Scarlet · Fever

Well this is not how I intended to spend my bank holiday weekend...shut up in my room with a stolen copy of Sugar Rush (sorry Claire, Abbey said I could! :P).

I could start getting stuff out the attic ready for moving but I'm scared of doing it on my own with no-one standing underneath ready to catch me when I fall...Jew's busy doing college work which I wish he would do when I'm at work, argh! :(

I'm more than ready for a weekend without booze. Not looking forward to work tomorrow as I got absolutely slaughtered at my Friday welcoming do. I am mortified. Oh god I need a copy of Word desperately, so's I can send on my CV.

It's one of those days when you're so bored but you don't wanna see anyone or do anything. Fucking baked on the bus coming back here only to find it too chilly to sunbathe because of the damn sea breeze.

YES, in a word, SATC writers, a resounding YES.

Gah I can't believe I'm using the remainder of my time off before I start the new job watching re-runs of sex and the freakin city.

I had to re-start my laptop 3x to get thru all my emails and f-list. When I move, I shall get a desk, and will be plonking a PC on that there desk. Ha and someone that most of you (chemically, rather than sociably) will know has said they're interested in moving in with me...hehehe.

Having general misgivings about taking on the job, and my reasons for moving back to Canterbury. What am I doing?! It would be nice not to be tied down to a contract. I have savings, I should be using them to travel or something, not to fritter away on rent! Haha yes like I'm ever going to find a travelling companion, or have the guts to do it on my own. Good one.

FATE. It's a four-letter word. Everyone name their favourite four-letter word. Maybe we'll make a short story or something.

I seem to be typing a lot of letters/tribunal reports these days about people who are basically criminals being handled with kid gloves and it's really pissing me off. But then that's nothing new, just another addition to the list of what's fucked up with UK law.

For example - this one bloke, three prison sentences, physically/sexually assaulting staff...what does he get in return? Help filling in his wretched housing application form, and housing/council tax benefits.

I'm tired of people using mental illness to get off work/get a better result from their court appearances. I'm not saying all people with mental illness do this; I've just read and typed a lot of letters about the subject and it does seem to be escalating recently.

And don't get me started on ADHD/OCD/SAD and all those other acronyms >.<

Guess I'm just old-fashioned.

Casting director Carol Dudley on Terry Gilliams plans to incorporate Jew Law, Colin Farrel and Johnny Depp into Heath Ledger's last role in Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus:

"Why not make lemonade from the lemon rather than sweep it under the carpet."

Why not, indeed.

Bye folks, I'm off to check under the carpet for hordes of lemons...

I don't always wanna be moaning about stuff (no, srsly Joe! :P) so to make up for my rant I'd like to tell everyone how great cafepress dot com is.

They are great :D

I told them a thingy I ordered hadn't arrived and they emailed back straight away and after a couple more emails said they'd sent a replacement at no extra charge, and if the original thingy arrived I didn't hafta send it back, it would be their apologetic gift to me <3 :') DVLA take note! >:(

I've finished another diary this week. I must have completed over a dozen by now. Now I get to start my leather-feel Paperchase one with the recycled-yet-still-managing-to-look-glamorous pages! Rejoice.

Finally finished reading that book about the dog in the night-time and now I'm re-reading Microserfs. At first it irritates with it's pop cultural references, it's leik, Douglas Coupland trying to be down with the kids y'all; but then some parts are surprisingly perceptive with regards to what we end up using comput0rz and intern3tz0rs for. (end of eloquent and informative review).

I bought emo shoes the other day. My second pair :( What's happening? Lol. Seriously in general I now seem rather preoccupied with what to wear and taking note of what other people in the street wear...when did I become this girly?

Yay the Smashing Pumpkins Simpsons episode is on.

Q: If there were two of you, which one would win?

Me: Yeah I'm ringing up to replace my card, it was stolen, you said I need the crime reference number, which I now have

DVLA bloke: ? Nah you don't need a crime reference number

Me: Great.

Me: Anyway, as I'm replacing my card, I also need to tell you about a change of address...

DVLA bloke: oh noes, you have to get a form from the Post Office for that

Your Humble Narrator: *dies quietly*

ArGh DVLA fuckers, you've had enough of my money, now you're making me run around getting bastard forms when you can't fucking change an address on a database.

He is single. He will be mine. Mwahahahaha. Bai bai Joe =P

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7171340.stm

Further proof that 2008 is shaping up to be a better year =)

*Editzorising* Ok so recent google images are a bit of a let down. But I still would. I guess.

Hurrah, one of the lamest years of my life is ending \o/

Resolutions for 2008: -

* Get a job that doesn't involve an agency!!! (ha now I sound like a call girl...hmm)

* Be nicer to Joe <3 the poor thing has endured all my crap along with me this year and I owe him

* Take better care of myself physically. Being ill for three weeks is kinda scary =/

* Channel my anger into something other than chav-baiting.

Nice and vague and hopefully easy to stick to :)

Let's get this partay started \m/ Champagne for my real friends and real pain for my sham friends.

Meep, my agency just phoned and they say I still have 84 hours of holiday left to take before 28th December. Though I thought cos I'd been having the odd day off here and there that would've brought it down to 50-60-ish. I should be kicking my heels at the thought of two weeks holiday but there's no wai they would let me actually take it - there's no back up workers for what I do here at all! :( gah. Guess I'll just have to ask if I can have the pay instead.

Though when I brought up the holiday thing a coupla weeks back it was insinuated that any sickness I've had this year should come out of my holiday time, as I'm "not entitled to sick leave" but this is just waffly bollox which I choose to ignore.

Most like this journal entry.

Bored with the indie dirge/hippity hop beatz of Radio 1 I tuned into ~*CSR*~ Canterbury Student Radio! Which plays the same indie dirge! =/ honestly you'd think students with a (more-or-less) free range over what they play wouldn't stick to Chelsea Dagger and that song about the girlfriend that looks like a boyfriend or whatever.

Oh and by the way playing the full length versions of Champagne Supernova and Parnoid Android is such a cop out and excuse not to have to talk on air - I know cause I used to do it :P Killswitch Engage and Robert Mile's Children were the most diverse and best things of yesterday's listening pleasha.

I spent 3-4 hours re-dying my hair last night, methinks it's too long (both hair and time). Tried playing guitar while I was waiting for it to take as my voice suddenly sounded really good I thought after singing to my kitteh that he couldn't go out cause "baby it's cooooold, outside!" but my fingernails are too long and my fingers too small :'(

I'm on the third Narnia book. Well done me. Called 'The Horse and his Boy.' So far it's about a horse. And a boy.

w00t I've been given a radio at work! Reception heard me moaning about not being able to lug my stereo on the bus (old skool) so found me one. My sanity may yet be saved.

Lack of updates from me as I'd rather not document this part of my life. Looking forward to next year. A new start. Hopefully lots of social (weekend, preferably!) gatherings leading up to it as well.

This week I have been mostly reading hilarious articles on cracked dot com and (re)-reading the Dark Tower series. Tis easy bus reading.

Nice to unexpectedly see an old friend in Spoons last night (along with the other people of course!). Looking forward to watching Lost series 3 with Jew and Kitteh tonight. No spoilers plzthnx.

~ Edit ~ Christ I'm already remembering how fed up of radio I got when I worked with it on in Herne Bay. So far I've tried a variety of stations and come up with Gabrielle, Meat Loaf(!), Beautiful South, Oasis, Simply Red >_< does it ever change ffs?!

I actually cried with laughter at Burlesque last night, all because of the jingling belt of one of the belly dancers that go on before us. You had to be there :) but srsly I was laughing so much that one of the girls that helps teach the routine had to come up and ask me if I was ok, which made me laugh harder. Then we did the damn James Bond theme routine again.

When I got back to Joe's I died laughing some more at Russell Brand. His descripton of social etiquette involved in using chip and pin was most amusing =D