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Right. This is mostly a placeholder entry, or a precursor, I suppose, to a much longer entry (or more likely entries) because I won't have time to get down everything I want to before Paul and I go out for a meal later. (Our table is booked at 9.00pm and it's just gone 5.00 as I type this; yes, there is a lot to say!)

Anyway, to explain: on Thursday night, Paul, [personal profile] commoncomitatus and I went to see Sunset Boulevard at the London Coliseum. This would be an exciting enough event, but what made this doubly and especially special was the fact that Glenn Close was reprising her role as Norma Desmond in her West End debut, for a very limited five-week run. The only reason I knew this was happening at all was thanks to Eni tweeting it at me about a week before the tickets went on sale in September, which happened to be the day after payday.

When I heard about it, I was in simultaneous states of "We will never ever be able to see this, LIFE IS WOE" and "This is non-negotiable and we are seeing this no matter the cost". Thankfully the latter won out, because the seats weren't as pricey as expected. We were Row K in the dress circle, which was a little further back than I'm used to, but stalls were far too expensive. To be honest, barring being up in the Gods, the location of the seats wasn't particularly important given that this was quite possibly one of the biggest London theatre experiences in any of our lifetimes. It's up there on a level with seeing Michael Crawford in The Woman in White all those years ago, and indeed seeing the Actual Cast Who Are On The Soundtrack thanks to getting seats so early into the run.

So, Paul and I bought Eni a ticket for her birthday (in February), as well as it being my birthday present, because if there's ever a reason for someone to come back to the UK, it's to see Glenn Close as Norma Desmond in the West End, right? Exactly.

Needless to say, it was EPIC, so my impending write-up will be ridiculous - as they always are, but particularly so this time. Throughout the entire show I was having to make little mental notes - "I'm going to remember that, it's important!" - so they didn't fall out of my head, and honestly I think the only way I'm going to be able to approach said write-up is to literally break it down scene by scene, so I don't forget anything. Just, so many little nuances and differences and references, it was almost impossible to keep up!

Before that, though, I need to mention something else which is perhaps not quite so monumentally exciting but equally as important, which is this:

Eni and I have not met face-to-face / IRL in just over three years - she moved to Sweden shortly after I started in my CP job. Before that, we only ever really met IRL every few months or so around the time of our respective birthdays, and generally communicate through email / Twitter, occasional LJ comment tennises and even rarer IM sessions. On Thursday we were basically only in the same room for about three hours, if that, but the three-year gap did not even seem like ten minutes. (Though possibly the Underground shenanigans and rush to find the theatre meant that we kind of met in London and immediately started navigating rather than engaging in pleasantries! And TBF the majority of our email conversations begin in the manner of capslock'd flailing anyway.)

In particular, the interval of the show stands out for me because we spent the entire thing discussing headcanons and interpreting what we'd just watched, and basically just having a massive fangirl geek-out over Sunset. I feel very, very sorry for anyone sitting in our vicinity at that point, as they must have thought we were completely insane - particularly anyone who came along purely to see Glenn Close without any prior knowledge of the show / movie.

I also find it hilarious that within those said three hours of being in the same room, we managed to create a meme, namely #JewishMotherNorma. This came out of a discussion about the potential movie version of the musical, which seems to have gone quiet again (thank goodness) and an old rumour that Barbra Streisand was in the running to play Norma at one point - and whilst Barbra Streisand is awesome, neither of us can quite see her playing Norma, and if it were to happen then Norma would be a Jewish Mother. We then immediately came up with two examples of #JewishMotherNorma, namely, "Are you married? A nice boy like you should be married...", and making sure Joe is eating enough even though she's starving herself to prepare for Salome.

There will be more coming, believe me. :P

(This meme is a companion to our #SunsetBlvdExhibition meme, which was a series of terrible, terrible puns that arose out of my dreaming about a Sunset Boulevard exhibition, where we took SB quotes and made them vaguely relevant to exhibition-type words. When I say terrible, I mean terrible. "You know what you can do with your vi-queue-na" levels of terrible. Basically, we are awful people who should not be allowed near anything, or each other.)

The crux of this is that it really demonstrates the longevity of internet friendships and throws mud in the face of all those people who think they're not valid or not real or not "proper" friendships. It's always been the case that when I meet online friends IRL, even for the first time, it's like we've known each other for years - because ironcally, we probably have.

So yeah. I wanted to mention that in case it got lost in my latter write-ups, which I will now make a start on. Hoping to get at least one up on Sunday, if not both, as I think I may have to do one for each Act, unless it devolves into Yet Another Shipper Analysis and churns out a third. :P

Watch this space!

PS: In honour of the occasion I have switched back to the glorious SB mood theme that Eni made me. :)
teylaminh: (Retro - period)
Well, actually, we intended to be productive, but it got scuppered.

On Friday we had Lisa over for tea, as she was belatedly bringing over Paul's birthday presents. I cooked her a fish curry with brown rice (because we are healthy) and then we sat and watched Moon. It ended up being quite a late one - I think I went to bed around 1.00am...

On Saturday we went out to get some supplies and stuff for tea (including some very nice steaks from the butcher which were a bargain at £3.50 each) but then didn't manage to do very much else because I had a(nother) migraine - my own fault really, as I'd had two glasses of wine and a bottle of cider the night before. I did try and fend it off before bed by having some water, but no joy. It persisted all day and was the annoying sort of migraine where I forgot about it until I did something silly like bending and straightening, which would make my head pound incessantly. So we didn't manage to go through any boxes on Saturday.

We watched Jonathan Creek at six as usual (actually, the migraine might have been a good thing as it subdued me somewhat; I'm wary of my squee not ruining the episodes for Paul!) and then I pootled about on Little Big Planet whilst Paul cooked dinner. Then we watched The Artist, at least until the last half-hour or so when Paul fell asleep. Obviously. :P

Oh yeah, and in the morning we made some pineapple sorbet - initially this was to get rid of some accumulated egg whites in the freezer, then it transpired not to need any egg whites after all. I need to give Katie the recipe later so I'll post it here too. It tastes amazing. :)

On Sunday, therefore, we were still intending to go through boxes, except I was struck with the Ovary-Kicking Period of Doom and spent the day not doing very much at all. Namely, sitting on the sofa with my wheat bag and catching up on EastEnders (I'm finally up to speed now after being persistently a week behind since Christmas), playing a bit of Red Dead Redemption and doing my JC write-up. Chicken stir-fry for tea and then the evening spent being distracted by Tumblr, as usual. I got a few words of fic down but nothing particularly substantial - I want to get the tags done and dusted pretty sharpish as I need to print them off for Eni for her birthday. (The post-ALTAF angst is still not cooperating, either. Grrr.)

I also seem to have acquired several plans for my two weeks off work. Cut for length. )

This week I'm only in work three days (yay!) because we've booked off Thursday and Friday. Normally for Valentine's Day we book a meal somewhere but we're both skint; my other plan was to have a day trip to Stratford, but trains are just as expensive, so instead we have a vague plan of going to the Sea Life Centre as I have a 2-for-1 voucher that I think is still valid... Then I'll probably cook that monkfish that's been in the freezer for ages, as I'd been saving it for a special occasion - which will work out much cheaper than going for a meal as all I'll have to buy is Parma ham and Arborio rice (for the samphire risotto).

Which reminds me: we've been engaged a year as of today! That's really gone quickly. :)

Oh yeah, and the other thing that happened this weekend was I finally bit the bullet and added Sharn on Facebook, she added me back, it's all good. I feel silly for worrying about it now. Socially Awkward Penguin, thy name is [livejournal.com profile] teylaminh. She asked for details of my leaving do, so if she could come that would awesome. I apologised for delaying so long in getting in touch and she admitted to being just as guilty, so yes. The internet is magic, and I should not be so paranoid.

Okay, there's nothing to do today and this entry has only taken me up to 11.00am. THIS is why I can't build flex, dammit. (I even got up early today in an attempt to fool the snow, then it took me half an hour to leave the house due to tired fuzzy-headedness and I missed the before-eight bus by a matter of seconds so was still late. I don't know why I bother.)
teylaminh: (Derren Brown - blank)
The last two weeks have been rather insane. I'll do a separate post later about this morning's work-related idiocy.

Gigs and parties. )

So, that's that. The Killers gig has basically made me go a bit crazy fangirl, repeatedly listening to Battle Born and appreciating it even more than before the concert. It's my favourite album by far - as addictive as Day and Age and Hot Fuss, but less hit and miss, with just as many potential classics. As a result, I want to get the album's logo - a lightning bolt - tattoed on my person. I already have plans for an ouroboros on my right inner forearm / wrist, and I want to get the lightning bolt underneath it. Paul has not helped by suggesting we should both get matching lightning bolts.

It would be much more than just a Killers reference, however: it would be a memory of the gig, a sneaky reference to Rocky Horror, and a symbol of my love of thunderstorms. The ouroboros is a symbol of rebirth; the lightning bolt is for battle born, the wording of which is taken from the Nevada state flag (I want to visit Las Vegas; in fact I want to honeymoon there). I love the sentiment of the two together, a brand to mark the turning point I seem to have reached in my life at the moment. Also, they're one of the only bands Paul and I both like (though we like different songs and different albums: in his head there is nothing to top Hot Fuss, in mine they just keep on getting better) and the first Proper Gig we've both been to, so it would be nice to commemorate that experience as well.

Not sure when I will get them done, but hopefully soon. I'm feeling the desire for new ink really badly right now: mostly to get the ideas in situ before they fizzle out on me, but also craving the pain/adrenaline to reaffirm my own aliveness.

In that vein: I totally need some Killers icons.

Next entry: fee earners waste our time with pointless tasks out of paranoia that could have been avoided in the first place by not being skinflints.

Over and out.
teylaminh: (Random - Oblivion wheels)
So, I had a week off work. In that week, I turned 31, had family over for a very nice meal cooked by Paul (chicken liver pate, slow-cooked chicken tikka masala, chocolate and cinnamon cake), went back to Derby with Vicky, went to Alton Towers, met up with Eni, and then went to my mum's.

Cut for length )

Actually, I was going to include the events of this week in this entry, but as it will have to be friends-only I think I'll post them separately. This is long enough already.
teylaminh: (Derren Brown - blank)
Right, since the transcription nonsense the other week, I've been trying to keep my head down, and other than a few minor irritations (the same old story of people not reading / paying attention to the emails I send for informative purposes) things haven't been too bad. On the Monday after the event, I emailed Senior with my observations of what occurred in respect of the transcription, including Demoted's refusal to undertake the work and my worry that it might be perceived that I was 'avoiding' the work in Winscribe, and she responded in fairly reasonable terms that indeed, it is not my place to sort out Demoted when she's being difficult, and thanking me for trying to sort things out in her absence.

Boring work stuff - not moaning! )

So last week was rather uneventful other than the above, though nonetheless I only managed to spend one evening actually at home. Monday we went to the pub with Lloyd and Denise, Tuesday (obviously) I had choir, Wednesday was Noel's birthday so we went to Paul's mum's, Thursday GLORIOUS NOTHING (read: catching up with household chores like laundry) and Friday we went back to the flat for Lisa's birthday and enjoyed a very tasty curry. Graham (the new tenant) popped down to join us and it we got to know him a bit better; it transpires he's a complete lightweight when it comes to booze.

It just took me about ten minutes to remember what we did on Friday; this month is so insane that my short-term memory is frelled. I did, however, enjoy my quiet weekend, as this week is also going to be insanely busy. On Saturday we finally went through the freezer and filled out the whiteboard, realising the insane amount of food we had bought but not eaten. If we are actually organised we won't have to go shopping for at least another month. (Ah, it's so scintellating being a grown-up, innit?)

So, this week:-

Monday (yesterday) was meant to be a gym day but neither of us really fancied it, so instead we went to Bella Italia. Oops.

Tuesday (today) - last rehearsal before Equinox.

Wednesday - going to Spring Hill Tesco to pick up chicken livers and various other ingredients in advance of Mother's Day

Thursday - spare shopping day in case Tesco have no chicken livers, also getting cards/gifts.

Friday - leaving work at half-three to get home and bake cake.

Saturday - rehearsal at 11.00am, concert at 7.30pm, out of house all day, Paul going out to get meat and Guinness for main course and whatever else is left to buy.

Sunday - up early to make pate and whatever else needs making, tidy and clean lower floor of house, rest for a bit, family arriving at 6.00pm, eat, drink, sleep.

The week after that is mostly uneventful except for seeing Oliver! on Wednesday. :)

On Sunday we went out for a pub lunch at the Kings Head, walking to Bearwood and trying out the Abbey for a quick drink. Seemed okay on the Sunday but I wouldn't want to go there of a Friday evening.

Roll on April and our week off; even if we can't book anywhere to go it will be nice not to be at work. :P

Oh, and talking of which, we've finally booked our holiday for September. 11 nights in Corfu. :) I've booked off an extra two days (18th and 19th September) in addition to the two weeks I already had as we arrive back at 6.30am on the 16th and I'll need more than a day to recover. :P

Okay, that's more than long enough. Over and out.
teylaminh: (Photo - Sunset tree)
Haven't updated in a while, but to be honest, even if I had, it would only be "still haven't unpacked"...

Anyway, the past two weekends have been a bit busy...

Busy like a buzzy bee... )

So that's that. Hopefully we will get Sky soon so I'll have the internet at home again (and more bloody channels; I was halfway to suggesting we should watch the Come Dine With Me marathon yesterday before realising we didn't have More4...) There are still plenty of boxes to unpack but at least there's room to move. We're getting there. House-warming some point in early September hopefully, probably before we go away. Watch this space. :P

Heh...

Jun. 30th, 2011 12:16 pm
teylaminh: (Google - Home)
I seem to have a knack for moving into new houses which have eerily similar numbers to their predecessors.

For example, I grew up at number 73 (which I remember because there was a Saturday morning kids' show called "Number 73" and I can recall being really amused by the fact that I lived at the same house number). Then I moved to number 53. Then 51. And my new house number will be 91.

Coincidence, or fate? You decide...

In other news - having obtained Rachel's details and texted her, she is unable to go to the wedding and thus has no information. Next option is to text Crystal (if she has the same number) and see if she's going, and then I suppose I go back to trying to ring Aisha again. After that, I'm out of options, and now rapidly running out of hours...
teylaminh: (JC - cockroach OTP - J/M)
I turned the three-day Bank Holiday weekend into four days by having Friday off. Initially we were meant to use this day for house-viewings but only managed to get one in, on the Saturday. Instead I used Friday to have a much-needed lie-in, and we didn't do anything except go out for a very nice curry at Pangaea in the evening.

House viewing )

After that we went home via town, realising on the way there that it was Pride weekend. We had some breakfast in the Briar (having left too early to have any before), where we ran into Abi and Anna (ex-Inliners), who were fuelling up for the parade. Unfortunately I have been too knackered to enjoy Pride in about four years so we decided against it, instead popping into the Works (picked up a new recipe book, containing useful information on how long to freeze stuff, and some presents for a one-year old), and then into GameStation (three Wii games obtained - Wii Music, Super Paper Mario and a Star Wars game for Paul).

I spent the rest of Saturday catching up on EastEnders and watching How to Train Your Dragon, which was quite good, whilst Paul was out for Jon's birthday drinks at the Yardbird (I wasn't in the mood for a loud pub or going out again).

On Sunday we went to Jen and Dave's for Acacia's first birthday bash. We had bought her a harmonica (well, that was more for Dave) and a duck hand-puppet that quacked three different tunes (Frere Jacques, London Bridge and Old MacDonald, if I remember rightly). It took Paul and I at least an hour to figure out that the different 'notes' the duck quacked were not random; shamefully, Dave figured it out in about three seconds. :P

I had taken an antihistamine before going to Jen and Dave's because they have cats, except I foolishly bought Sainsbury's own the last time because they were half the price of Benadryl for twice as many tablets, and only realised they weren't non-drowsy about half an hour later. Thankfully the party didn't last too long and we were back home again by about 3.00. I pottered about online for an hour or so and then joined Paul in a two-hour nap.

Oh, I forgot to mention - our oven is broken again. As a first attempt Paul stuck down the bottom lip of the seal again in the hope that would help, as it appeared to be not heating up and circulating cold air, but after a quick Google search it transpires it's the heating element that's broken. It is actually very easy to replace oneself if the oven is set up in such a way as to be able to unscrew it by just taking the back wall of the cavity off, except (of course) with ours you have to go in from behind, which means disconnecting the electrics. So that'll have to be a call-out job (found somewhere online which will do it for about £120 all in, which is cheaper than a new cooker). Thankfully the grill acts as an oven also, so we've had to use that. As a result, however, we ended up ordering pizza on Sunday night.

I can pretty much guarantee that once we've fixed the oven, the next thing to die will be our fridge. The door seal is not looking healthy as it is, and this flat seems content to drive me mad before we get a chance to move. :P

Fandom-Filled Monday )

Back at work today and it's a long time until my next leave. Once Paul's leave year refreshes in July I need to book my time off in September for a holiday, but I will probably need a day or two before then in any case... No choir tonight as it was a bank holiday yesterday and also half-term this week, so we're going to the gym instead, with our last personal training session tomorrow. Or, well, we're going to ask if we can drop to an hour per fortnight for a bit as £80 per month (£40 each) is more manageable than £160...

Ah, and it's now midday so I can post this. Huzzah.

PS: It has just occurred to me that I could use the Wayback Machine to retrieve my old Brinkster site, possibly. Hmmm. *scratches imaginary beard*
teylaminh: (JC - Maddy - oops)
The subject will become apparent... I was going to wait a while on this entry but might as well get it over with.

I'm very glad that January is finally over, seeing as it seems content to keep kicking me in the arse. The following course of events are not bad, per se, but somewhat annoying.

You couldn't make it up... )

So yeah. Seriously, January? I mean, I get that this is your way of sort of making up for being completely crap up 'til now, but honestly, there are better ways. :P
teylaminh: (Farscape - Stark - hidden talents)
RIGHT THEN. Now that I've finally managed to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 all the way through without interruption from ignorant pissheads, I shall provide a review / thoughts... I intended to post this last night, but obviously our internet was down again. I swear Virgin Media just know when I have stuff I want to do…

HP7pt1 - probably contains spoilers )

So yes, that was quite enjoyable. As for trailers, Mars Needs Moms looks quite cool. In terms of upcoming films, I really want to see Black Swan, and The King's Speech to a lesser degree. It's Oscar season so a lot of good films are coming out. :)

Before HP7, incidentally, we went to Darren & Andrea's on Saturday afternoon / evening, as Andrea was building Paul a website for his and Richie's weekly acoustic night, Broken Amp. We had a go on their XBox Kinect, which is the weirdest thing ever... I think I still prefer the Wii, as you need even more bloody room for the Kinect and it's exhausting. AND TERRIFYING, as it watches you. Darren made us chilli and then we played four rounds of Scrabble and watched a bit of the run-up to the Comedy Awards before heading home. It was a pleasant, sedate evening.

On Sunday evening we invited Lisa up to share our roast dinner, as we had a gigantic pork shoulder joint from Asda. It was £7.00 for just under 6lb of meat!! It was quite possibly the best pork joint I've ever done: the scratching was lovely (apparently!) and actually crisped up, and the meat was just falling off the bone and coming off in those lovely tender stringy bits like you get on hog roasts. OM NOM. Obviously there's still loads of it left. I'm going to make some soup tonight to take to work, and will probably have some more nomalicious pork for tea. :)

Embroidery Stuff )

So, as I say, I meant to post this last night, but had no internet. Which was especially annoying because I didn’t actually sit down at the PC until I’d done the washing up, put washing in, made soup for work and eaten my dinner, which was about 7.30pm. So instead I uploaded the embroidery photographs to post later, and finally got around to installing Sims 3.

Oh, dearie me... )

I have some work annoyances to post, but I'll do them in a separate entry, as this is quite long enough...
teylaminh: (Photo - Playmobil)
I have no idea when I last updated or what it was about, but here is what I've been up to...

Birthday Stuffs )

After that Paul and I both had a week off work. The beginning of the week mostly involved doing nothing, going to Aldi, and watching Duckula, in my case anyway. I've got through the first two discs so far.

On Thursday we headed off to London for a couple of days. London Stuffs )

In other, more positive news, TAX REFUND, BABY!!! Apparently for 2008-2009 I overpaid over a grand in tax! Considering I had to extend my overdraft again last month just in case I spent too much money in London, this little windfall is very much appreciated. In addition, I achieved my pay increment at work and should be getting a chunk of backpay tomorrow in my wages, which initially I was going to spend on an eye test and new lenses. Instead I'm going to use the tax refund to pay a chunk off the credit card and pay for the eye test, and hopefully spend the backpayment on something NICE for a change. :)

I anticipate something horrible will happen to me in due course when Fate realises she made a horrible error in judgement. But in the meantime, it's nice to have a bit of luck for once.

Also, I started watching Damages on Monday night and I'm about nine episodes in. Quite enjoying it, though I can't decide if Patty Hewes is pure genius or pure evil... Whichever it is, Glenn Close is sheer awesomeness incarnate, but we already knew that. :)

I think that'll do. :)

Epic Update

Sep. 4th, 2010 02:01 pm
teylaminh: (Edward - butterfly)
Okay, I have music meme stuff and embroidery stuff to post, and in regards to the former I will just be re-starting where I left off, because I think my last meme post was on 27th August and I don't feel like doing that many in one go... I also have some other bits to update about.

Music Meme and Embroidery Pics 21-23/?? )

My week off is almost over and I have no idea where the time went... In brief:

Saturday - I made my first ever curry! We went to a nearby supermarket and got £15-worth (a full carrier bag) of spices in order to make said curry, followed by a trip to Moseley Farmers' Market for sausages, cheese, local ale, wine, etc. Spent rather too much money, but meh. Anyway, I've now rebagged all the spices (including a 1kg bag of garam masala - I'm going to be making a LOT of curry now...) and my kitchen smells divine. :D As for the actual curry, I did spiced fishcakes to start with a coriander chutney, followed by Anjum Anand's "Punjabi Chicken Curry", which was lovely. I forgot to put the chillies in, and also I put in too much water so it didn't quite go as the recipe stated and I had to thicken with cornflour, but it tasted delicious. Definitely going to make that again. :)

Sunday - I think I had a migraine. Can't remember.

Monday - went to visit [livejournal.com profile] jackiesjottings in Oxford, which was a lovely day. We had to change at Milton Keynes, where the structure they laughingly referred to as a bus station consisted of three portacabins and some pavement, with only a cricket ground nearby to break the tedium. It was about a 15-minute walk from the actual bus station in the city centre and thus not worth the effort. Milton Keynes is poo; everything is square and all the buildings are identical. Give me an organic rambling city any day.

As for Oxford, it was beautiful. I wish I'd been clever enough to go there for uni, really. Something about the surroundings inpsires you to Be Academic. We wandered around several of the colleges, found lunch in a quiet pub, and were briefly followed around by a strange-but-friendly cat. Photos are here.

Tuesday - nowt. Recovering from the day before!

Wednesday - we went out to see Avatar in 3D at the IMAX, having missed it the first time around. Review / Spoilers )

Thursday - more nothing. Did some more embroidery.

Friday - we were supposed to see Toy Story 3 but neither of us were particularly in the mood. Spent the afternoon searching for shoes for Paul as he's at a wedding today, then he went off to stay over at the bride's mother's (don't even ask, it's the weirdest wedding ever - Paul is a "bridesmate" for starters...) and I came home and watched Marie Antoinette, which we'd picked up at Blockbuster in the cheap sale DVDs rack. Quite an interesting film... Internet was deaded all last night (in addition to cable telly being half-b0rk all day yesterday and again today - you suck, Virgin). I stayed up til about 2.00am in order to knacker myself out before attempting to sleep, otherwise I wouldn't have managed it. Surprisingly, I actually had a fairly good night's sleep, although did have a very odd dream this morning that Paul had briefly come home before going back out to the wedding again...

Today - nothing much at all. Got up 10.00ish after finishing my current book ("Loves Music, Loves to Dance" by Mary Higgins Clark) and have pottered on t'internet since then. Should probably straighten my hair and get ready soon as I have to be at the same wedding's reception at 6.00. Given I hardly fit into any of my clothes any more, I have no idea what to wear. Meh.

Tomorrow - chillaxing and enjoying the last day of my leave. I should have booked another week. Hopefully I will be having another week off after my birthday anyway.

And that's it.

Update Time

Aug. 2nd, 2010 06:28 pm
teylaminh: (Christine - I can't escape)
[livejournal.com profile] commoncomitatus is forcing me to do one of those 30-day memes (and obviously picked the hardest subject possible, i.e. music) so I will start that when I've written down some possibilities and whittled them down. :P

In the meantime, here's an update of last week. Week of Sociability )

Less Pleasant Colleague Stuff )

That's about it, really. We are currently levelling out at 48-hour turnaround on work, which is better than seven days as it was a couple of weeks ago. Despite doing three long days last week, leaving early on Monday and two long lunches effectively killed off any flex I might have gained (I only got 0.10 of an hour), so I need to make the effort this week. It does seem that no matter how hard I work to get through the typing, it just keeps on coming. I hope when Noor finally comes back from sick leave we'll be able to cope a bit better; KEH typists were helping out but were more trouble than they were worth, and couldn't access the matters on IKEN anyway, so I think they've given up now.

Anyway, I should really tackle said typing, I suppose.

Edit at 18.20: The afternoon did not exactly improve. I had intended on leaving work at 4.30, and picked up a longish piece of dictation at just before 4.00 to kill some time. It was 25 minutes in length and shouldn’t have taken as long as it did, except the fee earner in question has to spell everything every single time (not being content to spell, for example, the child’s name the first time and expecting us to be intelligent enough to remember it two seconds later…), which uses up precious minutes, and also being overly verbose. I disapprove of the phrase: “… has the ability to be able to…”. Calling the Department of Redundancy Department!

Anyway, I finished that at about 4.45 (I think) and was just filling out the receipt for it to take it upstairs, when Senior 1 tells me she’s put something in as urgent and it needs to go out that afternoon. Right. Okay. So I do that, and am in the process of printing it off when Senior 2 comes up to me and says he’s put an urgent in that also needs to go this afternoon and could I please do it. Having already been thwarted in my first attempt to go home early, I reacted possibly less politely than I should have done, but did it anyway.

You know what? This is getting a bit tedious now. I’m rather sick of being the only person around after 3.30pm to do any urgents that come in. Also I seem to have done nothing except urgents today, and there’s a lot of it because we’re still behind and people are panicking.

*grumps*

It’s all flex. I just have to keep telling myself that. And I have a week off in September. I will doubtless return to similar levels of chaos as last time, but that seems to be par for the course.

On the plus side, I did manage to find a halfway decent cardigan in Primark with very little hassle, for once. It’s one of those buttonless ones with the dangly tails at the front. I have several tops which are longer than my standard cardigans / hoodies so it will come in very useful…
teylaminh: (Random - Foodie Love)
Not that I have anything particularly substantial to update about, per se - I'm just feeling less half-dead than I have been for the past few weeks so should probably keep my LJ alive if nothing else.

Actually, I've not had any coffee since last Tuesday (I won't say I've not had caffeine because I've had Pepsi) thanks to my right kidney twinging ominously at me that morning and terrifying me into drinking lots of water and cranberry juice. Thus far my kidneys have consistently ached a bit, but haven't moved on to incapacitating agony, so I don't know if I just caught it in time or whether it's something else. In any case, I'm making a GP appointment on my way home tonight just in case...

So I attribute the general not-feeling-half-deadness to not being full of caffeine dregs. The first three days without coffee were pretty horrendous, actually, but I feel much better today.

Weekend )

In other news, Trevor-the-landlord has finally given in and replaced the roof, so currently we have no tiles. The horrendous rain on Sunday morning at least proved that the roofers left it waterproof, though after said rain woke me up I was then paranoid the ceiling was going to cave in and it took me a while to drop off again...

And I think that's about it. I've been too skint to do anything else, but hopefully things will start looking up soon. If Paul ever gets a start date for his job, anyway...
teylaminh: (PotC - Pirate!)
Wishing a very Happy Birthday to [livejournal.com profile] 803am!

Paul sends birthday wishes also.

...thought you'd escaped, didn't you? :P
teylaminh: (Christmas - berries)
Paul and I got some more presents last night - all that remains is something else for Robin / Bumble, which Paul is going to hunt for at the same time as shopping for me. I also have £9 left to spend on something for him to make up the £30 limit.

Next week's evenings have gone from being fairly quiet to being jammed!

Monday - Paul at Broken Amp.
Tuesday - last choir rehearsal before Christmas.
Wednesday - meeting [livejournal.com profile] herringprincess at the pub to hand over pressies pre-Christmas as she won't be around on Christmas Eve.
Thursday - going to see grandmother.
Friday - nothing. Yet, anyway. :P

Tomorrow we're going to Jen and Dave's for dinner so I will need to wrap their presents tonight. Paul's working in the morning so will meet Lisa and I in town on the way there. On Sunday we're hoping to go and see Paranormal Activity (I've bitten the bullet - as much as I know full well I'll be backed firmly into my chair with horror, I also know I'll regret it if I miss it at the cinema) and maybe a ride on the wheel, so I must remember to take the camera with me. Might take it on Saturday as well.

I cannot be any more sociable than I already am being, so please - don't ask me to do anything else.

Nowt else to report. It's been quiet here the past couple of days. Today I've allocated myself the task of sorting through our filing cabinet full of police videos. Might as well make a start on that.

Two hours later...

Police evidence cataloged and databased. Now back to my day job. :P

Weekend

Nov. 30th, 2009 01:13 pm
teylaminh: (Default)
My goodness, it's cold. And has been since about Friday, I think. The heating hasn't kicked in properly at work today, and as there's no work to do either, I'm just a tad chilly. *blows on fingers*

Saturday )

Yesterday I had intended to tidy up in preparation for putting the tree up next weekend, but I was simply too tired and cold to do so. We put the heating on at 11.00 and also the fire in the living room (which is just never warm at this time of year), and I spent the majority of the day watching television on the sofa until 7.30, when I went to do tea.

We had roast turkey breast roll, which I'd covered with a honey and mustard marinade (of sorts), with roast potatoes, carrots and leeks, and stuffed mushrooms to use up some bits from the fridge (I used chopped tomatoes, garlic and herbs, plus the chopped mushroom cores, topped with cheese). Surprisingly nice. :) The remainder of the turkey has become lunch today, also, which worked out quite well.

Tonight I must clean the kitchen floor because I managed to spill oil on it last night when getting the tray out of the oven.

Oh yes, on Thursday we went to see Drew in his latest am-dram play, A Christmas Twist, which was quite enjoyable. I was incredibly tired and cranky by the time we left, though...

I am still skint. Thankfully I get paid again in three weeks rather than four, thanks to the early Christmas payday. Not sure it'll help, though; we get paid early again in January and then have to suffer in February when it all goes back to normal. Bah.

Over and out.
teylaminh: (Random - Foodie Love)
A variation on a theme, but I think this is the version to keep...

Parma ham-wrapped chicken stuffed with goats cheese and spinach, with mushroom and blue cheese sauce )

Quite successful, and delicious!

Tonight we're going to see Drew in an amdram play at Trefoil House, and dinner at Wagamama beacuse it's been a while. Friday I need to finish my latest Christmas ornament embroidery and then on Saturday I'm meeting [livejournal.com profile] jackiesjottings (we're going to the Moseley Farmers' Market) at midday. Then hopefully on Sunday I can get some tidying up done in the living room, as we're putting the tree up next week.

Christmas is slowly rolling in; I feel somewhat more prepared than usual, but I'll withold judgement entirely until after the 9th, which is my shopping day. :P
teylaminh: (Chicago - cell block tango)
...here's something resembling an update of my two weeks of leave, apart from what I already LJ'ed about.

Monday: we cleaned the kitchen, including the oven, and had literally just finished and were about to do the floor when Phil (Trevor-the-Landlord's plumber / electrician / handiman mate) turned up to investigate the leak in Lisa's ceiling, which turned out to be the pipe under our kitchen counter having come slightly awry. Problem now fixed, though as a result I still haven't cleaned the floor. It's recycling night on Thursday so I'll do it then.

Tuesday: a trip by bus to Sutton Park, including an Aldi-bought picnic. Their fizzy raspberryade is yum. We ran into a herd of free-roaming cows but alas did not have the camera with us.

Wednesday: a barbecue of the evening.

Thursday: Lisa went with us and thus drove us to Prestatyn (North Wales) for the day, which was lovely. It was warm but blustery, and the tide went out over the course of the day so we got to have a bit of a paddle in the sea, walked about 15 miles down the seafront / promenade and finished the day with a short journey to Rhyl for fish and chips, whereupon we were attacked by feral and aggressive seagulls. (There are pictures on Facebook, but I don't have the link to hand.) Rhyl was kind of rubbish (like most things that were popular in the 80s :P), but Prestatyn was gorgeous, and we're going to try and get a chalet or caravan there for a bit longer, at some point. Sea air = cleansing for the soul. Lovely.

Friday: nowt, as far as I can remember.

And then I was on my own for the week after that, and went to Ikea with Lisa and not much else.

This weekend we had another barbecue (with Lloyd and Daniel in attendance), which despite being briefly rained on was quite pleasant. On Sunday we finished building the DVD cabinets and rearranged the furniture, and put Paul's CDs into his new units. We can't move the DVDs around yet until David comes over to drill them to the walls, but at least they all fit into the room...

So, as of this morning Paul is officially unemployed, having discovered halfway through Friday that he had to leave. Admittedly this was inevitable, but still rather shit. Hopefully by the end of this week, if not today, things will be a little brighter. I was feeling crap about it this morning, but luckily it's been so busy here today I haven't had time to think about it.

(I'm not bothering to filter this entry for the sake of one paragraph, so if you haven't got anything nice or sympathetic to say about the situation, don't say anything at all. In fact, that goes for everything I post here of a sensitive nature.)

DHL attempted to deliver my new embroidery frame (the old one finally broke) on Friday when both Lisa and I happened to be out, so I've just had to ring their automated re-delivery service number thing to rearrange it for tomorrow. Hopefully they'll turn up at a reasonable time when either Paul or Lisa are actually in and able to sign for it, otherwise I foresee this debacle going on for some time. Obviously, DHL don't deliver at weekends; that would be far too helpful.

I think that's about everything.
teylaminh: (Priscilla - Drag Crossing)
Firstly, here's that same old meme-thing, taken from Eni and Eve respectively:

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

Secondly, I owe a few hugs here and there, so: *HUG*

Thirdly, because I was re-reading old entries today in a fit of sheer boredom (there's been barely anything to do today; I also re-themed my journal to something more summer-y) and realised it's been a very long time, here's that guess-the-song-from-the-lyrics meme...

Rules: randomise your MP3-player of choice (I'm using Winamp), then post your favourite lyric from each song that comes up (trying not to include the title), then let your f-list guess the artist and song. There's normally a limit of 10-15 songs but I've been known to go as high as 30. ;)

Usually Eni and [livejournal.com profile] queenc2346 pwn this kind of thing between them, but anyway... here it goes:

Lyrics... )

Off you go, then. :P

Edited on 09/07/09 with answers.
teylaminh: (Cabaret - Maybe This Time)
So, I have two day trips to blog about and a meme to do. I was insanely busy at work on Tuesday and Wednesday (as a knock-on effect of having to help out West/East teams the Wednesday before [i.e. the 20th], resulting in almost falling behind in our own team's work) and didn't find time to update, and then have been too tired / disinclined to actually update whilst at home.

I also have another embroidery scan to post when I get home, as I've finally finished the insane amount of mid-brown. I started the darkest shade of green yesterday then realised I'd completely misread the colour chart and done it all the wrong colour - thankfully there wasn't too much of it, but still, a good three hours' worth of work to redo...

Anyway. I'm just taking a little break before commencing the three-tape dictation of DOOM that is sitting on my desk. Super-long entry commences... NOW!

Day Trip to Glastonbury, Saturday 23rd May )

After that was the bank holiday weekend, and as far as I can remember I don't think we did anything. Paul was working on the Monday anyway, so I doubt anything exciting happened. I was then at work for two days, before having flex and annual leave on Thursday and Friday.

(Half) Day Trip to Worcester, Thursday 28th May )

Aaaand finally, the meme stolen from [livejournal.com profile] 803am...

Comment to this entry and I'll pick three of your fandoms. You must then update your journal and answer the following questions:

1. What got you into this fandom in the first place?
2. Do you think you'll stay in this fandom or eventually move on?
3. Favorite episodes/books/movies/etc.?
4. Do you participate in this fandom (fanfiction, graphics, discussions)?
5. Do you think that more people should get into this fandom?

I was given Farscape, Jonathan Creek and The X-Files by Eni... Here we go... Probably LONG )

Phew. *wipes brow*

Oh, and finally finally (honest), talking about Jonathan Creek, have some fic-like ramblings... )

Right, that's enough for one day. Normal service will be resumed shortly. *posts and runs*
teylaminh: (Photo - Sunset tree)
Last week's stress has finally begun to manifest itself - the skin around my right middle fingernail is peeling quite horrendously, and the ring finger's started to go as well. Left hand is okay so far. I might put some Sudocrem on them tonight... All of my random stress reactions take about a week to kick in; at least this time I was expecting it. I'm usually trying to remember what kicked it off. ;)

They've turned the heating off at work this morning, so I had to run out at about 10.00 to get some hot chocolate in order to warm myself up.

Weekend was quite fun. Saturday morning was slightly marred by having a headache first thing, which I attribute to not eating properly. When I have brown bread every day I do tend to feel generally healthier, and my stomach has been a bit complainy of late, too. Back to the healthy(ish) eating today.

In the afternoon we went out to Alison's birthday picnic at Cannon Hill Park. Obviously, it was lovely and sunny on the way there - we walked from Moseley having just missed the bus - until we were walking through the park, when the heavens opened. The rain kept coming, off and on, for the majority of the afternoon, and the picnic took place on the bandstand. Much amusement was had, especially when Paul and Lloyd got fed up of sitting on the floor and went to fetch a picnic table, until someone said that the bandstand wouldn't withstand the weight, at which point they abandoned the table halfway up the slope... My description of this is done better justice by the photographs, which are on Facebook, here.

Paul and I left after an hour or so because we were cold from the walk in the rain. At the point we decided to leave it was chucking it down again so we held on for a bit and then - obviously - when we walked back to Moseley (uphill, gah), the sun had come out again. Typical. :P

In the evening we rented Zack and Miri Make a Porno from cable, which was actually surprisingly good...

Sunday was fairly sedate. We were going to go out if the weather was okay, but obviously it wasn't, so we stayed in. Watched the second Jonathan Creek Christmas special, "Satan's Chimney". I appear to be finding Carla a lot less irritating than the first time around, which is somewhat worrying. I now suddenly realise I completely missed the postcard scene... am now wondering if it was in a different episode entirely, though I'm fairly sure it's in "SC", because I mentioned it in my post-episode tag... Hm. Might need to re-watch and find it.

Some random thoughts )

Other than that, I did some more embroidery and watched The Unloved, part of C4's "Find Me A Family" season. Also made a spaghetti bolognese last night with some pancetta in it that we picked up from Sainsbury's, and mmmmmm nice.

I don't think there's much else to report.
teylaminh: (Edward - cookie heart)
That was quite pleasant. Paul was working silly shifts this weekend (2 til 10 both days) so I basically had the weekend (and the computer!) to myself. Despite that, I was even marginally productive - cleaned the kitchen and bathroom, planted the kitchen herb garden pot, and got some bits of shopping on the Sunday.

Of course, the rest of it was spent on the PC. ;)

I've spent most of the weekend indulging unashamedly in Sunset Boulevard fandom, basically - re-reading old fic, e-mail tennises with [livejournal.com profile] sweeterthing and Jenny (from Georgia) about SB fic and introspection, and chatting to Eni on YIM after scanning the old UK tour brochure. Which reminds me, I must scan the APR libretto pictures, too.

Sunday was mostly spent working on my new layout, which I'm still not entirely happy with... haven't even attempted to code it yet. I was going to use the 'Expressive' layout but the CSS looks really bloody complicated, and I'm somewhat out of practice, but I think I can achieve the same effect using 'Bloggish' - i.e. a background and a header banner. I have the background sorted, but need to work on the banner. As ever, these things look so much more impressive in my head, and would be a lot easier if I could draw. My Google image hunt was less than fruitful, to say the least, though I did have a second option for the picture that I might try... :P

As a result of re-reading the e-mail tennises with Jenny, I was randomly reinspired last night to make a start on our SB / Breakfast at Tiffany's crossover, the unoriginally titled "Sunset at Tiffany's". I think that was actually going to be the real title, too, but I might come up with something else... This was the thing which was going to have four different endings because we couldn't decide which one we preferred. I imagine Mr Capote is turning in his grave, but probably no more than Mr Wilder is. ;)

Random fic details, for those who might be even remotely interested... )

I absolutely cannot find words to express how glad I am that I got to see the London production of Sunset. It is a fandom that is very high on the list of favourites, and I can't believe I fell out of it. I felt so ALIVE on 28th February; I've not enjoyed a show like that since... I can't remember. The Woman in White, probably, as after that point things started to go downhill. Before seeing SB again I was almost about to give up on writing completely (as a result of too many issues to mention), but it has reinspired me to the point of absolute ridiculousness - for fanfic, for icons, for thought-provoking discussion, for general creativity. I can't explain why, and I don't want to analyse it. There's just something about the story which has always captured my imagination and never let go, and somehow, I'd forgotten that.

Glumness )

Meh. Sorry, this started out as a positive post. In any case, many many thanks to Eni for putting up with my inane messenger ramblings of late...

Anyway, in other news, this month is horrendous for birthdays and events, including Mother's Day. And then in April its our anniversary (four years!), and hopefully after that I should have some money. I say this every year, of course. One year it might be true. :P

Right. It is now lunchtime, so I shall post this and have my sandwich.
teylaminh: (Erik - blank)
It's a known fact that office humour is never funny outside of the office, for the simple reason that at the point it happens it's usually as a result of stress or tedium. That being said, however, I have to share these two things from this week.

The first was on Monday or Tuesday (can't remember which) when I'd gone upstairs to warm up my coffee in the microwave and ran into Peter making himself some tea. He mentioned that all the spoons had disappeared - we had a very large collection of the red plastic spoons from Pret, but they'd all disappeared. In explaining where they'd all come from, apparently it transpired that Rob was taking handfuls whenever he was in there - they may well be free, but Pret probably didn't anticipate the amount that Rob's taking.

He described him as the "Spoon Baron of Birmingham", and then followed this up with: "It comes to something when you have to make your tea with a fork."

Well, I found it funny. :P

Today's amusement should not be as funny as it is... I came in this morning and Alison asked me what the group email addresses were so she could send an Angry E-mail, as someone had stolen one of her two remaining slices of bread and left the other one to go stale, thus depriving her of breakfast.

By the time she was sending the e-mail I think she'd mellowed somewhat and laughing about it... In any event, the Food Thief strikes again. It's kind of ridiculous that in an office full of apparent grown-ups, someone is still resorting to stealing food out of the cupboards and fridge. Short of labelling everything, I don't know what else we can do. It was funny more for the BREDS R SRS BIZNIZ than anything else.

Thank goodness it's Friday. I'm actually not as tired today as I have been for the rest of the week, so that's something. My cough / sore throat is coming and going, though the gargly stuff does seem to work in stopping the pain. At least I can sing again, so should be able to do the performance on 10th February at the ICC. The only annoying thing is my eyes keep getting very 'gunged up' when I'm tired, making my vision all blurry. I had this over Christmas too, so hopefully it'll go away again.

Should be a quiet weekend, I think. Paul isn't working this week, and we're seeing [livejournal.com profile] herringprincess on Sunday for lunch so she can hand over our Christmas presents. Hopefully I'll find some time to watch the X-Files first movie and then can move on to season 6. SO MANY favourite episodes: "Triangle" (technically brilliant as well as OMGshippy), "How the Ghosts Stole Christmas", "Arcadia"... possibly a few more I've forgotten. I think maybe also "Millennium", though that might be season 7, I forget.

Last night I made a lasagne. Possibly my best lasagne ever. The only cheaty thing in there is the white sauce, which is a Bisto one, as I can't make white sauce. (Yet still not quite as cheaty as buying the jarred stuff.) I discovered a neat trick whilst making it wherein before I put in the layers of pasta, I brushed them on both sides with water. I've often found when I've made one before that there just isn't quite enough moisture in the filling to cook the pasta properly, but the water solved my problem, and avoided the cumbersome process of cooking it before I started. :)

Also, yesterday at work was boring for the majority of the afternoon, so I sat down and looked at my POTO fic again, and managed 1000 new words. :) If I can get it finished at some point I may start posting it somewhere, assuming I can ever get the first chapter right. I started the fic some time ago and the first chapter still feels a bit... out of practice. I keep tweaking it, but I might just re-write it.

I was also randomly re-inspired the other night for a bit of "Sweet Intoxication", though then didn't have chance to attempt to write it. I desperately need to finish that story. In fact, I think I will try and do so before posting the new one, as some manner of incentive. And GAH, don't get me started on "Strange Glue" (the UB-fic). I really do need to update that one, but I'm a bit under-inspired. Hopefully when the series comes back I can get back into the flow of it...

Okay, I'm going to stop writing this entry now, because otherwise it'll never end. If yesterday was about Phantom, today will be about Jonathan Creek. Not that I have anywhere to share that one, of course. *sigh*
teylaminh: (Retro - coffee)
But an enjoyable one, nonetheless.

I awoke ridiculously early (for a Saturday, anyway) and proceeded to make my way towards Birmingham, leaving Paul with a selection of various chores to do whilst I was out. I was heading off, excitingly, to meet [livejournal.com profile] jackiesjottings, who was supposed to come to Brum just before Christmas but for a lack of funds.

A Grand Day Out )

I should like the record to show, for Jackie's interest, that my area is not normally renowned for people dying on the high street. It's usually quite salubrious. :P

Today I've done not much - watched the Eastenders omnibus (the ending made me cry, damn you Stacey Slater and your dysfunctional family!) and made cakes for Paul's work, as they were moaning apparently as I wasn't well enough to make them over the New Year period. :P

Hopefully Jackie and I will get to meet again some point this year as she's invited me to her beloved Glastonbury. It was a thoroughly enjoyable meet-up yesterday. My favourite thing about meeting online friends whom you've known for a while online is that the conversation flows as though you've known each other for years. It's been the same with all the people I've met, from [livejournal.com profile] winter_jasmine to [livejournal.com profile] 803am. A strange phenomenon, really. :)
teylaminh: (Christmas - bauble)
That was a pleasant, if slightly exhausting, weekend...

Starting with Friday night, and our first Messiah concert. Compared to the Beethoven it's positively relaxing. :P Paul came home about half an hour after me, drunker than promised (four drinks my big fat arse...) and without his phone, lost at some point in the process of going home. DRINKING IS BAD, MMKAY?

Saturday )

Anyway, at least now the tree is up and that's one element of stress dealt with.

Sunday was the direct opposite. Somehow over the course of Saturday night I drank three glasses of wine, so woke up feeling awful not only with a headache, but random aches and pains from all the hard work the day before. I watched a few episodes of X-Files in bed and then went back to sleep until 1.45. We completely forgot to ring people as promised, so that'll have to be done today.

Sunday night we ordered pasta from Pizza Hut / Pasta Hut (quite nice) which we ate in separate rooms because Paul was playing poker, and then he buggered off out for a drink with Alex (who is temporarily back from Gran Canaria) even though he's seeing him tomorrow, despite saying we would watch something together at 9.00. Thanks. :P

Anyway, work is okay today - plenty to do, so I won't get to leave early, but at least I'm not bored. Things are going to be quite frantic from now on.

Weekend...

Oct. 27th, 2008 10:44 am
teylaminh: (Chicago - cell block tango)
Alternatively active and lazy, this weekend.

Saturday involved a morning trip into Kings Heath to get meat (from the butcher) and to stock up the freezer, hence just under £70(!) in Iceland. £15 of that was wine, though. :P

In the afternoon we made our way by taxi to the Briar for my birthday drinkings. My mum and David had already arrived before us (at 3.00pm, the allotted time) and we waited for Lloyd, Derek and Denise to turn up. It turned out Lloyd had decided to go and see a film which started at 2.40 - thanks for that. :P

Lloyd then proceeded to get us kicked out of the pub. Or, well, that's what we said happened. What really happened was he managed to knock over most of his first pint, went to get another one, and the bar staff decreed he was "too drunk" because he was "slurring his words and swaying". *ahem* In any event, we finished our food and then decamped to the Trocadero instead, and spent the rest of the evening there.

Most of that time was spent watching Derek be the resident clown. The quote of the night was probably: "Of course I've got a chin! It holds my mouth together!", though there was all manner of other hilarity. It's all documented in photographic form on Paul's Facebook, obviously. I have no idea whether they're publicly visible...

Alison arrived shortly after 8.00, at the Briar, whereupon she rang Derek and made her way to the Trocadero.

Paul, Lisa and I left around 10.00pm. Paul and I had a bit of a silly argument (apparently about different things) just before bed, but only because he was drunk and I was therefore unable to differentiate between a serious comment and a joke. It was pointless, anyway. (I maintain it was still a horrible thing to say, drunk, joking or otherwise...)

On Sunday we didn't do anything remotely exciting. I had a headache and my back was hurting from not sitting properly in the pub, so that rather scuppered my enthusiasm to do anything.

Back at work today and the lift is broken (again!).

I have a very busy couple of weeks ahead...

This weekend: bloody rehearsal in bloody Gloucester, followed by Hallowe'en party / Movie Night thing.

Next weekend: fireworks at Paul's mum's for her birthday

Weekend after that: concert at Town Hall, so rehearsing all day for that, too.

December is also just as bad, with two Messiah concerts and Christmas to contend with, as well as all the usual festive stressing. My plan is the usual: one day off work in order to get the majority of my shopping done, tree is going up first weekend in December so I don't have to worry about it, and get it all over with as soon as possible. If you invite me to the pub a week before the event, you can readily expect me to kill you. :P

Christmas should really not be so stressful.

PS: Loving the new Livejournal front page. :D
teylaminh: (PotC - Pirate!)
It's been a lovely day so far. Even the weather hasn't been too bad; the sun is warm and only ruined by the cold wind...

We went for breakfast at Delilicious, a local deli / sandwich place which does very nice food, and then headed straight into town to get a new camera. It's a joint purchase on the credit card so I don't feel as guilty as I should. ;)

We have a Panasonic Lumix DMC-FS3, in black with silver embellishments. The camera was £130, with a 4GB SDHC card for £20 (reduced from £50), and with a case and three-year warranty (just in case) it was £190. Not bad at all. WHEE NEW CAMERA!

I've also received the following:

From Paul:

~ Super Mario on DS (which was bought ages ago)
~ Anjum's New India cookery book, based on her "Indian Food Made Easy" show on BBC2. Now I can learn to make curry!
~ Another BBC book of aerial photographs of the Earth, really cool.

From Mum and David:

~ The Last Unicorn (the book)
~ A cuddly Zero from NBC
~ A miniature herb garden in a pot for the kitchen, so we can grow our own fresh herbs. :D

In addition, several Facebook messages and a random and pleasantly surprising text from [livejournal.com profile] flatline2010.

Going out for a meal later at Cafe Rouge, because we can get a lovely discount. Thank you, BCC. :)
teylaminh: (Photo - rainbow)
Mmm, four-day weekend. Most of which has been unproductive but sociable, so not an entire loss.

Friday - we rearranged the attic, which didn't take as long as anticipatd. The wardrobe is now storing all the videos and some boxes, thus clearing floor space, and the television is plugged in, to prepare for such an eventuality that we get a console of some description or an aerial at the very least, so that if people stay over they can watch it. :P

Most of the rest of Friday I spent finishing the [livejournal.com profile] redux_08 community. OMG, so good. Epic, but brilliant. I just couldn't put it down. I advise all others who were disappointed in At World's End to have a look - especially if you are of the Jack/Elizabeth school of thought. ;)

On Saturday I met up with Alison and we went to Kings Heath park for a bit, where we chatted and watched toddlers running about the place. Quite a nice day, weather-wise. Paul and I also watched the Simpsons movie in the morning on Sky Premier.

Yesterday we met up with Denise and Lloyd and not Derek, and subsequently Lorna and Bethan and several other people. I ran out of energy pretty quickly, though, for some reason, and we sloped off after a couple of drinks. One more drink in Bacchus and then home via Blockbuster to pick up some films. Once back we watched the first of them, Funny Games US, which was good, if a little slow and strange. I want to see the original UK version even if the American one is shot-for-shot, just because.

Oh, yes - also yesterday I encountered the biggest spider I've EVER seen outside of a pet shop, sitting on the reverse side of the voile at the windows. I thought it was a daddylonglegs at first because of the general shape of it, and then realised what the Hell it was. Needless to say, I legged it. Paul attempted to catch it, but apparently it ran away behind the wardrobe. Meh. I've been horribly paranoid ever since. *shudders* I'm amazed I managd to get out of the bedroom, in actual fact, as usually I end up frozen in terror at the very sight of the bloody things. Perhaps I'm getting slighty better...

Later today we having Lisa up for dinner, and that's about it. I'm still bloody knackered, though - four-day weekends are clearly not good for me.

The re-tagging of my journal didn't happen, either. Ah well, it's an ongoing process...
teylaminh: (JC - cockroach OTP - J/M)
This weekend has been quite insanely sociable...

On Friday, as already mentioned, I moved some bookcases, after traipsing to Iceland to get party food for Saturday.

On Saturday morning, having eaten no breakfast, Paul and I set about moving the videos up into the attic. This didn't actually take too long, so then we started to move the wardrobe up as well. Naturally, we got it nearly to the top when my mum and David turned up, so I was effectively trapped in the attic for a while until we could get it into the room. Then I had to put the piles of videos on the bed back into the wardrobe/unit to get them out of the way (and clear a path to the bed) in case anyone needed to stay over.

Anyway, we now have a shiny new(ish) telly and there is lots of wall space behind it, and my space-age lamp is now a focal point rather than being hidden up high on top of the wardrobe like it was before... And also a black bookcase awaiting shelves and books, so the Book Corner is almost complete...

After that we went out to get food from McDonalds... I think the rain put a lot of people off, as for once it wasn't completely rammed. (I blame the unprecedented McDonalds craving on the girl who got on the bus on Friday with Burger King...) Then we headed off to Blockbuster to find some Rubbish Films (TM) for the evening's festivities, and THEN a trip on the 11 to an off-licence in Cotteridge which sold Brothers Strawberry Perry, as Somerfield did not. As soon as we got off the bus it started hammering it down, of course, so it's probably just as well I hadn't put any washing out like I was intending when I got up and the sun was shining...

Got in, had a bath, and waited for people to arrive...

Movie Night )

On Sunday I didn't do much, at least by comparison to Saturday, but did go out to the pub for lunch with [livejournal.com profile] herringprincess, as she was unable to go to the movie night. That was pleasant, as we haven't seen each other in a while, and we had a natter and caught up and stuff. Alison walked home and I got the bus because my leg was hurting from all the furniture-moving the day before (still does a bit today) and sat down to watch 'Stenders on replay. Paul inflicted Human Traffic on me after dinner, which was okay... possibly I am rather missing the point, as for the majority of the film (especially the come-down scenes) I was just thinking "And this is meant to be fun... why?" Still, John Simm, yay.

Back at work today and nothing to report. Except that there's going to be more Jonathan Creek at some point this year. Derek mentioned this on Saturday as coming from the mouth of Alan Davies himself, presumably on QI, which we'd missed (and which isn't on Iplayer - WTF, BBC? Bastards.) and I went to check this morning. I was holding some vague hope for a return of Caroline Quentin, but the article states Jonathan will have yet another new female sidekick... We can only hope she won't be as cataclismically annoying as Carla Borego. (I mean, I love Julia Sawalha, and it's a testament to her acting ability that she could make me HATE HER so much...)

So, the lack of Maddy = sad. The comeback of Jonathan = marvellous, however. Perhaps it'll balance out. I hold out no hope whatsoever of them remembering to mentionh Maddy this time, though... it was tagged on at the end of the last series as something of an afterthought (or so it appeared) and it's been five years since then. Part of me thinks they won't forget her, but a bigger part of me knows full well that Renwick has never been that focused on the Jonathan/Maddy dynamic insofar as it was actually there when he was writing, and he's more than happy to try and recreate that dynamic with Jonathan's latest assistant. FAIL. In a word.

Hrm. I'm betting on a Christmas special, in any event...

I shall now sign this off, as it's getting far too long. I had more to say about the Jonathan Creek thing, but it fell out of my brain on the bus journey home thanks to screaming children and general tiredness. Bah.
teylaminh: (Photo - Atget mouth door)
And also not quite as insanely busy as anticipated...

On Friday night, Paul went out to see a gig at the Station. Around 9.30 he texted to say he was going back to Richie's afterwards, and I killed time by finding Day of the Tentacle to try out on DOSBox. I can't remember what time I went to bed, but in any event woke up at 2.30am to find him still not back. And, being somewhat half-awake, phoned him up and demanded he come home because I hadn't anticipated him staying out quite so late. Which resulted in a less than pleasant discussion a few minutes later, obviously, and some awkwardness the next morning as well, but at least the air had cleared by the afternoon.

Of the evening Paul was supposed to be going to a house party in Stoke, which was apparently meant to have a barbecue, except I suspect the rain called off play. He didn't go in the end, as it transpired, due to toothache. Also, I'd put some washing out to try in the frankly glorious weather that morning, only to have to rush it back inside when the heavens opened three hours later. *shakes fist* Curse you, weather god!

[livejournal.com profile] last_dance came over that evening (by bike, which was incredibly impressive), whereupon I fed her bolognese and we watched Sweeney Todd, followed by The Never-Ending Story II, as Naomi had also come along so I could return her copy of the novel, having borrowed it about four years ago... Paul joined us for the second film and wow. SO CONFUSING. It's like they took a few random elements of the book and attempted to force a plot out of them. Plus they missed out my favourite bit about the 'Many-Coloured Death' and when Bastian wishes himself to be King of the Night Forest, which I felt was a bit of a cop-out because I was looking forward to seeing how it translated to film. Meh.

It was very odd, though. We couldn't make any sense at all of what was happening. Yes - three reasonably intelligent adults failed to decipher a children's film.

Sunday was mostly sedate, with the afternoon taken up with a surprise party for Paul's brother Darren, who has recently achieved his Doctorate. So that was quite nice. Afterwards Paul and I decamped to his mum's house for a bit, half-watching the A Bit of Fry & Laurie marathon that Noel had already started, before getting a taxi back around 11.00, and then ordering in a take-away.

Unfortunately, thanks to a combination of buffet food, the two smoothies I had and the two bottles of flavoured perry, my IBS has returned with a vengeance today. I haven't had proper fibre intake for a few days, too, so the 'diet' must start properly again this week. I'm going to have the bike off Paul's mum but need to get a bicycle pump before I can ride it, so need to pop down there one of the days to bring it home. We were going to take it last night but didn't think it would fit in the taxi...

Anyway. I'm feeding my stomach probiotic yoghurt and dried cranberries in the hope of flusing the badness out. Yay.

PS: Now that I have a functional PC / DVD drive again, I need to make some Tim Burton-themed icons. Ohyes.
teylaminh: (Random - Eyes)
I completely forgot to update on my everso exciting weekend. :P

On Friday we went out for a curry for [livejournal.com profile] herringprincess's birthday, after meeting at her house. We ended up at Punjab Paradise (for whom we have a menu at home so will try them again) and it was all very nice and a very reasonable total, too, considering there were 16 of us and nearly everyone had a starter. I had a couple of good conversations with [livejournal.com profile] flatline2010 whilst Paul and Lloyd were out having a smoke, which was nice. I was absolutely stuffed afterwards, though. Farrr too much food.

After that we went back to Alison's house briefly for a toilet stop, before heading out to find a pub. Eventually we ended up at the Village, which was surprisingly empty, and sat outside after a brief argument with one of the bar staff when they IDed one of our clearly-over-21 group. Mad Scary Kat at least proved useful in that regard.

We had spread over two patio tables and our table were apparently at war with the other one, even though they didn't know that. :)

Everyone decamped inside towards the end and there was a band playing something resembling jazz, though by that point I'd run out of steam and just wanted to go home. At least we weren't in Birmingham so it was just a short 50 ride down the road, and the bus turned up fairly quickly.

On Saturday we got up early because Phil (Trevor-the-landlord's mate) was due to come and fix our bathroom light pull. Trevor phoned at around midday to say Phil had some jobs to do for him (Trevor) before he could get to us and hence would be turning up mid-afternoon, if at all. So we essentially got up for no reason.

I put some washing out (after changing to another new washing line which is actually a washing line rather than a piece of rope) because the sun was out, and naturally it then clouded over and was horrible all day. After six hours the washing was still not dry, but I brought it in anyway, immediately following which, the sun came out again. The weather doth mock me.

Of the evening, Paul went out to a gig, and I had fully intended to watch Charlotte's Web that evening, but was distracted by shiny things in the form of an AIM conversation with Eni in which she threw reactions / feedback at me about various pieces of fic, mostly Jonathan Creek... Much fun. I fully intended to go to bed at around 11.30 or thereabouts, but got sucked into a random game instead...

Sunday was the usual, really: EastEnders, random behind-the-eye / temple headache (again! Stop it, body!) and the final part of Jack in the Beanstalk on SciFi, which was actually really good. Phil finally turned up at about 2.30 (midway through 'Stenders, typically) and was gone again within 10 minutes. Also, the sun actually stayed out long enough to do some washing / drying, which was much appreciated.

I am going to start doing food diary / weigh-in posts in the style of Bridget Jones (I'm re-reading the first book, as I now have Edge of Reason to read afterwards) but will personal-only them so as not to subject my friends-list to them. Unless anyone is desperately interested, in which case I'll make a filter...

And that's it.
teylaminh: (Christine - I can't escape)
I spent a bit of money today. Not all of it was for me, though...

First of all, at lunchtime I went to Zavvi to look for Alison's present*, and failed horribly because they were apparently in the process of refitting the entire store, and only a little part of it actually contained things to buy. The man on the tills was supremely unhelpful - "It'll probably be upstairs in the comedy section". Will it? Will it really? Hm. Funny how it wasn't, then.

So, having failed on that count, I instead got hold of a complete set of St Trinian's films for my grandmother (excepting the rubbish new one, of course) if she ever manages to come here for her belated birthday dinner at some point, the 2-disc special edition of Sweeney Todd and season 2 of Carnivále, which all came to £55. Not bad.

Then, after work, I went to Primark. It's absolutely the worst shop ever. Even at 4.00pm the queues are ridiculous. The thing I completely don't understand about it, though, is the way people just... leave things by the queuing area, as though they've suddenly decided at the very last minute that they don't want those shoes or that top. It's weird, not to mention lazy and slobbish. Whilst in Primark I got some new socks and some support tights, finally, and spent exactly £12.00 in there.

I had a little look in the new shoe shop that's opened where Topshop used to be but there was nothing particularly exciting there. It's like Brantano only not as good, really.

And finally, I managed to get a new swimming costume - £14 from Bonmarché. I am officially now a middle-aged woman (and if age is all in the mind, and I feel frelling ancient, why can't I retire yet? :P). But seriously? It should NOT be this difficult to find a swimming costume just because the rest of the known universe can (a) afford a nice tropical holiday or (b) is a stick figure. SOME OF US DO NOT LOOK GOOD IN BIKINIS. End of story.

Both of these shopping experiences were marred by the RUDEST SHOPPERS KNOWN TO MAN. If they weren't barging through me, standing in doorways, pushing me out of the way or prodding/poking/pushing me and my bag, they were just... there. Being annoying. Shopping is bloody annoying where other people are concerned.

Anyway. I think there are just a couple of other bits to get for Alison and I'm done.

*Ali - this is the present I mentioned which you might think was rubbish. It was going to be a complete, 6-DVD set of Eddie Izzard performances. I figured you already have them on video but it's always nice to have these things on DVD. Ah well. If I find it again you can have it for Christmas...

Better.

May. 22nd, 2008 09:56 am
teylaminh: (MH - take my hand - D/Y)
Okay. So yesterday's entry was mostly about getting something out of my brain which has been fermenting long enough. Something incredibly minor kicked it off, pissed me off, and I figured venting it was better than stewing about it all day and sulking at work. I'm hoping that now I can just forget about it and get on with my life without worrying about this particular issue. What's done is done, and that's that. (Eni - remind me to email you, if you're absolutely deathly curious...)

Anyway, it obviously didn't help that I was tired yesterday. [livejournal.com profile] marz109 read the entry and then told Paul and he rang me up all worried, bless him. As a result we went out for food instead of finding something to cook, and went to Kings (local curry house) for a proper sit-down curry instead of a takeaway.

It was all very nice (mine had slices of boiled egg in it!), and the portions were actually a reasonable size rather than being enormous. As Paul rightly pointed out, when you go for a curry, nobody comes over to check if your food is okay, because they know it is. ;) We had a bottle of wine between us which for some reason made me very drunk/tired very quickly, so by the time we got home again I was exhausted. I did potter about online a bit (reading fic when half-asleep and tipsy is brilliant, by the way) and then fell into bed around 9.30, finally going to sleep about 10.30ish... no idea what time, actually. Early, at any rate.

So today I've had too much sleep instead of too little... Tonight I will attempt to be slightly more productive, as there's washing up to be done and I have to cook before Paul goes out for the gig later. Busy weekend for him this week: gig tonight, we're meeting his mates Vicky and Sarah tomorrow and then he's going to a Eurovision party on Saturday. It's also Pride on Sunday but to be honest, this year I'd rather just enjoy the extended weekend, especially as we no longer get 'Council Tuesdays' (obviously everyone else booked that one off before I could even think about it...) Here's hoping the weather is nice, anyway, as last year it rained all day and was horrible...

Oh, on a completely unrelated note, I meant to post this a couple of weeks ago and forgot. Courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] metalmikey666, God hates Goths now, apparently... I really want to think it's fake, but at the same time I suspect it may be genuine. Worth a look, anyway, for the sheer "whuh??" factor.

Aaanyway. Better do some work, I suppose.
teylaminh: (Default)
So, [livejournal.com profile] yoshi and I have been working through The 10th Kingdom. I'd forgotten the sheer brilliance. Anyway, we just started on episode 2 last night, and as a result, for some reason, my brain gave me a mostly nonsensical Wolf/Virginia-centric dream. Much appreciated, but somewhat strange considering the first time I watched the series (back in sixth form) that ship took over my dreams then, too...

Which is precisely why, when I go to see the new X-Files movie in August (and seriously, I'll go on my own if I have to), despite the fact it's been years and I'm no longer obsessed with it (but, wow, good times...) I will doubtless squee like a fangirl at the inevitable MSR. :D

Old ships never die; they just wait, dormant, until such time as they have reason to pop up again. So much for objectivity, though. ;)

In other news, the credit card bill is currently quite horrendous, so no more spending. We have been quite bad, really, but at least both of us are paying it off. Must lay off it until December, October at the earliest. I'm hoping by the time my mum's birthday rolls around in August I'll have actual money to spend...

Went out last night to see Clare-from-Uni at the Green Rooms, which was nice... the paintings are completely different from when I was there in March for Lisa's birthday, so that was bizarre. Also I'd forgotten how expensive it was (£6.30 for a JD&coke and a vodka&pineapple!) but I'm probably too used to Wetherspoon's prices... Still, a pleasant evening of reminiscence and general nattering.

Barely any work here today but what there is has been urgent - typical. Must pay off first card payment tonight / tomorrow. I tried to do it online earlier but there doesn't seem to be an obvious manner of doing so, so I'll have to wait until tonight and check the back of the statement.

PS: In completely unrelated news, I'm trying to find some decent pictures of Justin Lee Collins; one of him grinning (maybe with two thumbs up) and one of him looking miserable. It's for an icon. Google were unfruitful. If anyone could help, that would be marvellous...

Misc.

May. 1st, 2008 01:08 pm
teylaminh: (Cabaret - Maybe This Time)
As an addendum to yesterday's post, apparently the rest of season 2 of UB will be back on Channel 4 on 30 May. So, a whole nother month to wait... this is from someone on the forums, though, so I hold little to no hope it's actually true...

Paul and I are going to Asda tonight for our bi-monthly Meat Excursion, although mostly because we've run out of everything from toilet roll to fabric softener. At least everything runs out simultaneously... and at least, equipped with a credit card, my current account will not reel from the gutpunch that is the inevitable expenditure... I will be financially sound by the end of this year, dammit. :P

I'm currently in the process of trying to find somewhere for a friend from Uni to live for six months, and luckily enough, Richie is moving out of his room. Would be nice if she took it up, as it's only up the road from me. :) I would offer our attic, but to be honest it's more fair to pay someone to live up there than the other way around... aside from the fact that it's full of my boxes, it's cold in winter, hot in summer, and the ceiling is caving in and is literally held up with sellotape... so not exactly habitable.

Here's hoping the nice weather holds out for the weekend and bank holiday, even though we're going to be moving furniture on Saturday. I'll be sure to post before and after shots. Even bought a new duvet cover last night from Roseby's that was reduced from £19 to £9.50, in honour of the occasion. ;)

Wedding &c.

Apr. 9th, 2008 01:46 pm
teylaminh: (WIW - Marian)
That was a pleasant, if exhausting, few days.

Saturday was spent doing incredibly little, although we did head out briefly to get Paul a hair cut. This weekend we have both suffered with Stylist-Giving-Us-Their-Own-Hairstyle Syndrome, as the guy in the barber's gave him the exact same 'mullet'-type style as himself. Rather a change from Paul's usual army-issue short-back-and-sides, but it looks quite good. :)

Sunday I spent packing the case, doing washing, the usual things. 'Stenders has hit a bit of an interest low at the moment, but it's to be expected post-Easter. The Frank/Pat plotline was nice (I like it when they intersperse canon, despite randomly changing actresses), though I'm not quite sure if I'm glad of the return of Ricky and Bianca... Bianca's current troubles are looking to provide some entertainment, at least...

So, on Monday we left the house at 9.45 to catch a 10.48 train to Manchester Piccadilly, and then onwards to Manchester Airport. If nothing else, this has proven that Manchester is a viable option should we ever be able to afford a holiday, as the journey was relatively painless - no delays, and we got straight onto a train to the airport.

Once at the airport we hopped into a black cab and told him where we were going. When I looked at the respective locations of the hotel and the airport on Google, it didn't look too far, but because it was out-of-area (the hotel was in Cheshire, some 18 miles from the airport), it came to a flat rate of £25... The driver was nice enough, though. He kept pointing out where footballers lived and saying how much various houses cost, as it was a very posh area.

The hotel was gorgeous. Lovely grounds, which it would have been nice to explore had the weather been better. We found our room (a good size, and also a large bathroom) and got changed, then went to find Lisa and Heather in the bar. Heather had driven Lisa up and we got there about 30 seconds before them, as we ran into them at reception. ;)

It turned out my ex-manager was there (Carol W, she of the Inline bannage) but luckily enough she didn't seem to either recognise nor acknowledge me, so no awkward conversations.

The service was lovely, and Jen's dress was gorgeous. :) The only trouble with going to other people's weddings is I inevitably end up thinking "ooh, that's a good idea" and stealing it for future reference.

In between the service and the meal, Lisa and I went around the tables turning over the napkins, having discovered that they'd been arranged upside down (the bows uppermost), and given the hours we spend folding them and putting ribbon around them, it simply wouldn't do. That didn't take too long, luckily.

The meal was very nice, also. Melon with red berry sauce for starters (which I managed a fair bit of, despite not liking melon - again, it suffers with that thing of my liking the texture but not the flavour...), chicken with vegetables in a sort of mushroomy sauce (and peppercorn gravy) for the main, and little chocolate mousse things for dessert. Delicious. :) Also, we were kept plied with free wine and champagne for the toasts.

During the gap whilst they set up the band space / disco in the other room, we were sitting in the bar talking and eventually decided to go and get changed into more comfortable clothing - at the last wedding I went to (Tor's, where I was ill) everyone was changed before the party afterwards. Naturally, at this one, everyone stayed in their wedding garb. Typical. Anyway, as a result of our bad timing and not knowing when things were going to happen, we managed to miss the first dance. Bugger.

By about 10.00pm when we were sitting in the disco / band room, I had somewhat run out of steam. I was also trying not to fall into the trap of thinking "Fuck, I'm never going to be able to afford any of this...", which made me a bit blah for the majority of the evening.

The 'buffet' was a choice of chicken curry or (presumably) beef stroganoff, with some of the wedding cake for afters, which was very nice. Jen had thoughtfully decided on part fruitcake, part sponge. :)

The evening's entertainment was provided by three bands, which IIRC were The Klopeks, The Hunchbacks and 3 1/2 Inch Floppy. Earplugs had been provided, thankfully. Still, by that point I was a little too tired to appreciate it. Paul and I sloped off to bed at around 12.30 and watched about 10 minutes of Battle Royale on Channel 4 before giving up. Apparently Jen stayed up until 3.00am...

The breakfast next morning was also nice - the choice was "whatever you want" so I had a full English, minus beans and tomatoes but plus hash browns, and it was all very good except for the mushrooms, which were a bit tasteless...

Jen gave us a lift to the nearest station (before which, Dave gave me a bone-crunching hug on our departure) and we got a train from there to Piccadilly at a cost of about 2.90. At Piccadilly we spotted a train to Reading via Birmingham so got on it, then sat there for about an hour as it wasn't due to leave for ages. Ah well. Got back around 1.30, whereupon I had a shower (using the new shampoo I got from Supercuts - v. nice, smells of oranges, hair all soft...) and we went out for McDonalds.

I managed to drag myself to choir that evening despite falling asleep on the bus there, as it was the final rehearsal before Saturday's Mahler concert in Tewkesbury (this time I'm getting a lift home...)

Back at work today and it's not been too bad, although I was very tired this morning. Going swimming tonight and then next week we'll be back to Mondays and hopefully regular attendance. ;) Next Wednesday, Paul and I will have been together three long years. How terrifying...
teylaminh: (MH - tekiclutch - spirit bunnies)
Here we are, then, my final day of leave. As ever, I've had lots of time off work and achieved very little, although I suppose slightly more than usual...

We were supposed to rearrange the bedroom furniture on Saturday but that plan was scuppered by Paul having a cold and therefore not feeling remotely inclined to do anything energetic, which is fair enough, I suppose. Really we should rearrange it at the same time as redecorating, but I just had a must-move-furniture vibe going on...

So, Easter, then. On Friday night we traipsed to the Junction in Harborne because Heather had finally passed her driving test and wanted to celebrate. It took ages to get there because the buses were on Saturday service (which, with the 11, might as well be non-existent) and it was the other end of Harborne compared to the bus stop, but nevertheless, the pub was okay. Whilst there I spoke very little (the music was just that little bit too intrusive and the table was too wide, besides which Jen, Lisa and Heather had ensconced themselves into a corner before we arrived so we couldn't hear them at all), practically sat on top of the radiator because we were by the door and it was bloody freezing, and also tried some pistachios, for which I have now acquired a taste. That'll be a decent snack food, at least.

I was still feeling vaguely 'meh' for most of the night (in writing things down in my proper journal, I narrowed this down to the fact that everyone around me is doing all the things I want to eventually achieve, with Heather driving, Jen getting married in two weeks and Paul's mate Tor being pregnant - my body clock is tick-tocking quite substantially) but then it turned out to be PMT as the promised 'spotting' side effect of my new pills kicked in. Not sure if this will be a regular feature or not; at least with the others my periods were regular, so I hope these don't make them irregular again...

Anyway, Saturday we did mostly nothing, I think, except watch Delicatessen. Paul wasn't that impressed, but I liked it. I need to dig out The City of Lost Children again and re-watch it...

On Sunday I cooked a roast pork dinner (which is becoming my speciality; Paul's is roast chicken) and we're having the remains of that in a stir-fry tonight. And of course, I watched the dirge-like angst-fest of Easter Eastenders; I think right now, all the characters are getting right what they deserve: Lucy, Tanya, Ian and Max inclusive. I am following the emerging Phil/Shirley ship with some interest, mind you... The writers have this uncanny way of making previously incompatible characters seem perfect for each other without an obvious shift, which is nice. :)

Yesterday involved similarly doing nothing. We used another two-steaks-and-a-bottle-of-wine voucher to eat at Wetherspoons (must break that habit again...) and watched half of A Scanner Darkly before sleepiness kicked in. Given I'd already watched all of Annie and the majority of Prince of Egypt (which was a somewhat interesting experience given Discovery's 'Egypt Weekend', which I missed most of, unfortunately) I think three films in one day was more than enough to be going on with. Oh, and I think I also watched Mr Bean's Holiday just because it was on, which actually wasn't too horrendous. But possibly only because I like Mr Bean, in that clinging-onto-the-last-vestiges-of-my-childhood kind of way.

Back to work tomorrow, which I'm partially glad about. Being off work gives me rather too much time to think about stuff and I'll be glad of the distraction. Once I finish this entry and my lunch I need to make fairy cakes (change of plan from original idea) for work, but that shouldn't take too long. I only hope I managed to get a bit more sleep tonight than I did last night: I was awake from about 5.00 to 6.45 for no other reason than my brain refused to STFU, but at least I managed to catch up on that between 8.30 and 10.30... strange dreams included.

I suppose I should sign this off...
teylaminh: (Google - Home)
I am still alive...

I haven't done an LJ entry in over a week, but mostly because I haven't done very much... Usually my 'not doing very much' equates to 'lurking about online', it's too damned cold to sit in the corridor on the computer... So, anyway, here's what I've been up to in my week/s off...

On Thursday I did my usual fare of nothing. The other reason I've not been spending too much time on the PC is because the monitor is too high (due to this one being a desktop rather than a tower) and it gives me a crick in my neck... and if I adjust the chair my legs won't fit under the keyboard tray. Inconvenient, but at least the bloody thing turns on...

I believe most of Friday was quite similar... Of the evening we went out with Paul's mate, Tor (who announced she was pregnant), because the going-out for Jen and Dave's pre-wedding get-together didn't happen due to illness... I don't think I could have coped with another night out after last week, though...

On Saturday it was [livejournal.com profile] falling_softly's birthday, which was actually mostly quite sedate... The only downside was the Drunken Twat at the table near us who was offended by our very presence, but thankfully he left after an hour or so. Mostly the clientelle of the Briar Rose is okay, but unfortunately the combination of cheap booze and (now, alas) television screens showing the rugby brings in a lower denomination of human life, like the aforesaid Drunken Twat.

Other than that it was a plesant evening. Denise and I watched the boys playing two silly drunken games ("Fizzbuzz" and "I Have Never", the latter of which I loathe and detest), which was possibly more amusing than actually playing. Paul got a little bit annoying on the way home but at least realised that and calmed down again. I think our *ahem* screaming row a few weeks ago helped to clear the air and made me perhaps a little more tolerant. As much as the rows themselves aren't particularly pleasant, they are useful for getting stuff out into the open...

Sunday was lazy...

On Monday I cleaned the kitchen cupboards and rearranged them a bit so we can find things... also made a bit more room in the process, but only just. The rest of the week has involved doing nothing whatsoever except watching my usual fare of Rubbish Daytime Television (This Morning right through to Jeremy Kyle... I know, I know...)

Oh, on Tuesday morning I traipsed up to Selly Oak Hospital to the Dermatology Department regarding the mole on my stomach. The doctor there recommended that I didn't get it removed because the scar that would be left would be more irritating and quite possibly bigger than the mole itself. Not what I wanted to hear... obviously I didn't bring up that I wanted to get a tattoo over it anyway, as he would probably have recommended not doing that, either. He also said that most GP surgeries are quite happy to remove moles themselves once they're happy that Dermatology have cleared them, but, well, my GP surgery doesn't have the facilities to do that, which is why I had the referral to the hospital in the first place. *SIGH*

It was incredibly frustrating and I spent the rest of the day feeling mildly annoyed, to the extent that I didn't bother going to choir. Just, the thought of having to go out again when I was already cold (I had the fire on from about 2.00pm...) and having to keep repeating stuff because it wasn't right... it didn't appeal. We have next week off for good behaviour for Easter, also... Instead, Paul and I went to the pub for tea (local Ember Inns), which was nice. I've been feeling a bit meh since Saturday, to be honest... Mostly I attribute this to the fact that Ali and I haven't been swimming for two weeks for a number of reasons and my endorphine levels are low, but there is also a Certain Issue I'm trying to work through which wasn't helped by Saturday.

Subsequently my productivity thus far this week has been to almost finish my rose embroidery. I should get that done today and then I can finally frame and hang the thing, then work on getting another one started... I find embroidery quite therapeutic, somehow...

(And last night I joined [livejournal.com profile] geneandalex, an Ashes to Ashes shipper community, and read lots of fanfic. The Inner Shipper requires feeding, and the Ugly Betty section on FFN has been a bit sparse lately...)

On today's to-do list is to go through the boxes in the attic, but BLOODY HELL, it's cold. Where's spring gone?
teylaminh: (Photo- rose)
I think I last updated on Thursday, so here we go...

Firstly, a belated HAPPY BIRTHDAY to [livejournal.com profile] thefleshfailure, as I completely forgot to text yesterday. Hope you had a good one.

Friday )

Saturday )

Sunday was the usual fare of EastEnders watching and very little else. We watched The Pursuit of Happyness in the evening (after Wife Swap, of course) and subsequently I dreamt that I was an intern at a stockbroker firm and the written exam was about The Mighty Boosh... bizarre, to say the least.

So, that's that. Back to normal for a while now. Three more full weeks of work and then my Easter leave, which I am muchly looking forward to... Having said that, there is still plenty to do in the interim...
teylaminh: (Photo - rainbow)
It's been a long but otherwise pleasant weekend...

On Friday morning I was running around madly trying to get washing up done and tidying up because a certain someone had left it all for me to do again, before I headed out to collect [livejournal.com profile] thefleshfailure from the station.

Once back at the flat we sat and watched some old episodes of Whose Line Is It Anyway? on Dave (formerly UKG2), which, if the adverts are any indication, is clearly a channel aimed at manly men with manly names, like 'Dave', even though it's obviously also still UKG2... most odd.

After that I cooked a chickeny bolognese-y thing with garlic bread, got changed, and we headed off to the Briar for drinks.

There was a remarkably good turn out: obviously, [livejournal.com profile] falling_softly and [livejournal.com profile] flatline2010 were both already there, along with [livejournal.com profile] yoshi and [livejournal.com profile] rubytitania. We comandeered the table next to ours and awaited the further arrival of some other people. Lisa and Vickie turned up (the latter with her parents, for some reason), along with Spongebob Squarepants in balloon form, who proceeded to overlook the proceedings for the rest of the evening.

[livejournal.com profile] joetimewaster and [livejournal.com profile] miss_scooter appeared shortly afterwards, and then [livejournal.com profile] last_dance, [livejournal.com profile] metalmikey666 and my mum and David.

It was the usual really... I stayed in the quiet / tired corner for most of the night and had various conversations, but let everyone else get on with it, really. I probably should have talked to people a bit more, but as the pub was so bloody loud it was difficult... Derek somehow translated "Family Guy" into "nice breasts" at one point. Still not sure how...

I had four Kopparberg ciders (two summer fruits and two pear) and then one J2O as the headache started to kick in, and that was more than enough. Luckily, they'd run out of Weston's Perry, as usually one of those is enough to make me fall over. it was nice to see people, anyway.

There were a couple of strange moments towards the end of the evening: Lloyd, having lost an argument with Eni, decided to pick a fight with Derek over nothing in particular (at least as far as I could figure out, as I only caught the aftermath), following which he flounced off to have a cigarette. Just before we left (only five of us remaining - me, Eni, Paul, Lloyd and Derek) Paul decided he was going top ick a fight with me over nothing, after whining about wanting to go home, and now I can't remember what he was moaning about. And then some random pissed girl decided she was going to steal Spongebob and wouldn't give him back until her more sober friends talked her around.

Alcohol is bad, mmkay?

So, yes, that was that. I now have £20-worth of vounchers to spend in Virgin and HMV, plus the other £10 voucher that Centro sent me because apparently I've been with them six months. Even though I've been with them for about fifteen months. Strange.

On Saturday we mostly... watched television, played on DS Lites (me and Eni) and slept (Paul), as well as making a start on Bob and Rose, as Eni had never seen it. I cooked a very nice dinner, if I say so myself, although there was rather an excess of meat. A quiet, non-active day, at the very least, with a brief jaunt to the shops for veg and nothing much else...

Sunday was similar, with episode three of Bob and Rose and then taking Eni back to the station. Paul wheedled me into doing the washing up again (he now has to do the next four batches in a row) and then I dragged him down to the chippy for dinner.

He is off sick today with a cold / sore throat concoction, as he's had all weekend, but other than that it's back to reality. As ever when I go on leave the work has piled up significantly, so at least there's plenty to do, and plenty of people in today.

185m of swimming tonight. At least this week I actually feel up to it.
teylaminh: (Buffy - sanity)
75% of my friends-list is concerned with Harry Potter - reading Harry Potter, waiting to read Harry Potter, reviewing Harry Potter, spoiling the new Harry Potter under cuts, or just not giving a shit about Harry Potter.  (The other 25%, thankfully, is relatively sane.)  Being an entire book behind the rest of the universe is incredibly fortuitous at times like this... I'm suddenly very glad I didn't get caught up in it like everyone else. Given my natural tendency towards obsession, I deliberately avoided Harry Potter like the plague until such time as I could safely say I Would Not Get Obsessed.  Mission accomplished.  I enjoy the books and films, I admire J K Rowling's down-to-earth attitude as a writer, but I'm not about to start writing fanfic.  A healthy place to be, I feel.

I have nothing else to report, really.

I met up with Vickie today for lunch, which was nice.  We reminisced and caught up and nattered on the steps by the library, watching news about flooding all over Britain, and then I went back to work and left early to go swimming.

Other than that I'm doing very little.  Watched Perfume on Sunday afternoon, which was incredibly odd but otherwise good.  I seem to be spending the majority of my weekends suffering from a headache, which is getting more than a little annoying.  I'm getting through far too much paracetemol.  I have two different icons to make at some point, and I need to take another photo of my new hair, as none of the MMS messages got through to either of my inboxes, for some reason.

Over and out.
teylaminh: (Random - mask tattoo)
Under the cut.  Today was HELLISHLY boring.

Entry )

I left at 4.45 in the end, as there was no work forthcoming.  Marie emailed around all the fee earners to ask if they had anything the WPOs could do, which prompted Bernie to ask me what sort of things she meant, to which I replied, "Er... photocopying?"

I have a rather nice pasta creation for my instant tea (Paul is out with old friends so I don't have to cook actual food) containing lamb in ragu sauce with broccoli and shell pasta. I could very easily create this one myself, since we bought an instant pasta sauce (and more importantly, some tomato puree) on Saturday, and always have broccoli lying around.  Also, the huge (as in, three times the size of my head) bag of pasta I bought when we moved in is still going strong... that's a lot of pasta.

Swimming later, woo.  And then one more day of work before the long weekend... :)

In adding lots of random people-I-actually-know to my FaceBook profile thinger, I am quite amused by the 'connections' they ask you to make to the person.  'We went to school together' somehow doesn't seem adequate enough to cover 'and spoke on MSN for years', just as 'Met through a friend' doesn't quite cover 'squeed at various people in Blackpool"...  In any case, I blame Crystal for adding me in the first place. :)

Anyway.  I must finish my tea and finish packing for swimming and sort my bag out and make lunch for tomorrow, and not spend the next hour and three-quarters online.  No.  That would be bad.

Guess who?

Apr. 15th, 2006 10:05 pm
teylaminh: (JC - cockroach OTP - J/M)
Whilst a-walking in the rain...

teylaminh: (Random - Oblivion wheels)
Okay, firstly, BCC's internet access is a pain in the frelling eema. It refuses to load most of LJ's pages for no apparent reason, even though they work perfectly fine later in the day.

Anyway.

MGM
Met [livejournal.com profile] yoshithedragon outside Symphonic Hall at about 6.45, and we headed off to the Flapper to meet other Brethrens. [livejournal.com profile] shabe had been there since about 4.00 so was fairly drunk. Also in attendance at that point were [livejournal.com profile] marz109, [livejournal.com profile] joetimewaster, [livejournal.com profile] miss_scooter, [livejournal.com profile] metalmikey666, Shy, Marie, Brethren Tom, [livejournal.com profile] 87wt3gxq7, Helenix and Skunky, though the latter two were only there briefly.

Some pool was played, some conversations about corsets and hats were had, and then An Unfortunate Thing happened.

I went to the loo. I came back, and Paul handed me some money and told me to go to the bar. I had a conversation at the bar while I was waiting with Tom about milliners/hatters/Alice in Wonderland (they stopped being hatters because they got in trouble for putting mice in teapots, apparently...) and then had Paul take the money off me again and tell me not to bother.

Apparently, one of the barmen (Flapper regulars - the older guy with the white hair) decided he was underage and asked him for ID. He's twenty-frelling-seven, and even clean shaven there's no way he looks under 21. Aside from the fact that the Flapper's renowned for serving 16-year-olds with no questions. So he got told to leave. Or, as he put it, "I've just been thrown out by an old twat."

Anyway, after he'd started swearing at the barman, he stormed off, shouted a bit at me and got shouted at in return, apologised, and was then joined by the rest of the Brethren as we left the FLapper and went to Scruffy Duffy's instead. In doing so, we halved the clientelle of the Flapper (it was surprisingly empty - presumably they were having an over-21 night or something, and that may have scared off the teeny emos) and probably lost them about £350 behind the bar, not to mention the pool table.

Scuffy Duffy's was also quite deserted, which is the one good thing about Broad Street - it's empty until after 10.00pm. So we managed to get a decent couple of tables with couches. The doorman made us take our hats off and apparently everyone held their breath in case Paul kicked off again. :D

We spent the rest of the night in there and everyone got quite friendly. I had lots of compliments on my hair (it looked really cool with my turquoise trilby) and my fake corset, which I didn't realise was even that effective, but there we go.

The Flapper is now on the MGM blacklist. Which is rather a shame, because I like the Flapper, and at least it provides an alternative to the bloody Hill.

Got a taxi at the end of the night to Jenny's, and so began the catsitting.

Weekend

I have spent the majority of the weekend sneezing. Jenny's cats are lovely, but the lack of antihistamines meant that my allergy kicked in with a vengeance. Aside from that, it was a nice weekend.

On Saturday, I cooked an entire roast dinner from scratch, with actual real food. Roast potatoes and everything! We had pork chops with roast potatoes, herby mash, brocolli and cauliflower (separately and mashed) and graaavy. it was very nice, if I say so myself, and I was especially proud of the roast potatoes... :D

The timing was a bit off, but other than that it was fine...

Other than that we didn't do very much. Watched TV (and 50 First Dates) and played with the cats, and went to Sainsbury's to buy dinner...

On Sunday Jenny gave us a lift back to Paul's and then we went back to mine for another roast dinner with more pork, which was even nicer. :)

This week's going to be a bit hectic... I have to make cakes on Wednesday and going out Thursday for Liz H's leaving do. I hope they don't expect us to do any work on Friday...
teylaminh: (Buffy - The Four)
I rejigged my friends filters a bit because they were getting too confusing.

So, the 'public' ones (i.e. ones that aren't just for my own benefit) are as follows under the cut. If you want to be included/taken off any of them, leave a comment and I'll consider it.

Filters )

If you're not on a list, it's not because I don't like you. ;) It's just because I don't know you as well as someone else and don't want to subject you to my personal/fandom/unconscious ramblings.

I also have a filter with all the Inliners on it in case of, like, announcements or something. Ones that nobody outside of Inline would be interested in, at least.

That is all.

Brr...

Jan. 25th, 2006 08:57 am
teylaminh: (Random - Trees)
(Another one for [livejournal.com profile] currahee. :P)

It's a bit nippy out there (and in here), isn't it? But luckily enough, I got a lift in today... :)

We're having a team lunch later - literally; Tina H is coming and letting us take it as a half-hour break rather than the two hours it'll actually be.

I'm a bit bored at work at the moment. The sum total of my workload yesterday included - literally - shredding. And then practicing my typing accuracy by doing some overtyping. Because yes, I was that bored. The good thing was I got to spend the majority of the day downstairs in the admin office, and they're all completely mad. The atmosphere's a lot more relaxed down there, and there was hardly any of them in so it was fairly quiet.

This morning I have a set of invite letters to do, which'll take me all of fifteen minutes... maybe half an hour if I type slowly. Luckily, Natasha is in today so I might get some typing later, hopefully. If not - back to the overtyping, I guess. At least it looks vaguely like I'm doing work... This is the other reason I'm half-tempted to offer to work both here and SHAO on a 2.5-day-each-way basis, if only to let the work accumulate here (the main reason being to get away from Sandra for a couple of days)... but honestly, I'm not getting paid enough. :P

There may be a list coming soon of all the things I intensely dislike about that woman coming soon, so be warned...

Ho hum. Booooored. Cooooold. Soooooup.

(PS: Anyone know why Naomi's journal was suspended [[livejournal.com profile] last_dance]? I thought she'd just deleted it but the blurb on the journal says it's been suspended. On a similar note, does anyone know if I've done something to offend her in any way? She didn't even let me know she was back in Birmingham a few weeks ago... but I suppose I shouldn't really be surprised. Nobody ever tells me anything.)

Oy. I'll find something to do...
teylaminh: (Random - Trees)
Dear Yuletide,

frell you, and the elf-drawn sleigh you rode in on.

Regards,

me.




On the plus side, our tree's finally up, and the living room decorations have transformed, in one fell, tinselly swoop, from being tasteful winter wonderland to camp as... well, Christmas.  Also, my bedframe is now adorned with lilac translucent beads, but I may just leave those up anyway.

Meh, I have to make some CDs, but I don't have the energy. Might do those tomorrow after the cake's done, and wow, I'm so not in the mood for baking.  But I did manage to find the portable speakers for the CD player... I am still lacking the CD player itself, but I'm pretty sure that's around somewhere in here.

Some photos of the tree possibly coming later, if I can be bothered.

For future reference, I shall most likely be spending Christmas Eve wallowing in exhaustion and/or self-pity, unless anyone deigns to invite me out anywhere, then I might consider it.  December has been almost as bad as August on the emotional scale, so far (although, quite frankly, nothing compares to the awfulness of that...) and there's still half of it to go.  And it's only two weeks til Christmas, which has the potential to be enjoyable, bearable, or really bloody awful.  Quite frankly, I don't have the mental capacity to deal with all of the commercial crap at the moment, let alone the oceans of people everywhere... and wow, don't even get me started on the family stuff.  Seriously.  We're meant to be visiting my grandmother on Wednesday night and I'm absolutely dreading it...

If that wasn't enough, Aisha's rearranged a meal out for everyone (people I actually know this time...), including Gemma, which should be on the 23rd... so, yeah, that'll be fun, won't it?  And there's a Christmas MGM on the 16th that I'm pretty much 'obligated' to go to, despite the fact that the thought of being in a crowded, loud pub full of rowdy drunken people - whether they're friends or not - makes me want to buy a machete, just in case I need it...  I want to curl into a ball right now and sleep through until the spring.  If all the animals get to hibernate, why can't we?  It's not fair.

Oh, whatever.  I'll just shut the Hell up.
teylaminh: (MH - take my hand - D/Y)
Wow, I don't update for three days and my friends-list explodes. Again.

Anyway.

Friday was... er, I don't remember. The usual, I suppose. There was an amusing moment on Thursday when we went out for a working lunch to a pub in Cape Hill that used to be a Wetherspoons and has since been taken over... we walked in and all the old men in there stopped talking. It was like a Western.

Saturday I got up ridiculously early to go to Essex and dlliver a coat to [livejournal.com profile] thefleshfailure. This went surprisingly well, the only hiccup being the insanely long queues for tickets at Victoria, as half of the ticket machines weren't working. Ditto for the change machines by the 20p-charge toilets. They have everything covered, but only when everything's working... After that it was pretty easy to find Hainault, and the journey back was easy as well.

I had to give a random foreigner some directions to Russel Square, and I remembered that he had to change at Green Park, which I was quite impressed about, considering it's been nearly a year since I was there. :)

I love the Underground more the longer I use it. I know if I lived in London I'd be fed up of it within about a week, but still. I just love it. There's something very... mysterious about it, I suppose. Something magical, to think there's an entire city built on top of miles of tunnels. I don't know...

Anyway, we watched Sparky's Magic Piano (wherein we gave it a live action cast - including Danny de Vito and Meryl Streep - and compared it to Tubby. No children's film is safe...), Pokémon: The First Movie and Pokémon 2000 (OMG Jessie & James are teH cutest!) and The Birdcage, since I didn't get to see all of it back in February. I also met her two cats, one hamster, and her mother.

Gat back to Brum at about 10.50, exhausted. But it was a good day, nonetheless.

Sunday was spent doing very little; watched 'Stenders (it's getting good in time for Christmas!) and series one of Monkey Dust ("HULLO! I'M BRIAN BLESSED!!") before going back to mine and catching the end of the Royal Variety Performance...

These coming two weeks are going to be mad.

Tonight: check we have ingredients for a cake. Find personal CD player, Christmas CDs and portable speakers. Make Christmas card list. Get David's present off Amazon. (Latter two done whilst at work.)
Tuesday: make cake. Put everything ready so I don't forget it.
Wednesday: work picnic lunch (hence cake) and start writing Christmas cards.
Thursday: go into town post-appointment to finish shopping. Sorry, only family and anyone I can think of things for are getting presents this year; I don't have the money or energy...
Friday: Christmas MGM.
Saturday: death. Please?

And at some point we need to put our tree up at home since it's not up yet due to nobody ever being there at the same time.

I want to sleep until February.

As for today, both Amanda and Cynthia are off sick. Wonderful.
teylaminh: (Erik - blank)
I had a really good entry planned to go here.  No, really.  It was going to be fairly lengthy and involve bits of lyrics from various songs that appeared, in order, on my latest MP3-player tracklist.  But, as usual, as soon as I sat down to try and remember all the bits that were in my head, it filed itself neatly in the "I don't think so" part of my brain and refused to come out again.

So you'll have to make do with this rather pathetic effort instead.

I was meant to be going to the pub quiz at the Jug of Ale again tonight, but due to lack of organisation, bad weather, crankiness and general apathy, I really can't be bothered.  Lager is apparently preferable to my company, but right now, I can see why.

Fuck.

"I'm wrong and I'm sorry, baby..."

That's the only bit of lyric I can remember I was going to put here.

I'm going to bed.  No, wait, I'm going to phone Aisha and then I'm going to eat, and then I'm going to bed.

Edit: After phoning Aisha, I learn that the following people have been invited to our meal out on Saturday, apparently:

~ Crystal
~ Rachel
~ Salma
~ Gemma

She'll get back to me about actual attendance at some point.

Crystal I'm fine about. Rachel I'm somewhat dubious about as we did part on rather negative terms, from what I remember, and have changed ridiculously since being at school. Salma, if she can come, would be weird as Hell since I've not seen her since A-levels, but knowing Salma she's not likely to come. As for Gemma...

...holy shit. Just... shit. As if the latest bout of familial angst wasn't head-fucky enough, all of that has to be dragged up again. The last time I saw her she made it patently obvious she wanted nothing more to do with me, and it seems that Aisha's the only one she's stayed in contact with; she accidentally emailed me once with a mass forward and I emailed back to extend the olive branch and got no reply. As far as I'm concerned, that friendship ended a long time ago.

And I thought the nostalgia ended back in October. Oh, how wrong I was...

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