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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 09:39:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/98062.html</link>
  <description>Ho hum, I&apos;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&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I booked a half day today so its just killing time till midday. I should have booked the whole day but hey ho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my imminent birthday (which I&apos;m not technically acknowledging, if I&apos;m not 29 I can never be 30!) my mum is getting me art supplies. I haven&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;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&apos;t Percy. I feel horrid saying that but they aren&apos;t. Still I&apos;m sure they&apos;ll have a way to charm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, I&apos;ve been writing this for the last hour and a half. You wouldn&apos;t have thought it reading it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;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&apos;m just not where I thought I&apos;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&apos;ll grow up properly, maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 15:45:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/97891.html</link>
  <description>Well, according to Livejournal its been 27 weeks since I last posted here. Doesn&apos;t time fly!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to make an effort to write more in here but not in a &quot;today I went here and I did this&quot; sort of thing. It will probably fail but anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other week I went to go see an author do a speaking thin at Rosy Lee&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeeeeeez looks like I failed already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I&apos;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&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 11:35:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I despise the world.</title>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/97740.html</link>
  <description>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 &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thisisnottingham.co.uk/news/Cats-owners-urged-vigilant-pets-killed/article-379533-detail/article.html&quot;&gt;http://www.thisisnottingham.co.uk/news/Cats-owners-urged-vigilant-pets-killed/article-379533-detail/article.html&lt;/a&gt; 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, upsets me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the pet front, since I last posted months ago 2 of my bob-a-lobs have passed away. One on his own (Geoff &quot;Pube-Face&quot;) 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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also pet related Ross&apos; cat Loopy slapped me on the arse yesterday. I was walking past her resting place and she spanked me on the bum. Saucy Minx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go as I am failing at eating soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Aug 2008 09:42:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stolen Also</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Bought everyone in the pub a drink&lt;br /&gt;02. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;03. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;05. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;06. Held a tarantula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08. Said &quot;I love you&quot; and meant it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09. Hugged a tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Done a striptease&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. Stayed up all night long&lt;/b&gt; on the phone, I nearly died the next day at work&lt;br /&gt;15. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;16. Gone to a huge sports game&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Touched an iceberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. Slept under the stars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;21. Changed a baby&apos;s nappy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;23. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;24. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/b&gt; never again&lt;br /&gt;25. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Had a food fight &lt;br /&gt;29. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;30. Taken a sick day when you&apos;re not ill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Asked out a stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;32. Had a snowball fight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;36. Enacted a favourite fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;37. Taken a midnight skinny dip&lt;br /&gt;38. Taken an ice cold bath &lt;br /&gt;39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;40. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;41. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Hit a six in cricket&lt;br /&gt;43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Adopted an accent for an entire day&lt;br /&gt;46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;47. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Had two hard drives for your computer &lt;br /&gt;49. Visited all 50 states in the US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;50. Loved your job&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;53. Had amazing friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;/b&gt; and a foreign stranger in this country&lt;br /&gt;55. Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;56. Stolen a sign.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Backpacked in Europe&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a road-trip.&lt;br /&gt;59. Rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;60. Lied to foreign government&apos;s official in that country to avoid notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;61. Midnight walk on the beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Sky diving&lt;br /&gt;63. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;64. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love&lt;/b&gt; been heartbroken without being in love, which was odd&lt;br /&gt;65. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger&apos;s table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;67. Bench pressed your own weight&lt;br /&gt;68. Milked a cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;69. Alphabetized your CDs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;70. Pretended to be a superhero&lt;/b&gt; Fire Woman&lt;br /&gt;71. Sung karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;72. Lounged around in bed all day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;br /&gt;74. Scuba diving&lt;br /&gt;75. Got it on to &quot;Let&apos;s Get It On&quot; by Marvin Gaye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;76. Kissed in the rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;77. Played in the mud&lt;/b&gt; with batteries for some reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;78. Played in the rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Gone to a drive-in theatre &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;80. Done something you should regret, but don&apos;t regret&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;82. Discovered that someone who&apos;s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Dropped Windows in favour of something better&lt;br /&gt;84. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;86. Toured ancient sites&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;88. Sword fought for the honour of a woman.&lt;br /&gt;89. Played D&amp;D for more than 6 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;90. Gotten married&lt;br /&gt;91. Been in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;92. Crashed a party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Loved someone you shouldn&apos;t  &lt;br /&gt;94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;95. Gotten divorced &lt;br /&gt;96. Had sex at the office.&lt;br /&gt;97. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;98. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;99. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;/b&gt; When I was about 5, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;100. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;101. Gotten a tattoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on&lt;br /&gt;103. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;104. Been on television news programs as an &quot;expert&quot;&lt;br /&gt;105. Got flowers for no reason &lt;br /&gt;106. Had sex in a public place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;107. Got so drunk you don&apos;t remember anything&lt;/b&gt; not everything but a lot&lt;br /&gt;108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;109. Performed on stage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;110. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/b&gt; well not yet but will be I think&lt;br /&gt;111. Recorded music&lt;br /&gt;112. Eaten shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;113. Had a one-night stand.&lt;/b&gt; Not Proud&lt;br /&gt;114. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;115. Seen Siouxsie live&lt;br /&gt;116. Bought a house&lt;br /&gt;117. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;118. Buried one/both of your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;119. Shaved or waxed your pubic hair off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;120. Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;121. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123. Bounced a cheque&lt;br /&gt;124. Performed in Rocky Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;125. Read - and understood - your credit report&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;126. Raised children&lt;/b&gt; Ratties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;127. Recently bought and played with a favourite childhood toy&lt;/b&gt; I got an Etch A Sketch last year&lt;br /&gt;128. Followed your favourite band/singer on tour.&lt;br /&gt;129. Created and named your own constellation of stars&lt;br /&gt;130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did&lt;br /&gt;132. Called or written to your Member of Parliament&lt;br /&gt;133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over - no though tempted at times&lt;br /&gt;134. ...more than once?&lt;br /&gt;135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn&apos;t stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;137. Had an abortion or your female partner did&lt;br /&gt;138. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;139. Survived an accident that you shouldn&apos;t have survived&lt;br /&gt;140. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;141. Lost over 100 pounds.&lt;/b&gt; in money, not weight&lt;br /&gt;142. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;143. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;144. Petted a stingray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;145. Broken someone&apos;s heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;146. Helped an animal give birth&lt;br /&gt;147. Been fired or laid off from a job&lt;br /&gt;148. Won money on a TV game show&lt;br /&gt;149. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;150. Killed a human being.&lt;br /&gt;151. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;152. Ridden a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;157. Ridden a horse&lt;br /&gt;158. Had major surgery.&lt;br /&gt;159. Had sex on a moving train&lt;br /&gt;160. Had a snake as a pet&lt;br /&gt;161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing.&lt;br /&gt;163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;164. Visited more foreign countries than US states&lt;br /&gt;165. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;167. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground.&lt;br /&gt;169. Been a sperm or egg donor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;170. Eaten vegetarian sushi &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;171. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;172. Had 2 healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime &lt;/b&gt; Only 1 &lt;br /&gt;173. Changed someone&apos;s mind about something you care deeply about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;174. Gotten someone fired for their actions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;175. Gone back to school&lt;br /&gt;176. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;177. Changed your name&lt;br /&gt;178. Petted a cockroach&lt;br /&gt;179. Eaten fried green tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;180. Read The Iliad.&lt;br /&gt;181. Selected one &quot;important&quot; author who you missed in school, and read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183. ...and gotten 86&apos;ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;184. Taught yourself art from scratch&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt&lt;br /&gt;187. Skipped all your school&lt;br /&gt;188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;br /&gt;189. Been elected to public office&lt;br /&gt;190. Written your own computer language  &lt;br /&gt;191. Thought to yourself that you&apos;re living your dream&lt;br /&gt;192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;br /&gt;193. Built your own PC from parts&lt;br /&gt;194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn&apos;t know you&lt;br /&gt;195. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;196. Dyed your hair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;197. Been a DJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;198. Found out someone was going to dump you via Livejournal?&lt;/b&gt; Not exactly but was at least under the impression via. Sherlock Holmes that I am&lt;br /&gt;199. Written your own role-playing game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;200. Been arrested.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 01:25:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Aside from</title>
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  <description>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</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jul 2008 07:48:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/96311.html</link>
  <description>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&apos;m about 5 words in and I trail off into the abyss. Plus she does that thing to her &quot;s&quot;&apos;s that Cunt Cliff Richard does and its fucking irritating. And she thinks she knows everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand she hates me cos I&apos;m thin and have nice hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swings and roundabouts really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 20:45:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Right</title>
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  <description>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 &quot;Ladies: A three-inch heel creates seven times more stress on the front of the foot than a one-inch heel.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response was &quot;But your feet will also look like a bag of gay&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 08:11:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/95757.html</link>
  <description>I think I live in a different world to everyone else. Or I&apos;m not really here, I&apos;ve not quite worked that one out yet. I&apos;m becoming introverted quite severely and wonder why I never did it sooner. I spend my time in the best company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t really been up to much to be honest, settling into the new job which I&apos;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&apos;m going to be the Finance Analyst for the company. Which sadly enough I&apos;ve wanted to do for about 5 years. So yeah thats all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being slightly broken by vodka I suppose I should get on and do some work. But I don&apos;t want to, bugger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 11:42:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What do I do in an emergency?</title>
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  <description>I watched The Machinist last night, hmmmmmmm vaguely enjoyable but you could see the &quot;twist&quot; 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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at work I screamed in the corridor on the way to the loo&apos;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&apos;t make up his mind and now forgotten what was agreed and wants it different again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 full days, 3 half Fridays to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been considering my patience:mug ratio. &lt;br /&gt;A few things that have pinged through my head this week;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have been a new pet peeve which is being called what I class as a nickname by people I either don&apos;t know or don&apos;t like. This is a privilige not a right&lt;br /&gt;- If anyone could every get so statically charged that they can be electrocuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;t paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Lycra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 11:26:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SAMBA</title>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/94978.html</link>
  <description>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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rats have yet to use their new toys. I feel so used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 11:35:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;d rather see Jay-Z than Noel Gallagher</title>
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  <description>Well the Box Office hours have now officially changed so no more evenings and no more Sundays. Good Times.&lt;br /&gt;Nice quiet week or so for Lucy&apos;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. &lt;br /&gt;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 &quot;Been sat up there on my own like a dickhead for aaaaaaaaages&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I pootled like a mofo. Chatted with the rats, briefly saw Alans and generally flopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I cleaned the house and went for a haircut. Afterwards went round to Ross&apos; house for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So generally yes, quiet, lazy weekend. Still debating the gym tonight, hmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 11:54:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;The&quot; &quot;BBC&quot;&quot;innit&quot;</title>
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  <description>Just been on the BBC website to gloat over my correct cynicism with the recent kidnapping thing and they don&apos;t half love to &quot;quote&quot; one word in their story headlines &quot;Amazing&quot;&quot;full-stop&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefness on my life rather than my head. Weekend was good. Started off with a gig at the Rescue Rooms for City &amp; Colour, liked it alot. Heard after-wards that Dallas Green wasn&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was half a write off for the above sleeping reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;t it? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addition to hate list - lisps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 10:19:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Things that I hate</title>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/94365.html</link>
  <description>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&apos;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&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there IS more but my head won&apos;t work.&lt;br /&gt;This is one step closer to understanding my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 12:28:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/94167.html</link>
  <description>Hello world, trees, clouds etc. I&apos;m not dead yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I went to Paris to see Liqueur. I also met Ross&apos; 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, &quot;they do know I&apos;m coming yes?&quot; To be met with a &quot;no, why?&quot; 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&apos; nice cat Wally (as opposed to the spitting bundle of feline hate Loopy in Nottingham).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;t acknowledge my be/amusement as thats exactly what he wanted. Cad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;m guessing a mix of not going out drinking for ages and home measures didn&apos;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;m not ill or anything, just never feeling hungry. Oddness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T minus 3.34 hours. Get that in your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 20:33:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just wrote out a whine, a PROPER whiney whine. Cept I read it back and thought &quot;what a tosser&quot;. Suffice to say I am sick and tired. Quite literally I am sick and tired. I need a day off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 12:28:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I had a weekend away from the house which was very pleasant, went round to Ross&apos; 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&apos; again for Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying that I have to do all my domestic stuff tonight now but no matter. I slept for 10 hours at my mum&apos;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&apos;M OLD DAMMIT and these 60 hours weeks are starting to take their toll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&apos;s &quot;doing the business&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 17:53:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today</title>
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  <description>I have thought far too many times &quot;I would really like to punch/kick/hit/slap Mr/Mrs X&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really not a very nice person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 12:40:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Casual stereotyping</title>
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  <description>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&apos;m hearing is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Haw hee haw hee haw monde du&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 12:28:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I discovered today that beansprouts when they are a mere day old don&apos;t taste so good. Ummmpers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brief moment of NOT having PRE MT, MT or POST MT is over. I&apos;m officially rubbish. Today I have spat, snarled,whimpered and huffed. All good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man about 3 feet to my left needs a right good kick IN THE SCRATCHY CHIN FACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 12:29:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HoHum</title>
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  <description>Today I woke up in a stinker of a mood. As in MOOD, including senseless tantrum and dummy throwing. Its still there but I&apos;ve stopped chuntering under my breath about everything as I realise I sound just like my mum. Didn&apos;t help by the fact of getting into work today to be told there was no water and we coupldn&apos;t use the loos until fixed.....took 3 hours. BUT they kindly provided coffees as the machines weren&apos;t working. YEAH fill us all with liquid, thats a cracking idea you RETARDS. I do worry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be about regrouping and mentally bitch-slapping myself with the help of the rats. Speaking of which (smooth) Al&apos;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&apos;s eyes were definitely not saying yes no matter what Bunk thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Geoff has his fur growing back now so he doesn&apos;t look quite so much like a mongol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chirped up a little now, could be worse I could be Jeremy Beadle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 12:32:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Joy to the Fricking World</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Was 2007 a good year for you?&lt;br /&gt;It was relatively good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your favourite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Being in the States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What was your least favourite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Having Mouch die in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Where were you when 2007 began?&lt;br /&gt;At my house, having a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who were you with?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where will you be when 2007 ends?&lt;br /&gt;At my house, having a party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Who will you be with when 2007 ends?&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Did you keep your new years resolution of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t make one to my knowledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you have a new years resolution for 2008?&lt;br /&gt;I will yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you fall in love in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If yes, with who?&lt;br /&gt;n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If yes, do they know?&lt;br /&gt;seriously n/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Are you still in love with them?&lt;br /&gt;see above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you regret it?&lt;br /&gt;not being in love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Did you breakup with anyone in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;One person broke up with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Did you make any new friends in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and met up with some old ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Who are your favourite new friends?&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmm no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your favourite month of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Did you travel outside of the UK in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Yep, was uber fricking great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) How many different states did you travel to in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;2 I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Mouch and the Binky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Did you miss anybody in the past year?&lt;br /&gt;I miss lots of people right now as I have no social life :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What was your favourite movie that you saw in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t remember the last film I watched never mind that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) What was your favourite song from 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Christ - Brand New&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What was your favourite album from 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, lots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How many concerts did you see in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Lost track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Did you have a favourite concert in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed Brand New despite the circumstances, also both Alexisonfire shows were good. Reading in general was good too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I need to cut back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Did you do a lot of drugs in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Only syndol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) How many people did you sleep with in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?&lt;br /&gt;Oh God yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) What was the biggest lie you told in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;You look nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What was the worst lie someone told you in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;pffffffft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Did you treat somebody badly in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;More than likely but not intentionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Did somebody treat you badly in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;One or two people wound me up immensley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) How much money did you spend in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Far too much as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) What was your most embarrassing moment of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Lost track to be honest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2007 and change it, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Being a pathetic twat at the beginning of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) What are your plans for 2008?&lt;br /&gt;New job, make money, pay debts, go back to the States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in an anti social funk. I have very limited free time at the moment and whenever I DO get free time I want to spend it on my own. Not talking. Shhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Its a bit of a catch 22. Its a selfish catch 22 but if I don&apos;t put me first who else is going to? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Evening are being taken up with agency meetings which seem to be ranging from 20 minute meet and greet &quot;how&apos;s your father, lovely to meet you now GET OUT MY DOOR&quot; to 1 hour and 20 minute grillings about the ins and out of everything Lucy related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I have eventually got round to updating and uploading my CV onto websites and have had quite a good response with a call asking if I would be interested in working in Birmingham (I declined because of the accents and the world of pain they could inflict) and also London (nice idea but not really in a position to be doing such things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been to the ballet twice this month my my mum. One was the Nutcracker by the Northern Ballet Theatre, which didn&apos;t include any whippets. I want my cocking money back. It was great though and I went all girly and was actually sat on the edge og my seat grinning like a loon. This was also in a 2nd tier box whilst wearing a big vintage prom dress. I R TEH SWANK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, does anyone know where I can get I M Weasel at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is the works do. Its going to hurt me. Then off work (Speedo) til 2nd Jan but in the BO over Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt should be visiting in February, which is something to look forward to and am going to Paris in March to see The Cure....not Liqueur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Gareth Brown Says - McClusky</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 12:40:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/91828.html</link>
  <description>I bought some White Tea yesterday.....because a magazine told me to. I am such a sucker! Anyway, drank some. Was alright. Had the usual conning smell of all herbal and fruit teas of the possibility of tasting like it smells. FAILSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmm. I agreed to go to the works Christmas do today. I haven&apos;t been out for ages so its sort of a night out. How depressing when you almost jump at the chance for an evening out so agree to dinner with Speedo. Yesterday I discovered whilst being asked to sign the Chairman&apos;s card and grumbling that HE has never sent me so much as a post-it note on my birthday that they actually DO send cards out to employees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They hate me.......I&apos;m hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hissy fit this morning which I&apos;m blaming on hormones and my retarded bank. Last week my card was sucked into a machine with a high pitched squeal and laughing. I stomped to the bank and looked half annoyed half confused with an air of panic about me whilst they explained that 4 weeks earlier I had cancelled my card due to it being damaged and requested a new one. I had no idea I was so efficient about things I didn&apos;t know. So yeah they took it off me but I never got the replacement. It came through yesterday but I&apos;m still having trouble getting the online payment thing to work on some of my now overdue bills. Halifax are cunts and I&apos;m blaming that stupid singing advert man for it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been to the gym properly since before I went to America. I feel a wee bit squidgy. Not as in fat just as in not as toned as I was. Which makes sense. As I haven&apos;t been doing the things to keep me toned. Y&apos;see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, bought a purse the other day. A Mum purse. But without the big gold clasp on it. What with all this agreeing to go on work nights and buying purses I think I&apos;m having a nervous breakdown. Lovely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Jumbo Blimp Jumbo - Kyuss</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 19:38:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/91563.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;ve been getting bored alot recently. With stuff, words, conversations, people etc. Its very odd. Feel like I have no patience with pretty much anything also that I just plain don&apos;t or even want to try to understand the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho hum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So New York was amazing. Its now my dream to live there.&lt;br /&gt;The following day I eventually had a lie in! I also woke up with a bit of a freshers flu/cold bug. Matt and I had agreed to go to Sabrina&apos;s for breakfast. This was this amazing shabby chic like cafe with great food. I had an egg white omelette, which sounds healthy but was huge with about 4 rounds of toast and a pile of home fries with it!! After that it was decided that the day was just going to be pure indulgence so we trotted off to buy some nice cakes to eat in a park. On the way did the usual trick of going into any thrift-store on the way. There was a Gay Shop, I was desperate to buy something from there just so I had but couldn&apos;t see anything :(. We decided after having a couple of hectic days to just rent some films and grab some beers for the evening. This was after we had sat in the pretty park just as it was turning to dusk and having the cakes. Talked for ages, saw a rat, squealed with delight and went back for the films and beers. Fell asleep during the film as is my usual trick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday &lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly I shopped. I shopped like a mofo. At one point I was walking about a shop with 4 pairs of shoes grinning. Then I had to rationalise to myself that I didn&apos;t need that many shoes so settled on one pair. Which were promptly put on and almost as promptly broke my feet. Worth it though. I think I momentarily broke a sales womans heart by not giving into the nail buffer she was wonderfully demonstrating on Matt. My reasoning of &quot;does it look like I look after my nails??&quot; whilst showing her my 5 week old chipped nail polish didn&apos;t sway her. For the evening we were supposed to go see Jesu but I was still feeling a bit under the weather so bailed out on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Back to New York Baby! This time went on the China Town bus which was amusing. The entire journey had a woman arguing on the phone with someone along the lines of &quot;I don&apos;t want to hear what you have to say&quot;....this went on for over an hour so she couldn&apos;t really have meant it. We got off in Tribeca I think and went for a wander about SoHo. Looked at extremely expensive jeans in a shop called Blue in Green, wandered about Prada which I wasn&apos;t impressed with, had a gorgeous bagel, braved the subway, walked past Tiffany&apos;s grinning and had a nice walk about Central Park. Attempted to feed the fat bastard squirrels but they weren&apos;t happy with the apple core offerings I had. Saw a kid go flying over the handle bars of his scooter and land in a puddle. I thought I was going to explode from laughing. By this point it was getting a bit windy so we started back to the subway. Headed to Veniero&apos;s for more cakes :) Then grabbed the bus back to Philly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Went for a nice wander about South Philly again and just relaxed. Ate in a really nice coffee shop but everyone was reading or using lap tops. We were the only ones talking it seemed. Odd! Got taken to this amazing Flea-market where we spent about an hour if not loads more! Got a vintage prom style dress for £15. Happy Lucy. Also had a huge ass Burrito and looked like an Ethiopian after that. In the evening we went out for mojitos and sangria with Matt&apos;s housemate Valerie. Had a really good evening although the walk home busting for a piss wasn&apos;t so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday &lt;br /&gt;Was just quite relaxed as I was going home that evening. Went about Philly City for the afternoon having one last look about Urban Outfitters and took Matt to a nice bar for a bite to eat to say thank-you for putting up with me. Ended up talking about Top Gear and Gordon Ramsay. Very odd! My packing was hindered by Turtle the cat who kept insisting on sitting in my suitcase whilst my back was turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was airport stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Cup of tea I think</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Nov 2007 08:33:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh good Lord</title>
  <author>ickle_uce@hotmail.com</author>  <link>http://nummie-devi.livejournal.com/91348.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;m going to have a bitch of a hangover when I eventually sober up! Met up with a girl called Martine last night. I believe that &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_tipofdoom&apos; lj:user=&apos;tipofdoom&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tipofdoom.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://tipofdoom.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;tipofdoom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will be the only one who knows her on here. We used to work at Rock City many many many years ago and lived together in an house that a naff indian restaurant exploded in. ANYWHO. I wasn&apos;t sure if we&apos;d still get on but at 12:45 when they were clearing up Rescue Rooms and I was denying the time I guess we were. Today is not going to be fun. Films will be made about the uphill struggle I will have today. With slow motion montages and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and registered with my employment agency again yesterday. You can take your lycra based aqua wear and stick it up your pompous arse. Effing fed up with feeling like Oliver cunting Twist in this place. Execs who bring down the left over buffet from their meetings like some cocking Samaritans from West Bridgford who work weekends in a soup kitchen. FUCK OFF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 08:56:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>In the vein of Kristy</title>
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  <description>Today my horoscope said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Cancer Moon restores your self-confidence, inner radiance, self -esteem, sense of purpose, enthusiasm, optimism and oooh all kinds of other good stuff. Bouncing around like a total loon, your laughter is infectious&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I fell over on the busy Victoria Centre crossing this morning. Yeah IN YOUR FACE CONFIDENCE AND ESTEEM! Did manage to laugh it completely off though, least I think I did. So yeah. Gnehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really must finish off my US update soon for myself if nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://nummie_devi.icons.ljtoys.org.uk/mi/dot.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;</description>
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