Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy



http://www.channel4.com/food/recipes/chefs/gordon-ramsay/gordon-s-lasagne-recipe_p_1.html

Yummy lasagne



And; www.fmylife.com

Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy



Bass guitarrrrrrrr. My bass is called Ziggy :)




I wish this was my hobby... (flying that is, not staring at planes from a beach. Although that sounds like fun too)

Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy



I don't have a picture of it, but I am amazing at making lasagne :)
In fact, I am quite good at cooking generally.

Hope that didn't sound too big-headed.

Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy





This is me in a bar in Newquay, winning at pool :)

Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy



"Starry Night" by Vincent van Gogh. I adore this picture :)

Catching up...

Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)


Day 13 A fictional book

The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd


Day 14 A non-fictional book

he Flying Book by David Blatner


Day 15 A fanfic

As The World Falls Down


Day 16 A song that makes me cry

Meeeeeeeeeem!

Day 05 → Your favourite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy



Day 05 My favourite quote

"You don't worry and you die, you worry and you still die. So just don't worry."

Wise words that John told me.


Day 06 Whatever tickles my fancy

This is the main theme from the PC game Diablo. It gives me chills whenever I hear it.





Day 07 A photo that makes me happy

This is my first car, Diana. I just have so many fantastic memories that this picture just makes me beam. I miss her <3





Day 08 A photo that makes me angry/sad





Day 09 A photo that I took

My ex-fish, Basil in his pineapple




Day 10 A photo taken of me over 10 years ago

Me and my Dad when I was very young :)




Day 11 A photo of me taken recently

Me in the snow, taken today :)






Day 12 Whatever tickles my fancy


This never fails to make me laugh!

Missing a few days? Oh I don't know what your talking about :)

Day 01 → Your favourite song
Day 02 → Your favourite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 05 → Your favourite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy


It' predictable but;



Not just this one eithr, but the whole series :)

...in which I continue a meme

Day 01 → Your favourite song
Day 02 → Your favourite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 05 → Your favourite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy


Back to the Future for Michael J. Fox, epic lulz and a DeLorean






Labyrinth for this;






Liar Liar






Okay, you can have 3. I won't be able to limit myself to just 5 or just 10. So it stays at 3.

Enjoy :)

...in which I start a meme

Ok, I've begun this on Livejournal and MySpace but now I'm bringing this blog back to life and also doing this (you'll see what it is in a second) on this bloggy blog. Observe;

Day 01 → Your favourite song
Day 02 → Your favourite movie
Day 03 → Your favourite television programme
Day 04 → Your favourite book
Day 05 → Your favourite quote
Day 06 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 → A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 → A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 → A photo you took
Day 10 → A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 → A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 → A fictional book
Day 14 → A non-fictional book
Day 15 → A fanfic
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobbie of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy


I have so much love for this song <3

...in which zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Blog time. I'm so tired right now it's criminal so I'll have to come back later and corrent all my spelling mistakes and maybe cut down on the babbling.

So I lost a budgie. Poppy just randomly passed away on Monday night. Am very gutted. Me and John burried her in the garden when we found her. I thought I was ok but cried a lot the next day. And obviously it's really wierd without her. But I still have Luke, and he's singing right now so hopefully he's not too sad.

Ummm, yeah. Handed my notice in at work and feel a lot better for it. My preliminary last day is 5th August. I bet it will change, dammit. But after that, no more smelling of coffee, no more 6.30am starts, no more scripted bullshit on the till, no more burning myself, no more stuck up cunts coming in to snigger at me and then pretend that I was the one who was rude, no more bastard customers in general and no more working weekends. Yay.

But no more working with Jack, or Hayley, or Sarah. And this is sad.

I'm so looking forward to starting work in a school :]

I finally learnt my debit card number, and today my bank sent me a new debit card. C'est typical.

Sweden on Wednesday, which is gonna be niiiiiiiice.

I think it should be my birthday soon. It feels like a year since the last one.

Saw Half-Blood Prince at the IMAX on Wednesday. Oh, twas amazing. Loved the H/G stuff, having been a shipper for so long! Now I'm looking forward to the R/H in the next films <3
Um, there was a lot of funnies in it. And it was just generally beautiful to look at. The 3D in the beginning was rather funky too.

OK, am going before I fall asleep and dribble on my keyboard.

...in which I feel like it's Saturday and not Friday

Ho hum, twiddly thumbs.

It's been one of those days. Yesterday I mean, today still has the potential to be a bit cool, but mostly not. Yesterday was just scummy though. And tomorrow will be in a similar vein.

I spent hours last night trying to decide on some body ink, to not much avail really. I sorta wish I was one of those people who can rock up to a tattoo place and pick something at random and love it. But I'm not. I even agonise over piercings a lot, which makes less sense.

So yeah, when my stomach pains decide to abate a little and I can bring myself to greet the day I might do some productive things to make myself feel better. How did it get to nearly 2pm already? Ridiculous.

And why is there no lemon and green tea bags left in the house? Ohhhhhhh. I need it.

On the upside, after tomorrow's fresh Hell I have 4 days off work :)

...in which I long for good health

So the last couple of weeks have been eventful.

There was mine and John's year anniversary which was overall completely lovely :)I'm very very lucky.

And then came Glastonbury which was massive amounts of fun.

The 8 hour journey back from Glasto which involved hours of queueing, smoke pouring out of the car engine, rain, a flat tyre, hunger and tiredness was not so fun.

Nor were the health problems that followed. I managed to grow myself a lovely abscess on the bottom of my spine which turned out to be the most painful thing ever. So I've been in and out of the doctors and on mega-antibiotics. Then I got an epic cold and a sexy chesty cough. And finally my wisdom tooth began to feel left out so decided to push through my gums a little more and make my face swell up. Joy.

So I've been pretty much housebound for the last week except for doctors trip and an attempt to go to work which resulted in being sent home. But John has given me temporary custody of his iPod touch which allowed me to complete Myst, beat his score on Flight Control and generally become a Peggle Queen.

Fun.

It's about 2 weeks until I get to go to Sweden which is very cool. Yay!

...in which I do the Happy Dance

So I got my rejection letter from uni yesterday. I wasn't disappointed, in fact I think I was a little relieved. It'd be a waste of time and money for me to do the course now I've got my heart set on teaching, but I knew my dad would push me to accept the place if they offered it to me.

I had a job interview today for a learning support post in a local school, which I wanted so bad! I had my interview a couple of hours ago and they just phoned me to offer me the job :) :) :) :)

Am so smiley. I can now begin to count down the days I have left working in a soul-destroying coffee shop :)

Whoop whoop!!

...in which I has optimism

Oh hai! ^.^

I'm on an epic break from work at the moment, no classes til 1.15. So I'm being a little bit productive.

Things are good at the moment. On Wednesday is mine and John's year anniversary which is very exciting. I'm not in the know yet about how we're spending the day but I'm really looking forward to it :)

And the day after that I'm off to Glastonbury festival which is also falling into the FUN category. Have got most things ready for that now. Still need a camera though.

Aaaaand it's also a month before me and Johnboy go to Sweden, about which I'm twitching with excitement. A whole week somewhere that's not here is gonna be amazing. Double amazing coz I'll be with my favourite person.

After today I only have 2 more days working at the college before the students break up for summer. Am a little bit sad about that, but mostly relieved.

Tomorrow I havea job interview. It's my back-up plan for when I don't get into uni and I'm pretty sure that I won't. C'est la vie.

This summer will be full of epic win hopefully.

...in which it's really you and really me

Morning.

Am up early to go on a tent-shopping trip thats not happening now so am being productive, starting with updating my blog and then going onto painting my nails.

I have Ziggy Stardust: The Motion Picture on in the background. A loverly way to blog I think.

Work is still poo but I'm a mere 10 days away from some time off to do awesome things like have an anniversary and go to Glastonbury. And then only a few more weeks until I'm off to Sweden with John.

I got a bar put through my belly button. My first non-ear piercing. I really like it, it looks nicer than I though it would. Hurts a little bit coz I keep sleeping on it but it mostly feels good.

I think I need breakfast, I feel a bit woozy from hunger :]

...in which I dream

Considering the fact that I was waking up at 5.30am today to go to work (a vile time of morning to get up for a job you don't want to do), I was in quite a good mood when I got out of bed. Couldn't really figure out why though.

Then I remembered that John had been in my dream, which is always nice.

Went to work, almost became the first person ever to die from hayfever, had a bit of a giggle, but mostly worked my botty off.

And on my break I was reading a book on David Bowie and one of the paragraphs was all "blah blah blah Bowie concert tickets" and suddenly my whole dream came flooding back to me. Me and John were buying Bowie tickets because he decided to make my entire life and tour again.

I'm now unbelievably gutted that it's just a dream.

Why oh why is he not touring? It really gives me the hump.

I am so tired :]

...in which I should have posted a spoiler alert

I'm gonna say something I say a lot.... long time, no blog!

I feel lazy.

What has happened? One of the things that's happened right off the top of my head is a weekend in Ascot with my all round amazing boyfriend. We had The Fun, yes we did, had some lovely meals, got some sunshine, visited Staines (lol) and generally had a nice time. And it coincided with our 11 month anniversary :]

Chelsea won, yay.

In the last week I've been drunk 3 times. I feel a bit like I'm growing out of it. I hadn't been drunk for ages up until this week. Don't think my body was very happy about it all. But c'est la vie.

Am seeing John tonight, and I've baked little choc chip muffins. He has about 20 minutes before he finishes work and I hope he doesn't read this before then and spoil the muffiny surprise.

...in which I lay on the angst

OK well since my last blog these things have not happened;

1. winning the lottery
2. going on a holiday
3. any sort of job satisfaction


I still have them both and I do not like them both. The last week has been horrible, starting with sniffles on Saturday night, which by Sunday had turned into a full blown cold. Urgh. And I had to work on Sunday at job no.1, joy of joys.

It was not a good day.

Admitting defeat to the lurgy I had to call in sick to job no.2 on Monday and Tuesday. I probably shouldn't have gone in on Wednesday either but I did, and felt awful for my efforts. And after escaping job no.2 I had to go to job no.1.

Urgh urgh urgh.

Anyway, I'm now at the end of a surprise weekend off work. I am still avec le lurgy and fun stomach cramps to boot. Had a nice day yesterday with John, which just hasn't happened enough recently because of work and lurgys. Today I slept a lot, played some WoW, watched Chelsea win at football and looked for back up jobs if my uni plans don't go ahead.

Heh, I just want an easy life. But no, I have to go and get a painful spot on my eyelid which takes all the fun out of blinking.

Cuddles from toy stuffed frogs make things a bit better though :] awww.

I want the percentage of angst in this blog to be a bit less and the percentage of happy stuff to be higher. So;




^ is my cat. I saw him today and decided that even though he's a bit awkward he's still mostly awesome

...in which I consider new plans of action

Hai.


Time to spill my thoughts in blog form. I watched Amelie again the other night and it made me want to move to Paris, become an artist, and spend all day painting and visiting boulangeries. Would be nice. Or writing. A career as a writer would be so much fun I reckon. I wish I was better at it.


Both of my current jobs are poo. I've started to dread going to sleep when I know I have to wake up to work the next day. This is why my new plan inolves winning a vast amount of money on the lottery. And this vast amount of money will let me jack both jobs in, and get a couple of cats :]


I'm going to Sweden in July with John (he just text me as I was typing that... how spooky) and I'm hilariously excited. Neither of us have been before, or know anyone whose been so it's all new and exciting and yay. I can't wait to go!


I've almost finished reading The Odyssey by Homer. I didn't think I'd enjoy it but I've really loved it, might try and get my hands on the Iliad too. Greek people are so cool.

...in which I am Ziggy Stardust (apparently)

Which David Bowie are you?

I think I had the potential once. Four or five years ago I spent a summer without t'internet and so spent a lot of time playing guitar and writing songs with the apsirations of being the next David Bowie.


It didn't work. I'd say 99% down to me being lazy.


I've felt so emotional for the past few days that it's getting really boring. Do not want.

I found, installed and played Zoo Tycoon today. I love it but I'm not very good at it. I keep losing silly amounts of money, but it's only to make my chimps and my tigers and giraffes happy. When I say "found" I mean I stole it from my brothers room whilst looking for my Diablo 2 cds. I can't even find the box, so I'm thinking I may have lent it to someone. I don't know why I would do that, because I hate sharing.

True story.

...in which I'm not sure I'm using the best possible writing style

Thursday; whilst on the North Circular (which is a scary road btw) I got into a dispute with a bus and lost my wing mirror as a result. But was a brave little soul and continued my journey to Chingford without it and then valiantly made the journey home... still without it. I missed it, and cried a little bit.


Friday; began work at 6.30 am. Which is always a joy. Had a bad morning at work generally, made better by the fact that my mum had run off with my car to get the wing mirror fixed. Got home at 12, finished packing for Brighton, created an accidental gash in my knee that didn't stop bleeding until about halfway through the journey to Brighton. Good so far. But me, John and Baby (the car) ended up in Brighton still in one piece. And the sun was out. Had a lovely chilled afternoon/evening with John and fell asleep watching Friends.


Saturday; woke up to sun, huzzah! Went for a lovely fry-up, hit the beach a little, did some more relaxing and then joined my cousin and her mates for birthday celebrations in bars and clubs and stuff. Re-opened the gash in my knee and ended the night by hobbling back to our hotel room to fall asleep to Pokemon movies. Epic win.


Sunday; we waited about an hour in the sun for burgers, which, like I just mentioned, took an hour to get to us, but were very nice when they arrived. Took a stroll on the beach, bought some David Bowie LPs and refrained from buying a little person's Bowie t-shirt for the baby I'm not planning on having for a good few years yet. Headed home in the sun, even though we wanted to stay, and stopped off in Rickmansworth from drinkies before arriving home and ending our lovely trip.


Today is Monday.


Back to work.


I hate work.


But I loved my weekend.

...in which I should be disappointed

Today is a day where I feel like I've done loads, and I feel like there's loads of little jobs I needed to do that I've gone and done. But I haven't actually done them.

Except clean my fishtank. I just did that and now have two smiley fishes.

This isn't good. Literally in the last minute I've developed the shakes from being hungry. I didn't realise I was this hungry and shakes-hungry is a bit extreme, so I need to sort some food out asap.

Was Greek Easter yesterday so me and John partook in BBQing (or rather, BBQ eating), smashing eggs and feeling Greek... but maybe that last one was just me.

Oh my, I'm gonna have to take a break to find some food.

Back :)

Oh, what else? Yeah I'm going to Brighton at the weekend with John, which is the only thing getting me through a week full of work. Urgh.

...in which I appreciate people

It's Pan's last day at work today, this is well sad. She was the one who interviewed me for my job and looked after me on my first day.

We all went out for her leaving do last night and it's her last shift today so me and Suzy paid her a visit and gave her loads of presents. My work is a great place to be when you're not actually working.

Me and Suzy stole sandwiches and then sat down to reminisce and put together a lil photo album for Pan.

Then I walked home from Ruislip in the sun. I hope I have some sort of tan now, that would be lovely.

*le sigh*

Last night made me love my colleagues even more than I did before. They're such an awesome bunch of people.

...in which I write a blog about blogs

I've been better at updating my LiveJournal recently and in the four days off that I just enjoyed I got to flicking back through my past entries.

It was all a little bit fascinating until we hit some angst. Oh my God. But one of my entries cracked me up a little... you must bear in mind I was going through the most hideous break up in history, my dad was on my case about "not doing enough uni work" and I was not getting along with mon petite frere at all.

"Ugh, I gotta go to work now. Sucks. But I get to work with Jack which is cool coz we have a lot of stupid fun. It's a shame he's leaving soon coz at the moment he's the only male I spend time with who doesn't make me want to smash things."

And even though he left work and I left work twice we're still working together o.O and the fun just gets continually more stupid. I wish he was my cool older brother.. even though he's younger than me. I've already adopted myself a couple of sisters from that place... why not a brother too?

I'm the only person I know who doesn't have a sister. Except my mum. But she might have a step-sister. I should check this out. I'd really like a sister.

Oooh, dare I say it. Work is ok right now. I'm really enjoying not working at the college right now. Many many things about working at Costa get on my nerves but my team are so much love.

BUT OH EM GEE. More importantly, lent end tomorrow, what with it being Easter and all, and I can finally eat meat again. I'm gonna have a burger :]

And I get to spend two days with John, my favourite of all hooman beings.

...in which I wonder if 5th gear is too much of a commitment

I'm such a loser. I'm quite highly disturbed by the number of joyous (what can only be described as) squeaky noises coming out of me whilst looking at this on eBay;

http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/1994-Volkswagen-Polo-petrol-3-Door-Manual_W0QQitemZ260360347047QQcmdZViewItemQQptZAutomobiles_UK?hash=item260360347047&_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&_trkparms=66%3A2%7C65%3A7%7C39%3A1%7C240%3A1318


If you know me even a little bit then you'll know I used to own one of these (a blue, K-reg, ltd edition Fox version *le sigh*) and I absolutely loved it. I cried when I sold it, even though it was going to one of my best mates.

If you know I used to drive one of those then you'll probably also know what I'm driving now, and think I'm a nutter for missing the days when I drove a bucket :]

Neeerrrrrrrrd!

...in which ... BOO!

My experiment failed slightly. My headache got worse before, during and after my latte experience. But with the help of Ibuprofen and chocolate it should be leaving soon. Kthanxbai.

I bought all the new crazy flavours of Walkers crisps (except cajun squirrel which I have already om nom nommed) whilst I was out. They make me very excited.

My list - from my earlier blog - hasn't been completed. I did manage to not buy shoes though. Epic win.





Argh! I saw it coming and still had a spaz out. I must see this movie.

...in which there is coffee moronicity

Stuff to do; (in no particular order)

Move out
Clean fishtank
Watch "Christine"
Read more
Write a letter
Not buy shoes
Win the lottery
Change my LJ icons


My head feels not good. It feel like I've been surviving on like 2 hours sleep a night for the past week. This isn't the case though so I'm not sure what to do. Might just drink some more tea and hope it goes away.

Oh noes. It's just occurred to me that it might be a caffeine deficiency. Like, I drink the stuff when I'm at work so maybe now I'm not at work I'm getting withdrawal symptoms.

It'll be like an experiment then. I'd planned to go into work today anyway. I had things to buy from the high street and I wanted to go and high five Jack and have a caramel latte. If the headache goes after I've had a latte I shall worry.

Fin.

...in which I decide which Friends character is my favourite

Also known as "The One Where I Decide Who My Favourite Friends Character Is".

Chandler.

As an English peoploid I wonder whether to pronounce it "Charndler" or "Chahndler". Not important.

I'm hilariously tired, maybe a bit delirious.

All pets are present and correct right now, and I've even been blessed with the presence of my cat this week. Is nice. I really want my own cat plz. For belly rubbing and ear scratching.

Was at work today, being made tired and having my soul destroyed. But I was paid a nice visit by Suzy Stardust and we had what I think was our first meeting ever that didn't involve a conversation about King David Bowie (since we discovered we share the love). An epic first. But then my feelings were hurt a bit when she was unceremoniously ushered out of the store. Lame.

Today I feel something akin to dislike towards Starbucks.

Oy.

Um... what else?

I broke lent on Thursday when I went to Gordon Ramsay at Claridges with some rather delicious veal. As someone with a (self-diagnosed, k?) oral fixation I was pretty much in heaven all night. The food was absolutely the best I've ever tasted. Kudos to the man. It was my first time eating lobster too, and I liked it. It tastes like big!prawn.

I'm veering towards being skint again. This means being stingy for the next couple of weeks. It night mean walking to places instead of driving *sob*.

Speaking of money... sort of. I want to buy a poncho. Not a rain-type one, but a soft wooly one for the purpose of feeling snuggly. I can't find one on ASOS, sad times.

Ok, that's ya lot. I'm in bed and there is rubbish TV to be watched. G'night x

...in which I wish that money did grow on trees

'ello

I've been wondering whether to buy myself a paid LJ account again. It would mostly be for the iconnage (so pretty *_*) but the other cool things are... well, cool I guess.

It doesn't really fit in with my "saving money" plan. I think it was a new year's resolution too. Whoops.

I was doing ok with saving money until Baby cost me £230 over a period of 5 days. Worth it though I s'pose. And I have holidays to book, and a meal at a Gordon Ramsay restaurant to pay for. And pretty shoes to buy!

Hmmm. I would so like to move out of my house too. It would be so nice to have my own little kitchen to potter around in. I would fill it with all kinds of exotic teas, and I'd have a spice rack, and a coffee machine and a fruit bowl. Hell yeah :]

Me and John had a lovely little day last Saturday during which we bought a new fishy to keep my only remaining fishy company. His name is Basil and he looks like a punk.

Less than two weeks until Easter, and then I can eat burgers until I turn into one!

...in which I am a bit overhwelmed

In pain. Do not want.

Ouch :[

My car, Baby, went for a service today and has come home smelling new and with 2 new tyres on her. And the leak in the engine coolant is fixed, which means no more ridiculously noisy engine. Yay.

...in which I suffer from chronic nostalgia

I just had a haircut for the first time in 18 months. It feels weird, but my hair is now feeling healthy which is cool like beans.

Last night I dreamt about Windows '95. WTF? I don't even remember many specifcs of the dream, I just know that Win'95 was part of it. It also feels like it's really important to me that I remember more of the dream. Like theres a big clue in there or something.

Maybe I just wish I was 4 years old again.

I wasn't 4 in 1995, for the record. I was... 7? Erm. That doesn't sound right.

Ho hum. My brain is silly :)

...in which I am suffering nostalgia (again)

I could easily list 100 reasons why I love David Bowie so much.

This is one of them.




I love this song <3

But for every reason I have for loving him, I've got two for loving John. And John is my absolute favourite :]

...in which I want a chicken burger

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Not even a chicken burger. JUST WANNA BURGER!

Today is three weeks since I had my last meat. I well fancy a burger today, oh my God. Burger. With bacon and cheese and pickles. I need a burger.

I think I have over two weeks left. Please let here be burgers at the end of it.

My fish is still alive :) go Ruby.

Budgies are still cheeky cheeky. Gotta love 'em. But when I next find myself sans budgie (which will be sad) and find myself wanting to be ... avec budgies I think I'll go with having just the one.

Oooh. Weather :)
It's been nice and sunny for the past few days which has made me *squee* occassionally. Summer is coming. I've loved driving home from work with my windows down. Today there was even sunglasses, boo yea.

And there has also been lots of World of Warcraft in my life. This is cool.

And so ends my bloggle.

...in which the angst ebbs away :)

'lo.

This multi-blogging. I have Myspace open in the window behind me and I'll be writing a blog on there immediatey after I'm finished here.

So... it's been a strange couple of weeks since I last blogged over here. University applications got up my nose to the point where I quite fancied not educating myself any further and being a kept woman instead. The angst that was created was phenomenal, but it wasn't really helped by crap day after crap day at work (both jobs were being a bit poo) and coming home each day to find another fishy was dead.

BUT. Now I'm on top if it (I hope). I have my forms laid out all nicely, they just need one more bit filled in before I can stamp up the envelopes and send them off. Plus I sorted out my references (again, hopefully) and filled in some forms for the student loan company who've been on my case a lot.

Tomorrow is the day for sending it all off and being relieved of the stress.

My parentals went away, leaving me and my brother a free house for the first time EVER. I loved it. John stayed over almost all weekend and we lolled out in the living room eating crap and playing Warcraft all the livelong day. Yummy. I need to move out very soon.

Oh yeah, I love Warcraft.

I hate being vegetarian, I'm so bored of no meat.

I'm going to Italy with John :)

...in which I have to discuss epic failz and a bit of epic win

I failed at brushing my teeth last night. First I managed to get my toothbrush tangled in my hair, resulting in crispy toothpaste hair. Then I dropped my toothbrush on the floor. So epic.

I've done good stuff today, threw out loads stuff, organised stuff, hoovered, dusted, hoovered more, threw out even more stuff and then turned on the budgies. I cleaned their cages and then gave them both showers (much to their disgust).

Last night I gave my remaining fishes a present... it's a pineapple. Just like Spongebob's. I personally would be thrilled with it, but they are indifferent and ungrateful. I don't understand.

I've given up meat for lent. I tried it when I was 16 but slipped up just through forgetfulness. Other past lent adventures have included Starbucks, crisps, chocolate and shopping. There is a fly in the ointment however. On 2nd April I have a table booked at Claridges and I'm gonna find it hard not to eat meat there. I may have to justify a bit of cheating...

I feel at a bit of a loose end. I never say this but I feel like I got up on the wrong side of the bed today and haven't enjoyed my day off.

I need to find something amazing to do tonight, I think I'll go mad if I stay home.

And now for a bit of epic win...



2:15 makes for a bit of awesome :)

...in which I don't moan about University applications :)

Oooo story time :)

My weekend has been well nice... was given it off work without asking because I had holiday pay to use up. Lovely. Most of it was spent with John, with general awesomeness occurring.

To be a bit more specific, some of the awesomeness that we partook in was the buying of new fishys for our tank. Sheldon and Ruby needed company so we headed to le pet store (where I also spent £8 on a toy pineapple for the tank... saving money, WTG!) and picked out three new fishys. They are Moss, Remmington and Fifa.

I got my XBox back today from my brother so I'm feeling a bout of Halo coming on. To be fair, it's years since I've laid hands on it, I can't fully remember what games I have.

Back to work at job no.2 tomorrow. McJoy. But I bet I can get loads of reading done on my breaks. Sometimes I consider taking my laptop in because I'm sure that in the space of 3 working days I could complete something like Pharoah. Let's see.....

...in which I procrastinate

I blame my iPod. It's playing sheer awesomeness which prevents me from writing a coherant personal statement for uni shindigs.

I've just packaged up my old iPod with all it's accessories et al in it's original box to give to my mum because she thinks she could give it a good home. It brought back many happy memories of getting it. I adored it so much I feared it would implode.

I digress. My weekend was amazing, even the part where I had to work on Saturday morning. My lunch break was interrupted by the arrival of 12 red roses from John which made me well smiley for the rest of my shift. And the day continued to be awesome with a short train journey to a surprise stay in the Marriot on Park Lane for the night :) was pretty amazing. I am so lucky.

Work yesterday and tomorrow, but day off today which is nice. I have stuffs to do and I'll be getting on with them shortly. I have budgies to pamper, fish to tickle, personal statements to write, Mini's to send on holiday and then I have to pop into old!Costa to see Alyssa on her last day there and then scramble into London to meet uni!friends who I'm missing and looking forward to catching up with.

:)

...in which I ponder the joys of pet ownership

Oh my God, my fish are giving me a fucking complex. Two of the four of them died within 4 days of eachother so I'm watching the remaining two like a hawk.

They, realising this, think it's hilarious to hide behind things, or float around near the top of the water. Buggers. Everytime I look over at least one of them is missing from view, which causes utterances of "oh shit" and desperate scramblings over to the tank to locate the missing one, only to be met by fishy giggles.

My budgies on the other hand were being mostly well-behaved today so I rewarded them with a big chunk of cucumber each. Poppy (the nutjob of the two of them) has responded to my kind gesture by ripping off little pieces of cucumber and flinging them as far as she can maanage. It looks like my wall has bogies on.

Jeez.

In other news I've been trying desperately to write a personal statement for my PhD application. It's hurting my brain so bad.

To top it off, when I logged onto facebook earlier I found a picture on my newsfeed that got to me. When I went for my interview at Oxford Aviation Academy I was one of a group of about 8 and have kept in touch with a few of them. This picture was of one of the guys from my group in full Oxford uniform, next to an Oxford plane. He's started his training.

I gave up that career path for good reasons, but at the time I went for my interveiw I wanted it so badly that I almost imploded. I'm happy for James that he got in and is about to begin all that excitement, but I'm also a bit jealous, and the fact that I don't have a solid plan yet makes me a bit angsty.

In better news I went shopping today and bought awesome stuff.

...in which I try to sort out my life in one day

It. Can't. Be. Done.

There's nothing wrong with my life, I'd just like to know that when September comes around I will be on some sort of course at a lovely University, whether it gets me MSc after my name or Doctor before my name.

I'm proper stuck. For the last two years of my degree I was sick of studying, but now I'm doing pretty much full time work and zero studying I really really miss it. I'm limiting myself by not wanting to move away from London, but there's still great possibilities for me here.

This, essentially is what brought on my nervous breakdown in Sainsburys a few months ago when me and Cat were looking for crab meat. I don't know where I want to be and what I want to be doing. I think I'd like to study more but even a Masters is a big commitment. What if I hate studying again?

Eh..... *shrug*

I'd like another holiday nao plzthnx

...in which I become a bit attached to my laptop

Hello February (spelt that wrong 3 times before getting it right...).

Today should have been day 4 of 9 working days in a row (urgh) but instead it's the second snow day in a row I'm enjoying. So here I am inbetween games of Theme Hospital, World of Goo and Crayon Physics, listening to Lady Gaga's album and enjoying it a lot, planning a nice sandwich for lunch and looking forward to a night out with my Costa Ruislip buddies later for Suzy's leaving do.

I'm a little bit bored, and a little bit ARGH at missing out on two days of pay. But thats how it goes.

I downloaded a trial of World of Warcraft to try playing later and I'm also relying on my brother to either find me our copy of Myst or download me a new copy. Not really holding my breath for either though since he's just left the house.

In fish news... I have four of them now. Sheldon, Jareth, Ruby and Shacklebolt (named by John). They're far more entertaining that I expected, which is nice. I now have 6 pets in my room when you include my two gobby budgies. Tis nice.

Lady Gaga's album has finished and now MGMT are playing. I also like them a lot.

Do I want to do a Masters or a PhD? Answers on a postcard please :)

...in which I am too lazy to edit my previous post

... and Portugal was a lot of fun.

I'm not entirely thrilled to be home, but hey. Thats how it is with holidays.

...in which I feel I should re-read Orwell's 1984

My original first line of this post was "long time no blog" but I changed it when I realised how many of my posts have started with that line.

I updated my Livejournal today for the first time in months and I feel good about it. Everyone on my friendslist over there is purely an online friend, I've never met any of them in real life but I like it that way. I never encourage RL friends to sign up to LJ because I wouldn't bother adding them to my friendslist. I don't have anything to hide, but nevertheless, I like how it rolls. My LJ friends are all made of awesome.

My best friends bought me a small (21 litre) fishtank for my birthday a couple of weeks ago. After finding space for it I've managed to set it up in a cosy corner of my room and now the filter is filtering merrily away. It makes a lovely sound but it's taking some getting used to.

Like just now... I'm listening to Diamond Dogs (fantastic album btw) when suddenly I fancy a sherbet lemon. I hit the pause button so I don't miss any fantasticness whilst I hunt down a sweetie and I can hear what I think is water gushing from somewhere, causing a split second of panic before I spot my lil tank.

I need fishes in it.

My day overall has been rather poo today, but this album is doing me wonders. And makes me want to read the book again.

Please saviour, saviour, show us
Hear me, I'm graphically yours

...in which decisions are not made

Oh dear, I'm well sick.

I need a cup of tea but really can't be fussed with getting out of bed.

Wait, watch this, I'm gonna do it.

Back. Due to the astonishing rate at which I drink tea there were no appropriate mugs available for me, so I'm lumped with a mosnter size one which has WORLD'S BIGGEST MUG emblazoned on the side. A present from my adorable brother.

Sleep last night wasn't good. It was punctuated my sniffles and dreams of tattoos, my arch enemy and my most loathed ex.

Last night I gave the tattoo thing a lot of thought and still have no answer :)
It's really hard. If these things only lasted for 5 years I'd be in the chair like a shot. I'd probably have a whole sleeve done. It's the whole permanent thing thats doing my head in.

I remember saying that if I didn't get into flight school I'd have my wrist inked. And I still don't. I've gone off the wrist idea though, I'm more taken with the idea of having something that you'll never see unless I want you to. Perhaps something up the side of my ribcage.

Oh, so many deicsions.

In other news it's 6 days until I fly to Portugal with John, which I'm really looking forward to. I miss having a tan, I can't wait for winter to be over and done with.

I should probably get dressed now. And do something productive. I might try and tick something off my list today :)

...in which I can answer an important question

http://new.uk.music.yahoo.com/blogs/guestlist/14935/did-david-bowie-cause-the-credit-crunch

For those of you wondering, the answer to this ridicularse question is no.

I'm so sick of the words "credit crunch".

I'm also sick, generally, after having acquired a lurgy over the past few days. It's my turn I suppose, I've been the last person out of pretty much everyone around me to get it. Which also means it's hard for me to point the finger of blame.

Now, I shall be crawling into my bed to watch Spongebob Squarepants and Deal or No Deal and drink myself silly on cups of tea.

...in which I think about food (for a change)

Hello. I'm blogging in bullet point form today.

1. I'm hungry

2. I'm currently drinking a cup of boiling water with a wine gum in it. No seriously. This is my mums advice on beating the lurgy I've aqcuired

3. It's not nice

4. Today I wrote some more of my novel in one of many breaks that I took

5. On that break I drank tea and ate a well nice cookie :)

6. A week tomorrow I'm going to Portugal with John, which is hundreds of different kinds of awesome

7. I might be changing my opinion in this silly wine gum concoction. It's not bad

8. I might set up my fishtank in a while. For my new fishys

...in which I consider a career change (sorta)

"I hadn't been out to the hives before, so to start off she gave me a lesson in what she called 'bee yard ettiquette'. She reminded me that the world really was one big bee yard, and the same rules worked fine in both places: Don't be afraid, as no life-loving bee wants to sting you. Still, don't be an idiot; wear long sleeves and long pants. Don't swat. Don't even think about swatting. If you feel angry, whistle. Anger agitates, while whistling melts a bee's temper. Act like you know what you're doing, even if you don't. Above all, send the bees love. Every little thing wants to be loved."

This is a passage I saw today in the book I'm currently reading. As someone who loves bees, I had to restrain myself from squeeing out loud when I read it.

This is my first blog as a 22 year old :)

I had an awesome birthday weekend, thanks to my beautiful amazing friends and my fantabulous boyfriend. I got to go see Stomp with John and then we went for a gorgeous Italian for dinner. It was so yum.

Today I've been doing the Learning Support thang. I met my student for the first time and actually managed to start doing my job and feeling like I've done some good to someone. Was cool. And lunch with Suzy to discuss all manner of important things. Like whether David Bowie got birthday cake on his birthday.

Now I'm home, clinging onto a cup of tea with one hand and franticly typing with the other.

...in which I start to get older

Today is my last day of being 21 and so far the most productive thing I've done is take a shower.

Lets start from the beginning. After finishing work at 3 yesterday I rolled into Uxbridge with my girls for shoppings 80s style. After a successful trip and a hilrious Starbucks visit we headed home to get ready. And once all and sundry were ready me and the girls plus John and Darren headed to Reflex for a bit of fun cheese and a bit of a boogie. Photos to appear soon hopefully :)

What with wor and partying I worked out that I was awake for 22 hours yesterday. Hardcore. So I slept until the afternoon today, and once awake was reluctant to leave my bed so I stayed in it for quite some time watching Spongebob Squarepants and Pimp My Ride UK. Good times.

And soon I'll be getting ready for night number 2 of celebrations, this time in the middle of London. My last night out as a 21 year old.

Cool :)

...in which I am full of non-teenage angst

What the fuck? I epicly hate today.

Everyone is pissing me off.

For the past half an hour I've been on the phone to insurance people who are bursting to give me a great deal on car insurance. The more times I say that I don't have enough details on me because I'm not the fucking policyholder, the more questions they want to ask that I dont have the answer to... because I'm not the policyholder.

I told the chick I was on my way out so instead of letting me go she puts me through to people who have no idea who I am, thus making me sound like a muppet. And the outcome of that half an hour of rubbish is a £2000 quote which is 4 times as much as what my mum found two nights ago. Fuckers.

Work was a little bit mare-ish.

I'm worried about my birthday.

Today is David Bowie's birthday, which is nice :)

...in which I talk about my day

Yeah. Nothing amazing to report.

I went to work and my assigned student didn't show up so I had a lunch break staright away. Slight fail. And then I did more shadowing of other staff in the afternoon which ended at 2.30. Plus I didn't see Suzy.

And today I also won't be seeing my other half who has his second bout of man-flu in the last two weeks. This is epicly rubbish. In usual circumstances I'd push aside my fear of the manflu (deadly as it is) and see him anyway but it happens to be my birthday at the weekend and I really don't want to be diseased for that. Le sigh.

I'm sure that I could be doing something outrageously productive with my time right now. Hmmm, what a thought.

The closest I've come to being mildly productive is to consider getting my guitar out.

Ok, shower time. This will be interesting since I backcombed my hair this morning to get it to "go right". Hello tangles.

...in which I lament

I realised today that I am almost permanently in a state of nostalgia. Some of the things, or time periods tht I miss are reasonable but I even miss the 70s. In case I've failed to mention it in this blog, I'm a few days away from turning 22, which means I didn't even come close to experiencing that decade.

But I get a good feeling from it nonetheless :)

I started a new job today, as a learning support assistant at a local college.
Perks include;
- it's 2 roads away from me which means I can walk there in nice weather
- there is free staff parking for lazy/cold days on which I shall drive there
- no uniform
- similarly, I can wear however many earrings I want
- Suzy! She works there too
- nice moneys
- it involves sitting down
- it will look stellar on my CV
- I don't come home smelling of coffee

Yay.

It is my birthday in 5 days and I shall be 22 :)

...in which I am overly optimistic

New Years resolutions;

1. Text David Bowie lyrics to Suzy every day of January
2. Learn to cook more stuff, hopefully a la Ramsay
3. Save more money
4. Buy lots of shoes (this might negate no. 3)
5. Visit some more cool places
6. Be happy
7. Be healthy

...in which I greet a new year!

Hello avid readers (I can see you) and happy 2009 to you.

And goodbye 2008. You started off rather rubbish but gradually got better and then morphed into amazing.

I finished my degree with upper second class honours, had a spiffy graduation, went to Ibiza, went to Glastonbury Festival, went to the pub lots, went to work hungover a lot, applied for flight school, got a new car, met new people and made new friends, made some good decisions, busted some wicked dance moves, tried new drinks, saw new places, got new piercings and turned 21. Boo yeah.

Not only did I do all of that but I also acquired a rather amazing, gorgeous boyfriend. And we have had all of The Fun. It would take a whole other entry to list all of the massively cool stuff we did, so just take my word for it that it's been awesome, and hopefully will continue to be.

And already 2009 is looking to be fabulous. My birthday is in 10 days time, I have a flying lesson to take, I have a holiday to Portugal booked with the afforementioned boyfriend, a ticket to Glastonbury festival, a new job starting, the possibility of doing a masters to name a few.

Happy New Year :)