Monthly Archives: November, 2006
Transfering my addictions
Okay, I admit it, I had a hard time cutting out coffee last week. I spent rather a long time smelling the jars and moodily ordering herbal teas in between lectures. And well – I just couldn’t take it, so it lasted about 13 hours. This week, I decided to go the whole hog. I …
Attention Seeking
Tonight Mike, my Dad and I journeyed to sister and New Husband‘s house. Mostly to see the cats – named Merry and Pippin by the way, despite their being FEMALE non-hobbits – and also for the roast dinner. Typically, I smushed the first cat I saw, pressing my face into its fur proclaiming I loved …
Paved Paradise
I just found this photo whilst perusing a friend’s flickr: It’s weird, the frisson you feel when you stare at a younger you. I’ve found that since I was about 12 when I felt I became an adult, I’ve been surprised when I’ve changed, because I thought I’d established my identity. I felt it physically …
Good deeds
Ah, well that didn’t last long. Housemate needed car, specifically a polo. Gave car away (housemate will pay sister). Feeling quite good and charitable though. Hope she knows she has to drive me everywhere.
But I did get a commendation on contract law today
“I’m turning a bit thick,” I say to Mike, propping myself up on the pillows. “Earlier I was on my friend’s profile thingy and spent ages wondering why she was so into the Maritime club. Turns out it was marmite.” Mike laughs. “At least you know what maritime means now.” “True,” I say. “I know …
How to tell when my period is due
Mike: Billygean, I have some bad news. Me: What. WHAT. Mike: Charlie died. Me: Your rabbit Charlie? Mike: Yes. [sees expression]. Aw darling. Me: [Uncontrollable sobs]
Wherein I demonstrate that all these advertising campaigns are aimed at, and work on, me
“What’ve you got there?” Mike said, walking into the kitchen and putting his arms around my waist. “Mmmm hot toddies,” I said, non-sensically, because I am essaying, and also, panicking about being left alone. “What is it though?” he said, peering. Well, it was bright purple. “Lemsip.” I consult the box. “For warm bellies on …
Alone in a big, scary city
Well, it’s surfaced that there are no engineering jobs in Birmingham. Why is this relevant, you ask? Because Mike’s got an interview for an engineering job. I am pleased for him. In fact, I flitted around him excitedly whilst he sent the application off. Of course, this will render me homeless, because my other four …
