Wacko Jacko's Dead!

I thought that was worth a mention, there's an interesting conspiracy theory that's been going around for at least 5 years and it states that MJ has actually been dead for over twenty: Decide for yourself.

Well, I don't want to talk about that. I wanted to say that I had a day off from hospital visits last night and went for an impromptu picnic after work. It was lovely. It was Marks idea, we took a few bottles of beer got some crisps and dips on the way and sat in the park on Cambridge Heath Road. We sat on the grass, chatted, ate, drank and read-him The Time Machine me The Phantom of The Opera, until the evening sun became too weak to warm us and we headed home. He had his arm around my shoulders all the way home, I don't usually like what I call "ownership" contact, but I found this quite comforting and I was strangely proud that people would see that I belong to him (and vice-versa). When we got back I did some internet shopping for his Birthday present-I wont tell you what in case he's reading, but I think I've outdone myself this year. He has an army of pressies-that's the only hint you're getting!

It was simply a pleasent evening, I got enough sleep did some enjoyable things and woke up this morning feeling fresh. I shall be back at the hospital tonight and this weekend is anyones guess. But I had one good night I can think about that and smile.


Supplimentary : The post has come and Mark has had an 'Hello Kitty' tee shirt sent to me at work! It's pink, I love it!

Holiday was wonderful

And I'll write about that later-sorry it's taken so long, but I went back to working day and night shifts for the last two days and tonight, Friday night, I'm looking forward to a nice early night so that I can be fresh faced for my best friend's wedding tomorrow.

Anyway, that's not what I wanted to say here. My boyfriend bought me an apple danish and put it in my work bag. I had it with my coffee for breakfast. I'll be smiling all day now. Don't you think that was a sweet thing to do?

Why is it that with all the best intentions people never seem to actually help when they're trying to do just that?
'I'll do that for you' tends to mean 'I'll cock that up then you can spend twice the time fixing it than it would have taken you to do it yourself in the first place'.
With this in mind-why do we, I mean human beings as a species, yearn for companionship? Do we like fixing other peoples mistakes? Does it make us feel that we're more worth-while as a person or inflate our self worth above the worth of the people around us? Like we're indispensable and the world would actually stop, even just for a moment if we ceased to be?
Get a group of people together and give them a task-watch the roles the different characters play, I bet most of them will try to take the lead stating in one way or another why their idea is the best or their theory fits above all others. They will prove this with rushed statements that don't really make sense when you unpick them. The real leaders, the ones worth following or at least listening to, are the ones that sit back a bit, listen to other's ideas, steal the best bits and use other's hasty statements to disprove them while strengthening their own arguments, they think through what they need to achieve before opening their mouths. People feel the need to take on everything to prove that they can do it, those that know they can but want an efficient way to do something shut up and think it out first. Those who want the world to see their achievements are the ones who rush in and balls it all up.
And when I thought it through and said 'I'll do it myself' I knew that would be the easiest way to go...
But you had to rush in while I thought about it. Just as well I wasn't thinking 'how shall I do it' but 'how shall I fix this when he's done'.