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Just a quick one...
Aug. 4th, 2015 12:27 pmYes, LiveJournal, I know I'm viewing the old version of my friends page.
That's because the new one is fucking hideous.
That's because the new one is fucking hideous.
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...
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...
Nothing Much in Particular
Jan. 16th, 2009 12:28 pmI'm feeling better after my ranting session the other day, just haven't got much to update about.
I had a dream about Heath Ledger's Joker last night which is filtered as per usual...
I also appear to have lost 3lb. I'm crossing my fingers that it's not a random scales error or a fluke, but it could be because I lost my appetite a bit over Christmas. I think the horrendous over-eating at Disney was compensated for by the sheer amount of walking / shivering, and I've been quite sensible since coming back. We can only hope it's the start of a good thing.
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jackiesjottings tomorrow in Brum, followed by Paul's birthday drinkings at the Briar Rose. Just in case anyone missed it on Facebook, it starts at 4.00 but you can turn up whenever.
Nothing else to report.
I had a dream about Heath Ledger's Joker last night which is filtered as per usual...
I also appear to have lost 3lb. I'm crossing my fingers that it's not a random scales error or a fluke, but it could be because I lost my appetite a bit over Christmas. I think the horrendous over-eating at Disney was compensated for by the sheer amount of walking / shivering, and I've been quite sensible since coming back. We can only hope it's the start of a good thing.
I'm meeting
jackiesjottings tomorrow in Brum, followed by Paul's birthday drinkings at the Briar Rose. Just in case anyone missed it on Facebook, it starts at 4.00 but you can turn up whenever.Nothing else to report.
X-Factor result.
Dec. 13th, 2008 10:55 pmI have only one thing to say:
HA HA! I WIN!
(This will only make sense to Eni.)
A wholly and entirely suitable winner, thank you. :D
HA HA! I WIN!
(This will only make sense to Eni.)
A wholly and entirely suitable winner, thank you. :D
Firstly, I need to clarify something about my earlier post. According to Paul (who saw it happen and is therefore more objective), apparently the teenage boy this morning didn't deliberately hit me, he was running for the bus and fell off the raised blocks along the edge of the carpark which is next to the bus stop, thus hitting me in the process with his flailing arms. Still, though - an apology wouldn't have gone amiss?
I really came here to post this piece of randomness from earlier. After watching Buzzcocks and 30 seconds of I'm A Celebrity... and discussing reality TV, the following talent show idea came to maniacal fruition.
Here's the thing. Brian Blessed is quite possibly the greatest random celebrity wotsit since sliced bread, and when the inevitable happens in a few decades and the earth is no longer graced by Mr Blessed's presence, it will be a sad, sad loss indeed. It is therefore imperative that the world finds a replacement to take his place. The best way to find such a person? Well, a TALENT SHOW, of course.
It would be called "Hullo, I'm Brian Blessed!" (obviously), where hopeful candidates would audition in a manner not dissimilar to X-Factor in order to win the ultimate accolade of replacing (nay, becoming!) Brian Blessed should the unspeakable happen. It would be presented by the man himself.
I didn't decide who the judges would be because the image of Brian Blessed presenting anything is enough to send me into hysterics. (Have I Got News For You, anyone?)
I shall pitch this idea to Channel 4 immediately. :D
Any suggestions on who should judge it? I was thinking Stephen Fry and Graham Norton for a start, but that's just the fangirl talking...
I really came here to post this piece of randomness from earlier. After watching Buzzcocks and 30 seconds of I'm A Celebrity... and discussing reality TV, the following talent show idea came to maniacal fruition.
Here's the thing. Brian Blessed is quite possibly the greatest random celebrity wotsit since sliced bread, and when the inevitable happens in a few decades and the earth is no longer graced by Mr Blessed's presence, it will be a sad, sad loss indeed. It is therefore imperative that the world finds a replacement to take his place. The best way to find such a person? Well, a TALENT SHOW, of course.
It would be called "Hullo, I'm Brian Blessed!" (obviously), where hopeful candidates would audition in a manner not dissimilar to X-Factor in order to win the ultimate accolade of replacing (nay, becoming!) Brian Blessed should the unspeakable happen. It would be presented by the man himself.
I didn't decide who the judges would be because the image of Brian Blessed presenting anything is enough to send me into hysterics. (Have I Got News For You, anyone?)
I shall pitch this idea to Channel 4 immediately. :D
Any suggestions on who should judge it? I was thinking Stephen Fry and Graham Norton for a start, but that's just the fangirl talking...
You can now translate Facebook into Pirate English. AHAHAHA. Brilliant. :D
This is kind of odd...
Nov. 13th, 2008 06:36 pmJust before I left work today, I noticed this strange anomaly in Word, but for some reason it's only in my individual files folder on the shared drive, not any of the case files.
( Weird )
All of the files (except about one) in that folder are hidden files, and there's nothing untoward in the properties either.
WEIRD.
In other news, I came home to (a) a leaky binbag dripping fat inside my bin (yeuch) and (b) a surprise through the letter box in the form of Nightmare Revisited (from my mum), a version of the NBC soundtrack with the songs performed by different metal artists, as the Current Music testifies. It's very very strange indeed, but also interesting...
I also saw the perfect present for Paul's birthday but I'm going to look online for cheaper options because it was a rip-off in M&S. I was in there getting a curry for tea, before you ask. ;)
( Weird )
All of the files (except about one) in that folder are hidden files, and there's nothing untoward in the properties either.
WEIRD.
In other news, I came home to (a) a leaky binbag dripping fat inside my bin (yeuch) and (b) a surprise through the letter box in the form of Nightmare Revisited (from my mum), a version of the NBC soundtrack with the songs performed by different metal artists, as the Current Music testifies. It's very very strange indeed, but also interesting...
I also saw the perfect present for Paul's birthday but I'm going to look online for cheaper options because it was a rip-off in M&S. I was in there getting a curry for tea, before you ask. ;)
Journal re-tagging continues. On looking at the list, I have one thing to say:
"God GOD, that's a lot ofshake fandoms!" :P
Was just in Tesco because I figured I would fare better getting a pumpkin now instead of later. Considering there were three left, turns out that may well be true. Anyway, it reminded me of when I was in there the other day and the entry I was going to do on getting home...
Periodically, the Tesco Metro in town decide to reverse their escalators, presumably to save on belt wear or whatever. Anyway, this decidedly simple action is enough to make ordinarily intelligent (at least, one assumes) people into blathering idiots.
I understand that we get used to things being a certain way, and when that changes it is quite confusing. But that isn't any excuse for the common sense lapse which results in the following:
Pushing past other shoppers who are coming off an escalator which is going DOWN, only to then attempt to go UP on the same escalator because it was that way around the other week, and then look surprised when it's not any more. You'd think the people coming OFF THE ESCALATOR would be enough of a tip-off...
People are weird.
"God GOD, that's a lot of
Was just in Tesco because I figured I would fare better getting a pumpkin now instead of later. Considering there were three left, turns out that may well be true. Anyway, it reminded me of when I was in there the other day and the entry I was going to do on getting home...
Periodically, the Tesco Metro in town decide to reverse their escalators, presumably to save on belt wear or whatever. Anyway, this decidedly simple action is enough to make ordinarily intelligent (at least, one assumes) people into blathering idiots.
I understand that we get used to things being a certain way, and when that changes it is quite confusing. But that isn't any excuse for the common sense lapse which results in the following:
Pushing past other shoppers who are coming off an escalator which is going DOWN, only to then attempt to go UP on the same escalator because it was that way around the other week, and then look surprised when it's not any more. You'd think the people coming OFF THE ESCALATOR would be enough of a tip-off...
People are weird.
Odds and Ends
Oct. 9th, 2008 12:21 pmI forgot to mention the Rude Woman I encountered in Somerfield over the weekend. She was in front of me in the queue (whilst Paul was getting a lottery ticket at the cigarette counter) and had balanced her basket precariously on the end of the checkout.
She took a heavy item (which was counter-balancing the entire thing) out of one corner of the basket, as a result of which the rest of it started to succumb to gravity. So, being a helpful sort, I reached out to stop it from falling off the checkout and smashing her box of eggs.
Did I receive a 'thank you' for this noble gesture?
Of course I didn't. Merely a silent scowl and her grabbing the basket to put it more firmly on the checkout. How DARE I touch her precious shopping, lest I befoul it with my strange hands!
She was quite well-dressed and buying organic veg, not even remotely chavvy or anything like that, and I would say she was in her 30s (though I'm not good at age-guessing). Absolutely no excuse except sheer bad manners. Snooty cow.
Next time I'll let her basket fall on the floor, eggs and all.
After that, she then proceeded to take bloody ages about packing her stuff, putting her purse away and getting out of the way, as long as it took for all of my stuff to be scanned, which meant I was then also holding up the line packing my shopping.
Can anyone think of a reasonable explanation as to why I've been HUNGRY for three days straight? Like, literally. An hour or so after eating, I'm just starving again. It's really very odd. And in direct comparison to last week, when I was barely hungry at all...
My body is weird.
I posted the fourth and final chapter of the PotC fic last night, having finally managed to end it. *points in a vague FFN-type direction* Now I must get back to that bloody UB fic before it disappears for good.
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She took a heavy item (which was counter-balancing the entire thing) out of one corner of the basket, as a result of which the rest of it started to succumb to gravity. So, being a helpful sort, I reached out to stop it from falling off the checkout and smashing her box of eggs.
Did I receive a 'thank you' for this noble gesture?
Of course I didn't. Merely a silent scowl and her grabbing the basket to put it more firmly on the checkout. How DARE I touch her precious shopping, lest I befoul it with my strange hands!
She was quite well-dressed and buying organic veg, not even remotely chavvy or anything like that, and I would say she was in her 30s (though I'm not good at age-guessing). Absolutely no excuse except sheer bad manners. Snooty cow.
Next time I'll let her basket fall on the floor, eggs and all.
After that, she then proceeded to take bloody ages about packing her stuff, putting her purse away and getting out of the way, as long as it took for all of my stuff to be scanned, which meant I was then also holding up the line packing my shopping.
Can anyone think of a reasonable explanation as to why I've been HUNGRY for three days straight? Like, literally. An hour or so after eating, I'm just starving again. It's really very odd. And in direct comparison to last week, when I was barely hungry at all...
My body is weird.
I posted the fourth and final chapter of the PotC fic last night, having finally managed to end it. *points in a vague FFN-type direction* Now I must get back to that bloody UB fic before it disappears for good.
Tonight I will compile memories to post on
phanwank...
In less superfluous news...
Oct. 1st, 2008 01:34 pm...Wispas are back. :D
Again.
At the very least, the newsagent on Corporation Street sells them.
Can they stick around this time, lovely Cadbury people? :) Fankooplz.
Again.
At the very least, the newsagent on Corporation Street sells them.
Can they stick around this time, lovely Cadbury people? :) Fankooplz.
Funny / freaky cat videos...
Sep. 18th, 2008 07:31 pmKiwi posted this one on Facebook. It literally had me in hysterics...
And this is a strange talking cat. A lot of the 'talking cat' videos on YouTube are just cats meowing in a vaguely 'conversational' fashion, but this is just plain weird...
The blurb from whoever posted it reads:
When my mum and I had Paws, there were a couple of occasions when he was heard to say "Mummy". He only did it twice that I can remember, and both times were on the way back from the vet or the kennels, whilst he was in the travel cage. I don't mean it was a meow that sounded like the word, it was the actual word.
And someone else heard it, too. We had someone else pick him up once and afterwards, she said... "Er... this will sound crazy, but... does he usually talk?"
Paws would only say "Mummy" if he was frightened, presumably because he'd heard me saying it as a kid when I needed something.
He also used to say "no", but I think most cats manage that one. :)
Apparently one of our other cats learnt to impersonate the magpies, too. Cats are weird, but fun. :)
And this is a strange talking cat. A lot of the 'talking cat' videos on YouTube are just cats meowing in a vaguely 'conversational' fashion, but this is just plain weird...
The blurb from whoever posted it reads:
My cat can say hello, she only does it when shes looking for you though once you call her or she sees you she'll stop so I had to set the camera up and leave it for awhile until she did it.
She does this at least 10 times a day shes does it in the morning when she wants us to get up, in the night when shes bored and wants us to get up and when shes finished eating and want to know what room were in (which is what shes doing in this video hence the lip licking, shes cleaning them).
Its nothing to do with hairballs as she never coughs up a hairball after doing it
Its not because shes in heat she was spayed around 14 years ago, shes 16.
Heres what I think its sounds like shes saying:
"Hello, Hello, Hello, I Know Hello, Hello Hello Hello. Hello. I'm Alone, I'm on my own, I'm Alone, I know hello."
When my mum and I had Paws, there were a couple of occasions when he was heard to say "Mummy". He only did it twice that I can remember, and both times were on the way back from the vet or the kennels, whilst he was in the travel cage. I don't mean it was a meow that sounded like the word, it was the actual word.
And someone else heard it, too. We had someone else pick him up once and afterwards, she said... "Er... this will sound crazy, but... does he usually talk?"
Paws would only say "Mummy" if he was frightened, presumably because he'd heard me saying it as a kid when I needed something.
He also used to say "no", but I think most cats manage that one. :)
Apparently one of our other cats learnt to impersonate the magpies, too. Cats are weird, but fun. :)
Monday, Monday...
Aug. 18th, 2008 10:57 amIt occurs to me that I've managed to watch a quite insane amount of films this month. Mamma Mia, Dark Knight and X-Files at the cinema with various different people, and countless others at home, including: Brazil, The Mummy and The Mummy Returns one week after each other, Atonement, Pirates 2 and 3 (in the same day), some of Chaplin and Bowling for Columbine, although that's technically not a film... I'm sure there are a few more that I'm forgetting.
Pirates fic is up to 3K words at last count, though I added some yesterday...
( This is boring. )
This is a very rambling entry, from which you should be able to tell that there is nothing to do at work today. *rolls eyes* The lack of children on the buses is much appreciated, but other than that, the summer holidays are a pain in the bum. The children are all over town instead, and the people with children are off work and unable to give the WPOs any work. :P
Oh, andmiss_scooter should know that the gum stuff in the tin seems to work on my hair, to a degree, but when I get it trimmed I'll get him to take more off the top because it's just too heavy... I think my hair officially repels everything I throw at it barring straighteners...
I'm going to sign this off now before I ramble any further...
Pirates fic is up to 3K words at last count, though I added some yesterday...
( This is boring. )
This is a very rambling entry, from which you should be able to tell that there is nothing to do at work today. *rolls eyes* The lack of children on the buses is much appreciated, but other than that, the summer holidays are a pain in the bum. The children are all over town instead, and the people with children are off work and unable to give the WPOs any work. :P
Oh, and
miss_scooter should know that the gum stuff in the tin seems to work on my hair, to a degree, but when I get it trimmed I'll get him to take more off the top because it's just too heavy... I think my hair officially repels everything I throw at it barring straighteners...I'm going to sign this off now before I ramble any further...
Well, that was disappointing.
Aug. 17th, 2008 12:49 pmI just sat down to watch La Vie En Rose on Sky Premier, only to discover they seem to have messed up the subtitles, with every line in about 20 actually showing up. I don't think it's intentional (if so, WHY?) but yeah, my French ain't that good. :P Judging by what I just read briefly on IMDB, it seems like the plot jumps around all over the place to different bits of Piaf's life, so it wouldn't even be that easy to follow even if I could figure out what was going on in each scene. As it stands, the lines which have been subtitled correctly look like some kind of plot skeleton around which you must fill in the gaps. Make your own plot!
X-Factor it shall be, then. If I can't have culture, I'll watch some freaks trying to sing. :P
On the other hand, I managed to watch Atonement last night, which was bloody brilliant. Must get a hold of the book, now.
Also, 3K words on Pirates-fic and counting. :)
X-Factor it shall be, then. If I can't have culture, I'll watch some freaks trying to sing. :P
On the other hand, I managed to watch Atonement last night, which was bloody brilliant. Must get a hold of the book, now.
Also, 3K words on Pirates-fic and counting. :)
I has a haircut...
Aug. 5th, 2008 11:23 amMy hair = FAIL.
My hair thinks: "Gravity FTW!"
My hair says: "Products: DO NOT WANT."
Styling? "YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG."
STUPID HAIR IS STUPID.
You get the idea.
I've tried product after product after product all to no avail. Supercuts-Derek used wax AND hairspray to attempt to hold the style, and it had succumbed to gravity within five minutes. I've tried "wonder wax" (which made it feel disgusting) and Bed Head texturising paste (which added texture but no structure) and out-of-bed fibre putty (did nothing) and this morning even L'Oreal 'indestructible' gel. Which my hair, of course, destructed.
The gel has worked best of everything, but apparently I need a whole tube to get it to work, if this morning is anything to go by.
But of course, as soon as I sleep on it a little weird, it gets a kink in it the size of the frelling Eiffel Tower which no amount of water, gel, wax or flattening will tame. The hair, it doth mock me.
Someone needs to invent permanent hair thinning. NOW.
The only thing which works is hair straighteners, which doesn't do me much good when it's this short other than to sort my fringe out. Apparently even my uber-barnet of hairy dooooom cannot repel 200-degree ceramic. Take THAT, you evil mass of dead skin cells! Ha!
Srsly. This is getting a little boring now. I mean, what else can I do, short of hanging upside down until the product sets?
*sulks*
My hair thinks: "Gravity FTW!"
My hair says: "Products: DO NOT WANT."
Styling? "YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG."
STUPID HAIR IS STUPID.
You get the idea.
I've tried product after product after product all to no avail. Supercuts-Derek used wax AND hairspray to attempt to hold the style, and it had succumbed to gravity within five minutes. I've tried "wonder wax" (which made it feel disgusting) and Bed Head texturising paste (which added texture but no structure) and out-of-bed fibre putty (did nothing) and this morning even L'Oreal 'indestructible' gel. Which my hair, of course, destructed.
The gel has worked best of everything, but apparently I need a whole tube to get it to work, if this morning is anything to go by.
But of course, as soon as I sleep on it a little weird, it gets a kink in it the size of the frelling Eiffel Tower which no amount of water, gel, wax or flattening will tame. The hair, it doth mock me.
Someone needs to invent permanent hair thinning. NOW.
The only thing which works is hair straighteners, which doesn't do me much good when it's this short other than to sort my fringe out. Apparently even my uber-barnet of hairy dooooom cannot repel 200-degree ceramic. Take THAT, you evil mass of dead skin cells! Ha!
Srsly. This is getting a little boring now. I mean, what else can I do, short of hanging upside down until the product sets?
*sulks*
Oh my God. OH MY GOD.
The HUMIDITY!
*dies*
That is all.
(I made the horrible error of mopping the kitchen floor a few minutes ago and right now am meant to be doing prep-work on my Greek-style pie because it takes so bloody long to cook, but am taking a breather from the OHGODSOHOT. Alas, the mopping was an essential chore because Paul spilt an entire glass of wine on the floor last night. To be fair, it was an accident. We bought a bag of Maris Piper potatoes and 90% of them had gone completely rotten and spongy and LEAKED everywhere, so he touched one and - understandably - recoiled in horror, sending the glass flying... But still. GAH. SO BLOODY HOT.)
ETA: YAY THUNDER! (It's about time...)
The HUMIDITY!
*dies*
That is all.
(I made the horrible error of mopping the kitchen floor a few minutes ago and right now am meant to be doing prep-work on my Greek-style pie because it takes so bloody long to cook, but am taking a breather from the OHGODSOHOT. Alas, the mopping was an essential chore because Paul spilt an entire glass of wine on the floor last night. To be fair, it was an accident. We bought a bag of Maris Piper potatoes and 90% of them had gone completely rotten and spongy and LEAKED everywhere, so he touched one and - understandably - recoiled in horror, sending the glass flying... But still. GAH. SO BLOODY HOT.)
ETA: YAY THUNDER! (It's about time...)
Just a quick one.
Jul. 16th, 2008 09:02 pmihasacortina may well be the greatest LJ community in the history of LJ communities.That is all.
Edit: Although I am massively disappointed by the lack of Boosh!macros. :)
Things You Find on Google
Jun. 13th, 2008 12:51 pmI got a little bored and googled "T'eyla Minh" (my online presence is quite terrifying) and found this: my first Ugly Betty fic being recc'ed! (First entry in the post. Not sure it's technically a rec, but it's quite exciting.)
W00tah!
It still doesn't beat doing an image search on "jeremy finch" and having a picture of me and him come up. Amusing.
W00tah!
It still doesn't beat doing an image search on "jeremy finch" and having a picture of me and him come up. Amusing.
Old Ships Die Hard...
May. 15th, 2008 10:42 amSo, 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...
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...
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. ;)
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. ;)
