Hello?

Ho hum, I'm on a half day today. THANK GOD! Ended up in Bodega last night for the Mega Emo Onslaught (I kid you not!!) Ended up in the midst of a fight/altercation with a horrid obnoxious man who knocked my friend flying and didn't see the need to apologise. Anywho, he ended up being escorted out, not I. Aside from that it was a nice night. Felt very old in the room though, boooo.

Luckily I booked a half day today so its just killing time till midday. I should have booked the whole day but hey ho.

For my imminent birthday (which I'm not technically acknowledging, if I'm not 29 I can never be 30!) my mum is getting me art supplies. I haven't had those for about 10 years. I guess seeing as I have free time now I should do something productive with it rather than watch shit tv.

I really miss having rats, its so horrid not to have something to look after. I have lots of other people pets around me but its not the same. I wish Mr Tommy were still here, he was my little furry rock. Its strange how someone who never says a word to you, gives advice or hugs you even, can make you feel comforted. He was a special rodent.
On the vein of much missed pets my very old cat Percy (20 years old I think)died about 6 weeks ago. It was so strange going home for the first time after he passed. The house seemed so empty without him. She has recently got 2 new kittens, brothers, who are adorable but they aren't Percy. I feel horrid saying that but they aren't. Still I'm sure they'll have a way to charm me.

Jesus, I've been writing this for the last hour and a half. You wouldn't have thought it reading it back.

I'm not immensely happy at the moment. Got a few things I need to sort in my head. Not sure whether its the looming birthday that gets my head thinking or what. I'm just not where I thought I'd be at this age, then again who is? My mum was saying she always seems to have me in this time capsule of being about 19 and thats how I feel all the time. Maybe one day I'll grow up properly, maybe.

Well, according to Livejournal its been 27 weeks since I last posted here. Doesn't time fly!?

I'm going to make an effort to write more in here but not in a "today I went here and I did this" sort of thing. It will probably fail but anyway.

The other week I went to go see an author do a speaking thin at Rosy Lee's and thats kind of spurred me to start this thing up again. It was quite an inspiring evening, then I went to go see Danko Jones completely on the spur of the moment and ended up giggling for about 30 mins straight at the whole thing. Kind of killed the inspiring bug for the night.

Jeeeeeez looks like I failed already!

At the moment I'm spending most of my working week at Bildurn, which is the property developing side of the Akins dynasty. Its in a rank little office over the amusement arcade in Hockley. I have managed to make myself believe that I'm McNulty or something everytime I walk through the scutty gate to go into the office. I took Jane who I work with inthe nicer offices there and she said it looks like the doorway to an eastern european whore house. Pleasant.

I have 19 mins to kill until I get to go for the day. Today has really dragged and my motivation has done a runner.

The other day I saw 2 wood pigeons, they looked like they were hiding behind a bush. In my head they were going to ambush a city pigeon who had come into the wrong area. Then it snowballed into a whole West Side Story pigeon dance off and I spent far too long laughing to myself. I really do wish what goes on in my head existed. Would make the world a much better place to be.

I despise the world.
I was having a quick shuffle about town on my week off this morning and getting errands out the way when I popped into a newsagent for my daily flapjack and saw this http://www.thisisnottingham.co.uk/news/Cats-owners-urged-vigilant-pets-killed/article-379533-detail/article.html on the front page of the Evening Post. I just felt sickened and not ashamed to admit a little emotional. This shit rattles my cage something chronic. Possibly also could be the start of some deranged serial killer 10 years down the line.

Grrrr, upsets me

On the pet front, since I last posted months ago 2 of my bob-a-lobs have passed away. One on his own (Geoff "Pube-Face") and the other under my decision (Bunk). My big bummed man Brick went to the vets last Friday after I saw he was struggling using his back legs and feet correctly, turns out he has arthritis. He will not be opening jars for me anymore. Shame.

Also pet related Ross' cat Loopy slapped me on the arse yesterday. I was walking past her resting place and she spanked me on the bum. Saucy Minx

Have to go as I am failing at eating soup

Current Mood: infuriated

Stolen Also
( Friday avoiding work thing )

Current Mood: confused
Current Music: J.E.W

Aside from
trying to figure out my mouse after too many pints. The oddest thing I have had to deal with tonight has been told that being part jewish, part english, part french and part irish is the best combination for mongrel ever. Odd

I have given up making conversation at work now, as everytime I try I get talked over by the woman sat opposite me about when I'm about 5 words in and I trail off into the abyss. Plus she does that thing to her "s"'s that Cunt Cliff Richard does and its fucking irritating. And she thinks she knows everything.

But on the other hand she hates me cos I'm thin and have nice hair.

Swings and roundabouts really

Current Mood: gloomy

Right
After receiving a rather painful blister on the sole of my heel today I was googling my little arse off to find a solution to my pain. After reading the such of "Ladies: A three-inch heel creates seven times more stress on the front of the foot than a one-inch heel."

My response was "But your feet will also look like a bag of gay"

Bastards

I think I live in a different world to everyone else. Or I'm not really here, I've not quite worked that one out yet. I'm becoming introverted quite severely and wonder why I never did it sooner. I spend my time in the best company

I've been umming and ahhing over getting a new tattoo recently and on the bus this morning I decided it will be done by the end of September. Yep.

I haven't really been up to much to be honest, settling into the new job which I've been at for 4 weeks now, Jesus effing Christ where did that time go? Got some good news yesterday about the future of me at DHP and I'm going to be the Finance Analyst for the company. Which sadly enough I've wanted to do for about 5 years. So yeah thats all good.

For this week I have been watching/replaying in my head/trying to mimic the Bowie song from Flight of The Conchords. I need to get a good repertoire of impersonations.

Despite being slightly broken by vodka I suppose I should get on and do some work. But I don't want to, bugger

Current Mood: indifferent

What do I do in an emergency?
I watched The Machinist last night, hmmmmmmm vaguely enjoyable but you could see the "twist" coming a mile off. I also got my Bob boys out for a couple of hours whilst it was on. I am always entertained by how big Bricks bum is. Now that IS a great big pumpkin arse. I think they are starting to like me, only taken nearly 2 years.

Today at work I screamed in the corridor on the way to the loo's not realising I would be heard by the whole office. Oopsy. Its a long boring finance story but in a nutshell, I have had to in total re-do a bit of work 5 times now because my boss couldn't make up his mind and now forgotten what was agreed and wants it different again.

7 full days, 3 half Fridays to go!

I have been considering my patience:mug ratio.
A few things that have pinged through my head this week;

-I have been a new pet peeve which is being called what I class as a nickname by people I either don't know or don't like. This is a privilige not a right
- If anyone could every get so statically charged that they can be electrocuted.

I keep beaming out into a big grin whenever someone talks about me leaving Speedo, this includes the President at our Team Meeting yesterday. Shortly after 2 people zipped by in what appeared to be a tard scooter race down Ascot Road, making Jenny and I burst out laughing only highlighting the fact we weren't paying attention.

Love Lycra

Current Mood: apathetic

SAMBA
Shall we? Well, I handed in my notice at Speedo yesterday, there was an Angels choir interpreting the whole thing in my head whilst I tried not to grin too much. I have accepted a job at DHP (yeah shush) in their HO in town working in their accounts department. More money and what seems to be less responsibility. Bonus! I have approx 17 days left what with Bank Holidays and all.

My mum also got a new job recently in the QMC stroke unit, I do still laugh just as its a funny way to describe something quite horrific. Its my way

I also went to the Docs on Friday as my elbow was still bruised, swollen and not moving fully. It would seem that I partially dislocated it the other week and that wasn't a panic attack I had but my body going into shock. How strange, my elbow has done that to a lesser degree before and I just hit it to get it back in place. How Commando of me.

Rats have yet to use their new toys. I feel so used.

Bored

I'd rather see Jay-Z than Noel Gallagher
Well the Box Office hours have now officially changed so no more evenings and no more Sundays. Good Times.
Nice quiet week or so for Lucy's. I was off Speedo Weds/Thurs and Friday. I went to the gym on Wednesday and ended up gimping my arm up something chronic. The joint jarred continuously for about 5 minutes and the only way I could get it to move was by (genius Lucy) smacking it really hard but this just put it in a new angle to be jarred at. Cue lots of hitting, small amounts of hyperventilating as I had to psyche myself up to twat the bastard thing and I *think* a panic attack. Bad Times. May or may not go to the gym tonight to see if it can take the buuuuuuuuurn.
That evening I went listen to some author do a talk thingy. Went on my own which was nice and made a change. Though not realising it had started already as the tea rooms people had indeed told me I was at the correct place but not that it was in some downstairs section of the building, I descended the stairs to the talking cubby hole chuntering "Been sat up there on my own like a dickhead for aaaaaaaaages"

Thursday I pootled like a mofo. Chatted with the rats, briefly saw Alans and generally flopped.

Friday I cleaned the house and went for a haircut. Afterwards went round to Ross' house for the evening.

Usual box office weekend for Saturday, bought the rats some toys as I had been concerned they were getting bored as the tail chasing trick had been happening more regularly. It makes me think of those bears in the wspa (or whatever) adverts that rock. New toys went in, got looked at, wee'd on, bitten then ignored. Cunts. They then lied to Kristy about me and pretended they had been attention starved for weeks when they had only been without attention for about 3 hours.

On Sunday Ross and I had a shuffle about town with the intention to go for a pub lunch. Decided it would be easier, warmer and comfier to go back to his and cook food.

So generally yes, quiet, lazy weekend. Still debating the gym tonight, hmmmm.

"The" "BBC""innit"
Just been on the BBC website to gloat over my correct cynicism with the recent kidnapping thing and they don't half love to "quote" one word in their story headlines "Amazing""full-stop"

What a delightful observation. One other observation is: go ahead bars are a pile a of tosh and do not fill you up in any way. Waste of cocking money.

Briefness on my life rather than my head. Weekend was good. Started off with a gig at the Rescue Rooms for City & Colour, liked it alot. Heard after-wards that Dallas Green wasn't too impressed with the venue. WELL, really. Because Rescue Rooms is such a well laid out and planned venue OOOOERRR a personless brush is currently wiping up and down the window infront of me, how rare.

After the gig I stayed out with Wai and met up with the usual crowd. Too many daft conversations. Mainly about the various loves of HBO. After that we went to the Bopp. Yeah, not too bothered about that night to be honest. Venue/music issues. I was under the impression it was to be some sort of big band/swing style night. Not my nan listening to Radio Nottingham on a Sunday morning night. Hey ho.

Saturday I had to deal with the box office and on only 4 hours sleep I was stumbling about like a mini frankenstein, warning teens of the dangers of booze and asking if they wanted to end up like me. After work I slept, lots.

Sunday was half a write off for the above sleeping reason.

I am currently 1/4 of the way through my working week. I had semi forgotten I had asked for Weds/Thurs and Fri off this week. It was authorised this morning so WOOOOOO. Good isn't it? Yes.

On Weds I am going to some book reading thing. I may wear my specs and sporadically put one of the arms in my mouth whilst looking earnest.

Addition to hate list - lisps

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Royal Trux - Juicy Juicy Juice

Things that I hate
Kids, Kids in multiples of 3 or more, dead kids parents; your chuff spurt was never that great, them being dead does not make them better, Gwyneth Paltrow, clothing for pets: COSTUMES for pets on the other hand are great, Prawns, Fruit Tea, Bono (thats a given) Fat people touching me, people that stare that little bit too long, hotel bathrooms, scruffy graffiti, people that don't use indicators; their use is in the name, Eddie Murphy in the 21st century, TOM HANKS, Pre-recorded messages that are jigsawed together, Straight Edgers that thrust their views; be into Scientology instead, Students talking on their mobiles, Sloaney students doing whatever, Public transport, City councils and their pre budget roadworks, the man in the Spar shop, Royal Mail, Vocal pigeon haters, holding money for too long, my shoulders, people that can't hold a decent argument and just take it into personal, people that pour drinks on people; how old are you? Elliot Minor, badly applied makeup, dry flapjacks, school holidays and burnt toast.

there IS more but my head won't work.
This is one step closer to understanding my brain

Hello world, trees, clouds etc. I'm not dead yet.

Last week I went to Paris to see Liqueur. I also met Ross' parents for the first time. All was feeling calm until I asked just as pulling up to a mahooosif 4 floored house in London Taaaaaaaaaahn, "they do know I'm coming yes?" To be met with a "no, why?" Cue mini panic and quick head argument as to whether to believe the geek or not. Anyway, seemed to get on with them fine and made a friend in Ross' nice cat Wally (as opposed to the spitting bundle of feline hate Loopy in Nottingham).

The short holiday was really nice if tiring. I got to chuckle at an individual on the tube that looked like all the other individuals about EXCEPT he was carrying a toy tiger in his breast pocket. I didn't acknowledge my be/amusement as thats exactly what he wanted. Cad.

Paris was just what I expected, pushy, rude and a wee bit smelly. Cure were really good though. But after 3 hours I wanted them to shuffle off to their big slipper and fire jackets so I could lie/sit down. The european dancing and Hi-5ing was just a pure joy to behold.

Back in England, and for my first weekend off since I dunno when, Ross and I went for a nice lunch at the Ropewalk and went out on the town for the evening. I managed to get unashamedly wasted very quickly. I'm guessing a mix of not going out drinking for ages and home measures didn't help. After hours of dancing (slow motion style in the Basement so I am told) and the biggest head over heels fall down the stairs of City, I gave in and went home to make Lucy toasty feel good. Despite making a massive tit out of myself and probably being a little bit too whiney and vocal at one point it was definitely needed and not regretted. Maybe a little.

This week at work I have had some good pay related news, so Wooooo go me. I also seem to have almost entirely lost my appetite. Which is worrying as I'm not ill or anything, just never feeling hungry. Oddness.

T minus 3.34 hours. Get that in your face

Current Mood: awake

I just wrote out a whine, a PROPER whiney whine. Cept I read it back and thought "what a tosser". Suffice to say I am sick and tired. Quite literally I am sick and tired. I need a day off

I had a weekend away from the house which was very pleasant, went round to Ross' on Friday evening/night, work all day Saturday, visited my mum for the night afterwards, back in the Box Office again Sunday then a brief nip home to loose the bag lady disguise and off to Ross' again for Sunday night.

Saying that I have to do all my domestic stuff tonight now but no matter. I slept for 10 hours at my mum's house. Was definitely needed, I care not that I was tucked up in bed at 10pm with a mug of warm milk and an electric blanket on a Saturday night . I'M OLD DAMMIT and these 60 hours weeks are starting to take their toll!

Also my cat smells like an old man though, very distressing. BUT ANTM starts tonight. I get my stories back. I was wondering today if the scratchy chin man at work scratches his chin when he's "doing the business"

I need a life

Current Mood: pensive

Today
I have thought far too many times "I would really like to punch/kick/hit/slap Mr/Mrs X"

I really not a very nice person

:D

Current Mood: devious

Casual stereotyping
There is a sales rep from France visiting sat in the section about 6 feet away from me on the phone. No matter what she is saying all I'm hearing is

"Haw hee haw hee haw monde du"

Back to work

Current Mood: giggly

I discovered today that beansprouts when they are a mere day old don't taste so good. Ummmpers

The brief moment of NOT having PRE MT, MT or POST MT is over. I'm officially rubbish. Today I have spat, snarled,whimpered and huffed. All good.

I have pondering recently over the choices of friends people make. They seem so bizarre at times, or do I just find the vast majority of Nottingham to be complete idiots?
Bleurgh sprouts really not good! My 2 choices for tonight are go to the gym and take my pent upness out on the rowing machine or go home and drown myself internally with ice-cream. Hmmmmm so appealing.

Busy weekend again coming up with work work and more work. Getting a hair cut too though Woooooo! Its like I have a proper life.

Man about 3 feet to my left needs a right good kick IN THE SCRATCHY CHIN FACE

Current Mood: frustrated

HoHum
Today I woke up in a stinker of a mood. As in MOOD, including senseless tantrum and dummy throwing. Its still there but I've stopped chuntering under my breath about everything as I realise I sound just like my mum. Didn't help by the fact of getting into work today to be told there was no water and we coupldn't use the loos until fixed.....took 3 hours. BUT they kindly provided coffees as the machines weren't working. YEAH fill us all with liquid, thats a cracking idea you RETARDS. I do worry

Tonight will be about regrouping and mentally bitch-slapping myself with the help of the rats. Speaking of which (smooth) Al's rat have relocated to my house :D i have girlies again! They are very entertaining even if when I wok up today all I could hear was scuffling about, they are in my room with me for the moment until they settle, turned my bedside light on and saw what could only be describe as lesbian rat rape. Yoda's eyes were definitely not saying yes no matter what Bunk thought.

Special Geoff has his fur growing back now so he doesn't look quite so much like a mongol.

Chirped up a little now, could be worse I could be Jeremy Beadle.

Current Mood: foul

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