Just lately there has been a noticable increase to the amount of spiders and other insects we’ve found around the flat.

Just last night Sarah announced that there was “a huge spider in the bed!”. Thankfully it was actually tiny, so I directed it onto my hand and flung him out the window. Shortly afterwards a daddy long-legs (what is their real name?) got in and sarah made me crush it with my sudoku book. The downside to this was that it left a large flat insect laminated to the wall, which required cleaning. I argued that since I’d killed it, Sarah should clean it up. Obviously I lost.

And finally, this morning, there was a genuinely huge spider in the bath. If I’m feeling overly inhumane, I will usually flush it down the plughole. But there was no way this one would fit, so it was a glass and card job.

This phenomena is not restricted to my own household. In fact this entry was prompted by other people’s blogs today with similar experiences.

Maybe the insects are making their move to achieve world domination!

Or perhaps they’re just moving into our warm houses in time for the cold seasons.

I’ve had a couple of very bizarre dreams lately. I had the following one on Saturday morning while I was dozing:

I was at the offices where I work (which didn’t resemble the real life offices) and there was a huge crushing machine in the car park along with a big clawed crane. Phil (who is the IT manager in real life) gave me some very unclear instructions to crush stuff that was in the car park.
I merrily hopped into the machine and set about crushing things that were in the car park, i.e. the cars belonging to the staff. I was just about to crush Nicky’s rusty red banger of an Escort (Nicky doesn’t even drive in real life…) when I suddenly realized what I was doing, and that Phil had probably meant that I should crush the trailers etc which I knew to be for scrap and had been sitting in the car park for months (only in the dream, not real life (Confusing this, isn’t it!)).
I remember the intense feel of panic as I realised I had just mistakenly crushed half of the staff’s cars (including the car belonging to Andy, the Managing Director) and then a few minutes later, the panic dropped away and I just thought to myself “it doesn’t matter anyway, because none of this is real and I can just wake up” at which point I did.

I will only bore you with one more dream which I had last night, in one of the short periods of time that I was actually able to sleep:

I was staying with my old school friend James who was still living at his Mum’s house (he no longer does in real life). We decided to go for a walk, which we did, and his brother tagged along too. Near his house there was an airport where a boat-plane had just landed with a wedding couple in it. I had my camera with me so I decided I would take photos of it as it took of again. I waited around and the other two guys went home. After waiting ages I gave up and went back to their house, where they had decided we should go for a drive in their coach (!?!). So we got in the coach and drove past the airport again, where I spotted that the plane had got into takeoff position on the runway. I made James do a u turn so I could go take photos. We sat by the runway for ages then gave up and took a plane which James also owned (!?!) for a quick flight. We flew over the afore mentioned airport and I noticed that the other plane had started its takeoff. I jumped out and parachuted down next to the runway, landing on top of a stationary train (!?!) and whipping out my camera. I then got escorted from the airport by security and don’t remember anything beyond that.
When I woke up I thought that if I wanted a photo of a plane taking off so badly, and James had a plane, then why the heck didn’t I just arrange for him to take off and photograph him! – The dream ‘me’ is really stupid.

When people in the Bible had dreams that were this bizarre they tended to be of significant importance, and were often prophesies etc. So I figure that my dreams are just as weird as their’s, so must also be of significant importance… right?

Last night was Sarah and my first night as youth leaders at our church‘s evening youth group. It all went very well as far as we can tell. Sarah did a speaky bit on prayer, and I led the music. there was a few games and things too. All in all ‘the youth’ seemed to enjoy it.

We wont be doing it next week however, as we’re off on holiday to Devon. We’re going to Dawlish for 7 nights with my parents and grandparents (on my Dad’s side). Should be interesting as I’ve not been on a family holiday for years. I’m quite looking forward to it. It’ll be a good opportunity to give the wetsuits a decent trial, and get some bodyboarding in as well. So long as the weather is favorable, there’s a good chance of getting some decent waves. I’m sure we’ll be in the water a lot regardless though. I finish work on friday at 12pm then go home, grab the bags and head to Southampton (my parent’s place) for the night. Then it’s off to Devon bright and early Saturday morning.

I also have the following week off work as well. Nothing much planned so far. We hope to visit Bodium Castle one day as we’ve been meaning to for months. I’ve also pre-ordered a new game called ‘Just Cause‘ for my playstation. So that’ll fill some of the time. It’s only due for release on the 22nd, so I can’t play it before I go

Well today things were slightly better at work. We weren’t able to do much until just after 12pm, at which point they let half the company go home again, luckily the systems used in my dept my dept were just about usable so we stayed on. By the end of the day, most of our systems were working and by Monday we should pretty much be normal again. So hopefully this is the 3rd and final part of the Office Server Saga.

One bright point came out of today at least. I went and played a few frames of Snooker with Paul, my supervisor (as we do from time to time). in the first and second frame he won (as per usual) although my standard of playing was much better than normal. On the third frame however, I stayed an average of around 20 points ahead for nearly the whole frame. At the end he caught me up, but I sunk the black and pipped him at the post.

Today was probably the best I’ve ever played, so I’m well chuffed.

I was still probably the worst player in the snooker hall, but by my own standards I did good.

Office story update: I’m now at home as pretty much everything has stopped working now, quite nice in a way, but annoying in other ways. There’ll be tons to do when we get back.

In other news, I can now announce that Sarah and I are going to see The Feeling at Brighton Dome in November. Sarah found it in the ‘whats on’ guide that the dome sends us every so often. I gave a very well acted “meh” sound to indicate my dissinterest and we got on with our lives. But I then booked tickets with the intention of taking Sarah as a birthday surprise, not actually telling her until we got there. Unfortunately the dome sent the tickets straight out (not a fortnight before the show like they normally do) and used recorded delivery. So when Sarah signed for the envelope this morning, the game was up.

I hate it when nice surprises go wrong…