Nervous_Tic

At last I can gloat about stealing 1st spot in round 4 with only a few hours to go. But figured that if I did it too soon Stevie would get onto it and retake the lead in the last minute. Only one point in it at the top overall now. I really do need to find something else to do.

251/0 How on earth did that happen?

GGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR THIS GAME! 203/1 I get, great I thought but another 3 runs and I would be 2nd in the table. So I try again. Get to 187/2 off 9 overs, only 19 runs off the last over from Sobers and I'm laughing. The over goes 3 4 W W 2 4. Barely scraped 200.

You just set this league up so you could show off, didn't you Stevie

Not played this in a while. Can handle the spinners without too much bother, it's the swing bowlers that I struggled with. On my first go, after being 41/6, I recovered to 121/9.

Well done Derek, and hope yours works out Jimi. Don't think I've mentioned it at all here but I start my new job on June 4th. You may recall I mentioned on the Reel Big Fred that I was looking for something new many moons ago, well I finally secured one a few weeks ago and now I'm serving notice at my current crappy place.

No I'm pretty sure he wanted this one

Embarrassing incidents for me have generally involved beer, puke, and mothers. I think they have been covered previously on t'other big thread. The most infamous of these have to include the time when I threw up down the side of the sofa drunk, in front of my mum. On that same night on the way home I also fell in the road in front of a passing car, avoiding certain death by "around 3 inches" according to my very shocked mates (whose job it was to hold me up. Gits! ) The other time was when I chundered in my mate's mother's bed.

I work as a Systems Developer, which is a generic term for someone who punches code into the computer all day, working with people who either seemingly have no skills beyond this, or people who have worked in the trade for 30 years yet act like they've never seen a computer before. Scarily enough the system we're trying (and failing) to develop is one that will administrate everybody's pension. Reason #53272 why emigrating is a brilliant idea. It's not a particularly great job, as you may have guessed by now. I'm leaving the company in May and moving to a different one doing similar work.

Isn't it a nice luxury when we can debate over the player of the season simply because so many players have done so well. Warney gets my vote, I think everyone's already said why.

Hello Adam, by any chance do you have a younger brother called David?

As per, I don't hate them. I still dislike them greatly, mainly because of their fans' ignorance and their serious assumption that "nobody cares" about football below the prem. Vice versa they also think that everyone cares about them costhey're The Greatest Team In The World™. Oh and Mark H*ghes.

The person to the left of the guy circled looks like that kid from About A Boy, same lad who's now in Skins. And I see Brian Blessed, top middle, explaining the offside rule to the bloke next to him.

Mark Arber, South African

Two elderly couples are having dinner together. After the meal is finished the two ladies go into the kitchen to wash up leaving the two men together. One old man says to the other, "I took the wife to an amazing restaurant last night." "Oh really, what was it called?" asked the other old man. "I can't quite remember... my memory isn't as good as it was, let me think for a moment." The first man thinks, unable to remember. After a few minutes he asks, "What's the name of that flower, you know the one you give to someone you love. It's red and has thorns." "A rose?" the second man says. "Yes, that's the one!" says the first man, then he turns to the kitchen and yells, "Rose! What's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"

A successful Colorado rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was a very good-looking woman, and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching. So she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand. Two men applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk. She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay man, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk. He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours everyday and knew a lot about ranching. For weeks, the two of them worked hard, and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired hand, "You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great! You should go into town and kick up your heels." The hired hand readily agreed and went into town the following Saturday night. One o'clock came, and he didn't return. Two o'clock, and still no hired hand. He returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the house, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine waiting for him. She quietly called him over to her. "Unbutton my blouse and take it off, she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. "Now take off my boots." He did as she asked, ever so slowly. "Now take off my stockings." He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots. "Now take off my skirt." He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the firelight. "Now take off my bra." Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. "Now," she said, "take off my panties." By the light of the fire, he slowly pulled them down and off. Then she looked at him and said, "If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired."

When I put the key in the ignition, I have to make sure that the chain of keyrings I have hanging off it are completely disentangled. I can do that, though I tend not to do it in the presence of others. There's something strangely gratifying about twisting your back so that 6 vertebrae crack at once. I should see a doctor.

Ok folks how about the flip side of the coin - people with disgusting habits. This afternoon at work I had to put up with the sight of my colleague nose mining for fully 5 minutes, then without washing his hands go on to scratch his head vigorously, and finish off the repetoire by biting his nails. Do I have OCD for feeling sick just knowing what he was doing even though I was doing my best to look away?

But what about when you've only used one corner of a hand towel to dry your hands after washing them? I could understand if you'd used it to dry your entire self after a shower, or blown your nose on it/used it instead of bog roll. But after every use?

I've had a discussion about that before. Is it actually possible to make the water boil in the microwave or does it just "get a bit hot"? Either way it's not something I'd consider. So OCD. Whenever I use a towel I have to put it back neatly, folding it exactly in half enough so it fits on the rail without crumpling. Also I hate it when people leave the TV on standby.

Ah, the gym, one of those. Why is it there's always a time of year, usually around January, when everyone decides to get into shape? I have no room to talk, although I'm not quite at the lead-pumping-spendthrift stage yet, I have however taken up a spot of jogging for the last couple of weeks. So has everyone else it seems, as when I went earlier there must have been about 5 other bounding wobble-arses within sight at any one time. Music at weddings. One of my former colleagues for his wedding came up with the novel plan of hiring a jukebox and nothing else. Just let you and your guests pick music from whatever's on there. Don't think anyone else's mentioned it, so just thought I'd put it out there.

The Graftons, yes, I was there a few weeks ago meeting an (possibly the same) agent. First time I'd been in there, and they didn't say which floor they were on and I was late so I took the stairs so I could find them. They were on the 9th floor out of 9. :x And weeks later they still haven't found me a better job :evil: Oh and, er, of course I knew where to look for the number of replies, just testing yer like

Ooh, I work in Altrincham. Whereabouts is your interview? As for the road rage, yep definitely picked that one up early in my lessons. It was always the other drivers' faults for being in my way whenever I veered onto the wrong side of the road. How do know whether you're near an 00 on this board?

Maybe we should bring it up to speed by making it an exact replica of the big thread on JK. I believe the opening exchanges went something like.. Ooh, ooh! Look at me! I'm winning!

Nervous_Tic Posted very occasionally on jkl, bit of a nightmare to use though. Nice board is this. :EmoticonMeeting: