I had so much fun this morning

...writing to my friend Mark today that I thought I would post some excerpts from the letter I wrote into the blog...

Saw a really poor film last night (only my 2nd since I moved here) it was called " Kissing Jessica Stein" it was so bad... story line was quite simple... straight copy editor Jewish girl down and out with her luck in love and ends up meeting the sex crazed art gallery bi- girl... they have a terribly awkward unbelievable romance of sorts... move in together after 9 months.. break up 3 months later because they decide that they are just best friend... then Jessica ends up with her college sweetheart (male) and the other lady falls in love with another woman and the movie ends with the two exes giggling and having lunch together. IT was SO bad I wanted to spit. I didn't think it was possible to make such a bad film, and the acting... argh it was terrible!

Recap from SJUK

-this whole country is damp, even the cinema last night wreaked of mould and mildew
-my flat is always a mess because my one flat mates has no concept of cleanliness at ALL!
-I wish I was out of school and going to camp
-I'm praying this company doesn't get dumped by our major client today at the agency review
-had a kissing ambush planted on me this morning by Hazel that made me late for work *giggles*
-I have red hair (fire engine) at the front and it's all faded to a pinky orange colour at the back. I have a mullet and my hair dresser Louise can't see me till next Tuesday! woe is me! I'm having a hair-tastrophe
-I live in hackney... there are piles of ripped open garbage bags- every day they keep growing in a pile up outside my front door. My local counsel is bankrupt and I can't file a complaint because there is JavaScript error on the counsel site and no one will take my call when I ring... and all e-mail I've sent has bounced back... I live in hell... I live in a rubbish pile that is like hell.
-Pride here is near my house, it's next weekend it's 17£ and I'm having a hard time convincing myself to go because I'll be tempted to indulge in some illegal substance that will allow me to have a fabulous day but then suffer the most almighty come down for the rest of the week....
-I'm wearing my long black ninja skirt (sarong style) black on the outside and red on the inside... black t-shirt, red patent wrist band with silver eye holes... tiny black socks and Hazel's pumas...and the best lip gloss in the world care of square one MAC counter.


ps. did I tell you that they don't sell spicy eggplant in the country... what I wouldn't do for a sandwich from that Italian shop in the Market... overflowing with eggplant! mmmmmmmmm oh wait it's aubergine here, maybe that's why I can't find it! LOL

-end of letter to Mark-

Friday is such a wonderful day. I have an afternoon filled with whiny clients to contend with then bring on the weekend... Me thinks mama needs a new pair of shoes.

would someone please re-supply me with my social energy?

Yesterday was so strange I woke up feeling fine and then as the day progressed I slipped further and further into feeling void of any social energy. I know it's part of the whole grieving thing but I am not liking this ride... I want to get off.

I've always had this over-nurturing trait... the one that causes me to worry about everyone else's well being regardless if it compromises my own. I often wish I could be a little more self centered or perhaps not so easily affected but other people's moods or actions. I always find myself trying to please everyone to no end. I know it's not healthy, and I know I just can't do it all the time- everything in moderation... especially now that I have this grief to process. My friends are wonderful they recognize this in me and are so swell to help me get over this. I am so fortunate but sometimes times the clock ticks so very very slowly.

the work atmosphere seems to be straining at the seams... so many people are showing the tell tale signs of jumping ship... it's so unsettling, ah well at least it's been beautiful weather all week so far.

Tennis lessons tonight. I'm happy to have that to look forward to.... I will one day fly I will I will

So I'm not the only one who's been intrigued by music in adverts as of late...

Hazel has been wondering what the music is in the new Lexus ad?

I've done some searching and yes folks... I have the answer it's Martin Grech. His album comes out the 8th of July... I'll be queuing to purchase that's for sure...


Here is the review I found:

The music soundtrack used on the commercial is from young talented singer/songwriter Martin Grech. The song is called Open Heart Zoo and comes from his debut album by the same name due for release in the UK on Island Records early July 2002. For updated information on Martin, his record releases and performances checkout www.martingrech.co.uk

or to hear the song click here

Enjoy miss Hazel!

3 lists of 10 things about me
(because we all like lists don't we?)

10 things I am

nurturing
silly
observant
adventurous
giving
worrisome
Whiny
bilingual
delicate
dreamer

10 things I am not

indifferent
jealous
aggressive
prissy
a meat eater
short tempered
careless
cut throat
complacent
small minded

10 things I strive to be

ambitious
content
confident
fitter
well rounded
companionate
conscientious
strong
inspirational
balanced

BBCi and me...

I went to Oxford on Sunday to audition to become a BBCi presenter. Hazel and I arose on our one sleep in day of the week to board the train and go the distance. She was such a doll staying in Saturday night helping me prepare my audition. The event was so well organized and it was good fun BBC sure knows their stuff. Just wish I wasn't so nervous, it's strange because it's so unlike me to be nervous... I think it would have been so much easier for me if I was speaking to a real person than just a camera... ahh well , I tried so that's what matters! We'll have to wait till the fall to see if the fates smile on me...

On Friday I skipped work and headed to Brighton to meet up with my seestor. We had a nice day together and the weather was really nice. It's the first time I've seen her or anyone in my family since my dad died so it was kind of comforting! The hardest part was leaving her the next morning when she had to get back to the airport for her next flight. *sniffles*

Having the added day to the weekend made me realise that I did indeed need a holiday, I know I've been going on about it for days now but it's now official, now it's just getting my ducks in a row and getting something planned and finding the moola to do so...