move out now - my parents (as much as I love them) are annoying the hell out of me at the moment, well my Dad is. Problem is, theres no way I can afford it on my own the way house prices are at the moment. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108573029456042513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108573029456042513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/gah-someones-trying-to-ruin-my-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-10856448295470487</id><published>2004-05-27T08:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T09:00:29.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Update on my seemingly neverending week:-Kungfu was okay, no pretty good actually. The I cammed with Rune in my PJ's and chatted about punchbags - I really need to start using mine again, I may take his advice and fill it with sand to make it heavier :)Last night I went to Phils for dinner, we had Spag Bol. Then we watched Kill Bill as I had planned ;) I was pretty annoyed at one point to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/10856448295470487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/10856448295470487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/update-on-my-seemingly-neverending.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108549089588333049</id><published>2004-05-25T13:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T14:14:55.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just listnening to Ben Folds Five - The Battle of Who Could Care Less, on Sixmusic. Haven't heard this in ages, it always reminds me of college when Craig lent me the tape, I've since bought the cd. :)I was just about to post my opinions on abortion on the board but then websense came to greet me, dammit!This week is completely dragging its heels. Its so quiet, we have no work to do. Which is</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108549089588333049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108549089588333049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/just-listnening-to-ben-folds-five.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108538620929529301</id><published>2004-05-24T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T09:29:32.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Graham picked me up at 9.00pm on friday. It was a good journey, the M1 was pretty clear all the way. We had Jelly Babies every ten miles until we felt sick. Only lasted about 70 miles! We arrived at 12.50am which wasn't bad going. Stayed up for an hour chatting to Ady and Rach and hit the sack.Ady woke us up at 10.30am and we got up slowly. Martin was hoping to go on the London Eye, but we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108538620929529301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108538620929529301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/graham-picked-me-up-at-9.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108505312708825355</id><published>2004-05-20T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T12:38:47.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mum's ok I think, she got upset yesterday afternoon apparently but was a little chirpier when I saw her last night. She certainly won't be bored this time as the rest of the women on the ward are all nutty! They put on an introvenus (..spelling?) antibiotic drip overnight. That'll sort her out.We went to the pub last night too, Lauren's idea as she wont see us (me) now until next week. Looking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108505312708825355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108505312708825355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/mums-ok-i-think-she-got-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108497147041721063</id><published>2004-05-19T13:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T13:57:50.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dammit!Mum has had to go back into hospital.. yet again. Her wounds are 'badly infected.' How did the district nurse not spot this sooner? She'll have to stay in now until its cleared up. I am so not impressed with the 'treatment' they've given her so far. Does anyone know what they're doing in that place? I've been patient up until now, now I'm angry.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108497147041721063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108497147041721063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/dammit-mum-has-had-to-go-back-into.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108489046502673338</id><published>2004-05-18T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T15:27:45.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling better today, the sun is shining again. I did a pile of ironing last night that-took-me-the-whole-evening, I take my mother for granted. I treated myself to beer as a reward. HA!Its really quiet in work today, and pretty boring actually. But I'm looking forward to my weekend. Four of us are going down to Harrow again to visit Rachel and Ady. We'll probably be going out in Soho on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108489046502673338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108489046502673338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/feeling-better-today-sun-is-shining.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108479819937130055</id><published>2004-05-17T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T13:49:59.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not a bad weekend, pub as usual on friday - it wasn't a great night, Ryan and Lauren we're at Lauren's leavers do so it was just the four of us. A bunch of skinhead type rough guys came in and sat near us. They left after a couple though, thankfully.I woke up on saturday with a bad headache, I had ran out of ibuprofen and borrowed some of mums. Phil and I went shopping in town but after a while</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108479819937130055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108479819937130055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/not-bad-weekend-pub-as-usual-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108434788608877151</id><published>2004-05-12T08:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T08:44:46.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to kungfu last night, it was hard. A lot of people were very upset, including myself. Theres so many memories of him that lie in that room. We found out the cause of his death was pneumonia, which he apparently had had before. We're all going to his funeral which is on monday.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108434788608877151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108434788608877151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-went-to-kungfu-last-night-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108426249078298137</id><published>2004-05-11T08:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T14:10:55.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hopefully my Mum will be coming home today, she was a bit down yesterday as she missed her aunties funeral, so Dad got her some chocolate and sweeties.Had some bad news later in the evening, Dad rang to tell me that one of my friends from kungfu had died the night before. He was only 36 and has a wife and two children. I've known them for years and the last time I saw him was on my first day </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108426249078298137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108426249078298137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/hopefully-my-mum-will-be-coming-home.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108419989058492486</id><published>2004-05-10T15:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T15:38:10.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blurgh... I feel sick - this time its not self inflicted.My wisdom tooth is on the move again, my BAD one. Bottom right, its literally growing into my back tooth. I think a visit to the dentist might have to be on the cards.Its scary though, my last dentist told me, that if I have it taken out, theres a risk of damage to a nerve that runs along the jaw. Possibly causing facial paralysis. I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108419989058492486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108419989058492486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/blurgh.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108417809218162760</id><published>2004-05-10T08:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T09:34:52.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mum went back to hospital on friday. They put her leg in plaster but had to lift her foot up into the right position first. When they x-rayed it some of the bones had moved out of place and she was told she needed an operation. I went to see her on friday before going to the pub. I was really worried about her, especially after what happened to Dave. It was stupid really, the chances of anything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108417809218162760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108417809218162760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/mum-went-back-to-hospital-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108392454722050579</id><published>2004-05-07T10:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T11:12:21.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had a meeting last night after Brigade, within the last twelves months we've lost 50% of the older members. The problem is Brigade, nationally is so old-fashioned. Its just not relevant anymore. Jeff suggested that we ditch the uniform and badgework and instead concentrate on the D of E award scheme (for those who want to do it). That means a lot of pressure would be taken off all the officers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108392454722050579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108392454722050579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/we-had-meeting-last-night-after.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108384109912777465</id><published>2004-05-06T11:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T12:01:31.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rune persuaded me to buy Kill Bill last night, I went round to Lauren's with Ryan and we watched it together. I am highly impressed, enjoyed every minute - can't wait to see the second one.I want a yellow biker suit.. and bike :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108384109912777465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108384109912777465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/rune-persuaded-me-to-buy-kill-bill.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108366101681670814</id><published>2004-05-04T09:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T10:00:27.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had fun this weekend... mostly. I went to see Lauren on friday afternoon as she was going to a friends party that evening. The rest of us went to the pub that night. We chatted to the new landlady, Angie, for a good while before leaving. Shes really nice. I got home and fell asleep on the couch, a worried Dad rang me at 5am to see where I was! Good thing he did or I'd have been there all night.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108366101681670814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108366101681670814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-had-fun-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108331137620129720</id><published>2004-04-30T08:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T08:52:42.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had to split two 12 year old boys up from a fight last night, and narrowly escaped being thumped myself! I think one of them is being bullied and got pushed over the edge, I hope they dont carry on at school today.To my surprise, Dave and Gail were in the pub last night. He was sat there drinking a bottle of Bud even though he'd been advised not to drink for 36 hours, he only had two though :</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108331137620129720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108331137620129720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-had-to-split-two-12-year-old-boys-up.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108324783512346351</id><published>2004-04-29T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T15:13:41.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Both Dave &amp; my Mum are coming home today, finally. Let the pampering commence!I can't wait for this weekend, its a bank hoilday so theres no church on sunday night, I fully expect an all-dayer :D Our local apparantly now has a new beer garden since Angie has took over. I'll deliberately drive past it on my way home for a nosy. I will use it this weekend, even though its probably going to rain! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108324783512346351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108324783512346351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/both-dave-my-mum-are-coming-home-today.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108313963404502424</id><published>2004-04-28T08:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T09:13:01.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay, good news! I didnt have time to visit Mum last night (as I am now temporary housewife!) but Phil came round and he phoned Gail, Daves operation went very well, they found no problems with his arteries whatsoever. He was so relieved when they'd finished that he burst into tears, even the nurses joined in! He'll be seeing the surgeon again today so we'll have to see what he says. He actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108313963404502424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108313963404502424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/yay-good-news-i-didnt-have-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108305253473740787</id><published>2004-04-27T08:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T08:58:38.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went to see my Mum again last night, she looked a lot better and was out of bed. They'll put a proper cast on her in a few days when the swelling goes down. Phil came up too, and then we went downstairs to see Dave, who was still in. I knew that because I offered Gail a lift up again. He was hoping to come out yesterday but has been referred to a cardiac surgeon. Today he has to have a local </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108305253473740787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108305253473740787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/went-to-see-my-mum-again-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108296882894638379</id><published>2004-04-26T08:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T09:43:31.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A good and bad weekend....Friday night we went to the pub instead of mine, I just fancied going down to catch some St. Georges atmosphere. It was ok. I think a taxi driver must have been beat up on the supermarket car park, it was swarming with police and there was a taxi with its windows smashed.Saturday was good, we set off from church at 9.15 for Kirkham for a Brigade competition which our</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108296882894638379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108296882894638379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/good-and-bad-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108264901491588571</id><published>2004-04-22T16:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-22T16:53:14.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Invited the gang round last night after badminton, it was alright. Phil rang Gail up and Dave's concious again and cracking jokes with the nurses (back to his old self) which is good. I think I'm in for a busy few days as I'm planning a "Mexican" party on saturday night. I have tequila, and margarita ingredients at the ready. And I'm going shopping on my way home to pick up some more supplies. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108264901491588571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108264901491588571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/invited-gang-round-last-night-after.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108255166553270256</id><published>2004-04-21T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-21T13:50:43.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home alone at last, my parents left for Cyprus at 4 o' clock this morning - managing not to wake me up.Had some bad news last night. One of my friends, Dave, went into hospital yesterday for a minor operation on his knee. Anyway, he had some sort of reaction to the anaesthetic and got into trouble, at one point they thought his heart had stopped and he's now on a life support machine in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108255166553270256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108255166553270256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/home-alone-at-last-my-parents-left-for.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108246096105188560</id><published>2004-04-20T12:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T12:38:57.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know how we're gonna get through this, she has it bad for me. She wrote me a poem which I can't stop reading, it brings tears to my eyes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108246096105188560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108246096105188560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-dont-know-how-were-gonna-get-through.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108236379678382937</id><published>2004-04-19T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T09:42:30.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things are looking a bit brighter for me of late, I had a really nice weekend. It was Grahams birthday on friday and we all went for food at a mexican place. There were 17 of us in total and the table wasn't big enough really. I wanted to have fajitas but there really wouldn't have been enough room and so I had a mexican chicken wrap instead. It was SO hot, I made a few people try it, just to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108236379678382937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108236379678382937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/things-are-looking-bit-brighter-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108204150339669733</id><published>2004-04-15T16:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T16:07:55.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I actually got a good nights sleep last night, didn't want to get up this morning though! :)Went playing badminton last night, that was fun, we're going again next week. Went back to Damians house afterwards for a brew. And to my surprise Lauren was there with Ryan, didn't speak to her really though. She keeps sending me text messages all the time - ooer. Going to kungfu tonight as I had a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108204150339669733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108204150339669733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/wow-i-actually-got-good-nights-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108186040008276998</id><published>2004-04-13T13:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T13:49:29.606+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so useless!! My snooker plan never materialised, I just couldn't gather up enough courage to talk to her. When we got home she sent me a message asking what happened and I promised her we'd talk that evening. So, on the way to the pub we did just that - she apologised for her behaviour whilst going bright red, it was so awkward. I didn't know what to say and I told her so. It was a start at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108186040008276998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108186040008276998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-so-useless-my-snooker-plan-never.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108168652798460123</id><published>2004-04-11T13:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T13:31:35.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Too late! Thanks for the comments re the below, but its escalated now x 10. Friday night we were both pretty drunk and the pub had a lock in, which was cool. There were only a few people left and they all played cards together while myself, Lauren and Gail carried on drinking etc. I cant quite remember why but we kept ending up alone and she actually told me she liked me (!!!!) I accused her of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108168652798460123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108168652798460123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/too-late-thanks-for-comments-re-below.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108142167262760004</id><published>2004-04-08T11:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T11:57:17.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I have a little problem (I hope its little) The thing is, a friend of mine, Lauren has become a bit over-friendly with me of late. Shes quite a flirtatious person anyway (with everyone) but moreso towards me recently. I don't know if I'm reading too much into it or what, but I'm growing fairly certain that shes attracted to me. I don't quite know what to do or how to treat her, I don't want</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108142167262760004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108142167262760004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/okay-i-have-little-problem-i-hope-its.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108133104024801755</id><published>2004-04-07T10:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T10:46:43.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its pretty quiet at work this week, thats typical though. Next week the whole factory shuts down for maintenance. That'll be when the desperate customers ring up saying they wanted their orders yesterday - to which we laugh!Training was good last night. I got a real good workout which I needed, I've been pretty slack lately. I might start using my punchbag again as I think I completely lost my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108133104024801755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108133104024801755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-pretty-quiet-at-work-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108115602062471195</id><published>2004-04-05T09:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-05T10:12:10.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weee... not a bad weekend at all. The pub was better on friday, all the usuals turned up. We arrived a little later after a rehearsal for Easter at church. Damian and Becky came down, who are both home for Easter now, great to see them again. On saturday night Lauren threw a party at her house. It was fun up until people started getting plastered, I spent the last quarter of the night councilling</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108115602062471195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108115602062471195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108090191399853146</id><published>2004-04-02T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T11:34:32.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE INTERNETS BACK!! WOOHOO!!This weeks gone weirdly fast. Watched the footy at Phils house on wednesday - while drinking beer :) Then last night it was the Oldham Battalion Parade *groan* Of all the places to march, Oldham town centre was chosen. GREAT idea, marching through the town centre at 7pm on "student night." It was dangerous and embarrassing. Then the service at Union Street church </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108090191399853146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108090191399853146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/04/internets-back-woohoo-this-weeks-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108067140913677270</id><published>2004-03-30T19:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T19:32:45.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woh, having no internet at work SUCKS! It makes me wonder what people did before it was around LOL! Anyway.. heres yesterdays post (lets pretend?!)...Had a pretty good weekend, Martin and I went down to the pub early to discover it was cram packed already. I managed to pinch a seat beside my next door neighbour and her friend who eventually left so there was room for us all in the end. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108067140913677270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108067140913677270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/woh-having-no-internet-at-work-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108058006707779648</id><published>2004-03-29T18:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T18:12:07.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gah! No internet access at work today because of a major fire in Manchester.Lots to say, but I already typed it all at work! I'll post tomorrow :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108058006707779648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108058006707779648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/gah-no-internet-access-at-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108030431945822598</id><published>2004-03-26T12:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-26T12:34:31.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Now it IS friday yay! It looks like I may get to see 'The Passion' this weekend after all. We're thinking of cancelling the youth group this sunday in protest of their recent bad behaviour, so we'd be able to go then. (Heres hoping)Should be a good one tonight, Martins bringing all his many lady friends from his place of work and theres a Robbie Williams impersonator on, hehe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108030431945822598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108030431945822598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/now-it-is-friday-yay-it-looks-like-i.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108021564218207227</id><published>2004-03-25T11:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-25T11:56:55.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It feels like friday today, and its not, damn!I think its because I'm going out for lunch today, and every time we've been out before its always been on a friday. *sigh*No lunchtime zefranking for me today :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108021564218207227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108021564218207227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/it-feels-like-friday-today-and-its-not.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-108013814047177832</id><published>2004-03-24T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-24T14:24:50.343Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weeks going pretty quick so far, even though its quite quiet at work, and I haven't done anything! A gave kungfu a miss last night, been having major troubles with my wisdom tooth. Yesterday it gave me headache and I kept going dizzy - ugh. Seems to have gone now though (temporarily).I'm desperate to see 'The Passion' which is showing from tonight, but I dont know when we'll get round to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108013814047177832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/108013814047177832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/this-weeks-going-pretty-quick-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107994984990338579</id><published>2004-03-22T09:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-22T10:06:37.873Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekend summary: A good one :)Friday night seems such a long time ago now, we did the usual, and Damian joined us, which was nice. We had good laugh, this guy Alan invited us all back to his place to carry on drinking, but only Martin and Ryan went. Damian and I had to be ok for the wedding and so, we caught an early(ish) night.I got up early on saturday to give my voice a chance to wake up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107994984990338579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107994984990338579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/weekend-summary-good-one-friday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107961914532956583</id><published>2004-03-18T14:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-18T14:14:49.360Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night turned out ok. Faith turned up on her motorbike on time and we had a little chat and she got changed. She'd been to Liverpool Cathedral, which has the most amazing stained glass windows. I'd been there a few years ago and taken some cool photos. I dug out my photo/sources book from uni and we had a little reminising session :)I was all set for going to the official Guinness party at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107961914532956583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107961914532956583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/last-night-turned-out-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107951307937445434</id><published>2004-03-17T08:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-17T08:47:02.733Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Top o' the mornin' ta yah!""And the rest o' the day ta you."A proper irish greeting this St' Pats day. Yes many Guinnesses (plural Guinni?!) shall be drank tonight :D although our numbers shall be small. My mate from uni, Faith, is coming to visit me tonight though on her way back from Liverpool. She's gonna kip over so she'll be joining us for the black stuff. Then there'll only be Phil, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107951307937445434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107951307937445434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/top-o-mornin-ta-yah-and-rest-o-day-ta.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107934124816780911</id><published>2004-03-15T09:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-15T09:03:09.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a hilarious night on friday, Martin got sent a mouth organ from Guinness for the St Pats celebrations complete with a little book of tunes to play! We had a lot of fun with that and ended up in stitches for most of the night :DDid little on saturday, just nipped into town for a wedding card in the afternoon, had tea and then watched the 'Stars in their eyes' grand final (too much excitement</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107934124816780911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107934124816780911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/had-hilarious-night-on-friday-martin.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-10790834514290389</id><published>2004-03-12T09:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-12T09:26:29.110Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Not been up to much this week. Brigade has started again, they were pretty uncontrolable last night, two snooker cues got broken in half, I dont think we'll ever find out what REALLY happened. Ah well, a good few deserved pints were consumed afterwards :) they've got some cool new Fosters glasses complete with an outline of Australia embossed on the side, theres only about six, we truly are the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/10790834514290389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/10790834514290389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/not-been-up-to-much-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107874738301492248</id><published>2004-03-08T12:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-08T12:05:17.110Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pretty fun weekend :) Did the usual on friday, I had many beers and Lauren and I shared a bottle of red. Dave and Gail invited us all back to their house afterwards for chilli which was lovely, and Gail gave us more wine (!!) Apparently they showed us a picture of their son (a member of our youth group) in only a leopard-skin thong (cant remember that bit, and quite pleased about it) and Lauren </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107874738301492248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107874738301492248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/pretty-fun-weekend-did-usual-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107848581131320737</id><published>2004-03-05T11:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-05T11:25:42.076Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got to train last night as theres no Brigade for two weeks, I figured I'd make the most of it. It was fun too, there seems to be a better mix of people go on thursdays (i.e. girls!) whereas on tuesdays its just me and 20 guys. Too bad I cant go then regularly.When I got home I got showered, ready and made it to the pub in 25 minutes flat - impressive eh? I also managed to have as many drinks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107848581131320737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107848581131320737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-got-to-train-last-night-as-theres-no.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107832286280310738</id><published>2004-03-03T14:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-03T14:09:51.920Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pretty good last night although the place was dead. I got Phil an 8-pint keg of Stella which he seemed *chuffed with and a couple of dvds, Two Towers and the Lion King, yes, the Lion King (his choice)I seem to have developed a bad habit of late. Sending stupid text messages to a certain person after I've had too much to drink. I'm sure this person must secretly be a bit sick of me doing this, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107832286280310738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107832286280310738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/pretty-good-last-night-although-place.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107822852666220803</id><published>2004-03-02T11:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-02T11:57:34.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm having a stress-free day today (so far!) Its Phils birthday today so we're going out for a drink tonight, hopefully everyone will turn up :)A new supermarket has just opened in the town centre, Phil and I went for a nosy last night, its *huge* and they have some very nice stuff in, nice clothes too - Jeff Banks stuff even! I got myself a lovely new top :D What an exciting life I lead...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107822852666220803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107822852666220803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-having-stress-free-day-today-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107814676047360079</id><published>2004-03-01T13:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-01T13:14:47.466Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Average weekend. Same old, same old. Friday night we went to our local, just me, Phil and Martin. It was alright, pretty good band, then afterwards Martin &amp; I hit the town for a boogie. Stayed in bed most of the day saturday and hit the local again at night, this time with an extra  two people. And we met up with one of Grahams friends from work and his wife, for the second week in a row. They're</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107814676047360079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107814676047360079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/03/average-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107788450276682343</id><published>2004-02-27T12:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-27T12:23:46.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What a strange couple of days I've had...Yesterday morning I went upstairs to get the coffee in and the whole of marketing were all stood in a circle talking, when I walked in they all fell silent and the boss asked me to leave. I got the coffee from the canteen instead and this 'meeting' carried on for a good hour or more. None of them would tell us what happened or what it was about. Then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107788450276682343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107788450276682343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/02/what-strange-couple-of-days-ive-had.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5496853.post-107763198485158392</id><published>2004-02-24T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-24T14:15:52.496Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have two bottles of red wine at home waiting to be drank. I did intend to have one with last nights fajitas, but I thought Corona would go better with them (being mexican and all!) and I think I made the right choice, they were *so* good. Having spare wine is never a bad thing anyway ;) Especially when its Chianti.I don't know whether to go to kungfu tonight or eat lots of pancakes and drink </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107763198485158392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5496853/posts/default/107763198485158392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chuckieegg.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-have-two-bottles-of-red-wine-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>egg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02561270939393054132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
