Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Just to let you know that I am still here but lacking in time! I will write more when I'm able :)


Monday, March 29, 2004

Come and become a VAMPIRE!
Complaint time...

I work with one particular person here who is one of the night carers. Ever since I've been on waking nights, we've always sat and watched a couple of films to pass the time. Every time we watch a film in the lounge, she falls asleep. Every time! And the other carer always seems to pretend that they don't know she is asleep, and coughs or makes a noise to wake her up. In fact, she's asleep as I write this!

When she does wake up, she'll most likely say "That film was really weird. Couldn't follow it at all."

It wouldn't be so bad, but I hate the sound of snoring - it's one of those noises that really grates on my nerves. And guess what? She snores!! I'm really tempted to go and set off one of the call bells just so she has to wake up and do something. It's not like I want to be awake or anything, so why should she be?!!

OK. Complaint over :)
I'm trying to get rid of the gap between "My favourite links" and the actual links, but I'm not sure what to remove int he HTML code. Anyone got any ideas? Started fiddling with the template, and I want it to look nice! :)
I was looking after a client the other day, and he has a pet rat. He shouldn't actually have this rat, and now he's being evicted from his flat his rat is going to be fostered... but that's a whole different blog.

Anyway, I held this rat the other day, and it was lovely. Cos I don't mind rats, you see. Well, the domestic kind, not the rabid kind! So, when I went in recently, I said "Hello" to the rat, and went to stroke him when he bit the end of my finger! It hurt so much, it was unreal. Has stopped hurting today, but I have 2 razor like cuts in my finger...

And the rats name was...?


Sunday, March 28, 2004

For all you 60s, 70s and 80s kids out there, I was sent this a while back, and it made me chuckle. Hope it does the same for you! Quick note though, it's British based, but will probably raise a smile all the same :)

According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 60's, 70's and early 80's probably shouldn't have survived, because our baby cots were covered with brightly coloured lead-based paint which was promptly chewed and licked. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, or latches on doors or cabinets and it was fine to play with pans. When we rode our bikes, we wore no helmets, just flip flops and fluorescent 'spokey dokey's'on our wheels. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or airbags - riding in the passenger seat was a treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle and it tasted the same.

We ate chips, bread and butter pudding and drank fizzy pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.

We shared one drink with four friends, from one bottle or can and no-one actually died from this.

We would spend hours building go-carts out of scraps and then went top speed down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into stinging nettles a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We would leave home in the morning and could play all day, as long as we were back before it got dark. No one was able to reach us and no one minded.

We did not have Play stations or X-Boxes, no video games at all. No 99 channels on TV, no videotape movies, no surround sound, no mobile phones, no personal computers, and no Internet chat rooms. We had friends we went outside and found them.

We played elastics and street rounders, and sometimes that ball really hurt.

We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones but there were no law suits.

We had full on fist fights but no prosecution followed from other parents.

We played knock-and-run and were actually afraid of the owners catching us.

We walked to friend's homes.

We also, believe it or not, WALKED to school; we didn't rely on mummy or daddy to drive us to school, which was just round the corner.

We made up games with sticks and tennis balls.

We rode bikes in packs of 7 and wore our coats by only the hood.

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law unheard of. They actually sided with the law.

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

And you're one of them. Congratulations!

Pass this on to others who have had the luck to grow as real kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, for our own good.

For those of you who aren't old enough thought you might like to read about us.

This my friends, is surprisingly frightening......and it might put a smile on your face: The majority of students in universities today were born in 1985........They are called youth.

They have never heard of We are the World, We are the children, and the Uptown Girl they know is by Westlife not Billy Joel.

They have never heard of Rick Astley, Bananarama, Nena or Belinda Carlisle.

For them, there has always been only one Germany and one Vietnam.

AIDS has existed since they were born.

CD's have existed since they were born.

Michael Jackson has always been white.

To them John Travolta has always been round in shape and they can't imagine how this fat guy could be a god of dance.

They believe that Charlie's Angels and Mission Impossible are Films from last year.

They can never imagine life before computers.

They'll never have pretended to be the A Team, RedHand Gang or the Famous Five.

They can't believe a black and white television ever existed and don't even know how to switch on a TV without a remote control.

And they will never understand how we could leave the house without a mobile phone.

Now let's check if we're getting old...
1. You understand what was written above and you smile.
2. You need to sleep more, usually until the afternoon, after a night out.
3. Your friends are getting married/already married.
4. You are always surprised to see small children playing comfortably with computers.
5. When you see teenagers with mobile phones, you shake your head.
6. You meet your friends from time to time, talking about the good old days, repeating again all the fun you have experienced together.
7. Having read this mail, you are thinking of forwarding it to some other friends because you think they will like it too...
Yes, you're getting older!!
2 things before I forget:

1) I'm working with a woman tonight who said that there seem to be a lot of "gays" around at the moment... she then went on the say "It must be a trend or something"!!! Also asked the question: "Why do you think Will Young is gay?" I had to get her to repeat the question twice because I thought I had misheard...

2) On a lighter note to end this night of blogging: If I want to hear the pitter patter of tiny feet I'll put shoes on my cat!

Thanks for reading and I'll catch you next time x

Saturday, March 27, 2004

Just thought I'd write a little today. Strangley, this isn't reflective of my current mood... but of a mood I fall into occasionally. No idea for a title, as I haven't really thought about it! Any ideas would be welcomed :)

happy sad happy sad
which am i today?
maybe i'll wallow a while
in my sadness
before i have to join the rest of the world
in the fight to
not today
Right, I'll stop posting silly things now! I'm at work, but it's pretty quiet so far. The great thing is that the clocks go forward tonight, so I'll have one LESS hour to work! Yey! And I'm salaried so I won't lose out on pay. :)

I tried to sleep before I came to work, but had no luck at all. Hoping that I won't doze off while I'm here! Looking forward to my bed :)

Silly rabbit... I love that so much! Thanks to London for this :)

I've got an old diary at home (calender style) which I wrote a poem in whilst on the train one time. I'll have to dig it out cos I'd like to share it with you all. Look out for it if I can remember to look for it! lol
I will have to direct you all to The Spark website. I forgot how funny it is, and when I used to read the articles and the "experiments" I would actually cry with laughter! BTW it's a bit odd and rude, but you'll get used to it! lol
Again, and interesting one! I thank Doc the Weasel for these :)

What kith are you? Find out here.

Ok, this is odd, but kinda fun!

What Is Your Battle Cry?

Zang! Who is that, skulking through the fields! It is Helen, hands clutching a sharpened screwdriver! She bellows homicidally:

"I'm going to punch you so utterly, you'll reincarnate as an X-file!!!"

Find out!
Enter username:
Are you a girl, or a guy ?

created by beatings : powered by monkeys

Friday, March 26, 2004

Very excitingly I have just eaten cold onion quiche and spaghetti hoops. Yes, you guessed it... I'm at work! That is quality residential home food for you. Although, it wasn't all that bad really, I'm just bitchin'!

Very bored now. Have commented on some of your blogs my dears... please race back to do the same! Can't think of anything else at the mo, but I will pop back if I do :)

Thursday, March 25, 2004

OK. Here I am! Sorry for not checking back, but the simple truth is.... I'm lazy. Nothing much has really happened, so there's not much to talk about! My boss left me a message saying he wanted to talk to me and "bounce stuff off me". Does that sound rude to you? It sounded distinctly odd to me! I met up with him today, and what he meant was that he wanted me to do lots of stuff... Ah well! We bitched about the state of the paperwork together, so that was nice :)

I'm still trying to eat my dinner, which is luckily a salad so it can't get much colder... keep getting interrupted!

Having staff bitch at me about other agency staff, which is fun. Can't do much about it!

Still haven't met up with D&S, but will hopefully do so soon. Finton has handed his notice in, so he won't be working with D anymore, anyway!! Such is life...

Comments are good. Yes, comments are nice...


Sunday, March 14, 2004

Have now added the comments button, so please do drop me a line!
I have a dilemna. I have 2 friends who are married. The male (D) has had a one night stand, and the female (S) doesn't have a clue. Me and Finton (my fiance) know about it, but what do I say? How do I act? S would be so hurt if she found out, and she doesn't deserve that. I know he's done it before as well, so this really compounds the issue. How can he be so nice to her, then go off behind her back to screw some bit of skirt that means nothing?? I don't understand how people can work sometimes.

When I met Finton I was with someone else. I was with him for a total of 2 weeks, and towards the end of that time I realised that I wanted to be with Finton and not with a weirdo freak. He was 24 and I was his first girlfriend. SO sad, so sad. Anyway, I did the dirty on him, and then finished with him. So I have been in a similar situation, but I certainly knew where I stood and that I didn't want to be with the first guy. Incidentally, I think I chose the right man as we have now been together 3 years, and we're hopefully getting married next year some time.

So I still don't know what to do about D & S. S wants to us to all meet up again like we were, and I really want to do this because I don't actually have many friends that I can hang out with. But, how do I put D's issues to the back of my mind? I know they are not my issues, but I believe he has made them partly mine just by acting the way he did!!

Oh, I don't know. I suppose I should go and do some work now, seeing as I am doing this in work time!
Hey. I've been reading some other blogs, and have come to the decision that instead of blogging on a site where it is all about debating and commenting on other people's blogs to get points, I want to write on here for myself. It's nice to get comments, don't get me wrong, but I don't want the competition so much, you know? It seems much more peaceful here! I suppose I'll just be talking about my day, and writing whatever comes into my mind. I won't be able to write every day, but I will when I can.