Jeccius’s Drivel

….mmmmmmm, tasty…..

Ohhhhh, it’s almost Christmas, yeyyyyyyyyy. Yey. Ahem. I’ve been able to do most of the shopping, bought for pretty much everyone bar the missus. Got the baby a few things, me sis and her boyfriend, mum n dad (and the in’laws), sister-in-law and kids too. Just the missus to buy for. I’ll have to drop hints of a health spa visit or something similar; then she’ll be really surprised when she gets that ironing board.
I was considering getting her a Quad Core Pentium with 4gig of ram and a stupidly big graphics card, but I think she’d be a bit pissed at that (considering I’d be playing Warcraft Lich King on it all the time if I did). A goddamn.

One of our neighbours has decided to buy something interesting; a horse. They have a house at the end of a row of terraced houses on the side of a hill. The poor little horse has been out their back garden (which is overlooking another road behind our house) through all the damn cold weather which we have been experiencing recently. Me wife was a bit upset by this and questioned the neighbour about it. They’re a bunch of inbreeds btw; they’ve moved in a few months ago and they’ve already had alot of aggro directed at them from un-named 3rd parties. The car outside their house had all 4 tires slashed a few weeks back, they’ve ALWAYS got the bedroom front window open and one of the girls looking out of it smoking, they’re a bit noisy etc. Tbh I couldn’t give a fuck, but it winds up the neighbourly wife a bit (she’s tried saying hello to them a few times and once managed to get a nod of hello, otherwise they totally blank her which just succeeds in fucking her off).

The missus’s conversation with one of the girls there went along a little something like this;
“Excuse me, you seem to have a horse in your garden.”
“No we don’t.”
“Eh? What do you mean? I can see it very clearly from my back window in your back garden.”
“No, not us.”
“Have you looked there at all recently?”
“Errrrrr, we’re minding it.”
“You’re minding it?
“Yeah….it’s not staying long.”

That was 3 weeks back. Poor bastard is still there. RSPCA to follow methinks.

Not in a good place at the mo. Me finances are failing, me wife is blaming me for everything and me baby won’t eat her food and chucks her plate too. Messy cow :p

Am feeling really burnt out at the mo; I’ve worked ALOT recently, doing lots of overtime and I had a drinky night in down me mate’s house last saturday, from which I haven’t fully recovered yet. I’m doing a 6 day’er this week and really cannot be fucked with it all. I deal with abusive customers every day in work and deal with an argumentative and frustrated wife at home, then finally get some peace and quiet at roughly 10-11pm. Real long days.

It can only get better; it can’t get any worse. I’m being made bankrupt by me financial advisor (which incidentally puts me in a better position than I currently am???? Wtf is wrong with this country lol) so that’s shaking up things at the mo. I’m getting lots of stress from my wife (who stresses over ANYTHING; that plate isn’t meant to go there, why aren’t the bins done etc etc everything has to be done immediately, it’s fucking killing me). Me work is as tedious as it’s ever been and it all seems to be crushing me down.

On the plus side, I drew a cat;

I’ve got problems lol.

Oh, almost forgot, I’ve got a health problem too. I’ve got a pilonidal sinus. Nasty little thing; it’s an ingrowing hair which can turn nasty-bad and cause lots of bleeding etc. From the outskirts of me bum. I’ve gotta have an operation. On me bum. Great. Thanks God, very haha. On the plus I might be off from work for 3 months, so there’s always a plus, but the negative is that I will be in agony for the entire time too. It doesn’t rain but it pours from your ass.

I need to do something to perk me up. I need to do something creative to get some money in and get the positive ball rolling again. Guess I got to look at my options and go for it. If anyone knows where I can get some free money, please feel free to share….

Am skint at the mo. We’ve just come into the possesion of a new car (hurrah!), a Ford Focus 1.8 Tdi and am loving it. My old Peugot 106 has given up the ghost and has moved to pastures new, and we’re driving pretty. Plus it’s damn powerful too; like going from a tricycle to a Suzuki in comparison. Oh yes :p For myself, being working class and all, changing a car upto this means a hell of alot to us. It’s also a big money grabbing commitment, so I’ve gotta buckle down. So it’s a great time for me to lose 2 seperate bonuses back to back in work, due to the management fucking us all about. The utter pricks.
So…..rather than crying about it, I’m selling off a few things on eBay to raise some greens. I’ve started off basic with 6 old Super Nintendo games and a SNES Multitap, should get a few quid in. I’ve had to remove one of the sales as the heading was listed slighly wrong and people were trying to buy it already (a common con exploit).  I’ve literally just been able to re-sell that item with the right description now, which is cool considering I’m in work. I’ve got more gear to sell through eBay over the next week or so so I’m going to see how it goes. Hopefully I’ll make a few quid from here and there; I’m expecting to make £40-£50 from the SNES stuff which is a start I suppose.
God, the wife’s a nutter. She’s been complaining about me in the mornings, as I normally wake up, quietly sneak to the toilet and have a pee and a wash (I don’t WASH IN MY PEE by the way, these are seperate tasks) but I don’t flush the toilet. This is because my 17 month daughter is out cold asleep in the room next to the bathroom and any loud noise will wake her. So as I was saying, I get up for work at about 6.45am and I need to pee. I do this, then remember about the missus’s demand to flush the toilet as it’s dirty not to. I do this, and lo and behold the baby’s shouting “DADDY, DADDY!!!” like hell from her room. I take her downstairs and give her brekkie, while the missus comes down angry that I woke her up. Sorry, I guess I shouldv’e stealth-flushed somehow. Damn those laws of physics :p

Oh goodie. Since the past post to do with the bitch-in-law, it gets better. Her and the brother-in-law might be staying together again, after she claimed she found a breast lump and was waiting to get the results from the docs.
Apparently yesterday she went to the docs for another examination and by the afternoon she had a phonecall saying it was a false alarm.
Now don’t get me wrong, having a cancer scare is not a nice thing. Anyone who is going through this at the mo gets my sympathy. But I don’t think even Bupa could find out the results in the space of a few hours. Plus their docs certainly wouldn’t phone to to say “Hey, guess what? You’ve not got Cancer! Now I’m off for a pizza.”
Plus given this and her current track record (see last but one post) I have the impression she is a bullshitter of the highest order and is trying to win the sympathy vote just to get the family back on her side after her recent “disorder”. What a poisoned bitch. Apparently she’s been contacting a few family members apologizing about her recent behaviour, but if she calls me she’ll have a fucking shock. I’ll ram her words down her fucking throat. Nothing I hate more than persistent liars, and trouble-making liars at that. She can fuck right off if she thinks she’s going to crawl straight back into mine and my wife’s life as if nothing’s happened.

If you haven’t noticed, I’m a bit pissed at her.

I feel sorry for her daughter, being used through all of this, but that’s her mum’s fault and not ours. And to be honest, the brother-in-law must be mentally disabled to let this happen AND go back to her.

Work is relentless. Even though there is currently no jobs waiting on my special “queue”, there are hundreds waiting on our normal job and I’m working away rather busily at them. No rest at all, constantly chipping away at us in the office. Relentless.

I’m yawning quite happily here; there’s another 2 hours left in work to go. I guess I shouldn’t have drunk that can of “Relentless”; a new alternate to Red Bull. About the size of a beer can and quite tasty actually; works a treat too. Only problem being is that it’s now worn off and I feel like a fecking zombie.

Work is trying to ban anyone in the office from browsing during calls. That’s going to be a hard one to administer, considering alot of good people here including myself use the internet to find the answers we need to solve the customer’s issues. I genuinely beleive our management like to blame anything other than their own falibility for any amounts of shit that hit the fan, and we are the puppets for them to twist our strings.

God I need a new job. Sure I’ve typed that before, but I’ll type it again. As soon as I wake up I’ll look.

I’m getting sick of being involved with peoples lives, even if they’ve involved themselves into our business and not us interferring. Sounds odd? I’ll try to explain this as best as I can but I’ll keep thing anon for obvious reasons.

The Stars of this Story;
Jeccy - me, the hero
AJ - the wife
Bro - me wife’s brother and my brother-in-law
Non-Sis - my “Bro”’s very soon to be ex-wife
Niece - a pre-teen daughter of the Bro who is living with Non-Sis
AJ’s Mum - a catalyst for the proceedings
Idiot1/Idiot2 - two friends of “Non-Sis” who will be described later.

This all ties in with Facebook and is still ongoing.

Everything started abuse-wise 2 days ago, and this was the first that we were made aware that we were even involved in this, let alone the apparent reason for everything going tits up.

AJ a few weeks back is nosing about on Facebook, when she see’s a notice pop up on her profile saying “Idiot1 has been tagged by Idiot2 in these photos”. AJ notices however that Non-Sis is on the photo too, so she clicks to have a look. Basically there’s a photo album listed on there with people just having a laugh at a barbecue, which is harmless enough. 2 photos did stand out though, which were one with some bloke jokedly pulling Non-Sis’s top down to show off her cleavage and another where Non-Sis is flashing her bra. AJ showed me this, and I have to say Non-Sis is not a looker; I had to wash my eyes out with bleach after viewing that pic. Urrrggghh. But anyways AJ decides to message Idiot1 asking her why she’s stuck that photo on Facebook. The anser she got was “I haven’t stuck anything like that on here sorry, I don’t know what you are talking about.” AJ looks back at her photos and this one has been removed. So AJ says “Fair enough” and gets on with browsing etc.
The next day, AJ is visiting her mum and happens to mention the photo incident on Facebook; literally was mentioned on a whim and was mentioned as “BTW I was a bit surprised about this girl I knew on Facebook, stuck a few photos of Non-Sis and Niece on there”. Two minutes later they were yapping about something else (was most probably about telly, they talk bollocks to each other :p).

Now two days ago we get a phonecall out of the blue and some texts from Non-Sis, saying how we’ve ruined her marriage? Me and AJ are completely bemused by this as we don’t know what we’ve meant to have done. AJ also receives two abusive messages from Idiot1/Idiot2 through Facebook claiming how we have lied to get Bro and Non-Bro to split up? We’re both a bit confused by this as we heard that they were splitting up 2 weeks ago, so what the fuck has this got to do with us? We then get a call from Bro asking about these photos on Facebook. I tell him the truth which is “mostly harmless” (the old Hitchhiker’s Guide to planet Earth description) and just people having fun at a party. Essentially it was left as that and nothing else was said.  

So now to the abuse on Facebook; I’ve been very calm about this and have read both emails sent to us and what I have noticed is that they seem to think it’s these pics which have split up their marriage. I quite happily emailed them back as formally as possible and advised them that they have both been misinformed as they have been splitting up for a few weeks now. Instead one of the Idiots carried on abusing AJ and me, so I politely repeated the email and even explained exactly as I have on this long boring post the main points as I have found. I also told them politely if they continue to abuse us through Facebook I’ll report them to the admins. I’ve not heard anything since.

Instead, Non-Sis next tried a different tactic of abuse which I don’t agree with at all. She got pre-teen Niece to call up AJ and scream down the phone “Why did you ruin my parents lives?!?!?” and cry her eyes out, while Non-sis prompted her as to what to say next. How fucking sick is that, using her daughter to abuse others with her own problems? Funnily enough, after receiving this call she rang AJ’s Mum and did the same thing, all of which was prompted by the Non-Sis (AJ’s Mum was actually laughing telling us how she could hear Niece screaming at her then hearing whispering from Non-Sis prompting her what to say next, then more screaming from the niece again).

Poor niece, being used a a tool for Non-Sis’s abuse. I personally won’t be sending her a Xmas card this year, oh no.

So if you were able to follow all of this, congratulations, you like watching Soap Operas and have never missed an episode of Home and Away in your entire life. For eveyone else who’se confused by all of this; basically Non-Sis is blaming me and AJ for her failed marriage when we had fuck all to do with it, and has slandered us to her friends about it. Stupid fat cow.

Utterly utterly bored with work at the mo. About 90-95% of the work I’m doing at present involves problems with our systems preventing us from fixing the customer’s Internet. I don’t mind fixing probs, but when they are ALL OUR FAULT PLUS YOU CAN’T FIX ANY OF THEM you start to lose faith in the business a bit.

I mean Darth Vader had the same problems as us; first of all sets up with a good sales pitch offering a service to the public (or republic in this case), so did this ISP. The Empire’s rivals took out the main base of operation and left the Empire reeling. With our ISP, something similar did actually happen which resulted in our headquarters being relocated and downsized. The Empire came bouncing back with a newer base and started throwing their product about. So did our ISP, offering quicker internet to everyone and anything that had a heartbeat in the UK. Then they outsourced their systems to Endor, like we did to India. That was an accident waiting to happen. And now after trying to mixa large amount of systems together nothing currently works and we’ve got the equivalent of the Death Star blowing up virtually for us. I’ve only been able to fix one person’s issue this evening out of about 10 calls. I’m not expecting to fix any more.

Plus our boss of this department jumped ship today, just like Darth did at the last minute. I’m expecting the building to blow up in a blaze of glory this evening.

No, that’s not another way of saying I’m taking it up the arse but I’ve decided enough is enough. After some deliberation I’ve decided to try to enroll in a new Art College within our City Centre to study Graphics Design. I know there will be alot of hard work involved, but I will be awarded a Degree at the end of it and I can finally do something decent with my life other than attending the chair of death at the I.T. department where I’m currently “sitting still”. I’m ok at what I do but listening to people offload their frustrations at me because they don’t understand the core problem just drains me. I think it’s about time that I make a change and hopefully this will be a positive one. Even if it doesn’t fully work out at least I’ve tried.

So I’ve sent an email off to the head of that department, and will hopefully speak to him tomorrow to find out more. To celebrate this change, I bought Mariokart on the Wii (lol, I’m a fucking gaming waster, there’s no getting away from it) and played it for a good hour earlier on. Excellent stuff.

Firstly, it has been an interesting fortnight since I’ve last posted on here. I’ve since found out that since the previous post about the homewrecking, it turns out that the neighbour KNEW about the hidden camera and was playing to it, plus even after finding this out the wife still wants to give it a go with the husband. Hmmmmm. On the plus, there are kids involved but it’s still a rocky patch of marriage for them. Damn voyeur lol.

Secondly, during that week off, I received my free Wii from Nextgen!!!!!! Fucking A 1.

It turned up on the Saturday from Amazon and I paid a magical fuck all for it :D It was the Wii Sports pakage with one nunchuk, and it is highly enjoyable. Got Metroid Corruption, a charger pack for the controller, some WiiWare games, a Wii Retro pad and Smash Bros Brawl for it, well enjoyable, plus the Opera browser is equally as useful (plays Youtube too).

I’m now doing the following offer;
HDTV Giveaway

21 signups and tests = a free big HD telly

I will most probs start trying to get a PS3 too, just to complete the set

Also, almost forgot to mention me sister and her boyfriend have just announced their engagement, so hurrah to them!

Oh dear.

Oh dear oh dear.

Oh dear oh dear oh dear etc etc.

This saturday just gone; events of different interests accumilating in one wedding and one pending divorce. Not the same couple though, just something I managed to do.

Saturday morning and my missus takes me and my 15 month old daughter to a 1st birthday party for her friend’s son. We attend and I don’t know anyone, but make an effort to talk to the hosts and guests (as you do). Me daughter stuffs her face something stupid and I end up chatting to the dad, who happens to have a PSP. I offer to modify it as a friendly gesture and take it home with me.

Meanwhile, me daughter has eaten too much and is currently working towards puking her guts up, which she does in style in our living room just before we’re going to another friend’s Wedding Function. A qucik bath and dumping everything covered in sick into the kitchen and we’re off to a Hotel where the party’s being held, and me daughter proceeds to vomit twice before we decide to take her home. She’s ok now though, plenty of water seemed to settle her down.

The next morning I check this guy’s PSP. Strange, there’s a 1gig stick on there and only 400meg free? Nothing on the PSP menus either, so I plug in the usb and check the files. One 480meg video called “D”? I save this to my desktop as the PSP wouldn’t run it and start it up……it’s a vid of him hiding a PSP-Cam in the bathroom and filming his neighbour taking a shower in his bathroom. The camera’s not seen by her and he retrieves it not soon after.

Me wife watched this and showed it to her friend this morning. As you can imagine, she’s asked her hubby to pack his bags and he’s not denied anything either. Oh gods.

Will find out the fallout when I get home from work in a bit. Wish me luck.