First Entry

Hello bloggers, friends, and generally nosey people! I'm Chris Morris, and I once slammed a revolving door...

I decided to start writing a blog to keep all those die-hard Chris Morris fans out there happy (I know who you are, and in some cases, I know where you live). This will probably end up being a stupid rambling of things that are wrong with the world, like the fact that if you are late for work, you can be charged up to £90. Seriously! I was running a tad late for the music school last month and I parked on a single yellow line at 5pm, which is located in a pretty quiet street which you are allowed to park on from 6pm. I got a damn ticket for that. £30 if you pay right away, £60 if you leave it for two weeks, and £90 if you leave it for about a month. I had to pay £60 because I stupidly put the ticket in my glove compartment and forgot all about it.

What harm is my car doing there? What is it about that street, at that time that is stopping me from being able to park my innocent little car there? Are these parking attendants proud of their jobs? Do they go home and call their mums and tell them all about it?

So there we have it, things that are wrong with the world #1 - Parking Attendants!!

Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, nowhere.

Hi, I'm Chris Morris ... No wait, I already did that. Okay.

So yeah, I guess in this first entry, I'll "blog" about what I did today.

I awoke from my slumber on several occasions this morning, only to roll over and go back to sleep. I eventually actually got out of bed at an absolutely unholy time which I don't really want to share with you all because it's downright shameful.

Actually, you know what? I'm gonna pin this one on Heather (Heather is my girlfriend for those of you who don't know). I can never get up when she is still in bed and she was in bed for a pretty long time this morning. This is a common occurrence; she will stay in bed with me for ages, then I'll drift off to sleep only to be woken up by her what seems like seconds later saying stuff like "Get up you lazy git, it's two o' clock"...

Ah, crap. I just gave away what time I got up at this morning...

Okay, so it was two o' clock. I'm a pretty busy person okay, so I deserve a long lie! A ... very long lie.

Getting up at that time today proved to shatter the whole day's plan. I had planned to do a lot of - even finish - my dissertation today. Final submission for feedback is due in this Friday y'see, so I want to get a first draft done. So waking up at two o' clock was ... A disaster. Especially because Heather's step-dad Dave phoned up today because he needed the use of my car for a trip to B&Q for items essential for the completion of the fence he is building.

So that took up some time, then I pretty much just bought some chicken for tea, went to work, and came back home.

By work, I mean the music school. Just to clear things up, work can mean two things - Music school, or Odeon.

So that's pretty much all I did today, a relatively relaxing day seeing as I slept for most of it. Early night tonight I think, so that tomorrow I can actually work on this dissertation.

Groan. Every time I think about college I just feel sick. I am not enjoying this year at all and quite frankly cannot wait until it's over. At the same time the thought of finally going out into the big bad real world slightly terrifies me.

Okay, so that's a pretty good first entry I think. Hopefully people will read this because in a few years I'm going to be the most famous astronaut in the entire world.

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