I was going to get up at about 7am this morning to go for a run.

Well, i'm too lazy for that so instead i got up about 8am, did press-ups on my knuckles until i couldn't extend my arms any more then got back into bed.

About 9am i got out of bed to see it was raining outside. But still, i got my shorts, white t-shirt etc on and left the house for a shot run.

Windows lie - it wasn't raining just a little but instead was very windy and was bucketing down with rain. BUt still, i did the couple of miles in about 20 minutes returning very wet but not particularly cold becuase the wind and rain counterbalanced my own body heat nicely.

One thig that occured to me, well 2 actually, whilst running were as follows:

1. It is impossible to leap over a puddle and look manly. Whichever way you do it it looks camp or girlie. I lept over a puddle this morning in what i can only desscribe was some way between a full on leap and an extended pace that ultimately resembled a skip more than anything else.

2. Shoe laces are a bitch. I had to stop at least twice and possibly a third time to retie my laces. In the end i tited them in one not to fasten my trainers and then tied the laces around my ankle in another knot which stayed tight till i got back.

Over the weekend i was discussing pulling, girls, and sexual partners with colleagues at work - 1 of whom is singloe the otehr has a girlfriend. The single one tried to convince me that his line works, on the basis that it worked once for him - even though the recipient of the line muct have been a bit of a bike.

The line was thus: "Do you spit or swallow?"

No, "Hi, having a good night? you look nice" or anything polite but just "what do you usually do after commiting the act of felatio?". He then went on to try and persuade me that my own line (which i raised in jest only) should be tried.

My line is: "Well, it's not gonna suck itself".

I'm not sure what's worse - me coming up with something like that and finding it funny, or him thinking it could actually work.

Later today i'm either going to the cinema, or i'll be going to pick up a job appplication form. Or i may just sit here wasting time on the internet all day, one thing is for sure though: I will not die of a stress related illness any time in the near future.

In the mean time, here's Dave Grohl hilariously playing Stairway To Heaven in front of a live audience.