Round Tahn, Spagbol On The Roll, Channels… What A List!


Good evening bloggers & viewers,

Hope you’re good and well. I can surely say that the weather today was nice. It didn’t pour down, but it was overcast. Sunny spells. Was just lush.

Today Richard stayed home to fix a few problems whilst my sister and I hit town to wander. The weather’s been fair with a few sunny spells, but definitely no rain. I suppose that a lot of Britons (up north more specifically) have enjoyed it. However, the clouds are coming in and are gradually getting greyer. Well. We can surely say that it was good while it lasted. It is a bit colder than where I’m situated further south, but I’m not too bothered by it.

I had a arrogant prick mouth me off in the street today for no apparent reason. But one would expect that here, unfortunately. I nearly let it get to me when my sister gave me a “don’t, it’s not worth it” squeeze on my arm. I took a breath, absorbed the issue and pathetic attempts from this lad, and said “yeah, good one”. This simple statement assured this runt to leave me be. But if he had provoked me further, it would’ve been a little messy. This is one of the things that annoy me of such cultures and mannerisms us lads have developed over the years. Rebels and trouble-makers. There is no need to publicly mouth off at people in the street. It doesn’t make you big, it makes you look like an utter disgrace. In fact, it makes you more of a target if you understand that aspect of it. For example; he mouths off at that big lad over there. The big lad will want to target him more and take the twat down. Vice versa. It’s opposites attract. You’re drawing attention to yourself in a bad way visually and physically. Hand on heart, I would have picked him and sorted him out with the first wave of defense: verbal approach. However, we all know realistically that: verbally confronting this guy would only get his feathers out, flap and jitter. That lad, right, needs a smack. A right smack in the face, break his nose and make him cry. He’ll run home with his tail between his legs and complain. If ever pushed to such extremes, I aim for the nose. Distorts their view, the pain is unbearable, breathing is withheld, concentration is flawed. But you need to draw them in first. Turn to the side slightly, roll your eyes, kick the ground a little then snap forwards.

But I have to point out… I do MMA, so I know how, when and where. It’s always good to have some sort of self-defense in your pocket, or be able to deliver a decent tackle. Don’t tackle from the hips, tackle for the knees, then lock your arms tight together and use their weight to bring them down. And that’s another thing: I play rugby, haha. But there always rules apply. I have ethics.

Moving on swiftly.

I had a really nice spaghetti bolognaise (I think that’s how you spell it). Wholemeal spaghetti, healthy beef mince with parmesan cheese, finished with an apple as desert. I’m quite stuffed now, but it was great. Ah, the clouds are moving in pretty fast and it will be a walk in the rain. Oh well, it’s always nice getting into a nice warm comfy bed after a cool and lovely day out, right?

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As you can tell, I’ve found the “full align” menu, haha. Quite sad. I like it because it fits neatly into the designated space on my blog. Anyway…

I’ve been trying to catch my ‘spiritual advisor’ today and only missed them by 3 hours! How annoying is that? But apart from that, I happened to bump into an acquaintance that I’ve known for over a year now, right here, in the northern sector of England. It was very brief, as they were with family (I think they were  uninterested too), but I surprised them. I’m not bothered with trying to meet up with them because it was clear they didn’t. And I never really socialised with them, since they looked down their nose at me. Ah, c’est la vie.

This is quite a long post! But you’d be surprised with the amount I can write. Unfortunately, that talent(?) was ripped from me along with someone I cared about quite a lot, which is quite a shame. Apparently, according to (an) avid follower(s), I write really well. But I think differently. My life story posts are pretty much written as think or say it aloud. There are probably a lot of mistakes in this passage, but alas… this is all mentally and physically said as I write – and real time. Well, almost.

I’ve just watched ‘The Hotel Inspector’ with Alex Pil-something. Was interesting. I notice a lot of Britons like their house renovation shows ect. Richard says the British love their homes. That’s true. But, many other people love their homes. But I’m more of a homey person than a glamour home that Americans have (as an example). Aside from that, though, I’ve watched ‘Thelma’s Gypsy Girls’. One word: whoa. I’ve forgotten how edgy some people are in life. However, I’ve also watched ‘Beauty and the Beast’ (not the film). I’m fascinated.

Well, I’m going to wrap this up again. It’s choppy, but I will try and write again tomorrow! I’ve planned a catch up, however, with someone close to me. Hopefully they will find my message… Anyhow.

I’m SourcedRemorses, commonly known as Matt. This has been my day’s passage. Stay tuned!

 

 

 

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