Christopher Hamilton

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Congratulations to Ronaldo for becoming the highest goalscorer in World Cup history.

Here is how BBC.co.uk described the goal -

"Ronaldo breaks Gerd Muller’s World Cup finals goalscoring record to give the defending champions the lead. Kaka puts Ronaldo in and the Real Madrid man mugs Richard Kingson with a trademark stepover and slots the ball home. It’s Ronaldo’s 15th goal in World Cup finals."

Never be afraid of moving slowly, be only afraid of standing still - Old Chinese Proverb

I’m considering working on a redesign for the site. There’s nothing wrong with the current design except that when I look at it I can’t help but think it looks a little dull. In that respect it reminds me of the state of all of my recent entries.

You can probably guess from the last sentence that I’m a touch pissed off with myself for not really taking any effort with the site these days. I have a few things I want to write about, including the write up for my trip, but my motivation to do it is almost non-existant at the moment. I’ve no idea why but I’m finding it difficult to really focus my attention on anything at the moment. It could be because I just have too much going on at the moment and I’m spreading myself too thin, or it could be that under everything I’m just a lazy bastard. Either way, things can’t go on like this.

I hoped my holiday would refresh me and kickstart me back into action, but it seems to have done the opposite. I think I’m more burnt out now than I was before I left, which I really can’t explain.

I have a few ideas to get me back on track and they in some way relate to my desire to redesign the site. Essentially they are means to redesign myself. In fact redesign isn’t exactly the correct term. I want to roll back a few years. Now that sounds a little stupid I know. When I say that, I simple mean that a few years ago, well actually more than a few now, I was in pretty good shape, I played a lot of sports, I was healthy, and happy. I’ve done myself no favours with the steady diet of bad food, beer, and virtually no exercise over the years.

I really want to get back to feeling good in my own skin again.

With all that in mind I’ve decided the first step is to get back in shape. I was never one for spending hours at the gym since it’s a pretty dull activity. So if I want to get back in shape it has to be sport that gets me started. I play 5-a-side football once a week and that isn’t enough, so I’m in the process of trying to get a team together to play in a league on Sunday nights. Once I’m playing twice a week, then I’ll have more motivation to go to the gym because it will be to help build up my stamina and fitness for football.

I think that in some ways my holiday did refresh me. It allowed me time away from everything and everyone to really get to know myself. It was what I was hoping would happen but I didn’t actually realise it had until I started writing this post. There are a few things I clearly see I have to do now. I need to set some clear goals first, before I rush into anything, because I want to do this correctly. No, I need to do this correctly.

It’s time for a change.

It’s time to grow up.

It’s time.

The Blogger tournament was last night. Unfortunately I had forgotten all about it and by the time I remembered I would have been almost completely blinded out. Even without being there I managed to outlast just under 800 other people…

crazy.

Congrats to my boss David who managed a fantastic 12th place finish

I can’t believe how busy I’ve been since I got home. I don’t think I’ve had a single night where I just sat and did nothing. So tonight that’s what I’m going to do. I’m going to go home, grab a book, order a pizza, and lie on the sofa reading, with the footie on in the background.

I have loads to catch up on with my Open Uni course, and lots of other things that built up while I was away, so I really should take care of them. The problem is though, I can’t be arsed.

My weekend isn’t going to be the quiet easy one I’d hoped for either. Much to my surprise, I was told it’s Fathers Day this Sunday. My Sister and I are going to have to go shopping tomorrow to find something for Dad, we have no idea what though. No doubt after about ten coffee’s we’ll become inspired and find something.

My mind is all over the place at the moment so I’m sorry to say the trip report is still in it’s infancy. I might finish it while I’m donking off my chips in the Blogger Poker Tournament on Stars this Sunday night. Hopefully I’ll have the first part of it written and posted early next week.

I’ve so much to do and so little motivation to do it, ah well, c’est la vie.

After a very long flight from Cyprus to London, I’ve arrived in Heathrow Airport with enough time to catch my flight to Glasgow.

Once I fly to Glasgow, I have to drive back through to Edinburgh and my holiday will almost be over. Due to some exceptionally bad planning on my part though I was set to go back to work tomorrow. Thankfully my boss has been great and said I can have tomorrow off, if I cancel one of the days off I’ve booked for August. It’s such a relief knowing that I don’t have to go in after a day like this.