...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!