Hmm boredom2006-07-26 07:53:42 ET

I will not write a journal entry about blokes.. I wont.. I will resist..

Hmm, distraction, it's all horrible and sticky hot here. I love it when it's hot, but not when it's sticky. I could quite happily lie in a bath full of ice cubes right now, except I've already been bannedfrom that. I've also been banned from sleeping in the freezer. Damn.

I should so be sitting in a pub garden right now, drinking cocktails (and watching the barman), but everyone is working shifts and they all seem to be on a late tonight.. and I'm not going to sit down the pub on my own. Especially as I can only actually afford one drink. You don't think that'd appear slightly stalkerish do you?

"No, no, I can't afford another drink, thought I'd just come down the pub and stare at you shyly from the corner.."


2006-07-23 02:53:24 ET

The wonderful Helen/Goldfishdreams and Adrian have redesigned my website for me! And it's all shiny and new!! Go look!

I've decided I should be kept away from blokes at all costs now, I just myself into one silly situation after another.

Goddamn car2006-07-17 01:04:56 ET

So.. the brakes went.

Yeah.. that was fun.. *shudders*

Was on my way home from work on Saturday and went to leave the motorway and realised that my brakes weren't working. So had a fun time trying to find somewhere (and somehow) to stop the car. Of course there were lots of lovely pedestrians only too happy to walk out in front of my car. Grrr.

Then once I'd managed to stop (found a conveniently empty car park) and phoned my dad, a traffic warden wanders over and is all "you know it's not free to park here don't you?". Then the git waited till I'd calmed down and explained the car had broken and then said "yeah I heard you on the phone".


It all seems to be ok again now, but this is getting really really silly!

Don't drive in London!2006-07-09 08:41:29 ET

Friday was an.. interesting day..
Got up at 6.30am, did the whole work thing as usual - and it was a very long day at work, I was tired by the time I left work. Then I met up with Maz and we drove to Basingstoke to pick up Helen and Adrian.

Then the fun started.. some clever person (yes, ssh, I know it was me) decided to drive into London. Bad, bad, bad idea. We got very, very lost.. we drove around for a long time and eventualy I got so tired of driving and far too stressed so we decided to go home. So we met up with Nathan at Goodge Street and started to head home.

We were just going past Oxford Circus Station when my car decided to die. Right in between two sets of traffic lights, basically in the most inconvenient place possible. (For the non-brits, Oxford Circus is right in the middle of London and is very very busy, even at 3am) So we had to sit there, with the boot open (and no hazard lights!!) watching buses go round the car far too close for comfort. We stayed there for about an hour and a half. During which time lots of lovely people decided to take photos of us, especially one lovely bloke who was trying to lean in the window while I was in the driving seat holding back tears. Really lovely.

Thankfully there were some really lovely workmen offering advice and helping us move the car out of the way as much as possible. And Adrian provided the entertainment by lying in the boot wearing his leather trousers and "stroking (his) thigh at passing bus drivers" (his words, not mine!).

Help arrived eventualy and told us that the alternater (?) had broken. And because there were 5 of us in the car we had to wait for another guy to come and tow us home. Bearing in mind we broke down at about 11:30pm..we were still sitting waiting at 3am.

Then we get to travel home in a very cramped tow truck, with absolutely no leg room (and me wearing a very short dress). We got home some time after 4am and decided that we really really really needed alcohol.

I fell asleep about 6:30-7am. Note to self - sofa is not comfy, even when very drunk!!

We were sitting in the garden by about 11am enjoying the sunshine, and not being able to move.

Bizarrely it was actually all quite fun, despite getting lost and breaking down. That was all thanks to the nutters I was with, so thank god they made a nightmare situation so much fun!

Some good points2006-06-23 09:36:30 ET

I have to be really sweet tomorrow, think I'll have to put on false eyelashes, just so I can flutter them.

A bloke came in today to get some sets of negs put onto CD's, I was seriously annoyed till I realised what they were photos of. He's got The Cure and the Banshees! I neeed copies! So I'm going to go beg him for copies tomorrow, 'specially as my auto scanner wouldn't accept them and I had to scan them in individually.

Oh yeah, and I've confirmed what I've always known. Head office don't give a shit about us "little people", we had Mr Top Boss Bloke in today. I've never met anyone so fake in my life. He came over to say hi to me (I may have told him to be quick because I was very busy) and although he asked questions, he blatantly wasn't listening to a word I said. You know when you can tell people are just pretending to hear you? He was such a lovely bloke. My managers rose tinted glasses have just shattered, she was convinced Head Office actually give a fuck, today wasa wake up call. Maybe she'll quit kissing ass now... maybe.


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