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

Recurring Themes

I'm not sure I told you this but Six went for weight loss surgery last week, she had been thinking about it for a while and decided to just bite the bullet.  Anyway, she was in hospital for a few days and then a hotel as she was too sore/unwell to drive back the 400miles.  She arrived back the day before yesterday and went to see her bf last night who declaired that 'he loved her, but could never see himself wanting to commit any more than they already were'  in other words... they split up!  So today i'm on official friend duty.

So you see bloggers, the day of the week, the time of the year and the ages, sizes, names, sex of the people involved might change but the theme still remains: People fall in and out of love and depending who you are you either crumble or dust yourself off and get back up.  I hope Six is one of the dust yourself off kinda people.

FLATMATE

When I headed downstairs last night my flatmate had gone and the remaining 4 items I had in the cupboard where sat in the hallway and a note left on the coffee table along the lines of 'reorganising things and need to get in and out of 'my' cupboard so can you find somewhere else for these things' It appears on further examination that she may be packing to move out :)

The cupboard in the living room I gave her is empty and the cuboard is chocca block.  I would normally complain as I've nowhere for any of my things and to be honest the way it is packed is a total hazard as you can't get into the water or gas pipes/meters and things are wedged against them.  However, if this means she is moving I'm gonna let it slide... wonder when she is going to tell me that is her plan tho?  To write her an email (I'd call but she is at work and I need to focus on Six today) or to just let it slide and see how long it takes her chicken shit ass to tell me that bf is no longer willing to pay 2 rents and so she is having to move in with him to what will either become wedded bliss or the ultimate downfall of her sorry ass when the split up as she has lost even the facade of independance now.

Hmmm decisions, decisions.

LOVE LIFE

I think I'm going to try and head out a little more this next month as I should have the cash and just see what happens.  I don't think i'm in the space to date anyone still but who knows... when I least expect it and all that jazz.

Mr S had been in touch a lot lately, popping over, texting, emailing etc.  All super witty and chatty which is nice but I need to remember all the lies being friends with Mr S entails and not fall into the same trap where I get hurt.  I'm too soft!

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The Mighty Mighty Bosstones - The Impression that I Get

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NIGMUAMevH0&ob=av2e

This is War

I was discharged from court early today due to the trial not being ready and having developed a stonking (yes stonking) cold over the last few days I decided to hit the hay for a few hours after drinking a good quantity of beechams all in one (a gift from Mr S yesterday) through a straw.

Anyway as I was waking up from my sombre I heard the familiar banging of doors downstairs = flatmate home!  Anyhoo as my door was shut she presumed I wasn't home and she was in the upper half of the flat snooping about... MY half of the flat.  With a crap load of space downstairs primarily for her use (yesss the cupboard), there is no reason for her to be upstairs at all and the only items up here are mine.  If I find anything missing I'll be officially going to war! 

Speaking of jury duty, I've been chatting quite a lot to a middle aged woman and a guy the last few days as its involved a lot of waiting around and today the guy asked me out.  I won't give him a name but will say he is tall, dark, great looking and has pearly white teeth so whats the catch?  Alas... when I asked his age expecting a 22/23 he said '19, nearly 20' so I said thanks but no thanks.

 

What is it with me?  I am like a magnet to young blood!

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Edwin Starr - War
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX7V6FAoTLc

Summertime

Going back where I grew up for a few days was fantastic.  I didn't realise how much I missed the beach and the sand and the sunshine until I got there and went for a stroll in the sun.  I'm definately going to have to make sure it isn't another 8yrs before I head back.

I met up with a few people from school which was great, was offered a few kisses but didn't take any up, caught a bit of a sun tan, caught up with mum and met up with Herb which was great.

Jury Duty is on just now and i'm full of the cold so will keep this brief until everything is over as might be sequestered tomorrow and still need to pack. 

Dermals are healing nicely despite some huge mofo bruises - ah well pain is fashion, or something like that.

PS: The picture is from the actual beach I was walking on, so if you can work it out... i'm impressed!
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LFO - Summer Girls
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHuGG_FsC20

... Got the T-Shirt

Check, Check and Check

I'll see you in a few days to let you know how my trip went.

Impulsive Behaviour

I definately have something im my blood that drives me to toy with an idea or like the concept of something and then for no apparent reason just snap and make a rash unplanned decision to just go with it. 

I mean this year I chopped of all my hair at a moment's thought when I had been trying to grow it.  Got a tattoo and although I had toyed with the idea before pretty much threw together what I would get in what size and where in a couple of days and today?  Well today i've woken up and have simply and suddenly decided that because I've been paid £80 for a job I wasn't expecting I should head into the piercing studio in town and get microdermals.

I mean I saw someone with really great ones a week ago and asked where she had them done as I think they can be quite cute but other than that the thought hasn't really crossed my mind before and yet here I am not 30seconds off the phone from the studio to find out the price for two on my collar bone (why there - no idea, total impulse) and if I needed to make an appointment or could I just drop in later this afternoon.

I mean, I know its impulsive and not thought out and I try to reason with myself but the fact of the matter is that I've never been unhappy with the end result so have no reason to start doubting my impulsiveness now.  I'm picking my mum up from the station in a little over an hour... I'll let you know if I make it back to the flat without a slight detour.

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Four Year Strong - Story of a Girl

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_bzaF-LTe4&feature=related

Everything & A Moment in Time

I'm just in from drinks with some People in town and I think it's time I told you why and how I ended up dating Mr S when all I set out for was another serial date.

When I first met Mr S he was 20mins late for our date... When he did turn up he took me to a bar that was covered in fairy lights (to this day i'm still unsure if he walked past me and then came back).  The plan had been to meet, go for a drink and then head to the cinema.  It never happened.  We started talking, the conversation flowed and we ended up talking our way to midnight when the bar closed when he drove me home.

I heard from Mr S the next day and we decided to meet for a second date.  We arranged to meet the following weekend and on the Sat morning I got a call first thing (8amish) asking me to get dressed and be ready to go in less than 30mins as he was about to pick me up.  On our first date I had made clear I was into the sporadic and Mr S had decided the way to win me over would be to do this so had planned an adventure.  When he turned up I got into his car and we set off on a 2hr car journey (where his car had interestingly been programmed to play all my fave tunes). 

When the car stopped we had arrived at a outdoor activity centre where Mr S had organised a day for us to do: clay pigeon shooting, archery, target shooting and golf driving.  We had a great day and giggled the whole time.  I remember thinking that as he had something planned for the day I would bid on ebay for local tickets to the turning on of the christmas lights in case the date went well and we wanted it to continue.  I didn't win the tickets and it turned out several weeks later when the conversation arose that the person I lost out to was Mr S as we had been bidding against each other.  We never made it to the turning on of the lights as had our first kiss which sent fireworks flying and we spent the rest of the night kissing and talking and kissing some more wanting nothing more and nothing less than each other.

I had been well and truly swept off my feet.  He was interesting, spontaneous, fun, and funny not to mention hot and had a really strange and exciting feeling that I had met someone that would change my life forever.
After only a few weeks together Mr S played me the following song and said it reminded him of me.  As time went on I thought it might be the song that someday I would walk down the aisle to greet him with. 

He blew me away, stole my heart and despite everything that has happened since I will never forget him.

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Our Song:  Lifehouse - Everything
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fjDojEOiMcE

The Rock Show

I'm living with a total spakker, I won't bore you with the details but it is clear I have allowed a 32yr old who is going on 9 to move in!  The key is how to get her to move out... and next time... I'm only living with a guy!

Blink was a total disappointment last night, not because of the vast amounts of teeny boppers around, or the cheeziness of the band, rather the fact that despite all my childhood memories and love of the band they failed to get the place jumping.  Had it not been for Travis barker nailing every song and pimping a drum solo during the encore while being spun around and upside down by a hydrolic stage I wouldn't have had any pinacle moment.  I love when you go to a gig and have that one moment where everything consumes you and you get a massive feel good feeling like nothing in the world could stop you right now and Blink... well Blink let me down!  It was good to catch up with Balloo tho and he is looking pretty good these days now he is getting himself back into shape - good on him!

Speaking of Blink, it appears Mr DeLongue (not the real one, but rather the one I work with) has updated his facebook to say he is dating the girl Six thought was a lesbian.  I know they have been friends for years so maybe its just a 'fun' thing, either way I think I'm over him and now need a new shiny object (aka a hot guy) to look at.

Today is going to be no fun at all.  I need to pack, get on top of cleaning my room which despite the rest of the flat being fine is a bit of a mess.  Go to work early so I can do everything I need to do before going on AL and then jury duty for who knows how long and then its hello pub quiz (ok well that part is alright).

Oh and did I mention I'm going to th pub with one of the managers in the call centre that keeps asking me out for a drink... Yep, here we go again!

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One of their best songs/music videos:  Blink 182 - The Rock Show

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z7hhDINyBP0

Sequestered

Despite my newly found best efforts it appears we are destined to be parted bloggerinos as apparently I need to dig out my 'smart' clothes and attend jury duty. 

I spoke with Mr S last night as I had to ask him to look after the kitty cats while I am away, it was suuuuper awkward after the whole thing a few weeks ago (which no, i'm still not sharing with you).  When I got back to the flat I screamed as my flatmate spoke and I didn't expect her to be in and what did I get in return?  A sarcastic smile as she headed to lock herself in her smelly room for the night.

A few of the guys in my team are fasting for Ramadan at the moment which has lead to a few comedy moments as I'm trying to eat little and often in order to lose a few pounds for derby training at the end of the month.  Don't get me wrong the things I'm eating at my desk are far from exciting - dried fruit etc. but the guys could sniff out a 10day old piece of toast at the moment.  I think I will have to bring them in something scrummy for eid.

Heading to the blink182 gig tonight - mega blast from the past and its going to be awesome!

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The O.C. Supertones - Jury Duty

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CC9vdDPXinw

Derby Days

I headed out for the first time in my derby boots last night with a girl from work who found me on the next intake list for the team.  We've been hanging out a lot of late, i'm not sure I've told you about her... I'll need to check but if not her name will be 'six' as she talks a heap just like the character from Blossom.

Anyway Six has decided that being part of the team will be too hard and take too much of a tole on her body so although she will still join at the same intake time she is going to go down the ref route rather than hitting the team.  I on the other hand have my sights firmly set on the position of jammer.

Six was really uncertain on her feet and i'm not sure what it is inside me but I can be super scared or super nervous about something but when other people show concerns I seem to step up, put any worries in a deep dark place in my head and lead the way.  I was petrified on my skates last night after falling on my ass several times just adjusting the wheels in my flat a few days before (i'm covered in bruises) but I just got on with it yesterday and well... It appears I have skills!!  I think by the end of the 3mth induction which starts at the end of this month I might be a speed demon to be recconed with.

I need to pick a name and a number as part of the roller derby way of life and while I have no Idea of the number as yet I've two names for my alter ego ready to go (providing no-one else in a league has them registered), and while I'm not going to tell you who I am... As we have been together over 6months now my lil bloggerino's I think I owe you a bone. 

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The Ettes - Crown of Age
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHbrKjK_hKY&feature=fvst