I'm out of season all year round

Sun, 18 Nov 2007 21:48:27 GMT

I just had some rhubarb crumble. Damn, it was good. Looked like somebody had regurgitated it back up though >.<

Top Gear had lots of cars this week, which was good, but they were all rubbish. Except maybe the Alfa Romeo. Bless James and his Italian Cliché Swear Box. Also, the giant motor home at the end was just fantastic. I mean, the taps in the bathroom had lights to show the temperature! I'd die happy in there ~~though I'd die happier in a Veyron.~~

I had a god awful sore throat all weekend which has only just buggered off, though I had a lovely day out on Saturday with my friends. But I drank too many smoothies and they gave me this really weird cough. It's odd, but I'm kind of looking forward to Monday. Actually, I definitely won't be saying that at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning.

Fri, 16 Nov 2007 20:56:15 GMT

What's that? No, of course I'm not watching Children in Need and enjoying it. And of course I didn't shriek loudly when John Barrowman came on. That's absurd.

Also, this picture makes me laugh far too much.

Sun, 11 Nov 2007 19:05:02 GMT

There was a spider right above the toilet all day and my flatmate's only just gotten in and moved it. Seriously, I was almost dead by the time she came it, I hadn't been since early this morning D: Spiders are just weird. Nothing should have that amount of legs. Nothing.

The weekend has been utterly boring. I totally forgot it was Remembrance Day until my sister mention it, so I had the 2 minute silence about 4 hours after everyone else. I've listened to the QotSA more than is perhaps healthy and I fell in love with these boots. Sadly, £90 is just a tad of out my price range.

tru fax

Sun, 28 Oct 2007 15:07:34 GMT

God love the person who did this on wikipedia.

Chase's attraction to Wilson has been featured early in the series when he asks him on a date, only to be rejected. In season two, Chase has a one-night stand with Wilson while he is high on speed.

Chase begins a "friends with benefits" relationship with Wilson in season 3. Chase's feelings for Wilson were made clear ("Fetal Position") through his reaction to the picture of him taken by a celebrity photographer patient and Wilson's remark on how he has never seen him glow like that when he sees the picture taken of him while he was gazing at Wilson's picture. However, when he informed her that he wanted to take their relationship forward, she ended it. Despite Wilson's refusal to reconcile, Chase asks him out every Tuesday anyway, Saying "It's tuesday..I like you"

Well, that brightened up my otherwise mind-numbingly dull sunday.

Sat, 27 Oct 2007 23:41:31 GMT

I'm so tired. This week has been so long and I was at work for absolutely ages today and there was some small child that just not stop crying on the tube. And my friend really needs to find something to talk about other than her boyfriend and the fact he doesn't say I love you every single time they talk. Nkjhd;sd. That about sums it up.

I need a cup of tea. And a nice book. And some effing sleep.

durrr

Fri, 19 Oct 2007 19:42:43 GMT

How did Have I Got News For You start again without me noticing?! I must walk around blind.

Lulled into a false sense of security

Thu, 18 Oct 2007 20:44:58 GMT

So, after work and everything tomorrow I'm going over the Swindon to meet up with some old friends which should be very fun indeed. But I'm still begging my flatmate to lend me her car because I really don't fancy going by train. She's convinced I'll crash it. Pfft. ~~Oh god, what if I do, please, don't let me crash.~~

Life's pottering along quite nicely atm. I'm feeling good and soicable, which is good for me, but terrible on my bank account. Oh lovely money, I shed a tear every time you leave. Still, I'm feeling a lot better about myself recently and I hope it lasts a little bit longer.

I'm off to make a cup of tea before all the mugs get smashed by drunk people stumbling in at 5 in the morning.
x

Yobbish behaviour, tsk

Sat, 13 Oct 2007 15:34:25 GMT

I meant to update ages ago, but life got in the way. The date last friday was absolutely fantastic. We stay in the restaurant for hours and chatted about all sorts of things and I've seen him quite a lot in the past week. To be honest, it all seems to bit too good to be true, but I'm definitely enjoying it while it lasts.

Nothing else exciting has been happening, accept that me and my flatmate were banned from either Tesco or Asda and we both can't remember which one it is. We got quite drunk and ended up in one of them. And in typical drunk fashion we broke things and knocked things over and I'm pretty sure one of us tried to steal something. Anyway, we were chucked out and all the rest of it. The thing is though, both are very near to where we live and they all look the same inside so we can't remember which one we're banned from. We're putting off shopping to the point where we had jam on ginger biscuits for breakfast because we really don't want to be arrested. Too much fuss. And besides, how naff is it to be arrested for breaking a ban by going in Asda?

i caught me a man

Thu, 04 Oct 2007 19:30:16 GMT

I'm going on a date on friday for the first time in what must be a year now with this guy I met at someone's birthday whose absolutely gorgeous quite frankly, and he's only 22, but he teaches geography and he has the most amazing hair and when I met up with him again today he wore the softest jumper ever and I'm going to stop now because I could go on forever about him, really. He's very sarcastic and he loves Dean Kootz, which is reason enough to go out with him. But I asked him on the date and I have no idea why. We were just talking and blergh the words came tumbling out. I just don't do dates, people get so awkward on them and then people have all these rules in their heads and if something doesn't go as expected it's a disaster blah, blah, blah. Much easier to just, y'know. So I'm a wee bit nervous, but I'm sure I'll be fine, even if I've picked my extra high heels to wear and I'll probably fall over but hey. Life goes on.

Hope everyone's well and happy and not losing their soul to a certain American show called Heroes. Because I'm not either. Not at all.

xx

I got told :(

Sun, 30 Sep 2007 19:43:17 GMT

You know how when you're younger and you're told not to lick your knife because it's not polite. And then you do it anyways because you're 5 and you're eating something yummy, so why shouldn't you? But one day, you're licking your knife and bam! you've cut your tongue and there's a nasty taste in your mouth, and ow ow ow ow! You cry for a bit, you parents have a 'I told you so' look on their faces and you never do it again.

Well, that never happened to me. For most of my life, when I wasn't in public and was with close friends, I'd lick my knife. Even if they were cake knifes or something, I'd do it. I'd just be a bit careful. What can I say, I don't like wasting food. But the point is, I got cocky. I thought my tongue was invincible .

I was wrong.

Which is why I'm sat here with a big cut right across my tongue, which stings like fuck, and a cackling flatmate who is Queen Sadist and reveling in my pain. I'll get her back. And that bloody knife. If it's indeed possibly to get a knife back.

Breakdown in communications, me thinks

Fri, 28 Sep 2007 22:22:18 GMT

My sister Anna scared the beejesus out of me today. She rang me up at work, sobbing, and this wonderful conversation ensued

Anna: A lady just came and told me mum's been taken to hospital, and then she sent me back to my maths class. Who tells someone that and sends them back to maths?! Oh God, what if something awful's happened? Oh my god...What if me and Fran have to live with dad and Clare?!
Me: Anna, just calm down. You sure she didn't say anything else? They would've contacted me if something had happened.
A: Why?
M: Because I'm her next of kin
A: What? That's not fair! Why aren't I her next of kin?
M: Because I'm the eldest
A: So? I live with her. I should be her next of kin
M: Anna, it's the law and yo - this really isn't the time to be having an argument! Just stay at school and I'll find out what's happening
A: Fine. But I should be next of kin
M: Goodbye

So, a short call later, I find out my mum's perfectly fine and it was my youngest sister taken to hospital because she cut her head open on a climbing frame. Typically klutz behaviour. The message to Anna was supposed to be mum'd be home very late because of being at the hospital. Obv someone along the line is having a hearing crisis or something. Moral of the story; don't make mountains out of molehills.

So glad it's friday. This week has just dragged on forever and I've had a terrible headache over the everyone's favourite British weather. Blah, I refuse to do anything this weekend. I'm going to vegetate on the sofa and have food brought to me. I deserve it. Maybe

x

ETA: I love Wikipedia

I wish we had some tea in the flat

Mon, 24 Sep 2007 19:26:43 GMT

Dad's party was quite fun in the end. I got very drunk, and apparently started trying to speak Gaelic, which was a total surprise to me because all I can remember is how to ask where the bread is. Maybe I'm a really clever drunk? The spare room where I stayed was taken over during the party by the kids and I woke up with Barbie clothes all over me. Fun, fun fun.
During the speech my dad's friend was making, he used all these adjectives to describe my dad and one of them was faithful, and guys you have no idea how close I was to saying 'I think my mum would have something to say about that'. I don't know what I would've done if I had said it, because I was sat right next to my step mum and she lives in total denial about what she did. The phrase, Crazy Bitch springs to mind.

I totally blame kohl_rimmed_eye for the fact I went and watched High School Musical 2 today which a bunch of children in a cafe today. I went there to meet my friend and ended up forcing her to watch it as well. I squeed a bit during the Ryan/Chad dance, and some little boy turned around and said, 'I know, they're my favourites too. I love Ryans hats' which made me fall in love with that kid.

I just got a nasty papercut under my nail. It stings :(

Of cats and birthday parties

Thu, 20 Sep 2007 17:45:33 GMT

So, tomorrow I'm going up to my dad's and step mum's for my dad's 50th birthday party, which should be in equal parts funny and horrible. On the one hand, most of my Scottish family will be there, who are just fantastic on so many levels. Very funny and very Scottish. On the other hand, it's a whole three days in close proximity with my step mum who I depise because she made my married father moved to England with her sexual wiles and who despises me because I pour a jug of water over her for the reasons above when I was 14. What can I say, she's an annoying person. Hopefully I'll make it out of there alive and not too hungover.

In better news, Me and Joely (that's my flatmate) are getting a kitten. She's black and white and unimaginably soft, and I fell in love the minute I saw her, because I'm a sap for cats. We're still trying to name her, and all our suggestions are a bit, well, crap. So I was wondering if anyone has any cool names for pets? I don't want anything to crazy, but I don't fancy calling her Fluffy either.

ETA: Joely's named the kitty Pandemonium, Panda for short, and is refusing to listen to reason. So I have a cat called Panda O.o

Je destest ma famille

Wed, 19 Sep 2007 16:37:26 GMT

I invited my sister Anna round today, because I'm a Good Person.

I also washed my hair today, because it smelled after going to the gym today.

For some reason I will never know, my sister decided to grab the hair dryer off me. I yelled, and she threw it back. I missed it, because I'm not used to having huge fecking hot objects lobbed in my direction. I dropped the hair dryer and NOW IT IS BROKEN AND MY HAIR IS ALL WET AND IT'S STARTING TO CURL AND I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER. I hope she chokes on her own spit and dies. Well, not really, ERUGH, she makes me wish she would sometimes. And she's the one crying. Like she has the right to cry. She's buying me a new hair dryer.

ETA: Yes, so I had a bit of a tantrum. On the internet. But it's all good now, we borrowed Liam From Downstairs' hair dryer and Anna promised to buy me a new one as a early christmas present.
It's things like this that remind me why I moved out two days after I turned 18.

Lazy, lazy days

Mon, 17 Sep 2007 20:42:47 GMT

There are such perks having a flatmate who works in a bakery. Like the fact she comes home with a huge cheesecake that didn't sell that day. And fuck me, it's good cheesecake.

I was a kidnapper today, as me and a few others dragged (quite literally) my friend Jeph after work to Hyde Park where where we had a fantastic pinic, which involded far too much Lucozade. There was this bloke near where we were sat who looked a lot like Jesus and was juggling with these light up balls. He had like 10 on the go, it was amazing. He started yelling at us when we cheered though, so he obviously enjoyed being an unappreciated genius.

All in all, today was a pretty good day. Even though it's starting to get all autumny. I can't wait till it's cold enough for scarves and things. I have a bit of a thing for scarves.

XD

Fri, 14 Sep 2007 14:57:46 GMT

I was coming home from work on the bus (woo for public transport) when I overheard the weirdest conversation from two boys in front of me

Boy 1: Hey, y'know your farts?
Boy 2: Uh, yeah.
B1: Well, you know when you do them in the water, like the sea or the bath or something, why do they smell worse?
B2: I, uh...I really couldn't tell you. I've never farted in water.
B1: What? For real?! Are you a man or what?
B2: No, well, it's just I never really -
B1: Dude, shut up, you're just weird.

I love how the second boy turned out to be the freak in all of this. Judging by their uniform, they came from this really fancy, upper class private school as well *sporfle*

'I've given all I can, and it's not enough'

Tue, 11 Sep 2007 21:09:31 GMT

I've had to cut my nails for uni because they're so long they cut through my gloves during practicals O.o I miss them so much. They were like my babies. Plus, i've no self defense mechanism anymore. Though my flatmate says this is a good thing.

Reading kohl_rimmed_eye's journal reminded me that I really, really need to top up my mobile or I'll be a bit fucked. Uni's much the same as it was last year, but we're doing much more active stuff now in preparation for going onto the wards in January/February. I set up an IV on an disembodied rubber arm yesterday which was awesome, but probably much more difficult on an actual person. Hopefully when I have to do it my hands won't shake too much and I won't collapse somebody's vein.

Went to see Run, Fat Boy, Run on saturday which was a bit predictable and cheesy but brilliant all the same. Dylan Moran is so fantastic, I think I made some sort of whimper/squeak when he came on, which made the man in front turn round and look at me very oddly.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to find some tea and ginger biscuits
x

ETA: No ginger biscuits, so I've had to make do with a peanut butter sandwich. Tea's good though.

'you're driving your mamas and papas insane'

Thu, 06 Sep 2007 19:11:15 GMT

Mmm, so first day back was uneventful. Loads of important people telling us how Very Important this year is and how we Mustn't Let Standards Slip, was is what we've been told every year we've been here so you'd think we'd have gotten it by now. Everybody was drinking very hot and very sweet tea though, which was a comforting sign.

I cannot get away from this Hey There Delilah song. Seriously, everywhere I go, people are either singing it or the radios are playing it. I switched on Virgin yesterday and it was on, so I changed it over and it was playing at the exact same place. For god's sake, man, you didn't even go out with her! Get over it.

ETA: I've just remembered, Pavarotti died! I only found out he was ill like a week ago and then I woke up this morning and my flatmate told me. Poor bloke, he was an amazing singer :(

My, my, you busted me, like a Robo Cop

Thu, 30 Aug 2007 19:35:20 GMT

Maybe one day I'll be able to keep a layout for more than a week.

Then again, maybe not.

I really should be doing something else right now

Thu, 30 Aug 2007 10:02:08 GMT

Sale at Threadless! I've just spent £20 on FrequenCity, Some Choices Are Just Out of Reach and She Doesn't Even Realize, which y'know, I probably shouldn't have but I lurve them so much. Threadless is awesome.

The weekend was lovely and nice. I managed to get out of a boring family meeting and watched Lord of the Rings with my friends making sexual innuendos out of everything. Good times.

'You came on your own, that's how you'll leave'

Wed, 22 Aug 2007 00:30:31 GMT

Well, my sleep problem seemed to of sorted its self out thanks to large doses of Jonathan Creek and the newest Of Montreal album. I'm rather glad I didn't have to go to the doctors, because as fun as it is, my doctor is a bit like a Nazi and she has this weird picture of a dog on her wall, so I never feel very comfortable there.

I realize today that I'm really, really missing QI. And HIGNFY. And Never mind the Buzzcocks. There's nothing really funny at the moment. Only Mock the Week. It does have Russell Howard and sometimes Ed Byrne, which makes up for the lack of everything else I suppose.

There's still a spider lurking in my room somewhere. Stupid thing has been here 3 days now. Silly animals. All twitchy and scurrying all over the place. I rather there been a larger amount of flies then spiders. Flies aren't as creepy.

The one where I play hostess

Wed, 15 Aug 2007 23:01:04 GMT

Aw, bugger it. I had this huge, fuck off entry all written out about whats been happening in my life and all the rest of it, and then I clicked off the window by accident. Why must you been so annoying, world?

I really can't be bothered now, but briefly, two of my cousins came over from Ireland for a bit (which I totally forgot about because I'm in my own world entirely) and we went - what felt like - absolutely EVERYWHERE in London. They weren't interested in the London Eye or anything like that, but we down them down to Camden Market and all the quirky places we liked. And bloody hell, they were so full of energy. I'm really not used to moving so much in one day. I think I should've been a sloth.

Anyway, we had a marvy time and were very drunk a lot. I think I had a very meaningful conversation with a bloke named Bean about the film Airplane!. We just saw them off a few hours ago which was all emotional, because y'know, I grew up with them and I miss Ireland and the people I knew there a lot sometimes. But tis all fine now.

Now, I'm off to bed because I'm completely wreaked. Night night.

I'm a lazy bugger

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 13:19:07 GMT

I should probably do something more productive with my day off than sit around looking at pretty House fanart. But really, it's hard dragging yourself away from Chase and Wilson looking vulnerable.

Mmmm, I just had the best hot chocolate ever. It was all creamy and frothy and yum.

'Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme a ride'

Sun, 29 Jul 2007 20:38:21 GMT

I only got back from Devon yesterday, after a car drive that seemed to go on forever, to find my old account all messed up by some twazzock. I've wanted a different name for ages anyway, but I've spend most of a day where I could've been sleeping refriending people, finding a layout, user pics etc. Still, all done now. And I have a shiny HP layout, so all's well that ends well.

I've just proved I am a master chief, as all we have in the house is potatoes. I've managed to make a rather brilliant meal out of them, so I'm feeling pretty chuffed with myself. While we were eating them, my flatmate mate said 'Potatoes for dinner. Christ, Becca, I think you turn me more and more Irish everyday.' She still won't drink Guinness though.

Bugger, my light bulbs just blown. Ta-ra.

ETA: Why do we not have any light bulbs at all in this flat?!

Hullo there

Sat, 28 Jul 2007 20:58:25 GMT

I'm the LJ user formerly known as timmsy. Alas, that account was hacked, but I needed a new lj account, so here I am.

Add away, I don't bite. Promise