I have my exam tomorrow!
90% or else!

A odd day of ups and downs today!
The Lurker returned 3 or 4 times, he popped his head round the door, with red marker on his face. I greeted him warmly, pretty convinced now he is a loonytoon!
Strangely hard when a woman came in and got into a discussion with another about beating cancer, is it wrong for me to resent the fact that she's going to be fine, although I don't want anyone to go down the road we have?
Manic, manic day with hardly any time to myself until!
The tills died a death!
Yes! We couldnt get them working at all! And in fact it turned out to affect the entire high street!
I got to go home early Huzzah!
And now I find that the place I applied for to do voluntary work doesnt want me.
Bastards

A fun day yesterday!
I took advantage of the reasonably nice weather to go and meet Welshy and we met at Greenwich Park to feed the squirrels and geese stale brasil nuts that I'd purloined (what a fab word! It needs to be used more often!) from work.
Afterwards we went and played on the swings in the playpark and he laughed at me as I attempted to slide through a kiddies tunnel and got stuck half way.
Afterwards we walked to Bermondsey (I dont know why we went there but that's where we ended up!) and rode the DLR back to Greenwich, where we decided to encamp in Weatherspoons and drink the place dry, having several drinks and a pitcher of cocktails each, feeling very decadent!
Only problem was that we subsequently missed both my last bus home and his last tube!
so being the gentlewomanly thoughtful person I am, proceeded to get my brother out of bed and come to Greenwich to pick me up, leaving Welshy to walk home!

A real oddball came into my shop today!
Not just a crazed customer but a real, ill in the head person
He's been popping in and out the last couple of weeks, I notice him, because he is an extremely tall black man, with the thickest beard ever and a long coat and funny hat, I think they call it a fedora?
Anyway, yesterday he was in our shop for a good 40 minutes walking up and down the pill-aisle and reading the odd label.
Woolwich, being that haven for shoplifters meant that his odd behaviour attracted me and I kept an eye on him, although what a 8 and a half stone 5'2" me is gonna do against a 6ft+ giant isnt really possible.
Today was atrocious weather, sleet and snow and rain all mixed intogether so hardly anyone was out and about so when he popped in it was noticeable, mainly by me trying hard to control my excitement - "whheeee a person! Whooo! someone to talk to! Someone to serve!"
Only the bastard didnt want any help so I retreated back to my Healthy magazine and occasionally scowled at him for not needing my assistance.
He popped in and out at least 4 times that morning, staying to read the odd bottle of pills and then wandering out.
I christened him "The Lurker" We started to acknowledge each other and smile, like old friends.
At 2pm he spoke to me.
"hello"
"Hi!"
I think my eagerness put him off cos he wandered off again but returned for his 6th visit of the day.
I was starting to get concerned. Was he ok? Was he shy about asking for something? Was he a homeless man looking for shelter from the weather? Or was he a little ill in the head?
At 3pm The Big Boss Lady spotted him trying on our Wild Yam Face Cream.
"I think its time you left now." She suggested.
He nodded and went out into the High Street with a face full of cream, leaving us with several open and spoiled pots.
Poor guy!

Wow!

Today is my 2 year Blog-versary.
And this monumentious occasion nearly went by apart from a trip over to Spazzymoto
And this was the start of my blogging career,
And just think how my life's changed since then, I left my housemates, came back to uni, made loads of new "real" and "internet" friends.
Graduated from uni.
Spent 11 months on the dole.
Got a slightly dull and boring job.
Watched Dad die. *sigh*
And now I'm preparing for the holidays I've always wanted, applying for volunteer positions to get some experience for the career I want.

Its amazing really when I look back at that and how I've changed since then!
And quite frankly amazing that I've actually managed to keep this thing going so long!

Home draw in the cup!
Bring it on!

In the quarter finals of the cup, lalalalala.

We're in the quarter finals of the cup!

Oooh. I'm unbelievably fucked off.
As you all know I've developed a decent friendship with Welshy, I'm fairly confident its a platonic friendship going both ways.
However The Sheep is not so sure, he frankly refuses to believe that I can have a friendship with ANY male.
I've known for a long time about his crush on me. Its the reason I stopped talking to him for a year after he tried it on a bit further than I was happy about and I swung at him with the saucepan that I had in my hands at the time.
Anyway, when I was in that final term at uni he was in some of my lectures and impressed me enough to think that he had grown up slightly and we both apologised for the shit way we'd behaved to each other.
Lately he has being acting like a cuntybollocker, dragging up incidents from the past like the tying up game and the way me and STF fool around and playflirt with each other, although that's just fun and means little to either of us.
Apparently it makes me a complete flirt and he's even tried to twist round so that I was the one coming on to HIM.
Which pisses me off slightly but I brush it all off.
Yesterday me and Welshy went to London, pootled around a bit and had a laugh, when I was telling The Sheep about my day out, he demanded to know if he was flirting with me, if I fancied him and then decided that I did.
And asked to speak to him on MSN, so I added Welshy to our conversation.
Welshy jokingly asked for sordid tales from my past and The Sheep launched into a variety of tall tales in which I came over like some sorta rancid whore and told a few things that I'd told him in private, such as the pictures I posed for GT and some of my well-lets just say activities I got up to with the BB.
I laughed it all off at the time but I've been hopping mad ever since waking this morning.
What on Earth could he gain from telling shit like that?
How fucking dare he tell secret and private tales that I have shared with him and some that haven't even made it on here?
So just wait till he shows up on MSN again, because my friends it will not be pretty.
I will not have him fucking up the few friendships I do have in this shitty city.

Fuck!

I have to pass a health food shop by the 1st of march, and I need 90% to pass it.
I'm currently taking refuge in alcohol and apple pie ben and jerrys

By law we're not allowed to sell our herbal druggy capsule things to pregnant women, through fear of miscarriages or birth defects.
It seems a perfectly reasonable thing to explain to people and I've not had any problems until today.
I had some rather crazy or hormonal lady come to me wanting Ginseng.
She was perhaps 7 or 8 months pregnant and seemed perfectly reasonable....

Until I explained that she couldn't take it and then she exploded into a magnificent mardy!
"Don't you dare tell me what I can and cannot take! I know my body! You do not! Don't you dare try and advise me"
On and on until I really felt she was going to twat me with her handbag.
So in the end I sold it to and then said a silent prayer that her baby will be born with a tail and three eyes.

Firstly:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!!!

Secondly, at the start of this year I promised myself that it wouldn't be as hellishly dull as last year.
This would be the year for all those adventures I had promised myself but through one thing or another I had not been able to complete.
And the first of these adventures has just been booked! Yay!

On the 17th of March me and E are jetting off to Iceland for three nights of Geothermal pool adventures in the famous Blue Lagoon.To a nature reserve and waterfall, If we don't see any Puffins I'll be most disappointed, plus a volcano/lava horse-riding tour, which has me very excited as the Icelandic ponies are famous for their unusual gaits, different from the normal walk, trot, canter and gallop!I've also sent off for a brochure about a caravanning holiday in May/June, not your usual caravanning holiday oh no!This is also horsey-related, yes, for a potential week we will be living in a horse-drawn carriage, trundling down Ireland's country lanes, living like Romany Gipsies, although without the poaching and the rest of it!Yaahoooo!

2 new Ben and Jerry Flavours!!!!

(yeah I am noticing a link between this posting about food - just wait till later this week!)

I have tasted the future people.
And the future is lime jaffa cakes.

*giggles quietly*

We beat the champions of Europe tonight!
(sorry you Americans, I'm talking football again!)
We were awesome! We played so much better than previous home games and that Spurs game on Sunday, at moments we were being outplayed by Liverpool but we did well and we deserved that win, rather than some of the last previous rubbish where we've been lucky to win!

I went to Pimlico today!
For shop training!
I got chatted up by a Brazilian, learnt how to say the grass is green in portugese, and how to flog of more health food crap.
Oooh and then we did roleplays and I got to be an awkward customer and then I ripped my one and only work shirt!
A fun, action packed day then!!!!

I had an accident.
A door that had stayed in the same place for 7 years suddenly decided to move half inch to the right today.
And tricked me by making me walk right into it.
Bastards.
And yet all I did was break a nail in the collision.
Strange, very strange.

I went to Spurs today! And then wished I hadn't! 3-1 and we were shocking!
And my seat was scary too! Way up at the top of a set of steep steps and a control box room obstructing my view of part of the ground.
The steward apologised for it!!
Still was a nice day out, will put a link up to the report of the game (though why you'd want to read it I don't know!) later.
And why did JT be stripped part way through the first half and yet wait hours to be put on?
Liverpool later this week Can't be good!!

Its been well documented, that my skills in the kitchen are less than adequate.
Somewhere here I blogged the day I blew up the microwave, I've set several things on fire and even burnt pasta.
Today I attempted to cook tea for Mum and The Brat. Only to drop all my potato waffles on the floor.
Still they ate them all without any complaint so I think I can count that as one of my successes!

Oooh.
Spending two hours washing shelves at work doesnt make a happy Saturday!
Especially when we rewind a few hours to Friday night.
~~~~~~~~ Flashback!~~~~~~~~~~

Me and Welshy, bouyed by the fact that we had succesfully met and not hated each other on sight, had made plans for another night out.
So we met in Wetherspoons in Greenwich and commenced anothe drinking marathon, several cocktails later we made our way out of Wetherspoons and started working our way through the motley collection of drinking establishments until we found ourselves in The Trafalgar.
"They do absenthe!"
"What's that?"
"Its a shot."
"Ooh I have no power at handling shots at all, nope, no way, I've learnt my lesson the hard way."
"Well you don't have to have one, I wasn't expecting you too. But next time you head to the bar can you get one."
I thought and considered and then decided to take his word as a challenge, one of those "You're a girl and therefore I don't expect you to be able to do this" sorta thing, and we all know I refuse to refuse a challenge so I brought an absenthe too.
I felt a little ill when approaching The Yacht so had sticky pudding, and then Welshy's apple crumble.
4 drinks later and I decided I was really ill and I should stop drinking and remember for the next time that shots are a bad idea and absenthe can go on my list of drinks never to drink again.

"I want this"
"Yeah look Agnus Castus, its here"
"That's not it."
"No it is, its just made by a different company."
"So its different."
"No! It has the same concentration of the herb, it contains the same amount of pills"
"But its different"
"Only the packaging is different!"
"So you are saying its different then, you clearly do not know what you are talking about young lady, I wish to speak to your manager"

So I decided during yesterday bore-all draw against Brom to stay at home and carry on saving, cos lets face it, I don't have much savings and to use them all on something which although it sounds very cool might not even lead to a job.
I also decided to possibly look into one or two short breaks during the month of March and definately look for a better paid, full time job to take up for the summer.
But where shall we go?
I've always fancied Iceland - home of Glaciers, Icelandic ponies with unusual movements, whales and puffins!
But during this time of year there won't be many birds, nor whales and it'll be dark 24/7 or so I believe due to its artic circle location (possible further investigation needed in this one!)
E fancies a trip to Ireland, which also appeals to me.
But what about you guys?
Say you are all in England and able to get away for a long weekend somewhere, where would you go?!?
Give me some ideas, either in this country or Europe!!