it's Friday
and it doesn't really feel like it. it's beautiful and sunny. We hazy is a wee bit sick so she's home in the nest recovering. Guess my cold combined with her co-worker's colds finally got the better of her :( I'm still laden with cough it's mad... unfortunately I don't have a doctor in the country and by the time I get one, and get an apt. then I'll be better... lets hope so...
I've been really enjoying reading the book Todd bought for me for xmas... It makes my morning bus journeys much more enjoyable... Thanks again Todd!
Kaffin is off to the arc hotel in ottawa, this weekend with her new beau. I'm so excited for her, I've always wanted to stay there... mind you, you won't catch me back in ottawa in the middle of their -40 snap... nuh aahh.
I found a link for speed dating here in the UK i'm going to send off Dearbhla and Helena as they said they would love to do it for a laugh! They even have special nights for specific interest groups, religions and occupations! LOL!
I shall report back if I can convince them to go!
24.1.03
22.1.03
sporting...
miss hazel's fabulous new boots yesterday sure made my tootsies hurt... i'm cursed... wearing heels one size too big and trainers one size too small. I swear I picked up the larger size but the clerk rang in the smaller one at the till. I'll never learn
out last night with the fwbl crew. What a laugh they are. Dearbhla is apparently suffering greatly today. Hope her wee stumble didn't leave her with too many bruises.
work is super busy finally!
It's Wednesday already. I can't believe it. Cough is almost gone so it's time to hit the gym again... hello, gym I'm Sarah... and yes I had toberlone for breakfast.
very sad to see kimmy go... didn't manage to catch her on the phone before she left :( best get busy and start importing newsfeeds... *runs away*
miss hazel's fabulous new boots yesterday sure made my tootsies hurt... i'm cursed... wearing heels one size too big and trainers one size too small. I swear I picked up the larger size but the clerk rang in the smaller one at the till. I'll never learn
out last night with the fwbl crew. What a laugh they are. Dearbhla is apparently suffering greatly today. Hope her wee stumble didn't leave her with too many bruises.
work is super busy finally!
It's Wednesday already. I can't believe it. Cough is almost gone so it's time to hit the gym again... hello, gym I'm Sarah... and yes I had toberlone for breakfast.
very sad to see kimmy go... didn't manage to catch her on the phone before she left :( best get busy and start importing newsfeeds... *runs away*
20.1.03
The peak of the weekend...
was lying around sat.night after watching the cheezy movie French Kiss. We watched the funniest programs ever. It was on Channel 4 and it was called Comedy Lab. It features numerous hilarious skits, taking the piss out of Shoreditch and the people who live there. For those of you who don't know, it's a part of town not too far from where I live, which is trendy and such... prime target for this type of program! One description of the episode (found here) that we saw was
'The first of Channel 4's latest Comedy Lab experiments provided a guide to becoming a Shoreditch Twat, one of those ultra-trendy scruffs who spent four quid on a beer and apparently know the most stylish ways to vomit.
Most helpful were the tips from a style guru who burst into a loft apartment to sort out the owner who was still, shockingly, attached to last week's tastes. Out went luxury food. In came "ironic trash" – white bread and own-label baked beans. Out went Zero 7 and The Strokes from the CD collection, replaced by Xpress 2, Ms Dynamite and Brown Love. "I guarantee that none of your dinner party guests will have heard this yet." And out, too, went Juliet, the man's girlfriend of three years, replaced by "shirtlifter chic" in the shape of smouldering Frank.'
What this reviewer failed to mention is the hilarious part where a guy was looking for that ever elusive date to go clubbing with... He finds this back street brothel where he has 3 sorts of ladies to chose from... One being the ultra trendy chick with the shoreditch retro 80's hair and clothes... who's requests for the date include a gram of coke and a taxi home at the end of the night. The second being an estate girl, pram face and all, sporting the latest track suit and agreeing to go on a date as long as he promised to pick 'her up some chips on 'e way home... God it was so funny. For some reason I can't remember what the third woman was like but whatever.... Words hardly do it justice. Good work channel 4, made staying in Sat. night bearable.
was lying around sat.night after watching the cheezy movie French Kiss. We watched the funniest programs ever. It was on Channel 4 and it was called Comedy Lab. It features numerous hilarious skits, taking the piss out of Shoreditch and the people who live there. For those of you who don't know, it's a part of town not too far from where I live, which is trendy and such... prime target for this type of program! One description of the episode (found here) that we saw was
'The first of Channel 4's latest Comedy Lab experiments provided a guide to becoming a Shoreditch Twat, one of those ultra-trendy scruffs who spent four quid on a beer and apparently know the most stylish ways to vomit.
Most helpful were the tips from a style guru who burst into a loft apartment to sort out the owner who was still, shockingly, attached to last week's tastes. Out went luxury food. In came "ironic trash" – white bread and own-label baked beans. Out went Zero 7 and The Strokes from the CD collection, replaced by Xpress 2, Ms Dynamite and Brown Love. "I guarantee that none of your dinner party guests will have heard this yet." And out, too, went Juliet, the man's girlfriend of three years, replaced by "shirtlifter chic" in the shape of smouldering Frank.'
What this reviewer failed to mention is the hilarious part where a guy was looking for that ever elusive date to go clubbing with... He finds this back street brothel where he has 3 sorts of ladies to chose from... One being the ultra trendy chick with the shoreditch retro 80's hair and clothes... who's requests for the date include a gram of coke and a taxi home at the end of the night. The second being an estate girl, pram face and all, sporting the latest track suit and agreeing to go on a date as long as he promised to pick 'her up some chips on 'e way home... God it was so funny. For some reason I can't remember what the third woman was like but whatever.... Words hardly do it justice. Good work channel 4, made staying in Sat. night bearable.
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