Why am I up?!?

Ok, so I started a post on Sunday morning, and here it is:
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It's 9am the morning after the show and I can't sleep. Grrr! Possibly cause DEL SNORES!!! I think this is why Roz volunteered for the floor downstairs. Carl passed out pretty much on the sofa. I want a spare room!

I love the show soooo much. I had lots of fun and want to do it again tonight. I also like stress.

Friday was ace. I woke up and had nothing to do. Actually nothing. There were loads of things I could do, but nothing I had to do, and this made me happy (not that I wasn't already under my new found happiness). Charlotte came over in the afternoon and watched me tidy. I like how we have managed to find little windows to go sit in each other's houses and watch each other do jobs. It's like when we lived together for so long. I then went to meet Mark and we had food at the Pheonix.
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It's now Tuesday lunch time and I shall continue.

Did 2 shows on Friday night. For me "doing" the show involves lots of running around working until the show *actually* starts, when I then go to the bar, in general. For the first Friday show Katherine and Jennifer (my sisters) and Simon (Jennifer's boyfriend) and Will (Simon's friend) came to watch, as did Andrew, Dean, Nik, Nat (people I did teacher training with) and Simon (Nat's boyfriend). They were then sat in the bar for the second show and Roz had turned up by this point. I was then trying to talk to 3/4 different groups of people and kept getting in trouble for not giving people enough attention. But still it was very nice to see them and I like that they came. Joel (Cass's boyfriend) and Jimby and Rich and Helen came to see the second show. I probably also knew more people, but I can't really remember.

After mingling in the RNCM bar for a while we got bored and headed to the Font followed by the Salisbury where I found more normal people to drink with. I don't mean that the people are more normal, just that I drink with them more regularly, so it was more relaxed. Roz and Andrew came to sleep at my house.

For some reason me and Roz woke up at 8.30 on Sat, even though the alarm wasn't set till 9. Strange. So we went to town and Andrew headed off. Fat Club was a disaster. Shopping was not. We found Roz a whole new outfit. Then headed home to get ready, then straight out to the pub again! The Mark Addy in Salford. I don't know why, but apparently it's tradition to go there, so we did. I don't like it much. Then we went to Kro 2 and had some food before I left everyone in the pub (sob!) and went to the theatre.

There were 2 shows again, the second being almost completely full of people I know, so I do not plan to try to name them. It was so ace! Millions of people I know everywhere. We stayed in the RNCM bar till it shut, then went to King Cobra again. Yum.

Got home about 4.30, which is why waking at 8.30 is JUST ODD! Anyway, we then went for lunch at Kro (me, Roz, Del and Carl) and headed to town. Del scarpered to find a train. Me, Carl and Roz hung around the Arndale centre like scallies, except posher as we watch the woodwind quintet and drank coffee. Then Carl scarpered and a trip home for Roz's stuff resulted in her scarpering too.

I was then lonely and bored, so texted Pete and a Goonie dinner was formed! Pete cooked for Mahinda, Rosy and me. Linden and Ed turned up for a while of socialising. Then Linden, Ed and Mahinda vainished and we played a drawing game which I won (I think by cheating in the form of sitting next to Pete and influencing the scores of the others). I stayed too late and drank too much wine. Their housemate Alex kindly walked me home and didn't text when he got back as instructed. Pah.

Monday was a write off. I think 5 days of very little sleep and too much alcohol found me. I stayed on the sofa all day.

That is all for now!

Everything in the world

I've decided that the most useful thing I can do today is update my blog! It probably isn't, but hey.

So, the last week and a bit:

Tuesday

Interview, already blogged about, was rubbish, but got it anyway! Then I went to meet Helen and Danny who I hadn't seen since their wedding so that was good to catch up with them. They went on honeymoon to Iceland and met The Zutons randomly in the street and had a chat. Then I went to CAOS and played rubbishly. I might not do the concert... But I always say that and I still do even though I'm shit. Then Mark picked me up (after I was serenaded by random drunk people going to the Bop at OP) and we went to Petar's birthday gathering in Warrington. They made me play the cello which was fun. Not. I'm rubbish! But it was nice to see him and his random Serbian friends who are all cool.

Wednesday

Not sure I know what I did... Let's check the diary. Nothing. Hmmm... E-mail evidence shows I did *something* as I couldn't bid on e-bay for the costume for the show... But that was Tuesday anyway... More detective work required... Bollocks. I don't know. Oh yeah!!! Mark took me out for dinner cause I got a job. I think it was as much that as it was him not wanting to cook :-) But it was very nice. I'm still confused why he picked a vegetarian restaurant when he's been trying to make me convert to meat... I made cards in the day too. 58, I think. All silver shiny stuff, Mahinda!

Thursday

Signed on followed by Snapfaxes followed by going to the RNCM followed by pints of mulled wine at the market followed by MUGSS rehearsal followed by poorly stomach followed by home.

Friday

I was Liz's wife for the day! We were both unproductive at our respective homes, so went to the Lowry and did some shopping. I bought a new skirt which is ace (I wore it to the funeral and the opening night of the show, so some people have seen it) and lots of card stuff. Oops. Liz got a beautiful barginous coat and some card stuff and other things. Then I went to her house and made dinner and waved her off to work to earn bread for the family. Then I used her shower and went to Dean's housewarming party.

The party was odd. It was really nice to see Dean and Nik and Laura (who used to be in choir and I always forget they know each other) and other people I've vaguely met a few times. Had a deep and meaningful with Nik (that always happens...) and picked on Dean for flirting and he picked on me for it. Was really nice. I was quite aware that it was a "Christian Party" and some of the people weren't that open to talking to strangers. But I talked to some. Only person tried to get me to get Jesus into my life. Then I went back to Liz's and slept in her bed.

Saturday

Liz came home from work about 8.30am and got in bed. Hee hee. Then we went and weighed. Liz and Paula had put on, but only a small amount so we don't count it. I somehow lost 4 pounds, but I think it was all connected with putting on the week before and times of months and stuff. You didn't need to know that. I then went home to get my phone, then to the arch to get a lift to the costume store. I like the costume store cause you can get dressed in lots of weird stuff! But I was quite behaved and only wore random hats. Then went to get my shoes from Liz's (I always leave something there, which would be fine if it wasn't always something I need that day!!!) then went to Charlotte's. Hurrah for catching up with Charlotte! There's not much to blog about it, but I want to cause it was really nice. Oh well. I want doesn't get.

I then headed off to Jimby's birthday ness. This was a bit scary as I only knew Jimby, but they were good strangers to talk to and it was all ok. Somehow I had no tea. Oh well. But we ended up in the Salisbury which I LOVE. I accidentally stole a random man's shirt and now Linden is wearing it in the show. Oops.

Sunday

MUGSS, MUGSS and more MUGSS. After hangover. Word of the day was "bollocks". At one point it became "I love the Arndale market" (yes, that is one word), but shortly after went back. I then came home and my dad picked me up and we went to get Katherine from the airport. She had been in Cuba and knew nothing about Grandad. It meant missing Dan's gig, but Daddy wanted the moral support, so I went. I saw Justin from Hollyoaks walk into an automatic door that doesn't open. We then went home and I had some tea. Somehow I'd missed eating.

Monday (and Tuesday)

Got up at 6am. Ouch. Left the house at 7am. I was trying to be my mum cause she'd already gone up with Jennifer so I did the washing up and packed an in the car bag (we all had fruit and chewy bars and a flask of coffee) but failed a bit as we left on time and she usually makes us late. The journey up was quite good and we averaged 68mph, I think. My dad's car has a fancy computer thing that works it all out. Got to our rented cottage in Carnoustie about 11.30 with plenty time to get changed and get to Gran's to follow the funeral car.

Not sure what to say about the funeral here. It was a beautiful service. But this being my blog I only want to write the funny bits. I almost laughed at the beginning cause I didn't realise the Minister was going to be Scottish (I know, I know, I'm blonde) and he said "tea and refreshments" in a funny way. I can try to do it if anyone requests in real life. But I didn't laugh as it turned serious soon enough. So, another funny thing that happened (was actually the day before or so) was something Gran said. Her sister died shortly after Grandad which was a bit unexpected I think. Her husband is very ill and was in hospital with multiple strokes and stuff, so he didn't know for a while either. Anyway, she phones one of their daughters and says "Sorry to hear about your mum, but I thought it was your dad that was going to die." Aargh! I love Gran.

The rest of the time was spent mostly with my cousins. It's not often we're all together, so I actually enjoyed that. It's sad that it had to be for a bad reason, but Grandad was old and very very poorly and not himself anymore. So I was happy to be sad, have the funeral and then cherish seeing the family. Not all family members had this opinion. Anyway, kids are ace. I want one. And a dog. I really need to get a house and a career and a man first!

Wednesday

Left early to get back to the real world. Had millions of e-mail about tickets which I had to sort before getting to the theatre and sorting costumes. I like last minute :-) The tech went on late and I got bored and went to the bar on my own. I found my cello teacher in there and a friend of Jimby's. Hurrah for knowing everyone!

That doesn't appear to be much considering it was the longest busiest day for a while. Hmmm... Oh, then I went to Tribeca and got tired and left.

Thursday

Had a medical - I'm officially fit for work! Not sure that's a good thing, but probably is. Suppose I can start work soon then. I'm enjoying not getting out of bed. Then made some costumes (still last minute :-)) then went to the theatre. Hurrah for everyone looking fantabulous and Hurrah for sell out shows! I want a badge for selling out 5 shows. It's not been done since 1999 when 1 show sold out, apparently. Then we all headed over to The Bar of Scu and had much beer including the boat race. Crew are officially better than cast. Even with me in their team!

I was very confused for a long time cause Jimby, Alex the Greek, Emily, Rich and Helen appeared. This is cause they're all Joel's mates and he came to see Cass who was going so he went to say bye and they all came there. I get very confused with the wrong friends at events! But it was ace and I was drunk and loved everyone. We then went for curry at King Cobra. I didn't have curry cause I'm a good girl, but I did miss tea again. I had an apple and a banana in Scubar. This is getting a bit naughty, so I'm going to meet Mark for tea later, hopefully, so I can catch up with him and eat.

But first, Neighbours, Doctors and Diagnosis Murder call! As does pasta. And I might make a few cards. I should so nap as I only had a few hours sleep. Oh well. Ooh! I've just been phoned about my job and I'm starting next Thursday at the same time as someone else called Simon who I will be working with. Hurrah!

Lack of Bloggage

I've not had much time to blog this week! And not got time now. Just wanted to post that.

I will waffle at length about my adventures soon, just cause I don't like forgetting where I've been and in a year I can look it up if I can't remember. Now though I'm going to MUGSS followed by Dan's gig followed by Scotland, so I will not be back to technology till Wednesday (when it's the show dress rehearsal). My phone will probably not work either. It's that civilised there :-)

Hope you all miss me lots!

Brrr

Giving out Snapfaxes was freezing.

Snapfax

OK, so now I've got a job tomorrow too! Well, if you count a day of giving out Snapfaxes as a job...

You should all come entertain me. I'm near the union 11-4, I think.

I've got a job!

Yes, I'm sad enough that the first thing I decided to do was blog it. That tells lots of people at once!

They said they'd be phoning tomorrow at the earliest, but they were that impressed with me they called today. It's at the hospital and is "Workforce Administration Assistant". It's not much money, but they seemed nice and it seems fun (as fun as work can!). And it's only temporary which is excellent for moving away. Hurrah!

It could be a while till I start though cause I need a medical and stuff first... Think I shall be asking my dad for a loan :-/

Anyway, this is the PERFECT opportunity for all you spies who read without telling me to leave me a comment!

Stall on hold.

OK, so I've been talking about it for ages and lots of people ask how it went, and it was only ever supposed to be today (2 weeks after being unemployed, to give me time to make), but I have an interview in a bit, so it couldn't be today. Now it can't be next week either and I've only just realised. I'm going to Scotland for Grandad's funeral. So it might be ther week after, but I might have a job by then. In which case I have about 200 cards in my living room for fun.

:-)

Best start making a card services website...

62

Is how many cards I have made today. Not as many as yesterday. but still feeling quite good, as when Mahinda came round about tea time it was not very many at all. He also became my first customer! It was weird cause it was in my house and I've always lived with people who just come and nick a card every so often and I wouldn't let them pay. Although technically Mahinda didn't hand over money, so that was easier. I think I'll be fine with it when I have a stall and prices marked on cards and stuff.

Anyway, that is all I've done today. Not done anything from my list titled "Monday" which is now sat in front of me. Oops. I might just change it to "Tuesday" so I don't feel so naughty.

Tomorrow I shouldn't make any cards as I've got to pick up a parcel and go to the job centre and go to the market and go to town and have an interview. Although probably not in that order. I hope I don't forget to go to my interview!

Out of the rut

OK, so most of you know I'm attempting to have a stall at the student market. Well, since I decided that and found out and things I made 1 card. Yes ONE. Until today. Hurrah! Today I made 79. SEVENTY NINE! And here they are:

But now it is very late and I am very tired.

The more observant of you may notice that there are only actually 74 there. There are another 5 on the sofa. A this time of night I did not dare try to stand anymore up on that table for fear of toppling.

At the same time as this I watched* Lord of the Rings (the second one that was on tv) because the boys wanted to, ate fantastic dinner cooked by Ads, watched* a thing about Robbie and watched* Erin Brokovich. I've left stuff all round the living room, but I don't care cause that means I can sit back in the same place tomorrow and make more.

*I say watched, but given that I was looking down at what I was doing, listened would probably be more accurate.

Wine is bad.

So, last night I went along to the Slugs Ate My Parents gig at the Green Rooms. I fully intended not to get drunk and I completely blame Charlotte! I started off well and had a coke, then one glass of wine. This turned into 3 when Charlotte bought a bottle. I then bought the next bottle, but by then Charlotte had the hiccups and stopped drinking. So I had it. That was the reason I woke up this morning on the sofa. But nicely Ads had brought my duvet down.

Anyway, the gig. It was odd! But I really liked it. Dan played first, meaning that the crowd was a bit pants. There were quite a few people there though, just not very buzzing. The sound was very good. I think they asked him to play again, so you all should come!

Next up was a man with a guitar. Now if you saw him at the bar you'd be worried in case you bumped into him and he decked you. But he had a lovely voice and played very well. It just didn't grab any of us, so we talked all the way through. I think next it was the 2 girls. I'm really going to have to find out the names of these people! This was billed as one girl, I think, but then another played bass for her. The main girl had an amazing voice, but again didn't keep my attention. I did tend to listen to the first half of each song though.

Next up was a folk band, formerly called The Urban Folk Collective, now called something about Lime Trees. I did my magical trick of knowing other people there as the violinist from this band was Denise who used to be in MUGSS. At the bar a random girl knew me and confirmed it was said Denise so I said hi and she might be coming to the show. Cool. Anyway, the rest of this band was a guitarist/singer that I've seen before and has an amazing voice*, a double bassist and a man who sometimes played the harmonica and sometimes the washboard. They were well cool and are playing with Dan next weekend at The Orange Grove, so you can come see them.

Then there were 2 bands. By this time I was slightly drunk and not really concentrating, other than the fact that I fancied the guy who played trombone in the first band and bass in the second. They were very good though, so I wouldn't mind seeing them sober.

I think it's about time I had lunch and got dressed... Although I now have a blind, so I don't really need to. Ooh, funny warning on my blind:
"Accidental strangulation by dangling Venetian or Roman blind cords can be prevented."
I don't think that's technically a warning, but never mind...

I've just remembered what Liz sings to this song! I'm listening to Jesusland by Ben Folds, which sounds convincingly like She's a snail. Ben Folds rules.

*Although I didn't notice for the first song as I was listening to the "real" instruments.

Grandad

My mum's dad died yesterday. I don't really know what else to write abut it just now, but was just writing it down. I may be disappearing off to Scotland at some point soon.

I'm at Liz's house!

I quite like typing on her laptop.

So, despite posting far more often than most people I still haven't said what I've been doing since Tuesday, so this is a big update...

Tuesday I went to orchestra where I was good, ish. Well, better than the week before where I was RUBBISH. But the really good girl was there and I made her lead the section. I didn't like that. I want to be in charge! But I tried to do what I'd learnt in my lesson and I think I was better. After orchestra I went to Font bar and found Mahinda, Mark, Pete and Luc and had a little bit of beer. They had more beer and had more to say about it. I think Rodney liked being in a new bar too.

Wednesday I met Mark and we went to the museum and saw the frogs. I was a bit upset cause the blue posion frogs were on holiday, and the lizards weren't chasing each other, but it was still good. Then we went to town and did useful things and then had coffee. Mark was embarrassing me cause the guy who served us was cute and had shorts on. But it was very nice catching up with Mark cause I actually haven't talked to him for a while. In the evening I went for a drink with Pete from work. He's been abadoned by everyone else who went back to London for a meeting. He said he wasn't staying out long, but the decided time of 10 passed, as did last orders. But it was good chatting all night.

Thursday I went to meet Charlotte before she went to see the lights get switched on, although I was late cause I forgot. Oops. Then I went to MUGSS and then to Harrys then to the almighty Beer Fest. MUGSS was ok - sold some tickets, but people need to buy more! Then me and Linden did karaoke - she was Kylie and I was Jason. The Beer Fest was fun! I bounced like a crazy person and did aeroplane impressions. Got told off by the bouncer lots. Oh, to explain the other post I had to have something written on my hand when I left to get back in, so they thought it would be funny to write "cum". It was. And James was kissing people to leave big red lip marks, so he kissed my cleavage cause I didn't want it to be somewhere I couldn't see. I was hyper and it was lots of fun. I stayed too late though.

Friday I signed on and then spent the day helping my dad decorate. So I really needed not to have "cum" written on my hand still. I don't think anyone noticed. My dad's best advice was probably "Don't touch the wires, you might go bang.". Although it could have been when he moved the ladder/plank contraption to reach the top of the landing and told me not to step off it. Like I'm that daft... Anyway, throughout the day I was a plumber, tiler and decorater. I'm so useful. And think I got paid. Cool. Then it was straight back to the Beer Fest. It was officially not as almighty as it should have been, due to the lack of beer and vessels. But I had my glass from the night before, and didn't really care if there was beer or not, so it was all good. I was slightly less crazy, but still had fun. I like the way I usually know people in all corners of the room. I like knowing people. But yesterday I wanted to talk to strangers. Twice this ended in groping, so I mainly only talked to one stranger about how he wanted to shag someone else.

Today I got weighed and for the first time I put on weight. Only half a pound. But I'm knida glad cause otherwise it would make no sense. I've eaten rubbish all week and drunk lots. I'm going to try to stay off beer for a week and see what happens. Then Liz, Paula and I went to Kendals for coffee. I like them both. We talk even though we all made no sense individually. Hangovers were quite bad. I had left my phone here, so that's why I am back at Liz's. We've just made erasers out of clay. I will take apicture later to show you. They are ace and it's the best present ever. Thanks Liz! Although the giant fluffy purple pencil is also very very cool.

So there you go! Now going to go home and de-ming ready for the Slugs gig and then more fun! Don't know where yet... Either Jilly's or wherever the go-karters go.

Ooh!

I've not posted for days! And I've not got time now, just letting the people who will understand that I've got the majority of cum off my hand, but there's still a faint trace. The lipstick has come off my chest, but it was touch and go for a while.

For those who that makes no sense (well, I imagine you'll make up your own sense) I will explain later. :-)

Wetness

It rained! A lot!

I love rain. I think that was the most rained on I've ever been though... Came back 2 hours ago and my skirt and jacket are still actually dripping.

Had a farily productive day for me though. Sorted out credit card bills and registered for jobseekers and got the job description for next weeks interview. Hurrah! Progress.

Nothing

I have done ABSOLUTELY NOTHING useful today. Crap. Have learnt a few things though. Have "read" my backlog of Make It Groovy magazine. It's ace! And I just learnt how to do links. Cool. By "read" I mean "flicked through the pages" but I did write down some card and other ideas.

Have an interview next Tuesday, so the market will have to wait till the week after. Probably good, except that that's show week, so I might be panicking... Oops.

Also learnt that I actually quite like 2 pints of lager and a packet of crisps which I never realised before... Strange. I think it's cause they're all weird and it makes me feel normal.

I am also scared of going to sleep on my own in the house. I've become such a wus recently! First fireworks, now this. I don't like it! I'm not a wus! I'll walk dodgy places on my own. I'm sure I do other brave things. Maybe. But am a big girl.

OK, going to be good and go to bed now - I've promised to get up and go to the job centre in the morning. And then go to the student market to say I want the week after.

Hideous ness

OK, so have just been downstairs to find my hideous dress, which made very little sense. I now remember showing Mahinda, Pete and Rosy it, and my hideous knickers. Oops. I've also lost my phone. Apparently we were doing "bundles" or "pile-ons". I vaguely remember this. I also remember Pete putting my lipbalm in Rosy's ear. Ew.

Anyway, this was all after being at Linden's house where I cooked roast for 10 people (Pete, Rosy, Mahinda, Linden, Ads, Sarah, Justin, Sam, Frankie and me). It wasn't that spectacular! I made a mess of pretty much everything. But the roast worked, and people might be converted to vegetarianess yet... There was lots of wine and we were all very merry cause the food took so long to cook. Oops. But I had a nice time. Glad I didn't have to get up this morning though!

I really wish I could find my phone. I need to see if Pete lost me any friends by sending weird texts :-)

Saturday night alone

So that post vanished!

Pants.

Basically, it said I spent the night home alone. Andrew bailed on me (after all the other teachers bailed on him, and then he was too hungover to be bothered) then Mark and Sarah (Ads' girlfriend) both separately tried to get me to go to the fireworks at Wythenshawe. I said no, so went to Tesco to buy food for the roast I'm doing tomorrow. It turns out I'm shit scared of fireworks. This is why I didn't want to go. Well, that and the fact that I woke up at STUPID 5.30 and was very tired after 3 hours sleep. But then I realised that I was too scared to go out anywhere so made no attempt to find out where Ian was for his birthday. Sorry! I stayed in and cooked and watched Dogma and did my nails. I just found myself asleep, so turned the film off and am going to bed soon.

Today I did manage to get weighed. I lost weight (not entirely sure how, the amount I've drank...) but now I've lost a stone in total in 6 weeks. Ace. Apparently. I don't feel any different. 2 more I think... Anyway, due to lack of sleep I wimped out of going to Bolton to see Liz. I feel quite bad about this cause we don't see each other often. But I would have been really rubbish at conversation. Jenny already wasn't going as her mum had an accident last weekend, so it would have felt wrong a bit anyway. I hope Mary is ok and back home soon.

Felt a bit better after lunch, so went to town with Andy (who'd stayed over) and Sarah. It was nice, as I don't see either of them much and they seemed to get on great. Andy went on a fish and scooter mission and we shopped for jumpers. After success we all want to Oklahoma for hot chocolate and cake. Mmmm...

OK, so that was today, in a round about fashion. Didn't say much about Thursday - MUGSS was cool. I am officially very organised and it's going to be ace. I saw a bit of the chorus dancing/singing and it was fantastic!! But not going to give anything away.

Friday I went job hunting with Jennifer (we didn't find anything) [PANIC!! LOUD FIREWORK! THAT WAS TOO CLOSE.] then went home and took Katherine to the airport. I'm glad I saw her off, although it did seem a little strange that Mummy wanted to go to go shopping... She doesn't get out much (her own admission!) so I'm going to try to force her to town soon. After flight socks and cash machines Katherine seemed to get off fine (Oh, she's off to Cuba for 3 weeks. I asked her to bring me back a cube. Jennifer wanted a bar. We're all so funny.), then me and Mummy ran into a little trouble finding the car (there was a big gaping gap between us and the car, eventually sorted by going down and up stairs), but it was all fine.

I then went to find Cass and co. (Andy, Joe, Jim B, Rich, Helen, Shavish(sp?)) for curry at Lal Haweli. Quite good. Then back to Joe's house, where I thought we were dumping beer, but ended up staying. Joined at various points by Greek (not his real name...) and Emily and Alex. I was bored mostly until I had a beer. Then it was better. Nearly played werewolves but I decided that they'd be rubbish at it. Have papers ready for next time we want :-)

Anyway, I'm very tired and my back hurts, so it's bed for me.

Night night.

Panic!

I'm going out in a minute. Going to get a job with my sister. Ooh, maybe someone will pay us together?!? Hee hee. Then I'm going home and I'm going to collect things that I want (list so far is checked shirts (these are for the show, not just for me to wear at random!), teaching books for Linden, things to make into cards. There was probably more, but it's early and I can't rememmber. Then I'm going to the airport, then back to Rusholme for curry. So I'll not get back to my computer till late. Scary! But I'm so sad I'm so going to check at home.

:-)

OK, boys, I know you don't like personal things on here, so look away now.

Why is matching underwear always more exciting? Even if the items themselves are not that good?

Better

OK, I'm better now.

I ate cheese. And watched TV. And have decided my next job is going to involve being in Diagnosis Murder. Also learnt that I was sleepy last night (when drunk I can either be sleepy, grumpy, flirty or just generic rubbish) which is probably the least embarrassing that it could have been, so now I am cheered up.

Last night I went out with work people. There was free food and drink, so diet went out the window. It was very nice to see work people out though. Sad that it might be the last time I see some of them! We played drinking games (Linden will be glad to know the boys were playing Quarters (although calling in the 10p game, and using pints of lager that had to be downed), then we all had to be our porn names (Snowy Maxwell) and I'm sure there was another game attempted too... There was lots of red wine and tequila. Not at the same time.

Seeing as I've now wasted the day I best rush off and do what I need before tonight's rehearsal. Do not let me drink.

Ug

I am rubbish today. I don't particulary want to exist.

I just walked through the park to try to make me feel better. I decided that nature would help. Then I decided that wearing shoes wasn't very natural. My feet now hate me. But squishy mud is fun. Some random man asked me if I was ok. Oops. I shouldn't look that bad ever. Although I can't have looked that bad with boots on cause I got 2 beeps and some whistles at the bus stop...

Anyway, I don't want to talk today, so I'm going to go eat pasta. And cheese. However naughty it is.

CAOSing

Before CAOS I went to meet Charlotte for a drink. I love Charlotte. She sometimes is the only one who keeps me sane. Yes, I think I am sane. Sometimes she does upset me most, but that comes with it, doesn't it? And it always turns out I'm just paranoid or she's been ill or upset and grumpy with me. Anyway, we've not had that for a while, just greatness. It would be nice to see her more though. We're managing once a week at the moment, which is good. Anyway, I had to much to talk at her - I was feeling really panicky in my stomach. There are many reasons for this, but I can only tell her all of them, I think. Actually, I can tell most people I know read this, but you won't get it as well.

Anyway, she made me feel better and off we went to CAOS. I sang in choir! Hee hee. But was really naughty and childish all the way through - giggling and talking. I think this was due to the feeling odd and 4 hours sleep and one bowl of pasta when technically I should have had all 3 meals by then. Oh well. But I've decided that I can't sing and don't like the music, so probably won't go again. Except that I get to sit next to Charlotte and see other ace people.

Orchestra was ok. I was being completely incompentent and I think our conductore was getting really pissed off with me. I don't care. If I'm not the best I shouldn't sit at the front, but everyone else refuses to, so I have to, then if I don't anything wrong the whole section gets confused. Oh well. I wasn't the worst. FACT. And I'll be better next week.

Afterwards I was persuaded to go to The Footage for karaoke. I think 2 wrongs make a right in this case! I did make people go to Abduls for food on the way, which make me feel worse. I'm so having trouble with eating. Strange. All night John (French John from the Halloween party) wouldn't stop talking to me, but that's cool. I told him numerous times that I wasn't listening. He kept going. I then decided that he should come to my house so he could keep talking and I would keep not listening, but it would probably help me sleep. For some reason he wasn't keen on this idea. I said he could just sit on a chair till I was asleep then go, but still not convinced.

So far today I have been lame! I didn't get up till 11.30 and that's BAD. Oops. But have had a big tidy and it's nearly properly tidy (that's NEVER happened before, so maybe I'm just being optomistic). Going to find some food now, cause forgot again.

Adventures

I went out for a whole hour and have so much I want to write!

I am having a very strange day, so hoping that when back to "normal" I won't be as obsessed with blogging. I just need someone to talk to all the time! So talking to no-one.

I thought about things I've not thought about for a long time today. I went to the student market. On route I discovered what's on my road (I can't ever remember walking left out my door!). It wasn't that interesting. But yeah, then when I got to Whitworth Park (the park, not the halls) I started thinking about Andy. Not sure any of you who read this knew him, but he died 4th May 2003.

I also then realised that I haven't been depressed for a while. That's ace.

I talk too much

But I like talking. And writing down all the random shit that I think. I am weird enough to write it and then read it again 10 mins later and have forgotten what I wrote and laugh at what I've been up to.

I just watched Big Fish. I love it! I want to be that man, except female and thinner and not as old or dead as he is in the end. But just to know so many wonderful strange people and them like you would be ace. Except I would like my kids to know it.

Whilst watching I was doing the puzzles in Chat (but didn't get very far as I watched the film properly for a change). I did write some random things down whilst watching though. My favourite sentence is "Walking around naked does not help you warm up. It does rule though.".

I love the some text missing game.

I had decided to chicken out of the market because I don't want a stall next week. Too soon. But Diagnosis Murder isn't on, so I'm going to go and mosey now anyway.

I just got my life rated. It's not very good!

This Is My Life, Rated
Life: 6.9
Mind: 7.4
Body: 6.4
Spirit: 7.5
Friends/Family: 5.6
Love: 6.9
Finance: 3.3
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

I am a bad bad bad bad person

My dad has just offered to employ me to decorate.

I am so sad. I've been thinking about writing my blog all morning. Oops.

The last 2 sentences are NOT connected to the title.

So, it's 9.30am and so far today I have done the following (not necessarily in this order):

  • Pulled. Well, could have. The stranger I talked to at the bus stop (he started it!) thought I was ace and asked for my number AND asked if I wanted to go for a drink sometime. At 8.30am. Crazy. I managed to avoid the questions (why can't I just say no?!? I need to be more of a bitch) and gave him a flyer to the show. Hee hee.
  • Picked up a parcel (DVDs). Even though I didn't have the ticket thing. I rule.
  • Drank water (I just realised that I can no longer get Kudos!!)
  • Woken up in yesterday's clothes.
  • Done the walk of shame (or at least that's what the people's glances thought) through the same bit of park as I did it the other day (also not shameful - people just don't expect skirts and people amused by their own thoughts in the day time). It was not as magical as the other day due to people gardening.
  • Seen a man STOOD on a white van.
  • Said good morning to a man who was walking a cat.
  • Received an e-mail pat on the head from my dad.
  • Got lost round a hotel.
  • Found a bruise on my ankle.

So, last night I went out with work people. I was late going cause my dad e-mailed me a job that had to be applied for by today, so I thought I should update my details and apply. Then was late. I thought that they'd actually still be at work, being people-who-work-to-much, but they weren't...

We wandered around West Didsbury for a bit, then went for dinner at Cachumba. It was ace! Very very nice food. And company. I had a great time. I'm so going to miss everyone from work. But glad that is not my job anymore. Anyway, we (Chris, Rosli, Amit, Pete, me - the others (Roger, Agnelo, Alan, Paul, Simone) had dispersed slowly by then) then went to the wine bar that's next to the Railway. Then I kept talking to (at?!) Pete and walked him to the main road, but then kept walking and ended up having more beer (I'm so easy to persuade to drink!) and staying over (because there was a chaise long and I didn't really want to get a bus in the middle of the night on my own, which I suppose isn't much like me...). So yes, an excellent night and definitely better than it would have been if I'd gone to the MUGSS committee meeting.

Here are the flowers that work got me. How ace?!! I hate flowers (but don't tell them!) but they are pink and the wrapping is going to make lots of fantastic cards. And maybe I do like flowers. I will just be sad then they die. Or when the smell makes my head hurt. But maybe they won't, for they are pink.

I'm going to bed now. Or for a shower. Bed I think.