| Weekends, argh. |
[22 Nov 2009|04:30am] |
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Yesterday, work was so fucking horrific (and I was so fucking stressed) that by lunchtime I got wine with my meal. The afternoon was considerably better, mostly because I had mellowed out from the wine.
Today I will be out for most of the day with my America trip people, filling in CRB forms and goodness knows what else. It's ok though, there will be biscuits.
Also, I would post about the Doctor Who preview from Children In Need, but I'm all squeed out. WHAT?
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| *stre-e-e-e-e-etch* |
[21 Nov 2009|08:06pm] |
Was unable to get to sleep for a long time last night. Fortunately, so was H, and as we were under no pressure to get up early the next day, we just lay there and talked and snuggled. It was nice.
Today we have done bugger-all. Well, I made the usual cooked brekky, walked to Tesco and got Star Trek on DVD, but that's it. After working all that extra time on Friday, it was good to just chill out. We've mucked about on the computer, snuggled on the sofa watching TV... we might be productive tomorrow but there's no hurry as after one day of work on Monday, we're on annual leave again for a week. YAY!
This time of year may be dark and miserable, but all my holidays are coming up in short succession and that rocks.
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| Blurg Redux |
[16 Nov 2009|09:20pm] |
I have a cold. Wank. Waking up through the night and then being wide awake from 4.30am with no hope of going back to sleep is also Bad. My nose wasn't too awful first thing so it was mainly the bunged-up-ness and knackeredness, but during the morning the dam suddenly broke and it was Not Pretty.
Tonight I shall go to bed with a nice Lemsip and honey. And maybe put a sneaky shot of Drambuie in it.
Uggghhh.
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| I could blog about important stuff. |
[16 Nov 2009|11:03am] |
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I mean, a lot has happened since I last had a proper update. I went to London and saw WDers and got John Barrowman's autograph via Christine, and then a load of good stuff happened at work, and I could even talk about this house-hunting malarkey.
BUT INSTEAD I AM GOING TO TALK ABOUT PONIES.
You see, Hasbroken (as they are maturely referred to on The Pony Boards) have decided to set up their own TV channel to brainwash kids with. And one of their Maybe Certainly Most Definite brands to get its own show? OMG PONIES!!1!
You'd think that I'd be punching the air about this, except... well, the ponies have changed
In the 80s, the ponies on TV looked like this, this and this. Then in the 90s came My Little Pony Tales, which we don't talkabout.
Then, when the Pony line was relaunched, we got a pretty middle-of-the-road cartoon with inoffensive design, such as this (y hallo thar, Pinkie Pie.)
Then. Hasbro rejigged the line, trying to make it cooler for older little girls. The result is a style which has caused uproar in really pissed off the Pony Community. The ponies in the cartoon, accordingly, now look like cartoon versions of THIS.
RUN AWAAAAAY.
Seriously, What is wrong with their heads?! And why are their hooves so freakishly huge?! Kiss mine, Hasbro.
TL:DR version: They Changed Ponies And Now They REALLY Suck.
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| (Almost) Done Everything |
[15 Nov 2009|04:43pm] |
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He's been working for hours, but H has almost finished repairing the fence. He refused to go the concrete panel/professional route (an argument for another time as I just wanted the panels back up), but went for new wooden posts and metposts to delay rotting, and I fear the joins still aren't tight enough to make the fence solid against gales, but it's better than nothing - and how - at least people can't see into our garden now! He's just (hah) got to put the surround for the back gate back and drill a new hole for the lock, but otherwise things are looking so much better. I'm very grateful he's so good at DIY.
Actually, this has turned out to be a small blessing, seeing as the posts needed replacing anyway, and while he's been doing that, I've been tidying up in the garden (weeding, pruning) and cleaning the windows and doors at the back to keep him company. More productive than sitting on the sofa feeling sorry for myself and watching TV, at any rate. I'm now fixing dinner and logging some more CDs so they can go up into the loft and create more space (a project on the To Do List). 1,510 songs logged so far...
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| Bring it, essay. |
[15 Nov 2009|09:59am] |
I've got about 1000 words left to produce on this wretched essay, then go through and standardise/check all my footnotes, work out some kind of bibliography and attach appendices. Then I have to print the bastard, post 2 copies to uni, and send it electronically for marking. (Obviously I can't do any of the posting until tomorrow.)
DOCTOR WHO IS TONIGHT. :-D
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| I hate gales. |
[14 Nov 2009|05:45pm] |
The three fence panels at the back of my garden (the ones looking onto the drive where the TARDIS is parked) have blown down. The panels themselves were fine, being new last year; unfortunately the older wooden posts had rotted away. It's interesting that the side adjoining our neighbour's garden, which has concrete posts, is not moving an inch. Same goes for all our other neighbours' fences, which are all concrete-posted as well. Bet they're feeling nice and smug/relieved/sympathetic (delete as appropriate) looking at my poor vandalized fence. The reason we didn't put concrete posts in all the way round is that H put concrete down for the metposts there which currently hold the wooden posts in a few years back, and he thought it would be too difficult to drill down enough to get concrete ones in. I think we'll have to get concrete posts for the back, though. At least there's no concrete to drill out there.
I am safely locked in the house so am not worried about anyone taking advantage of the open back garden to come in here, and am fairly Zen about any stuff being nicked from the side of the house as most of it is ancient junk and easily replaceable. (H's nice bike is locked in the garage.) It's annoying knowing it's so vulnerable, though. H doesn't get back till Sunday evening at least so it'll be a while before the fence can be repaired. And it would be the side with the custom-built back gate built into it, wouldn't it? Bother.
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| Mull Of Kintyre |
[14 Nov 2009|10:15am] |
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Help settle something for me, team. Michael McIntyre: funny, or the complete opposite?
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| Blaaargh |
[13 Nov 2009|03:12pm] |
Today I came up with 600 (fully footnoted) words. SIGH.
2 days left for this essay.
Of course, instead of contonuing to write, I am now drinking wine and watching the Doctor Who Greatest Moments (Martha). Oh, Martha, you were pretty awesome. And Ten was kind of a douche to you.
NEW WHO ON SUNDAY, YOU GUYS. :-D
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| Skeleton |
[11 Nov 2009|10:51pm] |
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Moby - 257.zero |
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Tonight - instead of doing the luxurious and joyful marking I could perhaps have been devoting myself to - I spent my hours idling on planet Earth's great time-sink, l'Internet. By chaining mad links together for moments on end, I came across something truly scrumptious, which I am seconds away from sharing with you, dear omnidirectional reader.
This is a link to the first episode of The Skeletor Show (sound vital, not safe for work due to SWEARS), which is basically Skeletor-related segments of old He-Man cartoons with a different dub. I found it almost indecently amusing. Laughed out loud, so I did.
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| You Wanna Hear About The Deal I'm Making |
[10 Nov 2009|09:15pm] |
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Running Up That Hill - Placebo |
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The Bones soundtrack album: not bad, actually. Particularly what I'm listening to right now. Nice thumpy bass. I really liked it when I first heard it (er, probably on Bones), but didn't buy it until yesterday evening. Along with the rest of the soundtrack.
Today seems to have gone by rather fast. Time for bed. And I didn't even get round to the latest HIMYM...
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