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7/22/2007 Not bringing the straighteners was a BIG mistakeI'm sad :( Just one more stint on the stand and then I'm off home. I need to look at the trains actually, see if this is going to be a fun-packed journey from passenger hell. I don't want to go home :(
And for the record, yes, not bringing the straighteners was a BIG mistake!!! lol x 7/18/2007 Just a Quickie!Just a quickie because I really ought to be going to bed... but I'm far too excited! And I've packed way too much....I'm only going until Sunday but I seem to have packed half of my wardrobe.... I have about twelve billion tops and have several options for each night. WHY? It's daft really. Next year I'll know what I need but right now I haven't a scooby. The last dilema I had related to a hairdryer and my straighteners. This time last year I would not have had this worry. I wouldn't have been bothered either way. So I'm slightly shocked. Anyways, I squeezed both appliances in my bag (which is big enough for me to climb in) - after umming and ahhing about which set of straighteners. Seriously, I don't know what's happened to me. But with the straighteners come products. It's ridiculous. So after half an hour of being a complete girl, I tried to lift my bag but couldn't. I need one of those thingies with wheels.... Or, perhaps, a (hot) bellboy in tow to just carry the bag for me??? So I threw out the straighteners - conning myself with the words "I'll not have time to straighten my hair anyways". "Hang on," the other side of my brain interrupted, "if you take your superb new ones they heat up in seconds...., "yes, but, on Thursday night my hair'll be in bunches, I'm sure I can cope with fluffy hair for two days...." "Woah there missus, there are sportsmen floating about, you require fabulous hair" "Not at all, sparkling wit overrules" "Er, no, you misunderstand, where there's drink, wit is irellevant" "Ah. Good point". Hm. Maybe I should repack the straighteners....
So anyways, I'm happy because I'm hitching a lift with dad to the station and catching the train to Bristol with him. We've not had a good natter for yonks because our regular Wednesday-meeting-up-and-getting-sloshed-over-cricket has been scuppered firstly by the weather and then by other commitments. So I'm looking forward to catching up. That and the fact he'll be wearing a suit which is mildly amusing.
Right. Must go and, um, sleep. A potential four days without internet access.... I wonder if I'll get withdrawal symptons. Hmm.... 7/17/2007 Crazylady dancing in the middle....a bit like Rocky running up those stepsTo be fair, I have had a wee glass of wine, I'm excited and am singing at the top of my lungs to the neighbours disgust but....
Bonnie Tyler - Holding Out For A Hero
Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods? Where's the great white Hercules to fight the rising odds? Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed? Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life Larger than life Somewhere after midnight In my wildest fantasies Somewhere just beyond my reach There's someone reaching back for me Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat It's gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life Larger than life I the mountains neath the heavens above Out where the lightning strikes the sea I can swear that there's someone somewhere watching me Through the wind and the chill and the rain and the storm and the flood I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life Larger than life Oh bugger, didn't shut the curtains. This accompanied some crazy lady dancing in the middle. Oops. 7/16/2007 I'm going to run around the room now!!I'm so excited! I just booked coach tickets to Hastings and I'm well chuffed. I used some emergency savings so it's guilt-free! WOOO! Roll on September! :D I haven't seen Sian since, what, September 1998?! How bonkers is that?!!!! :D Wooooooooooooo! I'm now off to run around the room in frenzied manner! xxx 7/12/2007 My worst nightmareWell hurrah for the smoking ban! I have to just say quickly that it was so nice leaving a pub and not stinking of cigarettes! I'm vaguely ashamed to say that on the way home in the taxi I felt very smug looking at groups of people huddled in doorways getting soaked in the rain. The thing is, though, I don't know what I'd do if they banned tea. That would be awful. I'd have to buy the leaves illegally and hide my teapot. Can you grow tea in England? Well I'd have a jolly good try if you can't. I hardly coped in Spain without a decent cup of tetleys, it doesn't bear thinking about. But hey, the government are banning everything and wanting to put higher taxes on 'bad' things. They'll start monitoring our individual air consumption in a minute and billing that too. You just watch.
Rant over. I need a cuppa! 7/9/2007 BikiniShock. Horror. I almost bought a bikini today. Woah. Now here's the funny bit - I've never owned a bikini before (except for when I was really really young). I know. Bizarre. 7/7/2007 Public Again!Well, I've gone public again with msnspace! Hurrah!
Well today has been curious. In short, I re-potted plants, had strange happiness that my spider plant is having babies, have a giant bag of compost that I'm not sure what I should do with now, had a quick stomp to the library for new books, heard from someone I met months ago - handbag man's friend!, ate biscuits, growled that Casualty isn't on today because of this daft Live Earth stuff (don't get me wrong, the message is vitally important, but did they have to bump Casualty from the schedule? It's an outrage) and um, well, paced a bit because I'm bored. You know. The usual Saturday really.... 7/5/2007 Slugs on a missionI took a stroll to the supermarket tonight - well, more of a quick stomp in a hurry because of the weather - and played dodge-the-slug. They were everywhere!!! It's like they think "eh up, it's crap weather, lets go for a roam....over THERE!". And they all suddenly go for a mad dash (slowly). Where do they normally live when the weather is fine? I feel that my slug knowledge is sadly lacking and may need to edumecate myself. (Yes, edumecate. It's a much nicer word to say. Try saying it yourself. Edumecate. Good yes?)
p.s. I saw ready-made sweet pancakes today and bought them. I've never seen them before. I kind of feel lazy now. Hm. But pancakes are one of my favourite things in the entire world ever. Just a little fact for you there. 7/2/2007 How angelic do I feel right now?Hallo! The weekend was pretty ace. I went up to Bath on Saturday and then yesterday stuffed my face with roast beef. Pretty excellent if I may say so myself.
Well, I have so far remained alcohol-free since last Thursday... several opportunities for a swift half have arisen but alas I passed! How angelic do I feel right now?! Um, very. 0:-)
Anything else to report? Um.... (thinking). I should explain why I have made my msnspace private for a minute. In short, the was this man (who I've never met) who has contacted me a few times and I, well if I'm honest, freaked out. Now, I don't mind any person reading my ramblings but this chap emailed me somewhere else, looked for me on the net and then sent me two messages from my msnspace. I'm sure he's probably very nice and it might be normal behaviour on another continent but here in England web etiquette is really rather different. I'm afraid to say it has creeped me out.
Right, time for toast....
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