Diary
Tuesday, December 30th, 2008 | Life
The signs that I am getting older are coming thick and fast these days. If it wasn’t bad enough that I moved my alarm forward to 7:30am or went down to London tools up with a hat, scarf and gloves because I can no longer go out in the middle of Winter wearing nothing but a thin shirt, I’ve now gone another step further and bought a diary to plan my time.
Unfortunately the combination of the calendar on my phone and Facebook events just isn’t cutting it anymore. Plus I’m still very much a fan of the old pen and paper system, it almost certainly still has it’s place in modern day life. Plus with the AHS and Skeptics in the Pub kicking off and me generally having a life outside of A-Soc (even if they are directly A-Soc related) I felt it was time to take the plunge.
The signs that I am getting older are coming thick and fast these days. If it wasn’t bad enough that I moved my alarm forward to 7:30am or went down to London tools up with a hat, scarf and gloves because I can no longer go out in the middle of Winter wearing nothing but a thin shirt, I’ve now gone another step further and bought a diary to plan my time.
Unfortunately the combination of the calendar on my phone and Facebook events just isn’t cutting it anymore. Plus I’m still very much a fan of the old pen and paper system, it almost certainly still has it’s place in modern day life. Plus with the AHS and Skeptics in the Pub kicking off and me generally having a life outside of A-Soc (even if they are directly A-Soc related) I felt it was time to take the plunge.
