@ Tuesday, 31. Jul, 2007 – 11:10:26 pm
And do you know what, I think that claim may actually be true! Isn't it marvellous how easy to read we all are?(!) Although I do rather approve of this result.
As you can possibly tell, it's been a long, quiet night.
| Your Personality Profile |
 Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness. In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do. You are unique, creative, and expressive. |
@ Tuesday, 31. Jul, 2007 – 10:42:55 pm
| You Are 62% Evil |
 Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot. |
| You Are Very Skeptical |
 While some ideas, like life after death, may seem nice... You aren't going to believe them simply because it feels good. You let science and facts be your guide... Even if it means you don't share the beliefs of those around you. |
| You Are Somewhat Machiavellian |
 But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself. You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place. You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to! |
@ Tuesday, 31. Jul, 2007 – 01:44:16 pm
...now I do understand that Meme sounds like Beaker. If you say me me. Which I don't. A Techy friend told me it's 'meem'.
Not one to be a party pooper, me, but...umm. Yeah.
I'm probably wrong. I hope so.
"ME ME!"
@ Monday, 30. Jul, 2007 – 11:59:39 pm
Nicked from rippled_water, who apparently nicked it from Benjaminbrum, who in turn nicked it from the Observer. Thievery!
1) Shakespeare or the Bible.
When did Shakespeare become a book like the Biblee? Shakespeare, every time. The other one is just too darn hard.
2) Most romantic moment in fiction.
Goodness, umm...I can think of many, but I have to say you can't beat a Darcy/Bennett moment. It's the tension.
3) Favourite word
I have many. Sinister, paraphernalia, and labradoodle, to name a few.
4) Most overrated writer
It's unlikely I will ever read the most overrated writer, so this is personal taste. Fucking Dan Brown. And as an ex bookshop worker, employed at the height of his chaos, I am allowed to say that. I also have problems with Cecilia Ahern and Jodi Picoult. OH, and Kate MossE, of Labyrinth fame. Yeah, it was quite good, but there was no need to go gaga for it. Richard and Judy, take note.
5) Most underrated writer
I find it difficult to think of a writer that could be described as underrated, as it would likely mean they're not well heard of. The Ninth Life of Louis Drax by Liz Jensen is good. Someone handed me a copy of Eleanor Rigby by Douglas Coupland on a train once, and I read it somewhere between Darlington and Motherwell. That had me riveted. The Rule of Four by Ian Caldwell & Dustin Thomason is also good, if you like your ancient codes. This one actually makes sense though. Dan Brown, take note.
6) Best meal in literature
It might have to be something cooked by Mrs Weasley. I'm also quite fond of the ruined wedding banquet in Great Expectations. I think this question is daft.
7) Favourite novel in translation
I'm not sure I've read many. Does Ovid's Metamorphoses count? It's quite good, that! I suppose I've re-read Anne Frank's diary until the pages fell out of my copy too, but that isn't a novel as such, and makes me too sad to call it a favourite.
8) Favourite children's book
The Secret Garden, or the Chronicles of Narnia. And Potter. Goes without saying.
9) Books by your bedside
The Lost World and Other Stories by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Brilliant!
10) Sexiest book
Tipping the Velvet, Sarah Waters. You don't have to be a lezzer to understand why. It's so much more than that. It IS velvety, that's the only way I can describe it. I think I'll re-read that after I've finished with Professor Challenger.
@ Monday, 30. Jul, 2007 – 09:32:44 pm
I feel hot and sicky and shitty. Not literally shitty. Well, only a little bit.
Mum is blaming it on my nose piercing.
*extended dubious pause*
When pressed, she explained that I'm probably allergic to it, what with me having a rather bad allergy to nickel. She needlessly reminded me of being age 14, getting attacked with a scalpel by a worryingly cheerful doctor in A&E, following a severe allergic reaction to the secret upper ear piercing I'd had done a week earlier. My ear had doubled in size, full to bursting with pus. I still bear the gargantuan scars.
I'm thinking that I might call in to where I had my nose done and enquire as to the exact metallic composition of this thing, before I turn into the elephant man. I will NOT be telling mum that I secretly think she might be right. It isn't leaking pus, but it is a bit angry, shiny and red, and hurts a bit when I poke it. It's being cleaned regularly...but still, a nose leaking pus and a feverish brow would be a bit of a bad look at work, even compared to a hangover day. I really don't want to take it out, I'm too attached to it already.
In other news: I sought out things to do at work...and did them!
@ Sunday, 29. Jul, 2007 – 10:00:27 pm
Why is it so quiet tonight?
Knock if anyone's there.
@ Sunday, 29. Jul, 2007 – 02:33:28 pm
Happy!
It's not black and white because of how red the surrounding skin is and how shiny my nose is due to not being able to put any make up on it. Honest.
The stone is a greeny-blue colour (Mrs F, you'll be delighted to learn it does not look like a bogey). It didn't hurt very much at all, not nearly as much as the top of my ear did, and there was definitely no crunch. I was incredibly nervous, which I'm usually not, but oh so fit Paul calmed me down. I expressed my concern that my blood was going to spray all over the wall, having witnessed such a thing on YouTube, but he told me I wasn't to worry, some people squirt but most people don't...which set me off giggling, and a few ouchy-pressure moments later, it was done.
Mum thought I was "over all that weird stuff" and hmmm'd disapproval. I'm amazed dad even noticed, given that he didn't notice my sister's enormous new eyebrow piercing. He "can't understand why...why why why", but never mind, it's my nose. I think it's best I go see my nanna now =D
In other news, I've managed to drink one of my contact lenses.
@ Saturday, 28. Jul, 2007 – 12:15:40 am
Mental #1
I've decided that the best way to spend one of the two days I have off from travelling to and from Hull is to travel to and from Hull once more.
Mental #2.
The reason I am going is to get my nose pierced. I want a tiny green jewel on my right nostril.
Mental #3
I have just spent the last twenty or so minutes watching videos on YouTube of various folk - usually rather fit emoesque girls - having said piercing performed upon their person. I have seen a lot of blood, heard a crunch, seen lots of shaking hands, weeping eyes and lots of "owwwww"s. Watching these have made me realise this will hurt and be messy and is probably a very bad idea.
Mental #4
I am still going to go.
I am hoping it's just going to be on par with getting my upper ear done. The eye brow didn't hurt much, but that's just skin. The tongue didn't hurt, on either occasion, but that's like slicing a very fine pâté.
I'm hoping the fact that Paul the Piercer is so incredibly fit will distract me somewhat.
I think afterwards I will have a large slice of cake, with Vegan Flatmate from the Old Flat for company. Then, I will go shopping get that bloody bus home again.
I just have to remember to get up in the morning, now.
@ Friday, 27. Jul, 2007 – 11:35:51 pm
Soooo. Shanessa. She's a bit yummy isn't she?
@ Friday, 27. Jul, 2007 – 03:25:29 pm
1)
2) You can only give someone so much help and so many chances before you realise they are never going to take them, so you should just help yourself, else you'll get hurt even more.
3) I have commited to working all of August and have yet to hear anything about extra money. The best way to resolve this appears to be shouting about not coming in at all.
4) 6ft Yucca plants have roots that need gentle teasing, else you will pull a bit of the plant off, and discover the whole thing is hollow, but it's best to continue to repot it anyway.
5) Apricot jam and cream scones are really nice.
6) I have a very long To Do list. At the top of the list is 'pay three students by Tuesday morning'. The last one is 'edit all documents available on the website for 2007-08'. There are numerous items in between, such as 'set up database', 'fill in 400 entries on database', and 'have this done by next week'. None of these things are going to get done. I have just added "edit to-do list".
7) I really want my nose pierced.
8) Spending £200 last week was a really bad idea, in light of the flatful of furniture I have to buy and £425 rent I need to pay in the next two weeks.
9) Jewellery from P**mark, particularly really long stings of beads, has a tendency to snap whilst you're on a zebra crossing. It's best not to just stand there gawping. Keep moving.
10) I watch too much TV and eat too many chips, way beyond levels that could be considered normal.
@ Wednesday, 25. Jul, 2007 – 11:06:15 am
...but I've been having fun with this. This is because I'd like to be somewhere warm, not the ridiculous wetness that is Hull.
I would end up somewhere ridiculously wet, but nearer to where my Uncle lives than now. And he has a boat. Bonus. We could do with one of those.
@ Monday, 23. Jul, 2007 – 10:20:01 pm
I can't believe it's coming up for only three years since I was right here:
Tell you what - you don't need anything from Ann Summers to get me worked up. All I need is Matt Bellamy, his voice and his guitar. One horny little bunny that evening.
I don't think it'll ever matter how old I get, I am always going to adore Muse, however commerical they become. Not just because they get me seriously horny, either.
Spot me if you can. I'm the one panting 
@ Monday, 23. Jul, 2007 – 09:37:02 pm
If I hadn't bought the 30GB Zen, I wouldn't have found myself trailing through my entire CD collection to try and fill it, and I wouldn't have found songs I once played to death.
@ Monday, 23. Jul, 2007 – 03:28:03 pm
...some of us more than others. And I really can't be doing with it. Thus, I hereby represent my inner self. I'm not sure which one I am.
@ Monday, 23. Jul, 2007 – 01:33:32 am
Q1. There are crumbs in your bed. What kind of cookies do those crumbs come from?
Extremely likely that they are in fact the cookie variety of biscuit. Lots of chunks.
Q2. You are sitting on the toilet brushing your teeth cos you are hungover as normal. What got you that drunk?
Oh, wine, definitely, I hate it really.
Q3. You have been dumped. What comfort food do you grab?
Crisps. Bury me in McCoys. With a chocolate eclair for good measure.
Q4. Your wife/husband has annoyed you off so you decide to go have an expensive gourmet meal on his/her credit card. What do you order?
A lot of wine, and cakes, and doggy bags of wine and cake.
Q5. Sitting in church and you have a book/magazine tucked inside the hymn sheet. What is it?
The Best in Lesbian Erotica 2007. Or Harry Potter.
@ Saturday, 21. Jul, 2007 – 12:53:24 am
One of life's cruellest tricks is the inability to find your glasses because you're not wearing them.
@ Friday, 20. Jul, 2007 – 06:00:39 pm
Lincoln Pride Weekend this...weekend. Clearly it's just going to be lots of those gays lining up and doing the YMCA or singing I Am What I Am, as that's what the gays do. Sorry locals.
I would absolutely adore it if that was going to happen. However, I've a sneaking suspicion that for Us Lot, who periodically Do Lincoln, it will consist of getting Absolut-ly wankered in a Wetherspoons.
Rumour has it I will feel the need to do a Shirely Bassey impression (under my pub table stage name of Burley Chassis) at least twice throughout the day. The new gay shoes will be worn. Blister plasters have been bought. The hair has been done with its blonde streakiness, which is a bit too trendy for my liking. The tan will go on, the brolly will go up, the kissing of Poof #1 will likely begin, assuming he can get the time off work to come in the first place.
Up the gays.
By the way, I deleted my ex off Messenger. I have no need to know what she's up to anymore. I'm better off not knowing anyway. Now I just need to worry about whether or not to email ex ex in Nepal to check she hasn't fallen down some mountain called Everest. No. *takes a step back*.
@ Thursday, 19. Jul, 2007 – 12:27:09 am
Ex girlfriend is still on my MSN Messenger list, although blocked.
I have her name set permanantly to her real one so that I don't have to see if it's anything to do with her life with my replacement.
Playing around, I managed to update my list somehow.
Now I have "I'M A HOMEOWNER =D" as her name, and I can't change it.
I feel sick and scratchy.
10 months steps forward, 11 months steps back, in the blink of an eye.
I am never going to be enough for anyone. I wasn't enough when I wasn't ready for that life, and she was. I wasn't enough when I said I was ready for it, but would wait, because she wasn't anymore. I was happy to be anything she wanted me to be and it wasn't enough. And if it wasn't for her, or the one before that, I don't see how it can be for anyone.
I am suddenly oh so incredibly lonely and in pain. I promised myself I would never cut or scratch over her or anyone else ever again and I don't think I'm going to get through the night without breaking that.
@ Wednesday, 18. Jul, 2007 – 10:41:25 pm
I'm still going a little cuckoo about the baby thing. I might not want one right now but I'm still scared I'll wake up one day, want one, and be in no position to acquire one.
Never mind, there are always shoes to be acquired.
*sigh* I love my new shoes. Especially the gay ones at the front. They were ALL in the sale, mind, although I had to put three pairs back, as I had also bought three belts one bag three bras one top Tony & Guy hairstuffs a haircut *breathes* a mango and passionfruit Frappacino chocolate chunk shortbread and a trip to the dentist. Good day. Apart from the dentist *licks gums resentfully*. The moneyspending will continue in earnest on Friday, as I am returning to the hairdressers for 'slices' - now, what slices are I'm not sure, but the nice lady said 'blonde', I panicked, then realised I'm supposed to be saying yes to new things as often as I can, so I'm committed to these 'slices'. I'm just relieved she agreed with me about shorter hair being a really bad idea, unless I want to look like a guinea pig. Which, y'know, I just don't.
Shoes don't wear nappies.
*models cherry-pattern pumps* =)
@ Wednesday, 18. Jul, 2007 – 12:25:57 am
...but lately I'm really scared I'll never have kids, and that I'll reach a stage where I want them but it isn't possible. It isn't going to be the easiest venture for me as it is.
This worries me more than I thought it did.
@ Tuesday, 17. Jul, 2007 – 11:24:52 pm
| This Is My Life, Rated | |
| Life: |  4.8 |
| Mind: | 5 |
| Body: |  4.3 |
| Spirit: | 5.5 |
| Friends/Family: | 4.4 |
| Love: |  0.8 |
| Finance: | 5.5 |
| Take the Rate My Life Quiz | |
Now isn't that...enlightening?
They need to do a quiz that explains why so many of us are compelled to do these...
*hunts for more*
@ Tuesday, 17. Jul, 2007 – 08:29:47 pm
Tagged by bloglikesit...
Clicky-clicky into your blog and view the main page. Place your cursor in the left corner of the page and clicky-clicky the Next Blog.
In this blog that you have visited, leave one comment as follows - Have a great day. Click into four more blogs using the Next Blog icon and enter the comment as noted above to ensure that you have visited five blogs.
MEME Questions:
1. Did you clicky clicky into a blog you have seen before? If so, which one?
Not one!
2. Were any of the Next Blogs in another language? If so, what language?
Estonian!
3. Did you discover a blog that you would consider to be worthy of joining your friends
I also confess to not wishing not one but THREE of the blogs to have a good day. One was for Arsenal fans and a little ranty, the second was in Estonian and seemed a little odd, and the third was, I believe, by a mother who had lost her baby, so it wasn't appropriate - I felt I was intruding just being there.
I tag ALL OF YA!
@ Tuesday, 17. Jul, 2007 – 04:30:38 pm
Love is not being felt for the following reasons:
I haven't actually been on here much lately and first things first I am NOT liking this new get up. I particularly dislike that cringeworthy "made by you" in the corner. It is not, because if it was it wouldn't be so flawed and crash ALL the time. So there.
I worry for my mental health. I'm supposed to be off work all week but I CHOSE to come in today, with a view to being useful and productive in order to make the rest of the week smooth and orderly for my colleagues. Thus far, I have forwarded 5 emails to somebody else to deal with; created a Facebook group for the hotness that is Tonks; persuaded all occupiers of the building that it is essential we go out for lunch and take a 90 minute lunch break, and eaten 4 gingernuts.
I saw Harry P. I was ridiculously excited about it. I thought it was good, but no Goblet of Fire.
Good points: Luna Lovegood
Umbridge's 'hem hem'
Daniel Radcliffe's back through his white t-shirt at the start
Dudley's apparent learning difficulties
The brilliant special effects in the Ministry
The incredible hotness of Natalia Tena playing Tonks. Oh, my, god.
Bad points:
Tonks being in it for about 30 seconds
Hearing The Ordinary Boys playing in the Gryffindor common room
Grawp looking like an extra from Shrek
The ridiculous fucking liberties taken
The amount left out! I mean, really though!
In other news, there is excitement about another member of staff being gay - not me, I'm yet to tell them - followed by intense discussion of 'what gays do'. I just shut my eyes and bit my tongue.
We have just had a Staff Development meeting involving the popping of a cork and the drinking of Tesco cava.
I have been told I am working in August which I am not meant to do, but on the plus side it is a small promotion to "being someone's bitch and "having a couple of bitches" of my own to boss about during Welcome for the new students. Chaos, but fun. Money, but no lie ins. Ho hum.
And I want to move to Leeds because Hull isn't as good.
However, I am feeling the love for finishing in 30 minutes.
@ Sunday, 15. Jul, 2007 – 03:28:50 pm
...from outer space.
Or Leeds, to be precise, which may as well be space, given my reluctance to...well...move, at all.
I had a lovely weekend catching up with people I haven't seen for years. The dog was as naughty as ever and my lower leg is...bruised. However I simply haven't got time to talk about that now, as they gave me a wonderful gift that I frantically begged for as it was going on eBay. They gave me Rollercoaster Tycoon 2: Deluxe Edition, three game boxset.
So I'm off again, I'll be back in a month.
@ Friday, 13. Jul, 2007 – 01:42:27 pm
What I'm supposed to be doing now is the meme bloglikesit tagged me for, but such a fuss has been made over JLC and twat flaps I haven't had chance.
I'll have to go for lunch first.
@ Wednesday, 11. Jul, 2007 – 09:55:52 pm
maybe not!