I simply didn't want to blog today
but like a child having a tantrum I am forcing myself to get over it and just write god damn it.
The grey day has cleared and brought sunshine to us last in the day. It's great that It's still light when I leave the gym at night. I was home just as the sky turned my favorite colour of deep dusk blue. I love it when night is falling.
Work has been mental, I'm getting a lot of work done but It's strenuous... Although I speak fluent French it's been a long time since I've used it so much at work. I'm training and organizing a French team in Paris including troubleshooting and task management..... it's a tall order in any language but it's good to feel like I'm using my brain. The only downfall is spending donkey's years adding in all the freaking accents into my correspondence alt 130, alt 133, alt 138... god every three seconds I have to pause to add in the freaking accents... at least when I write to my French friends I can omit all the accents and pleas laziness... ah well It's all good.
Sent KJ the picture of the Flamenco painting I bought her and she was just thrilled. I'm well chuffed about that!
I finally bit the bullet and got my new bus pass... I was avoiding buying a new pass as the hurt of my last one being nicked was too fresh... I got a really dodgy picture done in one of those booths after it was stolen... Today at lunch I had the bright idea of getting another one done that was less grim so that my pass would be cheery... I'm a dolt... I must have turned off my brain as without choosing an option I ended up in the booth with the instructions be dictated to me in Italian... being smug that I could understand I didn't re-adjust... The picture was taken and I waited outside the machine... Little did I realize... that my cockiness had also produced the pictures in the wrong format... I didn't get the four wallet sized ones... oh no... I got the 16 miniature ones in black and white... god knows what one would use them for. DAMN IT! so I had to resolve to use the dodgy ones I had in the first place... the ones where one eye is squinted and the other not... I look like I have a facial deformity... no really it's bad... the bad part is... that I really think I do have one eye that is bigger than the other! Am I the only person who didn't know this? Have my friends and family always known and just assumed that I did too and never mentioned it? This is a BIG question... not at all an important one but careful revision of old photos show striking evidence.... just when I thought I couldn't get any more self absorbed... I never cease to amaze myself.
1.4.03
31.3.03
the stray sunbeams...
certainly did leave their marks on a lot of people around the office. There are quite a few rosy faces and brown ones too. It was a lovely weekend. The kind that feels just long enough. Rare indeed, appreciated, oh yes!
Saturday pre-gym I picked up this groovy hand painted original canvas for KJ... almost like the one she fancied in the shop near Kings Cross when she was here. The painting is of a flamenco dancer in a traditional red dress. It's quite lovely although the frame is terrible... It was a veritable bargain at 15£ compared to the 650£ print that she wanted. I have once again redeemed my bargain shopping abilities. She will be so proud. Now she's just got to return to London to visit me to collect it!
Post gym I got a dodgy hair cut.... that turned my mood foul... whatever... I know I can never win in the hair dept. I'm far too picky... but anyone in their right mind who comes near me with a razor to thin my already uber thin locks is freaking mad. Then to add insult to injury she did the standard 'i'm a hairdresser and I'm going to give you a bouffon hair do' even after I directly asked her to flatten it out and that I never wear my hair like that and that I was visibly upset by it... grrr. Had a great chat with Jackie on the phone Saturday night. I'm so excited about her stopping in London for a day on her way to India. It's been over 5 years since I last saw her in person!
Sunday morning /afternoon miss H and I ventured off to the Zoo... The 12£ is extortionate but it was so lovely outside that we didn't mind... Small but nice... not too many animals at all, seemed over populated with birds... not really my thing but the monkeys were cute especially the tiny ones (God I'm such a dolt I can't even remember what they're called) Seeing them made it worth it. Regent's park is so nice... I can't imagine what it would be like to have enough money to buy a flat near there! wow. It's fun to dream sometimes.
It's a week before my holidays but I think I'm going to pass and not take them after all... as travel is terribly dear during Easter and I could get something really nice and within budget if I wait till may to take the time off.... I do need a break but could perhaps hold off another few weeks.
I think I'm going to save to buy a bike... there are so many lovely outdoor spaces in this city that would be amazing on a bike... especially Hampstead... and a lot of the overland trains let you bring your bikes on board so that's handy! Wouldn't hit the main roads... too scary... but who knows...
Sexy Beast was on tele last night. Ben Kingsley is amazing. He really should have won an award for his performance in that film.
certainly did leave their marks on a lot of people around the office. There are quite a few rosy faces and brown ones too. It was a lovely weekend. The kind that feels just long enough. Rare indeed, appreciated, oh yes!
Saturday pre-gym I picked up this groovy hand painted original canvas for KJ... almost like the one she fancied in the shop near Kings Cross when she was here. The painting is of a flamenco dancer in a traditional red dress. It's quite lovely although the frame is terrible... It was a veritable bargain at 15£ compared to the 650£ print that she wanted. I have once again redeemed my bargain shopping abilities. She will be so proud. Now she's just got to return to London to visit me to collect it!
Post gym I got a dodgy hair cut.... that turned my mood foul... whatever... I know I can never win in the hair dept. I'm far too picky... but anyone in their right mind who comes near me with a razor to thin my already uber thin locks is freaking mad. Then to add insult to injury she did the standard 'i'm a hairdresser and I'm going to give you a bouffon hair do' even after I directly asked her to flatten it out and that I never wear my hair like that and that I was visibly upset by it... grrr. Had a great chat with Jackie on the phone Saturday night. I'm so excited about her stopping in London for a day on her way to India. It's been over 5 years since I last saw her in person!
Sunday morning /afternoon miss H and I ventured off to the Zoo... The 12£ is extortionate but it was so lovely outside that we didn't mind... Small but nice... not too many animals at all, seemed over populated with birds... not really my thing but the monkeys were cute especially the tiny ones (God I'm such a dolt I can't even remember what they're called) Seeing them made it worth it. Regent's park is so nice... I can't imagine what it would be like to have enough money to buy a flat near there! wow. It's fun to dream sometimes.
It's a week before my holidays but I think I'm going to pass and not take them after all... as travel is terribly dear during Easter and I could get something really nice and within budget if I wait till may to take the time off.... I do need a break but could perhaps hold off another few weeks.
I think I'm going to save to buy a bike... there are so many lovely outdoor spaces in this city that would be amazing on a bike... especially Hampstead... and a lot of the overland trains let you bring your bikes on board so that's handy! Wouldn't hit the main roads... too scary... but who knows...
Sexy Beast was on tele last night. Ben Kingsley is amazing. He really should have won an award for his performance in that film.
27.3.03
trainer tragedy continues
all I want is black monochrome all stars... apparently unavailable in London... guess i'm going to just have to settle for the black and white pair. I've been through this all before, first with the black Velcro pumas... then with the black nike rifts... all so elusive... all discontinued or not available... It could be a lot worse *zips lips*
Had a nice Italian supper last night with Miss H. Dating is fun!
I'm probably not the only person in town excited by the fact that I get paid at midnight! woo woo. God love employers who pay you on the 28th and not the last day of the month.
Wrote the longest e-mail I've written in a long time to my friend Mark in Toronto. It's been just ages since I last spoke with him... If this entry is short it is simply because I've drained it all out in the email to him.
I need, a mirror for my room, film for my dad's camera that I've not used yet... fuse for my lamp... frame for my beautiful poster from Mark... all things I will do this weekend *god willing*
I think I've lost an inch off my belly from all my gymming and endless crunches with the medicine ball. Yea me! I can wear this skirt KJ and mum bought me a year ago... god it used to look simply awful! now all I need to do is maintain this physique until it comes back into style again! d'oh!
May everyone catch their very own ray of sunshine today.
24.3.03
les evenements du weekend (ou la manque de...)
I had a quiet weekend to myself. Marr the loud neighbours of course... I chatted with them on Friday night to try and find a level of music that we were both comfortable with but it's elusive. They like it loud and see that compromise involves us putting up with their music at all times at a level that is just barely tolerable. I Keep saying to myself that if it was my parents living in my flat that the noise would not be tolerated at all. Ah well, we'll see how the compromise goes but I am beginning to appreciate the values of silence.
Being in the flat all alone spawned a cleaning frenzy. I missed the beautiful day on Sunday it was 18 degrees! Ah well, Cleaning does strangely make me agoraphobic. I wonder why?
I had a terrible fright on Sunday while watching a news bulletin... A Finnish student wit the same name as Hazel's ex living in the same area of town was murdered on her way home at 18h last week. My heart stopped. I was going to faint... I rang up Hazel in a flurry and sputtered out what I had just seen on the news. After a few anxious minutes it was determined that it wasn't her as this girl who was murdered was only 23. The poor girl. Her mum was on the phone with her when it happened! Oh the terror. Such depressing news of late... On top of this war malarkey.
Any happy positive news would be greatly appreciated :)
I had a quiet weekend to myself. Marr the loud neighbours of course... I chatted with them on Friday night to try and find a level of music that we were both comfortable with but it's elusive. They like it loud and see that compromise involves us putting up with their music at all times at a level that is just barely tolerable. I Keep saying to myself that if it was my parents living in my flat that the noise would not be tolerated at all. Ah well, we'll see how the compromise goes but I am beginning to appreciate the values of silence.
Being in the flat all alone spawned a cleaning frenzy. I missed the beautiful day on Sunday it was 18 degrees! Ah well, Cleaning does strangely make me agoraphobic. I wonder why?
I had a terrible fright on Sunday while watching a news bulletin... A Finnish student wit the same name as Hazel's ex living in the same area of town was murdered on her way home at 18h last week. My heart stopped. I was going to faint... I rang up Hazel in a flurry and sputtered out what I had just seen on the news. After a few anxious minutes it was determined that it wasn't her as this girl who was murdered was only 23. The poor girl. Her mum was on the phone with her when it happened! Oh the terror. Such depressing news of late... On top of this war malarkey.
Any happy positive news would be greatly appreciated :)
21.3.03
As the saying goes...
Everything happens for a reason. I was finding it impossible to get home last night after leaving the gym. There were no busses. People were getting aggravated. I pulled away from the 38 bus stops and walked down Tottenham court road. I finally caught a 73 that took me as far as Kings Cross (it wasn't going any further?) There I stood. I had taken me double the time of my normal journey to get half way home. Ho hum, such is life. I stood and waited... Tap tap on my shoulder and who was it? The lovely miss Hannah. I hadn't seen her in ages! See sometimes bad journeys can take you to meeting good people.
We chat chat chatted and caught up on the goings on her life over the past couple of months... her continual job search and such. Then she told me a story that shook me to the core. A co-worker of her's just went through and unimaginable tragedy. It's coming close to the time when my dad passed away last year so I'm particularly sensitive to stories that involve death. This one could not be worse. It involved an unexpected divorce of a couple who were together for over 25 years with 2 children in their 20's one of them being Hannah's friend. The mother had and affair and left the father. The father had a nervous breakdown and killed himself and his wife. I shook with horror when she told me. I can't imagine what her poor friend is going through... all this is compounded by the fact that it was a 'normal' upper middle class family. Such things don't discriminate as most people think they do. It doesn't make it any more palatable. It's a tragedy and no doubtable the beginnings of an unimaginably difficult re-build of life for H's friend and the other child that are left behind. Heavy stuff. Provides some harsh perspective to when people say their lives are tough.
Everything happens for a reason. I was finding it impossible to get home last night after leaving the gym. There were no busses. People were getting aggravated. I pulled away from the 38 bus stops and walked down Tottenham court road. I finally caught a 73 that took me as far as Kings Cross (it wasn't going any further?) There I stood. I had taken me double the time of my normal journey to get half way home. Ho hum, such is life. I stood and waited... Tap tap on my shoulder and who was it? The lovely miss Hannah. I hadn't seen her in ages! See sometimes bad journeys can take you to meeting good people.
We chat chat chatted and caught up on the goings on her life over the past couple of months... her continual job search and such. Then she told me a story that shook me to the core. A co-worker of her's just went through and unimaginable tragedy. It's coming close to the time when my dad passed away last year so I'm particularly sensitive to stories that involve death. This one could not be worse. It involved an unexpected divorce of a couple who were together for over 25 years with 2 children in their 20's one of them being Hannah's friend. The mother had and affair and left the father. The father had a nervous breakdown and killed himself and his wife. I shook with horror when she told me. I can't imagine what her poor friend is going through... all this is compounded by the fact that it was a 'normal' upper middle class family. Such things don't discriminate as most people think they do. It doesn't make it any more palatable. It's a tragedy and no doubtable the beginnings of an unimaginably difficult re-build of life for H's friend and the other child that are left behind. Heavy stuff. Provides some harsh perspective to when people say their lives are tough.
20.3.03
am I ?
the only one mildly alarmed at this site It was mentioned by those lovely folks at popbitch over in farringdon. Is it for real? God, who would have thought that the American beef people would be targeting young girls trying to steer them clear from the terrible evils of vegetarianism? Why is this only female oriented? Why? God, this is clearly one site that I will never understand. Oh wait, it's American... *runs away*
as no doubt most people whom blog will be mentioning the fact that it's beautiful and warm here today in London. I'm wearing my denim jacket and was surprisingly too warm! I shall run and play today at lunch... I will I will... I've only been saying that all week so far.
My hair is growing like weeds. Don't think the recent lapse of any new imagery is an oversight... At times like hair growing times... a lady needs some privacy. It's dire let me tell you!
Finished my good book this morning. I almost cried on the bus... that would have been tragic. Now go, go and read it
19.3.03
Circus school
I've been reading Faustus' blog for quite some time now and keeping abreast of his cheerleading adventures. My curiosity was peaked the other day when I read that he was doing tumbling classes. Last night I was speaking to my flatmate about the fun she had learning trapeze....
This morning I found this site I am very excited. What a great place what a fun thing to do! Oh oh I can hardly contain myself. I know I'm no longer a spring chicken but I just adored doing gymnastics when I was younger.
As my mum and sister can attest, I spent literally hundreds of hours on the front lawn practising front and back flips and trying to master the ever elusive ariel cartwheel. I did in the end, what fun! I do believe I am still able to do all these flips that I once could, though I know they evoke great deals of pain from angry muscles that have been neglected over the passing years. But hey... I'll always remember my next door neighbours whom are approx 10 years younger than me, coming over to our house and knocking on the front door... asking if I could come outside and do an ariel for them. I was 21 at the time. I laughed heartily then preformed one. It hurt, oh yes did it ever... once completed, I reminded them that when they reached 21 I would ring their doorbell and demand that they perform a similar trick... and then and only then would they appreciate just how hard it was for me to pull off. Can I still do it at 27? probably. I think I'll save my pennies and go to circus school in hoxton. They also do corporate things too... how fun would that be? Erm... boss, can we take the team to circus school?
I've been reading Faustus' blog for quite some time now and keeping abreast of his cheerleading adventures. My curiosity was peaked the other day when I read that he was doing tumbling classes. Last night I was speaking to my flatmate about the fun she had learning trapeze....
This morning I found this site I am very excited. What a great place what a fun thing to do! Oh oh I can hardly contain myself. I know I'm no longer a spring chicken but I just adored doing gymnastics when I was younger.
As my mum and sister can attest, I spent literally hundreds of hours on the front lawn practising front and back flips and trying to master the ever elusive ariel cartwheel. I did in the end, what fun! I do believe I am still able to do all these flips that I once could, though I know they evoke great deals of pain from angry muscles that have been neglected over the passing years. But hey... I'll always remember my next door neighbours whom are approx 10 years younger than me, coming over to our house and knocking on the front door... asking if I could come outside and do an ariel for them. I was 21 at the time. I laughed heartily then preformed one. It hurt, oh yes did it ever... once completed, I reminded them that when they reached 21 I would ring their doorbell and demand that they perform a similar trick... and then and only then would they appreciate just how hard it was for me to pull off. Can I still do it at 27? probably. I think I'll save my pennies and go to circus school in hoxton. They also do corporate things too... how fun would that be? Erm... boss, can we take the team to circus school?
18.3.03
today...
I've chosen a white mug with blue vertical stripes. In it is my morning cup of tea, one scoop of sugar, short of builders tea.
I had a nice b'day. The people at work bought me chocolate cake... met Hazel for a pint after work... the girls made me a lovely supper at home. My mum rang too to wish me well. Very nice indeed!
Turns out that KJ didn't just get bumped to business class on her flight back home, she got bumped again to 1st class and scored herself one of those snazzy sleepers! She said she felt like pretty woman. She also reports that it does make all the difference and that she feels no jet lag at all. I'm so pleased for her, what a treat. She so deserved a boost like that!
I've booked a holiday for the week before Easter. Strangely no one here booked it off. I'm taking 4 work days but end up with 10 days off straight! I'm not sure what's on the cards yet somewhere warm hopefully!
I'm reading a very brilliant book right now. The type of book that really moulds well with some issues and questions I have in my life right now. A simply brilliant author. She makes me want to seriously take up the craft of writing. The book is called 'unless' and it's by Carol Shields. I'm only half way through, but it's the type of read that has you anxious to get out of bed in the morning so that you can read more. Perhaps the fact that it's a Canadian author and that she writes in English and French and that it's based near my home town, adds to it's charm....
It's my second day now as a twenty seven year old... I wonder what new tricks I will learn today?
I've chosen a white mug with blue vertical stripes. In it is my morning cup of tea, one scoop of sugar, short of builders tea.
I had a nice b'day. The people at work bought me chocolate cake... met Hazel for a pint after work... the girls made me a lovely supper at home. My mum rang too to wish me well. Very nice indeed!
Turns out that KJ didn't just get bumped to business class on her flight back home, she got bumped again to 1st class and scored herself one of those snazzy sleepers! She said she felt like pretty woman. She also reports that it does make all the difference and that she feels no jet lag at all. I'm so pleased for her, what a treat. She so deserved a boost like that!
I've booked a holiday for the week before Easter. Strangely no one here booked it off. I'm taking 4 work days but end up with 10 days off straight! I'm not sure what's on the cards yet somewhere warm hopefully!
I'm reading a very brilliant book right now. The type of book that really moulds well with some issues and questions I have in my life right now. A simply brilliant author. She makes me want to seriously take up the craft of writing. The book is called 'unless' and it's by Carol Shields. I'm only half way through, but it's the type of read that has you anxious to get out of bed in the morning so that you can read more. Perhaps the fact that it's a Canadian author and that she writes in English and French and that it's based near my home town, adds to it's charm....
It's my second day now as a twenty seven year old... I wonder what new tricks I will learn today?
17.3.03
so yea, it's official...
I made it to 27. I had a wonderful breakfast in bed c/o miss H, opened the fab presents brought to me by my mum and seestor. It's sunny and lovely out and Tasha my co-worker just launched a bag of mini eggs for my b'day to much on throughout the day!
It did take me 2 times to fire up my ol' PC this morning but I'm okay with that as perhaps it's aging like me and needs that tiny bit more time to get going in the morning.
I had a nice weekend with my sister and saw her off at the Paddington on Sunday morning. Lucky thing got an upgrade to business class! On our day out on Saturday I got pick pocketed at kings cross and they nicked my bus pass. That will teach me not to buy a monthly pass. I could get it replace but the 10£ charge that would go along with it would make my refund come in at approximately 1£. Wooo weee wyclef! Well on an up note, at least they didn't get my wallet.
Trekked down to Dearbhla's party yesterday afternoon for her St. Patrick's day party. The Irish sure know how to celebrate, they also know how to prepare for a night of drunkenness. Dearbhla prepared a feast of lovely potatoes products from mash, to chips to tatoes crisps and potatoes soup! It was very yummy and works wonders for preventing a hangover. She was the hostess with the mostess!
Sad to be back at work and Kaffin back in ccccold Canadia... but a visit is a visit and I knew that she had to leave at some point. I am very fortunate to have a great sis like her and a super fab mum that sent her over to me to play.
Oh yea, and Mark, the final episode ever of cold feet aired last night and holy moly was it ever sad! I shan't spoil it for you but man o man...
I made it to 27. I had a wonderful breakfast in bed c/o miss H, opened the fab presents brought to me by my mum and seestor. It's sunny and lovely out and Tasha my co-worker just launched a bag of mini eggs for my b'day to much on throughout the day!
It did take me 2 times to fire up my ol' PC this morning but I'm okay with that as perhaps it's aging like me and needs that tiny bit more time to get going in the morning.
I had a nice weekend with my sister and saw her off at the Paddington on Sunday morning. Lucky thing got an upgrade to business class! On our day out on Saturday I got pick pocketed at kings cross and they nicked my bus pass. That will teach me not to buy a monthly pass. I could get it replace but the 10£ charge that would go along with it would make my refund come in at approximately 1£. Wooo weee wyclef! Well on an up note, at least they didn't get my wallet.
Trekked down to Dearbhla's party yesterday afternoon for her St. Patrick's day party. The Irish sure know how to celebrate, they also know how to prepare for a night of drunkenness. Dearbhla prepared a feast of lovely potatoes products from mash, to chips to tatoes crisps and potatoes soup! It was very yummy and works wonders for preventing a hangover. She was the hostess with the mostess!
Sad to be back at work and Kaffin back in ccccold Canadia... but a visit is a visit and I knew that she had to leave at some point. I am very fortunate to have a great sis like her and a super fab mum that sent her over to me to play.
Oh yea, and Mark, the final episode ever of cold feet aired last night and holy moly was it ever sad! I shan't spoil it for you but man o man...
14.3.03
ode to all things crunchy
there is nothing in the world like all things crunchy: baguettes, crisps, nuts, pieces of toast, popcorn... you can see where I'm going here. I've isolated my adoration for all that is crunchy.
on a completely different note... this week as mentioned in my last posting is just flying by. Managed to squeeze and afternoon off to spend with my sister yesterday... we did the prescribed shopping that sisters do... Bought KJ this really cool necklace from her favourite shop. It's white and has a tiny battery at the back and it glows softly. Very neat! Didn't find anything to tickle my fancy... makes me feel kind of good as I'm skint and would be so sad if I saw a million things I wanted.
T minus 2 days till my birthday. I can't believe I'm going to be 27! That just sounds so old... 30 sounds younger... I know it's mad but I just can't explain. I think it's too late to do the 27 things to do before you're 27... don't even have a list... suggestions anyone?
Sally got her visa yesterday and is thrilled that she isn't going to be deported, good thing really! Hazel is still job hunting away like a trooper, she's just returned from an interview with an agency that has her in line for some really good positions. Things are looking up for the job searching peeps.
My mum is the best! Having my sister here for the week is the best present ever!
there is nothing in the world like all things crunchy: baguettes, crisps, nuts, pieces of toast, popcorn... you can see where I'm going here. I've isolated my adoration for all that is crunchy.
on a completely different note... this week as mentioned in my last posting is just flying by. Managed to squeeze and afternoon off to spend with my sister yesterday... we did the prescribed shopping that sisters do... Bought KJ this really cool necklace from her favourite shop. It's white and has a tiny battery at the back and it glows softly. Very neat! Didn't find anything to tickle my fancy... makes me feel kind of good as I'm skint and would be so sad if I saw a million things I wanted.
T minus 2 days till my birthday. I can't believe I'm going to be 27! That just sounds so old... 30 sounds younger... I know it's mad but I just can't explain. I think it's too late to do the 27 things to do before you're 27... don't even have a list... suggestions anyone?
Sally got her visa yesterday and is thrilled that she isn't going to be deported, good thing really! Hazel is still job hunting away like a trooper, she's just returned from an interview with an agency that has her in line for some really good positions. Things are looking up for the job searching peeps.
My mum is the best! Having my sister here for the week is the best present ever!
12.3.03
this week is just flying by
-kj arrived sunday!!!!!!!!!!1
-party next door lasted 41h and almost made me and everyone in my house mentally unstable. Incessant pounding bass for that long is enough to make the most sound person go mental. No sleep is freaking terrible. Cops can't do anything as they've no authority and the political body that did... is bankrupt in my counsel. God help us... landlord says they get evicted on their next offence... I think this is the beginning of a nightmare.
-went to spittalfields and then drank pints outside the vibe bar on Sunday aft in the sun
-sleep for hazel Sarah and kj at 7pm Sunday... slept right through till Monday morning
-kj's been shopping up a storm but seems to have lost her shop o' holic mojo (we think it's because she has so much time and isn't rushed like usual)
-work is mental i'm so swamped but we're all getting lots done. Just hoping i squeeze a few hours off so I can at least spend a few daylight hours with my sister while she's here. It's criminal that she's only here for a week and I can't even get a day off with her!
-my birthday is approaching quickly. I don't' think anything is on the cards this year however.... Dearbhla's invited me to her st. paddy's day party at her's on Sunday!!!!!!! Monday birthdays are no fun! Dearbhla's party should be a blast!
-KJ is off getting her hair done and this fancy salon... I hope she's having fun.
-life is proving very stressful and challenging.
-is it time for a holiday yet?
-off to the Alphabet bar this evening with the lovely miss Dearbhla and Kaffin. Not been there before so shall report if it's worth the time...
-kj arrived sunday!!!!!!!!!!1
-party next door lasted 41h and almost made me and everyone in my house mentally unstable. Incessant pounding bass for that long is enough to make the most sound person go mental. No sleep is freaking terrible. Cops can't do anything as they've no authority and the political body that did... is bankrupt in my counsel. God help us... landlord says they get evicted on their next offence... I think this is the beginning of a nightmare.
-went to spittalfields and then drank pints outside the vibe bar on Sunday aft in the sun
-sleep for hazel Sarah and kj at 7pm Sunday... slept right through till Monday morning
-kj's been shopping up a storm but seems to have lost her shop o' holic mojo (we think it's because she has so much time and isn't rushed like usual)
-work is mental i'm so swamped but we're all getting lots done. Just hoping i squeeze a few hours off so I can at least spend a few daylight hours with my sister while she's here. It's criminal that she's only here for a week and I can't even get a day off with her!
-my birthday is approaching quickly. I don't' think anything is on the cards this year however.... Dearbhla's invited me to her st. paddy's day party at her's on Sunday!!!!!!! Monday birthdays are no fun! Dearbhla's party should be a blast!
-KJ is off getting her hair done and this fancy salon... I hope she's having fun.
-life is proving very stressful and challenging.
-is it time for a holiday yet?
-off to the Alphabet bar this evening with the lovely miss Dearbhla and Kaffin. Not been there before so shall report if it's worth the time...
5.3.03
I officially need re-programming...
my lexicon has been brainwash to produce nonsense marketing speak. I just hung up from a call with a co-worker but before I did I managed to pull this one out of the had "hmm well if it's just a corporate opinion on the alignment of the banner then we're going to fight them on it as we're in charge of look... so i'm going to get this stirred back round the pot again and see if we can't win this battle."
I need serious help.
my lexicon has been brainwash to produce nonsense marketing speak. I just hung up from a call with a co-worker but before I did I managed to pull this one out of the had "hmm well if it's just a corporate opinion on the alignment of the banner then we're going to fight them on it as we're in charge of look... so i'm going to get this stirred back round the pot again and see if we can't win this battle."
I need serious help.
4.3.03
Have I a customer service curse upon me?
lately I've been questioning weather my stars are ill-aligned or if it's just a case of me over re-acting, or if I'm just down right unlucky... In the past 3 months I've
had a flurry of annoying customer service problems that have left me exhausted.
1- aeoroplan not issuing my points for my purchases and flights taken (and offering no solution...ie. their fuck up= my loss)
2- my gym fucking up my direct debit and only me noticing (now how often do you have to beg your gym to let you pay them)
3- my visitor's tax refund being rejected as my future shop receipt came up in my deceased father's name (I wrote them back telling them that I swear that it was I and not him purchasing goods in January at the future shop... Now they tell me it takes 6-8 weeks to process and then another 2 weeks for a refund to be issued if they deem you deserve one doubt it)
4- our continual leaky pipes in the flat ( the landlord will not return our calls unless harassed daily... it's taken 3 repairs in the past 3 weeks to fix one problem.. and no re-plastering of our ceiling as promised by them post the first leek)
5- my dental claim going missing in action (It's taken more than a month for my claim to be processed... can't wait to see what comes of that one)
6- my personal loan application being rejected via e-mail with promise of written clarification as to why I was turned down... has never arrived (I know it's probably because I've not lived here for 3 years yet but still... some sort of explanation would be appreciated!!!)
7- my recruitment company completely ignoring an e-mail I sent to two of their staff members inquiring about a position they had posted that sounded perfect ( I mean like a simple nahh it's not right for you would have sufficed)
Could it be that everything I touch gets sent to customer service hell or am I just trying too hard and expecting too much?
Some one sedate me please!
lately I've been questioning weather my stars are ill-aligned or if it's just a case of me over re-acting, or if I'm just down right unlucky... In the past 3 months I've
had a flurry of annoying customer service problems that have left me exhausted.
1- aeoroplan not issuing my points for my purchases and flights taken (and offering no solution...ie. their fuck up= my loss)
2- my gym fucking up my direct debit and only me noticing (now how often do you have to beg your gym to let you pay them)
3- my visitor's tax refund being rejected as my future shop receipt came up in my deceased father's name (I wrote them back telling them that I swear that it was I and not him purchasing goods in January at the future shop... Now they tell me it takes 6-8 weeks to process and then another 2 weeks for a refund to be issued if they deem you deserve one doubt it)
4- our continual leaky pipes in the flat ( the landlord will not return our calls unless harassed daily... it's taken 3 repairs in the past 3 weeks to fix one problem.. and no re-plastering of our ceiling as promised by them post the first leek)
5- my dental claim going missing in action (It's taken more than a month for my claim to be processed... can't wait to see what comes of that one)
6- my personal loan application being rejected via e-mail with promise of written clarification as to why I was turned down... has never arrived (I know it's probably because I've not lived here for 3 years yet but still... some sort of explanation would be appreciated!!!)
7- my recruitment company completely ignoring an e-mail I sent to two of their staff members inquiring about a position they had posted that sounded perfect ( I mean like a simple nahh it's not right for you would have sufficed)
Could it be that everything I touch gets sent to customer service hell or am I just trying too hard and expecting too much?
Some one sedate me please!
3.3.03
I woke up this morning...
but just before I did I remember dreaming about scraping out the insides of a large pumpkin... I could recall the smell and the sticky feeling... very odd. I really wonder what it could mean?
The weekend was nice a restful. Miss Hazel finally had a well needed haircut and is looking tres dapper! We went for drinks Saturday night with Sally and her friend who was visiting from Dublin. Good fun. The wooziness is finally subsiding and I'm going to make an attempt to return to the gym this evening... I just hope I don't spill off the treadmill in some terrible re-lapse.
I'm convinced that the Aero plan division of Air Canada is pure evil. They have the WORST customer service humanly possible. They try and charge you for everything and are very inaccurate with their crediting system. In the past 3 months I've flown with them and one of their star alliance partners... made purchases at the future shop from them (when I was home in January) and not one of those transactions have been credited to my account. The best part is, that they aren't in the least bit helpful! They tell you that you must contact the shop within 30 days if there are any air miles not credited... if it's after that, then too damn bad. And if you have a flight for which they have not credited you, you must provide them with your boarding cards for the flight in order to be credited. Like as if I keep my boarding cards FFS! How it's the consumer's fault that their system doesn't work properly, is totally beyond me... I lobby a boycott from aero plan! They stink.
but just before I did I remember dreaming about scraping out the insides of a large pumpkin... I could recall the smell and the sticky feeling... very odd. I really wonder what it could mean?
The weekend was nice a restful. Miss Hazel finally had a well needed haircut and is looking tres dapper! We went for drinks Saturday night with Sally and her friend who was visiting from Dublin. Good fun. The wooziness is finally subsiding and I'm going to make an attempt to return to the gym this evening... I just hope I don't spill off the treadmill in some terrible re-lapse.
I'm convinced that the Aero plan division of Air Canada is pure evil. They have the WORST customer service humanly possible. They try and charge you for everything and are very inaccurate with their crediting system. In the past 3 months I've flown with them and one of their star alliance partners... made purchases at the future shop from them (when I was home in January) and not one of those transactions have been credited to my account. The best part is, that they aren't in the least bit helpful! They tell you that you must contact the shop within 30 days if there are any air miles not credited... if it's after that, then too damn bad. And if you have a flight for which they have not credited you, you must provide them with your boarding cards for the flight in order to be credited. Like as if I keep my boarding cards FFS! How it's the consumer's fault that their system doesn't work properly, is totally beyond me... I lobby a boycott from aero plan! They stink.
28.2.03
the troubles with porn...
can be sometimes highly amusing...while tossing about solutions today as how to address the problem we're having with our content management system and scheduling... we came to the conclusion to keep the soft porn ads up all weekend long... My contact who had then just avoided having to get up at god's hour and pull down the banners wrote to me... with the most classic line ever....
'Fantastic. We all win...I can sleep in, commercial make more money and Dutch children get to see animated legs ;-)'
god, that was funny!
can be sometimes highly amusing...while tossing about solutions today as how to address the problem we're having with our content management system and scheduling... we came to the conclusion to keep the soft porn ads up all weekend long... My contact who had then just avoided having to get up at god's hour and pull down the banners wrote to me... with the most classic line ever....
'Fantastic. We all win...I can sleep in, commercial make more money and Dutch children get to see animated legs ;-)'
god, that was funny!
kaffin is coming!
what a perfect b'day treat! my mum is sending me the best present ever! My seestor cometh! She arrives on the 9th at 7am and stays till mid day on the 16th! I've got her booked in at the hair salon already! I doubt I'll be able to get any time off as my boss is on holidays that week but may be able to swindle some time to spend with her. Wonder if I can get her a one week membership to my gym for her while she's here!? Oooh I'm so excited!
The sofas have arrived and look fab! On of them arrived without the little silver legs so we're now waiting as they ship them to me here at work straight from the factory. The flat is finally looking more like a loft and less like a student flop!
The head is still spinning but the lovely nurse at the soho clinic re-assured me that it was probably just a viral ear infection. If I'm not better by tomorrow she told me to go back and see her and there would be a doctor on call whom could prescribe me something less zonking than the motion sickness tablets she told me to take last night. Jessus did they ever knock me out! In the mean time I'm slowly adjusting to life without balance... yea, that's me the drunk looking girl wobbling her way down the street.
The rain approacheth for the weekend and I'm scraping around to find something to cheer up my lovely hazel who is still trekking away like a champ on her relentless job search. She has a few more interviews booked for next week so hopefuly she'll land something soon. Anyone who knows anyone who wants a really great HR person/recruiter here in London please let me know as we would be so so grateful and offer a big shower of kisses to anyone who helps out this job hunt!
Can I just mention how badly Sean is kicking my ass at this blogging regularly thing? Dang!
what a perfect b'day treat! my mum is sending me the best present ever! My seestor cometh! She arrives on the 9th at 7am and stays till mid day on the 16th! I've got her booked in at the hair salon already! I doubt I'll be able to get any time off as my boss is on holidays that week but may be able to swindle some time to spend with her. Wonder if I can get her a one week membership to my gym for her while she's here!? Oooh I'm so excited!
The sofas have arrived and look fab! On of them arrived without the little silver legs so we're now waiting as they ship them to me here at work straight from the factory. The flat is finally looking more like a loft and less like a student flop!
The head is still spinning but the lovely nurse at the soho clinic re-assured me that it was probably just a viral ear infection. If I'm not better by tomorrow she told me to go back and see her and there would be a doctor on call whom could prescribe me something less zonking than the motion sickness tablets she told me to take last night. Jessus did they ever knock me out! In the mean time I'm slowly adjusting to life without balance... yea, that's me the drunk looking girl wobbling her way down the street.
The rain approacheth for the weekend and I'm scraping around to find something to cheer up my lovely hazel who is still trekking away like a champ on her relentless job search. She has a few more interviews booked for next week so hopefuly she'll land something soon. Anyone who knows anyone who wants a really great HR person/recruiter here in London please let me know as we would be so so grateful and offer a big shower of kisses to anyone who helps out this job hunt!
Can I just mention how badly Sean is kicking my ass at this blogging regularly thing? Dang!
25.2.03
blog is on a mini break
I've got a bit of a wobble/spins due to inner ear troubles... the world is kind of like a bad acid trip from back when I was 16. I thought I could manage work today but I think I was over estimating the need for balance... bus travel is very not condusive to this condition.
We've now an internet connection at home so perhaps I can blog from the sick bed...
The new sofas arrive tomorrow....
Hazel scored 2 more job interviews on top of the one she has tomorrow... Sally landed a job that she wanted and starts tomorrow... things are looking up for empolyment searchers!
*wobbles away*
I've got a bit of a wobble/spins due to inner ear troubles... the world is kind of like a bad acid trip from back when I was 16. I thought I could manage work today but I think I was over estimating the need for balance... bus travel is very not condusive to this condition.
We've now an internet connection at home so perhaps I can blog from the sick bed...
The new sofas arrive tomorrow....
Hazel scored 2 more job interviews on top of the one she has tomorrow... Sally landed a job that she wanted and starts tomorrow... things are looking up for empolyment searchers!
*wobbles away*
20.2.03
I blame coldplay (posted yesterday but blogger was ill)
and the bad mozzarella and sun dried tomato cibatta I had for lunch yesterday. I felt so awful... I even went straight to be when I got home and was asleep by half nine!
It's absolutely freezing today, beautiful and sunny but dang cold! Where is summer? Probably the same place our sofas are... lost in space... I'm thinking that the possible 14 day delivery thing is more like a definite 14 day delivery.
My gym nightmare continues I sent them off a letter letting them just how bad it is that they messed up my direct debit and I wound up having to pay for 3 months all at once and made to feel like a criminal... In recompense they're giving me a month free... fair play I guess but it doesn't help the devastation on my bank balance of 200£ coming out of your account all at once... sometimes I wish I could just let things like this slide... but then everyone and anyone would just come along and take my money... Is this what other people do? Just sigh and mutter when things like this happen?
It's Wednesday again already. The week is flying by...
and the bad mozzarella and sun dried tomato cibatta I had for lunch yesterday. I felt so awful... I even went straight to be when I got home and was asleep by half nine!
It's absolutely freezing today, beautiful and sunny but dang cold! Where is summer? Probably the same place our sofas are... lost in space... I'm thinking that the possible 14 day delivery thing is more like a definite 14 day delivery.
My gym nightmare continues I sent them off a letter letting them just how bad it is that they messed up my direct debit and I wound up having to pay for 3 months all at once and made to feel like a criminal... In recompense they're giving me a month free... fair play I guess but it doesn't help the devastation on my bank balance of 200£ coming out of your account all at once... sometimes I wish I could just let things like this slide... but then everyone and anyone would just come along and take my money... Is this what other people do? Just sigh and mutter when things like this happen?
It's Wednesday again already. The week is flying by...
18.2.03
i should be working
i worked so dang hard yesterday that post gym i came home, ate a lovely supper and then passed out much to the chagrin of miss H.
perhaps listening to coldplay isn't helping my mood and the fact that our electricity bill came in at 450£ yesterday... regardless of what anyone says... you can't get ahead in London. unless you're uber rich... there is so little chance. Money is truly starting to be my albatross. I hate it. I'm so sick of it. The more disillusioned you feel the more you just want to pack it all in... then when you realize you can't it's even more depressing... and oh yea, don't forget about that student loan. I know that my values lie not in owning a big screen TV or the latest video game or mobile phone. I enjoy shopping but only rarely buy anything over 40£... I guess I need a holiday... however that too... costs. *hides under quilt*
I like my life, I like my routine, I am fortunate to have had the chance to get an education, move to a different country, have someone who loves me, have a great family... all those things are not at all forgotten... I just think sometimes the world is cruel and unpredictable... As my mum always says in her pessimistic wisdom... 98% of life is hard and unfair the remain 2% is amazing... Expect the 98, and rejoice when the 2% pays a visit. Is this why people turn to religion?
i worked so dang hard yesterday that post gym i came home, ate a lovely supper and then passed out much to the chagrin of miss H.
perhaps listening to coldplay isn't helping my mood and the fact that our electricity bill came in at 450£ yesterday... regardless of what anyone says... you can't get ahead in London. unless you're uber rich... there is so little chance. Money is truly starting to be my albatross. I hate it. I'm so sick of it. The more disillusioned you feel the more you just want to pack it all in... then when you realize you can't it's even more depressing... and oh yea, don't forget about that student loan. I know that my values lie not in owning a big screen TV or the latest video game or mobile phone. I enjoy shopping but only rarely buy anything over 40£... I guess I need a holiday... however that too... costs. *hides under quilt*
I like my life, I like my routine, I am fortunate to have had the chance to get an education, move to a different country, have someone who loves me, have a great family... all those things are not at all forgotten... I just think sometimes the world is cruel and unpredictable... As my mum always says in her pessimistic wisdom... 98% of life is hard and unfair the remain 2% is amazing... Expect the 98, and rejoice when the 2% pays a visit. Is this why people turn to religion?
14.2.03
so it's kind of official
on this day of the little fat naked guy with the quiver full of arrows. It's looking up. Miss Hazel had a job interview this morning. And! We bought 2 sofas! Yes folks the impossible is possible today. We are to be the proud owners of two ghetto tastic sofas from the ever so exclusive Argos! Don't be fooled Argos is the new Habitat. Single handedly my flatmates and I will turn Dalston into the new Notting Hill mark my word. Change is a coming!
Okay back in the real world.
Had the funniest experience while getting a manicure on Wednesday at lunch. Highlights included....
* hearing all about the lady who was doing my nail's plans for valentine's day (taking her bf to the spearmint rhino )
* hearing about the other staff member impending labour... and life and relationship with said father of child to be...
* freaking the manicurist out by guessing her second name accurately... come of folks, she was a Sarah... most of us Sarah's are Sarah Elizabeth's
Last night I caught up with the lovely dearbhla and had a great night chit chatting about life and important thinks like fashion and footwear. We quickly left the 'dog house' this pub that's way too smoky in a cavernous basement type of set up... The people were too loud and obnoxious and the smoke was terrible... God what an intolerant non smoker I am! We moved on through the freezing temperatures and ended up at cafe med on dean st. It was so nice and warm (freezing cold loo) but nice, spacious, warm, good menu, good food, good prices! I highly recommend it! Met up with Hazel and her friend Dez and then swiftly shuffled off home!
Just in... Miss H just scored a second interview for monday! *claps hands*
on this day of the little fat naked guy with the quiver full of arrows. It's looking up. Miss Hazel had a job interview this morning. And! We bought 2 sofas! Yes folks the impossible is possible today. We are to be the proud owners of two ghetto tastic sofas from the ever so exclusive Argos! Don't be fooled Argos is the new Habitat. Single handedly my flatmates and I will turn Dalston into the new Notting Hill mark my word. Change is a coming!
Okay back in the real world.
Had the funniest experience while getting a manicure on Wednesday at lunch. Highlights included....
* hearing all about the lady who was doing my nail's plans for valentine's day (taking her bf to the spearmint rhino )
* hearing about the other staff member impending labour... and life and relationship with said father of child to be...
* freaking the manicurist out by guessing her second name accurately... come of folks, she was a Sarah... most of us Sarah's are Sarah Elizabeth's
Last night I caught up with the lovely dearbhla and had a great night chit chatting about life and important thinks like fashion and footwear. We quickly left the 'dog house' this pub that's way too smoky in a cavernous basement type of set up... The people were too loud and obnoxious and the smoke was terrible... God what an intolerant non smoker I am! We moved on through the freezing temperatures and ended up at cafe med on dean st. It was so nice and warm (freezing cold loo) but nice, spacious, warm, good menu, good food, good prices! I highly recommend it! Met up with Hazel and her friend Dez and then swiftly shuffled off home!
Just in... Miss H just scored a second interview for monday! *claps hands*
13.2.03
URGENT!
for all you peeps going to the massive anti-war demonstration on Saturday here in London or elsewhere... Please see my friend Dom's artistic contribution that you can take with you on the march....
It's an exercise in social geometrics people. Listen and listen loud.
http://www.fotoplus.org
as Always, Dom, you're brilliant... Please give credit to my friend
Anyone having job leads in Amsterdam (graphic designer type stuff) please feel free to also contact Dom as he's a lookin!
for all you peeps going to the massive anti-war demonstration on Saturday here in London or elsewhere... Please see my friend Dom's artistic contribution that you can take with you on the march....
It's an exercise in social geometrics people. Listen and listen loud.
http://www.fotoplus.org
as Always, Dom, you're brilliant... Please give credit to my friend
Anyone having job leads in Amsterdam (graphic designer type stuff) please feel free to also contact Dom as he's a lookin!
12.2.03
Maybe it's just the February blah's...
but I feel like my blog is slowly turning into a big whinny-fest.
for the second day in a row having left home at half eight it took me till ten to arrive here at work. Not fun. I guess I'm resolved to turn up here at 9am like I have always... if I don't' get on the bus by eight I'm not here till ten, get on it before eight and I arrive here at quarter to nine. There is no justice. Bring on the congestion charge, bring it on!... Get everyone off my god damn road so my bus can go! -end rant-
I'm meeting my cousin who is coming up from Sussex this Saturday for lunch. I'm getting a little concerned as the big anti war march is going to be kicking off around noon and I know the city will just be flooded with people! Wonder what part of town would be go to go to? She's arriving at Charring Cross... any suggestions would be appreciated.
On that note... if anyone wishes to bless me with the winning lotto numbers for tonight's draw, please feel free to do so in my comments feature below.
If I'm not blogging tomorrow, you know I've won... go on, I dare you!
but I feel like my blog is slowly turning into a big whinny-fest.
for the second day in a row having left home at half eight it took me till ten to arrive here at work. Not fun. I guess I'm resolved to turn up here at 9am like I have always... if I don't' get on the bus by eight I'm not here till ten, get on it before eight and I arrive here at quarter to nine. There is no justice. Bring on the congestion charge, bring it on!... Get everyone off my god damn road so my bus can go! -end rant-
I'm meeting my cousin who is coming up from Sussex this Saturday for lunch. I'm getting a little concerned as the big anti war march is going to be kicking off around noon and I know the city will just be flooded with people! Wonder what part of town would be go to go to? She's arriving at Charring Cross... any suggestions would be appreciated.
On that note... if anyone wishes to bless me with the winning lotto numbers for tonight's draw, please feel free to do so in my comments feature below.
If I'm not blogging tomorrow, you know I've won... go on, I dare you!
10.2.03
I wrote a big post this morning and it's vanished.
If it had of published... you would have read about:
*working late on friday night
*going on hazel's office party on a boat on the Thames... and enjoying watching her face light up with joy as she pointed out all her 'babies' that she's hired.
*launching the site we've been working on for a month now...
*my new red kitten heeled pointy shoes that I bought for 19£ in Dalston (which is btw the new 'bond st')
too bad it was wiped.
If it had of published... you would have read about:
*working late on friday night
*going on hazel's office party on a boat on the Thames... and enjoying watching her face light up with joy as she pointed out all her 'babies' that she's hired.
*launching the site we've been working on for a month now...
*my new red kitten heeled pointy shoes that I bought for 19£ in Dalston (which is btw the new 'bond st')
too bad it was wiped.
6.2.03
with all the fuss and jingle...
going on at work one finds it harder than usual to blog.
On my way home from the gym last night I noticed just how light it is here in London in the evening. I know of the evils of light pollution and such but it's NEVER dark here... City living is strange that way, especially in such a huge city. I've written about this before ,but some nights the sky is a beautiful orange colour kind of the colour it would be if you poured orange fanta into my mum's old smoky glass tumblers.
Heard from Hannah today, she is off on the hunt for a new job. With Hazel and Sally also on the hunt, I can but hope that good things do indeed come in threes.
I've not mentioned it yet but today marks 3 full weeks of 'happy non smoker Sarah' *said with sarcasm* I've done really well but it's not at all been easy. I can hardly imagine how hard it is for people whom smoke shed loads... I never did smoke much but obviously enough to make it hard to stop. I didn't even really make that much of a conscious decision to quit... I was ill and had a cough so I didn't smoke and just left it at that. Giving up sucks. I miss it.... but i'm sure I'll live a longer life now for having given up... great! If I gain a stone I'll go freaking nuts. So I've been toiling away at de gym with Luke's mantra in my head 'you get back what you put in' so I push myself harder and harder... who needs a personal trainer.... simple fear of inevitable weight gain is motivation enough... at least I hope it is....
Miss Duffy wrote from down and under today to report that she is to appear in a new documentary featuring ex pats living in Oz. She's working for the people they are filming... She's distributing flyers and such at clubs at night. Leave it to miss D to do something exotic. I'm happy she's having such a blast on her world travels! The documentary airs in April here in the UK...
going on at work one finds it harder than usual to blog.
On my way home from the gym last night I noticed just how light it is here in London in the evening. I know of the evils of light pollution and such but it's NEVER dark here... City living is strange that way, especially in such a huge city. I've written about this before ,but some nights the sky is a beautiful orange colour kind of the colour it would be if you poured orange fanta into my mum's old smoky glass tumblers.
Heard from Hannah today, she is off on the hunt for a new job. With Hazel and Sally also on the hunt, I can but hope that good things do indeed come in threes.
I've not mentioned it yet but today marks 3 full weeks of 'happy non smoker Sarah' *said with sarcasm* I've done really well but it's not at all been easy. I can hardly imagine how hard it is for people whom smoke shed loads... I never did smoke much but obviously enough to make it hard to stop. I didn't even really make that much of a conscious decision to quit... I was ill and had a cough so I didn't smoke and just left it at that. Giving up sucks. I miss it.... but i'm sure I'll live a longer life now for having given up... great! If I gain a stone I'll go freaking nuts. So I've been toiling away at de gym with Luke's mantra in my head 'you get back what you put in' so I push myself harder and harder... who needs a personal trainer.... simple fear of inevitable weight gain is motivation enough... at least I hope it is....
Miss Duffy wrote from down and under today to report that she is to appear in a new documentary featuring ex pats living in Oz. She's working for the people they are filming... She's distributing flyers and such at clubs at night. Leave it to miss D to do something exotic. I'm happy she's having such a blast on her world travels! The documentary airs in April here in the UK...
3.2.03
wooo wee wyclef!
my wisdom tooth sure is a hurtin... it started coming in like 2 years ago and then for some reason stopped... now it feels like it's decided to grow in a bit more and dang does it ever kill. Knowing my luck it's just a whopper of a cavity. Now, I'm not at all scared of needles or any other common dentistry thing... I'm terrified of having that frozen mouth feeling. It's worse than anything else I can describe... The last filling I had I asked them to do it without freezing as I would rather the pain than that terrible numb feeling. The lady dentist was a star and agreed to do the filling minus the freeze. It was simple, hardly hurt at all, it was just about two or three seconds of a really cold feeling then it was over. Why they insist on freezing? for the money of course... half the cost of the procedure is the freezing! My consultation with my dentist is on Thursday at noon... here's to hoping for the best.
Our new housemate has arrived and hopefully will settle in nicely...
New massive attack CD out on the 10th... mixed reviews but I'm sure I'll be tempted into getting it...
my wisdom tooth sure is a hurtin... it started coming in like 2 years ago and then for some reason stopped... now it feels like it's decided to grow in a bit more and dang does it ever kill. Knowing my luck it's just a whopper of a cavity. Now, I'm not at all scared of needles or any other common dentistry thing... I'm terrified of having that frozen mouth feeling. It's worse than anything else I can describe... The last filling I had I asked them to do it without freezing as I would rather the pain than that terrible numb feeling. The lady dentist was a star and agreed to do the filling minus the freeze. It was simple, hardly hurt at all, it was just about two or three seconds of a really cold feeling then it was over. Why they insist on freezing? for the money of course... half the cost of the procedure is the freezing! My consultation with my dentist is on Thursday at noon... here's to hoping for the best.
Our new housemate has arrived and hopefully will settle in nicely...
New massive attack CD out on the 10th... mixed reviews but I'm sure I'll be tempted into getting it...
31.1.03
it drives me absolutely mental...
when feck heads on the bus insist with sitting with their legs akimbo! It's always men and i hate them for doing it. It gives me such London transport rage when I sit next to an offender. What makes them think that just because they have a cock they deserve more room than anyone else? What else bother's me you ask? Well, that mad woman on the bus on Wednesday night who verbally assulted me for 15mins cause she thought I had 'tutted' as in 'tsk tsk' (for cdn peeps) I hadn't even said a word... freak. She screamed at me about how much of a pathetic low life loser I was... Hmmm. I just love the mad people I meet on the buses here.
Hazel is happily departing her tyrant of a work place. In less than a month now she'll be free to work for a more deserving and less horrible place than she is now. I curse those mean people who employ her now...
We're off to dinner tonight with Dan and Sal... Japanese is on the menu. We're going to that place I went with Dearbhla one night... that is of course if Sally's flight arrives on time... London is still reeling from the 3mm of snow that fell yesterday. Can you believe some people spent over 12h stuck on the M11 yesterday... OVERNIGHT in the dark with no food or toilet! WTF!?!?!?!
when feck heads on the bus insist with sitting with their legs akimbo! It's always men and i hate them for doing it. It gives me such London transport rage when I sit next to an offender. What makes them think that just because they have a cock they deserve more room than anyone else? What else bother's me you ask? Well, that mad woman on the bus on Wednesday night who verbally assulted me for 15mins cause she thought I had 'tutted' as in 'tsk tsk' (for cdn peeps) I hadn't even said a word... freak. She screamed at me about how much of a pathetic low life loser I was... Hmmm. I just love the mad people I meet on the buses here.
Hazel is happily departing her tyrant of a work place. In less than a month now she'll be free to work for a more deserving and less horrible place than she is now. I curse those mean people who employ her now...
We're off to dinner tonight with Dan and Sal... Japanese is on the menu. We're going to that place I went with Dearbhla one night... that is of course if Sally's flight arrives on time... London is still reeling from the 3mm of snow that fell yesterday. Can you believe some people spent over 12h stuck on the M11 yesterday... OVERNIGHT in the dark with no food or toilet! WTF!?!?!?!
28.1.03
I hate it...
when she picks at her fruit while she eats it. It's all about breaking off chunks of it and eating it that way... not the normal way. She wont engage in the banana, no no, she's got to break pieces of if off and masticate every tiny little piece of it. It drives me mad. Just bite the damn thing! I think the way people eat banana's can say a lot about them... now i'm not talking Freud... it's just interesting. Life is always interesting in when you look at in under a microscope. So yea, the her I speak of eating the banana, is me, and i'm strange... I just can't help but eat them that way...
We are soon to have a new flatmate. Rent will be much lower, life a little easier. I'm pretty happy about it :)
Plans are a brewing for out holidays in June... Off to Malaga to bake my translucent coloured skin... I greatly fear that I will never come back.
Heard from my friend James today, his son is getting so big I cant' believe it. God it was just yesterday when I held him in my arms! Geesh I was only 18 then, hardly believe that.
Tis the season for job hunting, Sean's mission is looking quite promising. I hope he follows through with the gimmick thing and impresses that lady who's hiring... She seems to be freely contacting him which is a positive sign. He's so charming, how could she resist?
Welcome to my seestor's blog!
when she picks at her fruit while she eats it. It's all about breaking off chunks of it and eating it that way... not the normal way. She wont engage in the banana, no no, she's got to break pieces of if off and masticate every tiny little piece of it. It drives me mad. Just bite the damn thing! I think the way people eat banana's can say a lot about them... now i'm not talking Freud... it's just interesting. Life is always interesting in when you look at in under a microscope. So yea, the her I speak of eating the banana, is me, and i'm strange... I just can't help but eat them that way...
We are soon to have a new flatmate. Rent will be much lower, life a little easier. I'm pretty happy about it :)
Plans are a brewing for out holidays in June... Off to Malaga to bake my translucent coloured skin... I greatly fear that I will never come back.
Heard from my friend James today, his son is getting so big I cant' believe it. God it was just yesterday when I held him in my arms! Geesh I was only 18 then, hardly believe that.
Tis the season for job hunting, Sean's mission is looking quite promising. I hope he follows through with the gimmick thing and impresses that lady who's hiring... She seems to be freely contacting him which is a positive sign. He's so charming, how could she resist?
Welcome to my seestor's blog!
24.1.03
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!
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!
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.
18.1.03
it's Saturday
and i'm making a very rare blog entry... why? Because I'm at work you see! It's getting to crunch time for the launch of one of our new portals and we're running around like santy's elves and xmas eve. I kind of enjoy the rush of when a project is about to be completed. Don't like losing the weekend over it, but ho hum.
I think I'm finally starting to get over this killer cold that has plagued me since I returned from sub zero Toronto temperature on Tuesday morning. I have cough that makes people on the bus get up and sit further away from me for fear of contracting it!
We went to see Tori Amos last night in Hammersmith... Holy moly is it far away from where we live or what? I guess it's beamingly obvious that I spend all my time in the north/east part of London... apart from when i'm at work which constitutes as the west end but I don't see it that way...Anyhoo... the concert venue was nice and small and it turned out to be a sit down concert which was kind of odd but good for me since I'm not 100% well right now. The show was sadly flat and the stage decor and the lighting effects were something to be likened to a child's school play. I couldn't believe it! She a brilliant musician and the guys she plays with are fab as well but it just didn't do it for me. She played new and old but still it was flat. Ah well. The concert wasn't a total loss as miss H and I marvelled as this woman in the row over from us was crying and singing along feigning what could only be described as an emotional breakdown. Her poor boyfriend sat and cowered, in disbelief of his gf's madness. The highlight was the two young girls in front of us holding hands and jumping up and down holding up their mobile so their friend at home could hear. It was so sweet to see them so excited. That made the night worthwhile.
and i'm making a very rare blog entry... why? Because I'm at work you see! It's getting to crunch time for the launch of one of our new portals and we're running around like santy's elves and xmas eve. I kind of enjoy the rush of when a project is about to be completed. Don't like losing the weekend over it, but ho hum.
I think I'm finally starting to get over this killer cold that has plagued me since I returned from sub zero Toronto temperature on Tuesday morning. I have cough that makes people on the bus get up and sit further away from me for fear of contracting it!
We went to see Tori Amos last night in Hammersmith... Holy moly is it far away from where we live or what? I guess it's beamingly obvious that I spend all my time in the north/east part of London... apart from when i'm at work which constitutes as the west end but I don't see it that way...Anyhoo... the concert venue was nice and small and it turned out to be a sit down concert which was kind of odd but good for me since I'm not 100% well right now. The show was sadly flat and the stage decor and the lighting effects were something to be likened to a child's school play. I couldn't believe it! She a brilliant musician and the guys she plays with are fab as well but it just didn't do it for me. She played new and old but still it was flat. Ah well. The concert wasn't a total loss as miss H and I marvelled as this woman in the row over from us was crying and singing along feigning what could only be described as an emotional breakdown. Her poor boyfriend sat and cowered, in disbelief of his gf's madness. The highlight was the two young girls in front of us holding hands and jumping up and down holding up their mobile so their friend at home could hear. It was so sweet to see them so excited. That made the night worthwhile.
10.1.03
sentence only uttered by my female boss...
'okay i'm going to go troll some porn'
followed by office laughter... then
'ooh look I found something great! Tom can you translate 'hot girls want you now' into Dutch?'
... a tag line suggested by no one other than... me. God it's funny here sometimes. I love that the inclusion of porn as a revenue generator can cause such frolic in a normally quiet office.
Friday has been a bit manic here for me after having left my mobile at home and thus standing up Kim for our lunch date that was incidentally double booked and then cut short by a last minute conference call request popping into my inbox... quick drink with my favourite dearbhla after work and then over to the lovely Hannah's for supper. Note to self... buy wine...god it almost sounds like I have a life...
Off to Toronto tomorrow for my Grandmother's 75th b'day. The whole gang will be there... lets just hope I manage to stay conscious.
Talks with my mother to convince her to go into the bed and breakfast business with me were cut short when I informed her that her duties would include:
laying in the sun
reading books
and oh yea... financing it
I have no idea why she's not up for it?
*laughs evilly*
'okay i'm going to go troll some porn'
followed by office laughter... then
'ooh look I found something great! Tom can you translate 'hot girls want you now' into Dutch?'
... a tag line suggested by no one other than... me.
Friday has been a bit manic here for me after having left my mobile at home and thus standing up Kim for our lunch date that was incidentally double booked and then cut short by a last minute conference call request popping into my inbox... quick drink with my favourite dearbhla after work and then over to the lovely Hannah's for supper. Note to self... buy wine...god it almost sounds like I have a life...
Off to Toronto tomorrow for my Grandmother's 75th b'day. The whole gang will be there... lets just hope I manage to stay conscious.
Talks with my mother to convince her to go into the bed and breakfast business with me were cut short when I informed her that her duties would include:
laying in the sun
reading books
and oh yea... financing it
I have no idea why she's not up for it?
*laughs evilly*
9.1.03
Terhi asks me...
what are you going to come up with today... Dunno really. I've actually been busy this morning and have had work to doo... Most inconvient as it's infringing on my blog reading time. *gurlge*
The sun is beautiful and bright meaning it's dang cold. I was watching one of my favourite programs last night it's called no going back. It's on channel 4 and I LOVE it!
This is the one I watched last night:
TUSCANY - Wednesday 8 January 9pm.
Richard Turnbull, Sarah Fraser and their son Gregory have swapped their house in Leeds for a 15 acre olive farm in Tuscany. The plan is to be self-sufficient, make their own olive oil, and convert their barn into holiday accommodation.
One day it will be me on that program... let me tell you... mind you, unlike the folks last night... I would NEED a loo and a hot shower!
Anyone got a nice B&B for sale? I've got a tenner with your name on it!
*laughs but really cries*
what are you going to come up with today... Dunno really. I've actually been busy this morning and have had work to doo... Most inconvient as it's infringing on my blog reading time. *gurlge*
The sun is beautiful and bright meaning it's dang cold. I was watching one of my favourite programs last night it's called no going back. It's on channel 4 and I LOVE it!
This is the one I watched last night:
TUSCANY - Wednesday 8 January 9pm.
Richard Turnbull, Sarah Fraser and their son Gregory have swapped their house in Leeds for a 15 acre olive farm in Tuscany. The plan is to be self-sufficient, make their own olive oil, and convert their barn into holiday accommodation.
One day it will be me on that program... let me tell you... mind you, unlike the folks last night... I would NEED a loo and a hot shower!
Anyone got a nice B&B for sale? I've got a tenner with your name on it!
*laughs but really cries*
8.1.03
the white fluffy stuff
is sure causing a lot of commotion and joy around the office today. The snow that is falling in London today is big, is white and is fluffy... Good packing snow to all us more seasoned snow connoisseurs... but packing snow is no good on no base... alas people are still managing to collect handfuls of the stuff and launch snowballs at one and other. I wish I could share their fervour! I guess I've had too much in my life to be excited by the sight of it... AH well it happens like once every three years here in London so it's not that bad.
I'm burning time from all angles here again at work... I really hope that Mr. Sean lands a job here in the UK, I would be the happiest kitty in the world!
I am the queen of mini disc creation
yea,
whatever.
is sure causing a lot of commotion and joy around the office today. The snow that is falling in London today is big, is white and is fluffy... Good packing snow to all us more seasoned snow connoisseurs... but packing snow is no good on no base... alas people are still managing to collect handfuls of the stuff and launch snowballs at one and other. I wish I could share their fervour! I guess I've had too much in my life to be excited by the sight of it... AH well it happens like once every three years here in London so it's not that bad.
I'm burning time from all angles here again at work... I really hope that Mr. Sean lands a job here in the UK, I would be the happiest kitty in the world!
I am the queen of mini disc creation
yea,
whatever.
7.1.03
ode to chucking it all in
I've been battling with the overwhelming urge to just chuck it all in and explain to my boss that I am sooooooo unbusy and that I feel soooo useless. but I think I'm going to fight that for a bit...
she knows and if they didn't want me they would have chucked me out by now... kind of does your head in after a while... the chimes of that awful word 'career' start to ring in the back of my mind and the paranoia feeling that I've taken a job waaaay below my abilities in some aspects and beyond in others nags me... what the hell am I doing here? Why can't I save any money and just chuck this all in and buy a nice little bed and breakfast and have my mum and grandparents move to the place and help me run it... guess they would first have to come to terms with my gayness... do you think the bribe of a life in the sun at a lovely bed and breakfast by the sea could bribe them into just accepting that part of my life? God, imagine if I could do that, sounds like I could solve all life's problems in one go! *runs off to sell soul to buy a bed and breakfast by the sea*
I've been battling with the overwhelming urge to just chuck it all in and explain to my boss that I am sooooooo unbusy and that I feel soooo useless. but I think I'm going to fight that for a bit...
she knows and if they didn't want me they would have chucked me out by now... kind of does your head in after a while... the chimes of that awful word 'career' start to ring in the back of my mind and the paranoia feeling that I've taken a job waaaay below my abilities in some aspects and beyond in others nags me... what the hell am I doing here? Why can't I save any money and just chuck this all in and buy a nice little bed and breakfast and have my mum and grandparents move to the place and help me run it... guess they would first have to come to terms with my gayness... do you think the bribe of a life in the sun at a lovely bed and breakfast by the sea could bribe them into just accepting that part of my life? God, imagine if I could do that, sounds like I could solve all life's problems in one go! *runs off to sell soul to buy a bed and breakfast by the sea*
6.1.03
so
here I sit making little sandwiches of sorts with my bag of peanuts and raisins... half peanut on bottom, raisin in the middle and other half peanut on top... I think I will soon need to be committed.
work is slowly trickling in.
it's a deluge going on at home as things between peeps in the flat are boiling over. I do not want to be in the middle. I'm shutting down. I just can not cope. I don't want to feel this way. I want to live in peace. I am simply dreading going home tonight.
There was a terrible commotion on this bus I was on this morning... not sure what it was but it involved the bus being crowded and the driver shutting the door too quickly and what I can only imagine someone getting something caught in the door while the driver abruptly pulled away... there was shouting and screaming and fierce angry words launched from people to the driver and visa versa. My mind froze, my ears started ringing... I felt as if my whole body was just shutting down. It was only 1 minute down the road until we got to my stop. The doors opened and I floated onto the concrete. I was in shock. I just couldn't handle what had just happened. Ears ringing body still numb I arrived at work... to the impending flat spat.
Here I sit. still numb... hoping the little nuts and raisins settle my nerves...
hello new year... this is me.
3.1.03
ahhh...
Friday, not that ANYTHING has happened at work this week, but I've been sat here like a trooper playing with my new mini disc that my mum and seestor purchased for me for xmas. They are far too good to me!
I now sit contemplating the January sales... so many temptations... how ever will I manage this lunch hour????
NYE was fun... contrary to my poll hosted in the right hand column of my blog for the past week... I didn't end up staying home having a hot bath and going to bed... Instead we wound up at Charlotte's house in Stratford playing with Kim and their friends till the wee hours of the morn. It was good fun indeed... however I think the evening's festivities have left me with a bit of a stuffy nose... *sniffle*
oh yea... happy 30th b'day Siobhan!!!!!!!!!!! So sorry I cant' make it to Lisboa tonight (I even checked the cheapie last minute flights) but alas, there is nothing in my budget range :(
Amazon are pants... my CD's never arrived, ho hum... how gracious of them to refund me... no apology no, here's free shipping on your next order... nope, just a nod, and a 'oh yea, here's your money back that we've sat on for the past month' *grumbles*
Todd, you're a star for surprising me with the book from my wish list! Thanks to everyone else for all pressies received... Mark the Japanese Amelie poster is simply stunnig!Lisa, your 2kg jar of peanut butter will last me from now till this time next year... I'm the happiest Canadian in London because of it!
In a burst of social energy, I'm trying to cull a group of peeps together this Sunday for a drinkie and a chill afternoon at the Pool* in Shoreditch at around 2pm... Psychos need not attend as we are mad enough as it is... but if you're reading this and can jet to London or are already here... please join...
*Pool where is it? It's on Curtain Road, Shoreditch, between Old Street and Great Eastern Street. Closest tube is Old Street, although Liverpool Street is pretty close too.
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Friday, not that ANYTHING has happened at work this week, but I've been sat here like a trooper playing with my new mini disc that my mum and seestor purchased for me for xmas. They are far too good to me!
I now sit contemplating the January sales... so many temptations... how ever will I manage this lunch hour????
NYE was fun... contrary to my poll hosted in the right hand column of my blog for the past week... I didn't end up staying home having a hot bath and going to bed... Instead we wound up at Charlotte's house in Stratford playing with Kim and their friends till the wee hours of the morn. It was good fun indeed... however I think the evening's festivities have left me with a bit of a stuffy nose... *sniffle*
oh yea... happy 30th b'day Siobhan!!!!!!!!!!! So sorry I cant' make it to Lisboa tonight (I even checked the cheapie last minute flights) but alas, there is nothing in my budget range :(
Amazon are pants... my CD's never arrived, ho hum... how gracious of them to refund me... no apology no, here's free shipping on your next order... nope, just a nod, and a 'oh yea, here's your money back that we've sat on for the past month' *grumbles*
Todd, you're a star for surprising me with the book from my wish list! Thanks to everyone else for all pressies received... Mark the Japanese Amelie poster is simply stunnig!Lisa, your 2kg jar of peanut butter will last me from now till this time next year... I'm the happiest Canadian in London because of it!
In a burst of social energy, I'm trying to cull a group of peeps together this Sunday for a drinkie and a chill afternoon at the Pool* in Shoreditch at around 2pm... Psychos need not attend as we are mad enough as it is... but if you're reading this and can jet to London or are already here... please join...
*Pool where is it? It's on Curtain Road, Shoreditch, between Old Street and Great Eastern Street. Closest tube is Old Street, although Liverpool Street is pretty close too.
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30.12.02
I'm baaaack!
I think so anyways. I'm half conscious and sitting at my desk in a semi comatose state. It's quite incredible what sleep depravation can do to your spactial perception. I've been awake now for like forever. I landed in London at half ten and took a cab from Paddington station to my flat. From there I had a cup of tea, a shower then jumped on the bus to head into work. It's all so dream-like... I wonder if I am really here at all?
I slept for about 2h on the plane... it was freaking cold. I was really happy to see that they only played one film and it was the 'bourne identity' lucky in that I had no interest at all in watching it thus wasn't tempted to try and stay awake and watch it.
The rain and the humidity were a joy to me and me alone today. I swear, I'd take it any day over the snow and freaking freezing temperatures in Toronto that I endured over the past few days!
Xmas was great. I had such a fun time with my mum and my sis. Got to see Noeleen, Karm, Mark, Andy, Lisa, Dave, Ashley... and all the family peeps too!
My little 8 year old cousin is such a sweetie. She's so smart. My Grandfather was telling me a story about when she was 5. He had asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up... she responded 'a scientist cause they're the smartest people in the world' my grandfather then asked 'didn't you want to be an artist?' she then quickly replied 'grandpa, I AM an artist!' She's sooo funny. She absorbs everything. She opened her box of animal encyclopaedias from my sister and immediately remarked how she had another set from the same series citing 'the writing is the same on the covers' Woa. Smart or what? Identifying typefaces and fonts at age 8? Man!
I'm feeling mostly woozy now and am not sure just how I'm going to make it home without passing out on the bus and ending up in some part of town I don't know.... think I may need an escort... Miss hazel???? will you come and rescue me?
I think so anyways. I'm half conscious and sitting at my desk in a semi comatose state. It's quite incredible what sleep depravation can do to your spactial perception. I've been awake now for like forever. I landed in London at half ten and took a cab from Paddington station to my flat. From there I had a cup of tea, a shower then jumped on the bus to head into work. It's all so dream-like... I wonder if I am really here at all?
I slept for about 2h on the plane... it was freaking cold. I was really happy to see that they only played one film and it was the 'bourne identity' lucky in that I had no interest at all in watching it thus wasn't tempted to try and stay awake and watch it.
The rain and the humidity were a joy to me and me alone today. I swear, I'd take it any day over the snow and freaking freezing temperatures in Toronto that I endured over the past few days!
Xmas was great. I had such a fun time with my mum and my sis. Got to see Noeleen, Karm, Mark, Andy, Lisa, Dave, Ashley... and all the family peeps too!
My little 8 year old cousin is such a sweetie. She's so smart. My Grandfather was telling me a story about when she was 5. He had asked her what she wanted to be when she grew up... she responded 'a scientist cause they're the smartest people in the world' my grandfather then asked 'didn't you want to be an artist?' she then quickly replied 'grandpa, I AM an artist!' She's sooo funny. She absorbs everything. She opened her box of animal encyclopaedias from my sister and immediately remarked how she had another set from the same series citing 'the writing is the same on the covers' Woa. Smart or what? Identifying typefaces and fonts at age 8? Man!
I'm feeling mostly woozy now and am not sure just how I'm going to make it home without passing out on the bus and ending up in some part of town I don't know.... think I may need an escort... Miss hazel???? will you come and rescue me?
20.12.02
19.12.02
shh... don't tell anyone...
I'm pretending to be a girl today. I'm wearing very high heels and all. It's all in honour of our office xmas party. I thought I would be brave and wear them to work this morning... Damn things nearly killed me! They're about three inches high with and ankle strap they've got a narrow squared point at the front... And jesus, mary, joseph and the little donkey to they ever make the ball of my foot hurt when I walk! Hazel advises to walk on the back of my foot putting the weight on the heel. I am completely able to do this. I don't know why??? I can however walk half normally in them, it's only the pain of my face that gives it away... Any one else have any tips on how to walk in heels?
Please... someone help me!... I am a casualty of fashion.
I'm pretending to be a girl today. I'm wearing very high heels and all. It's all in honour of our office xmas party. I thought I would be brave and wear them to work this morning... Damn things nearly killed me! They're about three inches high with and ankle strap they've got a narrow squared point at the front... And jesus, mary, joseph and the little donkey to they ever make the ball of my foot hurt when I walk! Hazel advises to walk on the back of my foot putting the weight on the heel. I am completely able to do this. I don't know why??? I can however walk half normally in them, it's only the pain of my face that gives it away... Any one else have any tips on how to walk in heels?
Please... someone help me!... I am a casualty of fashion.
18.12.02
Merry Xmas Terhi!
Stuck for a pressie this xmas? Well Hazel and I were proud to present one of our most faithful readers with a brand new blog of her very own! Now I know it's before xmas but still I know she will enjoy it. Plus we'll now have a very important insight into the daily life of a Finnish lass!
Please visit itand send her your well wishes!
And remember, a blog isn't just for Christmas.
Oh yea, Linda, yours it's on it's way... just need your e-mail....
Stuck for a pressie this xmas? Well Hazel and I were proud to present one of our most faithful readers with a brand new blog of her very own! Now I know it's before xmas but still I know she will enjoy it. Plus we'll now have a very important insight into the daily life of a Finnish lass!
Please visit itand send her your well wishes!
And remember, a blog isn't just for Christmas.
Oh yea, Linda, yours it's on it's way... just need your e-mail....
If
my stats are any indication to how many sickos there are out there... my god. what a nightmare! I am now going to go through all my posts and nix the words that are pulling up all these distressing referals to my site. *yuckie*
It's beautiful and sunny here for the first time in nearly 3 weeks. It does such wonders to your mood, when you have a bit of sunshine!
Amazon does indeed suck as there was nothing in my letterbox last night. I'm very cross. This is just a piss take now!
Tonight I think I'm going to take Hazel out on a secret date... won't be secret for long if she reads this... but lets just see how long it takes for her to sus me out...
hmm where to go... any suggestions?
my stats are any indication to how many sickos there are out there... my god. what a nightmare! I am now going to go through all my posts and nix the words that are pulling up all these distressing referals to my site. *yuckie*
It's beautiful and sunny here for the first time in nearly 3 weeks. It does such wonders to your mood, when you have a bit of sunshine!
Amazon does indeed suck as there was nothing in my letterbox last night. I'm very cross. This is just a piss take now!
Tonight I think I'm going to take Hazel out on a secret date... won't be secret for long if she reads this... but lets just see how long it takes for her to sus me out...
hmm where to go... any suggestions?
17.12.02
tsk tsk!
Amazon.co.uk it's taken them more than 13 days to dispatch my order... Both items I chose were fully in stock and were supposed to be available immediately. I was just about to throw in the towel and cancel the bloody order when up pops notification that it's been dispatched this morning. How convenient!
I managed to rustle up a new article for mutation spotting over the weekend. It's not an easy feat to summarize something in just 250 words. I really hope that I can get commissioned to write for them. It would be super fab. *crosses fingers*
Only 4 more sleeps now till I fly home. I'm just really hoping they don't declare war between then and now... It would be most inconvenient! Just in time for returning home, I seem to be acquiring my annual xmas ailment. I'm hoping my flu jab helps ward it off!
Had a most lovely lunch with Dearbhla yesterday at Mash. The food was not that great but her company as splendid as always! Lunch today with Jojo and Michelle. Our office xmas party is at some private members club near here... it's on Thursday. It's a dressy uppy thing. Looks like I'll be wobbling about on my heels!
Can I just say that pathetic small minded ex's are so freaking sad. Sometimes situations in life make me smile ear to ear, especially when certain people finally get what they deserve!
Amazon.co.uk it's taken them more than 13 days to dispatch my order... Both items I chose were fully in stock and were supposed to be available immediately. I was just about to throw in the towel and cancel the bloody order when up pops notification that it's been dispatched this morning. How convenient!
I managed to rustle up a new article for mutation spotting over the weekend. It's not an easy feat to summarize something in just 250 words. I really hope that I can get commissioned to write for them. It would be super fab. *crosses fingers*
Only 4 more sleeps now till I fly home. I'm just really hoping they don't declare war between then and now... It would be most inconvenient! Just in time for returning home, I seem to be acquiring my annual xmas ailment. I'm hoping my flu jab helps ward it off!
Had a most lovely lunch with Dearbhla yesterday at Mash. The food was not that great but her company as splendid as always! Lunch today with Jojo and Michelle. Our office xmas party is at some private members club near here... it's on Thursday. It's a dressy uppy thing. Looks like I'll be wobbling about on my heels!
Can I just say that pathetic small minded ex's are so freaking sad. Sometimes situations in life make me smile ear to ear, especially when certain people finally get what they deserve!
12.12.02
knowing my mother will never read this, I can safely note here the list of various white chocolate goodies I got her for xmas... Seestor tells me she's even thinner than the last time I saw her... Grieving is just stripping away the pounds... but there isn't much of her to lose!
1 terry's chocolate orange ball (white)
1 box of after eights (white)
1 packet of white chocolate buttons
1 limited edition white chocolate aero
1 white kit kat
All of these items are NOT available in Canadia, thus adding specialness.
I am safe in the knowledge that it is safe from my chocoholic tendencies as I abhor white chocolate! *phew* This should keep her busy!
1 terry's chocolate orange ball (white)
1 box of after eights (white)
1 packet of white chocolate buttons
1 limited edition white chocolate aero
1 white kit kat
All of these items are NOT available in Canadia, thus adding specialness.
I am safe in the knowledge that it is safe from my chocoholic tendencies as I abhor white chocolate! *phew* This should keep her busy!
There was...
a very unusual amount of sick about town this morning... first someone appeared to have an unfortunate incident on the 30 this morning, followed by an alarmingly high amount on the footpath, through the square I walk through on my way to work... Could it be over indulgence at xmas parties? Could it be an epidemic of the flu? Or could I have just inadvertently followed the path of the poor sod? Very yucky nonetheless!
Popbitch is back up and running again. What a joy it brings to my sad sad existence. I'm supposing they were smartly laying low due to their media trashing a few weeks back about the DB scandal.
Why do people call booze, plonk here? That is one thing I will never understand...
a very unusual amount of sick about town this morning... first someone appeared to have an unfortunate incident on the 30 this morning, followed by an alarmingly high amount on the footpath, through the square I walk through on my way to work... Could it be over indulgence at xmas parties? Could it be an epidemic of the flu? Or could I have just inadvertently followed the path of the poor sod? Very yucky nonetheless!
Popbitch is back up and running again. What a joy it brings to my sad sad existence. I'm supposing they were smartly laying low due to their media trashing a few weeks back about the DB scandal.
Why do people call booze, plonk here? That is one thing I will never understand...
11.12.02
I've just only recently...
seen what David Grey looks like... Now back in Ottawa he was considered terribly uncool. Not that I cared, thus when I was bombarded by his music in the studio around the time of Filament's demise, I do admit to becoming fond of his music. Now that I'm in the UK and he's got a new album out, he seems to be everywhere. To me, his face doesn't match his music at all... I can liken this feeling I have to one that most people experience when they first see their favourite radio dj in person... the voice very rarely matches the face.
Kudos to the guy at the Merc shop on Carnaby st. this lunch time. He was really sweet and helpful when I was trying to find something for my friend Karm for xmas. Not that I have much interest in shopping there, but if I did, I would.
seen what David Grey looks like... Now back in Ottawa he was considered terribly uncool. Not that I cared, thus when I was bombarded by his music in the studio around the time of Filament's demise, I do admit to becoming fond of his music. Now that I'm in the UK and he's got a new album out, he seems to be everywhere. To me, his face doesn't match his music at all... I can liken this feeling I have to one that most people experience when they first see their favourite radio dj in person... the voice very rarely matches the face.
Kudos to the guy at the Merc shop on Carnaby st. this lunch time. He was really sweet and helpful when I was trying to find something for my friend Karm for xmas. Not that I have much interest in shopping there, but if I did, I would.
10.12.02
As ever...
Dearbhla is always the finder of all that is cool and trendy... renouncing cat ownership for a single woman as, 'giving up' and a definitive trigger to a 'spinster alert'... Resolving to avoid this possibly precarious situation has opted to become the proud owner of one of these....
I really want one for my desk! Mind you it's so cold in there the damn things would probably freeze!
I dig the colour options!
Dearbhla is always the finder of all that is cool and trendy... renouncing cat ownership for a single woman as, 'giving up' and a definitive trigger to a 'spinster alert'... Resolving to avoid this possibly precarious situation has opted to become the proud owner of one of these....
I really want one for my desk! Mind you it's so cold in there the damn things would probably freeze!
I dig the colour options!
I would have never thought this would have happened to me...
I'm a self confessed sweet tooth. However, for some odd reason, ever since the weekend I've not been able to manage to drink my regular brew! It seems that it's suddenly become too sweet! How could this be? I usually take 2 sugars in my tea and now I'm cut down to one... What's a girl to do? How could such a thing happen? Is this a symptom of old age? Is it all down hill from here?
Our travellers have departed back to the land of Canadia, lets just hope they take this chilly weather with them! Darrell reports that it's minus 20 Celsius in Ottawa so we shouldn't feel so bad here!
11 more sleeps till I depart for Canadia... feeding extra mouths has severely depleted my bank account so I'm again accepting donations!
My permanent contract is due on my desk in the next few days. So strange in the wake of all the layoffs here in the last two weeks... I almost feel guilty, but not quite. If it was my time to go, I would have gone.
I'm a self confessed sweet tooth. However, for some odd reason, ever since the weekend I've not been able to manage to drink my regular brew! It seems that it's suddenly become too sweet! How could this be? I usually take 2 sugars in my tea and now I'm cut down to one... What's a girl to do? How could such a thing happen? Is this a symptom of old age? Is it all down hill from here?
Our travellers have departed back to the land of Canadia, lets just hope they take this chilly weather with them! Darrell reports that it's minus 20 Celsius in Ottawa so we shouldn't feel so bad here!
11 more sleeps till I depart for Canadia... feeding extra mouths has severely depleted my bank account so I'm again accepting donations!
My permanent contract is due on my desk in the next few days. So strange in the wake of all the layoffs here in the last two weeks... I almost feel guilty, but not quite. If it was my time to go, I would have gone.
9.12.02
I've got static cling...
in the lining of my new trousers! I'm not really complaining as I got them at this sale on Friday for 20£ they're 100% pure wool with a satiny lining! I'm having a bit of an 80's flashback to when I used to own a skirt made out of the same fabric as this lining and it was a nightmare to control during the winter. Living in London has greatly reduced the amount of static in my life... guess cause it's always so damp but this cold snap in the past few days has wreaked havoc!
I contemplated eating a pear from our Monday basket o' fruit... but went for the mandarin orange instead... It's getting the toss from the first minute I spot a seed. I'm trying to be a better fruit eater... on the whole, I can honestly admit to not liking much fruit, but I'm trying...
Went to spittalfields yesterday and picked up a really groovy pressie for Mark. I hope it fits.... I can't write what it is on the off chance he reads my blog and it spoils the surprise... That market is getting crazy, it used to be way more affordable! Guess cause the area is picking up so are the clientele as well as the prices!
My Amazon order is lost stolen or strayed, I'm most certain. One of Kaffin's xmas presents is in it! HELP!
in the lining of my new trousers! I'm not really complaining as I got them at this sale on Friday for 20£ they're 100% pure wool with a satiny lining! I'm having a bit of an 80's flashback to when I used to own a skirt made out of the same fabric as this lining and it was a nightmare to control during the winter. Living in London has greatly reduced the amount of static in my life... guess cause it's always so damp but this cold snap in the past few days has wreaked havoc!
I contemplated eating a pear from our Monday basket o' fruit... but went for the mandarin orange instead... It's getting the toss from the first minute I spot a seed. I'm trying to be a better fruit eater... on the whole, I can honestly admit to not liking much fruit, but I'm trying...
Went to spittalfields yesterday and picked up a really groovy pressie for Mark. I hope it fits.... I can't write what it is on the off chance he reads my blog and it spoils the surprise... That market is getting crazy, it used to be way more affordable! Guess cause the area is picking up so are the clientele as well as the prices!
My Amazon order is lost stolen or strayed, I'm most certain. One of Kaffin's xmas presents is in it! HELP!
5.12.02
It's a beautiful clear day!
Which translates to the fact that it's quite brisk. The sunlight and blue skies are indeed a treat! I'm sitting here waiting to have long over due meeting with my boss... after all the redundancies while I was away on holidays, I can't say I'm feeling too stable especially because I'm not yet permanent. tick tick tick
I'm quite pleased with yahoo's photo album, their upload functionality is stellar. Super quick really!
I'm so happy it's Thursday as the weekend approachith. It's always a long week when you first get back from time off. Only 16 more sleeps till I fly home.
Is this it? nuhhuhhh.... (ff)
they're too many stars and not enough sky (ta)
give me an hour, and I'll give your your dream(ff)
too bad the burial was premature she said and smiled (ta)
Which translates to the fact that it's quite brisk. The sunlight and blue skies are indeed a treat! I'm sitting here waiting to have long over due meeting with my boss... after all the redundancies while I was away on holidays, I can't say I'm feeling too stable especially because I'm not yet permanent. tick tick tick
I'm quite pleased with yahoo's photo album, their upload functionality is stellar. Super quick really!
I'm so happy it's Thursday as the weekend approachith. It's always a long week when you first get back from time off. Only 16 more sleeps till I fly home.
Is this it? nuhhuhhh.... (ff)
they're too many stars and not enough sky (ta)
give me an hour, and I'll give your your dream(ff)
too bad the burial was premature she said and smiled (ta)
4.12.02
Very Handy tool
thanks to http://www.nicelytoasted.net/burnt/for this ever so handy reference of the difference between words in the UK and Canadia. Sean, you can now follow what I'm writing about??? *poke*
thanks to http://www.nicelytoasted.net/burnt/for this ever so handy reference of the difference between words in the UK and Canadia. Sean, you can now follow what I'm writing about??? *poke*
I have this...
really unnatural desire to consume some of my mum's cream cheese icing....
it's a sickly coloured sky today and it sure is a raining!
xmas shopping this year has brought me no pleasure whatsoever... being on a budget never helps. I keep seeing loads of stuff I want to buy for my dad... he always gets so spoiled every year... it's so strange that he's gone... guess it will never feel normal again.
Jeff and annick are back from their travels! They're heading home on the 10th and are with us here in London till then. Sounds like they had a great adventure, but do indeed seem anxious to go home!
I had this dream last night where I was looking in the mirror and I had finally achieved perfectly shaped abs! dream indeed! I've been gyming it pretty good of late but no such luck just yet...
It's been so many years since I've said this... I can't wait to go home.
really unnatural desire to consume some of my mum's cream cheese icing....
it's a sickly coloured sky today and it sure is a raining!
xmas shopping this year has brought me no pleasure whatsoever... being on a budget never helps. I keep seeing loads of stuff I want to buy for my dad... he always gets so spoiled every year... it's so strange that he's gone... guess it will never feel normal again.
Jeff and annick are back from their travels! They're heading home on the 10th and are with us here in London till then. Sounds like they had a great adventure, but do indeed seem anxious to go home!
I had this dream last night where I was looking in the mirror and I had finally achieved perfectly shaped abs! dream indeed! I've been gyming it pretty good of late but no such luck just yet...
It's been so many years since I've said this... I can't wait to go home.
2.12.02
so i'm lacking...
a bit of inspiration, having enjoyed my week away from blogging... in this state of laziness I'm inclined to pirate Sarah's style of summarizing events of the recent past...
highlights include:
-witnessing a near mugging in the street while waiting for the bus to take us to the airport
-arriving at the airport in perfect time (this is very novel for me)
-Ryan air flight departing and arriving on time!
-Stanstead airport being a complete ghost town
-paying 19£ each for a return ticket on the Stanstead express...
-having an awkward misunderstanding with a friend who thought we were staying with them instead of in the hotel we already booked
-feeling kind of special in that some of the familiar faces in town still remembered me after all those years
-drinking loads of great Guinness
-feeling really old being surrounded buy 21 year old students (both at jo's student union here in London and in the smoking dog in Lyon)
-immeasurable amounts of love and kisses
-dirt cheap fags
-surprisingly bad food
-a nice feeling of catharsis (can't help but feel a little bit Dawson's Creek writing that...)
-rain rain and more sodding rain
-silence, beautiful calm silence
-very desolate gay bars
-amazingly friendly and nice locals
-air traffic control strike
-the usual Sarah pre-departure anxiety panic
-CNN
-the movie Pecker
-just how rude Londoners are compared to people in Lyon
-the joy of sleeping in our own bed again
-a hair raising visit to Vidal Sassoon for free hair cuts
-a terribly large piss up with the Frameworks gang
-a new house plant (nice big palm)
-practicaly biting through the inside of my mouth during a really strange dream, ouch!
-big layoffs at my job (i'm spared for now)
I can and may expand on some of these points at a later date...
It's good to be back.
a bit of inspiration, having enjoyed my week away from blogging... in this state of laziness I'm inclined to pirate Sarah's style of summarizing events of the recent past...
highlights include:
-witnessing a near mugging in the street while waiting for the bus to take us to the airport
-arriving at the airport in perfect time (this is very novel for me)
-Ryan air flight departing and arriving on time!
-Stanstead airport being a complete ghost town
-paying 19£ each for a return ticket on the Stanstead express...
-having an awkward misunderstanding with a friend who thought we were staying with them instead of in the hotel we already booked
-feeling kind of special in that some of the familiar faces in town still remembered me after all those years
-drinking loads of great Guinness
-feeling really old being surrounded buy 21 year old students (both at jo's student union here in London and in the smoking dog in Lyon)
-immeasurable amounts of love and kisses
-dirt cheap fags
-surprisingly bad food
-a nice feeling of catharsis (can't help but feel a little bit Dawson's Creek writing that...)
-rain rain and more sodding rain
-silence, beautiful calm silence
-very desolate gay bars
-amazingly friendly and nice locals
-air traffic control strike
-the usual Sarah pre-departure anxiety panic
-CNN
-the movie Pecker
-just how rude Londoners are compared to people in Lyon
-the joy of sleeping in our own bed again
-a hair raising visit to Vidal Sassoon for free hair cuts
-a terribly large piss up with the Frameworks gang
-a new house plant (nice big palm)
-practicaly biting through the inside of my mouth during a really strange dream, ouch!
-big layoffs at my job (i'm spared for now)
I can and may expand on some of these points at a later date...
It's good to be back.
22.11.02
oh yea...
So i'm standing at the bus stop this morning with no idea what time it is... I'm lost without my Hazel, she's at home relaxing enjoying her time off...
across the road parked on the footpath (UK) sidewalk (CDN) was a British Telecom service van. All who were stood at the bus stop stared blankly at the man as he sat in his van. Suddenly as if by magic, he started up the ignition and revved the engine and prepared to depart, which meant dismounting the curb and merging with the traffic on the other side of the road... He did the manoeuvre with great stealth... and the split second he pulled into the traffic stream, he poked his tongue out at all of us a the bus stop, and sped off...
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So i'm standing at the bus stop this morning with no idea what time it is... I'm lost without my Hazel, she's at home relaxing enjoying her time off...
across the road parked on the footpath (UK) sidewalk (CDN) was a British Telecom service van. All who were stood at the bus stop stared blankly at the man as he sat in his van. Suddenly as if by magic, he started up the ignition and revved the engine and prepared to depart, which meant dismounting the curb and merging with the traffic on the other side of the road... He did the manoeuvre with great stealth... and the split second he pulled into the traffic stream, he poked his tongue out at all of us a the bus stop, and sped off...
?
the pumpkins that smashith
the other day at work I was bored... so while doing my normal tasks I stumbled upon this dusty page deep within the Austrian portal that was no longer live... it was a volume of 5 video segments than ran in total for about 30mins. It was a trip from the rise to the fall of the smashing pumpkins. It starts out in a car with Billy speaking about the beginning of the band, he's driving while being interviewed... The story continues and details their rise to fame, stories about meeting band members... sex, drugs, music... heroin overdoses, death. What struck me the most was the music. I've never been a big fan, I can indeed admit to loving some of their songs and even surprisingly own the Ave Adore album, which I can not for the life of me remember buying... anyhoo... It's absolutely incredible what great musicians they are. I'm not at all in the know about these things but the parts of the documentary that covered their creative process, hard work and absolute obsession with perfection was really commendable. Certainly not your flippant rock star scenario, these kids worked hard. They're certainly not for everyone but the drumming and the vocals synch it for me.
One more sleep till ve go to ze countree of france, c'est vachement cool ou quoi?
hmmm, maybe I should enlist a guest blogger while I'm away... anyone interested?
the other day at work I was bored... so while doing my normal tasks I stumbled upon this dusty page deep within the Austrian portal that was no longer live... it was a volume of 5 video segments than ran in total for about 30mins. It was a trip from the rise to the fall of the smashing pumpkins. It starts out in a car with Billy speaking about the beginning of the band, he's driving while being interviewed... The story continues and details their rise to fame, stories about meeting band members... sex, drugs, music... heroin overdoses, death. What struck me the most was the music. I've never been a big fan, I can indeed admit to loving some of their songs and even surprisingly own the Ave Adore album, which I can not for the life of me remember buying... anyhoo... It's absolutely incredible what great musicians they are. I'm not at all in the know about these things but the parts of the documentary that covered their creative process, hard work and absolute obsession with perfection was really commendable. Certainly not your flippant rock star scenario, these kids worked hard. They're certainly not for everyone but the drumming and the vocals synch it for me.
One more sleep till ve go to ze countree of france, c'est vachement cool ou quoi?
hmmm, maybe I should enlist a guest blogger while I'm away... anyone interested?
21.11.02
sometimes...
I kind of get the feeling that keeping a blog is like keeping a sticker book. Back when I was wee, it was all the rage to collect stickers, trade them and so on. It was a good time. So is this. At least this way, I'm not competing for the ever ellusive 'garbage pail kids' sticker!
I kind of get the feeling that keeping a blog is like keeping a sticker book. Back when I was wee, it was all the rage to collect stickers, trade them and so on. It was a good time. So is this. At least this way, I'm not competing for the ever ellusive 'garbage pail kids' sticker!
for some odd reason...
I managed to leave the house this morning without my jacket... I think it's because I'm wearing a suit jacket and shirt today. I thought I would try something new... but, yea... I'm still wearing jeans and trainers along with it... I'm fashionable challenged... I know.
It's very damp today, not so much cold but wet wet wet... hey, wasn't that the name of a terrible boy band. God, maybe I should delete the three wets as I'm sure I'm going to end up with some unsuspecting porn searchers at my site, god knows I already get enough hits from pervs looking for pictures of ...
Hazel asked me the most bizarre question on the way to the bus this morning... 'if you could come up with a new name for a colour, what would it be?' I responded ' ickle' it would be a grey/black/brown colour.... 'honey, have you seen my ickle coloured jumper?' I love it already! A while back I came up with this idea with this designer I worked with at Mitel... it was to invent a line of clothing for the discriminating designer... it was a line of t-shirts or tops made to match their exactly CMYK colour reference... geeky indeed... but we talked of having the numbers somewhere small across the chest or on the arm band... of course the silliness spawned into RGB jeans etc... I'm quite thankful that never happened... mind you, now after I've written it, someone is going to stumble upon my site, rip the idea and make millions... well, if you do... please remember the little people. *snivels*
As of late I've been pondering a bunch of things... my grieving is subsiding a bit so it's allowed for a bit more room to move about. I've been wondering, just what sort of catalyst one would require to fully come into their own... I know time is the best way to become one with yourself and such... I've got evidence of this as now in winter I wear a hat and don't care how silly I look, because I'm warm... I want to transfer some of that self assurance into all elements of my life... Some might say I need to embark on a challenge of sorts and push myself to the utter limits of my soul in order to see my true self... I don't think it's that easy. I think I have to rely on time and patience and just absorb things in until there is no more room for uncertainty. How long will that take... will it take as long as it takes that woman in that poem 'when i'm old I'll wear purple'?
I managed to leave the house this morning without my jacket... I think it's because I'm wearing a suit jacket and shirt today. I thought I would try something new... but, yea... I'm still wearing jeans and trainers along with it... I'm fashionable challenged... I know.
It's very damp today, not so much cold but wet wet wet... hey, wasn't that the name of a terrible boy band. God, maybe I should delete the three wets as I'm sure I'm going to end up with some unsuspecting porn searchers at my site, god knows I already get enough hits from pervs looking for pictures of ...
Hazel asked me the most bizarre question on the way to the bus this morning... 'if you could come up with a new name for a colour, what would it be?' I responded ' ickle' it would be a grey/black/brown colour.... 'honey, have you seen my ickle coloured jumper?' I love it already! A while back I came up with this idea with this designer I worked with at Mitel... it was to invent a line of clothing for the discriminating designer... it was a line of t-shirts or tops made to match their exactly CMYK colour reference... geeky indeed... but we talked of having the numbers somewhere small across the chest or on the arm band... of course the silliness spawned into RGB jeans etc... I'm quite thankful that never happened... mind you, now after I've written it, someone is going to stumble upon my site, rip the idea and make millions... well, if you do... please remember the little people. *snivels*
As of late I've been pondering a bunch of things... my grieving is subsiding a bit so it's allowed for a bit more room to move about. I've been wondering, just what sort of catalyst one would require to fully come into their own... I know time is the best way to become one with yourself and such... I've got evidence of this as now in winter I wear a hat and don't care how silly I look, because I'm warm... I want to transfer some of that self assurance into all elements of my life... Some might say I need to embark on a challenge of sorts and push myself to the utter limits of my soul in order to see my true self... I don't think it's that easy. I think I have to rely on time and patience and just absorb things in until there is no more room for uncertainty. How long will that take... will it take as long as it takes that woman in that poem 'when i'm old I'll wear purple'?
20.11.02
Only 3 more sleeps till...
Our holiday! I'm getting quite excited! I know not everyone is a fan, but the Beaujolais nouveau is released tomorrow (too bad we're not there for the free samples they give out on the street) The French mostly hate it it's just us silly foreigners who consume it... I wish we could stay long enough to catch the festival de lumieres which is on the 8th... It's so lovely!
We watched the movie 'The others' last night. I can quite confidently say that it was 2h of my life that I'll never get back... I can't imagine it was a surprise to anyone watching the film as not but 10 minutes in, it was clear as day that they were all dead... dear god, what a terrible film...
My big work project is pretty much finished, so there isn't much to do... wonder how I'm going to manage to fill up the rest of the week...
Ah yes, all the tenants in our block received a letter threatening anyone playing loud music at unacceptable times of the day will be evicted with 1 months notice, no argument. Strange, for some odd reason the bratty University kids didn't pump their stereo last night... aww such a shame!
Our holiday! I'm getting quite excited! I know not everyone is a fan, but the Beaujolais nouveau is released tomorrow (too bad we're not there for the free samples they give out on the street) The French mostly hate it it's just us silly foreigners who consume it... I wish we could stay long enough to catch the festival de lumieres which is on the 8th... It's so lovely!
We watched the movie 'The others' last night. I can quite confidently say that it was 2h of my life that I'll never get back... I can't imagine it was a surprise to anyone watching the film as not but 10 minutes in, it was clear as day that they were all dead... dear god, what a terrible film...
My big work project is pretty much finished, so there isn't much to do... wonder how I'm going to manage to fill up the rest of the week...
Ah yes, all the tenants in our block received a letter threatening anyone playing loud music at unacceptable times of the day will be evicted with 1 months notice, no argument. Strange, for some odd reason the bratty University kids didn't pump their stereo last night... aww such a shame!
19.11.02
so...
yea, the shitty kids three doors down, thought they would be clever and do the loud music late at night thing just to spite all their neighbours whom already want to murder them. Pumping bass from 11pm -12pm again last night...just to make a point to let us all know that daddy's money will protect them from anyone's nasty interfering with their lives?... god help us.
KJ and Simon rang me last night. What a treat to hear from them. I feel kind of bad as I was so knackered after I got home last night... my unusually poisonous hormones aren't helping either... I'm just no fun to be around right now, so I suppose this bad hair day I'm having isn't helping either...
time for holiday... only 4 more sleeps
yea, the shitty kids three doors down, thought they would be clever and do the loud music late at night thing just to spite all their neighbours whom already want to murder them. Pumping bass from 11pm -12pm again last night...just to make a point to let us all know that daddy's money will protect them from anyone's nasty interfering with their lives?... god help us.
KJ and Simon rang me last night. What a treat to hear from them. I feel kind of bad as I was so knackered after I got home last night... my unusually poisonous hormones aren't helping either... I'm just no fun to be around right now, so I suppose this bad hair day I'm having isn't helping either...
time for holiday... only 4 more sleeps
18.11.02
What a beautiful misty morning
Didn't feel that exciting when I first hauled ass out of bed... could have something to do with our little spoiled brat student neighbours who live 3 doors down and two floors above us, who decided to throw a party and play super loud music, starting at midnight... it was Sunday night for goodness sake... After nearly all the tenants were standing outside screaming up to their flat asking for the music to be turned down, all that was responded was the two finger salute and a lot of stomping on the floor. So we called the police... who don't deal with this anymore... so we called the noise pollution 24h hotline... guess what, due to budget cutbacks, it's only open 9-5... why bother? so we ring the cops again, and go back inside... 30 mins later, the brats had caught wind that the cops were on the way and turned off the music and kicked everyone out... Cops arrived, and were really sweet, terribly young, they couldn't have been older than 20! They told us to let them know if it kicked off again, then left...So near to 2am we finally fell asleep. *sends evil vibes to ignorant rich students who's parents may be bankrolling them*.... but as my mother always said... 'money can not buy class'
15.11.02
sleep is the enemy...
such as it seems on the weekend... weekdays I just can't get enough. Miss H and I were jolted awake at half two in the morning thinking the alarm went off... of course it hadn't but sure did manage to disturb the rest of the night's slumber... all well doo lally as we left the house- late of course...
It was so funny! ... On our way out, I dropped my glove in the empty rubbish bin outside the loft while trying to chuck in the bin bag... I had a skirt on so miss hazel, fag in hand, climbed up (me holding her by the back of her slacks) trying to fish out my glove using my umbrella... Seriously I was laughing so hard I was crying... you know that uncontrollable laugh/cry thing? Feck, I even have tears in my eyes writing this down... it's amazing how a good laugh first thing in the morning can really make a difference in your mood for the rest of the day!
How super is it that it's Friday?
13.11.02
proof that we were indeed the most ordinary people at the ICA sat. night!
not that we're featured in these pics but you can get an idea of what it was like...
not that we're featured in these pics but you can get an idea of what it was like...
12.11.02
I've dropped around a few sprinklings of letters to people I haven't spoken to in ages. It's so much fun to get little sparks of life from friends a far. give it a try, I dare you.
The sun has broken through the clouds and the white building across the road from my desk looks a bit like a Greek palace because the sky is that blue. but trust me, it's not a palace but a terrible counsel flat with the worst possible netting in the windows I think I've ever seen.
I've noticed how my narrative in this blog has gradually changed here in the last year, I've gone from almost entirely self reflective to outward facing... hmm. I guess it narrows down to the thrill of response, human interaction... guess that's why we humans have stuck around for so long.
11.11.02
le weekend, un reportage de sarah jarrett...
I spent approximately 4-5h on my own in the flat yesterday... not doing much but some laundry, some lounging and some snoozing. It was so fabulous. I spend so much time running around, working, commuting, working out, socializing... I'm just never home alone. It was really chill.
went to the electroLaB party at the ICA on Saturday night. What an interesting event. It was the culmination of everyone from st. martens and goldsmiths, the bigger and whiter and shinier the stilettos were, the better! Couple them with some pink or bright coloured fishnets and you were FABulous! All joking aside, it was a very interesting crowd. Micha and Keith joined us, which proved to be a good laugh. The rain at the end of the evening was not the highlight... I didn't think it was humanly possible to get that soaked! However, the gods were smiling upon us as we all managed to secure seats on the 38 on the way home... nothing to scoff at folks.
It's beautiful and sunny here today. All the office is sick and sniffling. *covers mouth and nose* I'm really not wanting to play that game! only 12 more days till our holiday! Funds are running terribly low. Donations will be accepted.
I spent approximately 4-5h on my own in the flat yesterday... not doing much but some laundry, some lounging and some snoozing. It was so fabulous. I spend so much time running around, working, commuting, working out, socializing... I'm just never home alone. It was really chill.
went to the electroLaB party at the ICA on Saturday night. What an interesting event. It was the culmination of everyone from st. martens and goldsmiths, the bigger and whiter and shinier the stilettos were, the better! Couple them with some pink or bright coloured fishnets and you were FABulous! All joking aside, it was a very interesting crowd. Micha and Keith joined us, which proved to be a good laugh. The rain at the end of the evening was not the highlight... I didn't think it was humanly possible to get that soaked! However, the gods were smiling upon us as we all managed to secure seats on the 38 on the way home... nothing to scoff at folks.
It's beautiful and sunny here today. All the office is sick and sniffling. *covers mouth and nose* I'm really not wanting to play that game! only 12 more days till our holiday! Funds are running terribly low. Donations will be accepted.
8.11.02
A letch at the bus stop- the tale of a sad city...
This blog is officially one of my favourite new blogs that I've stumbled across!
Hauling ass to the bus this morning... we got off at Angel to change onto the 30... had a wee chat with our new found French friends who sell coffee and pain au chocolate outside the station. Nice guys. So there we stand in the crowds of people in the gloomy rain... out of the corner of my eye I spot this man who makes kissy kissy actions in my direction... Hazel and I laughed it off and ponder what on earth he could possibly be thinking he could gain by doing this. We thought nothing of it... not but a minute later, he's bumbled through the people and planted himself right next to us and continues his suggestive antics. We were like... hello? you freaking nutter! So we make a loud statement something to the lines of 'it's rather unfortunate that some people are just so rude and intrusive' and walked to the other side of the bus shelter.... Yea, you guessed it. Not but a few moments later he was there again, right in our faces. At that point the bus arrived which was a pretty good thing because at that point I was ready to throttle him. Sicko!
The thing that disheartens me more than his unacceptable letching over two women at a bus stop in the early morning, is the fact that there were so many people around and no one did anything. I mean, if some guy was doing that to another woman and I was there I would certainly pipe up and make it very clear that his actions were not acceptable and that he should sod off... not a man or a woman said a thing... no one wanted to interfere...that is the saddest of all.
This blog is officially one of my favourite new blogs that I've stumbled across!
Hauling ass to the bus this morning... we got off at Angel to change onto the 30... had a wee chat with our new found French friends who sell coffee and pain au chocolate outside the station. Nice guys. So there we stand in the crowds of people in the gloomy rain... out of the corner of my eye I spot this man who makes kissy kissy actions in my direction... Hazel and I laughed it off and ponder what on earth he could possibly be thinking he could gain by doing this. We thought nothing of it... not but a minute later, he's bumbled through the people and planted himself right next to us and continues his suggestive antics. We were like... hello? you freaking nutter! So we make a loud statement something to the lines of 'it's rather unfortunate that some people are just so rude and intrusive' and walked to the other side of the bus shelter.... Yea, you guessed it. Not but a few moments later he was there again, right in our faces. At that point the bus arrived which was a pretty good thing because at that point I was ready to throttle him. Sicko!
The thing that disheartens me more than his unacceptable letching over two women at a bus stop in the early morning, is the fact that there were so many people around and no one did anything. I mean, if some guy was doing that to another woman and I was there I would certainly pipe up and make it very clear that his actions were not acceptable and that he should sod off... not a man or a woman said a thing... no one wanted to interfere...that is the saddest of all.
7.11.02
Sainsbury's
The sainsbury's at Angel is now open 24h a day. The joy and turmoil, it's hard to recount... Miss H and I stopped in on our way home after meeting up with Theo for a drink... We were by no means, drunk but I believe we were only there to buy fixings to make tacos but ended up spending like 40£ between the two of us... items of note on our shopping lists were...
- 1 joint of beef (hello?) what's that about? I'll have to take pictures as to how Hazel plans to consume this monstrosity...
- 3 yoghurts of various variety (including peach crumble and chocolate banana crunch... no nutritional value in sight)
- taco fixings... including cheese, salsa, avocados, yellow pepper, and taco shells
- Now magazine
- 1 beautiful stainless steel olive oil decanter filled with extra fine virgin olive oil (Hazel couldn't resist, we HAD to own it)
How it amounted to that much... I'll never know... I think they saw us coming a mile away... either that or they've added on a night time service charge... or think we're drunk and stupid... which we weren't but still... why am I so confused?
However, to their credit, Sainsbury's has come up with some great gift ideas for xmas... my favourite being, the chocolate fondue pot. Hmm, someone on my list is going to get that for sure!
6.11.02
today I walked to the bus stop and my socks and trousers got wet from the lashing rain
yesterday I had a great Japanese meal with a friend
the day before I went to the gym and when I was finished, had a nice steam sauna
the day before that I had a terrible hangover
the day before that I walked around town in the rain and got my socks wet
the day before that I rented a bad movie
the day before that, I can't remember a thing
4.11.02
Again the ball of fire has risen in the skies above London
much has transpired over the weekend... hopefully all will settle. The rain and gloomy weather sure did add in it's fair share of pathetic fallacy... lighter notes include being on the 38 on the way home on saturday night after 5 too many martinis taking the role of the bus asshole and dodging anti-Canadian - south park - fueled insults by Keith and Hazel and a screeming queen who was more than delighted to take part...
Busy week ahead... meeting with hon tomorrow night and Therese on Thursday... gym in-between, oh yes and if I'm lucky I might just make it home sometime in between all of that.
Can I just say... do I look like a freaking prossie? I think not. I went across the road last night out into the big bad world outside my loft compound *scoff* and some freaking punter honks his horn at me and tries to follow along beside me... I mean come on now. I'm walking across the road to the shop... so I exit the shop and he's circled around the green and come back and honks again just on the off chance that I am indeed a hooker and I'm just playing hard to get... now I've seen some of the ladies who occasionally work the corners around my street and I can tell you for damn sure they look rough as hell. I really felt like going over to the guys car and asking him if he was having a laugh? Eww eww.
much has transpired over the weekend... hopefully all will settle. The rain and gloomy weather sure did add in it's fair share of pathetic fallacy... lighter notes include being on the 38 on the way home on saturday night after 5 too many martinis taking the role of the bus asshole and dodging anti-Canadian - south park - fueled insults by Keith and Hazel and a screeming queen who was more than delighted to take part...
Busy week ahead... meeting with hon tomorrow night and Therese on Thursday... gym in-between, oh yes and if I'm lucky I might just make it home sometime in between all of that.
Can I just say... do I look like a freaking prossie? I think not. I went across the road last night out into the big bad world outside my loft compound *scoff* and some freaking punter honks his horn at me and tries to follow along beside me... I mean come on now. I'm walking across the road to the shop... so I exit the shop and he's circled around the green and come back and honks again just on the off chance that I am indeed a hooker and I'm just playing hard to get... now I've seen some of the ladies who occasionally work the corners around my street and I can tell you for damn sure they look rough as hell. I really felt like going over to the guys car and asking him if he was having a laugh? Eww eww.
1.11.02
I never thought it was humanly possible for time to pass by so slowly. It's only 14h28 and the minutes are dragging by. I've been clock watching since 13h40 could that be the reason. I think the fact that it started getting dark at quarter past three doesn't help matters much either. Gosh darn it, If had only gotten in on time this morning I could duck out of here early. damn me.
I'm checking though our newest Norwegian site boy does it ever make life exciting...
Please someone... entertain me, or sign me out?
*hides under desk*
I'm checking though our newest Norwegian site boy does it ever make life exciting...
Please someone... entertain me, or sign me out?
*hides under desk*
31.10.02
Happy Hallowe'en!
Am i the only person who spells it this way? I remember it being drilled into me while I was at school. Even spell check doesn't like it. Well too, bad... it's one of the VERY few words I spell correctly, so gosh darn it, I'm taking advantage.
There is nothing good on radio 6 today... seriously my ears are bleeding... someone help me.
How much to I love liam lynch's song 'The united states of whatever'? lots :)
I wonder if I can forego my healthy eating attempts and indulge in some chockies in celebration of the day of ghoulishness?
Only 23 more days till our holiday to France!
Am i the only person who spells it this way? I remember it being drilled into me while I was at school. Even spell check doesn't like it. Well too, bad... it's one of the VERY few words I spell correctly, so gosh darn it, I'm taking advantage.
There is nothing good on radio 6 today... seriously my ears are bleeding... someone help me.
How much to I love liam lynch's song 'The united states of whatever'? lots :)
I wonder if I can forego my healthy eating attempts and indulge in some chockies in celebration of the day of ghoulishness?
Only 23 more days till our holiday to France!
29.10.02
I'm certainly no developer... but man oh man...
I was working in our CMS (content management system) today and just my luck... while changing a sub-channel name from upper to lower case the whole freaking primary channel wiped. PANIC is too mild to describe this occurrence. Luckily it turns out that I didn't do it, in fact the CMS had been having glitches for the past couple days. PHEW. My god. Deleting an entire content section on a live site that includes live feeds! How fired would I have been?
*heart still racing at 1000 bpm*
I think I'm going to go and work in a shop... less potential for terror in the workplace... hmm less money... yea, scrap that.
I was working in our CMS (content management system) today and just my luck... while changing a sub-channel name from upper to lower case the whole freaking primary channel wiped. PANIC is too mild to describe this occurrence. Luckily it turns out that I didn't do it, in fact the CMS had been having glitches for the past couple days. PHEW. My god. Deleting an entire content section on a live site that includes live feeds! How fired would I have been?
*heart still racing at 1000 bpm*
I think I'm going to go and work in a shop... less potential for terror in the workplace... hmm less money... yea, scrap that.
28.10.02
I can't seem to maintain any sort of posture or even remotely eat healthily...
no amount of tea can warm my tooties as I sit here at my desk...
Beth from Portishead has a new album out and they're sampling it on radio 6... it's pretty disappointing... man, just shows how much beats did for her... sorry Beth.
I have no idea what to buy mum for her b'day...
perhaps the steam room will provide some solace... aren't I just the ray of sunshine today?
no amount of tea can warm my tooties as I sit here at my desk...
Beth from Portishead has a new album out and they're sampling it on radio 6... it's pretty disappointing... man, just shows how much beats did for her... sorry Beth.
I have no idea what to buy mum for her b'day...
perhaps the steam room will provide some solace... aren't I just the ray of sunshine today?
24.10.02
Let Go
drink up, baby down
mmm, are you in or are you out
leave your things behind
'cause it's all going off without you
excuse me, too busy you¡¯re writing your tragedy
these mishaps
you bubble wrap
when you've no idea what you're like
so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it's so amazing here
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
it gains the more it gives
and then it rises with the fall
so hand me that remote
can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow
such boundless pleasure
we've no time for later now
you can't await your own arrival
you've 20 seconds to comply
so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it's so amazing here
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
-Frou Frou
drink up, baby down
mmm, are you in or are you out
leave your things behind
'cause it's all going off without you
excuse me, too busy you¡¯re writing your tragedy
these mishaps
you bubble wrap
when you've no idea what you're like
so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it's so amazing here
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
it gains the more it gives
and then it rises with the fall
so hand me that remote
can't you see that all that stuff's a sideshow
such boundless pleasure
we've no time for later now
you can't await your own arrival
you've 20 seconds to comply
so let go, jump in
oh well, whatcha waiting for
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
so let go, just get in
oh, it's so amazing here
it's alright
'cause there's beauty in the breakdown
-Frou Frou
I just had a gleeful visit to the stationary bunker downstairs...
the fruits of my newly collected bounty include:
-a gummy wrist protector to cushion my wrists as I type
-blue staples! *wicked*
-a pencil sharpener (I haven't had one of those in years)
My day is officially complete. I'm in stationary heaven!
the fruits of my newly collected bounty include:
-a gummy wrist protector to cushion my wrists as I type
-blue staples! *wicked*
-a pencil sharpener (I haven't had one of those in years)
My day is officially complete. I'm in stationary heaven!
Just had my flu jab...
Didn't hurt but I feel kind of woozy... and there's a lump in my throat... I'm sure I'll live. Much better than getting the flu let me tell you. Did you know that they use egg in the flu shot... or some dirititive of sorts... guess if you're vegan, you have to just suffer with the flu.
Work is much less stressful to day, infact I dare to state that I've been borderline unproductive this morning... naughty me.
Tori Amos is playing in London in January to support her new album. Miss H and I are going to go, should be quite good! I figure she's such a great musician I should take the chance to see her before chance decides to not align things like this again.... god I sound like such a drip!
Hoping that my flu shot doesn't slow me down too much, I think I may just do a quick stop over at the gym this lunch... I figure if I do half my workout at lunch and half after work I'll have more time to myself at home in the evenings and reduce the frequency of arriving home at nearly 10pm
How badly do I need a hair cut? desperately... I'm the person walking down the st. who hasn't seen my hairdresser since The beginning of Aug! Trying to maintain a fashion cut after it's grown out is not an easy feat... It's sad. just very sad.
Can I just say, thank god for internet radio... it's my lifeline while at work.
Didn't hurt but I feel kind of woozy... and there's a lump in my throat... I'm sure I'll live. Much better than getting the flu let me tell you. Did you know that they use egg in the flu shot... or some dirititive of sorts... guess if you're vegan, you have to just suffer with the flu.
Work is much less stressful to day, infact I dare to state that I've been borderline unproductive this morning... naughty me.
Tori Amos is playing in London in January to support her new album. Miss H and I are going to go, should be quite good! I figure she's such a great musician I should take the chance to see her before chance decides to not align things like this again.... god I sound like such a drip!
Hoping that my flu shot doesn't slow me down too much, I think I may just do a quick stop over at the gym this lunch... I figure if I do half my workout at lunch and half after work I'll have more time to myself at home in the evenings and reduce the frequency of arriving home at nearly 10pm
How badly do I need a hair cut? desperately... I'm the person walking down the st. who hasn't seen my hairdresser since The beginning of Aug! Trying to maintain a fashion cut after it's grown out is not an easy feat... It's sad. just very sad.
Can I just say, thank god for internet radio... it's my lifeline while at work.
22.10.02
I have worked here for just over a month now...
I've noticed for the first time today that I have two large desk lamps on my desk. Previous to this, I had not noted... Why are they there? Why did I take so long to notice? Why is there a rainbow coloured laye (flower thingie) around the neck of one of them?
Why? for the love of god, why did I now notice till now?
I've noticed for the first time today that I have two large desk lamps on my desk. Previous to this, I had not noted... Why are they there? Why did I take so long to notice? Why is there a rainbow coloured laye (flower thingie) around the neck of one of them?
Why? for the love of god, why did I now notice till now?
I think it could have something to do with being back at the gym again almost everyday... but I have this insatiable hunger... I could literally eat anything at anytime of the day....
it's grey and uber rainy here in the grand ol' city of London today.
Can I just say how surprisingly warm fishnet stockings are? I'm mighty impressed.
It's like a ghost town here this morning... my boss is off sick, one person out on holidays and someone else just hasn't bothered to show up (yet)... not very motivating but hey, someone's got to work.
speaking of work... duty calls...
it's grey and uber rainy here in the grand ol' city of London today.
Can I just say how surprisingly warm fishnet stockings are? I'm mighty impressed.
It's like a ghost town here this morning... my boss is off sick, one person out on holidays and someone else just hasn't bothered to show up (yet)... not very motivating but hey, someone's got to work.
speaking of work... duty calls...
21.10.02
Jolt
Thanks to Sarah who had a reference in her blog to this site... which reminded me of this excellent comercial I remember only seeing it on showcase during the GLB film festival but it was a good-un!
For all those who have not lived in Canada before... Jolt is a cola with twice the amount of caffine as any other cola beverage...
Thanks to Sarah who had a reference in her blog to this site... which reminded me of this excellent comercial I remember only seeing it on showcase during the GLB film festival but it was a good-un!
For all those who have not lived in Canada before... Jolt is a cola with twice the amount of caffine as any other cola beverage...
17.10.02
Hi my name is Sarah...
and I'm a Frou Frou addict... more specifically my weakness has been exposed as track 1 and 7.
Phew, now I've got that off my chest, I think I can get on with my day... oh yes, that doesn't mean that I'm going to stop listening.
The sun is so big and yellow today, the sky so blue, it's dang gorgeous.
I tried taking the tube this morning in a trial run to see if it was better than taking the bus... Not a chance... what a nightmare.... I honestly don't know how people do it... It's like a mob scene and I only went three stops. Never again. I shall weather the climate and the clogged roads rather than be part of the underground human sausage factory.
I'm supposed to be going to this drinks thing tonight with the recruitment company who connected me with this job... I'm not terribly interested but they rang and e-mailed so many times that I felt obliged to say yes. I shall then forego my gym-tivities this pm and trundle off to Faringdon to mill around with people I don't know... Perhaps the hob knobbing will come in handy a couple years from now (or a few months if my contract isn't renewed) when I'm looking for work again. I always feel like such a little kid at things like this...
want to know what the winning lotto numbers are going to be on Saturday? I'm thinking 5, 34, 19, 8, 17, 1
and I'm a Frou Frou addict... more specifically my weakness has been exposed as track 1 and 7.
Phew, now I've got that off my chest, I think I can get on with my day... oh yes, that doesn't mean that I'm going to stop listening.
The sun is so big and yellow today, the sky so blue, it's dang gorgeous.
I tried taking the tube this morning in a trial run to see if it was better than taking the bus... Not a chance... what a nightmare.... I honestly don't know how people do it... It's like a mob scene and I only went three stops. Never again. I shall weather the climate and the clogged roads rather than be part of the underground human sausage factory.
I'm supposed to be going to this drinks thing tonight with the recruitment company who connected me with this job... I'm not terribly interested but they rang and e-mailed so many times that I felt obliged to say yes. I shall then forego my gym-tivities this pm and trundle off to Faringdon to mill around with people I don't know... Perhaps the hob knobbing will come in handy a couple years from now (or a few months if my contract isn't renewed) when I'm looking for work again. I always feel like such a little kid at things like this...
want to know what the winning lotto numbers are going to be on Saturday? I'm thinking 5, 34, 19, 8, 17, 1
16.10.02
Mystery fruit
so yes, as so it goes, I've noticed a strange phenomenon here in ze office... At the beginning of every week, provisions of various fruits arrive in the second floor kitchen... it's the special kitchen that dispenses yummy dr. pepper sodie pops for free. So anyways, back to the fruit. It arrives there and somehow, a portion of it arrives upstairs to the third floor where I work in the lounge/plasma screen tele area. There is a fair quantity and a good selection of various types of fruitful fancy... Then, as if by magic... within a day it's all gone... nothing left but a stray bruised banana. I've never seen anyone eat any of it, nor have I been brave enough to try it myself... but yes indeedy it goes. I'm thinking perhaps it's the TV production team that is responsible for the consumption. Be that as it may, I'm still puzzled as I've never before witnessed fruit provisions from an employer before... super strange. Maybe someone's family owns a fruit stand... I don't know. Gee, the things I waste my time pondering about.
what's the difference between provision and ration? is the only difference is that a ration is limited? But provisions can be limited too, when does a provision become a ration or visa versa?
I love my new gym. I did a tae bo class last night for the first time in over a year. Man, I did we ever look like a bunch of twats. But all the right parts are experiencing a dull ache today so it's all good. I don't' think I'll ever find a class that is as good as the one Eldon ran at Mitel... he knew his stuff, and made you work hard till you thought you were going to die... ahh the joys of exercise.
I've booked my flight home for xmas, finally found a direct one, it cost about 60£ more but it was much more attractive than transferring in Frankfurt and adding an extra 8h total flying time...
Can't wait to go home and see everyone, I really wish I had the money to bring miss Hazel with me...
Yesterday morning I dreamt that I was getting ready to have tea with my dad. I was so excited, sadly I was awoken by the alarm clock before he actually arrived. That would have been so nice....
so yes, as so it goes, I've noticed a strange phenomenon here in ze office... At the beginning of every week, provisions of various fruits arrive in the second floor kitchen... it's the special kitchen that dispenses yummy dr. pepper sodie pops for free. So anyways, back to the fruit. It arrives there and somehow, a portion of it arrives upstairs to the third floor where I work in the lounge/plasma screen tele area. There is a fair quantity and a good selection of various types of fruitful fancy... Then, as if by magic... within a day it's all gone... nothing left but a stray bruised banana. I've never seen anyone eat any of it, nor have I been brave enough to try it myself... but yes indeedy it goes. I'm thinking perhaps it's the TV production team that is responsible for the consumption. Be that as it may, I'm still puzzled as I've never before witnessed fruit provisions from an employer before... super strange. Maybe someone's family owns a fruit stand... I don't know. Gee, the things I waste my time pondering about.
what's the difference between provision and ration? is the only difference is that a ration is limited? But provisions can be limited too, when does a provision become a ration or visa versa?
I love my new gym. I did a tae bo class last night for the first time in over a year. Man, I did we ever look like a bunch of twats. But all the right parts are experiencing a dull ache today so it's all good. I don't' think I'll ever find a class that is as good as the one Eldon ran at Mitel... he knew his stuff, and made you work hard till you thought you were going to die... ahh the joys of exercise.
I've booked my flight home for xmas, finally found a direct one, it cost about 60£ more but it was much more attractive than transferring in Frankfurt and adding an extra 8h total flying time...
Can't wait to go home and see everyone, I really wish I had the money to bring miss Hazel with me...
Yesterday morning I dreamt that I was getting ready to have tea with my dad. I was so excited, sadly I was awoken by the alarm clock before he actually arrived. That would have been so nice....
10.10.02
Aie Aie Frou Frou, Can I have a sample please?
The Story of FrouFrou
"Music can be like perfume," suggests a Frou Frou. "It's almost a scent, you know, where the right smell changes an environment and makes life more bearable. "If the challenge for a pair of skilled musical parfumiers is to connect up all five senses and create a sixth realm of heightened emotion, rediscovered memory and awakened dreaming, the debut album by Frou Frou is an olfactory breakthrough.
The Story of FrouFrou
"Music can be like perfume," suggests a Frou Frou. "It's almost a scent, you know, where the right smell changes an environment and makes life more bearable. "If the challenge for a pair of skilled musical parfumiers is to connect up all five senses and create a sixth realm of heightened emotion, rediscovered memory and awakened dreaming, the debut album by Frou Frou is an olfactory breakthrough.
Duhhh
You, know sometimes I'm relatively vacant upstairs... I ,know I'm a creature of habit, but never before have I come so face to face with my own neurosis... I take the bus every morning to work... I catch it just down the road from my house and it takes me right to my office in about an hour. I always do this, unless miss hazel is with me, then I sometimes take a bus with her half way and then change to my normal bus at Angel.
And then it happened.
I had the epiphany.
This morning I took the 56 with H to Angel... then after much deliberation, lived on the wild side and got on a different bus (73) and took it to Euston... From there I jumped another bus which took me straight to Gt. Portland street! My god. why? Why have I never done this before? Total shut down of lateral thinking? Me thinks so... I think back to all those days I stood at the bus stop idly waiting for my specific number 30... shuddering in the cold, boiling with frustration when the bus didn't come and it took me an hour and a half to get to work... There is something very gravely wrong with my brain in the morning.
To make things even stranger, I realized that in the evening, I jump on any bus that is going in remotely the right direction.
You heard it here first....
I'm losing it.
7.10.02
Ouch!
So I managed to scald the inside of my arm last night... just at the bend, you know, where they usually draw blood for blood tests? How you ask? Quite simple I reply...
Items required...
one hot glass kettle
two and a half pints of Guinness (ingested)
one reach around Hazel as she's trying to poor her tea...
the result is one, really really sore arm... all pink and hurting.
So I managed to scald the inside of my arm last night... just at the bend, you know, where they usually draw blood for blood tests? How you ask? Quite simple I reply...
Items required...
one hot glass kettle
two and a half pints of Guinness (ingested)
one reach around Hazel as she's trying to poor her tea...
the result is one, really really sore arm... all pink and hurting.
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