| Demonic Singing Fish |
[May. 20th, 2009|10:00 pm] |
Because not all of you are on Facebook, so not all of you will have seen it.
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| Animated Films Meme |
[May. 10th, 2009|01:07 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | In bed | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  lazy | ] |
I'm pretty much only doing this because I was looking for an excuse not to get out of bed.
X what you have seen.
O what you didn't finish/have seen sizable portions of
Bold what you loved
Strike through what you disliked/hated
Leave unchanged if neutral
( Animeme ) |
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| Reviewing the situation |
[Mar. 3rd, 2009|08:31 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
Every so often, I get this song stuck in my head.
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| Dead Batteries and Sandwiches |
[Mar. 1st, 2009|05:45 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | The Bowl | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  accomplished | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Kylie - Can't Get You Outta My Head | ] |
Man, I just made the best goddamn sandwiches ever. Crusty white bread, sliced beef, smoked ham, cheese, tomato, iceberg lettuce and sun-dried tomato mayonnaise. Mmm, tasty.
When I was out on Friday night, I bumped into a friend who I hadn't seen in about three years. We used to work in Abbey together and I always regretted not keeping in contact. Well, thanks to that chance meeting on Sauchiehall Street, we now have each others' numbers again and are going to meet up next weekend for a night on the tiles. Funny how these things happen, isn't it.
However, John Lewis have managed to fuck me off a tad. I put my laptop in last week to have the battery replaced. It wasn't charging and would last all of five minutes when unplugged. Yesterday, I got it back with the battery replaced. Unfortunately, they don't seem to have managed that much. The battery is still not charging and a hardware scan still says that the battery is worn out and needs to be replaced. So, now I have to take it back in and find out if they even actually changed it. Idiots. |
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| Bloggers Block |
[Feb. 26th, 2009|10:11 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  exhausted | ] |
Gah. I want to write a rambling post about going to the gym three weeks in a row, but I'm too tired.
Work has been stupidly busy this week (for the first time in three months), so I am tired enough as it is.
Next week. Yeah, next week I'll post about my gym going and my workout and such.
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What's that, Gamestation? You want me to spend more money on newly released PS3 games? Goddammit. |
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| Good news for a change |
[Feb. 20th, 2009|09:43 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | The Bowl | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  tired | ] |
Well, I'm feeling a bit better.
The whole two funerals in a row thing has had one benefit at least. I've re-connected with a few of my cousins that I hadn't seen in years. Hopefully we'll be able to keep better contact in future.
I've managed to make it to the gym twice in two weeks, which has made me feel much better physically. I'll post about my workout routine once I've been for at least one more time. I want to keep this up now. For reals.
Work is still... work. The less time dwelt there the better.
And the best news is that I'm going to be Uncle Bob for a second time over. It's still reasonably early days, but my sister is expecting another kid. I'm really happy for her and her husband. By the time the new babby is formed, wee Harry will be two years old, which is the same age gap as between each of my sisters and I. (Jen is 2 years older than Al, who is 2 years older than me).
It's still going to be a bit of time before I feel fighting fit again. My biggest obstacle is my chronic inability to actually ask for emotional support from anyone. But I maintain, things will improve. Onward and upward, as someone once said. |
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| Everything works in theory |
[Feb. 11th, 2009|01:59 pm] |
Well, that's the theory. I'm getting sick of all these problem and issues. I just want to get my head down and get on with it. I need to find someone to go to the gym with, so I'll actually be compelled to go. This won't fix everything, but it'll be a start. Posted via LiveJournal.app. |
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| More bad news |
[Feb. 6th, 2009|05:41 pm] |
I figured I should post this before people start to wonder what the hell is wrong with me.
( more bad news ) |
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| For everything there is a season |
[Jan. 19th, 2009|10:25 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Ride on shooting star | ] |
There has been at least a small return to normalcy since last week (despite Patrick McGoohan, Ricardo Montalbán and Tony Hart ending eras all over).
I am uncharacteristically poor at the moment. Due to January being the longest month between paydays, I have pretty much run entirely dry. This last week before payday is being eked out on the remainder of my credit card balance. Can't be helped I suppose.
What else?
Battlestar Galactica has restarted. HOLY CATS. WHAT THE HELL.
The PC specs for Fear 2 are out and I should be able to run it. Even if I could get it for my PS3, something about it demands keyboard-mouse control.
Keanu as Spike Spiegel? Oh fuck no, please no, Ye gods and little fishes no. |
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| Thanks Everybody |
[Jan. 14th, 2009|07:55 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
Thanks to everyone for offering support. I really appreciate it, folks.
The funeral went well. The service was nice and it was good to catch up with a few relatives that I hadn't seen in a while.
I had (and still have) a kind of disconnect about the whole thing. There's probably a few reasons for this and I'm sure it's not uncommon.
All in all, it was a pretty strange day, but not as strange as I had feared. |
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| Going to Your Funeral, Pt. 1 |
[Jan. 12th, 2009|08:17 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blank | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Eels - Going to Your Funeral, Pt. 1 | ] |
I haven't really mentioned this to anyone, but my grandad died on the 2nd of January. He had been in and out of hospital all year, mostly with pneumonia and related problems. He'd been getting progressively weaker and everyone actually thought he was going to go on the night of the 1st. So all my aunts and uncles rushed in on the Friday morning to find him awake, alert and recognising people. He then died in the afternoon. I suppose it's some comfort that he got to see most of his family before the end.
I got on reasonably well with my grandad. He liked Jackie Chan films, so we used to talk about that. He would also tell me stories about the RAF.
I feel quite bad that I never actually visited him in hospital.
Tomorrow, I'm taking a day off work to go through to Edinburgh for his funeral. It'll be the first funeral I've ever been to, so I'm not sure how I'm going to handle it. I'm hardly going to freak out or anything, but it's going to be pretty strange nonetheless. |
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| This is my resolve |
[Jan. 2nd, 2009|09:02 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Embra | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  determined | ] |
Forget fear. Face forward. Walk forth. Never stop. Turning back brings weakness. Cowardice brings death.
I have spent the last year focusing a whole bunch on other people. I ran around trying desperately to please or impress a number of folk. The stress inherent in this has made me rely a bit too much on retail therapy to offset it.
This year, to take a rather selfish tone, will be all about me. I plan on sorting myself out first. No pissing about clamouring for the attention of others.
My resolutions are;
1. Regular exercise
2. Stop smoking (again)
3. Pay off my credit card
Less well defined goals include: stop spending so much on crap, cross-dress more often, have a fuckbuddy, cook more using recipes.
( Goddamn Meme Bandwagon ) |
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| Resolving the resolutions |
[Dec. 30th, 2008|11:12 pm] |
Well, I was going to post an extensive screed examining my resolutions from last year. However, as I am slightly loaded with a cold right now, I can't be bothered.
Suffice to say, I've achieved most of what I had wanted to achieve. New job, check. Make the Bowl my own, check. Keep my LJ mostly angst free, pretty much check. Regular exercise... um, not check.
As for my other not-quite-a-resolution, I have waxed lyrical to quite a few folk about the nature of our relationship. Most try to understand, although a few have just looked at me like I was mad. Ach well, can't be helped. Much has happened in the last year, but it's still working for us. Go us.
One more day of 2008 to go. Damn, but this year's gone quick. |
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| Surfing the sales |
[Dec. 27th, 2008|07:06 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Embra | ] |
Turns out my steel toecaps weren't needed so much. The sales were a lot less heaving than I feared. Unfortunately the selection was a little less that I hoped. I did manage to secure myself series 1 of the X-files and the Prince of Persia. Ah, that prince.
I figure I'll leave the rest of my vouchers until I'm safely back in the land of Glasgow. |
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| Did you get what you want for Christmas? |
[Dec. 26th, 2008|11:54 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Embra | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Still full | ] |
Well, Christmas was a barrel of laughs as ever. We were two folk down this year, due to both my sisters deciding to stay down in England this year. Alison to Matt's parents' house in Harrogate and Jenny stayed at home with Richard and Wee Harry.
Still, an entertaining time was had with my folks and my Aunt & Uncle. I had way, way too much food and will now probably not need to eat again until I come out of hibernation.
However, I will need to get out into those sales. I have a cubic fuck-foot of vouchers to spend. For HMV, Next, New Look, Borders, Lush, M&S and Starbucks (yes, Starbucks. For the specific purpose of tea and cheesecake).
Quite apart for the shiny things I will get with said vouchers, I got Resistance 2, V: The Series, Blake's 7 Series 1, Bill Bailey Tinselworm, The Complete Peanuts 1957-58, a bunch of Lush stuff and some booze. Lovely red booze.
Right, time to get out the cattle prod and tackle the sales. Wish me luck! |
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| Festive in the Face |
[Dec. 25th, 2008|11:36 am] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | Embra | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Christmassy | ] |
Merry Christmas to all you folk!
I hope you get food, booze and stuff in appropriate quantities.
BELL ROCK JINGLE BELL ROCK BELL RINGLE JOCK... |
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| Christmas is a coming and Goldfish is probably already quite fat |
[Dec. 23rd, 2008|12:24 pm] |
Holy crap. It's only bloody Christmas Eve Eve, isn't it?
I've done all my Christmas shopping and wrapped that which needs to be wrapped. I've posted some cards, although I left it so late that they probably won't arrive until next week. Oh well. Everyone else will just get an extra special Christmas email tomorrow.
The Work Christmas Party was a reasonable success. Much drunken entertainment was had and my shiny shoes went down a treat. No doubt pictures will appear at some point, so I promise to post a selection here (probably just the ones with a drunken goldfish in them).
Now that I am all sorted, all that remains is for me to head back to the Embra tomorrow. This means that tonight I am free to go out and get pissed.
Onwards to the pub! |
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| Secret Agent Man |
[Dec. 17th, 2008|09:57 pm] |
The problem with being in the Embra, is that the water does my skin no favours at all.
Anyway, this is aces.
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| God of Shopping |
[Dec. 16th, 2008|03:12 pm] |
I'm currently sat in the Cafe Nero on Rose Street. It's my favourite place to stop when I'm in town. It used to be the Starbucks above Dixons, because it had a great view over Princess Street towards the castle. But I've fallen out with Starbucks and Cafe Nero have those little cards that get stamped. Love them. I have now almost finished my Christmas shopping. Only a couple of things left to get and I'm going to wait a little longer until I get them. I've also just got the finishing touch for my outfit for my work Christmas party on Friday. It's not the best fit, but it's a great outfit. Black suit with silky bits (tux style), white shirt with crinkly bits, waistcoat that matches the suit and the shiny, shiny black shoes I got for my sister's wedding. The finishing touch was a loose bowtie to drape around my neck. I'm going to look fucking fantastic. Posted via LiveJournal.app. |
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