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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>whatever next</title><link rel="self" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T21:20:38+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2005-08-11:/2005/08/11/epic_sex_last_night_and_lost_was_quite_g/</id><title>Epic sex last night (and LOST was quite good)</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/11/epic_sex_last_night_and_lost_was_quite_g/"/><author><name>lesigh</name></author><published>2005-08-11T13:54:54+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:04:03+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;So, was on the sofa with wifey, watching &lt;a href="http://www.channel4.com/entertainment/tv/microsites/L/lost/"&gt;LOST&lt;/a&gt; (which is amazing) and a scene comes on where some quite fit woman is washing off in the sea (quite blaintantly thrown in there to get the men sitting up) and the wifey says to me&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;does she turn you on babe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ooh better be careful what I say here, ooh don't pause too long, SAY SOMETHING!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're the only one that turns me on babe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I replied, smoooooooooth ain't I ; ) She then reaches under the pillow I had on my lap to check to see if I was "pitching a tent" (which I was not, see, man of my word ; )&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She then started stroking, which had the obvious effect, and by the time the ads were on TV (which BTW channel4, far too many ads, was like 6 ad breaks in one show!) my trousers were undone and before you could say "let me just pause sky+" her head was in my lap and she was going at it like a trooper! We messed around on the sofa for a bit (hard to get a good position) then moved to the bedroom where we carried on and even managed to cum together. She then went on to have another 1 or 2 orgasms and we both just lay there panting.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Nice
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/11/epic_sex_last_night_and_lost_was_quite_g/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2005-08-11:/2005/08/11/day_4_of_my_sunburn/</id><title>Day 4 of my sunburn</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/11/day_4_of_my_sunburn/"/><author><name>lesigh</name></author><published>2005-08-11T13:24:49+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:32:50+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Some nice piccys of my sunburns progress. 4 days after exposure the flakes start to fall : )&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sum_head.jpg" title="sunburnt head day 4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sum_head_small.jpg" border="0" alt="sunburnt head day 4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bottom lip blisters (can't quite shave yet.. and if I did I think I would look even more silly with a white lower face and a red upper face ; )&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sum_lips.jpg" title="sunburnt lips day 4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sum_lips_small.jpg" border="0" alt="sunburnt lips day 4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hands are getting better&lt;br&gt;
&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sum_hand.jpg" title="sunburnt hand day 4"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sum_hand_small.jpg" border="0" alt="sunburnt hand day 4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I didn't get much sleep last night, went to bed about 4am, woke up a couple of times when I rolled over and brushed my lip against the pillow. Wifey got me out of bed at 8:30 and I called in work saying I would be working from home today, I felt like crap.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After some breakfast I sat down and the jobs from work came flooding in, rattled through them till lunchtime and I now feel more awake. Even though I was knackered, when I work from home it feels like I get a hell of a lot more work done, less distractions I guess.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I hope it all gets better in time for the LAN I am going to this weekend. Which BTW I am really looking forward to attending. Should be a good laff.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/11/day_4_of_my_sunburn/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2005-08-09:/2005/08/09/the_sun_just_owned_me/</id><title>The sun just OWNED me</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/09/the_sun_just_owned_me/"/><author><name>lesigh</name></author><published>2005-08-09T01:07:25+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:55:51+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.redbullairrace.com/"&gt;redbull air race&lt;/a&gt; was cool, but the BBC weather webby said it would be 18 and cloudy.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It was 28 and clear. After 2 hours in the sun I was red, and my hand now looks like this:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sun_owned_me.jpg" title="The Sun Owned Me"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/sun_owned_me_small.jpg" border="0" alt="The Sun Owned Me"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You can imagine what my face looks like &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Stupid BBC, Stupid me
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/09/the_sun_just_owned_me/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2005-08-07:/2005/08/07/good_weekend_thus_far/</id><title>Good weekend thus far</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/07/good_weekend_thus_far/"/><author><name>lesigh</name></author><published>2005-08-07T04:24:27+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:04:34+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;What a great Saturday, Stayed in bed till around 11am, then the wifey was out shopping so was able to wake up at my own pace, go on the PC and do my forum refreshing, even got some quite big changes done on one of my websites, which went down well with the users.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Lovely lunch, then over to parents for dinner, back home and my mate came over to spend the night as we are both going out early in the morning to the &lt;a href="http://www.redbullairrace.com/"&gt;redbull air race&lt;/a&gt; which promises to be a cracking day out.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/800x600_rotterdam_1.jpg" title="Redbull air race"&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/l/lesigh/img/800x600_rotterdam_1_small.jpg" border="0" alt="Redbull air race"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Had some good games of &lt;a href="http://www.dota-allstars.com"&gt;DotA&lt;/a&gt; with some mates and that took me into the early hours of Sunday. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyways, off to bed, long day tomorrow with a stupidly early start. And less I forget, it's the wifeys and mine first wedding anniversary. Blinding ; )
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/07/good_weekend_thus_far/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2005-08-05:/2005/08/05/the_stress_of_it_all/</id><title>The stress of it all</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/05/the_stress_of_it_all/"/><author><name>lesigh</name></author><published>2005-08-05T22:00:06+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T22:38:44+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Another so-so day at work, speed up slightly by that "Friday feeling" I am finding it harder and harder to concentrate on single tasks, my mind wanders and before I have even navigated to the project folder or logged onto the server I am browsing, chatting, and doing my forum refreshing which is starting to borderline OCD : |&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The last month has been quite stressful money wise. There is this company which I will call 'G' who I do some work for, they pay well, and as it is related to the work I am doing anyway so it is pretty easy and fun to do. It works out that the money you earn in month 1, you get in month 3, so it sits there in their account for a month while they check the work is all OK.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The first and second months payments came in fine, around £500 each, which was a great supplement to my normal monthly salary, The 3rd month however was VERY good, earning over 34 times the previous months amount, so as pay day approached I got very nervous, and it would turn out my nerves were justified. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Three weeks into the 4th month, with the massive earnings from the 3rd month sitting in their account there was a "glitch" and by the time it was sorted I had missed the end of month payment processing time and they are now saying that they will have to pay me at the end of THIS month, I wrote back saying that it was unacceptable, they then wrote back 2 days ago saying that they could not change their policies. So I wait.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile earnings from the 4th month have been added on and its now closer to 43 times my first payments. So the stress of "will they won't they" is mounting, and I know I have 3+ weeks before I know if I'm going to be sitting pretty or shafted.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's a strange thing, it would seem the promise of money is worse than not expecting a penny, and the more you are expecting, the worse it feels. Who would have thunk it! : ) The hardest part is trying not to spend it in your head, but when you are not busy, or you allow your mind to wander (the drive too and from work, the time in bed before you fall asleep) you go quite nuts thinking about it and getting all bitter.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;While all this is going on the holiday I booked for wifey and me needed paying, so that has gone on the cards, and to top it all off it's our first wedding anniversary this weekend and all the cool things I thought of as gifts are now out of my reach, she is understanding, and knows what's going on, but I feel as if I have failed in a way. If I did not think I had this money I would have saved up some, but like a fool I spent what I did not have and now I have even less than I would have had if this money had never existed.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;ANYWAY, turn a frown upside down, we are going to the redbull air race this Sunday, which looks like it will be a cracking day out, and will be something nice to do for our anniversary. And if I never see another payment from G, at least the holiday is paid off (well on credit) so no matter what we will be going ; )
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/05/the_stress_of_it_all/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:lesigh.blog.co.uk,2005-08-04:/2005/08/04/and_so_it_starts/</id><title>And so it starts</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://lesigh.blog.co.uk/2005/08/04/and_so_it_starts/"/><author><name>lesigh</name></author><published>2005-08-04T21:49:47+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T21:52:14+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Well here I am, after reading my mates blog I was inspired enough to sign up and have a go myself, as I tend to loose interest in things quickly I thought it best to jump on the moment and sign up sooner rather than later. Not sure what I will post in here, will try to keep it as open and real as possible, not sure who I will share this with either. I think I should share it with someone though, else it's a little too much like talking to myself, which can't be healthy.
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