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I think the first thing that needs to be said here is something that I hope anyone else reading this inane drivel is that, Spotify is litterally the best application of the year and will most likely not be beaten for a long while. Many many thanks to Sam the grand master of Spotify for starting the craze, and then to Cheeser for telling me. Of course I didn't really think this was that much of a good thing when I was first told, as goes the normal path of men being told new things, but now I am a fully blown Spotify disciple. It has however let me to a bad place in my life where I am listening to Cher's back catalogue......bad!!

Work is shit. Im going to look for something else soon. I have had loads of issues with the promotion which i really can't be dicked to go into but now im kinda deciding that I think long term that I really have no inclination to be stuck in the humdrum, mind numbing, "yeah lets touch base on that in P4-Wk5", "I totally agree with whats just been said and moving forward..."- ness of being in an office. I have never been so unfulfilled at work. I normally enjoy what im doing and if I stop enjoying it I can normally bring myself around to see the benefits in it. Im not having that much luck wit this one and actually the only reason I would be staying for any prolonged time would be the money. Maybe until I can save i'll stay and then get a job that is totally diffrent.

When I was looking for jobs the last time I really enjoyed the idea of working in a zoo. That is something so far removed from being in an office that I can really think of that would still be fun. I love animals and I enjoy looking after them because ive done it before back home. It's something to think of and not something that will be happening to soon because I still need to pay rent!


So since the last post few things been going on. Me and Cheeser went down to see her dad. Motorways..!!!! So when I first started to drive I had a new car for 2 days. I went on the duel carrige way. A race started. I lost control at 80mph. Crashed. Was fine. Car was not.
This has led to me not being the most willing passenger or even driver in fact, on motorways. Miranda was driving and after getting slightly lost we got onto the motorway. At this point I want to make it clear that this is not a slight on Cheesers driving because actually I think she is a good driver and pretty brave for wanting to tackle it so soon. This braveness was not the tonic I needed however to settle my nerves and stop me from trying to break with my imaginary petals and moving from side to side when I thought we need to move on the road slightly looking like some sort of human rocking chair with a directional problem.

(LIstening to cher in bed and "Taxi Taxi" just came on! What the fuck is happening to me! Chicken fillets and knee highs come next....No!)

Anyhoo after getting a ginsters at the service station, which by the way have gone down hill since last I tasted one. Actually on this subject I would like to point out that Miranda fuckin loves going to service stations. WHat is that all about! They are full of shitty kids, shitty bogs and shitty food....I rest my case and move on with head held high in a good prosecution.

What the fuck am I pissing on about.... so we helped her dad sort some things out around the house and fix most of his digital equipment before making off. Ha also realising that when I had gone camping with G and Bernie last year, one of the camp sites that we stayed in backed directly onto the same place where cheesers dad lives!! Well who'd have guessed. Amazing.


Had some more of the tattoo done so will post the pics up on here for a time line. Hopefully tmrw should get some more done aswell so ill be posting a few pics soon. It hurts and its all for because I like the way it looks. Crazy!

Well I am knackered now and really wanna hit the hay. As a parting statement I would like to say....

"I miss Tilley Live!!"

Mexicans, Mexicant's and Automobiles

Its done. Its finally done. The waiting is over. Everyone can relax (in one sense). People of the world rejoice. Throw your hands to the air and scream at your children in joy.

Cheeser Passed Her Driving Test!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is in no way a small thing. In fact I think it's the most excited I have been for a while. So sit back and get comfy and ill tell you all a little story....

So after the last couple of attempts I thought that Cheeser had really got to the end of her tether with the shittyness of learning to drive and certainly after getting the post driving test phone call that i did on the last one I imagined that she may just not cary on and may just stop going. Luckily I was wrong however this time she didn't tell me about getting lessons and also booking her driving test, and with my memory being that of a rapist in a police interrogation room, it completely slipped my mind (!).

Im at work getting on with updating myself with all the current and up to date goings-on in the world of Lolcats and Fail-pics and deciding wether or not I can be bothered to take my left shoe off and scratch my foot or just ride the pain (its been a slow week at work), I receive a phone call-

Cheeser- "Heelllooooo. Dan? Could we take my car down to the MOT garage to get it fixed because I want to start driving it again as I passed my test now"

Me-"Yeah yeah of course! When do yo........WHAT!!! YOU DID WHAT?!?!!?!?!?!HOLY FUCK BALLS!!!?????"

and so on and so on. SO you can imagine that I was slightly suprised and overwhelmed when I heard the news. Its a very good moment and im glad I have the medium of blogging to keep it forever. Well done! Very Well Done!

The next installment of my sleeve is here. Its lovely. It's the piece that represents my Dad. I didn't choose for it to be the first it just happens that its fitting in the arm at the moment. I imagine that most people will ask me why I have all these random images on my arm because they look stupid or something. So the explanation to them is that everything has a meaning for me about the image and something that, for me only, connects that image to the certain family member. Dads is a Gloria Estafan take that he always used to keep in in car, and never ever listen to. I remember it and it reminds me of him. So when i get the next one Ill let you know and you can see pics.

The reason for the post title is that im now rolling through the morning after headaches of our little mexican themed night at the house last night. It started off as a taco night for Bernie because she has never had them. She ended up not being able to come unfortunately due to family stuff :( but James, Faith, Charlotte and even The Minter (Nick) graced us with his presence, all be it late! I cooked a few mexican things and tacos of course and Cheeser made a lovely shit mix. I must admit vintage 2 was my fav.

We drank. We ate. I put some questions and actions in to a little pot for everyone to pull out when the time came i.e. have a shot of tequila, what are your phobias? etc etc. That actually worked well I thought and we started slowly getting things from people. I also grabbed some names from the net and gave everyone a mexican name for the night. I liked this the most. Its always a joy to get it wrong and have to have more and more shots......I got drunk fast! Thanks to the tortilla eating, donkey fucking, maraca shacking Santos! So all n all I had a great time and much joy was had. I also realized a love for mexican music thanks to Cheeser and Spotify.

Work are still wankers. I got my promotion denied as everyone knows now, I have sent my formal written complaint about it and have gotten the global boss of retail involved to try and ove things along a big quicker. This hasn't helped yet as I haven't heard a thing about it yet. I will be making as much noise as I can about it and if I don't win then ill just have to burn their houses down, leaving their pets in the house but saving them so they have to live with the guilt! FEEL MY RATH NOKIA!!!

I have got some more of my tatto next weekend. I have now booked the holiday with the lads from work to Italy so thats all fun and I think also next weekend me the Cheeser are oing down to see her dad and try and sort out his surround sound, so it's all going on!!

Oh and last but not at all least. They have finally create a corn beef tin that doesn't have that gay key thing on it. It actually opens and you don't have to have some sort of diploma to open it. Thanks for doing something that you should have fucking years ago!!!!

Dickheads, Deafness and .........DICKHEADS!!

Allow me to take you on the emotional head raping that was my Tuesday night. television experience.

So sitting in bed after just finishing a fairly challenging night of TV. I came home from a beige day at work. Miranda darling was having a little disco nap so I made a cup of rosy and sat down happily with no Tv on and read a bit of the new issue of Bizarre. Very nice. Me happy.

Miranda arises, we talk. We decide on a sweet and satisfying Frey Bentos pie with veg and potatoes. Very nice. Me happy.

It cooks we start to eat and find something to watch whilst we devour our feast of gods. Very nice. Me happy.

And then it starts. Its a documentary on a family of bible bashers that have brain washed their poor 13 year old daughter into being a fucking raving mental bag. Very bad. Me annoyed!

So the family do all the normal things that come with being bible bashing fundamentalist wankers. Home schooling their children. Reading bible classes to them in the morning before they go to school. SCrewing their poor little minds up in their infancy and basically psychologically cheese grating their entire lives.....so as I say just the norm.

I suppose at this point I would want to make very clear. These things on their own I dont think are a major issue, however when you put them all together and then add on top the fear of god striking down on you with all his fury and anger if you so much as fart in the wrong direction against the "lord", then I think it is a mouses cock width away from being fucking child abuse. The kids are never going to be able to live their lives in a normal manner because of what their stupid small minded tosser parents make them do because they are having all that social interaction taken away from them. Im so not against the idea that people can do what they want and a freedom for that right, however when it effects people that cannot make that decision for themselves well then I think.......im not sure actually because I suppose there is nothing you can do, this doesn't however stop me from thinking that it totally unfair to make a child think like that.

I was brought up in a christian family. My mum is pretty religious and she assumed that I would be christian etc etc. I have then looked at it and have said well yes I will say im christian but my take on christian is my take. I wont be told that you cant do this and you cant do that because it says so in the bible and thats against your religion, and if you don't follow that then your a bad christian............FUCK OFF!! The people that say that are themselves loosing the whole idea of what they perceive to be God. People can take from religion what they want to give them happiness and strength, if that means you are a bad christian in some peoples eyes.....oh well.

As you can see this really did boil my piss slightly. However I feel I have expelled some demons.

So I calmed down after that and then shot up another documentary about a deaf couple that were going to have an operation to allow them to be able to hear again. I knew from the off that this was going to be one of those where I may have to leave the room so not to look like a total sissy when I start bawling my eyes out. The couple were literally the most sweetly in love couple you can imagine. They had met when they were young and had gotten engaged and married quikly and had never looked back. They looked very very happy with each other and didn't look like they were having old person bitterness yet.

They go for the opp and then all the tears start, both for them and for me. One is taking the op well and is starting to hear and its all going good, but the other its not going that well and she just crys and get frustrated and its so so so hard to watch because she started kind of resenting the fact that the other was enjoying it. This goes on for a while and I shout at the screen to try and get them to be happy again. This method does not work immediately but luckily, again both for them and for me, they realize that they have the ability now to hear but they don't really need it that much because they love each other any way....... ahhhhhh.

I swear im going through the change!! Anyway, so I had one mad program and one nice program. Very content. Me tired.

So after this melee of emotions I have rocked up to bed and will now use my pillows for the reason they were designed.

The Game Is Afoot My Dear Watson..

Its been an enlightening few days and most definitely productive I hope.

SO you may or most likely not know that I am hoping to set myself up, by around August of next year, with a flat and which will include a small photo studio that i'm going to use for portrait and product work. It's going to be a pretty big ask for me because there are a lot of things that go into something like this but still people all over the world have a little business that runs along side their normal job and you never know that it might actually work and I could leave my job and do something for the rest of my life that I love to do, but lets not jump the gun too much.

This of course means that me and the ever entertaining Ms Cheesman would be parting company. This is not something that will lay lightly on my heart and I expect that there will be many calls to say-

"Tilly is on tonight..... ill be at yours in 10 minutes!!", equally from both sides. Or at least I hope it will be as there is nothing that would piss me off and upset me more than to lose touch.....wow that was a nice thing to say......right...well......your still a tosser!!! No it's true. L.S.D hearts Mirandac.

So to start all this photography excitement I have started a photography course online which I know sounds pretty pointless. What can you learn from doing photography online? Well actually you can learn a fair bit.

The course is designed in the normal academic way. YOu read material. You do assignments. You get them checked and marked by your own tutor. If he says that you can carry on you can then read the next load of material and move onto the next assignment. If he doesn't then you have to go back and do it again until you get it right. So far I have done 1.5 modules and I have actually learned loads in that time. Im actually surprised myself as I didn't expect it to have this much impact on my learning of photography. So lets hope all goes well and then maybe some of you that read this blog may be getting asked to come and get your photo's taken so I can pass my assignments...geek!!

Of course not only am I thinking of doing my own little company, Miranda and Charlotte have theirs on the go at the moment. Watching them two with their "bottle of wine on the bed doing work meetings" makes me think that really if those two can't do it, considering they are so so so made for something like that, then I wont have a chance. So lets hope that all goes well for them to, if not just for them but also for my sanity. I hope that we both do really well then hopefully we can both use each others efforts to help each other.

Work is gay! Not in the touch my bum way but in the same way that doing up your shirt and putting the wrong button in the wrong hole is. Only to realise after once fixing the first issue and re-doing the shirt up that you now have a big red wine stain on the sleeve! That kinda gay!

What is wrong with just being honest and being a man about things. By "being a man about things", I mean being up front and just saying things in a straight forward manner. Companies don't seem to be able to grasp that all this does is piss people off and make a bad situation even worse. This all stems from my issues with my promotion at work. For all intense and purposes I have got it and have been doing the work and have gotten the office space and the desk and the big computer screen. However the main point of the whole fucking exercise is to get some more money for what I have been doing for months now. This still hasn't happened and as you can imagine i'm non to happy about the it.

Nokia!! Just give me some more fucking money you corduroy wearing, its not ready yet, aryan race, leeadammer eating fucking tossers!!! (I know they are not danish but i'm venting so fuck off!)

Well now thats all over and done with i'm sure it will all work out for the best. Everything happens for a reason. On a more lighthearted note, I went the other night with Miranda, James and Faith to see The Watchmen.

I actually went to the cinema. This is no mean feet as will any of my close friends tell you. I have issues with the cinema and do not like going if it is going to be busy and certainly would'nt even think about it if I cannot secure an isle seat, thats just crazy talk!!! So all things were in hand. After Faith and James had arrived, Faith had not had a great day and James had been stuck on the tube, it was a good way to be able to release all that unwanted stress and tension. Te fil was great. I had all the parameters met by good seating and that meant I could totally enjoy the film.

I have tried to read the watchmen and actually couldn't finish it all because It wasn't really my cup of tea. This being said I thought the film was awesome. Im not going through it because you al now what the premise is but I thought the characters were great and the story line clever. I have also checked that the film kept true to the graphic novel and it does, which is another good thing towards the next endorsement to the comic book remake film genre.

And I nearly forgot. I have started to put together my first website with the help and guidance of the fair maiden Cheeser. Its a work in progress and actually there is hardly anything on there. Here is the address so you can keep informed on what is going on with the photography-

http://www.zuko-photography.co.uk

So I think i'm ready to wrap it all up. I suppose to finish on a nice note, Tilley posted a new video on youtube and it was great to actually be made to feel better about myself through the medium of fatter puffs than I. Thanks Tilster.

I learned today the difference between small and medium format photography......exactly!!

Tattoos And Accolade's

I have finally figured out how to add pictures to my posts so I am taking the chance now to add in the few that I took of my tatto when It started and then we can all see the slow but satisfying developments as they occur. Pictures will follow at the end of this post.

I would like to say for the record, it doesn't really look like much at the moment. To clear up any questions to what it is going to end up as, hopefully. Im having a sort-of jungle floor with vines and sprouting shoots through the floor on my forearm which will slowly work it's way up my arm to the canopy with the sun beaming through. However in amongst all of this vegitation I have picked alot of abstract pictures which will be woven in and out of all the undergrowth.

The images all mean something totally diffrent to me but all are family and friends and would mean nothing to anyone else. Tattoos....like pringles....once you pop etc etc !!

Now to the accolade's part of the quick post. The big mahoosive slap in the air for my ever special needs flatmate for thrusting spotify onto me. ITS GREAT!!! REALLY!!!!

The other day as cheeser was making a full Sunday roast, of which now she has no excuse not to make every week as she has shown her total competence in the sport, I sat happily and put together my playlist. OMG!! It was good. Here it is and tell me this doesn't take anyone back to a good time in life.

http://open.spotify.com/user/l.s.d/playlist/5EFXP63zPNwqrSDAY9mVNd

.........as I write this last piece I listen contently to "Rythem Is A Dancer" Whoop Whoop!!!

OO OO actually not done yet......can you guess what the following image is. Cheeser, you cannot comment as you know. Any ideas?