Hmmm

This is not a very loved blog so far. If only I had some news.

How about... I got an email saying that I am unofficially past my PhD exam...

Seven things I PLAN to do:
1. Get really pissed tonight with the lads to celebrate my unofficial end of torture.
2. Get a really swanky overcoat to go with the suits I now wear.
3. Write that software application to simulate face surfaces.
4. Look into doing actuarial exams.
5. Learn Italian properly.
6. Get around to playing a gig.
7. Write those papers.

Seven things I CAN do:
1. Scare people.
2. Be completely unthreatening. I just wish I could choose between when I do 1 and when I do 2.
3. Obsess over the state of my fitness.
4. Play well enough to play a gig.
5. Do torturous things to get what Iwant.
6. Be completely independent from family or friends both financially and socially. I am not sure if that is a good thing.
7. Pick up languages quickly.

Seven things I CAN'T do:
1. Be single without trying to fix it.
2. Ignore my conscience.
3. Lose my obsession with avoiding being poor.
4. Hide my facial expressions, which almost everyone I know agrees that they speak for themselves. No verbal words required.
5. Sleep well.
6. Control my sleep talking episodes.
7. Live without music.

Seven things I SAY the most:
1. Fuck. (I once worked on a building site. I am soft, so I needed to give a tough impression.)
2. Indeed. (I am a pompous arse.)
3. Illogical. (Nine years in univserity studying or researching in maths.)
4. Irrational. (see 3)
5. Feach ar sin (look at that - generally referring to a her rather than a that.)
6. Grrr. (I am a cranky man.)
7. Caffeine. (Probably the reason I am such a cranky man.)