...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 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 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.