2003-07-06 11:34 a.m.
Due to a lack of running hot water I just spent an hour filling up the bath with the kettle. I'm not going to be able to go in the sauna tonight either. I cannot even begin to tell you how enfuriating this is.
Note to self: Do not bitch about this at work today and risk sounding like a spoilt brat. Especially to the guy who's parents both died within months of each other and who is now an alcoholic, or the manic depressive Paul Barnes who everyone hates and is really weird and just mopes around all the time swearing to himself and stuff. I'm sure they are millions of time worse off than you are.
I must say I'm *really* looking forward to tomorrow, when I will have to not only wash my hair, but shave too. I'm guessing it'll take me an hour and a half. OK, so it usually takes me an hour and a half anyway with all the faffing about with various face masks and body masks I do, but nevermind.
I have vague plans for next week, possibly involving The Ritz, 5th ave, or failing that the pub around the corner. Something alcohol related anyway, for a change.
2003-07-03 10:06 a.m.
Our dog, Watson, loves to eat grass. Yesterday he took a dump and ended up with a long piece of grass hanging out of his arse, with a piece of poo on the end of it. Needless to say this came as a bit of a shock to him, and he attempted to run away from it. All across the dining room carpet. There's a nice little image for you all there.
I've got nothing else to say because I spent the whole of yesterday sat in front of the computer. One minute it was 11am and I'd just opened up Word Pad (I've lost my Word software), the next it was 10pm, time to get off the computer to watch Big Brother while doing a bit of yoga and I hadn't written a single thing. Now how the fuck did that happen?
2003-07-02 11:59 a.m.
Waking up tangled up in him this morning was amazing. Unfortunately it was 4.30 in the morning and the only reason I'd managed to fall asleep with him was because I'd been rather drunk. Of course I woke up sober and wide awake and there was no chance of me getting back to sleep where I was, so I had to get into the bed on my own. Damn me and my inability to sleep. Le sigh.
Anyway, turning up to meet your new girl type thing drunk is not a good idea. Even if the wine was free. He really wanted to meet my parents but fortunately I didn't get drunk enough to think this would be a good idea. I did let him meet my twin brother, however. We stood giggling like a pair of school girls at his bedroom door. That guy makes me so giddy, and he makes me smile. Lots. Plus he gave me posh hair products from his sister's salon. *squeals*
Apparently whatever it is we are doing is 'exclusive'. Thank god that guy I tried to chat up last week was a geek who probably doesn't kiss until the second date or something.
I was invited along to his band rehearsal today, but to be quite honest I'd rather stick pins into my eyes. I'm going to sit around on my arse all day reading about bizarre murders and later on watching 10 Rillington Place, and other such cheerful things. after reading The Evil That Men Do I've decided that I want to do something to do with criminal profiling or the psychology of serial killers and serial rapists more than anything in the world. I want to know everything there is to know. I'd best get learning.
2003-06-30 5:28 p.m.
The incomplete bizarre deaths section is now up. I meant to add a bizarre murders section this afternoon but I went shopping instead and bought the best trainers in the world ever. Seriously, I've been trying to get hold of these babies for the last three months. Today I just went in the shop to look at them again and pine over them, perhaps weeping a little over the fact I cant find them anywhere in my size. An annoying shop assistant interrupted me and I thought fuck it, I might as well ask one more time. I'm so glad I did. I dont know why I decided to go into that shop today, but something made me. I didn't believe in fate before, but now, well, I'm not too sure.
Anyway, where was I? Yeah...the bizarre murders section is going to take me absolutely ages to complete. Have you any idea how difficult it is for me to read up on stuff like that without getting distracted and suddenly realising I've spent the last five hours reading up something irrelevant? There seem to be so many links to webpages promising to be 'gruesome' and 'sick' and it is just too much for me to resist.
I'm probably going to spend the whole day Friday doing it, so expect it sometime over the weekend. It might actually be done by Wednesday, but I'm hoping not. I'm supposed to be spending Tuesday night and hopefully Wednesday with the new bloke type thing, but I've got a sneaking suspition he is going to have to do 'music things' on Wednesday instead.
"It's alright, no really. I thought I'd be sitting around pining over you all the time, but I hardly ever think about you at all." I told him, but of course this is a great big, stinking dirty lie. I'm getting used to it though.
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