Hmmm

I have a complaint.

It's just a little one, but its very important.

If the old woman doesn't stop trying to feed me up, I am going to end up bus sized!!!!!!!!!!!

FFS! Every 30 seconds she asks me if I want something to eat. It's driving me crazy!

We go out to lunch and I'll have a starter, a main and then be too full to have dessert but she'll insist and order something for me anyway and then make me eat it. I nearly threw up the other day at the table and thats the only reason she let me stop eating!!!!!!!

Fuck!

She also buys me 1 KILO of chocolate every WEEK.... there's 2 kgs of chocolate in the fridge at the moment - I cant give the shit away and I can't eat it all!!!!!

Dear god.

I mean, I eat a fair bit - well - actually, I eat small amounts regularly, but this is just nuts. I can't take it any more!!!!! I am so sick of food!!!!!

We were out at lunch with her granddaughter the other day (the grand daughter is heading to Oz later this year so was grilling me about it, we had great fun) and I got a call, she knew what I was planning to order but while I was on the ph she placed my order with the waiter for me, when it arrived, she hadn't ordered me the starter i wanted - she'd ordered the main as a starter and then the other main I had been thinking about having as my actual main course... then she ordered me bloody dessert!!!!!!!

She's evil. I'm sure of it.

Thank god I never mentioned to her how much I love Krispy Kremes or I'm convinced she'd be forcing them down my throat too.

Bloody hell.

xoxox

I was talking to my sister last night.

I am so lucky to have her as a sister. I really really am.

She's awesome.


We had a good bitch about mum too as she's driving her nuts at the moment. Heh.


Spoke to my oldest niece for a while too - G is learning about pocket money. I am seriously tempted to just buy the barbie she wants and send it back to her so that she can have it now rather then waiting until she's earned the money, but I also know that that would be very irresponsible (surprise!) and wouldn't teach her that she has to earn the things she wants (like I can talk), so I am going to resist the urge to buy that barbie doll.

I'll buy her something else instead. Heh.

I know - I'm hopeless, but the poor little thing has been sick so she needs something to cheer her up, right?? Right!

xoxox

One of my friends has just had a nervous breakdown.

Funny how its always the last ones you'd expect that it happens to, isn't it???

She's always the life of the party and she's just so much fun that its really weird to think of it.

xoxox

Oxford was beautiful btw. I had a great day.

SS has advised me that I am addicted to texting and she is going to stage an intervention.

I have no idea what she's talking about....

xoxox

Weather report (just for Treespotter) -

Currently beautiful.

Hayfever report -

Insanely high. Its driving me fucking crazy. I don't know if I can handle 3 months of feeling like this.

xoxox

Have a great weekend beautiful people.

MWAH.

Sad.

Remember a while ago I said a friend of mine got engaged???


Well, they’ve split.

Ouch.

It got very nasty but it has all been sorted now (they had property together – let that be a lesson to you all).

Anyway, extract of the conversation:

Me: Holy shit, so are you doing ok?
Him: Yeah, I’m fine.
Me: (suspiciously) Are you doing the guy thing?
Him: What’s the guy thing?
Me: That thing guys do where they say its ok but it’s not really.
Him: What’s to talk about? We were together, now we aren’t.
Me: GAH!!!!!

I really hate the guy thing.

It also really shits me that I am over here – as are all my girl friends that he knows. (Well, 2 of them are over here, another is there, but 6 mths pregnant and has a very jealous bf so it’s not like he’s going to be taking her out to dinner anytime soon).

Sorry – to clarify that – normally in this situation, he would take one of my friends out to dinner – somehow dinner with a smart, beautiful woman always helps.

And I’d like to point out that it is JUST dinner – no shenanigans – besides from the fact that he is a gentleman, he knows if he touches one of my friends and he’s not serious then I’ll kick his ass.

Or nag him to death.

Either way, it’s going to be painful.

Anyway, I’ll think of something to do for him. All good.

Although suggestions would be welcome.

Its really fucking cold today.

What the fuck is going on with this weather??? I protest!!!!!!!!

Day off tomorrow - heading to Oxford to spend the day with SS - very exciting stuff.

Anyway, here's one of those stupid email things.

I tag everyone. (Yes - that includes YOU!)

If you don't want to pollute your own blog with it, just post it in comments.

If you are too damn lazy to even do that, then you suck. :-)


I just realised there are a whole lot of questions missing out of this - someone must not have liked some of them. Ah well.

1. What time did you get up this morning? 7.30
> 2. Diamonds or Pearls? Pearls
> 3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? X3
> 4. What are your favourite TV shows? Greys
> 5. What did you have for breakfast? Cornflakes & orange juice
> 6. What is your middle name? Lee
> 7. What is your favourite cuisine? Thai
> 8. What foods do you dislike? Sushi, I despise sushi.
> 9. Your favourite Potato chip? Salt & cracked black pepper
> 10. What is your favourite CD at the moment? Sinatra
> 11. What kind of car do you drive? Well today I’m in the Range Rover, but its not mine.
> 12. Favourite sandwich? Ham, cheese & avocado. Or fairy bread. (Shut up)
> 13. What characteristics do you despise? All the ones that I dislike in myself (inability to make decisions etc)
> 14. What are your favourite clothes? My fave black bonds t-shirt and my jeans - it means I'm going to be spending the day cruising round at home or at my best friends place.
> 15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Italy
> 16. What colour is your bathroom? Here its yellow (yellow – can you fucking believe it???) at home its cream and green.
> 17. Favourite brand of clothing? Depends what for.
> 18. Where would you want to retire to? Somewhere close enough to friends & family that I can spend as much time with them as I want, somewhere far enough away that I can get some time to myself.
> 20. Where were you born? Mt Isa
> 21. Favourite sport to watch? Paint drying. Actually, not strictly true – I will watch Indy, SOO, Olympic swimming and sometimes, I’ll even watch rugby.
> 22. Who do you least expect to do this / send it back? ? I’ll tell you in 5 days
> 23. Person you expect to send it back first? ? As above
> 24. Coke or Pepsi? Coke – you can’t beat the real thing!
> 25. Are you a morning person or night owl? Night!!!!! God I hate mornings! Unless of course there's sex involved, then its allllllll ok.
> 26. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with everyone? Umm, no. Sorry.
> 27. What did you want to be when you were little? A Princess (surprise!) or a vet (which lasted until I had to dissect a bulls eye in grade 8 – after I had thrown up on 3 of them (before we’d even made the first cut), the teacher banned me from the room during any and all future dissections. That was the end of that).
> 28. What is your best childhood memory? When my sister first went away to boarding school, at the end of her first term, we drove there to pick her up and I had missed her so much all that time!!!!! She wrote me 2 letters every week but it just wasn't the same. I went running into the dorm ahead of the rest of my family to find her, when I did, she swept me up in a big hug and spun me around as both of us laughed and kissed each other. She then introduced me to all her friends before going to find mum & dad (who were talking to her dorm matron)
> 29. What are the different jobs you have had or do in your life? Switch bitch, Processing, in call centres – consultant, tech support, floor walker, specialist complaints (level 3 & above - ie, we're about to get our asses sued), quality listener, assistant t/l, team leader inbound, team leader outbound, assistant call centre manager, staff rewards & recognition coordinator, KPI analyst, scheduling and I think I’ve missed something for the call centres but can’t think what it is, fraud investigator, credit risk analysis, I can’t be assed typing anymore – this list is too long already.
> 30. Nicknames? Grub (My sister STILL calls me this!!! No one else is silly enough to though), Princess, Shoe Girl, Giggles, Bird. (Any others are derived from my real name)
> 31. How many Piercing? Ears only, and even that was traumatic.
> 32. Eye Colour? Usually green although they can change depending on my mood.
> 33. Ever been to Africa? no
> 34. Ever been toilet papering? no
> 35. Been in a car accident? Yes
> 36. Favourite day of the week? Every day I wake up, but in particular, Tuesday as its currently my day off.
> 37. Favourite restaurant? I have several.
> 38. Favourite flower? Fresia, Tulip & of course, roses. And gerbras (cause they are so ‘happy’!)
> 40. Favourite fast food restaurant? HJ’s – but only for a chicken, bacon & cheese burger with double ranch dressing.
> 41. How many times did you fail your driver's test? Once – I got the Scottish guy (you know they ended up giving him a quota of people he HAD to pass per month because he just failed everyone automatically??? He was so nasty!)
> 42. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail? An ex (not cheating ex, so its all good)
> 43. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? I am not supposed to be using them anymore, remember??? But if you’re going to twist my arm, then Jimmy Choo.
> 45. Who are you most curious about their responses to this questionnaire? Everyone – I’m nosey like that.
> 46. Last person you went to dinner with? K2 & LH
> 47. What are you listening to right now? Nothing
> 48. What is your favourite colour? Green or pink
> 49. How many tattoos do you have? None, but have thought about it.
> 50. How many people are you sending this Email to? No idea yet.

My typical day & other bite size pieces

My average day –

6.30am Wake up, bathe, dress
7.30 – 8am Mrs M will call out to say she's ready to go downstairs to have breakfast

8.30am Put dishes in dishwasher, go upstairs to make the beds

10am Come downstairs and check if Mrs M wants morning tea (so far, she's said 'yes', once) Boil kettle for housekeeper and dog keeper to have morning tea.

12 noon Prepare lunch (it's the main meal of the day)

1pm Have lunch

2pm Load dishes in dishwasher, go upstairs or out for my 2 hours off I get each day.

4pm Finish of time off, come downstairs and check if Mrs M wants a drink or anything (never said 'yes' once)

6.30 / 7pm Prepare supper (Water crackers with butter & cheese or slices of ham with pickles *gag*) (<- needless to say I don't eat that sh*t)

Post supper Watch TV / read

10pm Walk Mrs M upstairs to her room so she can go to bed.


Does anyone wonder why I felt slightly guilty for giving them a rather large bill for a weeks 'work'?????

It feels somewhat immoral to say the least…..

xoxox

The house is set in the midst of 20 acres of landscaped gardens which is smack bang in the midst of 2000 acres of woodland. It is simply beautiful and I will try to remember to get some pics for you – it's lovely. I actually have an entire wing of the house to myself… as you do….

Yep – I'm doing it tough….

xoxox

In London for the day today, it's been good so far, I have to go pack up some more of my stuff to take back there with me though so I have to dash!

xoxox

Also - I am still reading everyone's blogs - I am just always short on time which means that I don't get time to comment to often! I do still love you all though!

xoxox

When I originally packed, i forgot to pack my vibes, which means of course that I've been doing it old skool style (hahaha - I love that phrase) for the last couple of weeks, I haven't got RSI yet thank goodness and it shouldn't be too much of a problem now as they were the very first thing I threw in my suitcase!

Thank christ.

xoxox

I never had hayfever until I came to the UK (typical) and i currently have to worst case known to mankind, i am on 3 different types of hayfever crap and am doubling the doses of all of them just to function.

Fucking England.

xoxox

I was going to say something else but I'm fucked if I can remember what it was. Oh well.

xoxox

Ah ha! I just remembered - I am swearing so much less then I used to !!! How great is that!!!!???

xoxox

Ok, thats it for me - have to run!

Hugs to all

Hi There!

Hello kidlets - how are y'all???

I, funnily enough, am fabulous!

My new job is the easiest fucking job I have had in my life - yes, even easier then the last one (except now I have no internet - BAH!).

I am averaging a book a day -

Fri was Da Vinci Code - all I have to say about that was that its 4 hours of my life I can never get back, Dan Brown (that *is* his name, right?) owes me.

Sat was Memoirs Of A Geisha - I do like this book, its probably the 5th time I have read it (I like to read books over and over again, I have read Gone With The Wind over 65 times so far, so 5 times isn't many, but its an indication)

Sun was 1984 - One of my fave books of all time.

Mon was Pride and Prejudice - yet another of my fave books of all time.

Today I have bought 4 more - one on Cesare Borgia, one on Nell Gywn, one on a french nun from the 1700's and just for fun, one on Charles II.

I may go back and buy something a little lighter though - its always nice to have mind candy laying round to read when you feel like it.

Anyway, today is my day off. Its also the first time I have driven a car since i got here.

I had forgotten just how much I love to drive. Seriously. I love driving a car, I was smiling from ear to ear as I drove down the driveway and my cheeks were sore from smiling so much by the time I got here to Leicester.

There is something about being on the road that I seriously love - its the possibilities, I think.

And possibly the fact that I am in control.

Me and my control freak tendencies... *sigh*

Heh

Anyway, I am off to go shopping (I need brown flat shoes - start rant - do you have ANY fucking idea how hard it is to find brown flat shoes??? Seriously - they make endless amounts of ever other goddamn shade imaginable but good luck trying to find brown and i HAVE to have brown as i refuse to do the brown and black thing - no one should ever do the brown and black thing. it's just wrong! You can find brown highheels anywhere you look, you can find wedges (*vomit*) in every store but good luck finding brown fucking flat shoes. End rant). After that I have a hair appointment and a pedicure and waxing appointment. thank you god - I will start to feel more like me again.

Hope you are all well.

Hugs to all!

Traumatised

The good thing about starting a new job -

It's new!!! It's exciting!!! It's a change!!!

The bad thing about starting a new job -

The constant desire to throw up all day.



The team bought me earrings, Krispy Kremes & Haagen Dazs Strawberry Cheesecake ice-cream and in a little while, we're heading out for lunch.

Aren't they sweet?


Dinner last night was great fun - chinese for dinner followed by Haagen Dazs sitting in the park of Leicester Square.

MH cried when she said goodnight to me.
K2 got all teary but couldnt cry as her mascara would run (lol)

The others are already making plans to come visit me. :-)

Bless 'em.

Hmmmm....

2nd to last day at work… very exciting stuff!

I am nowhere near ready to leave for my new job – my ‘To Do’ list is getting longer by the second as I think of more and more things that I need to sort out, the problem is that I am not putting things onto the list at the same speed with which I am removing them.

Possibly because I’m not actually getting anything done on the list.

Going out tonight with a group of friends – all the girls plus a few of the boys, it won’t be a late one as I have too much stuff to do when I get home and I don’t want to be hung over tomorrow as it’ll be a big day – finish up here by mid-day and then head straight off.

xoxox

I was at a tube station the other day – I don’t even remember which one it was, but as I was standing on the escalator, I thought to myself “Wow! This is exactly what the inside of the Death Star would look like!!!”

Yes, I’m sad.

I can live with it.

xoxox

Well I finally crossed 2 things off my ‘To Do’ list… 2 down, 17 to go…. Erk!

xoxox

What, exactly, do you say to your friends new GF when she asks you (the first time you ever chat, which is also the first you have even heard of her existence) if your friend treated you well while you and he were ‘together’???? Besides from the ‘Jesus Christ – what has he said or is she just bluffing??’ type questions that race through your head, is there such a thing as a ‘right’ answer to that?????

Personally, I don’t think there is.

Particularly when the person concerned didn’t actually treat me that well. Not that he treated me ‘badly’ as such, but there was a whole lot that just wasn’t ‘right’ – all of which we have discussed and we’re both fine with it now but still… what the hell do you say??

Nothing like being put on the spot…Talk about pressure!

xoxox

Money Money Money

My dad’s family was not rich, but certainly comfortable. He is largely indifferent to money, he doesn’t resent spending it but he doesn’t really care about it.

My mum grew up poor. And when I say ‘poor’, I really do mean, ‘poor’. One of 7 children, underwear was handed down in her family for gods sake and it tends to explain my mothers attitude to money…. (Not to put too fine a point on it) she’s a tightarse.

This, knowing my passive aggressive stance on rebellion against my mother and everything she stands for, tends to explain my attitude towards money… I’m… umm… not a tightarse…

I remember when I was in grade 3, mum & dad had some function on and dad told her to go buy a new dress for it, so we went to the dress shop (she took me with her, even in grade 3, my taste was far more trustworthy then hers) and she must have tried on every god damn dress in the place. In the end, she couldn’t decide between 6 outfits.

So we left with none. (Can you picture my head exploding already?)

We got back to the office and my dad asked her what she’d bought, she explained the problem so my dad immediately walked out of the office, down to the store and asked the saleslady, which were the outfits that mum couldn’t decide between and then bought the whole bloody lot of them. My mother, predictably, had a heart attack at the cost but my father simply pointed out the stupidity of having so much money sitting in the bank when they could be getting some enjoyment out of it. Years later, she still doesn’t get it.

To my knowledge, no one has ever given my mother a gold star and said 'Congratulations - you went without'.


Needless to say, that’s not a problem I have. Mine is the exact opposite.

When I was 19, I walked into the house in a brand new pair of black knee high boots and my mum flipped – she asked how much and I told her (well, I lied, I dropped $100 off the price) (lucky, eh?) and she told me that if I ever got married I was going to have to marry someone good with money and then let him have complete control of the finances – I just looked at her like she was crazy and said she was a bit behind – I’d worked that one out when I was about 16!

I always worked on the theory that I could die tomorrow (and given the way I drive, thats always been a possibility) (no, I'm not bad - just agressive) and dying young with no money in the bank and lots of life experiences wasn't going to be any better then dying with all that money sitting in the bank and no life experiences, but my way sure would make for some interesting stories at the wake.

Anyway, the other day, I was on the phone to my sister and she accused me of getting a credit card over here (she thought that was why I wanted to stay – so I could pay it off) and we had an argument about it - I was rather offended that she would think I would be that stupid, as if i need 3 for fucks sake. Then straight afterwards, I was talking to my parents and they too wanted to know why I wanted to stay, so I admitted to my parents the exact amount of debt I have.

It’s increased substantially since the last time we had that conversation.

I could almost hear my father going white, over the phone.

Poor dad, I really am a trial to him sometimes. He took a deep breath and then asked me how long it was going to take me to sort out. (Lucky for me, most of the time my dad is so laid back he’s almost comatose). He took it very calmly.

Mum, predictably, flipped out and asked me how on earth I could be so stupid and how the hell I had managed to get myself in so much debt… not exactly the kind of phrasing that’s ever going to get a reasoned response out of me, it actually drew a very bright and enthusiastic response of ‘Actually, it was really easy.. and so much fun!!!!’

I really am going to go to hell for what I do to her, I’m sure of it, but I just couldn’t resist.


On the plus side my parents are now very supportive of my staying here until I have paid of my cards (seeing as it’s effectively 2 ½ times with the current exchange rate). My sister, God love her, offered to pull some more money out of her husband’s trust fund in order to pay them off for me (yes, my brother in law was fine with it) so I could come home – she was stunned and oddly proud of me for saying no, I didn’t want her to do that.

Now, so long as I can stand this job, I’ll be fine… 3 mths and 1/3 of my debt will be gone… 6mths and I will have it down to a level I feel happy with.

Fingers crossed for me – I’m about to learn how to….……. BUDGET! Ack!

New Link

Notoriously Fickle Girl

Go read her - she's interesting......

Heh

I was just on my way back from the ladies (yes, I'm still dashing to the ladies 10 times a day to.. umm.. 'entertain' myself) and one of the girls I worked with stopped me for a chat. Funnily enough, she mentioned how wonderful my skin is - clear, with slightly flushed cheeks... I have no idea how I managed to keep from smirking when she asked what I do to keep it looking that way.

Heh.

Now, I have to admit, I didn't want to get out of bed this morning, infact, I was not only 15 mins late to work today, I am not wearing any makeup at all - not even mascara - and I didn't have time to straighten my hair so its a mass of curls today (which always looks messy - hence my love of hair straighteners) and I threw on the first thing to come to hand - a pale green silk/linen shift dress and hot pink stilettos.

Interestingly enough, I have had more compliments today then I think (know) I have had in ages - according to one of my workmates, he's never seen me look more beautiful...

'Beautiful' ???? Fuck me, how nice is that???? A bit OTT perhaps (definitely) but still.... Its nice enough to get compliments on days when you've made an effort, but to get them when you've made no effort at all is even better!

What a great day.

Soooooo...

I have a new job.

This means several things -

1. It's time to stop faffing around and pay off my bloody credit cards. The sooner I do that, the sooner I can go to the places I want to go and then get home to see my adorable little nieces.

Oh, and the rest of my family and friends of course... lol

2. Hopefully it wont be toooo traumatic.

3. I need to buy new clothes.

4. This is going to seriously affect my internet access. That sucks.

Still, hurrah for me!

Oh, and I start on Thursday.

Weekend

Fri night I finished work & met K2 – she actually works near me now which is slightly exciting – even if it is only for a couple more days.. Anyway, we wandered up to Brick Lane for a curry – at ourselves stupid for a grand total of £7 and then rolled on back towards Liverpool St, stopping in at a couple of pubs and a champagne bar along the way. We spent quite a bit of time in that champagne bar.

They do very good Bellini’s.

I wish I knew how to find it again.

Anyway, up on Sat morning, which was ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL. Seriously – it was just the most beautiful day – 25 degrees, a light breeze, nary a cloud to be seen… just perfect.

I spent the morning sitting in the garden checking through every history book I own (I have a lot more then I realised – my room still looks like a bombsite as a result) for references to Hampton Court and it’s history, then MH & I headed off to Hampton Court for the day. A picnic lunch on the grounds, which included lots of cartwheels by me and then off to explore.

I’m in love.

The palace was great, but what I am totally in love with though is the rose gardens. I took more pictures of flowers then of the palace (you can’t take pics inside anyway). But the rose gardens!!!!! *Swoon* You could get drunk on the perfume alone – who needs booze???? (And lets face it, coming from me, that’s a big call!!!) They were magnificent. If there is a heaven, it must have a rose garden.





Anyway, after wandering through the palace and gardens, we ended up having afternoon tea there. I think it’s safe to say that we are over our afternoon tea phase – scones with jam & cream + tea just don’t cut it when it’s sunny and warm. Thank Christ. The amount of clotted cream I used to put on them, I’m sure I could feel my arteries hardening a little more each time.

We headed home at about 6. We were supposed to go to a BBQ that night that some Aussie friends were having (never let the English cook a BBQ, they have no clue what they are doing) but we were both too tired so piked.

Sunday was also beautiful but I woke up in a world of hurt – I had worn flat shoes the day before and I was complaining about how sore my feet were, but I totally forgot to think about what all that walking in flat shoes would do to my calves and hamstrings – ACK! The muscles in my feet were so sore that it felt like I was being stabbed every time I took a step and my calves were sore as hell.

Fucking flat shoes.

Sunday was shopping with MH, I bought some more pants and a couple of shirts that I am actually planning to return as I’ve decided I don’t like them now. Dinner at Oxford St then home.

I am totally loving this – sunny days!!!!!!!!! Oh thank you god – thank you so much!!! Fucking FINALLY!

I knew we had to get sun at some stage!

Awww....

Flowers: £200.00
Hair: £20.00
Dress: £300.00


Getting married at the beach??? Priceless...






And this is exactly why I will be getting married in a church.....


Have a great weekend beautiful people!

Question

Say you meet someone.

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Lets say they are nice,

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You get along well,

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The sex is great

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etc etc etc.

.

You know they are not 'The One'

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Do you go into a relationship with them anyway?

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Knowing that you are wasting your time and theirs?

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Because if they are not 'The One', then what are you doing there?

.

BTW - I'm not asking this because I am in this situation, but because in conversation with a friend, the subject came up and now I'm curious as to what you all think.

FFS

I just opened a new googlemail account and it wont work - does anyone know anything about this shit????

I'm going out of my mind here!

*****

Edit (10 mins later) - It's a tough call - which will happen first - me throwing something, or me punching the computer... ladies and gentlemen, place your bets.....

*****

Treespotter pointed out it might be a good idea to explain what is wrong - everytime I try to send an email, it comes back with -

This is an automatically generated Delivery Status NotificationDelivery to the following recipient failed permanently: ______

Technical details of permanent failure:PERM_FAILURE: Message rejected for Sector 5 policy reasons

Does anyone know what the fuck that means??? I tried going into the help section and typing in sector 5 policy reasons to see what the hell that meant but guess what??? It doesn't recognise the term.... Fuckers.

I was so infuriated I had to log out and leave it alone. I'm very very close to just deleting the whole damn thing.

ARGH!

Randoms

A couple of my friends are HIV+ which makes stories like this very disturbing for me. Play safe people. Everyone thinks it won’t happen to them.

xoxox

Guy Goma is the IT guy who went to the BBC for a job interview but ended up on live TV, being asked for his opinion on the Apple –v- Apple court case.

The BBC didn’t end up giving him the job he went for and this website is running a petition to get him a job at the BBC.

For grace under fire, this man surely deserves something!

xoxox

While in NY my boss picked up some presents for us – “Reese’s Pieces” and a few bags of York Peppermint patties.

It’s been a bit of a feeding frenzy since she came back – our team has never been so popular and yet oddly enough, only 2 people who are not in our team have been allowed to have any of them…

And no, it’s not me that’s guarding them!

As much as I love the Reese’s, I can only have a few of them before I start to feel ill (which sucks because they are so damn good), ditto for the Yorkies.

xoxox

I’m going to do a Steph - lately at work I have been reading Forksplit’s back catalogue.

I have been sitting here with my head on my desk, tears of laughter pouring down my face at some of her posts – she’s fucking hilarious and yet, if you can stop laughing for long enough, it’s a little disturbing.

Either way, she rocks, do yourself a favour and go check it out.

xoxox