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Friday, February 10th, 2006
6:43 pm	My PhD supervisor is a drugs baron! Today i woke up nursing the hangover from hell. Last night i drank a little bit too much in DV8, though relatively little compared to my housemate Tim, who actually made me feel quite sober just by watching him trying to stand up straight. I had to go into uni at 9am this morning, and unfortunately i had to take my head with me. If there ever was a good argument for decapitation then hangovers would surely have to be it. I met with Kim today, who was sympathetic towards me and asked me if i had anything to take for my headache. I told her i hadn't, and to my amazement she opened one of her draws to reveal a huge stash of pills of all colours. She gave me two capsules of this drug that can only be bought from the USA, and told me that it was 'good shit'. Apparently they contain caffeine as well as paracetomol, and it's the added kick from the caffeine that makes the difference. Yay for caffeine! Kim also told me about her plans for me. She seeems to have my entire future mapped out in her mind, where i'm going to become a world class social psychologist who presents at international conferences. Just got to overcome my stage fright first then :o/ If you were at the comedy night on my birthday then i think you will have full appreciation of the phrase 'bricking it'. So now i'm going to dim the lights & put some relaxing chillout music on to serenade my head :o) Current Mood: crappy (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 17th, 2006
7:47 pm	An exciting climax.... And now to continue from where i left off...sorry to leave you hanging for that long, with all that suspense, but i knew you could wait....and like tantric sex, it's worth it in the end. So, with the new year and everything i wondered what i could change in my life to make it better. I don't call them resolutions, it sounds too scary. And change one letter, and you've got a revolution on your hands. I'm not quite ready for overthrowing the government just yet... So, did i decide to stop smoking? Course not. I bought 400 more cigarettes off jean-luc, so that would be silly. But probably good for my health. It did not take me much ponderance* to realise that i wasn't happy with my course at university. In steps Kimberly Quinn (wonderful social psychologist who moved to birmingham last year from canada) and offers me a PhD place. Could i refuse? Find out next time... Not really. I accepted, and was relieved to finally have found a supervisor. I always wanted to do a PhD, but had no idea what i would do it in until i worked with Kim last year. Social cognitive psychology is now my forte posthouse, and i shall be eating, sleeping and breathing it for the next 3 or 4 years, along with food, sleep and air respectively. I now feel like a part of the furniture at uni. I will have been there 7 years by the time i become Dr Peej. Finally visited Jean-luc's apartment (it's not a flat!**) with my husband to be. It's very nice, and now Tom wants one. It was always my dream to live in an apartment like stuart on Queer As Folk. houses are nice but not really my thing, and i hate gardening (not that i do any). We had dinner at the Green Room, a drink in Prague and ice-cream at his*** whilst watching some programme on the history channel about porn. Unfortunately it was 13th century porn and all of it was straight anyway. Lots of nice things to look forward to, including my birthday on monday. Find me in the comedy club on sunday night, or in route on monday night! * : A word i've invented ** : Unless you want jean-luc to be upset *** : Copyright Jean-luc's journal. Except i changed 'mine' to 'his'. I'm getting too lazy aren't i. Current Mood: chipper (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 4th, 2006
5:31 pm	New years mulling You can always tell whether a party is going to be worthy of it's title by working out the ratio of alcoholic beverages to people. New years eve was a good party, with an alcohol-to-human ratio of 3:1 (or, in layman's terms, it was a mighty fine piss-up). However, another ratio can also be figured out; that is the hungover-housemates-to-cleaning ratio, and this one was not so attractive. It is amazing that there was more of a mess for our New Years party than there was for our halloween party, despite there being about 20 less people (have we really become that unpopular? note to self : start paying people more compliments). It was made even better by the fact that i had a boyfriend to celebrate the new year with, and i managed to still have a boyfriend come the 1st january 2006. What i wasn't expecting was a proposal of marriage, and at first i wondered whether it was the alcohol proposing to me (i can think of a few people who would merrily marry a bottle of vodka). However, Tom still remembered it the following day (though he didn't recall wearing a jester's hat with bells on at the time), and so it seems that i am now engaged :o) I'm not one for superstition, but there is something uncanny about the timing of the civil partnership bill, just as i've met my dream guy. It must be destiny. Since new years day i've been doing some thinking. In years gone by this was 'ok another year gone, what do i need to achieve in 2006 to keep my parents happy?' But this year it is slightly different and runs along the lines of 'ok another year gone, now what do i need to do in my life to make me happy?' The answer was one that i have had in the back of my mind for some time, but only now has it chosen to rear it's ugly head. What is that answer? Tune in to tomorrow's exciting diary episode to find out :op Honestly, what a tease i am. I wouldn't keep you waiting on purpose, it's just that i'm hungry and i hear my dinner calling (maybe i should have cooked it first). And sorry Alex, no questions for you today! Current Mood: contemplative (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, December 31st, 2005
5:03 pm	I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby... Thursday night was DV8 night, and me, tim and matt met up with Jean-luc & teejay for what turned out to be a pretty decent night. Jean-luc managed to accidentally phone my dad, and didn't realise his mistake straight away (as we sound pretty similar on the phone). Thankfully he didn't use his typical greeting of 'bonjour you sexy beast'. Well, actually he never says that. Not to me anyway, but maybe my dad got lucky. My mum has a crush on him, or did do until he told her a that it was unusual for such an old person to be driving a mini. However, whilst spending 5 hours in the car on the way back from newcastle i got so bored i decided to count the number of minis. Obviously i wasn't sad enough to do this for the entire journey, but in the space of about 10 minutes i must have seen about 80. So it seems everybody has one, my mum is such a trendsetter. Between us, Tim and I now have a huge collection of board games in the house, and we've been spending the last couple of nights trying to play as many of them as we can. Tom came over yesterday and we had a game of Atmosfear, the video board game where you spend an hour being insulted by some phoney actor in a scary mask (in this case it was the zombie Baron Samedi). Within ten minutes i was known as the 'dirtbag', tom was the Baron's 'squeeze baby' (being the youngest) and tim was the 'old fossil'. Every now and then the Baron would pop up on the TV and yell 'THRILL ME!', to which we had to jump up and respond with 'YO BARON, I CAN DIG IT!' If we didn't respond quickly enough he'd condemn us to 'hit the hole', which is just as bad as it sounds. Tonight is new years eve, and we are having a small gathering at the house. I always get a funny feeling about new years eve, something bad always seems to happen (it was new years eve 2003 that i split up with Chris). So i'm determined that this one will be simple, yet fun. I now have a new digital camera so there should be some amusing photos to put on my fotopic site hopefully. And what on earth does quixotic mean? Current Mood: quixotic (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 27th, 2005
1:00 am	Home is the hunter We had a long 5 hour journey back to birmingham, and fortunately the snow didn't fall as heavily as we were expecting. I would have hated to have been stranded in snoresville for another day. Andy has been making me watch 24 again tonight, i'm very confused by it all. I can't manage anything that doesn't have a plot that goes from A to B. Maybe i should stick to CBeebies. I read in a magazine today that gay men's penis on average is 6.32 inches, compared to the average straight man's willy which is 5.99 inches. I don't know if this is true as i haven't slept with any straight men, but it sure is nice to know. I can smile a smug grin whenever i see a straight man from now on. I would write more, but i'm tired. And i need all my energy for shopping tomorrow. Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
Monday, December 26th, 2005
12:45 am	Turkey is for christmas, not for boxing day My last full day in boredomsville actually went quite quickly. Not sure what 'Boxing day' is all about really, i always used to think it was a day when lots of boxers got together and had christmas dinner without punching the lights out of each other, but now i'm not so sure. Maybe it's supposed to be a day when you can put all your crap unwanted presents back in their boxes and throw them out with the rubbish. If anyone has any ideas where the name comes from then please share it with me. Maybe it's one for jeeves to answer. He seems to know everything. Smart git. Had turkey sandwiches at my sister's house. I never want to see another turkey for as long as i live. Especially if it's sitting between two buns at the time. Current Mood: full (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, December 25th, 2005
7:38 pm	It's christmas!!! I awoke with the usual double disappointment of finding A) no presents on the bottom of my bed (and no sexy man), and B) no snow falling outside. Maybe someone should go upstairs to heaven and play Band Aid's 'Do they know it's christmas time?' to the weather gods. I can't remember our last white christmas. Next year i'm going to the north pole. I also awoke with a raging south pole under the bed, which wasn't good as my mum thinks despite me being 21 (almost 22 which is depressing) she can still just waltz into my room willy nilly. Espescially when my willy was also nillying under the bedsheets at the time. Thankfully she is going short sighted in her old age. I had my new phone for xmas (a lovely shiny new samsung D500). I also had a few dvds and cds including the madonna album, so i have at last got some decent music to listen to whilst i am here. I copied the Madonna album onto my laptop and the tracks were saved under a folder entitled 'Unknown artist'. Madonna unknown!? Where has my laptop been for the last 20 years? My dad got quite tipsy at my sisters house and fell asleep on the sofa. I think i am now going to go and do the same, after fiddling with my phone for a bit longer. One more day here then i'm back in selly oak, and new years approacheth :o) Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 24th, 2005
7:30 pm	Fishing for apples My last day in civilisation was spent socialising with Simon's mum and sister who came to visit for lunch. I think simon's mum is an adorable old dear, the protoypical granny who bakes cakes and likes to knit. We all sat around and ate quiche for most of the day. Then we went off to Jennie's and all sat around and ate mince pies for most of the evening, drinking vile mulled wine. What is it with that stuff, i mean if i wanted apple i'd eat an apple, i don't want to go fishing for it in the bottom of my wine. Last night i decided to have a sneaky fag out of the window after simon & wendy went to bed. I had to hold the fag the other side of the window so as to prevent the smoke blowing back into the house (a big giveaway, espescially with smoke detectors lurking around every corner). I was enjoying having a good puff when all of a sudden i felt something crawling on the top of my head. A spider. And whatsmore, it was a bloody biggun. I silently screamed and knocked my head against the wooden blind that was dangling above my head, causing it to be knocked off the catch, almost decapitating me. By the time all this was over i had to smoke 2 more fags just to settle my nerves again. Tomorrow is christmas day. My dad has a bigger present pile than i do. This can't be right. Maybe some of them were labelled wrong. Current Mood: peaceful (Comment on this)
Friday, December 23rd, 2005
9:28 pm	Molly-cuddling Today we were visited by my other sister Jennie and her two kids, Ellie aged 5 and Thomas aged 9. Ellie is a little madame and likes to pull faces at me. I tried to return the gesture by pulling the funniest face i possibly could, and then realised that this was probably just my normal face. Thomas went straight onto the playstation with Ben and they played star wars lego. I can't believe how good Ben is with the controller for a 3 year old. Even i didn't start that young though i used to be a bit of a wizzkid with computer games myself (even though the controller on my Commodore 64 was just a nob and a couple of buttons to press...maybe that explains a few things). Having four kids running rampage around the house is great fun for the first 5 minutes. Then i went back to reading my book (i've finally managed to finish reading Graham Norton's hardback). I do like children (though not in that way) and had a cuddle off 9 month old molly. Either she likes me, or she has wind cos she kept smiling at me. She smelt a bit fishy, but that was possibly because she'd been rubbing fish fingers all over her face, hair and clothes. Then she rubbed her hands all over my face and tried to stick her dummy in my mouth, but luckily she was just as bad at locating my mouth as she was her own. My sister saw how good i was with her and asked me if i was ever planning on having any children. I said 'not just at the moment', and she said 'what about the future?, to which i replied i might do, if i can find a willing lesbian. I am heading back with my parents tomorrow, to the house-in-the-middle-of-nowhere. Thankfully i will only have to endure two full days in the house, as any more and i think i would be banging my head against a wall. And what a fine choice of walls there are, the house is situated right next to Hadrian's wall, which is remarkably a tourist attraction, though it consists of just a small brick wall and a plaque that says 'this is Hadrian's wall'. I mean, it's hardly the Great wall of China is it? I had to walk to the local town today to find a newsagent that sold fags. I bought a packet of 20, and smoked 2 on the way back, since i hadn't had one in the previous 24 hours. This was a mistake however, as my sister could smell the smoke on my breath and pointed this out to me when i returned. I told her that it's probably just that i live with two smokers, and then realised this wasn't the best response seeing as my housemates were 300 miles away at the time. I don't think she will mention it to our parents. But maybe i had better keep off the ciggies til i get back to Birmingham on tuesday. Can i wait that long? Current Mood: restless (Comment on this)
Thursday, December 22nd, 2005
7:29 pm	Christmas time, mistletoe and whine... The spirit of christmas has still not found it's way inside me, though Simon bought 6 bottles of wine today for Christmas day so i expect i will feel a bit more in the christmassy mood when i get some of that flowing round my veins. I'm still staying at my sister's house not far from Newcastle-upon-tyne (geordieland, though for the cold wind chills we could be in lapland for all i know) with her, Simon and their two little ones. When i say little ones i am referring to their two small toddlers, Molly aged 6 months and Ben aged 3 years. Molly is at the crawling stage, though she hasn't worked out how to properly crawl yet; she uses her elbows to drag the rest of her body along behind her, like a soldier might use when crawling through undergrowth in enemy territory (except that i don't think he would belly flop along the way). Ben is all cuteness and the definition of adorability when older people are looking at him, but i've noticed when their backs turn he likes to pinch and hit Molly. Have i got the heart to dob him in it? He would probably deny it and I would come out worst for it. I have finally started writing my dissertation and keep going back to it in fits and bursts. I'm also writing poems again, and hope to get some on here by tomorrow. At the moment i'm working on a new website to house photos, poems and my journal, which will save me having to own have of the world web in terms of numbers of sites. My fotopic site hasn't been updated for some time now due to the state of my digital camera (someone dropped it at the halloween party, but strangely didn't confess to it). The lens is now bent upwards, which would be great for taking photos of the ceiling, only that the camera no longer takes photos. My mum and dad are here at the moment, wanting me to go back with them tonight to the house in the middle of nowhere. But i'm going to hang on here for as long as possible (til christmas eve at least), cos i get a mobile signal here, have internet access, can occasionally go out for a fag without being interrogated, and above all i get peace and quiete, despite there being two small children tearing around the house. Well one tearing, the other belly flopping. I think my mum would like to be a mum again. She keeps offering to change nappies and she has hardly let molly go since she got here. Apparently she is cuddly, but she also has a nasty habit of being sick just after she's eaten. And then there's the other end to worry about, it seems to go in one end and straight out the other when you're that small. Just now my mum put a changed nappy on the lounge floor, safely secure, and i told Ben that Santa had come early with the presents. Fortunately he didn't open it all the way. Went for a spray tan last week, and was a bit shocked the next day. The woman had used the darkest spray she could find, maybe because i inadvertently told her she was fat (i don't see how telling someone it's a good thing they're getting excercise can be interpreted as 'you're fat', but nevermind). The next day i looked something like this pair of satsumas who were at Elton's big gay wedding today http://www.wanadoo.co.uk/entertainment/celebrity/eltonjohnwedding.htm?linkfrom=entertainment__ent_newhome&link=mpa_internal_link6&article=ENT_eltonjohnwedding_4&MPANUM=7&linkfrom=entertainment_celebrity_eltonjohnwedding (is this the longest link ever?) fortunately the tan on my face has faded, but even more unfortunately the tan on my neck hasn't. So now i wear my scarf 24 hours a day, even in bed. You never know who you might bump into when you least expect it. If you haven't already, go and see Narnia. It made me feel like a big kid again (i don't mean that i wanted a big kid, i mean i felt like i was a big kid again). It is truly magical, and the best film i've seen all year (along with batman begins & charlie & the choc factory which are both on my xmas list, hint hint santa if you're reading this). Actually, Santa, if you really do happen to be surfing the net one day and you read this... all i want for christmas is a Samsung D500 (you can tell your elves to get them from most good mobile retailers). Oh, and a Sony PSP. And a new laptop. Oh and a new digital camera wouldn't go amiss. After all, i have been a very good boy (most of the time). PS. Santa, can we also have a decent xmas number 1 this year? I'm sick of naff songs every year. Current Mood: crazy (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 13th, 2005
8:03 pm	Spoon me... Lately it has been increasingly difficult to stay off the nicotine. I'm not sure why, but I keep getting the urge to snap at everyone and i feel like i'm walking around on a short fuse, but i'm not going to give in. Apparently this feeling of irritablity can last for 6 months, so that's a bit irritating. Sometimes it's fun to be spontaneous, so tomorrow I am going to London with Tom and we're going to see Fischerspooner live at the Astoria (where that vile G-A-Y place is). We are going to stay over at Michael's, as we're too skint to be able to afford a hotel. Other than that i don't really know what else to write about. Andy and Tom went over to my parents house on sunday to pick up a new freezer to go in the garage. Andy also had to set up wireless broadband for my dad, and aparently my dad made a few jokes which is unusual. He even made reference to my sex life, which is a bit worrying. Current Mood: uncomfortable (Comment on this)
Friday, September 9th, 2005
12:50 am	Foster parenting... The house is now full with tom foster being the final housemate to move in. This is a good thing, as I wanted either him or Matt Harris to join us in the first place, and i think it's a good move for him with his mum practically forcing him out of home and into the big wide world. She was upset about it all though, it was clear to see. It's the same for all mums, whether it's their sons or daughters flying from the nest. Tom's mum took me aside for a few moments and told me, with a tear in her eye, to look after him. It was all so moving. I half expected her to whip out a hankie, lick it, and wipe a bit of dried banana off Tom's face with a comment along the lines of 'who's a messy lambikins?' A week has gone by, and Tom is still here, as indeed is Tim (Tim and Tom, the new Dick and Dom!) I guess this means they're happy. They've both already managed to get jobs, which in Birmingham is like finding the holy grail, twice. Or a telephone box that hasn't been vandalised. I'm still going in to uni every day to work, although it's only for 3 hours now (how slack is that?) One thing is for sure though, i cannot wait to get paid next week, as i'm a gnats breath away from selling my body on the street. I might try requesting £4,000,000,000,000 from the cash machine next time, as apparently they suffer electronic indigestion when dealing with such large amounts and occasionally burp up the odd £20 to relieve the pain. No, really. Garry is coming to stay with us this weekend, which will be terrific fun i'm sure. He suggested going to the 'gale on saturday, so i'd better get burping a few cash machines. And then of course there's the comedy night on sunday, with Barbara Nice once again hosting. Current Mood: pleased (Comment on this)
Friday, August 26th, 2005
10:38 am	If I get the sugar will you get me, something illicit, temporary... BT have now set up our 2mb broadband, which is a lot lot faster than anything i'm used to, and so my brain often lags behind slightly. I will have to see if i can download the latest drivers for my brain to keep up. I'm a little achey all over after playing badminton with Tom, and realise that my body really could do with the human equivalent of some WD40, as the noises it makes as my arms move is unnatural. My nuts probably just need a bit more loosening, and what a better way to do it than playing with a shuttlecock for an hour or so once a week. The housemate saga continues, with Matt Harris now deciding he doesn't want to move to birmingham anymore, but there is someone else very interested in the room...so much so that they are bringing their mum along tomorrow to see it. You know it's serious when the mums come out. Yesterday I watched 'Being John Malkovich', which really messed with my head. It is the most bizarre film i've ever seen. Malkovich malkovich malkovich? Malkovich malkovich. Malkovich! (if you've not seen the film you'll have no idea what i'm talking about). Tomorrow night i am probably going to the Gale for the first time in ages. And then the comedy night on sunday. Current Mood: silly (Comment on this)
Monday, August 22nd, 2005
10:45 am	A year reading the merde After a slightly extended weekend (i had friday off too cos it was Tom's day off) i'm back at work on a rather wet monday morning. Was sunday the last day of the shy summer sun? I hope not, though it doesn't really matter to me when i'm at work as the psychology vision laboratory is underground and has no windows, so it almost feels like i spend half my week in some apocalyptic nuclear bunker. Thank god i have the net to keep me sane! The other good thing is that i take regular short 10 minute breaks that allow me to read books. And today i have finally managed to finish 'A year in the merde' which Jean-luc bought for me last year. Yes, it's taken me about a year to read it i'm ashamed to say, but then it's the same with every book i read...i'm an elbow reader, that is my attention wanes after 10 pages and i start to procrastinate, get food, go for a fag, have a wank, whatever takes my fancy. And then after all that there simply isn't time to read. How on earth i got a degree i don't know. In other news, me and Tom have decided to quit smoking together. Well, we do everything else together so i figured that if i were to stop smoking then he should too. So far we've both gone since friday without a single fag, and seeing as he's smoked a lot longer than i have i'm very proud of him. I must admit, it's not easy quitting with no help from patches or gum, and i haven't undergone the 'true' test yet (going out to a club or bar)...but when you have someone to quit with, who gives you encouragement and motivation it's a lot easier. And we've both decided to spend the extra cash on each other. So i guess we haven't stopped spending all our hard-earned cash on fags then. BT connect our broadband on wednesday, which can't come soon enough. In the meantime, Andy and i became parasites for the weekend and hooked on to some unsuspecting fool's wireless network. Haven't these people got any idea what a firewall is? Or are they just incredibly friendly and sharing...the 'internet samaritans' of the world wide web. Whilst we're getting free broadband beamed into our home, who cares? Now all we need to do is steal someone's gas/electric and we'll never have to pay a bill ever again. They can have the cat back though. Charlie and the chocolate factory is still funny the second time around. Go and see it if you haven't already! Current Mood: working (Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 16th, 2005
11:23 am	brb.... just gotta do my back Things are thankfully starting to settle down in the new house now, with Andy now being a permanent resident of the house, and much of the furniture in place. Tom came over last night and cooked a delicious thing that i've forgotten the name of, but was rather like posh hash brown. The lounge is now looking much more like a lounge rather than just an empty room with a couple of deck chairs in. But there are still many jobs to be done, including fixing up the washing machine so Andy doesn't have to travel down to the local lake every morning to wash his work cloths. By the time Tim moves in later this month the house should be totally sorted. Andy even fixed up a wireless connection between our PCs yesterday, and i had free access to his porn folder, though he was not aware of this fact :o) It also means i can take my laptop anywhere in the house and still chat on MSN messenger, even in the bath. It also appears that the local over-friendly cat does actually have a home to go to. And the neighbours call him squeeky, which makes sense, because he/she seems to have lost the ability to meow...which is a bummer if you want to tell another cat to piss off your territory. Though for this cat, the entire road seems to be its territory. Maybe even the whole of Selly Oak. A power-hungry pussy if ever i saw one. Tonight i am going to the cinema with scouse dave, nikki k, andy the housemate and vicky-from-across-the-road. We are going to see charlie and the banana factory (my second time now). And now back to work! Current Mood: cheerful (Comment on this)
Thursday, August 11th, 2005
12:07 pm	Families...you can't live with them, and can't live without them Back at work after my weeks break...and what a hectic week it has been! After jean-luc rather suddenly changed his mind about the house at the last minute it left me with a lack of time to find a replacement housemate for him. I thought i'd found one, but he now reckons he is unable to get a transfer at work to birmingham, so this is now looking doubtful unless he finds a new job. This means I NEED A HOUSEMATE, if you're interested then drop me a line ;o) My parents have been brilliant the last few weeks at organising things and sorting out furniture. Without them there obviously would be no house at all, but they have also put a lot of time into buying furniture etc. My dad bought a fire extinguisher for the kitchen, as i'm sure that if andy/tim/me suddenly gets the urge to spontaneously combust then my dad doesn't want a negligence claim hanging over his head. Good to know they care :o) Yesterday i returned to the house for good, so yes that means i now officially live in Selly Oak again. It's odd getting used to walking past my old house every time i go home, and i'm going to have to stop myself from peering into my old bedroom every time i walk past, as i'm sure the person who inhabits it now would not like this much. When i lived in the room i didn't really care, not to say that i'm an exhibitionist of course (a sudden surge of applicants for housemates awaits). And today my parents are moving in the bulk of the furniture, some of which my dad bought off Jean-luc so he can move into a new flat in the city centre. He drove a hard bargain, but they reached an agreement in the end. It means we now have a sofa-bed in the lounge which will come in handy i'm sure :o) Tuesday wasn't a great day. I managed to somehow end up having an argument with my sister on the phone and the whole thing blew up in my face with her telling me to 'piss off' and putting the phone down on me. I won't go into detial as to why it happened, but she had annoyed me by telling my mum that i'm spoilt and it's not fair how i get a house to go to uni. The bottom line is my sisters never went to university and will always blame my parents for that because my dad had to move around a lot back then with work. My parents both say that they could have gone to university if they wanted to and they would have supported them. Jealousy is a terrible thing, and really i wish that my sisters could be pleased for me. Its not like i'm ever going to have the nice cushy life they have...getting married, having 2.4 children and living happily ever after, but then a little bit of me thinks my sisters aren't happy with that life anyway. Tom knew i was upset about my sister and so he turned up unnanounced on my doorstep with a rose and 3 packets of chocolate buttons. I could have cried, it was so sweet of him. I have got him a gizmo, even cuter than my own. I know he'll be well looked after :o) Back to work now :o( Current Mood: loved (Comment on this)
Monday, August 8th, 2005
8:10 pm	Scotchy the transgendered tabby cat Today i feel exhausted, mentally and physically. It's mainly due to the stress of getting the new house sorted, espescially as we seem to be going down the groundforce route of trying to get everything done in one week. The last few days i've spent in the new house, despite not having simple things such as a microwave (an essential student commodity), freezer... or oven gloves. I did have a TV however, and managed to make a makeshift table for it out of overturned storage boxes from Wilkinsons, which wasn't entirely stable, but i thought it actually looked better than some of the furniture we sold in Homebase. No comedy night for me last night, as Andy came over to deposit his treasured belongings into his room (which consisted of about 900 episodes of Star Trek on DVD). Then Tom came over and we had a nice night in front of the telly watching Mean Girls. I also introduced him to my new friend, Scotchy. Scotchy is a gorgeous cat who appeared from nowhere whilst i was eating a scotch egg outside, and he hasn't left me alone since. He follows me around the garden as i water the plants, she snuggles up to me when i lie on the grass sunbathing (yes, i realise that 'he' has become a 'she' midsentence, but the truth is i haven't bothered checking what sex he/she is). And when he really wants to show off, she rolls around on the floor and waves his paws in the air. And when i go inside the house Scotchy is always there waiting for me when i go back outside. And who said cats aren't loyal? I much prefer a cat that i don't have to pay to look after and who visits me every now and then...instead of a cat that i do have to pay for to look after and who visits me every now and then. Tonight i'm back in lichfield where i will be til later this week. It's nearly half eight and i feel like going to bed. I also look and feel like i've just crawled out of the black lagoon, and desperately need to start eating healthier things and looking after myself a bit more (having not been swimming on a regular basis for a couple of months now). Current Mood: tired (Comment on this)
Friday, August 5th, 2005
10:32 pm	Good times around the corner Today i spent the day at the new house in selly oak, fixing up furniture with my dad (he has a degree in Ikea), whilst my gran and mum sat and watched. It was the first time my gran has been to selly oak, and we took her to the Goose pub, but i think she was disappointed that there are no fit young students around at the moment for her to eye up. Probably almost as disappointed as our new neighbour...Sarah...who is a single, young and attractive woman who seemed to take a shine to Jean-Luc when she met him the other day. But she will have to make do with me and Andy for the time being, and we don't have sexy french accents or a huge wine collection to serenade her with. Imagine her excitement when my mum told her 4 young men are moving in next door. Hehe.... But jean-luc is no longer going to be joining us. In the end he decided that for some reason or another he cannot live without a huge bed, and when you're going to be living in a room with a huge bed it doesn't give you much space to work with. My dad offered to buy him a single bed, and would have redecorated the room too, but in the end he needs space. And this is what i expected seeing as he's had a whole house to himself for years now. I think he will be better living in his own flat or house in birmingham, as he likes his own space, and can get quite moody at times around others. It is much better to live with people who are used to sharing, and who don't want to take over the house for themselves, and hopefully i have found someone else who would be perfect to live in the house, but have to wait until tuesday til i know for sure. Fingers crossed! In the meantime, Andy saw the house today and fell in love with it, and likes his room very much, so he is at least happy. One of the main features of the house, funny as it may sound, is the garden shed. It is really more of an outdoor room, as it is huge and pretty modern. Hopefully i will be able to turn it into a small office, where people can go to work in peace. All the most famous poets and writers worked in sheds. Although that's probably because they all lived hundreds of years ago, and the houses around that time were actually sheds. Current Mood: determined (Comment on this)
Sunday, July 31st, 2005
12:22 pm	It's fun to stay at the premier travel lodge On Friday afternoon i met Tom at uni and took him for a quick swim in my pool (well, not MY pool unfortunately, but maybe my parents could be persuaded to put one in our new house...if they were sufficiently drunk first). I used the opportunity to impress Tom with all my strokes :o) in fact, i made myself out of breath by trying to swim too fast, but he didn't notice, so that's good. And afterwards we toodled off to the Broadway Plaza and ate at Frankie & Bennies before going to the cinema. I don't recommend you eat at this place if you're ever actually hungry, 'cos the service was shit. When we did eventually get our food, it wasn't what we had ordered, and all the things that should have been cold were warm (a nice hot glass of orange juice?) whilst the food had gone cold. I could see the steam coming out of Tom's ears, so i decided to go and have a polite chat to the waiter before it turned messy. Strange really, cos the Frankie & Bennies in Selly Oak is much better. Charlie and the Chocolate factory is the film i'd been waiting for since the start of the year, and it didn't disappoint. Johnny Depp was fab as the eccentric Willy Wonka, with his cheeky little laugh and wonderful top hat. And then every now and then the film descends into pure madness, with little oompa loompas dancing about all over the place. Watching this film is like being on acid, and i've started to wonder if that's what Tim Burton's secret of creative genius is. Well, Freud was a cocaine addict wasn't he? After the film we really couldn't do the whole goodbye thing, so decided to go on a wild goose chase, not chasing geese, but a hotel. Eventually we found one on Broad Street which had one double room left, so we took that. We should start reviewing the hotels we stay in, two this week, the Ibis and the Premier Travel Lodge. The travel lodge is £10 more, but much nicer than the Ibis, with bigger rooms, comfier beds and they give you a little shortbread biscuit with your tea. Tom and i settled down with 3 burgers and a large fries from the McDonalds next door (another advantage of the premier Travel Lodge) and watched Desperate Housewives. And then we put the beds to the real test... Today i'm going to meet Tom's dad, and it's just a little scary. Tom says i have to shake his hand firmly and look him in the eye whilst i'm doing it. Can't get that wrong now can i? Also going to the comedy night tonight with Tom and Jean-luc. But there will be no Barbara tonight :o( Another one of my special questions... If a bat and a ball cost £1.10 to buy together, and the ball costs one dollar less than the bat, how much does the ball cost to buy alone? Current Mood: bouncy (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, July 28th, 2005
7:52 pm	The calm after the storm (what storm?) Today i got up at 7am as usual (well actually, this is the first week since i went to school that i've got up before 10am every day). Went into work weary-eyed, and wishing i was still snuggled in bed with Gizmo. I worked for 6 hours in front of a computer screen, and now here i am sitting in front of a computer screen writing about it. Some of the things i have to do are a bit mundane, and at times i found myself wishing i was a dolphin, so that i could send one half of my brain to sleep whilst the other worked. Then i realised that if i was a dolphin i probably wouldn't have got the job in the first place. And i like fish, but i'd miss my fish fingers. Today there was a tornado in Harbourne, just outside Selly oak, and within a mile of my new house. I was at university all day and didn't feel a breeze. It was, and still is, incredibly calm outside. Apparently it only took 2 minutes to rip through the area. Must remember to get the house insured! Tomorrow i'm taking Tom swimming with me, which is a good excuse for me to get him in speedos :o) And then there's that film coming out...what's it called? Charlie and the banana factory? Can't wait! A little question for you....i got this wrong, embarrasingly ; A lake has a lily patch which doubles in its size each day. If it takes 48 days for the whole lake to be covered in the lily patch, how long will it take for the lake to be only half covered? TODAY'S STAR SIGN : Are you convinced you know what your other half or a family member wants from you? You are about to be left in no doubt whatsoever. COMMENT ON TODAY'S STAR SIGN : I hope my dad doesn't think i'm paying for this house. Current Mood: optimistic (5 Comments |Comment on this)