Monday, May 24, 2004

Hi! It's been a while, I know, but I'm sure my dedicated readers (ahem...) will be pleased to :)

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Which is all very interesting, but...

So, what's new. Nothing much, really. We bought a new sofabed. Crap. As both a sofa, and a bed!

I'm getting all broody again, and also marriage-y (there must be a word for that). I need coping strategies, people!

I'm afraid that I'm pretty whacked out at the moment. What an odd expression - just thought I'd use it to see how it worked. And it doesn't, does it?! Never mind. I'm tired, and I want my bed (stamps foot).

Friday, May 14, 2004

my little pony
You're My Little Pony!! Sweet and innocent and
happy, you make people want to spew burrito
chunks. Even a Care Bear could kick your ass.

What childhood toy from the 80s are you?
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And just as I was getting used to the old layout, they go and change it all.

Things are looking up work-wise. I've been offered extra shifts on a semi-permanent basis, so that's more money for me. Plus F and his chef-y crew are pretty excited about the new kitchen, and can't stop talking about it, except after they are all particularly stoned and watching a Floyd DVD...

Unfortunately, F seems to be facing a court summons over the fishing licence fiasco, so thats fun. I don't even want to think about it.

And I have an office! We changed the spare room from a museum of collected bits and bobs of F's, to a nice blue oasis of calm for me and my computer. I have a phone up there, and my big old book case, plus the fish tanks, so it's pretty relaxing. Plus I can look out of the window, which I couldn't do before...

Anyway, enough chitchat. Mail me, comment on me, whatever. Just say something!!

Saturday, May 08, 2004

Hi again.

I have request. It's a little out there, but if you don't ask, you don't get, right?

My Mum is running the "Race for Life" for Cancer Research UK on the 11th of July, and I'm basically asking if anyone out there would be kind enough to sponsor her? I have a paypal account, so if you're out across the waves, then no worries (and I would make up the amount that paypal charges to transfer the money...). My email to paypal is Also, I'll be there on the day and make sure that I get photos to prove she did it!! It was just a thought to reach out the dozens of people who read my site :) If you can sponsor her, then please email me with your full name and amount, and I will add you to the form.

Please don't feel pressured - it's just a sideline request!

Anyway, catch you later!!
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OK, feeling better now!

Ironically, my mother lost her purse the other day too, but later found it at the end of her bed (under the covers)! Very strange...

Thankfully, Finton has now been offered another job, and it's through the chef he used to work with. The executive chef decided to move to a different place, and said he would provide a new team, and offered F a place. So, all is well. Except that he won't be starting for quite a while!

I was recently thinking about stuff that I say far too much, and I thought I would try to write a list...

No problem!
...and that would be great.

I'll have to think about this a bit more, but I'm sure there were more than that! Does anyone else have things they say far too much that they are consciously aware of??

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

So, lots to post, but not sure if my mind can cope with it all. I didn't get any sleep before coming to work, and now I can't concentrate on anything, or even type properly.

Before I get into anything major, the reason I have a guestbook/map is so I can have a record of everyone who visits in one place, and not have to look all through old comments! That is in answer to kid b...


We decided to go camping over bank holiday weekend after I finished work Sunday morning, and when we got there the weather was fab. F was fishing, and I just laid by the edge of a reservoir, smoking lots of pot. And strangely, I liked it much more than smoking indoors. Weird.

We decided to build a fire, and F went off to chop down lots of wood with a small knife, gaining a large blister in the process! We made fire. And it was good. I like fire! We then cooked bacon on the fire, and had yummy bacon sarnies at around 2am :)

Anyway, after a really crappy, cold, uncomfortable night, we woke up to a cold, grey, typically English morning. A friend of F's decided to visit, and soon after that the bailiff arrived. He asked F for his rod licence, which I thought he had. He didn't. Long story short: he now has a caution and maybe a very large fine because he neglected to get a new licence for £23. And then he tried to say it would have been better if I wasn't there because he could have lied and given a fake name and address. He apparently thought that I would have said "That's not your name! We don't live there...." and that sort of thing... I had to write a letter today to send to the NRA (rivers, not rifle!!) saying how sorry he is, blah blah blah.

So, we're thinking this is bad, but we'll be ok.

That is when the wallet incident happened!

We looked to see how much money we had, and whether we could actually have any to spend on food, and decided we could sort of afford/sneak around 100 out of the account. I complained about driving into town to the bank and having to find somewhere to park (cos I'm a big ol' biatch), so F said he would go. He cashed a cheque in the bank, went to buy some food, then when he got home he started hunting about and saying he'd lost his wallet. He thought he'd heard someone beep him while he was driving back, but thought nothing of it at the time...

We got into a bit of an argument after that because I believed that even if it was on the road in slow moving rushhour traffic, there are still some good souls in the world who would leave it there. I eventually goaded him into going to look for it. Again, long story short: he came back from driving around only to find that it was on the sofa at home. And neither of us had seen it.

So, there was a slight silver lining to that story after all!

I found a new site today that deserves a look, but it's a little odd. Check it out:

If you have 5 minutes, please mail me because it would cheer me up.

FYI - I hate peeing in woods.

Oh, and "Spare change, anyone??"... I feel so poor.

Saturday, May 01, 2004

OK, so I lied. No large (or long) post here!

Although I may just give a small update on things...

Finton has been made redundant, but his boss won't admit that he is being fired due to a technical squabble over whether the months trial lasted 4 weeks exactly, or is from the 7th to the 7th. Make sense?? Nigel (the wank-bastard boss) is refusing to keep Finton on because "you don't get on with my wife and I'm not prepared to work in that kind of atmosphere". I may be paraphrasing, but that's basically what he said. Hmmm......... slightly dodgy??

Also, I've had to do hands on care tonight (as opposed to just paperwork) because we're down by one night staff. And it sucks. That is why I gave care up in the first place!!

Anyway, SIGN MY GUESTBOOK. I shall leave on that upbeat note :)
So, why haven't all of your signed my guestbook?! I'm very upset :(

Bored at work again, but will write a longer one later tonight!