- Got a good Payrise (not likely to happen again, by the looks...)
- Got the Star Wars DVD Boxset
- Had a fab holiday in Scarborough, proving that British seaside is still cool
- Visited Gemma in Manchester, which was fun!
- Used an out-of-date railcard, and got away with it!
- Saw the best movie of the year: The Incredibles!
- Met Terry Pratchett
- Went to my first Beatles tribute, sans Dom.
- Went to York races in a pink dress and pink hat (quelle surprise)
- Learnt how to make dresses (and sucessfully wore two I made)
- Tried Thai food
- Found out that I actually like olives (!!)
- Ate strawberries dipped in a chocolate fountain! Wicked!
- Got a deep fat fryer, and fried loads of random things!
- Learnt Oh When The Saints on my guitar
- Played badminton a little and got back into swimming
- Visited Jax in Edinburgh and saw the fringe festival stuff
- Moved into a house
- Hosted a BBQ
- Dressed up in fancy dress 5 times!
- Watched Viking Longboat racing outside the flat (where I used to live)
- Bought and Built a bed
- Black tie dinner at the National Railway Museum - very cool!
Friday, December 31, 2004
Sunday, December 12, 2004
I must appologise for my appalling spelling in the last post.
minesterial is spelt ministerial
irellevant was clearly supposed to be spelled irrelevant
justace should be written justice
However, according to my spellchecker "empathise" is wrong. they want a "z" instead of an "s"
- I also must disagree with badfriend's comment on the previous post. I also refuse to go any further on the subject at this time.
- Lastly, I must appologise for not walking home with Iasonas, Lint and co when the ginger one was in a drunken stupor. I was the only one who was prepared to go near him when he was actually being sick though - so if anyone ever needs looking after while sick by someone who doesn't mind getting sick on them (!) then I'm often around on these occasions (my bad luck really)
- And one more thing - stairs are dangerous!
Sunday, December 05, 2004
This is a topic which has annoyed me in a variety of ways.
- People keep saying that we should not pry into Mr Blunkett's private life, however if he is abusing his minesterial position then it is important for the public to know that.
- Tony Blair, at the end of the day, is the man who will decide whether Mr Blunkett keeps his job. However, dear Tony has already stated that he believes Blunkett, even without the enquiry. This is not going to lead to a fair judgment on Blair's part.
- The fact the Blunkett has a child by this lady is actually irellevant.
- The lady now wished to be kept out of the press, and not go to court, yet she's willing to drag Blunkett's name through the dirt. This is wrong. If you can't take it, lady, don't try to give it out.
- There is one good thing that may come of this though. The fathers for justace group will have a high-ranking supporter, who will be able to empathise with those poor men who are denied access to their children. (NB. If there is good reason to keep the father away, so be it. But it needs to be a damned good reason!)
Well, this led to some introspection on my part. Why do I blog? What is the reason for me to publish what is basically a diary on the internet for the world to see? Is it in some vague hope that someone will find it interesting? Perhaps I am looking for someone to be impressed. Is it that I want to share things without having to have conversations about them?
I think, in honesty, that blogging allows me to sound off about things which annoy me, things which I know my friends wouldn't be interested in, and also allows me to consolidate my thoughts on issues which have had some effect on me. Ultimately I don't blog for other people, I blog for myself. (Except the book reviews, of course)
Saturday, December 04, 2004
We arrived in a blaze of publicity...
Well, we arrived anyway. One of my workmates was hanging around having a cigarette. Nobody took photos.
The food was good. I enjoyed all except the parfait. I didn't know what parfait was or I wouldn't have changed my order from plum pudding. It turns out, for the uninitiated, that parfait is basically blancmange on biscuit. Yuck. The first mouthful made me jidder. Ick! I gave mine to Dom.
The band was crap. I don't mind them playing Tom Jones's classics if they can sing anywhere vaguely near as well as he, but the band we had was poor. They did play some disco/pop music briefly between the band's slots. (Two slots!!!) and also apparantly afterwards. However, I missed the second slot since I was sick of the crappy music.
I did have a nice conversation with one of the young men who works down stairs from me, and who I send information to. He has very blue eyes! We agreed on the Daleks, Alien 3 and Star Trek. He was surprised by how much I had drunk, and the fact I wasn't falling over.
The dress was a success. I didn't reveal myself to the world due to extensive application of tit-tape. For everyone who isn't Pete (who I already told) tit-tape is double sided tape which is safe for use on skin and fabric and will attach clothing to body parts. That's how the stars, and now I, get away with these clothes.
However, despite the band being poor, the night was good. I enjoyed myself, I drank lots without being sick, some random person commented on my dress and some people even noticed my new haircut.
Yes, I finally got around to cutting my hair off. I feel like me again! I will try to post a picture of the new haircut but I will have to take a picture and everything first.
Wednesday, December 01, 2004
The electric meter clicks. Quite often if the washer/cooker is on. How can I stop it? (Other than sitting in the dark with no heating, no TV and no anything, except possibly the gas fire, which might be dangerous. And the pipes would freeze. And I'd have no clean clothes or cooked food. Or chilled food, for that matter.
I have nails again! Although they too click, at least when I am typing! Grr. But also yey! And I dyed my hair, but nobody noticed. This is good however, since I was going for a natural-brown shade, rather than my usual O-my-God-its-red style shade. I guess I'm either growing up or have a red dress which red hair would clash with - you know me, take your pick.
Ok, technically not, I'm being Mr Black's boss. Because he's in Norwich. Not Mr Black, but his boss. My actual boss is here. I have done the work of two people (Myself and Black's boss) but I doubt that I will get any thanks for it. In fact, I think that my actual boss might try to take the credit for the smooth running today himself. He seems to think that I can't think for myself. For example, a program we run requires two inputs. One of these inputs often arrives later than the other, although today they arrived together. I therefore ran the program. My boss thinks that I have not checked this, and therefore that I have run the program wrong. I appreciate that he needs to make sure that the team are producing good quality stuff, that we are not releasing rubbish, but I would have noticed - I've been here over a year, I'm not stupid and I know what I'm doing. I do keep track of what I've done!
I get really frustrated by it because I know I do sometimes make mistakes and they're always waved around to taunt me, but the good work I do is ignored - like today. It's 5:15 and we generally all leave by 5, but I'm stil here and working (bar this) - and I've been doing TWO PEOPLE'S JOBS!!!!
I get the impression that my boss doesn't think much of me or my abilities.
Saturday, November 27, 2004
There has also been an announcement about our team, at last. To summarise: not much is changing. The only notable development is that I will be reporting via an extra person to my current "boss" who isn't really that much in charge of anything. I'm not hugely impressed with the time this took as I managed to create the same structure in about 5 minutes on Thursday, so two weeks above the first deadline is pretty pants.
Sunday, November 21, 2004
She was an excellent Nanna. She used to be very good fun. I regret not talking to her more, even though she lived with us. I would have liked to know so much more that I didn't ask. I also regret never telling her I loved her. I know that she must have known, but it wasn't something that was done in our house then. I think we've all learned from that because we do tend to be a lot more open with one another.
You wouldn't think that five years on I would miss her so much.
I used to come home from school and make a cup of tea for us both, then go and sit with her and chat for a while, tell her about my day. We'd usually watch some rubbish telly before dinner...
Well anyway, I just wanted everyone to know how fantastic she was, and that I miss her. I'm sure she's watching over me somehow and that she knows these things too.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Anyway, I suppose I have to just keep my fingers crossed, and try to make myself feel better knowing that there is some vague hope of promotion somewhere in the mess that is the organisation (or not) of this team.
I did 25 continuous minutes of DDR last night; No breaks. On Saturday when I did it I had to have a break after every song. I do enjoy DDR (That's Dance-Dance-Revolution, now called Dancing Stage Party Mix and other variations). I particularly like the track called "End of the Century" which has 4 feet on level one. It also has some Kylie and Cardigans, among other things. It's pretty cool. You can put a calorie counter on it, which you set with your age and weight and stuff, although I don't remember when I last updated mine! Anyway, I burned 180kcal it claimed.
I'm not getting very far with my current book; The Mill on the Floss. There are claims that the Floss is based on the Trent, and that one of the towns in the book is based on my hometown of Gainsborough. I will continue to try to read it!
Friday, November 12, 2004
Well, I'm sure you're all bored to death of my uninteresting blather here, so I'll stop.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
So, today at 11am I sat and thought about all the brave men and women who have fought for this country (and others) for freedom, or peace, or for what they believe in.
My main thought was that perhaps if more people sat and thought about this and less people were fighting then we wouldn't be in such a position. I dislike war. People shouldn't have to die to make something change.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
I walk home by the river - it's a nice walk, if it wasn't for the cyclists. They tear down the path (usually on their side, but not always) at a ridiculous speed, sometimes spraying mud in their wake, often without announcing their presence. Some of them have bells fitted on their bike. This is good, but ringing the bell will not always make pedestrains move, especially if the cyclist is on the FOOTpath.
Then some of the cyclists are just ignorant. They don't seem to understand that if I am standing on the footpath (waiting for Dom) then I don't actually have to move if they want to go around me. But in order to cut off the corner, many cyclists seem to think that they have the right to go through me. Ra!
I had to move switftly out of the way of two cyclists last night who seemed determined to knock me over or at least run over my feet. If they were going at a sensible speed they wouldn't have to take such a wide line. Then there are the cyclists who blatantly don't understand the barriers by the bridge. The barriers don't actually overlap like they're supposed to, but they are nonetheless dismount barriers, designed to make cyclists dismount. This is so that they don't run people coming off the footbridge over. I didn't see any cyclists dismount there, even those going onto the bridge whizzed through!
Then, Dom and I walked to the swiming baths over the Stray. This is a big field out the back of my estate. There are anti-cyclist (and anti-cattle) gates on the Stray. However, as we stepped onto the slightly muddy grass we found that there was just a quagmire of cycle-tracks. How annoying! We came back a different way. Which also meant not treading in the vastly spread cow-pats which the cyclists cycle through!
And then, after all that the Swimming baths were shut due to a fault in their emergency lighting!
So we walked all that way, and I got cross, for nothing.
At least we didn't see any cows.
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
So, onto something more entertaining: What's coming up section of my blog! As you can see to the right of the screen there is now a "coming soon" section on my blog. If anyone can tell me how to implement and update this without having to change my template every time I'd appreciate it. Thank you!
Sunday, November 07, 2004
The above is me as Evil Vampire Willow and Dom as Spike - in case you couldn't tell!
Saturday, November 06, 2004
So, how's stuff with me? Well, aside of being dissapointed (but not surprised) byt the election over the pond...
My back/coccyx is much improved - I can sleep the whole night now, and sit on most surfaces (although wooden benches still a no-no)
I'm feeling very poor too, cash wise. But then, that's about normal for me. I've started doing a jigsaw puzzle, which is quite fun, although it's probably the most complicated puzzle in the world! It has 5 dalmation puppies with a background of flowers and grass. There are basically 4 pieces! Well, no, there are 500 pieces, but they all look the same. Still, I've completed it before and this time when it's done I'm going to frame it. That'll be good. And it's a really nice picture, and means I'll be able to move one of the buffy ones back upstairs hopefully. Not that I didlike Buffy and Willow - quite the contrary, but I do feel much fatter when they're hanging on the wall for Dom to drool over. I'm quite sure that he doesn't mean for me to feel bad when he likes these celebrities (in fact he's convinced I look like Alyson Hannigan anyway - see below) but I feel distinctly inadequate sometimes. Ok - so I like some celeb men too - But mostly he's better looking than they are anyway. I guess it probably works both ways because I think that he might feel like he should be more like Colin Firth (or whoever is current flavour) but...
So here's a nice pic of me, and one of Alyson Hannigan - what do you think?
Thursday, November 04, 2004
And then we don't because Kerry can do maths. Oh well - could be worse I'm sure (!?)
Congratulations to a nation who obviously don't care how they're viewed by the rest of the world, well done on re-electing a man intent on turning the whole world into a slave of America. Now I just have to hope that England won't be so stupid as to re-elect the man who so blindly follows...
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
Monday, October 25, 2004
Sunday, October 24, 2004
Saturday, October 23, 2004
Friday, October 22, 2004
But I'm fine now.
Well, I'm still in pain, but I'm ok.
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Well, life goes on. I went to see Terry Pratchett at his signing in Borders on the 8th of October. I thought it was going to be cooler than it was. I guess the guy has to meet thousands of crazy people from everywhere - even Manchester apparantly! But even so, I was third in the queue! If I'm ever a sucessful author I'll be nice to people who want my books signed. Not that he wasn't nice, but he could have been nicer.
Went to the swimming baths last Tuesday (for the second time) and I'm going again on Tuesday. It's going to be a Tuesday thing. I'm enjoying it, and hopefully it will allow me to become less fat. I have to lose weight (or mass, as many physics teachers would oh-so-amusingly point out) IMHO. I don't mind being bigger than I uesd to be:
As you can see I was too thin back then. Still, I prefered how I was in more recent times, while now I just feel fat. It's amazing how much of an impact that can have on your life! I suppose there are many many bigger (excuse the pun) things I could worry about, but...
Oh well. At least I still have a job, for now!
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Friday, October 01, 2004
Friday, September 24, 2004
So mellow in fact that I'm not even going to publish a rebuttal to Dom's Star Wars Trilogy Box Set complaints. I see his point of view. I don't agree in all counts.
I think I'm mellowing in my old age...
Mellow? Me? I think not. I'm just dissapointed that I can't find the Star Wars theme as a ringtone for my phone! Raa!
Oh, and some total [expletives deleted] keeps sending me messages on my phone. I don't even know this dick and he calls me gay! What a t1t!
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
Dom bought me the Star Wars Trilogy Box Set on DVD on Monday. Well, he bought it before that, but I got it then coz it hadn't been released before that.
I'm VERY happily enjoying it now.
And I am a Jedi, my badge says so.
One can win a race (by coming first) or win a prize (like in a tombola) but one cannot win ones opponent, one must beat ones opponent in order to win.
Other such things annoy me though, such as the general inability to differentiate between borrow and lend. eg. May I lend your scissors? If someone asks me this I generally reply, "OK, who would you like to lend them to?" which tends to result in blank looks and confusion on the part of the person whom I assume would like to borrow my scissors.
Of course then there's "can" and "may" which everyone has been told in English class. You say "Can I go to the toilet" and the teacher says "I'm sure you can" so you get up to go but then the teacher says "Where are you going?" leading to confusion, and finally realisation that you should have said "May I go to the toilet" since you were asking permission, not asking whether it is possible. Irritating when you're busting for the loo, but still a fair point.
Ok, I may sound like a pedant, but really it's annoying. Which reminds me...
The shop at the bottom of my street does excellent breakfasts. However, the sign in their windows says:
"Now open Sunday's"
I'm sure you can see the problem here. What thing belonging to Sunday must I open immediately? I thought, before realising that they meant that their fine establishment would now be serving food on a Sunday. There are many many applications for the apostrophe, but that is NOT one of them. Further examples of this ineptitude can be found on the intranet for this company. "CD's for sale" proclaims the sales page. Just one CD is for sale? No, there is a collection. NO NO NO NO NO! It's distressing to see. I can't allow myself to buy something from such an illiterate!
I came across the following on our news-feed:
Shortly after the state-of-the-art Virgin Pendolino train hurtled along the track to reach Manchester from London in just one hour and 53 minutes, overhead power cables snapped, causing chaos on the West Coast main line. One of the worst groups affected were around 60 Manchester United fans who boarded the First North Western 18.51 service from Hazel Grove, which was scheduled to arrive at Old Trafford stadium at 19.35. But just minutes after the service departed Stockport station it ground to an all-too familiar halt. Passengers ended up trapped on the train for three-and-a-half hours until they were escorted off and marched down the track in the dark by British Transport Police.
While I know that football fans can be annoying, I think that they meant to say: "...One of the groups worst affected were around 60 Manchester United fans..."
Sunday, September 12, 2004
So yes, I made the mistake of going into town without strapping on my foot and it has been very painful all day. It will get better as time goes on but I am bored of waiting for it to be ok! I want to wear my heels again! This is as bad as the time I sprained my ankle falling off my heels (which didn't need a trip to A&E as I was at a first aid training class!)
So, thanks are again owed to Chip who turned up in town at the drop of a hat (metaphorically of course) to gather me and my bad foot, Dom, a loo-seat, some lamps which I was going to assemble this evening and now haven't coz I got lazy and watched telly, and a 5 drawer chest.
Alas, I'm all alone in the house again. I'm okay, until I go upstairs, then I get totally paranoid about every little sound I hear. At the current moment I am armed with my sewing scissors and have access to no less than 3 phones in case of an emergency! That said, I know that both the front and back door are locked, and that the house is almost burgle-proof as Dom, myself and my family had to discover previously.
I have noticed, also, that I don't rant much on my blog at the moment. I believe that this is because I am exposed to less irritating things when I am not at work. I don't mean by this that Mr Black is irritating, but that more annoying (or plain stupid) things happen while I am in work.
Speaking of work I am looking forward to hearing about the entertainment that is a week without any of my team in there, except for the new-boy who will not be able to do anything. I'm sure that B will take over and do everything, although that's really not sensible. It will all be okay, and then I will return and K after that to pick up the mess. I expect to have to spend a short while deleting all the emails that people send me regardless of the fact I'm not there, it's an unwritten rule that if someone has an away message you should send them pointless cr@p.
Saturday, September 11, 2004
Now, holidays. I took 2 weeks off work with the intention of going away somewhere on holiday. Unfortunately it has not panned out this way, and we are looking at possibly 4 days BnB in Scarborough. Which although nice, isn't ideal for British Septembers. Oh well, we'll have fun regardless, which is the main thing really.
And more dissapointment today. I went with Dom and Lint to the "Pork Pie Festival" which it turned out was sold out last week. :( so I came home and ordered pizza. :)
Last note, tomorrow Dom and I are going to the Elvington/Yorkshire air museum to look at aeroplanes. And probably photograph them. And then maybe put one on a t-shirt for Dom. That or a car. Who knows?
Oh - One final thing...
You don't think of things like needing radiator hangars for drying clothes when you have a tumble dryer, but then whe you move somewhere without one you realise how valuable they could be.
Oh, and also...
Parents drop the finest info on you! They're getting Dom a really funky prezzie for Xmas, but are then using this fact to bribe me into inviting them over for Xmas dinner! EEEEK! Me cooking for actual people rather than just me and Dom!
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
Friday, September 03, 2004
Thursday, September 02, 2004
So, now every room has boxes in it, there's dust almost everywhere, nothing has a home, and my bed may not be here for two more weeks! However, I'm liking it muchly! The only real thing I'm having to get used to is walking to work for 20mins instead of less than 5!
I also don't have a chair for my computer desk yet, or much other furniture. I do have a three piece though!
Argh! my leg is going dead - will add to my blog when I have a chair!
Friday, August 20, 2004
Her - Which one?
Me - I don't know, the one who called me...
Her - What about?
Me - [my new address]
Her - Why, what's wrong with it?
Me - Nothing, I wan't to move in on Friday
Her - Have your references been cleared?
Me - Yes
Her - Then you need to make an appointment to collect the keys
Me - Yes, that's what I'm trying to do
Her- Oh. Ok, what day do you want to move
Me - Friday the 27th, that's next Friday.
Her - Ok, and what time would be best for you?
Me - Um, can you do after four?
Her - No, we only do ten 'til four
Me - Oh, ok. How about 12:30?
Her - No, we don't do lunchtimes
Me - Well, when can you do?
Her - Someone's booked in at two
Me - Ok, so not two
Her - How about ten am?
Me - Ok, I'll have to check with work, but that should be ok...
So, now I'm taking the morning off work to do that. Joy oh joy.
Monday, August 16, 2004
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Monday, August 09, 2004
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Saturday, August 07, 2004
Friday, August 06, 2004
that's www.geocities.com/tsukithevampire if the whole img thing didn't work.
So, Mum and Dad are in Vegas now. My sister is going to Spain on Saturday. Just me stuck in the UK then. I'm off to Edinburgh a week tomorrow. That's going to be good because I'll see some friends up there and the festival is meant to be good.
Ho hum.So, 90 years since the start of WWI yesterday. "The Great War". We can never fully understand, as a generation who haven't seen conscription or rationing, exactly what those men and boys went through. There is nothing great about thousands of men dying away from their homes, away from their families. Many of the men who saw service in the First World War would also have seen service in WW2 as well. How horrific that must have been. I am glad that those men were brave enough to fight for their country, to fight for our right to freedom. I'm not convinced that war can be right, just or fair. There is no fair in war, just death. It is a shame that the only way to defeat a tyrant is to become a tyrant yourself. It's sad really. I find that the First World War often gets overlooked in the light of WW2. The generation that can never forget what they saw are few now, and the new generation can never understand. The war to end all wars? No, but I hope that there will never be death on such a scale in my lifetime, or my children's lifetimes.
Still waiting to hear from the estate agents about moving to our new place. I'm trying to not be too excited about it! We still have to tidy our flat, pack all our stuff into a variety of boxes and bags. Then, once we've moved our stuff, back to the flat to clean the place thoroughly to try to ensure that we get our deposit back. THEN we should be fine for moving in properly to the new place. My parents will be up the weekend we move so that they can bring their 3piece which they've really kindly given to me. (Yey!) We're going to get a table that weekend too, andwe'll be needing to get a bed as well. My boyfriend's mate is also coming up that weekend to see the place(s). He'll probably help out with the moving of stuff. I'm not sure what else will need doing, or how much stuff we actually have. I guess we'll see properly quite soon! And, surprise surprise, I didn't get the webpage up and running last night. I should have chance to do a bit tonight. However, we are going to the gym. I may go on the sunbed again, although not for ten minutes as that was too much last time! We're also going to cancel ourmembership there since we're not going to have the time to do any proper gymming from the move day onwards basically. We're going to be moving on the bank holiday weekend, then probably wanting to spend that week gettingstuff sorted and getting used to the new area. Then I've got some holiday time booked off from work. We're hoping to get a chance to go away, although we'll have to see. I'm not sure if I can afford all the expense we're going to have from stuff we need when we move. That said, the biggest buy is the bed, and we're probably going to spend just under £200 on that. I guess it's worth it on something like a bed as well. Other than that it's bits really, like a microwave (from about £29.99) and some pots and pans. We do have a lot of stuff already, but I don't reallywant to use my skeffy student stuff if I can avoid it. I also dislike having mismatched crockery, knives and forks... I don't mind mismatched cups so much, because then you can tell which cup has which drink for whichperson in it. I do have a nice set of glass tumblers, and some wine glasses (hopefully) and loads of mugs (I like mugs). I don't think I have much else. We're going to have to get an iron and ironing board and mundane things like that too. I think we'll keep our bin&drawer-tidy&sink-tidy&drainer&bowl set, although I know that L dislikes the drainer because it's not big enough for our plates in the current place. Since we're moving and leaving those plates behind that's a little odd, but the newer plates we have are quite fat too. in fact there seems to be atrend towards fat plates these days. AND they're always enormous! I don't need a plate the size of a football field, no wonder I'm fat! Jeez! All you need is a plate big enough to put on your veg and a bit of meat andyou're fine. Huge plates! Well, I think this is probably enough for now. I'll try to get my webpage going tonight when I'm not gymming, and if I do I'll put the link in here. I'd like to figure out how to put some links on mypage too, but I dunno if it'll happen or not. I guess I'd have to learn to do whatever kind of code is behind this whole blog thing, and I've looked at it and gone "gneurgh!" and decided not to! Maybe there is something to be said for other people writing these things for me...