So I'm sat on the sofa, watching Jane Eyre... Yep, I've got the laptop set up downstairs. :) It's not wireless'd yet, I just unstapled the broadband line up to my bedroom and brought the whole kit & Kaboodle downstairs. All the excess wiring is curled up behind a bookcase and I'm sat comfy & warm, able to chat and play & download and stuff, so it's ( Read more... )

Well fuck me! Please, I mean it's been ages. Only I can't, doctor's orders, at least until the results turn up... Anyway, Yay Me! Got the laptop plumbed in. The only minor technical bitch being I forgot to restart the modem when I restarted the laptop. Oops, ah buggrit, it's working now ( Read more... )

Long time no anything. Again. Anyone who knows me off-line knows I'm fucking shite at keeping in touch more than the occasional text message, so I suppose I was being optimistic that I'd be able to keep this thing up to date. The reason I'm actually here today is because I've treated myself to a cute little laptop thingy. (Techy spec stuff when I'm ( Read more... )

So it’s been 3 months again. Time flies when you’re trying to find a life to have… But I promised an old friend I’d make more of an effort to keep in touch this year, even if it’s only updating this once a month, so here I am. January hasn’t finished yet, so I’m still within my monthly specifications ( Read more... )

Jeez, I've just realised it's been 10 months since I've put anything in here. Not a lot has changed: same job, same address, same lack of significant other ( Read more... )

Well there's other stuff to talk about too, but this bit I think needs an entry to itself ( Read more... )

During a very chilled and fun New Year's Eve, we were watching Jools Holland's 12th Annual Hootenany, and this lot performed a stunning cover of Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit". Do check them out, especially the list of cd's they want to re-release.

...to shut the fuck up and stop being a whining little bitch.

Foamy Rules. :D

Well it turns out the short, cute, drunk is married. Bastard. I never found out if he remembers trying to follow me home, either. Ah well,not worth worrying about that now.
And the nice, sober bloke who took my phone number hasn't rung, and it's been over a week, so that's not going to happen.
Bollocks.

Well I did get a phone call this evening. Chatted for about half an hour about all sorts of stuff, from the 'Grey Lady' that's supposed to haunt G wing to the gossip about the do at the Tower. He wanted to know who the guys were who'd shown an interest in me, but I wouldn't tell him (a) because I've not seen them since and want to know who ( Read more... )