'Lets ride a little train....'

Hiya again
Well yep I am writing blog number two tonight as blogger conviently lost my last one. Anyway i thought i better begin to fill this empty vacuole of webspace, tho I'm surprised I aint lost it more times. I'm at my Dads house, yes my parents are divorced, and it hasn't turned me into a pregnant chav...that would be odd... but for some reason today the power keeps dimming. PC no like in other words.

This has basically been a completly random week. And has left feeling very angry at the end of it. Nothing paticulary bad has happened, but nothing really bad, which i suppose is a good thing. However i do feel the need for a punch bag, mainly due to personal reasons which aint gonna enter this text box.

But anyway feeling kinda better after the traditional friday night chippie tea (sorry Peter Kay reference coming up) 'Its the law!', and thought about what I have got to look forward to. And I came up with spending £300 on a telly, nout like a bit of retail therepy eh, and that I'm going to see my idol, Serj Tankian, live in concert at the Manchester academy. However that involves going to Manchester.

Make no mistake, I aint against Mancunians in anyway, i know plenty and am friends with plenty. However, they are another group of people who unfortunatly are tarnished by a group of idiots who like getting car paint on their coins and drugs on their trackies. The problem I have is that last time I went a concert/gig in Manchester the car I went in was never the same again when i got back to it (I wasn't driving before you ask).

So this time I have to use the dreaded (by me) rail network. We are driving up to a secure location in Stockport (I make it sound like an MI5 compound) and then going from Stockport station to Oxford road, which from my limited knowledge of the rail network, is near the academy. I don't know why, but all forms of public transport stress me out. For somebody who loves cars, I find the idea of cramming myself on half a bus seat, or clinging onto a pole for dear life, odd when i could be sitting in luxery in a ...Citroen Saxo... ok maybe less so but you get my point.

So I have no choice and must use the trains. They will probably be fine, but i have the unnerving feeling of impending doom stepping onto them, the same way I hate those doctors gloves which they always put on even if they are talking to you about an embarassing sweat problem...But it could be so much worse. I could be going a steam rally this weekend, but that seems unlikely as MPH is on, and even though I can't go this year, being the victim of a twisted trap in the 'Saw' movies is better than steam power, i have a friend who will agree with that...
Should get round to writing another blog or two this weekend, I'm sure they put subliminal additives in these pages.
Josh