Bugged, Bugged, Seriously bugged.
Most people who know me, knew that THE last thing I wanted to do after uni was come home, however its the best thing I can do to help look after Mum and The Brat.
So I told MH, that unlike what we had planned I couldn't come to live in Sheff, with her like we had planned.
I told her that I planned to get a job, maybe working with E in Smiths if I couldnt get the job I wanted straight away, and save and go travelling, I asked her not to give me any grief over this as she has done, telling me to come live with her, that Dad would like to see me settled somewhere (conviently forgetting that Sheff was never going to be a perminant thing.)
I told her this, a few days ago, while I was on my Rescue mission, and her reply has bugged me ever since, she asked me what was the point of going back to uni, if I planned on working in Smiths forever.
EEEEXXXCCCUUSE MEEE!!!!
She knew how hard it was for me to make this decision, that it feels like I'm giving up all the freedom and independence I fought for at uni, surely telling me that is not supporting me?
I answered her telling me that its not forever, just till I find something better, save some money to go away, whatever comes first.
But God! It's bugged me, How dare she?!
She's known for ages how much I did not want to have to do this, but its not just about me, its about how I have to do whats right for everyone else.
Its bugs me, because it doesnt take me much to lose faith in people, all my life I've been let down, either intentionally or unintentionally by people that I have cared about, and now I feel like she's done the same.
It doesnt help that she's been talking about mine and LF's relationship to people that we used to go to the pub to watch the football with, which hurts cos its private and not to be talked about and she's told her new bloke in Sheff about Dad, telling me that I should talk to him as his Mum died of cancer too.
I do not want to talk to a random stranger, I do not want my private life talked about, and have told her this several times. I do not want grief over something that is hard enough for me as it is.
The more I think about it, the more bugged and annoyed and angry I get and the more I wish I had got stressed with her when she texted me.
Its too late now, she doesnt even realise how much it has hurt me.
But the more I think of it the more bugged I get.
Is it wrong at 21, to feel like the whole world is against me? Surely that's the sorta thing a 13 yr old should feel?
Maybe I'm over reacting a bit, but I cried for ages when I made the decision to go home and she didnt help any.
Bah! I'm gonna stop whinging now and eat an Ice-cream.
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Monday, September 06, 2004
Ooohh.
Little bit of excitement for a Monday afternoon at the Bexleyheath offices of Charlton today.
A suspicious package came through the post, thankfully it was only flour, but who sent it?
I reckon the favourite suspects have to be Stuart, Powell and Royce, ssshheeessshh!! Anything to try and get a game!
Little bit of excitement for a Monday afternoon at the Bexleyheath offices of Charlton today.
A suspicious package came through the post, thankfully it was only flour, but who sent it?
I reckon the favourite suspects have to be Stuart, Powell and Royce, ssshheeessshh!! Anything to try and get a game!
Whooo-Hoooooo!!!
You can so tell its back to school time Phil 'n' Fern are back, Doctors is back and best of all Sunset Beach is back.
Mum's at work, so I can feel very smug that she's back at school and I'm not, Even The Brat is back before me.
Its been an interesting Summer, not only with the Dad situation, and the new Mum situation, but I've done more than I've done in a lot of summer holidays, I've been on holiday to Scotland and toured around the Highlands, I've been to York and even stayed in Woolwich for a week.
There's been football, riding and the Independent Study fortnight.
But you still get this nagging feeling that you should have done more, made the most of these three months.
Like gone on holiday abroad or something, mind you it was out of the question with Mr Overdraft being as bad as it was.
There's still a fortnight to go, might go on a hack (ride in the country) on my last week with E and her sister P and anyone else we can rope in to it.
Might even text Oldest Friend, see if she wants to meet up before we go back to Loony-versity.
The papers are full of David James and the England game, and as always the press are stirring up "Eriksson out" campaign.
Personally he's never really impressed me, The only good games I've really seen is the Germany game. (lets face it, Germany WERE a poor side) and the Argie game.
I'm also bored with this blogger look, might look for a new template thing, but don't want to lose my linky things.
You can so tell its back to school time Phil 'n' Fern are back, Doctors is back and best of all Sunset Beach is back.
Mum's at work, so I can feel very smug that she's back at school and I'm not, Even The Brat is back before me.
Its been an interesting Summer, not only with the Dad situation, and the new Mum situation, but I've done more than I've done in a lot of summer holidays, I've been on holiday to Scotland and toured around the Highlands, I've been to York and even stayed in Woolwich for a week.
There's been football, riding and the Independent Study fortnight.
But you still get this nagging feeling that you should have done more, made the most of these three months.
Like gone on holiday abroad or something, mind you it was out of the question with Mr Overdraft being as bad as it was.
There's still a fortnight to go, might go on a hack (ride in the country) on my last week with E and her sister P and anyone else we can rope in to it.
Might even text Oldest Friend, see if she wants to meet up before we go back to Loony-versity.
The papers are full of David James and the England game, and as always the press are stirring up "Eriksson out" campaign.
Personally he's never really impressed me, The only good games I've really seen is the Germany game. (lets face it, Germany WERE a poor side) and the Argie game.
I'm also bored with this blogger look, might look for a new template thing, but don't want to lose my linky things.
Sunday, September 05, 2004
So conclusions from the Crises meeting.
I doesnt care.
D will go along with everyone else, and sorted out a mobile phone (like THAT'll ever get used) for Granddad.
J wanted to put Nan and Granddad into Warden accomodation (No WAY in Hell are they bad enough for that)
Mum, M and G all put they're foot (feet?) down, No way is Nan going in a home.
M will put Nanny's money in a joint account so that no one can get it without his signature as well as Nan's so she cant just sign up for random ripoff accounts.
G, J, I, M and D all agreed that there was no way that Mum would have stolen the money and they never suspected her at the mo.
G and M tried to tell Mum to keep the money as it was the last sane conversation that M had had with Nan that she was really happy for us to have the money as she was really pleased that she could do something to help Dad out, so he could have the house how he wanted it before he pops off.
Mum and Dad are giving the money back tomorrow in front of Granddad and Mickey.
Me and Cousin L and The Brat made a hammock - very successfully and its only 13 days till Derby-Day so I finally sorted out Rent and Accomodation - only a month late.
I doesnt care.
D will go along with everyone else, and sorted out a mobile phone (like THAT'll ever get used) for Granddad.
J wanted to put Nan and Granddad into Warden accomodation (No WAY in Hell are they bad enough for that)
Mum, M and G all put they're foot (feet?) down, No way is Nan going in a home.
M will put Nanny's money in a joint account so that no one can get it without his signature as well as Nan's so she cant just sign up for random ripoff accounts.
G, J, I, M and D all agreed that there was no way that Mum would have stolen the money and they never suspected her at the mo.
G and M tried to tell Mum to keep the money as it was the last sane conversation that M had had with Nan that she was really happy for us to have the money as she was really pleased that she could do something to help Dad out, so he could have the house how he wanted it before he pops off.
Mum and Dad are giving the money back tomorrow in front of Granddad and Mickey.
Me and Cousin L and The Brat made a hammock - very successfully and its only 13 days till Derby-Day so I finally sorted out Rent and Accomodation - only a month late.
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Following yesterday's debacle Aunt G and Granddad came to see Mum, they explained that it IS alzhemeirs that Nanny has got and perhaps when we've laughed at her and not taken real notice, we should have and realised that she was getting worse.
We're having a Crisis meeting tomorrow with all of them, trying to sort something out.
Mum's feeling terrible that we've not noticed and is upset that perhaps the last thing Nan'll remember is her "stealing" from her.
We're having a Crisis meeting tomorrow with all of them, trying to sort something out.
Mum's feeling terrible that we've not noticed and is upset that perhaps the last thing Nan'll remember is her "stealing" from her.
Friday, September 03, 2004
Random conversations that I have had with my Dad today.
Before we went to Nan and Granddad's we watched the Cricket, and Dad looked in the local paper. The News Shopper.
"ooh look at this?"
I look away from England, who look like they're collapsing and losing.
"What?"
"Someone's gonna commit a murder next year."
"Ey?"
Repeats line again. "Says so here."
I decide not to ask what drugs he's on, - none of us can pronounce it.
"What are you on about? Why would someone say they're gonna commit a murder a year before hand?"
"come and look see. We should tell the Police."
Dad drifts of into fantasy about the Sweeny and Starsky and Hutch.
I sigh and get up and read over shoulder.
"Err Dad."
"See!"
"Dad, this is the Year 2004, that date is 1995"
"Oh yeah. Don't tell anyone."
Much later, I watching Darren Gough get wickets like they're going outta fashion.
A fly is headbutting the mirror, it flies to the windowsill and hits it with such force it knocks itself out.
Me "Haha, silly bugger, that'll teach ya."
I get up and get a drink, when I return the fly is buzzing drunkenly, it flies into my hand and knocks itself out again.
Me. "Neat."
I take it into the garden, where Dad is watering the flowers, and lumbering around, looking like an old grey Frankenstein, with his hands by his side, not outstretched.
"Look Dad, It flew into my hand."
"Wow, do you know what you should do?"
I shake my head.
"Get a thin bit of string and tie it too its leg, you could keep it as a pet."
Me. "rrright."
Dad (warming to the subject.) "We could call it Marty."
"What?"
"Marty, you know, Marty McFly, like the Back to the Future guy."
Me. "I'm gonna leave it here to recover and I'm gonna go back indoors now and file for adoption."
I wish I was making these up. I think the drugs have addled his brains, IF he had any to start with
Before we went to Nan and Granddad's we watched the Cricket, and Dad looked in the local paper. The News Shopper.
"ooh look at this?"
I look away from England, who look like they're collapsing and losing.
"What?"
"Someone's gonna commit a murder next year."
"Ey?"
Repeats line again. "Says so here."
I decide not to ask what drugs he's on, - none of us can pronounce it.
"What are you on about? Why would someone say they're gonna commit a murder a year before hand?"
"come and look see. We should tell the Police."
Dad drifts of into fantasy about the Sweeny and Starsky and Hutch.
I sigh and get up and read over shoulder.
"Err Dad."
"See!"
"Dad, this is the Year 2004, that date is 1995"
"Oh yeah. Don't tell anyone."
Much later, I watching Darren Gough get wickets like they're going outta fashion.
A fly is headbutting the mirror, it flies to the windowsill and hits it with such force it knocks itself out.
Me "Haha, silly bugger, that'll teach ya."
I get up and get a drink, when I return the fly is buzzing drunkenly, it flies into my hand and knocks itself out again.
Me. "Neat."
I take it into the garden, where Dad is watering the flowers, and lumbering around, looking like an old grey Frankenstein, with his hands by his side, not outstretched.
"Look Dad, It flew into my hand."
"Wow, do you know what you should do?"
I shake my head.
"Get a thin bit of string and tie it too its leg, you could keep it as a pet."
Me. "rrright."
Dad (warming to the subject.) "We could call it Marty."
"What?"
"Marty, you know, Marty McFly, like the Back to the Future guy."
Me. "I'm gonna leave it here to recover and I'm gonna go back indoors now and file for adoption."
I wish I was making these up. I think the drugs have addled his brains, IF he had any to start with
My Mothership is upstairs crying her heart out.
My Nanny H had a stroke, possibly a year, eighteen months ago now, She's recovered pretty well, except she's going senile, and losing her memory.
She can't remember anything, she comes round to our house and picks up the paper, "ooh I havent read a paper in years."
15 minutes later... (after finishing the paper.)
"Oooh is that today's paper? I haven't read a paper in years."
She repeated this little routine about four times before she went home recently.
Things like that are funny, and although irritating, it don't harm no one.
My Mothership and Dad want to build an attic in our house, Its kinda funny thing really when you think that Dad could quite possibly be dead in a few months and outta all the things you'd think he'd wanna do, he wants to build a pond, finish the rockery and have an attic.
So we had plans drawn up, and since Easter have approached The Grandparents H to borrow the money to have it done.
Granddad H hadn't the money to hand but by sorting out his "paperwork" as he calls it he could get his hands on it.
Nanny H had the money sitting in the bank and it was arranged that we would borrow the money off of her and pay in back from January with £500 a month.
We're NOT the kinda of fuckers that'd rob them or cheat them in anyway. We've borrowed money off of them in the past and they know even if it would take us 20 years, we'd find a way of paying the money back.
So Mum got her heart set on the attic, happily choosing colours and bedding and stuff.
Yesterday Uncle M dropped round, asking what we'd do about Nanny, who he said had been getting bad again.
Her memory had improved since she stopped taking the pills, after going to the doctor as her "brain had been leaking from her nose" (In other words, a runny nose.)
He'd put her on other tablets, but Uncle M thinks that they have messed her mind up again and wanted us to all sit down and sort them out, make sure they werent doing anything stupid
We went round today to see how they were.
My Nanny cornered My Mum in the Hallway as soon as she walked through the door.
"You bitch, you've been stealing off of me, you've taken my money, lalala, blah, blah, blah"
Mum and Dad spent the next hour trying to explain that it was alright for them to take the money, that Nanny had agreed with it, we hadn't just stolen the book and helped ourselves and then left an IOU as Nanny seems to think we have.
Anyway We left them to it, Granddad trying to explain (and HIS sanity isn't the best either) to Nanny.
And Mum Cried.
Its not fair, not only have we got Dad to consider, We're been left to deal with them, who are going insane.
Uncle I goes out gets Granddad drunk, even though he can't drink on the pills he's on, Uncle J and M live in Gillingham and Sevenoaks and Aunt G and Uncle D don't really care either way, and like I, leave it up to Mum as she's nearest.
It's not fair on Mum or us and why can't anyone else see it? M and J try to help but they're about 45 mins away and its all down to us, we're the ones running around taking them to the doctors, dealing with Granddad when he gets drunk and I dumps him at our house, we're the ones who come across like the baddies.
- Yes i'm grumpy and annoyed, it didnt help with the Three foxes that were trampolining on the car and screeching for 2 hours last night, from 4.23 am outside MY window.
My Nanny H had a stroke, possibly a year, eighteen months ago now, She's recovered pretty well, except she's going senile, and losing her memory.
She can't remember anything, she comes round to our house and picks up the paper, "ooh I havent read a paper in years."
15 minutes later... (after finishing the paper.)
"Oooh is that today's paper? I haven't read a paper in years."
She repeated this little routine about four times before she went home recently.
Things like that are funny, and although irritating, it don't harm no one.
My Mothership and Dad want to build an attic in our house, Its kinda funny thing really when you think that Dad could quite possibly be dead in a few months and outta all the things you'd think he'd wanna do, he wants to build a pond, finish the rockery and have an attic.
So we had plans drawn up, and since Easter have approached The Grandparents H to borrow the money to have it done.
Granddad H hadn't the money to hand but by sorting out his "paperwork" as he calls it he could get his hands on it.
Nanny H had the money sitting in the bank and it was arranged that we would borrow the money off of her and pay in back from January with £500 a month.
We're NOT the kinda of fuckers that'd rob them or cheat them in anyway. We've borrowed money off of them in the past and they know even if it would take us 20 years, we'd find a way of paying the money back.
So Mum got her heart set on the attic, happily choosing colours and bedding and stuff.
Yesterday Uncle M dropped round, asking what we'd do about Nanny, who he said had been getting bad again.
Her memory had improved since she stopped taking the pills, after going to the doctor as her "brain had been leaking from her nose" (In other words, a runny nose.)
He'd put her on other tablets, but Uncle M thinks that they have messed her mind up again and wanted us to all sit down and sort them out, make sure they werent doing anything stupid
We went round today to see how they were.
My Nanny cornered My Mum in the Hallway as soon as she walked through the door.
"You bitch, you've been stealing off of me, you've taken my money, lalala, blah, blah, blah"
Mum and Dad spent the next hour trying to explain that it was alright for them to take the money, that Nanny had agreed with it, we hadn't just stolen the book and helped ourselves and then left an IOU as Nanny seems to think we have.
Anyway We left them to it, Granddad trying to explain (and HIS sanity isn't the best either) to Nanny.
And Mum Cried.
Its not fair, not only have we got Dad to consider, We're been left to deal with them, who are going insane.
Uncle I goes out gets Granddad drunk, even though he can't drink on the pills he's on, Uncle J and M live in Gillingham and Sevenoaks and Aunt G and Uncle D don't really care either way, and like I, leave it up to Mum as she's nearest.
It's not fair on Mum or us and why can't anyone else see it? M and J try to help but they're about 45 mins away and its all down to us, we're the ones running around taking them to the doctors, dealing with Granddad when he gets drunk and I dumps him at our house, we're the ones who come across like the baddies.
- Yes i'm grumpy and annoyed, it didnt help with the Three foxes that were trampolining on the car and screeching for 2 hours last night, from 4.23 am outside MY window.
Thursday, September 02, 2004
Gutted. Absolutely gutted.
I just found THE best job, working for the London Wildlife Trusts as an information Officer.
It needed people that could use Word and Excel and Access and GIS (I dunno what the last one is and only a vague idea on Access but still)
knowledge of biological recording methods and all the other shit, plus a degree and I'd have got £20,610 a YEAR!!!
Ok I've never had a job so don't know if that's good or not, but I guessed that minimum wage was probably about £8000 (correct me if i'm wrong)
I want to have saved AT LEAST £3k for me trip (possibly taking place in 2006) but OH My God!
It would have done me quite happily, without beating my own boat, and getting cocky, I could do the vast majority of it standing on my head (If i could stand on my head)
Absolutely Gutted.
But at least I know there are jobs out there in London for a zoologist which has cheered me up no end, If there's one availible now, there's gotta be one availble in January for me.
Hasnt there?
*mental note* Tell E about job 2moro, she could try for it.
I just found THE best job, working for the London Wildlife Trusts as an information Officer.
It needed people that could use Word and Excel and Access and GIS (I dunno what the last one is and only a vague idea on Access but still)
knowledge of biological recording methods and all the other shit, plus a degree and I'd have got £20,610 a YEAR!!!
Ok I've never had a job so don't know if that's good or not, but I guessed that minimum wage was probably about £8000 (correct me if i'm wrong)
I want to have saved AT LEAST £3k for me trip (possibly taking place in 2006) but OH My God!
It would have done me quite happily, without beating my own boat, and getting cocky, I could do the vast majority of it standing on my head (If i could stand on my head)
Absolutely Gutted.
But at least I know there are jobs out there in London for a zoologist which has cheered me up no end, If there's one availible now, there's gotta be one availble in January for me.
Hasnt there?
*mental note* Tell E about job 2moro, she could try for it.
* Why Thierry Henry is so popular in the Arse dressing-room by Arsene Wenger:“I would still fancy Thierry because he has tremendous penetration power.”
* Says Patrick Vieira on the current Arsenal squad: "We have a very beautiful team."Did anyone else notice that he didn’t say this last season when Ray Parlour and Martin Keown were still at Highbury?
www.arsenal.com full of wonderful little tit-bits like that.
* Says Patrick Vieira on the current Arsenal squad: "We have a very beautiful team."Did anyone else notice that he didn’t say this last season when Ray Parlour and Martin Keown were still at Highbury?
www.arsenal.com full of wonderful little tit-bits like that.
I just did the BBC test the nation type thing on your personality, I came across as an idealist, which means I'm spontaneous, cross barriers, am imaginative, I'm easily bored (YES!), gets lost easily (I got lost going on the bus to Woolwich and ended up in New Cross and another time I went home from the cinema in Well Hall which is a 35 min walk from my house via a 2 hour bus ride to Crystal Palace Park,) I like to find new routes for a route that I consider boring, I'm ruled by my heart and put others needs first and i'm introverted.
I think with these things it depends on the questions that you get to how you do and what your results are like, so I'm taking it all with a pinch of salt but all of those things seem right to me and checking with E, she says it all sounds like me, esp leaving things to the last min and getting lost!
I think with these things it depends on the questions that you get to how you do and what your results are like, so I'm taking it all with a pinch of salt but all of those things seem right to me and checking with E, she says it all sounds like me, esp leaving things to the last min and getting lost!
Poor Dad's suffering, says its worse than when he had the kidney out, he crawls around like an old man, obviously we're taking the mickey something chronic.
I've just been riding and now I feel shattered, Molly, the horse I ride most often, is difficult, I think she'd be better off as a one rider horse than a Riding school nag.
The little kids get over excited cos she goes fast and wind her up, and it doesnt take her much to get her wound up and then she's hopeless for the rest of the ride and it takes all my strength to calm her down and have some form of control.
I dunno what set her off today, It was only me and E, but she wasn't in a good frame of mind and got more and more stroppy as the time went on, bouncing on the spot and dancing at mysterious invisible(but not to her) Dragons in the corner.
Anyway, by the time I was finished I was sweaty, dirty (she gives good hugs) and barely able to stand with no strength whatsoever.
The best thing about toddling around in my riding clothes is the looks you get, I could understand if I was in full dressage gear or hunting outfit, but I wasnt'
I was just pootling down to the Standard to catch the 202, in a 5 year old Charlton shirt, old jodpurs and short dark boots and carrying my hat in my hand.
(Hello to the idiots in the Garage near to the Royal Oak!)
And the reaction you get is strange, my Brat hangs around with Goths and Rockers and says I get more of a reaction when I have my riding gear on.
People slow down in the car to stare and offer stupid comments.
(My favourites include What's it like to have 17 hands between your legs? and Do you want to have me in between your legs instead of a horse?)
People wont sit next to me on the bus (before I even get to the stables, and I don't get anymore dirty there, than you do walking your dogs in the park)
Its another good reason for me hurrying up and passing my driving test so I can run away from Idiots like that, plus as well, that most tolerant of factions - The Schoolkids got on the bus going home and gave me plenty of evil looks, sniggers and comments.
So yeah I'm knackered and going to lay down and have a little rest and watch Neighbours..
Since when did Neighbours episodes have titles?
I've just been riding and now I feel shattered, Molly, the horse I ride most often, is difficult, I think she'd be better off as a one rider horse than a Riding school nag.
The little kids get over excited cos she goes fast and wind her up, and it doesnt take her much to get her wound up and then she's hopeless for the rest of the ride and it takes all my strength to calm her down and have some form of control.
I dunno what set her off today, It was only me and E, but she wasn't in a good frame of mind and got more and more stroppy as the time went on, bouncing on the spot and dancing at mysterious invisible(but not to her) Dragons in the corner.
Anyway, by the time I was finished I was sweaty, dirty (she gives good hugs) and barely able to stand with no strength whatsoever.
The best thing about toddling around in my riding clothes is the looks you get, I could understand if I was in full dressage gear or hunting outfit, but I wasnt'
I was just pootling down to the Standard to catch the 202, in a 5 year old Charlton shirt, old jodpurs and short dark boots and carrying my hat in my hand.
(Hello to the idiots in the Garage near to the Royal Oak!)
And the reaction you get is strange, my Brat hangs around with Goths and Rockers and says I get more of a reaction when I have my riding gear on.
People slow down in the car to stare and offer stupid comments.
(My favourites include What's it like to have 17 hands between your legs? and Do you want to have me in between your legs instead of a horse?)
People wont sit next to me on the bus (before I even get to the stables, and I don't get anymore dirty there, than you do walking your dogs in the park)
Its another good reason for me hurrying up and passing my driving test so I can run away from Idiots like that, plus as well, that most tolerant of factions - The Schoolkids got on the bus going home and gave me plenty of evil looks, sniggers and comments.
So yeah I'm knackered and going to lay down and have a little rest and watch Neighbours..
Since when did Neighbours episodes have titles?
Someone sent me this as something they could see me doing, eeerr yeah. ok. I don't know if its true or just a story but its very funny.
Killer Biscuits wanted for attempted murder.
Lisa Burnett 23 a resident of San Diego was visiting her in-laws and while there went to pick up some groceries. Several people noticed her sitting in her car with the windows rolled up and both her eyes closed, with both hands behind the back of her head. one customer who had been at the store for a while became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that Lisa's eyes were now open and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was ok and Lisa replied that she'd been shot in the back of the head, and had been holding her brains in for the last hour, the man called the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Lisa refused to remove her hands from the back of her head. when they finally got into the car, they found that Lisa had a wad of Pilsbury bread dough on the back of her head.....
A pilsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat, making a loud noise that sounded like a gun shot and the wad of dough hit her in the back of the head. when she reached up to feel what it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains. She initially passed out, but quickly recovered and tried to hold her brains in for over an hour until someone noticed and came to her rescue. Lisa is blonde.
Killer Biscuits wanted for attempted murder.
Lisa Burnett 23 a resident of San Diego was visiting her in-laws and while there went to pick up some groceries. Several people noticed her sitting in her car with the windows rolled up and both her eyes closed, with both hands behind the back of her head. one customer who had been at the store for a while became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that Lisa's eyes were now open and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was ok and Lisa replied that she'd been shot in the back of the head, and had been holding her brains in for the last hour, the man called the paramedics, who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Lisa refused to remove her hands from the back of her head. when they finally got into the car, they found that Lisa had a wad of Pilsbury bread dough on the back of her head.....
A pilsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat, making a loud noise that sounded like a gun shot and the wad of dough hit her in the back of the head. when she reached up to feel what it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains. She initially passed out, but quickly recovered and tried to hold her brains in for over an hour until someone noticed and came to her rescue. Lisa is blonde.
Wednesday, September 01, 2004
If I was still angry and possibly a little obsessed with the career (or lack of) of a certain young midfielder I'd tell a story.
But I'm not angry or obsessed so I'll tell the story anyway. (lol)
This Midfielder was God in my eyes and I'm sure in a lot of others, he worked his way up from acedemy ranks to play premiership football at a nice South East London team, with many local rivals.
One day one of these rivals was brought by a Russian man who looks like a vampire and he had lots of money, which meant this other team could buy anyone they liked.
For some reason they seemed to have a fetish over midfielders, and this Midfielder was a very good midfielder.
So they asked if it was possible to buy him, the Nice South East London Club pointed out that The Midfielder was a key part of their team and would very much like to keep them.
However they had not considered The Midfielder, faced with a Lot of money, he decided that he would like to fuck over the team that had made him what he was, and demand a transfer, holding the team to ransom.
He claimed that this Big Money move would help his promising England Career and it was purely a football thing and became a pain in the backside.
Eventually it was decided for the sanity of everyone, including the Narrator of this tale that The Midfielder would go, although No one wanted the Midfielder to go.
Now The Midfielder is the most hated Midfielder of South East London, even beating those midfielder who play for Millwall and Palarse (who are just pitied.) and generally laughed at
His career has been reduced from Promising England potential, to playing Ipswich Town Reserves, and sitting on a bench picking splinters out of his arse.
However he has a Lot of Money and I'm sure he is very happy in his new home, although I wonder if sometimes he sits on that cold bench and wonders what would life have been like if he had stayed where he was, playing every game and being a valued member of the team.
Scott Parker. A living lesson that the grass is not always greener.
And I promise that is my last word on the subject. Unless the bastard plays against us, in which case I will be screaming for The Herminator to break his fucking money-grabbing legs.
(Over the top? possibly. Does he deserve it? Yes.)
But I'm not angry or obsessed so I'll tell the story anyway. (lol)
This Midfielder was God in my eyes and I'm sure in a lot of others, he worked his way up from acedemy ranks to play premiership football at a nice South East London team, with many local rivals.
One day one of these rivals was brought by a Russian man who looks like a vampire and he had lots of money, which meant this other team could buy anyone they liked.
For some reason they seemed to have a fetish over midfielders, and this Midfielder was a very good midfielder.
So they asked if it was possible to buy him, the Nice South East London Club pointed out that The Midfielder was a key part of their team and would very much like to keep them.
However they had not considered The Midfielder, faced with a Lot of money, he decided that he would like to fuck over the team that had made him what he was, and demand a transfer, holding the team to ransom.
He claimed that this Big Money move would help his promising England Career and it was purely a football thing and became a pain in the backside.
Eventually it was decided for the sanity of everyone, including the Narrator of this tale that The Midfielder would go, although No one wanted the Midfielder to go.
Now The Midfielder is the most hated Midfielder of South East London, even beating those midfielder who play for Millwall and Palarse (who are just pitied.) and generally laughed at
His career has been reduced from Promising England potential, to playing Ipswich Town Reserves, and sitting on a bench picking splinters out of his arse.
However he has a Lot of Money and I'm sure he is very happy in his new home, although I wonder if sometimes he sits on that cold bench and wonders what would life have been like if he had stayed where he was, playing every game and being a valued member of the team.
Scott Parker. A living lesson that the grass is not always greener.
And I promise that is my last word on the subject. Unless the bastard plays against us, in which case I will be screaming for The Herminator to break his fucking money-grabbing legs.
(Over the top? possibly. Does he deserve it? Yes.)
Blogger is a bitch.
I had my post already and pressed publish and it died, pretty sure it wasn't me messing up anyway.
Anyway, did you know I couldn't have anonymous (whoo - spelt it right twice now!) comments?
My poor legions of fans wanting to leave comments and not being able too. I think I've fixed the problem now and I shall be testing it, and preparing to be inundated (ok maybe not, I'm sure you've all got better things to do, like cleaning that toilet, its in a right state) with comments (nice ones please!)
Anyways.
Dad's back from hospital and in a worse state than when he went in. Not from the drug side effects though.
No he pulled all the muscles in his back out trying to open a window this morning.
*shakes head* Silly fucker.
He goes back tomorrow for Blood tests and again in 6 weeks time for a scan to look and see if the tumours have stopped growing or (please, please, please) actually reduced in size.
If The Three Musketeers are still growing in their happy little way then he comes off the drug straight away and we're back to square one.
So you can still look at that in a good way, if this trial doesnt work, we'll try something else and we can all breathe easily that I wont unwittingly bring home a case of Freshers Flu, Mum something from her Nursery Brats and Brat from the Waterfront.
(This seemed a lot better written when I had it the 1st time)
Anyway lets see if I can test out this anonymous comments lark and if Blogger just dares to fuck up again, I'll.... I'll.... do somthing bad and then it'll be sorry.
And have you noticed how many times Anyway seems to be coming up, maybe its my new favourite word...
Anyway....
I had my post already and pressed publish and it died, pretty sure it wasn't me messing up anyway.
Anyway, did you know I couldn't have anonymous (whoo - spelt it right twice now!) comments?
My poor legions of fans wanting to leave comments and not being able too. I think I've fixed the problem now and I shall be testing it, and preparing to be inundated (ok maybe not, I'm sure you've all got better things to do, like cleaning that toilet, its in a right state) with comments (nice ones please!)
Anyways.
Dad's back from hospital and in a worse state than when he went in. Not from the drug side effects though.
No he pulled all the muscles in his back out trying to open a window this morning.
*shakes head* Silly fucker.
He goes back tomorrow for Blood tests and again in 6 weeks time for a scan to look and see if the tumours have stopped growing or (please, please, please) actually reduced in size.
If The Three Musketeers are still growing in their happy little way then he comes off the drug straight away and we're back to square one.
So you can still look at that in a good way, if this trial doesnt work, we'll try something else and we can all breathe easily that I wont unwittingly bring home a case of Freshers Flu, Mum something from her Nursery Brats and Brat from the Waterfront.
(This seemed a lot better written when I had it the 1st time)
Anyway lets see if I can test out this anonymous comments lark and if Blogger just dares to fuck up again, I'll.... I'll.... do somthing bad and then it'll be sorry.
And have you noticed how many times Anyway seems to be coming up, maybe its my new favourite word...
Anyway....
The Daily Mirror's Sue Carroll: 'To this end he [Freddie Shepherd] plans, it's rumoured, to install Alan Shearer - whose eyes are too close together for my liking - as player/manager'.
Rrrriiiggghhht.
Whats the big deal with Shearer anyway? Its like he's God or something, Yeah he's good but I can't be the only one who thinks he's over-rated.
He or the fans throw a paddy if he doesnt play, if he's even dared to be put on the sub's bench, there's an outcry and Gullit/Robson gets the sack.
Its definately a case of being bigger than the club.
SShheessh listen to me! Anyone would think I had a vague idea what I was going on about.
Wonder how its going down the hospital?
Wonder if Dad'll be coming home tonight?
Rrrriiiggghhht.
Whats the big deal with Shearer anyway? Its like he's God or something, Yeah he's good but I can't be the only one who thinks he's over-rated.
He or the fans throw a paddy if he doesnt play, if he's even dared to be put on the sub's bench, there's an outcry and Gullit/Robson gets the sack.
Its definately a case of being bigger than the club.
SShheessh listen to me! Anyone would think I had a vague idea what I was going on about.
Wonder how its going down the hospital?
Wonder if Dad'll be coming home tonight?
Just think...
This is potentially the last Summer Holiday I get.
For the last 15/16 (my maths is SOOOO poor) years I have had 6 weeks off for the summer, then I went to uni and lost my Half term weeks but gained nearly 3 months off for Summer.
This time next summer I want a job, I don't care what kind of job, Shelf stacking will do, I want preferably of course to have a job in zoology but I am prepared to do that voluntarily until I get experience.
I want to be planning my trip.
I'm already preparing, I was listening to Men At work on VH1 (With possibly the best line ever in a song. - Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot four and full of muscles I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich.)
The house STILL stinks nearly 24hrs later. YUCK, YUCK and triple YUCK.
This is potentially the last Summer Holiday I get.
For the last 15/16 (my maths is SOOOO poor) years I have had 6 weeks off for the summer, then I went to uni and lost my Half term weeks but gained nearly 3 months off for Summer.
This time next summer I want a job, I don't care what kind of job, Shelf stacking will do, I want preferably of course to have a job in zoology but I am prepared to do that voluntarily until I get experience.
I want to be planning my trip.
I'm already preparing, I was listening to Men At work on VH1 (With possibly the best line ever in a song. - Buying bread from a man in Brussels He was six foot four and full of muscles I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich.)
The house STILL stinks nearly 24hrs later. YUCK, YUCK and triple YUCK.
When me and MH went to see the Ireland games at the Valley a few months ago we went early as is her custom, in order to collect some autographs of the players.
Apart from seeing Mark Kinsella and collecting his autograph I wasn't too fussed about the others, We pounced upon Matty Holland and asked him to pose for photos.
She recently sent them to me with some of the others from when we took her sight seeing and some from the last time all four of us were in York.
Anyway, I blew one up and printed out Matty to show Mothership and Dad and now he looks at me from the mantlepiece.
He's also the picture on my MSN (I ran a competition with those non football mates of mine to see if they could name him)
Anyhoo
MH - God Matty's sexy
Me - Yeah, (thoughtfully) like a little chipmunk
Am I the only one who sees the resemblance?
Apart from seeing Mark Kinsella and collecting his autograph I wasn't too fussed about the others, We pounced upon Matty Holland and asked him to pose for photos.
She recently sent them to me with some of the others from when we took her sight seeing and some from the last time all four of us were in York.
Anyway, I blew one up and printed out Matty to show Mothership and Dad and now he looks at me from the mantlepiece.
He's also the picture on my MSN (I ran a competition with those non football mates of mine to see if they could name him)
Anyhoo
MH - God Matty's sexy
Me - Yeah, (thoughtfully) like a little chipmunk
Am I the only one who sees the resemblance?
Can you keep a secret?
Well I think I *may* have worked out why we nearly had a visit from Greenwich Firemen yesterday (Or do they come from Eltham or Lewisham nowadays since they closed the one on Shooters Hill?)
While making me noodles I boiled the water as usual and I can't remember where and if I actually put the water in the jug.
That could *possibly* be the reason why the house still stinks.
But I'm not going to say that to Mum who Is treating it as an Unexplained Microwave Incident, They are already laughing at me as it is.
Only 18 days left till I go back to Derby, I gotta sort out my loan and housing ASAP!
Well I think I *may* have worked out why we nearly had a visit from Greenwich Firemen yesterday (Or do they come from Eltham or Lewisham nowadays since they closed the one on Shooters Hill?)
While making me noodles I boiled the water as usual and I can't remember where and if I actually put the water in the jug.
That could *possibly* be the reason why the house still stinks.
But I'm not going to say that to Mum who Is treating it as an Unexplained Microwave Incident, They are already laughing at me as it is.
Only 18 days left till I go back to Derby, I gotta sort out my loan and housing ASAP!
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Well Mum got in about half nine, Uncle G dropping her off and one of those Hayes manual book things so we can take (basic) care of Marvin.
Dad finally got a bed about 5-ish which meant it was far too late to start the drug test but they took blood test and hopefully will get it done tomorrow and he won't need to stay in any longer than what they said originally.
You can use your own opinions about the NHS / bed situation if you like, I'm not going to comment cos I'm grateful that the very first time, the most serious (so far) they found him the bed and did not send him home when he wanted to go, thinking that there was nothing wrong with him.
Anyway, He's ok, he's got aches and pains in his side but those are the kinda pains that normally come up when he's scared and worried about something.
Its a very scary thing, they're basically giving him a drug for people with Crohms disease which takes away his immune system, being told that a simple cold can kill you as a result of this drug is kinda freaky.
But as he says the first trial worked ok on 8 out of 16 people, and if you work on that principle I guess the odds are good, and even if it gives him another month (with a good quality of life, I'm not talking about another month in a hospital ward) then surely those odds are worth taking?
Mum took me setting the microwave alight pretty well, I told her when she rang so she could do her nut at the hospital (very quietly) and be over the most of her temper by the time she got home.
And it worked she just told me not to touch the microwave again (a bit of a trauma cos I do most of me cooking on that) and lit some candles and sprayed some freshener around to get rid of the smell.
Full round of applause must go to The Brat for actually noticing the smoke and smell (he was upstairs I was downstairs), if he hadn't have come running down the stairs when he did; God only knows what would have happened.
Mum's going back up the hospital tomorrow, hopefully she'll come home with Dad.
Dad finally got a bed about 5-ish which meant it was far too late to start the drug test but they took blood test and hopefully will get it done tomorrow and he won't need to stay in any longer than what they said originally.
You can use your own opinions about the NHS / bed situation if you like, I'm not going to comment cos I'm grateful that the very first time, the most serious (so far) they found him the bed and did not send him home when he wanted to go, thinking that there was nothing wrong with him.
Anyway, He's ok, he's got aches and pains in his side but those are the kinda pains that normally come up when he's scared and worried about something.
Its a very scary thing, they're basically giving him a drug for people with Crohms disease which takes away his immune system, being told that a simple cold can kill you as a result of this drug is kinda freaky.
But as he says the first trial worked ok on 8 out of 16 people, and if you work on that principle I guess the odds are good, and even if it gives him another month (with a good quality of life, I'm not talking about another month in a hospital ward) then surely those odds are worth taking?
Mum took me setting the microwave alight pretty well, I told her when she rang so she could do her nut at the hospital (very quietly) and be over the most of her temper by the time she got home.
And it worked she just told me not to touch the microwave again (a bit of a trauma cos I do most of me cooking on that) and lit some candles and sprayed some freshener around to get rid of the smell.
Full round of applause must go to The Brat for actually noticing the smoke and smell (he was upstairs I was downstairs), if he hadn't have come running down the stairs when he did; God only knows what would have happened.
Mum's going back up the hospital tomorrow, hopefully she'll come home with Dad.
whats the best way to explain to your already frazzled and stressed mother that you blew up her microwave, possibly damaging it irrapairably, ruining a plastic jug and making the house stink of smoke and melted plastic?
By the way I've done noodles in a jug loads of times before and never had any hint of a problem, its not just my shit cooking skills.
I'm all shaky now.
By the way I've done noodles in a jug loads of times before and never had any hint of a problem, its not just my shit cooking skills.
I'm all shaky now.
I'm spending a lot of the day bouncing through the various music channels fighting over who watches what with The Brat.
And while I'm still pissed off with Brian wassisname, Peter Andre, its time to feel my wrath...
stop hiding in the corner there and come and receive your punishment for putting Insania in my head.
Now somehow I missed out on you the 1st time round, but I'm sure Mysterious Girl was as cheesy and vile the first time round.
Insania could have been ok if you hadn't had insisted on singing it every 5 minutes on I'm a Celebrity, pretending that you had made it up there when really it was something you'd done a few years ago.
Now I'm a reasonable person and if you wanted another go at your five minutes of fame, well you can have it, but that was 25 minutes ago now bugger off.
What the fuck is this new thing of yours? Some stupid ballad and if that's Jordan (need a bloke to help me on this one) that's even worse and vomit making. Its bollocks mate, no its worse than that its total trampwank. Go back to the jungle and stay there, go back to working at TK Max or whatever it was you was doing before I'm a Celebrity.
Go. Now. Before I start burning voodoo dolls of you.
*Takes deep breaths and stops clinging on to the side of the chair, turns music channels off and finds the Scooby doo show*
And while I'm still pissed off with Brian wassisname, Peter Andre, its time to feel my wrath...
stop hiding in the corner there and come and receive your punishment for putting Insania in my head.
Now somehow I missed out on you the 1st time round, but I'm sure Mysterious Girl was as cheesy and vile the first time round.
Insania could have been ok if you hadn't had insisted on singing it every 5 minutes on I'm a Celebrity, pretending that you had made it up there when really it was something you'd done a few years ago.
Now I'm a reasonable person and if you wanted another go at your five minutes of fame, well you can have it, but that was 25 minutes ago now bugger off.
What the fuck is this new thing of yours? Some stupid ballad and if that's Jordan (need a bloke to help me on this one) that's even worse and vomit making. Its bollocks mate, no its worse than that its total trampwank. Go back to the jungle and stay there, go back to working at TK Max or whatever it was you was doing before I'm a Celebrity.
Go. Now. Before I start burning voodoo dolls of you.
*Takes deep breaths and stops clinging on to the side of the chair, turns music channels off and finds the Scooby doo show*
I miss the olympics, I'm having severe withdrawl symptoms.
I loved waking up and watching whatever was on, no matter how trivial, even if we weren't in medal contention for Bed making or whatever, it was great, there was always something worth watching.
Now i'm reduced to my kid TV shows and although Dora the Explorer is very entertaining in a irriatating kinda way it was also educational.
I now know that pequano is little in Spanish, I took spanish for 2 years in school and I think I've learnt more from watching Dora the Explorer and The Terminator
"Hola!"
"Gracias"
"Grande"
"Hasta la vista!"
"pequano"
Yup, a few more shows and i'll be fluent.
Mum rang earlier about Dad, they had a problem with some a ward and had to clear it, meaning that now they can't find a bed.
So Mothership and Dad are going for a pootle for an hour or so to come back and see if there's a bed free.
I loved waking up and watching whatever was on, no matter how trivial, even if we weren't in medal contention for Bed making or whatever, it was great, there was always something worth watching.
Now i'm reduced to my kid TV shows and although Dora the Explorer is very entertaining in a irriatating kinda way it was also educational.
I now know that pequano is little in Spanish, I took spanish for 2 years in school and I think I've learnt more from watching Dora the Explorer and The Terminator
"Hola!"
"Gracias"
"Grande"
"Hasta la vista!"
"pequano"
Yup, a few more shows and i'll be fluent.
Mum rang earlier about Dad, they had a problem with some a ward and had to clear it, meaning that now they can't find a bed.
So Mothership and Dad are going for a pootle for an hour or so to come back and see if there's a bed free.
Random thoughts----
Freddie Shepherd, May 16 2004:
"Bobby has another 12 months left on his contract and everyone knows that. That's a fact. You don't sack Sir Bobby Robson."
Isn't BedShaped by Keane really, really lovely? I know i'm sorta jumping on the bandwagon here, but Keane are cool, even if when you see the lead singer, you just want to pinch his cheeks and give him 50p to spend at the sweet shop.
Vienetta and mustard?
Not a good combination - damn you Brat!
FAO that fat exPondscum guy - Brian, Bryan what ever the fuck you call yourself, If it was such a big deal and trauma for you to be in a million-billion pound "band" why did you sign up in the first place?
Come on what were you expecting it to be like?
Dont come whinging to me and singing a song about what a nightmare it was, bollock off and get a normal job.
Showbiz dinners and the free champagne Men in suits who think they know it all No one knows me but they know my name That's not real to me Hotel lobby to the aeroplane Another country but they start to look the same Watch the world behind a windowpane That's not real to meWhen I see my babies run When all the madness has been and gone I'll raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me (real to me)
And why havent we signed anyone yet?
Freddie Shepherd, May 16 2004:
"Bobby has another 12 months left on his contract and everyone knows that. That's a fact. You don't sack Sir Bobby Robson."
Isn't BedShaped by Keane really, really lovely? I know i'm sorta jumping on the bandwagon here, but Keane are cool, even if when you see the lead singer, you just want to pinch his cheeks and give him 50p to spend at the sweet shop.
Vienetta and mustard?
Not a good combination - damn you Brat!
FAO that fat exPondscum guy - Brian, Bryan what ever the fuck you call yourself, If it was such a big deal and trauma for you to be in a million-billion pound "band" why did you sign up in the first place?
Come on what were you expecting it to be like?
Dont come whinging to me and singing a song about what a nightmare it was, bollock off and get a normal job.
Showbiz dinners and the free champagne Men in suits who think they know it all No one knows me but they know my name That's not real to me Hotel lobby to the aeroplane Another country but they start to look the same Watch the world behind a windowpane That's not real to meWhen I see my babies run When all the madness has been and gone I'll raise my family and live in peace Now that's what's real to me (real to me)
And why havent we signed anyone yet?
Today is transfer deadline day.....
I figure if i sit in front of Sky Sports News long enough, i can some how telepathically get them to ignore the whole Wayne Rooney/Bobby Robson stories and have an interview with Curbs saying that he has signed at least 2 world class drop-down-dead-in-astonishment defenders, for prices so cheap you think he's been conned.
I can then breathe easy and sit back and smirk when opposing forwards make a run as these defenders will be so hard (but fair - no silly bookings or red cards) that as soon as they look at Henry/Smith/Rooney/fill in your own striker, the striker will pale with fright, as soon as the defender starts to trot towards the opposing striker they will fill their shorts, leave the ball for fear of being tackled and run and beg their manager to be subbed.
I dreamed about it - therefore it must be true and WILL happen, I just need to be patient.
(ok i dreamed about it when I was such a defender and it was Micheal Owen and this dream was 2 years ago, but who cares about details?)
I figure if i sit in front of Sky Sports News long enough, i can some how telepathically get them to ignore the whole Wayne Rooney/Bobby Robson stories and have an interview with Curbs saying that he has signed at least 2 world class drop-down-dead-in-astonishment defenders, for prices so cheap you think he's been conned.
I can then breathe easy and sit back and smirk when opposing forwards make a run as these defenders will be so hard (but fair - no silly bookings or red cards) that as soon as they look at Henry/Smith/Rooney/fill in your own striker, the striker will pale with fright, as soon as the defender starts to trot towards the opposing striker they will fill their shorts, leave the ball for fear of being tackled and run and beg their manager to be subbed.
I dreamed about it - therefore it must be true and WILL happen, I just need to be patient.
(ok i dreamed about it when I was such a defender and it was Micheal Owen and this dream was 2 years ago, but who cares about details?)
Monday, August 30, 2004
Daddy's off to hospital tomorrow, just for 24 hours, he's going to have/ or has had the heaf test for TB, tomorrow he goes to the Marsden and they will inject, or put in via a drip this new drug thing.
They're off to get Marvin now.
Expect lots of ramble and shit tonight and tomorrow as I try and find ways to distract myself and not worry
They're off to get Marvin now.
Expect lots of ramble and shit tonight and tomorrow as I try and find ways to distract myself and not worry
How exciting!
The Very, very, extremely kind and nice Inspector Sands is sending me via email code linky things to hopefully get them on my blog and working.
Here's hoping i'll be able to follow that rather than Blogger's instructions, honestly sometimes I wonder how I manage to get dressed in the morning without aid!
(I always knew if i complained enough someone would take pity on me)
The Very, very, extremely kind and nice Inspector Sands is sending me via email code linky things to hopefully get them on my blog and working.
Here's hoping i'll be able to follow that rather than Blogger's instructions, honestly sometimes I wonder how I manage to get dressed in the morning without aid!
(I always knew if i complained enough someone would take pity on me)
last night I was putting my birds away and one of the refugees' from Nanny, Sid (Vicious) - Ask The Brat - was flapping around, when it tried to reinact a scene from The Birds.
It tried to land on my glasses, why it chose that particular landing space I don't know, but it was a bit freaky seeing this budgie with claws out stretched, wings flapping and beak out going for my eyes was a bit freaky.
Then it got me to thinking, the night before I watched C4's 100 scariest moments, mainly to avoid watching MOTD and us losing.
A lot of people think The Birds is scary and I think it was number 43, (The Winner was "Hereeee's Johnnnnnny!" From The Shining).
I've seen a lot of horror movies, from IT to Candyman via such under rated classics as Witch Story and CubbyHouse, I love them all although they rarely make me jump, and I get more enjoyment out of watching others like MH jump and squeak at frights, so what would be MY top 5 scariest moments?
So here they are.
5. I couldn't decide between The smurfs - Childhood trauma dont want to talk about it - or the Child catcher, I still hate Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and I think that wins overall. (that was 37)
4. - The Bit in Jaws where the head pops out of the sunken boat, I couldn't look down the plughole for ages and I was only 6 the first time I saw that film in my defense
3. Sloth from The Goonies - I couldn't watch that film for years.
2. Watership Down, one of those animated films that you think are for kids but are most definately NOT, General Woundwort, The Black Rabbit, Holly's account of what happened in the Warren and the song "Bright eyes" which is genuinely creepy.
1. The Judderman - from the Metz adverts.
I dunno what this says about me, possibly that I was a strange child seeing I'm still freaked out by Sloth.
But the Judderman? That's fairly recent and oh dear.... its all coming back.....
"Beware the Judderman my dear, when the moon is fat"......
I'm going to hide behind my pillow now.
It tried to land on my glasses, why it chose that particular landing space I don't know, but it was a bit freaky seeing this budgie with claws out stretched, wings flapping and beak out going for my eyes was a bit freaky.
Then it got me to thinking, the night before I watched C4's 100 scariest moments, mainly to avoid watching MOTD and us losing.
A lot of people think The Birds is scary and I think it was number 43, (The Winner was "Hereeee's Johnnnnnny!" From The Shining).
I've seen a lot of horror movies, from IT to Candyman via such under rated classics as Witch Story and CubbyHouse, I love them all although they rarely make me jump, and I get more enjoyment out of watching others like MH jump and squeak at frights, so what would be MY top 5 scariest moments?
So here they are.
5. I couldn't decide between The smurfs - Childhood trauma dont want to talk about it - or the Child catcher, I still hate Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and I think that wins overall. (that was 37)
4. - The Bit in Jaws where the head pops out of the sunken boat, I couldn't look down the plughole for ages and I was only 6 the first time I saw that film in my defense
3. Sloth from The Goonies - I couldn't watch that film for years.
2. Watership Down, one of those animated films that you think are for kids but are most definately NOT, General Woundwort, The Black Rabbit, Holly's account of what happened in the Warren and the song "Bright eyes" which is genuinely creepy.
1. The Judderman - from the Metz adverts.
I dunno what this says about me, possibly that I was a strange child seeing I'm still freaked out by Sloth.
But the Judderman? That's fairly recent and oh dear.... its all coming back.....
"Beware the Judderman my dear, when the moon is fat"......
I'm going to hide behind my pillow now.
Sunday, August 29, 2004
When I'm at home I spend a lot of time on the laptop in the living room watching whatever crap happens to be on the telly, playing solitaire - my biggest addiction since Tetris -, and reading other blogs - which I still can't put up as I don't know how to get links to other sites up.
I still can't work out if i like other people being able to read this as its more of a personal journal, than random happy gibberish but it seems other people do look at this, I already know of one - Charlton Lass and Inspector Sands of Casino Avenue has looked in on this once and I know I'm linked to other Addicks blog's, but I'm not sure if any of those read this...
Anyway, while catching up on some of the other Blogs to read their opinions on the Villa match I find that Jakartass reads this and prefers it over some of the others.
Which is a nice ego boost.
I wish I could get some other links to some of the sites i read but I can't.
Again, If anyone would like to talk me through step by step exactly how to get them up, I would be very grateful.
Seeing as I seem incapable of following Blogger's instructions.
I still can't work out if i like other people being able to read this as its more of a personal journal, than random happy gibberish but it seems other people do look at this, I already know of one - Charlton Lass and Inspector Sands of Casino Avenue has looked in on this once and I know I'm linked to other Addicks blog's, but I'm not sure if any of those read this...
Anyway, while catching up on some of the other Blogs to read their opinions on the Villa match I find that Jakartass reads this and prefers it over some of the others.
Which is a nice ego boost.
I wish I could get some other links to some of the sites i read but I can't.
Again, If anyone would like to talk me through step by step exactly how to get them up, I would be very grateful.
Seeing as I seem incapable of following Blogger's instructions.
according to Scubatime, I can learn to dive for £125, in Greenwich too, be able to get there cos of Marvin the Metro that will be mine or The Brat's if we pass.
Its something to think about, I loved the try dives we did in Lanzarote, learning to dive in The docklands though is slightly different from the Canary Islands though!
Its something to think about, I loved the try dives we did in Lanzarote, learning to dive in The docklands though is slightly different from the Canary Islands though!
So I've been doing a lot of thinking.
And the main thing is I've accepted what I've always known deep down; I WILL come home after uni rather than moving to Sheffield with MH.
1 - it means I'll be able to take care of everyone here.
2- I'll be able to save more, less rent and stuff.
3 - E said she'll look into getting me a job with her, ok i know this aint a guarantee but its more than I had in Sheff.
I finish uni in January, that'll give me a year to save some pennies together for me and E to go see W and B in New Zealand, maybe take the Mothership, help her get out and about after Dad.
(of course this is mainly dependent on Dad keeping to schedule and kicking the bucket as planned, knowing him though he'll go on for ages yet)
Maybe W can sort us out some courses to go on, some voluntary stuff maybe I know there's a national park nearby.
Maybe we can go travelling around the island, I'd love to see where LOTR was filmed...
Then go to Australia, I'd like to tour there and maybe work my way across.
E's not so keen on that, although she'd like to see the Barrier reef.
I'd like someone to come with me, maybe I could talk her into coming. LF has said he'd like to travel and if we meet up sometime soon, I'll tell him of my plans and if he wants to come he's more than welcome.
Maybe The Lizard or Oldest Friend would like to come, or even The Brat.
I know its going to be hard and I know its only dreams at the mo and dreams are easy, but I feel more settled in my head now, having a plan, knowing what I'm going to do or try to achieve and fingers crossed I will get there.
And the main thing is I've accepted what I've always known deep down; I WILL come home after uni rather than moving to Sheffield with MH.
1 - it means I'll be able to take care of everyone here.
2- I'll be able to save more, less rent and stuff.
3 - E said she'll look into getting me a job with her, ok i know this aint a guarantee but its more than I had in Sheff.
I finish uni in January, that'll give me a year to save some pennies together for me and E to go see W and B in New Zealand, maybe take the Mothership, help her get out and about after Dad.
(of course this is mainly dependent on Dad keeping to schedule and kicking the bucket as planned, knowing him though he'll go on for ages yet)
Maybe W can sort us out some courses to go on, some voluntary stuff maybe I know there's a national park nearby.
Maybe we can go travelling around the island, I'd love to see where LOTR was filmed...
Then go to Australia, I'd like to tour there and maybe work my way across.
E's not so keen on that, although she'd like to see the Barrier reef.
I'd like someone to come with me, maybe I could talk her into coming. LF has said he'd like to travel and if we meet up sometime soon, I'll tell him of my plans and if he wants to come he's more than welcome.
Maybe The Lizard or Oldest Friend would like to come, or even The Brat.
I know its going to be hard and I know its only dreams at the mo and dreams are easy, but I feel more settled in my head now, having a plan, knowing what I'm going to do or try to achieve and fingers crossed I will get there.
Saturday, August 21, 2004
Probably wont be writing anything down for the next week, although I'll probably be bouncing home at some point.
The normal ordinary me is leaping heroically into action, into a nice telephone box (how come the ones in Superman were never vandalised!?)
And I will be speeding to E's rescue in the Morning.
So yeah.
BRB!
The normal ordinary me is leaping heroically into action, into a nice telephone box (how come the ones in Superman were never vandalised!?)
And I will be speeding to E's rescue in the Morning.
So yeah.
BRB!
I'm gonna stop dribbling on about LF on here other than to mention him in a mate way.
Its doing my head in now.
I have a confession to make...
A secret and sordid one, I actually really like Cliff Richard.
Yeah I know, but come on, some of the stuff he's done is Legend.
Its so funny, Young ones, Wired for Sound, Summer Holiday, Bachelor Boys, Devil Woman, Living Doll, Carrie.
I love them all, but it makes me feel dirty for saying so, Only those ones mind, Ah-hem, now i've cleansed my soul I'm gonna listen to Survivour and "Eye of the Tiger"
Its doing my head in now.
I have a confession to make...
A secret and sordid one, I actually really like Cliff Richard.
Yeah I know, but come on, some of the stuff he's done is Legend.
Its so funny, Young ones, Wired for Sound, Summer Holiday, Bachelor Boys, Devil Woman, Living Doll, Carrie.
I love them all, but it makes me feel dirty for saying so, Only those ones mind, Ah-hem, now i've cleansed my soul I'm gonna listen to Survivour and "Eye of the Tiger"
Today has been a good one for a sport fan.
I was up at thecrack of Dawn. 7am, to see the British Womans rowing thingy, we won a silver and a bronze. I wasn't really paying much attention to tell the truth, cos all my energies were focused on sending "sink" vibes to Everyone but us in the coxless 4's.
and Oh my God! How nerve wracking was it? I thought the play-off final was bad, the Mixed badminton Finals was torture, with me dancing round my bed, but this was sheer agony!
We won by something like 2cm!
It made the final in the 2000 olympics seem like we had won by 3 or 4 boat lengths.
Afterwards Matthew Pinsent cracked up and sobbed while getting the medals, Bless. You could even hear Steven Redgrave telling him to behave or he'd set him off, and you can understand why, after all those years, he must have wondered if it was possible to win a Gold without him and the pressure and grief he would have got if he hadn't got a gold must have been immense.
Then After I had dragged myself out of bed and down to the Standard to get bird seed and came back in time for Football Focus and to see Ben Anslie set off on his quest for Gold.
So there it was, 2 golds, 1 silver and a bronze and in between keeping up to date with the olympic Athletic heats, We were flicking back and forth to The Cricket.
We won that, after we had to come in and bat again, In order to score the ONE RUN we needed to win.
Then E came and It was time to trot down to The Valley.
I love that first home game of the season, you come into the stands and see The West Stand and Covered End (in my case) filled with Red shirts and singing Valley Floyd Road (mercifully we missed The Real Thing) and you smile and think. "God I've missed this."
Down to my Seat and Scary Matthew told me that he had graduated with a 2:2, which is ace.
The game itself was a little dull.
I can see Luke Young and Rommedahl linking up well, cos they're both pacy and Murphy seemed a little frustating to me, cos he didn't seem fully fit.
Uncle I spent a great deal of the game abusing Euell, who is NOT one of his favourite players.
I'm not going to go into full detail of the game cos its all on the Charlton website.
But I was very relived to score first as I felt that was going to be decisive and their equaliser was pretty good and I don't think Deano had much chance with it.
Their own goal (Unsworth) was a scuffed shot that slithered under Shaka Hislop's armpit.
So of course there was a lot of stick going HIS way for the rest of the match.
Came home to find we've won ANOTHER gold medal for cycling and the results of the equestrian appeal had been decided with the Gold going to Leslie Law and us getting Silver overall, so fairness prevailed.
I've just watched Kelly Sotherton pick up bronze in the Heptathon and it was a shame that Denise Lewis had to pull out and I think that's the end of her career now.
Paula Radcliffe in the Marathon tomorrow, so fingers crossed for that!
Bring on Wednesday night and Villa at home, which I think is going to be a hard one, I predict one nil to us.
I was up at the
and Oh my God! How nerve wracking was it? I thought the play-off final was bad, the Mixed badminton Finals was torture, with me dancing round my bed, but this was sheer agony!
We won by something like 2cm!
It made the final in the 2000 olympics seem like we had won by 3 or 4 boat lengths.
Afterwards Matthew Pinsent cracked up and sobbed while getting the medals, Bless. You could even hear Steven Redgrave telling him to behave or he'd set him off, and you can understand why, after all those years, he must have wondered if it was possible to win a Gold without him and the pressure and grief he would have got if he hadn't got a gold must have been immense.
Then After I had dragged myself out of bed and down to the Standard to get bird seed and came back in time for Football Focus and to see Ben Anslie set off on his quest for Gold.
So there it was, 2 golds, 1 silver and a bronze and in between keeping up to date with the olympic Athletic heats, We were flicking back and forth to The Cricket.
We won that, after we had to come in and bat again, In order to score the ONE RUN we needed to win.
Then E came and It was time to trot down to The Valley.
I love that first home game of the season, you come into the stands and see The West Stand and Covered End (in my case) filled with Red shirts and singing Valley Floyd Road (mercifully we missed The Real Thing) and you smile and think. "God I've missed this."
Down to my Seat and Scary Matthew told me that he had graduated with a 2:2, which is ace.
The game itself was a little dull.
I can see Luke Young and Rommedahl linking up well, cos they're both pacy and Murphy seemed a little frustating to me, cos he didn't seem fully fit.
Uncle I spent a great deal of the game abusing Euell, who is NOT one of his favourite players.
I'm not going to go into full detail of the game cos its all on the Charlton website.
But I was very relived to score first as I felt that was going to be decisive and their equaliser was pretty good and I don't think Deano had much chance with it.
Their own goal (Unsworth) was a scuffed shot that slithered under Shaka Hislop's armpit.
So of course there was a lot of stick going HIS way for the rest of the match.
Came home to find we've won ANOTHER gold medal for cycling and the results of the equestrian appeal had been decided with the Gold going to Leslie Law and us getting Silver overall, so fairness prevailed.
I've just watched Kelly Sotherton pick up bronze in the Heptathon and it was a shame that Denise Lewis had to pull out and I think that's the end of her career now.
Paula Radcliffe in the Marathon tomorrow, so fingers crossed for that!
Bring on Wednesday night and Villa at home, which I think is going to be a hard one, I predict one nil to us.
At long last Justice has been done...
Those lives that have be wrecked, hounded unfairly, can now try and rebuild.
Oh yes....
The A-Team have been cleared of all charges.
One can only wonder at why it has taken so long.
Those lives that have be wrecked, hounded unfairly, can now try and rebuild.
Oh yes....
The A-Team have been cleared of all charges.
One can only wonder at why it has taken so long.
Friday, August 20, 2004
Went to London Zoo today to see the Komodo dragons, and I'd like to point out that we had nothing to do with the dragons being reduced to one.
It was just going to be me and E but both our Motherships somehow got involved in the act.
Went on my first ride on the Explosive Bendy Buses. A 453 takes you all the way and my sneaky hint is that you *can* get away without paying for riding on them.
Ahem.
Got to play with my camera phone some more, taking pictures of the animals, lots of the Arabian Oryx, which kinda puts all those boring weeks in Wildlife conservation sorta worthwhile.
Some of "Dory" from Finding Nemo and made a fool of myself by shouting to E to come and look at Dory while American Tourists giggled at me. Also some of the pygmy goats and a few different birds, the rest were a bit dodgey and didnt come out the best.
The Meerkats and Otters are great, I loved watching them play and the Meerkats watching out for baddies.
The monkeys are not great to me, I can see why people get fasinated by them and the whole "Closest living relatives" thing, but I'm more into the animaly-animals.
I like the hooved animals, giraffes and antelopes kinda things.
I try and figure out what I prefer to help me see what I want to get into job-wise. I like fish esp sharks and birds and hooved things and mammals but I'm not sure what I want to specify in apart from Conservation I really dont have much of a clue what I want to get in with.
Anyway. Poor Mothers were too tired to let me go and look in the fishy section.
But I did get to look in the reptile house and see where Harry Potter got filmed.
You know the bit where Harry frees the snake without realising it, Oh yes I sat on the floor and played Harry.
Childish me?
Never!
We've got Pompey tomorrow so let's hope it goes better than last weeks debacle!
COME ON YOU REDS!!!!!!!
It was just going to be me and E but both our Motherships somehow got involved in the act.
Went on my first ride on the Explosive Bendy Buses. A 453 takes you all the way and my sneaky hint is that you *can* get away without paying for riding on them.
Ahem.
Got to play with my camera phone some more, taking pictures of the animals, lots of the Arabian Oryx, which kinda puts all those boring weeks in Wildlife conservation sorta worthwhile.
Some of "Dory" from Finding Nemo and made a fool of myself by shouting to E to come and look at Dory while American Tourists giggled at me. Also some of the pygmy goats and a few different birds, the rest were a bit dodgey and didnt come out the best.
The Meerkats and Otters are great, I loved watching them play and the Meerkats watching out for baddies.
The monkeys are not great to me, I can see why people get fasinated by them and the whole "Closest living relatives" thing, but I'm more into the animaly-animals.
I like the hooved animals, giraffes and antelopes kinda things.
I try and figure out what I prefer to help me see what I want to get into job-wise. I like fish esp sharks and birds and hooved things and mammals but I'm not sure what I want to specify in apart from Conservation I really dont have much of a clue what I want to get in with.
Anyway. Poor Mothers were too tired to let me go and look in the fishy section.
But I did get to look in the reptile house and see where Harry Potter got filmed.
You know the bit where Harry frees the snake without realising it, Oh yes I sat on the floor and played Harry.
Childish me?
Never!
We've got Pompey tomorrow so let's hope it goes better than last weeks debacle!
COME ON YOU REDS!!!!!!!
Thursday, August 19, 2004
I found this and am trying to figure it out, basically you cross out what isnt you.
AUGUST:
Loves to joke.Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities.Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride of oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.
(If this works to cross things out, i shall make a mental note that its <> < / s > without the spaces obviously.)
These things are a little generalistic I know.
Some of the things are how I see myself. I love to make a joke and its my best way of defending myself.
I don't even know what suave means except it makes me think of James Bond and I know I'm a little plain to look at, mainly cos I don't take much interest in my appearance, as it seems a lot of time to waste when you can be doing other exciting things.
I've been told I am caring and as I've mentioned before I will listen and try to help anyone with a problem but I don't think of myself as caring.
I don't have leadership qualities, I like being told what to do. I'm pretty passive and will agree to what the other person wants.
I don't have a high pride in myself. I'm not too fussed about what I look like as long as my clothes are relatively tidy I don't really care. I guess I'm a bit of a scruff and I have a fairly low opinion of myself.
I love getting praised even though I don't actively look for it and always tend to dismiss it, but I do like getting praised, I guess most people do.
I've been told I have an extra-ordinary spirit and I like to think I do too.
It takes me a long time to lose my temper and I struggle to keep it under control but I can lose it and lash out at who-ever is nearest .
I'm not really careful and cautious, I tend to speak without thinking and jump in head first to a problem.
Yeah I can think quickly, I know and have been told that I march to my own beat in ideas and do things that other people do not expect of me and I am a huge day dreamer.
I'm not a talented artist or muscian, I think a lot of that is due to the dyspraxia I think I suffer from.
I'm pretty sensitive to others but I do tend to dismiss their fears as stupid and pathetic, judging them as I judge my fears, as silly and pathetic.
I'm a pretty healthy person, I dont fall ill easily, and even when I do I tend to dose myself up with Hot Chocolate (my cure for everything) and Lemsip.
I relax pretty well, In fact sometimes I find it hard to get un relaxed.
I'm pretty hasty and it takes me a long time to learn to trust someone but then I pretty much trust them for life or until they let me down.
I'm not hugely into "romance" but I do day dream about it (and most people who read this will guess who with!)
I'm fairly loving but do not know how to show it and I love to make friends but I find it hard to make the first move and prefer to wait till they come to me.
AUGUST:
Loves to joke.
(If this works to cross things out, i shall make a mental note that its <> < / s > without the spaces obviously.)
These things are a little generalistic I know.
Some of the things are how I see myself. I love to make a joke and its my best way of defending myself.
I don't even know what suave means except it makes me think of James Bond and I know I'm a little plain to look at, mainly cos I don't take much interest in my appearance, as it seems a lot of time to waste when you can be doing other exciting things.
I've been told I am caring and as I've mentioned before I will listen and try to help anyone with a problem but I don't think of myself as caring.
I don't have leadership qualities, I like being told what to do. I'm pretty passive and will agree to what the other person wants.
I don't have a high pride in myself. I'm not too fussed about what I look like as long as my clothes are relatively tidy I don't really care. I guess I'm a bit of a scruff and I have a fairly low opinion of myself.
I love getting praised even though I don't actively look for it and always tend to dismiss it, but I do like getting praised, I guess most people do.
I've been told I have an extra-ordinary spirit and I like to think I do too.
It takes me a long time to lose my temper and I struggle to keep it under control but I can lose it and lash out at who-ever is nearest .
I'm not really careful and cautious, I tend to speak without thinking and jump in head first to a problem.
Yeah I can think quickly, I know and have been told that I march to my own beat in ideas and do things that other people do not expect of me and I am a huge day dreamer.
I'm not a talented artist or muscian, I think a lot of that is due to the dyspraxia I think I suffer from.
I'm pretty sensitive to others but I do tend to dismiss their fears as stupid and pathetic, judging them as I judge my fears, as silly and pathetic.
I'm a pretty healthy person, I dont fall ill easily, and even when I do I tend to dose myself up with Hot Chocolate (my cure for everything) and Lemsip.
I relax pretty well, In fact sometimes I find it hard to get un relaxed.
I'm pretty hasty and it takes me a long time to learn to trust someone but then I pretty much trust them for life or until they let me down.
I'm not hugely into "romance" but I do day dream about it (and most people who read this will guess who with!)
I'm fairly loving but do not know how to show it and I love to make friends but I find it hard to make the first move and prefer to wait till they come to me.
Its LF's Birthday today. So happy 20th to him.
We were robbed yesterday in the end of the Eventing. Basically the German Rider Bettina Hoy on a very gorgeous Grey - Ringwood Cockatoo entered the start gate while doing a warm up circle.
So obviously the time was running and as she went round the 1st fence it counted as a refusual.
We appealed and got promoted to Silvel medal position.
Then while individual Show jumping was going on a counter appeal happened as Bettina would now go down in the rankings, meaning that Leslie Law (us) would win Gold for a perfect clear round...
But the counter appeal went for Germany again, so the German team were given the Silver we were relegated back to Bronze and in the indivudual we were given Silver when we should have bronze.
So we're now thinking about appealing the appeal for the first appeal....
I'll keep you posted....
Meanwhile I *May* possibly have my hands on a lickle blue 4 door metro, thats either a F-reg or a B-reg.
I'm not too sure, but again I'll keep you posted.
Me and the Mothership and E are going riding. Me on my bestest 4-hooved buddy Molly and Mum on a Piebald (Magpie - coloured for the none horsey) Cob (Read: short and stocky) Called Tilt and E will be riding a taller Cob that could quite easily pass for a short Shire. (Read: black, white hairy legs)
We were robbed yesterday in the end of the Eventing. Basically the German Rider Bettina Hoy on a very gorgeous Grey - Ringwood Cockatoo entered the start gate while doing a warm up circle.
So obviously the time was running and as she went round the 1st fence it counted as a refusual.
We appealed and got promoted to Silvel medal position.
Then while individual Show jumping was going on a counter appeal happened as Bettina would now go down in the rankings, meaning that Leslie Law (us) would win Gold for a perfect clear round...
But the counter appeal went for Germany again, so the German team were given the Silver we were relegated back to Bronze and in the indivudual we were given Silver when we should have bronze.
So we're now thinking about appealing the appeal for the first appeal....
I'll keep you posted....
Meanwhile I *May* possibly have my hands on a lickle blue 4 door metro, thats either a F-reg or a B-reg.
I'm not too sure, but again I'll keep you posted.
Me and the Mothership and E are going riding. Me on my bestest 4-hooved buddy Molly and Mum on a Piebald (Magpie - coloured for the none horsey) Cob (Read: short and stocky) Called Tilt and E will be riding a taller Cob that could quite easily pass for a short Shire. (Read: black, white hairy legs)
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
what's that thing at the top of the screen?
I want it to go away.
Please go away..
Apparently we also did the Locomotion at my Birthday. I'd forgotten all about this highlight until E reminded me yesterday.
We Ruled at it. Oh yes. I remember it all clearly now. "Jump back. Oh I think you've got the knack!"
Yes. I did the actions too. I may never live that night down.
Taking The Brat to Eltham later to give Blood. He was full of it last night, but has gone to work thinking of ways to get out of it.
Hehehehehe
Something puzzled me when I was staying at Uncle J's and Aunt M's. Or should I say someone.
Moira Stewart.
I remember her doing News at 6 when i was little and the logo was made out of layered green blocks.
I remember thinking she was old then and when she vanished I assumed that she was retired.
But she's still going strong and strangely seems to look younger than I remember her being in the first place.
Although in that Picture she looks like the Mum from My Family, albeit a black version.
I can't find any info on her age though.
So yeah. Moira Stewart. The 1st and only black woman newsreader who also knows where the fountain of youth is/ or has a very good Plastic surgeon.
I want it to go away.
Please go away..
Apparently we also did the Locomotion at my Birthday. I'd forgotten all about this highlight until E reminded me yesterday.
We Ruled at it. Oh yes. I remember it all clearly now. "Jump back. Oh I think you've got the knack!"
Yes. I did the actions too. I may never live that night down.
Taking The Brat to Eltham later to give Blood. He was full of it last night, but has gone to work thinking of ways to get out of it.
Hehehehehe
Something puzzled me when I was staying at Uncle J's and Aunt M's. Or should I say someone.
Moira Stewart.
I remember her doing News at 6 when i was little and the logo was made out of layered green blocks.
I remember thinking she was old then and when she vanished I assumed that she was retired.
But she's still going strong and strangely seems to look younger than I remember her being in the first place.
Although in that Picture she looks like the Mum from My Family, albeit a black version.
I can't find any info on her age though.
So yeah. Moira Stewart. The 1st and only black woman newsreader who also knows where the fountain of youth is/ or has a very good Plastic surgeon.
Monday, August 16, 2004
Spiderman 2 is shit.
Do not, I repeat go see this film.
It is more cheesy than a tub of dairylea.
The 1st film was bad, but it had comedy moments in it to perk it up.
And you could forgive the awful "america rools!" bit, I think the exact line was "Dont mess with NYC!" After all they had to change it due to 9/11 so its bad but forgivable.
What wasn't forgiveable was the cheese between Peter and Mary-Jane or MJ as he kept calling her in the sequel. Which got annoying after the 25th go.
If I was a Mary Jane or Sarah Louise or anything gay like that I would KILL anyone who called me MJ or SL.
But they were minor points in a ok film.
Anyway. Reasons why the 2nd film sucks dick.
The only comedy came from him doing his spiderman washing and the colours running. However this was apparently 2 years later, surely by now he'd have learnt to seperate colours and whites?
The second came from him losing his spidey powers and having to take the lift and having to talk to a stranger commenting on his spidey suit.
He told that it itches and sometimes rides up in the crotch. Which amused me.
Anyway, other than the TOTALLY predictable bits with him and Aunty May - Possibly the most irritating old lady on film since the old bird from Titanic. And Mary-Jane. GAHH it sucked.
The other strange thing appeared to be that when he fell, he'd bounce off of cars and you know falling more than 6 storeys you'd expect him to have more than a sore back.
Ok, Ok I know that spiders fall and live ok, but i'm sure that if the Spider grew to the size of a 6ft man. He/She'd suffer some injuries.
And still on this, I know spiders are strong, but in some scenes he seemed to have got himself confused with Superman. Superman could stop a speeding train with just his feet, I'm sure. Spiderman probably can't. In fact Spiderman can not.
So why did he try? and I also got a nice mental image of Popeye when his suit ripped with his bulging muscles rippling under the suit.......
Err yeah, where was I?
Tobey Maguire is cute although I was fasinated by the little fish hook scar he has on his cheek.
But anyway.....
The Film.
So he was on the train, understandably knackered from the efforts of stopping the train and passes out.
So he gets body-surfed to a safe carriage where.... "OHMIGOD he's just a kid!"
Then the big baddy "Doc Ock?!" (Yeah, the least said about that the better.) Comes and the whole train goes. "If you want him, you have to go through me."
RIIIGGHHHT. More American BS. The imagery and connotations can not just be clear to me can they?
And another thing... Why didnt someone on the train have a camera or camera phone with them.
They could have sold the story and the picture for a FORTUNE!
Or would that just have been me?
So in conclusion. The Film is SHITE. He gets the girl and the scene is set for a 3rd.
- on another note. I think I'm turning into a girl, on at least 2 occasions I saw Mary Jane and thought. Ooh MH would say that she needs a necklace with that top/dress.
Is not good
Do not, I repeat go see this film.
It is more cheesy than a tub of dairylea.
The 1st film was bad, but it had comedy moments in it to perk it up.
And you could forgive the awful "america rools!" bit, I think the exact line was "Dont mess with NYC!" After all they had to change it due to 9/11 so its bad but forgivable.
What wasn't forgiveable was the cheese between Peter and Mary-Jane or MJ as he kept calling her in the sequel. Which got annoying after the 25th go.
If I was a Mary Jane or Sarah Louise or anything gay like that I would KILL anyone who called me MJ or SL.
But they were minor points in a ok film.
Anyway. Reasons why the 2nd film sucks dick.
The only comedy came from him doing his spiderman washing and the colours running. However this was apparently 2 years later, surely by now he'd have learnt to seperate colours and whites?
The second came from him losing his spidey powers and having to take the lift and having to talk to a stranger commenting on his spidey suit.
He told that it itches and sometimes rides up in the crotch. Which amused me.
Anyway, other than the TOTALLY predictable bits with him and Aunty May - Possibly the most irritating old lady on film since the old bird from Titanic. And Mary-Jane. GAHH it sucked.
The other strange thing appeared to be that when he fell, he'd bounce off of cars and you know falling more than 6 storeys you'd expect him to have more than a sore back.
Ok, Ok I know that spiders fall and live ok, but i'm sure that if the Spider grew to the size of a 6ft man. He/She'd suffer some injuries.
And still on this, I know spiders are strong, but in some scenes he seemed to have got himself confused with Superman. Superman could stop a speeding train with just his feet, I'm sure. Spiderman probably can't. In fact Spiderman can not.
So why did he try? and I also got a nice mental image of Popeye when his suit ripped with his bulging muscles rippling under the suit.......
Err yeah, where was I?
Tobey Maguire is cute although I was fasinated by the little fish hook scar he has on his cheek.
But anyway.....
The Film.
So he was on the train, understandably knackered from the efforts of stopping the train and passes out.
So he gets body-surfed to a safe carriage where.... "OHMIGOD he's just a kid!"
Then the big baddy "Doc Ock?!" (Yeah, the least said about that the better.) Comes and the whole train goes. "If you want him, you have to go through me."
RIIIGGHHHT. More American BS. The imagery and connotations can not just be clear to me can they?
And another thing... Why didnt someone on the train have a camera or camera phone with them.
They could have sold the story and the picture for a FORTUNE!
Or would that just have been me?
So in conclusion. The Film is SHITE. He gets the girl and the scene is set for a 3rd.
- on another note. I think I'm turning into a girl, on at least 2 occasions I saw Mary Jane and thought. Ooh MH would say that she needs a necklace with that top/dress.
Is not good
Sunday, August 15, 2004
A Night Of Drunken Debauchery - and that was just the Oldies!
I don't normally do titles but I think I should on this occasion.
Oooh eeerr!
Is the world still spinning?
Only joking!
Although I did pass out on the living room floor about 1am, and me and Oldest Friend's rendition of Reach! by S Club 7 is something that should not be remembered.
The same can be said for me and Motherships Da Do Ron Ron, and me and E's attempt at Hi Ho Silver Lining or as I tried to tell MH. "we tried to do Hi Hoc Silver Linin.g ditn't work. no onewill slew at japanle with me"
I think that can be interpreted as no one will play at karaoke with me.
I think we also did Wig Wam Bam by Sweet.
I must have thought it was a good idea to record us screeching and there is also film evidence.
But in my defense I had 7 barcardi Breezers, a Blue WKD and I was doing fine until Uncle I decided to start making cocktails.
I think it was Sex on the beach. But I don't know, but it was nice and it killed me.
Plus the fact that I had one mini pizza and about 6 prawns all day definately didnt help either!
I remember complaining to E about the hard boiled eggs. We both had 2 each (i helped her open hers by smashing it against the wall)
But I KNEW there had been 5 eggs and I couldn't for the life of me work out where it was and I REALLY wanted it.
I also couldn't work out why E stayed. Every 5 minutes it was "I just don't understand why you're stopping!?" (in a plaintive confused kinda voice)
We ended up crashing into the living room, me telling her that although I was drunk, I was definately ok to take her home from the Friary, cos I had to look after MH and CL and her too.
I think my last words were. "Its ok, I can look after you and fix you and MH and CL and I'm gonna sleep cos I feel ill"
That was the last thing I remember anyway.
I woke up at 7 this morning, puzzled as to where the duvet had come from, why I was still dressed, why I had "21" and "happy birthday" sequins stuck to my head and why I had what was best described as "Hobbit Feet."
We chilled and watched the Olympics and the football for the rest of the day while Dad who had been having a I'm-gonna-die party. slept upstairs and Mum asleep on the sofa till 3pm.
So yeah.
I did end up having a good time, even if most of it was drink enduced, I remained logical enough not to text LF about the lack of a Monkey Butler as a present and I think I'm off to see Spiderman 2 tomorrow and go to London Zoo Tuesday.
I don't normally do titles but I think I should on this occasion.
Oooh eeerr!
Is the world still spinning?
Only joking!
Although I did pass out on the living room floor about 1am, and me and Oldest Friend's rendition of Reach! by S Club 7 is something that should not be remembered.
The same can be said for me and Motherships Da Do Ron Ron, and me and E's attempt at Hi Ho Silver Lining or as I tried to tell MH. "we tried to do Hi Hoc Silver Linin.g ditn't work. no onewill slew at japanle with me"
I think that can be interpreted as no one will play at karaoke with me.
I think we also did Wig Wam Bam by Sweet.
I must have thought it was a good idea to record us screeching and there is also film evidence.
But in my defense I had 7 barcardi Breezers, a Blue WKD and I was doing fine until Uncle I decided to start making cocktails.
I think it was Sex on the beach. But I don't know, but it was nice and it killed me.
Plus the fact that I had one mini pizza and about 6 prawns all day definately didnt help either!
I remember complaining to E about the hard boiled eggs. We both had 2 each (i helped her open hers by smashing it against the wall)
But I KNEW there had been 5 eggs and I couldn't for the life of me work out where it was and I REALLY wanted it.
I also couldn't work out why E stayed. Every 5 minutes it was "I just don't understand why you're stopping!?" (in a plaintive confused kinda voice)
We ended up crashing into the living room, me telling her that although I was drunk, I was definately ok to take her home from the Friary, cos I had to look after MH and CL and her too.
I think my last words were. "Its ok, I can look after you and fix you and MH and CL and I'm gonna sleep cos I feel ill"
That was the last thing I remember anyway.
I woke up at 7 this morning, puzzled as to where the duvet had come from, why I was still dressed, why I had "21" and "happy birthday" sequins stuck to my head and why I had what was best described as "Hobbit Feet."
We chilled and watched the Olympics and the football for the rest of the day while Dad who had been having a I'm-gonna-die party. slept upstairs and Mum asleep on the sofa till 3pm.
So yeah.
I did end up having a good time, even if most of it was drink enduced, I remained logical enough not to text LF about the lack of a Monkey Butler as a present and I think I'm off to see Spiderman 2 tomorrow and go to London Zoo Tuesday.
Saturday, August 14, 2004
Football?
Pah!
Haven't missed it at all.
Nope not me, couldnt care less if it never came back again.
Pah!
Haven't missed it at all.
Nope not me, couldnt care less if it never came back again.
Friday, August 13, 2004
Nerds.
I'm not the only one who remembers Nerds am I?
The ones I remember were acidic or sour or something. and were green, pink and yellow.
I haven't seen any for years though.
I'd like to know if they still exist.
I'm not the only one who remembers Nerds am I?
The ones I remember were acidic or sour or something. and were green, pink and yellow.
I haven't seen any for years though.
I'd like to know if they still exist.
For all Liverpool fans (and text to LF and sung to The Brat - repeatedly!)
Where’s your Striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Little Owen's gone (Little Owen's gone)
Where’s your Striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Far, far away
Where’s your striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Little Owen's gone (Little Owen's gone)
Where’s your striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Far, far away
Far, far away
Last night, I heard my mama singing a song
Ooh-We, Chirpy, Chirpy, Cheep, Cheep
Woke up this morning and my striker was gone
Ooh-We, Chirpy, Chirpy, Cheep, Cheep
Chirpy, Chirpy, Cheep, Cheep, Chirp
Where’s your Striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Little Owen's gone (Little Owen's gone)
Where’s your Striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Far, far away
Where’s your striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Little Owen's gone (Little Owen's gone)
Where’s your striker gone? (Where’s your striker gone?)
Far, far away
Far, far away
Last night, I heard my mama singing a song
Ooh-We, Chirpy, Chirpy, Cheep, Cheep
Woke up this morning and my striker was gone
Ooh-We, Chirpy, Chirpy, Cheep, Cheep
Chirpy, Chirpy, Cheep, Cheep, Chirp
I'd love to know why I seem to end up being an agony aunt, when really I do see my self as sympathetic in any way.
Had to top up my phone to talk to E last night, after using up all the free ones you get on the 02.co.uk website. I'm not going to go into detail about what's wrong with her, because its ok for me to talk shit on the net but not about her and her problems, except to say I would not wish what has happened to her on my worst enemy.
Kinda gutted about topping up as I dont really have the money for it but it had to be done and about 15 mins ago I was getting hassled from some jerk ringing my mob and being a general dick, i have a phone phobia as it is and that does nothing to help me get over it.
Now MH has text, her specialist has told her he can't operate and she claims her life is over. Yeah i can see how it would affect her, but if we were realistic she can't do all those things already so its just learning to accept that it wont ever happen. I dont know if this means she will end up in a wheelchair or what. I asked her why the specialist will not operate but have had no reply.
I am sympathetic to all these people and their problems but sometimes it seems like they all come to me and I am alone with my problems, I know a lot of that to do is due to the way my head works. But I dont have an inexhaustable supply of sympathy and sometimes I just wish they'd leave me alone, but I do like to help, even if the only help i do is listening.
Its just exhausting and frankly I have enough on my plate without taking on all their problems as well.
OHHH Micheal Owen is definately off to Real for £8m. I think a teasing text to LF is deserved even if I dont have enough Credit really to do it..
Less that 26 hours till Charlton kick off the new season and only a few hours till my B'day *sigh*
Had to top up my phone to talk to E last night, after using up all the free ones you get on the 02.co.uk website. I'm not going to go into detail about what's wrong with her, because its ok for me to talk shit on the net but not about her and her problems, except to say I would not wish what has happened to her on my worst enemy.
Kinda gutted about topping up as I dont really have the money for it but it had to be done and about 15 mins ago I was getting hassled from some jerk ringing my mob and being a general dick, i have a phone phobia as it is and that does nothing to help me get over it.
Now MH has text, her specialist has told her he can't operate and she claims her life is over. Yeah i can see how it would affect her, but if we were realistic she can't do all those things already so its just learning to accept that it wont ever happen. I dont know if this means she will end up in a wheelchair or what. I asked her why the specialist will not operate but have had no reply.
I am sympathetic to all these people and their problems but sometimes it seems like they all come to me and I am alone with my problems, I know a lot of that to do is due to the way my head works. But I dont have an inexhaustable supply of sympathy and sometimes I just wish they'd leave me alone, but I do like to help, even if the only help i do is listening.
Its just exhausting and frankly I have enough on my plate without taking on all their problems as well.
OHHH Micheal Owen is definately off to Real for £8m. I think a teasing text to LF is deserved even if I dont have enough Credit really to do it..
Less that 26 hours till Charlton kick off the new season and only a few hours till my B'day *sigh*
Thursday, August 12, 2004
In Eastenders Dot Cotton has Kidney cancer.
Its kinda funny. Dunno how to take it.
She dont want treatment (at the mo anyways, sure Happy Ending will happen all round)
Its the kinda thing that hits you, the other thing that does is the No Smoking advert with that man who's dying of cancer and says his main ambition is to stay alive to see his daughter. But he dies just 9 days after the advert was filmed.
Dad says his main ambition is to see me graduate.
That advert makes me wonder if he will, most of the other time I know, am convinced; he will, but its silly things like that that make me wonder and think about the situation.
Its unfair, I want to be the free spirit, I want to run away and play silly buggers and travel, do stupid things. I want to make a decision in the morning to go to one end of the country or abroad and by the evening be there or on the way.
I know most people want to do that, and I know that people can't do that cos of money (or lack of), housing commitments, relationships and everything else.
I want to go away, now. Run as fast as I can, feeling the wind in my hair, feeling the grass under my feet, having a mad adventure that consists of nothing very much but a lot of laughs in between.
But I'm stuck and I'm boracic, Nan gave me £50 to get me own prezzie, but that's going straight into my bank to reduce the mad overdraft.
That will be used to make a little indent in the £112 i owe MH as final bills. Plus I have the £150 deposit back from Evil Landlord.
I figure I can reduce the Overdraft to about £405 pound, plus if I get any more B'day money that can go into my account. I'm reckoning there's at least £20 in the card from Nan and Granddad so if I can drag it down to at least £350 I'll be kinda chuffed.
God. Growing up sucks. I still wouldn't swop it for when I was little though, just wish it was a little easier.
Its kinda funny. Dunno how to take it.
She dont want treatment (at the mo anyways, sure Happy Ending will happen all round)
Its the kinda thing that hits you, the other thing that does is the No Smoking advert with that man who's dying of cancer and says his main ambition is to stay alive to see his daughter. But he dies just 9 days after the advert was filmed.
Dad says his main ambition is to see me graduate.
That advert makes me wonder if he will, most of the other time I know, am convinced; he will, but its silly things like that that make me wonder and think about the situation.
Its unfair, I want to be the free spirit, I want to run away and play silly buggers and travel, do stupid things. I want to make a decision in the morning to go to one end of the country or abroad and by the evening be there or on the way.
I know most people want to do that, and I know that people can't do that cos of money (or lack of), housing commitments, relationships and everything else.
I want to go away, now. Run as fast as I can, feeling the wind in my hair, feeling the grass under my feet, having a mad adventure that consists of nothing very much but a lot of laughs in between.
But I'm stuck and I'm boracic, Nan gave me £50 to get me own prezzie, but that's going straight into my bank to reduce the mad overdraft.
That will be used to make a little indent in the £112 i owe MH as final bills. Plus I have the £150 deposit back from Evil Landlord.
I figure I can reduce the Overdraft to about £405 pound, plus if I get any more B'day money that can go into my account. I'm reckoning there's at least £20 in the card from Nan and Granddad so if I can drag it down to at least £350 I'll be kinda chuffed.
God. Growing up sucks. I still wouldn't swop it for when I was little though, just wish it was a little easier.
Top 5 Bus stations ever visited.
1 - London Victoria - National Express ready to take me anywhere I wish in the country.
2 - Canterbury - nice and easy to understand.
3 - Derby - takes you to the Peaks and even Manchester, also the starting point for me and CL's epic Derbyshire tour taking in such sights as East Midlands airport, when all we were trying to do was get somewhere which is roughly the distance equivalent of Shooters Hill police Station to Welling.
4 - Stoke - bit of a dump.
5 - erm yeah. I'll get back to you.
I'm bored the West Indies are 238 for 4
MOTD returns in 2 days as does that annual horror - my Birthday.
I hate Birthdays. I think I have a growing old phobia, even on the eve of my 10th birthday I remember sitting in front of a mirror thinking. God the next 0 i hit will be 20 and then 30 then 40 etc.
Now on Saturday I'll be 21, which means 9 years away from 30 and THATS half way to 60.
I shouldn't be thinking of things like that but God its depressing.
I hate the whole fuss of birthdays, and I'd happily ignore Christmases too.
I think a lot of it is due to my Mum, she was raised as a Jehovah's witness, despite being a commited atheist as soon as she left home, she still does not see the fasination with Xmas and Birthdays. Of course she tried to make a big fuss about them for us, not wanting me and The Brat to suffer what she and her siblings did and Dad loves Christmas but me and The Brat both picked up on the vibes from her and we're not too fussed about the whole dealie.
Another reason - at least for me, I don't know about The Brat, is that when we were little we didnt have a pot to piss in. I remember school holidays when we'd eat Spaghetti on Toast over and over again, hoops, worms, letters, shapes. Every variety possible. (possibily the reason why I hate Spaghetti now - although I still love Hot dogs and I remember the half term when we ate Hot Dogs every day)
I remember getting very upset at them getting presents for me, thinking that they couldnt afford it and that something bad would happen as they had no money and we would get evicted. (I think I saw a poster about that when I was little and the image stuck.)
So I would never be one of those kids who asked for this, that and the other. I'd ask for things that I knew would never happen like a pony and if asked for reasonable presents say "nothing."
Now at nearly 21 the habit is too ingrained to break, if asked I say nothing, I would rather people did not waste their money on me.
I particularly do not want a fuss, I want to ignore the whole day. My Family will not let me forget and we're having a bbq.
Fair enough, I thought. What with the sit with Dad if he wants to have his mates round go for it. I can sit upstairs and laugh at the Drunken oldies.
No. Mum wants MY mates to come round. She tried to get me to bring uni mates down but I flatly refused, leaving them thinking that I am ashamed of them.
While I was away doing my I.S Mum got hold of E. I have stressed to E about not wanting anything.
E agreed with me, but also thought as it was what Dad wanted, perhaps it would be best, so on Saturday I will be invaded by people from the stables.
Yes it will be nice as I have not seen some of them since I went away to uni, but the question is do I have anything in common with them anymore?
I just want to forget the whole day but I am not being allowed to do it.
1 - London Victoria - National Express ready to take me anywhere I wish in the country.
2 - Canterbury - nice and easy to understand.
3 - Derby - takes you to the Peaks and even Manchester, also the starting point for me and CL's epic Derbyshire tour taking in such sights as East Midlands airport, when all we were trying to do was get somewhere which is roughly the distance equivalent of Shooters Hill police Station to Welling.
4 - Stoke - bit of a dump.
5 - erm yeah. I'll get back to you.
I'm bored the West Indies are 238 for 4
MOTD returns in 2 days as does that annual horror - my Birthday.
I hate Birthdays. I think I have a growing old phobia, even on the eve of my 10th birthday I remember sitting in front of a mirror thinking. God the next 0 i hit will be 20 and then 30 then 40 etc.
Now on Saturday I'll be 21, which means 9 years away from 30 and THATS half way to 60.
I shouldn't be thinking of things like that but God its depressing.
I hate the whole fuss of birthdays, and I'd happily ignore Christmases too.
I think a lot of it is due to my Mum, she was raised as a Jehovah's witness, despite being a commited atheist as soon as she left home, she still does not see the fasination with Xmas and Birthdays. Of course she tried to make a big fuss about them for us, not wanting me and The Brat to suffer what she and her siblings did and Dad loves Christmas but me and The Brat both picked up on the vibes from her and we're not too fussed about the whole dealie.
Another reason - at least for me, I don't know about The Brat, is that when we were little we didnt have a pot to piss in. I remember school holidays when we'd eat Spaghetti on Toast over and over again, hoops, worms, letters, shapes. Every variety possible. (possibily the reason why I hate Spaghetti now - although I still love Hot dogs and I remember the half term when we ate Hot Dogs every day)
I remember getting very upset at them getting presents for me, thinking that they couldnt afford it and that something bad would happen as they had no money and we would get evicted. (I think I saw a poster about that when I was little and the image stuck.)
So I would never be one of those kids who asked for this, that and the other. I'd ask for things that I knew would never happen like a pony and if asked for reasonable presents say "nothing."
Now at nearly 21 the habit is too ingrained to break, if asked I say nothing, I would rather people did not waste their money on me.
I particularly do not want a fuss, I want to ignore the whole day. My Family will not let me forget and we're having a bbq.
Fair enough, I thought. What with the sit with Dad if he wants to have his mates round go for it. I can sit upstairs and laugh at the Drunken oldies.
No. Mum wants MY mates to come round. She tried to get me to bring uni mates down but I flatly refused, leaving them thinking that I am ashamed of them.
While I was away doing my I.S Mum got hold of E. I have stressed to E about not wanting anything.
E agreed with me, but also thought as it was what Dad wanted, perhaps it would be best, so on Saturday I will be invaded by people from the stables.
Yes it will be nice as I have not seen some of them since I went away to uni, but the question is do I have anything in common with them anymore?
I just want to forget the whole day but I am not being allowed to do it.
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Well i'm back!
Missed me? I thought not. Hehe
Well like I said Its my own fault PDC has gone to Lazio, can't blame him family reasons and the chance to join the club he supported as a boy, I know i'd have gone. He's said that he would have liked to have join Charlton earlier in his career and he really wishes us the best.
But....
Yesterday, I finished the voles at about 11am, normally this means pootling round the park until 5pm when I got picked up by Aunt M.
(The park was a funny place, get there for 8am, have a half hour break at 10:30 - which normally lasted a good hour if not longer - work till 1, take a good 2 hours instead of the allotted one hour -break for lunch)
Anyway, i digress, Today she was at work so I had to get my own way to Herne Bay train station, train to Rainham then plead with cousins M and E to come rescue me - oh I wish I had a car!
instead of dossing about I decided to sneakily get a bus to Canterbury - on the lookout for Orlando Bloom a canterbury local - sadly he wasn't around - stalking moi?!
Was very tempted by HMV offering 15 for Terminator 1 & 2, DVD decided against it as had no way of getting the big box home - good thing once I got home and realised that I am actually £500 overdrawn!
Spent a nice hour and a half pottering round the city before getting a bus back to Herne Bay, walked along the sea front, taking in the Stunt show with BMX's, skateboards, rollerblades - (He was cute!) from Team Extreme, and my phone beeps, MH - "You've signed Danny Murphy!"
Ay?
I knew his move to Spurs had broken down, and we were linked via rumour but thought that was like the Beattie rumour after all he was an England international.
So text LF for confirmation - shockingly he text back - what is it with blokes and replying to texts?
£2.5m? Bargain!!!
Return via slight detour to train station - sense of directon letting me down again! Chatting away to a mad 15yr old Russian.
Return indoors to find we've signed Jeffers too and PDC is definately off!
Its mental.
Anyway home now taken a little nap to recover from shock of being up at 6.20 everyday for the last 2 weeks.
Tired, hot and bothered and can't wait till Saturday, I'm not going to Bolton away, will have to wait till week after till the Season kicks off really for me.
but MOTD will be back, much better than the stupid Premiership - ffs all this time and I still can't spell the damn word!
Anyway, gonna eat my dinner and take a long chilled bath, might put some more accounts of my adventures on later or tomorrow, depending on what I feel like.
Missed me? I thought not. Hehe
Well like I said Its my own fault PDC has gone to Lazio, can't blame him family reasons and the chance to join the club he supported as a boy, I know i'd have gone. He's said that he would have liked to have join Charlton earlier in his career and he really wishes us the best.
But....
Yesterday, I finished the voles at about 11am, normally this means pootling round the park until 5pm when I got picked up by Aunt M.
(The park was a funny place, get there for 8am, have a half hour break at 10:30 - which normally lasted a good hour if not longer - work till 1, take a good 2 hours instead of the allotted one hour -break for lunch)
Anyway, i digress, Today she was at work so I had to get my own way to Herne Bay train station, train to Rainham then plead with cousins M and E to come rescue me - oh I wish I had a car!
instead of dossing about I decided to sneakily get a bus to Canterbury - on the lookout for Orlando Bloom a canterbury local - sadly he wasn't around - stalking moi?!
Was very tempted by HMV offering 15 for Terminator 1 & 2, DVD decided against it as had no way of getting the big box home - good thing once I got home and realised that I am actually £500 overdrawn!
Spent a nice hour and a half pottering round the city before getting a bus back to Herne Bay, walked along the sea front, taking in the Stunt show with BMX's, skateboards, rollerblades - (He was cute!) from Team Extreme, and my phone beeps, MH - "You've signed Danny Murphy!"
Ay?
I knew his move to Spurs had broken down, and we were linked via rumour but thought that was like the Beattie rumour after all he was an England international.
So text LF for confirmation - shockingly he text back - what is it with blokes and replying to texts?
£2.5m? Bargain!!!
Return via slight detour to train station - sense of directon letting me down again! Chatting away to a mad 15yr old Russian.
Return indoors to find we've signed Jeffers too and PDC is definately off!
Its mental.
Anyway home now taken a little nap to recover from shock of being up at 6.20 everyday for the last 2 weeks.
Tired, hot and bothered and can't wait till Saturday, I'm not going to Bolton away, will have to wait till week after till the Season kicks off really for me.
but MOTD will be back, much better than the stupid Premiership - ffs all this time and I still can't spell the damn word!
Anyway, gonna eat my dinner and take a long chilled bath, might put some more accounts of my adventures on later or tomorrow, depending on what I feel like.
Friday, August 06, 2004
I knew something would happen to us while I was away.
PDC looks like he maybe buggering off to Lazio and in sad news 'The Flying Jumble sale' himself Stevie Brown has had to retire.
But be glad we do not have this kit.
"Chelsea midfielder Scott Parker says he is happy he missed out on England's Euro2004 squad.
He said: "It was disappointing not to go to Euro 2004 with England but I had prepared myself beforehand."
PDC looks like he maybe buggering off to Lazio and in sad news 'The Flying Jumble sale' himself Stevie Brown has had to retire.
But be glad we do not have this kit.
"Chelsea midfielder Scott Parker says he is happy he missed out on England's Euro2004 squad.
He said: "It was disappointing not to go to Euro 2004 with England but I had prepared myself beforehand."
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Apparently this drug will affect the immune system and it is a big possiblity that if he gets an infection while on the drug it will kill him.
So seems a catch 22 situation to me. Still if he's gonna pop off anyway then I guess might as well try it.
Still gotta few more tests to go before its clear whether he can get on the trial or not.
I really should finish off packing to get to Uncles.
So seems a catch 22 situation to me. Still if he's gonna pop off anyway then I guess might as well try it.
Still gotta few more tests to go before its clear whether he can get on the trial or not.
I really should finish off packing to get to Uncles.
Walsall have signed the legend that is Mark Kinsella.
Will be checking out to see if I can make their clashes against Wednesday next season! I'm gonna hunt him down and demand autographs/and or picture!
....
Walsall away - 11 sept
Walsall home - 26th dec.
.....
Walsall away could be a possibilty then.
Will have to consult MH about funds and tickets.
Will be checking out to see if I can make their clashes against Wednesday next season! I'm gonna hunt him down and demand autographs/and or picture!
....
Walsall away - 11 sept
Walsall home - 26th dec.
.....
Walsall away could be a possibilty then.
Will have to consult MH about funds and tickets.
Christ its hot...
Pity poor lickle ole me, who will be stuck in trousers and T-shirts and wellies and socks (i hate socks when its warm) working hard. Also pity me as I will from tomorrow, be getting up at 6 to get to work till 5, no weekends off for me!
I could easily go off my voles at this rate.
Almost ready to go to Uncles now, more or less packed.
I was so excited about telling about my UFO yesterday I forgot to tell about Jena's Bitch.
She only sent a threatening text to MH telling her to leave him alone and that they know where she lives in Sheff.
Even though MH has stressed lots of times in front of her that there is nothing going with her and Jena anymore, yeah I can see both sides of the story but that just seems like a stupid, pathetic childish thing to do
Today Dad got a letter from the Marsden Cancer Hospital asking him to go up for an appointment today, I'm not sure if this is in regards to the trial drug or that Guy's has referred him over.
If I get time before I go, I'll say what the outcome is.
Hold on
Don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile (may your smile)Shine on (shine on)
Don't be scared (don't be scared)
Your destiny may keep you warm
Cause all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out
---Oasis - Stop crying your heart out---
Pity poor lickle ole me, who will be stuck in trousers and T-shirts and wellies and socks (i hate socks when its warm) working hard. Also pity me as I will from tomorrow, be getting up at 6 to get to work till 5, no weekends off for me!
I could easily go off my voles at this rate.
Almost ready to go to Uncles now, more or less packed.
I was so excited about telling about my UFO yesterday I forgot to tell about Jena's Bitch.
She only sent a threatening text to MH telling her to leave him alone and that they know where she lives in Sheff.
Even though MH has stressed lots of times in front of her that there is nothing going with her and Jena anymore, yeah I can see both sides of the story but that just seems like a stupid, pathetic childish thing to do
Today Dad got a letter from the Marsden Cancer Hospital asking him to go up for an appointment today, I'm not sure if this is in regards to the trial drug or that Guy's has referred him over.
If I get time before I go, I'll say what the outcome is.
Hold on
Don't be scared
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile (may your smile)Shine on (shine on)
Don't be scared (don't be scared)
Your destiny may keep you warm
Cause all of the stars are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out
---Oasis - Stop crying your heart out---
Monday, July 26, 2004
Ok so LF let me down, well not really, I don't blame him for rather going on a date than spending time round Jena's house where The 17yr old Bitch will be (explanation later)
But He has credit, he knows what the sit is with me, Dad-wise, he has not yet bothered to text saying he's sorry, I don't care, I'm not looking for sympathy, BUT I have text him a few times and He has not bothered to reply. I do feel let down and hurt. But still I had a fairly good time. Catching up with MH, even though I did get upset explaining how I feel that I can't move to Sheff, she insists I can, I still feel like it is running away, but I am seriously considering the option.
Dad is possibly fingers crossed going on a Trial 2 drug, which basically means him being transferred to the Marsden Cancer hospital and being a guinea pig.
I have spent today catching voles for the I.S. Am moving to Uncle J tomorrow, ready for wed. I have to be there for 8am, meaning possible 6am starts, for 2 weeks, including weekends, now as most people know, this is going to be a problem for me.
Am also scared that as I know fuck all about voles and plants I will be caught out and made to look stupid. Possibly by poisoning them...
As this means I will be away from computer and internet access I expect this to result in 67 emails, only 3 of which are not spam and for Charlton to sell Deano for 50p or something like that.
See whenever I have not written something has happened. Spotty bollocked off, Rufus and Rowett have both retired and as I was leaving for Fulham I discovered that Claus Jensen has buggered off to Fulham.
So whatever disaster happens I can take full responsibility for it.
Also while I was in York we saw a UFO.
I can't be bothered to write an account of it, so here is me and The Hunter investigating it on MSN Messenger:
omeone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i saw a UFO! it was freaky and mental
MercMH says:
right
MercMH says:
wot made it so i was unidentifiable
MercMH says:
and where u see it?
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
in York this weekend.
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
it was about 10pm
MercMH says:
York is a big place city / outskirts
MercMH says:
give me a location for ufo
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
outskirts, little town type place called "" and we were arseing about and saw a brighter patch of sky, like some sort of smoke cloud, but it wasn't a cloud cos it was perfectly round
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
so we figured it was a light from somewhere, plane something sensible like that, except there was no sign of a light beam behind it
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
the ball moved to the left, i thought it might be a comet, or shooting star or something sensible like that or just a cloud
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
shape stayed the same, carried on moving left, then started moving right, slowly, then moved back left again
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
then whizzed right really quickly
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
and back to where it had started from, then started to get a bit bigger and almost like it was coming towards us, except it couldn't have been
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
then it vanished
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
it was freaky
MercMH says:
FACT
a large % of siting are military aircraft
the US govenment practically made up UFOs to cover up there spy planes and stealth bomber
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
it wasn't a plane.
MercMH says:
what u see in the sky now as in military aircraft is ruffly 15year old technology a fair number of sitting could well be top secret aircraft etc
MercMH says:
but lets cheak the more reasonable first
MercMH says:
weather conditions
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
dark! hehe, no was a fairly clear night, few clouds, but dark clouds, and none in this patch of sky
MercMH says:
cloud type
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
straggly, long and thin
MercMH says:
hum
MercMH says:
direction moving from u?
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
we didn't hear any noise, was in a room, was moving to my left then reversing back on itself
MercMH says:
colour
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
not quite white, perhaps grayish.
MercMH says:
shape
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
round.
MercMH says:
perfect or ?
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
sorta blurry round the edges, but reasonably perfect
MercMH says:
time
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
between 10-20ish-30ishpm.
MercMH says:
direction u were looking
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i dunno
MercMH says:
that's not helpful
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
we were in north Yorkshire though!
MercMH says:
think were the sun rose or set
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i didn't see either, but I'd make a guess at perhaps south west
---a lot later----
MercMH says:
well the colour is almost a military gray but location and direction u saw i in almost certainly rules that out weather conditions cant think of any in that colour
MercMH says:
round things don't fly very well though so not much uses of them
MercMH says:
il leave it as an unidentified object
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
yay!
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i did see a UFO! i did! i did!
I feel stupidly proud. Am now awaiting the alien invasion as seen in "Signs". Am preparing tinfoil hats and leaving glasses of water in Convenient places.
But He has credit, he knows what the sit is with me, Dad-wise, he has not yet bothered to text saying he's sorry, I don't care, I'm not looking for sympathy, BUT I have text him a few times and He has not bothered to reply. I do feel let down and hurt. But still I had a fairly good time. Catching up with MH, even though I did get upset explaining how I feel that I can't move to Sheff, she insists I can, I still feel like it is running away, but I am seriously considering the option.
Dad is possibly fingers crossed going on a Trial 2 drug, which basically means him being transferred to the Marsden Cancer hospital and being a guinea pig.
I have spent today catching voles for the I.S. Am moving to Uncle J tomorrow, ready for wed. I have to be there for 8am, meaning possible 6am starts, for 2 weeks, including weekends, now as most people know, this is going to be a problem for me.
Am also scared that as I know fuck all about voles and plants I will be caught out and made to look stupid. Possibly by poisoning them...
As this means I will be away from computer and internet access I expect this to result in 67 emails, only 3 of which are not spam and for Charlton to sell Deano for 50p or something like that.
See whenever I have not written something has happened. Spotty bollocked off, Rufus and Rowett have both retired and as I was leaving for Fulham I discovered that Claus Jensen has buggered off to Fulham.
So whatever disaster happens I can take full responsibility for it.
Also while I was in York we saw a UFO.
I can't be bothered to write an account of it, so here is me and The Hunter investigating it on MSN Messenger:
omeone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i saw a UFO! it was freaky and mental
MercMH says:
right
MercMH says:
wot made it so i was unidentifiable
MercMH says:
and where u see it?
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
in York this weekend.
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
it was about 10pm
MercMH says:
York is a big place city / outskirts
MercMH says:
give me a location for ufo
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
outskirts, little town type place called "" and we were arseing about and saw a brighter patch of sky, like some sort of smoke cloud, but it wasn't a cloud cos it was perfectly round
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
so we figured it was a light from somewhere, plane something sensible like that, except there was no sign of a light beam behind it
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
the ball moved to the left, i thought it might be a comet, or shooting star or something sensible like that or just a cloud
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
shape stayed the same, carried on moving left, then started moving right, slowly, then moved back left again
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
then whizzed right really quickly
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
and back to where it had started from, then started to get a bit bigger and almost like it was coming towards us, except it couldn't have been
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
then it vanished
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
it was freaky
MercMH says:
FACT
a large % of siting are military aircraft
the US govenment practically made up UFOs to cover up there spy planes and stealth bomber
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
it wasn't a plane.
MercMH says:
what u see in the sky now as in military aircraft is ruffly 15year old technology a fair number of sitting could well be top secret aircraft etc
MercMH says:
but lets cheak the more reasonable first
MercMH says:
weather conditions
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
dark! hehe, no was a fairly clear night, few clouds, but dark clouds, and none in this patch of sky
MercMH says:
cloud type
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
straggly, long and thin
MercMH says:
hum
MercMH says:
direction moving from u?
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
we didn't hear any noise, was in a room, was moving to my left then reversing back on itself
MercMH says:
colour
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
not quite white, perhaps grayish.
MercMH says:
shape
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
round.
MercMH says:
perfect or ?
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
sorta blurry round the edges, but reasonably perfect
MercMH says:
time
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
between 10-20ish-30ishpm.
MercMH says:
direction u were looking
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i dunno
MercMH says:
that's not helpful
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
we were in north Yorkshire though!
MercMH says:
think were the sun rose or set
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i didn't see either, but I'd make a guess at perhaps south west
---a lot later----
MercMH says:
well the colour is almost a military gray but location and direction u saw i in almost certainly rules that out weather conditions cant think of any in that colour
MercMH says:
round things don't fly very well though so not much uses of them
MercMH says:
il leave it as an unidentified object
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
yay!
Someone Save me! Project Vole is now underway. How badly will I be able to cock it up? says:
i did see a UFO! i did! i did!
I feel stupidly proud. Am now awaiting the alien invasion as seen in "Signs". Am preparing tinfoil hats and leaving glasses of water in Convenient places.
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Well after getting confused and staying up till midnight thinking I would be able to listen to the Charlton/Jianlibao game, I discovered that it was actually 12 DINNERTIME.
Pah.
So went to bed at half past three and then was up again by half nine. yes half nine. To get to Sidcup station to book tickets for tomorrow's adventure.
Dad and Mum were going to get them at London Bridge after the check up at the hospital but the queue was too long and Blackheath Train station said I had a better chance of getting a seat at Sidcup, it being a main station.
So anyway. I now have tickets.
Charlton are 2-1 up against Jianlibao, with Kish of all people scoring and Bartlett scoring the second.
We're doing ok in The Cricket, being 158-1 against the Windies.
I should be doing work for the voles, but cba at the mo, maybe after full time. I really only need to find out what I can feed them with, apparently my vole book has been cancelled by amazon as they can't get hold of it. The bastards.
Pah.
So went to bed at half past three and then was up again by half nine. yes half nine. To get to Sidcup station to book tickets for tomorrow's adventure.
Dad and Mum were going to get them at London Bridge after the check up at the hospital but the queue was too long and Blackheath Train station said I had a better chance of getting a seat at Sidcup, it being a main station.
So anyway. I now have tickets.
Charlton are 2-1 up against Jianlibao, with Kish of all people scoring and Bartlett scoring the second.
We're doing ok in The Cricket, being 158-1 against the Windies.
I should be doing work for the voles, but cba at the mo, maybe after full time. I really only need to find out what I can feed them with, apparently my vole book has been cancelled by amazon as they can't get hold of it. The bastards.
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Cool. While still sulking over not getting to see Welling or being able to afford China, I have discovered Park View Road! I can see the end where We all shouted for Chrissy to Score a penalty.
The other end at the high street end, where we watched Steve Brown start a run from one end to the pitch to another to score (or did he pass to someone else to score? - I don't remember, just that he was absolutely shattered by the end of it!)
It brings back memories of watching Matty Svensson break his arm twice, of after match pitch invasions and warm saturday afternoons while the new football season seems tantalisingly close now.
I can't wait. Can't wait for Saturday when I can see my first preseason, York Vs Wednesday, cant wait for catching up with MH, LF and Jena.
and only a few weeks till August and my birthday when Charlton will take on Bolton away!
The other end at the high street end, where we watched Steve Brown start a run from one end to the pitch to another to score (or did he pass to someone else to score? - I don't remember, just that he was absolutely shattered by the end of it!)
It brings back memories of watching Matty Svensson break his arm twice, of after match pitch invasions and warm saturday afternoons while the new football season seems tantalisingly close now.
I can't wait. Can't wait for Saturday when I can see my first preseason, York Vs Wednesday, cant wait for catching up with MH, LF and Jena.
and only a few weeks till August and my birthday when Charlton will take on Bolton away!
Adrien the guy from vanborough Health clinic came round today, did go and say Hello to him, it was only polite.
Reminded us that their are ppl around if we need to talk.
I dont need to talk to strangers, I know whats going to happen and how bad it can get, although I know it will be worse this time and I know that I will be coming home after uni too although I do not want too.
I am ready for this and I am preparing for it, although it would be wrong to say I am not scared. I am.
I am shit scared.
Reminded us that their are ppl around if we need to talk.
I dont need to talk to strangers, I know whats going to happen and how bad it can get, although I know it will be worse this time and I know that I will be coming home after uni too although I do not want too.
I am ready for this and I am preparing for it, although it would be wrong to say I am not scared. I am.
I am shit scared.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Scotland was great fun, I was really unsure about going away as I didnt know if I would be in the right frame of mind for going away, and how I'd get on with the Twins mates.
But I did, I have two of their numbers and hopefully am going to keep in touch with them, we had lots of adventures in Monarch of the Glen Country, (Kingussie - its a very pretty and scenic place and I'd recommend it to anyone.)
From losing the exhaust of the twins car to having the wing mirror snapped off by a renagade pheasant smashing into it.
To the Cottage having no hot water or heating so getting moved to a Fawlty Towers kinda B&B.
We went mountineering up a 458 foot hill, went rowing and Kayaking, lots of walks, even hunting the Loch Ness Monster!
Went shopping in Inverness and brought Donnie Darko for £3! which is ace, Dogma for £4.99 and Dangermouse for £3.99 and Two Monty Python films for a tenner!
Can't believe I missed the Welling friendly, I had E texting me the results at half and full times and I wish I'd been there, first time I've missed that in 3 years!
And what's going on with Carlton Cole? I thought he was meant to stay for another year as part of the Spotty Parker deal, then I get on the Internet and find he's buggered of to Villa?
I hope we get some money or another decent player instead, wouldn't mind Joe Cole...
Been swopping money over into my Student Loan account to make the overdraft seem a bit more respectable and went to see if PC world could fix my computer, which they cant (dicks)
Then MH text asking if I fancied going to York for the Weekend to see the York city/Sheff Weds friendly and meeting up with Jena and LF - of course I was up for that so hopefully will be getting train tickets tomorrow and NOT have to go all the way to Sidcup to get them!
Rang Vole lady and all seems arranged for me to go to play with them on Monday and move in with Uncle J for two weeks while I get it sorted.
Tomorrow, I must remind Dad that I have a letter to type up for him and I must do some sort of research into what Voles eat!
But I did, I have two of their numbers and hopefully am going to keep in touch with them, we had lots of adventures in Monarch of the Glen Country, (Kingussie - its a very pretty and scenic place and I'd recommend it to anyone.)
From losing the exhaust of the twins car to having the wing mirror snapped off by a renagade pheasant smashing into it.
To the Cottage having no hot water or heating so getting moved to a Fawlty Towers kinda B&B.
We went mountineering up a 458 foot hill, went rowing and Kayaking, lots of walks, even hunting the Loch Ness Monster!
Went shopping in Inverness and brought Donnie Darko for £3! which is ace, Dogma for £4.99 and Dangermouse for £3.99 and Two Monty Python films for a tenner!
Can't believe I missed the Welling friendly, I had E texting me the results at half and full times and I wish I'd been there, first time I've missed that in 3 years!
And what's going on with Carlton Cole? I thought he was meant to stay for another year as part of the Spotty Parker deal, then I get on the Internet and find he's buggered of to Villa?
I hope we get some money or another decent player instead, wouldn't mind Joe Cole...
Been swopping money over into my Student Loan account to make the overdraft seem a bit more respectable and went to see if PC world could fix my computer, which they cant (dicks)
Then MH text asking if I fancied going to York for the Weekend to see the York city/Sheff Weds friendly and meeting up with Jena and LF - of course I was up for that so hopefully will be getting train tickets tomorrow and NOT have to go all the way to Sidcup to get them!
Rang Vole lady and all seems arranged for me to go to play with them on Monday and move in with Uncle J for two weeks while I get it sorted.
Tomorrow, I must remind Dad that I have a letter to type up for him and I must do some sort of research into what Voles eat!
Monday, July 19, 2004
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Just before I piss off to Bonnie Scotland...
Isn't "Cannonball" by Damien Rice, just one of the most beautiful songs ever written?
I love it and It goes in my top 10 of favourite tunes*, somewhere alongside Queen's "Those were the days."
* To my eternal shame Britney Spears' "sometimes" is also in there. I know I should really seek therapy.
Isn't "Cannonball" by Damien Rice, just one of the most beautiful songs ever written?
I love it and It goes in my top 10 of favourite tunes*, somewhere alongside Queen's "Those were the days."
* To my eternal shame Britney Spears' "sometimes" is also in there. I know I should really seek therapy.
We're all going on a Summer Holiday!!
Well ok, only I am.
And I'm only off to Scotland for 10 days.
I'm packed - just need to pack me shampoo and shite, but that can be done in the morning.
The big problem was what the weather is going to be like, today has been vile, wet and windy.
Will Scotland be the same?
I packed 4 t-shirts, including my charlton shirt, spreading the word even further north than normal!
But i did pack many more warmer jumpers.
Am kinda looking forward to it, I like the twins, but I'm shy around new people, although uni has helped so not sure how I'll get on with their other mates.
I'm going to see their sheep and doggies too, which will be cool.
Today we went to see my Nan, This is Dad's mum, he still hadn't told her about being sick, or more precisely how sick he is.
She didn't seem to surprised, I think Aunt R. had already got to her, still at least this time she said hello to me, most of the time she blanks me.
Take pity on me, I'm spending 3 and a half hours on a grotty train - GNER are one of the worst i've travelled on and i've been on Pennine Expresses!
Still I have Harry Potter to keep me company, oooh as far as York.
Dunno what I'll do about the 4 hours its going to take coming back down to London.
Probably sleep or re-read my book.
Might even pluck up the courage to ring someone to have a chat to on the phone.
My phone phobia is kicking in again and unless I do something, I will be reduced to the quivering wreck I was before when ever the phone rang.
Well ok, only I am.
And I'm only off to Scotland for 10 days.
I'm packed - just need to pack me shampoo and shite, but that can be done in the morning.
The big problem was what the weather is going to be like, today has been vile, wet and windy.
Will Scotland be the same?
I packed 4 t-shirts, including my charlton shirt, spreading the word even further north than normal!
But i did pack many more warmer jumpers.
Am kinda looking forward to it, I like the twins, but I'm shy around new people, although uni has helped so not sure how I'll get on with their other mates.
I'm going to see their sheep and doggies too, which will be cool.
Today we went to see my Nan, This is Dad's mum, he still hadn't told her about being sick, or more precisely how sick he is.
She didn't seem to surprised, I think Aunt R. had already got to her, still at least this time she said hello to me, most of the time she blanks me.
Take pity on me, I'm spending 3 and a half hours on a grotty train - GNER are one of the worst i've travelled on and i've been on Pennine Expresses!
Still I have Harry Potter to keep me company, oooh as far as York.
Dunno what I'll do about the 4 hours its going to take coming back down to London.
Probably sleep or re-read my book.
Might even pluck up the courage to ring someone to have a chat to on the phone.
My phone phobia is kicking in again and unless I do something, I will be reduced to the quivering wreck I was before when ever the phone rang.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004
I was walking down to see my mum after work to go shopping for the prezzies, when I met the Lollipop man at the corner of Charlton Road, near the zebra crossing on Charlton House.
I felt so priviliged when he stopped traffic just for me.
For me!
Hehehehe.
Then I wondered if it was cos he felt I was as incapable of crossing the road as the schoolkids.
Then I thought that he probably mistook me for a schoolkid, seeing as most people do.
....
Oh well, A lollipop man helped me across the road, and I feel smug about it,
Although as Jitsu freak pointed out. "He probably feels like he needs to help you, seeing as London is full of crazed taxi drivers."
I then pointed out that Dad is a crazed taxi driver.
I felt so priviliged when he stopped traffic just for me.
For me!
Hehehehe.
Then I wondered if it was cos he felt I was as incapable of crossing the road as the schoolkids.
Then I thought that he probably mistook me for a schoolkid, seeing as most people do.
....
Oh well, A lollipop man helped me across the road, and I feel smug about it,
Although as Jitsu freak pointed out. "He probably feels like he needs to help you, seeing as London is full of crazed taxi drivers."
I then pointed out that Dad is a crazed taxi driver.
Vanbrugh Health Clinic just rang Dad.
They want him and Mum to talk things over, I guess to therapists and that kinda thing. It's things like that, that reminds you how serious the situation is.
Still Dad has a positive attitude and I'm trying to bounce off of that, keep positive myself.
Wonder how Mum will take therapists? Can't see her being too impressed.
Meanwhile.
England have reached 230-3 (All hail Freddie and Strauss as the Gods that they are), but as Dad points out, if we can do that, what can the West Indies do? Only 5 overs to go then we find out.
Dum-dum-dum!
They want him and Mum to talk things over, I guess to therapists and that kinda thing. It's things like that, that reminds you how serious the situation is.
Still Dad has a positive attitude and I'm trying to bounce off of that, keep positive myself.
Wonder how Mum will take therapists? Can't see her being too impressed.
Meanwhile.
England have reached 230-3 (All hail Freddie and Strauss as the Gods that they are), but as Dad points out, if we can do that, what can the West Indies do? Only 5 overs to go then we find out.
Dum-dum-dum!
Another Thrilling day here, To occupy myself and cheer meself up while I watch England lose at The Cricket again (86-3) I have been investigating websites.
Oh yes.
The fun never stops in our house.
For instance, did you know or even wonder if there was a www.www.com
Of course you didn't.
But there is.
However. www.com.com only sends you here.
I've also had an in depth and quite passionate argument with Dad - with childish name calling - over who lives in the Blue house in Balamory (It was Edie Mc Creadie as I kept telling him).
The Brat has gone for a job interview at Waterfront, and only 2 days till me holiday!
Going out tonight to get 21st B'day prezzies.
I've admitted defeat in my battle for links in a vain attempt to link back to the nice (foolish) people who have linked to me.
Blogger's instructions didn't make a blind bit of difference and I'm not computer-literate enough to do anything other than the EXACT instructions, so IF any kind soul out there DOES read this crock o' shit and would like to help a damsel in distress please do.
I'll just sit back now and twiddle me thumbs and hum while I wait vainly for offers of help...
Shall none be forthcoming as I doubt they will, I shall smile sadly and continue twiddling my thumbs, occasionally rocking back and forth in my padded cell.
Oh yes.
The fun never stops in our house.
For instance, did you know or even wonder if there was a www.www.com
Of course you didn't.
But there is.
However. www.com.com only sends you here.
I've also had an in depth and quite passionate argument with Dad - with childish name calling - over who lives in the Blue house in Balamory (It was Edie Mc Creadie as I kept telling him).
The Brat has gone for a job interview at Waterfront, and only 2 days till me holiday!
Going out tonight to get 21st B'day prezzies.
I've admitted defeat in my battle for links in a vain attempt to link back to the nice (foolish) people who have linked to me.
Blogger's instructions didn't make a blind bit of difference and I'm not computer-literate enough to do anything other than the EXACT instructions, so IF any kind soul out there DOES read this crock o' shit and would like to help a damsel in distress please do.
I'll just sit back now and twiddle me thumbs and hum while I wait vainly for offers of help...
Shall none be forthcoming as I doubt they will, I shall smile sadly and continue twiddling my thumbs, occasionally rocking back and forth in my padded cell.
Monday, July 05, 2004
Sunday, July 04, 2004
Being a Charlton Supporter generally means you support the underdogs, I guess that's another reason why I go to Sheff Weds games as well.
But I am so pleased Greece won tonight.
Screw Holland, Portugal, Spain, the Czechs, Italy.
Fuck Germany and France.
If England can't win, I'm always there cheering on the likes of Latvia, Bulgaria and Greece.
Made up for us losing The Cricket.
By the way. I fucking love Dangermouse, it is THE funniest kids TV show ever, in fact once all this spyware shit is off the computer I'm going to look on Amazon and see if its availible on DVD or video.
AND i fixed my bubble tube, ok i did get soaked doing it
*mental note* turn the power off before next time.
But I am so pleased Greece won tonight.
Screw Holland, Portugal, Spain, the Czechs, Italy.
Fuck Germany and France.
If England can't win, I'm always there cheering on the likes of Latvia, Bulgaria and Greece.
Made up for us losing The Cricket.
By the way. I fucking love Dangermouse, it is THE funniest kids TV show ever, in fact once all this spyware shit is off the computer I'm going to look on Amazon and see if its availible on DVD or video.
AND i fixed my bubble tube, ok i did get soaked doing it
*mental note* turn the power off before next time.
HEHE.
I overheard my Dad talking on the phone to my brother's Godfather yesterday.
"Oooh that Henry, He's got beautiful balls he has, really puts them about."
I had to leave the room I was giggling that much, kinda spoiled the joke though, me having to explain what I thought was so funny to The Brat.
England Vs New Zealand in The Cricket, Andy "Freddie" Flintoff, just got his 100,
Euro 2004 final tonight (Come on Greece!!)
And flicking over during the ads to see how Button is doing in the F1.
Yup, I'm having a good day.
And I have a holiday on Thursday to Look forward too.
I overheard my Dad talking on the phone to my brother's Godfather yesterday.
"Oooh that Henry, He's got beautiful balls he has, really puts them about."
I had to leave the room I was giggling that much, kinda spoiled the joke though, me having to explain what I thought was so funny to The Brat.
England Vs New Zealand in The Cricket, Andy "Freddie" Flintoff, just got his 100,
Euro 2004 final tonight (Come on Greece!!)
And flicking over during the ads to see how Button is doing in the F1.
Yup, I'm having a good day.
And I have a holiday on Thursday to Look forward too.
Friday, July 02, 2004
The Bastards!
Sky have been fiddling with the fixture lists again.
Charlton Vs Southampton has been moved to Monday night but that's ok, cos i'm reckoning that i'll still be in London by the 13th.
But us at home to Blackburn on the 27th? - I'm normally in Derby by then.
Sunday the 17th of October, home to Newcastle, again, I'll be in Derby.
Liverpool away on the 23rd? Wasn't really planning on going to that one so that could be ok, I'll forgive them for that one.
Palace away on the 5th December!!!!! NOOOOOO!!! I was definately planning on going to that one!
Charlton v Fulham on the 20th - possibly maybe home by then.
Hmm, all my hopes are fixed on my timetable, I think Aquatic Biology is a Monday afternoon, so Sunday games *COULD* be a possiblity.
Fingers crossed that I get Tuesday's off and I could race home for Monday night games.
HHMMM 8pm?
Say I get a train at 6?
Naaah wouldn't make Kick off. I'd get to Charlton by 9pm.
BOLLOCKS!!!
If I left at 5 it would be a push but I might just make it, as long as the trains weren't delayed for anything.
But lectures go till 5.
Buggery bollocky trampwank.
Sky have been fiddling with the fixture lists again.
Charlton Vs Southampton has been moved to Monday night but that's ok, cos i'm reckoning that i'll still be in London by the 13th.
But us at home to Blackburn on the 27th? - I'm normally in Derby by then.
Sunday the 17th of October, home to Newcastle, again, I'll be in Derby.
Liverpool away on the 23rd? Wasn't really planning on going to that one so that could be ok, I'll forgive them for that one.
Palace away on the 5th December!!!!! NOOOOOO!!! I was definately planning on going to that one!
Charlton v Fulham on the 20th - possibly maybe home by then.
Hmm, all my hopes are fixed on my timetable, I think Aquatic Biology is a Monday afternoon, so Sunday games *COULD* be a possiblity.
Fingers crossed that I get Tuesday's off and I could race home for Monday night games.
HHMMM 8pm?
Say I get a train at 6?
Naaah wouldn't make Kick off. I'd get to Charlton by 9pm.
BOLLOCKS!!!
If I left at 5 it would be a push but I might just make it, as long as the trains weren't delayed for anything.
But lectures go till 5.
Buggery bollocky trampwank.
Thursday, July 01, 2004
Somehow I have managed to scrape a B- in mammalian reproduction, but all my other modules were D's as normal.
Failed Nat processes but I knew that seeing as I walked out after 45 mins.
Today Curbs is supposed to be announcing two new signings, I hear that one is going to be Hughes from Birmingham and we're also linked with Gravesson from Everton and apparently the Rommedahl signing is in jeopardy, but I don't really believe any of that.
Meanwhile 3pm last night I got to sleep, and was up at 11 so that's better, the crickets on Sky so I'm going to watch that.
And Tim "The Robot" Henman is out of wimbledon - again.
Failed Nat processes but I knew that seeing as I walked out after 45 mins.
Today Curbs is supposed to be announcing two new signings, I hear that one is going to be Hughes from Birmingham and we're also linked with Gravesson from Everton and apparently the Rommedahl signing is in jeopardy, but I don't really believe any of that.
Meanwhile 3pm last night I got to sleep, and was up at 11 so that's better, the crickets on Sky so I'm going to watch that.
And Tim "The Robot" Henman is out of wimbledon - again.
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