This will be me

In a few months 20 odd guys and myself will be hitting Benidorm for Andy’s Stag Doo. I’m really looking forward to it. It will be absolute madness no doubt. I really can’t imagine being on a plane with 20/30 guys and then being in an all inclusive hotel.

Lets just think about that. Free drink, free food and several rowdy blokes. OUCH! There going to need to stock up for us coming.

So. On April 17th we hit the Flamengo Benidorm Apartments. And, inevitability, when you’re going to the sun you start to worry about the prospect of your belly hanging over your swimming shorts. As of tomorrow I will be on a mission to lose pounds and get in shape. Not just for the stag do, but also for the forthcoming year. I am generally fit and healthy as I go to the gym 4 or 5 times a week, but my problem is that I binge eat and drink at the weekends. My requirements are that I will reduce the beer intake (Or drink more low calorie beer). No more Chinese or Indian Takeaways at the weekend. I’m going to push myself way out the comfort zone when going to the gym. If I stick to this for the next few months I’m sure I’ll feel more at ease in the sun.

Speaking of sun. Here is weather details for Benidrom.

Bring it on!

I’ve been run off my feet this week. Working in Lucid Studio and the god forsaken shit-hole that is 301 St Vincent Street. At last it is nearly the weekend.

Its been hard. 8am to 10pm all week. Wondering if I’m getting anywhere, and generally freaking out trying to meet the demands of my growing client base. But even through this hardship I’ve been chuffed at some of the stuff I’ve done. Like mixing 3d packages with photoshop for example. It makes me smile when it works. Have a look at this program: Swift3D. Its so easy to grasp it makes me want to party in my geeky little pants. I keep meaning to do another tutorial. If I get time this weekend I’ll do one integrating Swift with Photoshop.

It was also weird this week. I was in Glasgow walking to my part time ‘life assurance’ job and within the space of two or three minutes I saw four different posters on the streets that I had done in my little old room. Its a great sense of achievement. Not something I think you would come close to working for the man.

So now that I’ve slaved away all week, I bid yee all farewell. I’m off to revel in my glory by kicking back and living the British dream…

I’m going to get plastered out my mind.