Ready, Steady, Go

Today has been one of those super productive days that somehow make everything start to gel together again.  I've also realised that when things get really hard and i'm trying to pull my shit together I somehow end up throwing a crap load of things out and rearranging my bedroom (the only room in the flat that is mine alone).

Anyway I went over paperwork and ruthlessly threw out a heap of stuff (again - 2 bin bags full) and then rearranged my bedroom this morning/afternoon moving my desk/study area into the hallway recess upstairs outside my room and the chaise lounge that was out there into my bedroom.  I wasn't sure I would like it but it is great and has created the right amount of space for yesterdays somewhat spur of the moment purchase. 

I weighed up the possibility of heading to the gym to start my membership up again yesterday and when I looked at it... I have no time that isn't already allocated for that I have to go to the gym unless I could find one open late.  Now I live in a big city so you would think that finding a gym open until like 11 - 11:30pm wouldn't be too hard but as it turns out its impossible.  Hence my purchase, a brand new, shiny, treadmill.  I didn't get a second hand one or a crappy one as I figure if it isn't a good one for the job I'll just get annoyed with it and it will never get any use sooooooooo yes £450 on ^^^^^^^ that.

Red came over early evening and we had a chat.  She text Billy after the outing and they met for a few dates, but it appears she is doing all the initiation and he isn't really texting back :s    We did however book (yes book) speed dating, 10th November in a bar (either close or miles away from you), Red, Six and I will be drinking cocktails and making ourselves available for 15 3min dates.  That also, if you are wondering counts as one of my 'new' things for the month. 

So thats exercise - check 1, Exercise - check 1.  Off to a good start I think.

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Spencer Davis Group - Keep on Running
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAdottB7UU8

Game On!

Two posts in one day...

I'm thinking a list of changes is on the cards, its been a while since I set myself a challenge and its about time I got a little pro-active with my life again so lets see.

New Job

My current job is driving me insance.  Ok sure, the hours are workable, the pay is great for part-time, I can walk between my flat, Uni and the Office easily, the company I work for also looks good on my CV, however.  My immediate boss is a plonker and the other superiors aren't much better.  I'm micro managed on one hand and yet am not supported in the slightest with the other.  Yes.  A new job.

Endorphin Increase

I've never been one of those people who enjoys working out or going to the gym.  A couple of years ago I used to go 3/4 times a week after work with a girl I used to live with but I never enjoyed going and up until recently due to medication I'd been pretty constricted with my options.  Roller Derby screwed my back and although I'm in for the next intake that isn't for months and I'd quite like to shed a few pounds and get into shape before then so next time it doesn't hit me so hard.  The main reason for this however is the hopes that getting the blood pumpin and those happy little endorphins start working their magic.  A rock solid ass wouldn't go a miss either.

Social Butterfly

Roller Derby was a plan to widen my social circle as well as decreasing my clothing side and as that is currently on hold I need another plan to start meeting new people.  I think for this I need to make sure I either attend one event or head out to one new place each month, either of which needing to be out of my comfort zone.

Game on!

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Linkin Park - What I've Done
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pMePM9Q-bYk&ob=av2n

Climbing

I've taken a couple of days off work to sort my head out.  Luckily stomach flu is going about at the moment and as I haven't been off sick for over 18mths no-one questioned anything.

I've submerged myself in some serious R&R time, I've looked at old photos from years gone, I've made myself cosy on the couch with big mugs of tea/coffee. I've had snacks and last night even had nacho's for my dinner - yep, serious me time!  I debated chowing down on happy pills again, but decided I would only get annoyed at myself for it in the long run, I mean, I get why tablets like that are there, and yeah they can really help some people, but at the end of the day... only you can sort yourself out and pull your head straight and i'm not sure a chemical aid helps to work out why you are in a sticky rut in the first place.

I've decided to look for a new job, something more challenging where i'm not going to be micro managed by people who couldn't organise their way out of a paper bag.  Yep time for a change somewhat bigger than my hairstyle.

The Rest

I kinda skimmed over the events of the weekend but paintball with my nephews was great fun.  We managed to convince my mum (a pensioner) to come in and have a game with us and she enjoyed it so much she played 6 of the 8hr day which was great.  It was good to get away.

I've a friend from years ago who I bumped into when I headed back home in August for the school meet-up thing who has since then been in touch quite a lot.  He was married when I met him and since then it seems he and his wife have decided to divorce and they are both going to start a fresh at different sides of the country.  I mention this because I have somehow become his number one person to text.  Don't get me wrong he is a nice guy, we had fun when we met up and i'd deffo be up for grabbing a beer a little more often with him, but the plan had been for that to be me, him and his wife and I somehow get the impression that he is hoping for something more.  Its obviously a confusing time for him at the moment and I don't want to be caught in the middle of anything - especially what appears to be an amicable divorce of two people who got married too young and have grown apart.  Do I attract them, or do I attract them?

Mr X has been away with work this past week and has text every day to say hi or to check in which I have found quite unusual.  He got back into town last night and let me know what time etc.  I have a funny feeling things between him and I are about to take another turn although I'm not quite sure how as I am pretty much keeping myself to myself as far as he is concerned these days.

Red and I are meeting tomorrow night and I'm catching up with Avril on Sunday so I'm sure the next few blogs will be back on track with drama and drunken outings.

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Sister Hazel - Your Winter

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GmSKcoBjPXc

STOP

I had a great weekend visiting family for my oldest nephews 16th birthday, we went paintballing for the day and there are loads of things I could tell you (and will later) but for now, this blog, today... I've hit hell again!

For no particular reason other than everything taking its toll on me I've hit a wall. An invisible all consuming wall that has made me not want to leave the house, has left me confined in my own head screaming to get out and somehow trapped in my own skin.  I'm screaming on the inside again! 

What the hell is this, this isn't me, i'm not it and I bloody well refuse to let this mental state keep taking hold of me.  I have that cheesy clip from some crappy movie/tv show springing to mind 'I am a strong, confident woman' - yes, yes I am but why then do I feel so debilitated? and by what?  My self, me, I am squashing myself.

Arrrrghhhhhhhh I wanna break free from this!

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Radiohead - Creep

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hVyw3Uu5MoQ

School Playground

When I got to work last night it became apparent that pretty much every female was either going to go for the Brittney Spears 'hit me baby one more time' look at the school disco or the classic white shirt, black skirt combo (with the exception of one of the bosses who went all out as a saucy matron and stole the show) so I decided to have a rethink.

I ended up going in a purple/blue/pink mini kilt, a blue jumper, a pink tie, some glasses frames with plasters holding the side together and two incredibly squint bunches - thats right... I was a school geek.  I think it worked pretty well and the bonus was that I could be easily spotted in the crowd. 

As you would expect in the playground - there were cliques. Many of the managers were sat together and were pretty much bitching and giggling amid trying to prove who was hotter in their identical costumes.  The guys from the downstairs department and the guys from the upstairs department didn't mix and my geek crew... well we tanked the bar and worked the room.  My boss was there among the first group, she didn't seem overly pleased to see me - I think I have made a bit of a name for myself as an awkward character and so no-one really knows what to do with me.  (Awkward being that if I am forced to work under an idiot, I will push back when things are in total chaos when others just opt for the 'yes sir, yes ma'am approach).

Santa Cruz ended up coming to the event with me as Six was running late from an appointment in another city... I ended up leaving as soon as she said she was on her way as Santa Cruz had well and truly taken the soul out of the party for me.  She took drinks from numerous people including myself and didn't once offer to buy anything back.  She used my bag as a hold all for her camera (which in itself is ok), however when people wanted a photo taking she let any Tom, Dick or Harry go in to get it out when I wasn't watching.  But the icing on the cake was spilling 1/3 of a full pint down my top, not apologising and then rather than getting me a napkin... spraying what can only be described as 'granny perfume' on top of it despite my protests.  I stank, my perfume, beer and granny perfume = horrible.  I went home before anyone thought I was a drunken B.O brewery girl in my spare time.  I spoke with Six on the phone as I was leaving to make sure she was on her way and made it exceptionally clear that asking me to look after her friend and then not turning up for 4hrs was nothing short of taking the piss.

There were no hot guys to report of i'm afraid, however I did get asked out to a date by two guys out of the blue via text last night - and I know what you are thinking but no, I didn't drunken text them 1st, they both independantly, for some reason, decided to text me on a Wednesday night to ask me... Needless to say if you have to ask via text... the answer is pretty obvious... NEXT!

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They didn't play this song at school disco... but they should have!

Hanson - MMmmbop

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHozn0YXAeE&ob=av2e

Tea

Tea... the cure to all ailments.  Where I grew up it didn't matter what had happened, a cup of tea was the remedy.  The worse the scenario, the more sugar in the tea. 

• Lost your job? - Tea with 1 sugar
• Lost your job because your boss walked in on you sleeping with his wife - Tea with 2 sugars
• Lost your job because your boss walked in on you sleeping with his wife who is now pregnant - Tea with 3 sugars... and so on

I have been drinking a lot of tea lately!  Sugar free though - I like to keep my calories for more important things... like a cheeky chocolate hobnob with the tea.

There are some really bizzare truths (if that is what you can call them) out there:

• Tea with sugar is the enforced drink of choice when someone has had a shock or a scare. 
• The cool kids always sit at the back of the school bus, the coolest of them in the middle seat looking down the aisle.
• If someone asks you the time one or both of you will always look at your wrist.
• When playing a racing game a high percentage of people will lean the way they want the car to turn.
• If faced with the tape from the film the ring - I reccon most people would watch it, despite knowing in a few days/hours they will be killed by scary hair over her face lady.  At least, I know I would.

I guess that is why you guys tune in and read this... Its like opening the page to someones diary, you get an insight into the cogs and wheels that make them tick.

I have a work function tonight, something I usually avoid, however this one is for charity and I have been coersed into attending so I need to dig out a costume.  The theme is 'school disco' so I need to get creative.  I have to find something that is fast to change into, is sexy but not slutty (as both my superiors and inferiors will be present) and is effort enough that I don't look like a spoil sport.  I'm thinking maybe a st trinian...?

As for hot guys and potential dates at the event... I'll let you know.

Oh and before I forget <<<<<<<<<<< over that side of the blog there is a wee voting thing as i'm just a lil bit curious who is reading, especially as i've had over 600 hits this week.

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Alanis Morissette - You Learn

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_GP_yr-UA7E&feature=channel

Booty Call & Better Days

My flat buzzer went at 5am Sunday morning over and over again until Walliams went to answer it... 'Hi is Mr X there', 'No you have the wrong flat, he doesn't live here anymore' and on and on and on in the same circle for around 40mins when the total fanny buzzing my flat was told to fuck off by Walliams, just as I come downstairs to put it on silent.

So I ask you... I miss you?  What in between the 5am booty calls from drunken spakkers?... I thought so!  Me 1 - 0 Mr X.  I Win.

Other than that bloggeroonies, today has draning.  Uni was long and drawn out (first couple of weeks always kill me until I get into a routine), Work was the regular shade of crap upon crap annnndddd I have a heap of housework to do before I head down South for my eldest nephews 16th birthday - wow that makes me feel older than I am!

This lil clip while browsing the internet today however did cheer me up so lets hope it does the same for you over morning coffee: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4rb8aOzy9t4

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Goo Goo Dolls - Better Days

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i-kHleNYIDc&ob=av2e

I Miss You

Chatting to Mr S via text a few days ago in the middle of a joke he drops in 'I miss you'  I hadn't mentioned it until now because I ddn't really know what to do with it.

I didn't ask him what he meant or in what context as well... The things that have happened between us this past nine months has already left me confused and I don't think I want to give my head or my heart anything else to process.  The one thing I know for certain however, is that the next person I let in and open up will be someone I am certain I can trust, not someone who will lie to me or withold the truth as hard as they think that may be for me to deal with. 

I don't want protecting from the troubles of life, to be hidden from the things that will try me; wrapped up and somehow trapped in a kind of emotional bubble. I just want someone to hold my hand when things get scary, to hide under the duvet with me when I don't think I am ready to face the world; someone to wipe away my tears when I cry and to pick me back up when I fall. 

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I love this song, so beautiful.

Sara Bareilles - Breathe Again

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lOwvpRZKR4I

Baking & Bisexuals

Six popped over with her friend from the states last night, I'd just made a lasagne when she rang me to see if I wanted to go out (one of my less fancy but highly tasty dishes, even if I do say so myself), so I invited them both over.

Six as you know had surgery on her stomach and her friend (lets call her Broom) had a lap-band fitted several years ago - possibly 2 of the worst dinner guests ever!  So it was micro portions for them and hello plate of tasty food for me!  I did however whip up some banana muffin mix in the 10mins before they came over so we could have teeny tiny muffins (baby cases) with choc dipping sauce for dessert - oh yes I had my Delia head on,

Broom was really nice but made me realise exactly where I don't want to be in several years time - messed up, lonely, desperate and somehow lost in it all.

Broom is 35, had a failed long term relationship  which ended around a year ago (very gory details surrounding why it ended, but I won't give you them) which seemed to have knocked her off kilter, although rather than sort herself out and make a few changes for the better (her life doesn't seem that sorted etc.) she started looking for love again and met someone online through facebook in a very obscure way.  Anyway, Broom, like Six is from the States and the guy she met comes from... the city I currently live in.  They talked for hours online, swapping photos doing webcam and agreed she would visit at the end of July.  Things were brought to a crashing halt shortly after they made plans as Broom's shitty job and shitty boss wouldn't allow her to take annual leave until September.  When Broom told Mr X - he stopped replying.  Now I would imagine that this would be enough to throw in the towel and focus on other things but no, Broom got on a plane a week ago, flew to the city to stay with Six (whom she hasn't seen in over 10yrs), and text Mr X on arrival to see if they could pick things up again... no surprises that she has heard nothing from him.  Six, does seem to have worked her magic however and Broom seems to be enjoying her holiday none the less and is definately on the prowl for a holiday romance.

I feel really sorry for Broom as she seems like a genuinely nice, outgoing and charasmatic girl so its surprising to see where she has ended up but has motivated me none the less to up the anti a little at this end.

Upping the anti does not however mean succumbing to what I think were advances from Broom as she not so subtily dropped into conversation that she likes guys/girls and then orchastrated that I sit beside her several times during the night.  Not that she isn't an attractive girl but she isn't my type and lets face it... with my track record, a tad too old also.

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Rachael Yamagata - Worn Me Down
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tdQ_1JcVABQ

Stirred by a Dream

I dreamt that I had a baby boy last night, I'm not sure who I had the baby boy with, the guy seemed to be all the good parts from my last long term relationships but was neither Mr S or Clutz, he was a blurry figure and the only distinguishing thing I can remember was that he was tall and had dark hair, the baby boy had dark hair also.

Its weird how dreams can shake you to your very core, nighmares dredge up feelings of terror and insecurities, dreams of guys/girls and relationships make your head spin with fantasy, love and sickly sweetness and then every so often... an unexpected dream with no real focus somehow managed to shake you to your very core.

I think you can probably tell from my blog that I'm well and truly over Mr S, and am quite enjoying the whole independant girl, single and enjoying a flirt at the moment but however happy I am with this, I definately have none of the warmth that I felt in my dream.  I mean, dreams are for the subconscious to tell you something right?  Mine better not be telling me to hurry up and get married/have kids, becuase as nice as that sounds, its not where I see things going at the moment and definately not one of my immediate goals.

Its weird how your biological clock playing tricks with your mind and infiltrating can sadden you and yet at the same time leave you with a really warm and content feeling.

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An appropriate song:  Hear You Me - Jimmy Eat World

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-ZYnGX2lZg

Shoucher

Soon to be gracing the pages of urban dictonary 'Shoucher' is a newly derived word to sum up the guy who stayed at my flat last week. 

(http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Shoucher) I'm going to go for word of the week on Urban Dictionary so help a gal out bloggers, click on the link and then give it the thumbs up! :D

My new flatmate (gonna call him Walliams as he talks somewhat time David Walliams) got in ten or so minutes later than me on Wed night (i'd been to pub quiz), anyway I was in bed so didn't nip downstairs to say hi and didn't head downstairs at 2, 3, 4 or 5 o'clock when I could hear what I thought was new flatmate cooking in the kitchen (he is a bit of a foodie).  I didn't get much sleep but was too tired to go downstairs and tell him to stop banging around so decided to just speak to him in the morning.

When I got up the living room was a total state, mud all over the floor, juice split etc.  I headed to work and decided to speak to Walliams when I got home if it hadn't been cleaned.

Six came over after work and we decided to play some xbox, I saw Walliams in the kitchen and he had bought me some flowers and a bottle of wine to say sorry for the noise.  Shortly after we sat down I noticed the futon cover was  missing so asked Walliams if he knew where it was, he said no.  A few moments after he went to bed I noticed a large black mark on the wall - Six went to investigate and it was.... (take a deep breath)... poo!

On the wall, the tv, the floor, the throw, the missing futon cover, the sleeping bag borrowed from Walliams.  Yes bloggers, smeared excrament all over my flat - shudder! 

I text Walliams to see if he was still awake as his bedroom light was off, no reply so I decided to catch him in the morning.  I awoke to him leaving the flat early doors so text to say he needed to come back as we had to talk.  He replied to say he was embarassed and was out at the dry cleaners but would be back in an hour.  When he returned we talked it all out.  Apparently he didn't know what had happened and had not bee in the living room in the cold light of day until that morning... He text his 'friend' (the shoucher) who had taken our futon cover with him when he scarpered the scene and when he realised had gathered up anything cleanable and had taken it to the dry cleaners.

We talked it out while cleaning the life out of the flat - the guy who had stayed over was a 33yr old published author and part-time lecturer at the University, so not an obvious choice for a 'Shoucher'.  Walliams was completely embarassed and Shoucher had been text and would pay for any replacements/repairs - A new £80 futon cover, dry cleaning, cleaning products and I imagine the two bunches of roses, box of chocs and bottle of wine Walliams gave me to say sorry.

Can I pick flatmates, or can I pick flatmates bloggers?

(sorry if the blog for this is poorly written, but to tell you everything surrounding this disaster it would be almost a novella)

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The Cardigans - Erase/Rewind

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9ZwORlV4GE



K.O

I am officially out of the running for roller derby, having totally screwed my back by compressing disks and discloating my shoulder/trapping a nerve I'm in no fit state to continue with training this intake.  :(   I'm suuuuuper sad, but am going nto just use the time between now and January when the new intake starts to train on my own, learn to be a beast on skates and then head to training ready to kick ass; so i'm sure you will hear quite a few rollerskating disaster stories between now and NY.

Today, i'm heading into town with Six on the hunt for some outfits that will make me look suitably sexy, sassy, funky and skinny for some planned nights out I have over the next few weeks:

• Speed dating with Red, Six and Sally (a manager from work who has super rosy cheeks - think Wuezel Gummage)
• Girl from works 33rd birthday party
• Manager night out from work
• Sally's leaving party
• My Nephew's 16th birthday party
• Sister-in-law's 41st birthday party
• Night on the town with the girlies from Uni

So its going to be a busy few weeks!  I really hope I find one or two outfits speedily as I absolutely abhor clothes shopping as I'm always the wrong shape.  Breasts too big, breasts too small, too short, too round, too... too... just wrong!  Keep your fingers crossed for me  'X'

Also, as I'm not hitting the derby track tonight I'm going to try and get Six all dressed up and out for dinner as she seems to be in a bit of a rut at the moment (jogging bottoms, trainers, messy hair and a lack of vitamins/nutrients in her food since this whole gastric band type stuff).

I'll let you know how it goes

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One of the best movies ever!  And a the song... well its because with all the shopping today I could do with an anonymous benefactor.  Money - Flying Lizards:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGWJ9f1rIio

Sexy Magic

Considering I've been blogging for almost a year now (yes bloggerino's our time is nearly up); its surprising that this is the first truly drunkn blog you have had - that I can remember.  The proof in the pudding is the fact it just took me 3 attempts to type the work first right!

I went out with Red tonight, I haven't seen her in about a month with one thing or another and she was feeling pretty miseravle... Anyway we met and headed for a few drinks in the local bars around here.  We then went for a quick snack and coffee at another and then headed to my fave local where I swooned over one of the bar guys (tall, dark, handsome with funky hair and tattoo's) as he made us cocktails.

Red was on form until we hit my fave local where a guy she had dated previously (a set-up I orchastrated on a previous night out at the bar) showed up with his new bit of eye candy.  Red seemed to dip after that making conversation difficult as she kept going for the deep and meaningful angle with is far from what I need at the moment.  Anyway, I nipped to the bathroom and on my return she was talking to some random fugly guy who was dressed for pub golf despite being on her own.  The attention seemed to have cheered her up so I let her get on with it and scoped the bar for some entertainment... it didn't take long.  Within a couple of minutes I had met Billy (although for about an hour I had been calling him Josh - no names hidden as I'm sure I won't see him again).

Billy was 23, from Boston and new to town as was just about to do a post-grad in Russian and Scottish Literature - how bizzare!  Anyway after a quick hi there and hello the conversation was flowing and we had stolen a couple of unclaimed cocktails from the bar.  Tall, dark, handsome and with a gorgeous smile Billy was most definately the type of guy I would go for.  As soon as Red noticed (nearly said her actual name there), Red noticed I was talking to someone hotter than 'man hit in face with golf club' she perked up further and adjusted her body language - I introduced her and stepped back - if attention was what she needed I was in no hurry to do anything to take that away.

Billy, Red and I spent the next hour or so chatting and when closing time came around it was no surprise Red wanted to keep the night going.  I bought in and suggested a bar/club in town that I knew despite being super crowded (as it is freshers week) would also be an ok place for me to amuse myself while leaving Billy in Red's capable hands. 

When we arrived it was clear that Billy was more keen to chat/dance/talk to me than Red so manipulating the situation wasn't too easy.  We danced, giggled, he tried to grab my hand, I pretended I hadn't noticed, he was hot so put his bag on a chair, Red picked it up and carried it the rest of the night saying it wasn't safe.  I had a good time, I met some randoms, had some chat and kept things on the innocent 'deliberately clueless' level.  Come 2:30 I decided home time was a calling (10hrs after I first started drinking), checked Red was ok to be left with Billy (ohhhhh yessssss), gave Billy a hug and said I was going and left a smug Red and confused Billy as I headed for the taxi queue.

I definately needed the kind of night I ended up with. Fun, flirty within my control and lots and lots of dancing - yep.  I had fun.  And handing Mr gorgeous over?  no problemo.  I'm not saying Billy wouldn't have chosen Red anyway but this way I pretty much eliminated the options so we will see what happens there. 

Too easy I hear you say - well yeah!  My confession of the night?  I did respond to a few texts from someone in a rather flirty manner which I shouldn't have...  Ah well, we can't be all good.

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Ciara & Justin Timberlake - Love, Sex, Magic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSBko0ecTaE

Surprises

I'm feeling pretty chilled today.  I got up around 7am, watched the news while drinking tea, did some housework, put some new music on my iPhone, played with the cats, had a loooooooong shower, did my hair/makeup, got dressed, made an appointment to get my hair done tomorrow and have since been mooching about - bliss. 

Yep, I'm going to embrace this week or so of only having a part-time job to go to 5days a week, no overtime and no Uni classes as they don't kick in until the 27th.

I had a few things out with my boss last night, i'm not so sure it cleared the air, more like set the tone of 'I think you are an incompetent fool but if you try to make me look like an idiot in the process i'm going to use everything in my power to make your life a misery', yes, I think things might get a little better lol.

I also came away from work with £360 worth of goods.  Work ran an overtime incentive each month the summer due to high call volumes/workload - 1 ticket in the draw for every 5hrs overtime worked, needless to say I was clearing around 6 tickets a week.  I didn't come away with a sausage in the first two draws but this time around I won £100 experience gift voucher and a £260 blackberry 9300 curve - hello ebay!

I was searching for a song appropriate to today's blog and stumbled upon a photo of Jason Mewes these days (Jay from Jay and Silent Bob for those of you who don't know) and wow does he look different... I mean I know Jay was only a character but despite the somewhat pointy features of this guy (not usually something I am drawn to in a man)... I definately would! ;o)

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Afroman - Because I got High
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WeYsTmIzjkw&ob=av3e

Serendipity

Shawn Colvin - When you Know
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HAj7vffTHII

New

So, new flatmate (still haven't thought of a name for him yet so i'll get back to you), new sport - Roller Derby, New year at University and next... A new job I think.

Work is seriously taking the life out of me at the moment.  My boss is incompetent and the company as a whole seems to be in a permanent state of chaos and not the good kind, so i'm pretty much at the end of my teather (where does that saying come from anyway ---google search--- apparently to do with tieing up a dog or horse).  I'm going to pimp my CV this weekend which I absolutely hate doing and then start the hunt although i'm unsure what will be out there part-time that will work around University and offer me a similar salary.  Well, anything legal.

I missed derby training this week as my back is still screwed from slamming to the floor several times the week before and just to prove to you my lil bloggers that I am genuinely in pain and haven't just thrown in the glove today's picture is my badge of honour, proudly in place on my thigh/bum - nice!

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Because it makes me smile:  Volbeat - I only wanna be with You

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ts19Nn-xyGs&feature=related

Realisation

I spoke with Mr S again last night, he has been in touch a lot lately for nothing imparticular and is currently spending two weeks with his family.  He seems to have realised that he is stuck in a rut and only he can pull himself out - its taken a while. 

I was really lucky to have met Mr S, despite the way things ended leaving a bitter taste in my mouth we had a few years filled with hundreds of giggles and waves of change and all things taken into consideration i'm glad we took that journey together.  I guess only time will tell if we will remain friends/aqaintences in years to come.

FLAT

The flatmate hunt went well, there were a load of weirdo's but by the end of it all there were a few people to chose from.  I decided to go with the guy from my home town, but after telling him on the Monday evening I got a horrible feeling which I couldn't quite put my finger on but when it came down to it I was left with the choice of listening to or ignoring my gut instinct which had no logical reasoning or to ignore it and carry on.  

My instincts have been pretty spot on in the past so I decided to bite the bullet and tell the guy the next morning something had come up and the room was no longer available.  I had my excuse all ready and to be honest less than 12hrs had passed and it was completely believeable and his response... he basically got mega aggresive and swore at me.  Yep less than 12hrs since I offered him the room and more than 4 weeks before he could move in and he went mental - needless to say I did the right thing.  I offered the room to a guy who came on the last day who is kinda posh in a Hugh Grant minus the stuttering way but really nice (or so I am hoping).  Anyway things have been rejigged since then and he moves in on Thursday.  Current weird flatmate moves out Wed night.

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I am loving this song at the moment:  The Script - For the First Time

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HtCpC8jE_Cs

Deccadence

There is something incredibly sexy about a glass of red wine.

To make matters more decadent i'm currently alowing the smoothness of a decent cabernet mix with the richness of a mouthful of chocolate gnache before trickling down my throat - bliss! 

The Hunt

As the freaks, geeks and rockstars come and go today to look at the flat I thought I would keep you informed, let you know how I get on, share the love and all that jazz.  You didn't think you were getting off the hook that easily did you?

Number1

Miss no speak English - A Spanish girl with an exceptionally poor grasp of the language although endeering and really sweet all the same.  In the UK for 9mths to teach spanish as a foreign language.  There isn't really anything else to say she was a tad non descript.

Number2

Mr Late - A guy who encompasses the Family guy sterotype of what a Brit should look like - mousey brown hair, massive teeth, weird chat and about as interesting as a smack in the face with a paving slab.  Looking for a flat for 2yrs to complete his degree at University (same as mine).

Number 3

Mr Hometown - A guy brought up a 10min car journey away from where I grew up as a kid - blast from the past accent big time!  Sound as a pound, really nice guy in his 4th year Uni, has a gf but she lives in Norway so purrrfect and due to the fact he is from the same hometown area(ish) as me, a spade is a spade so I imagine we would be able to make a flatshare work.  Looking for a flat for 1yr to finish Uni (same as mine) and then he will relocate to be with his gf.

Number4

The crazy aunt - A yoga instructor, trained masseuse and cook who works on expensive yachts and boats who wants to set a base in this city.  She is really nice, interesting and has a total zest for life.  37.  Looking for a place to call home so no specific time frame.

Number5

Miss  - A postgrad student from Canada.  A really nice girl, she came with her mum but really because she landed yesterday and doesn't know the area/uk at all rather than the hold my hand kind thing.  I could see myself living with her, but you know when there is something you can't quite put your finger on... Looking for a 1yr lease to cover her masters at University (same as mine).

Number 6

The No show.

Ding Ding... Its a Knockout

I got an email from my flatmate 2 days ago to say she is handing in her 1mth notice to move out on the 1st October - hurrah!

I thought our landlord might be a bit funny about me looking for another flatmate but he was exceptionally chirpy (he loves me) and said that he never liked her and will be glad to see her go.  I put the flat on the internet at 2pm this lunchtime and have so far arranged over 10 viewings to take place tomorrow and Saturday so bring on the freak parade and I shall have my pick!! I do hope I find someone that is only unhinged in the good ways, isn't glued to their bf/gf, knows a mop from a packet of crisps, and is up for a few Sunday morning chats over a cup of tea and a bit of toast... you wouldn't think that was too much to ask would you??

I am secretly holding out for a guy to move in as I think it would maybe be a better fit but we will see...  In an ideal world it would be a semi-hot guy who has lots of attractive, hot friends lol!

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I loved this song when it came out and I think it somehow matches today's blog, I can't really explain why..
Bran Van 3000 - Drinking in LA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZ9KfKx8PmM