2008/11/23
2008/08/23
Family politics
Hey..
Those of you who know me and read this blog will know that there are a lot of family politics in my family.
Two things have happened this past week which make me laugh/annoy me.
1)GCSE results.
I did my GCSE's in 2000 and got very decent grades, my uncle at the time laughed and said they were because I chose easy subjects (I chose History, Sociology and French because I was doing two languages). His daughter got her results and got C's and D's and he has told the whole family that she got A's (he only told my dad the truth because he trusts him..which is pretty dumb because no matter how chummy you are with your brother/sister, your kids come first). Anyway, he laughed at my easy subjects, his daughter got bare passes in subjects like Art, DT and Drama..hello? Rumour mill is going mad in our family and apparently the daughter cried as soon as she got home becuase she was so pleased with her great results..I'm not convinced by that because EVERYONE gets funny when they get them, it doesn't take you time.
2)People using and abusing you.
Last weekend I was at my parent's house avec Mon. Now we had a desi festivity and we missed one set of guests who were coming around. They came the next day. There are four in this family (mum, dad and two girls). One girl has been ill for ages (I'm sure it is attention seeking and don't have the inclination to go into it now, basically every year she stops eating for a few weeks and then starts again), so far it has been about 5 weeks. The mother and oldest daughter came around to see us last Sunday. Now Mon has a habit of coming out the shower with just a towel on, my mum and dad do not mind this because they expect him to treat the place as his own. He came out of the shower and walked down the side bit in our yard and my cousin caught a glimpse of him (he wasn't trying to show himself off..there's a first!). Both mother and daughter were very stoney faced and I made a joke and told my mum I wouldn't sit with my cousin as I didn't like her (I say this all the time and she takes it in jest), this time she turned around and said "Well, I don't like you anyway". So I got a bit annoyed but thought I'd say something as we were sitting there in total silence, I asked if they had outfits made for a desi event that we soon have and the daughter replied with a single "no". Now I was really mad but didn't show it (I'm an angel, ain't I?!) So I sat there in silence and they finally left.
Fast forward to Tuesday, I get a buddy buddy text from said cousin asking me the same question that I asked her, I haven't replied and don't intend on doing so either. The sensible half of this relationship (one Monska) told me to leave it as I shouldn't just be there for people to talk to when THEY feel up to it when I am always nothing but nice to them. So I have left it. I asked a third party/fourt party about this and they said the same. If I treated my cousin the way she treated me that day in public she'd have a field day going on about why I've got attitude etc..but fuck it, she can say what she wants. If you have problems at home, leave them there, don't fucking take it out on me. When I have problems I never get mad at you when you have nothing to do with it so why do you think I deserve it from you?
I am back home today (had to help mon pere with something) and I have been to my grandmother's house where my uncle was with my cousin (brother of aforementioned aunt), his sister came around too (sister of aforementioned aunt) and they made plans to go see the aunt in question, they tried to invite me along but I was adamant I was going home and that is what I have done. They keep thinking that something is wrong but I'm not going to spill because they will go tell her because that's what you do in my family, snitch like a bitch. I'm not some kinda fool who will go to someone's house when they have clearly been so hostile to me, I'm not going to be friendly towards them until I get an apology and for once I will stick to my guns! I'm sick of being messed around by them.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
PS Simon smells.
(I quite like the quote mentioned below)
Ubi dubium ibi libertas
Those of you who know me and read this blog will know that there are a lot of family politics in my family.
Two things have happened this past week which make me laugh/annoy me.
1)GCSE results.
I did my GCSE's in 2000 and got very decent grades, my uncle at the time laughed and said they were because I chose easy subjects (I chose History, Sociology and French because I was doing two languages). His daughter got her results and got C's and D's and he has told the whole family that she got A's (he only told my dad the truth because he trusts him..which is pretty dumb because no matter how chummy you are with your brother/sister, your kids come first). Anyway, he laughed at my easy subjects, his daughter got bare passes in subjects like Art, DT and Drama..hello? Rumour mill is going mad in our family and apparently the daughter cried as soon as she got home becuase she was so pleased with her great results..I'm not convinced by that because EVERYONE gets funny when they get them, it doesn't take you time.
2)People using and abusing you.
Last weekend I was at my parent's house avec Mon. Now we had a desi festivity and we missed one set of guests who were coming around. They came the next day. There are four in this family (mum, dad and two girls). One girl has been ill for ages (I'm sure it is attention seeking and don't have the inclination to go into it now, basically every year she stops eating for a few weeks and then starts again), so far it has been about 5 weeks. The mother and oldest daughter came around to see us last Sunday. Now Mon has a habit of coming out the shower with just a towel on, my mum and dad do not mind this because they expect him to treat the place as his own. He came out of the shower and walked down the side bit in our yard and my cousin caught a glimpse of him (he wasn't trying to show himself off..there's a first!). Both mother and daughter were very stoney faced and I made a joke and told my mum I wouldn't sit with my cousin as I didn't like her (I say this all the time and she takes it in jest), this time she turned around and said "Well, I don't like you anyway". So I got a bit annoyed but thought I'd say something as we were sitting there in total silence, I asked if they had outfits made for a desi event that we soon have and the daughter replied with a single "no". Now I was really mad but didn't show it (I'm an angel, ain't I?!) So I sat there in silence and they finally left.
Fast forward to Tuesday, I get a buddy buddy text from said cousin asking me the same question that I asked her, I haven't replied and don't intend on doing so either. The sensible half of this relationship (one Monska) told me to leave it as I shouldn't just be there for people to talk to when THEY feel up to it when I am always nothing but nice to them. So I have left it. I asked a third party/fourt party about this and they said the same. If I treated my cousin the way she treated me that day in public she'd have a field day going on about why I've got attitude etc..but fuck it, she can say what she wants. If you have problems at home, leave them there, don't fucking take it out on me. When I have problems I never get mad at you when you have nothing to do with it so why do you think I deserve it from you?
I am back home today (had to help mon pere with something) and I have been to my grandmother's house where my uncle was with my cousin (brother of aforementioned aunt), his sister came around too (sister of aforementioned aunt) and they made plans to go see the aunt in question, they tried to invite me along but I was adamant I was going home and that is what I have done. They keep thinking that something is wrong but I'm not going to spill because they will go tell her because that's what you do in my family, snitch like a bitch. I'm not some kinda fool who will go to someone's house when they have clearly been so hostile to me, I'm not going to be friendly towards them until I get an apology and for once I will stick to my guns! I'm sick of being messed around by them.
Grrrrrrrrrrrr.
PS Simon smells.
(I quite like the quote mentioned below)
Ubi dubium ibi libertas
2008/08/21
Urban Decay Primer Potion Depotting
Whilst I listen to one of my all time favourite songs, I must also post this because I'm annoyed at certain companies.
Everyone who uses eyeshadow will know that it fades and creases all the time, companies like UD and Too Faced (TF) have made products which are aimed specifically at keeping your eyeshadow on your eyes looking the way it looked when you applied it. Now I have no beef against the product itself, it is one my Holy Grail products as it does what it says and is cheap! (£9.50..says she who spent Boots points on it) Cheap considering the fact that you can buy similar face primers which boast to do the same but don't.
Anyway, the packaging is like a genie shaped bottles and I recently saw an article on another blog called clumps of mascara and the lady who owns the site cut up her bottle of UDPP and tonnes more came out, so I decided to do the same..I've been a bit slow recently but deciding to take the bull by the horns today and below are the pics..
Everyone who uses eyeshadow will know that it fades and creases all the time, companies like UD and Too Faced (TF) have made products which are aimed specifically at keeping your eyeshadow on your eyes looking the way it looked when you applied it. Now I have no beef against the product itself, it is one my Holy Grail products as it does what it says and is cheap! (£9.50..says she who spent Boots points on it) Cheap considering the fact that you can buy similar face primers which boast to do the same but don't.
Anyway, the packaging is like a genie shaped bottles and I recently saw an article on another blog called clumps of mascara and the lady who owns the site cut up her bottle of UDPP and tonnes more came out, so I decided to do the same..I've been a bit slow recently but deciding to take the bull by the horns today and below are the pics..
My surgical tools and the specimen in question, note in further pics you will see two other knives..
Cutting the tube open at that point was easy, notice how much product is left and would have been chucked had I not seen that website *cue some angry words*
Wand has been smeared around the pot in which the product will go..
Product being scooped out and put into new tub..
Empty half tube of UDPP..
Both top bits after having been scooped and cutting off the bottom part (which was a bitch to cut)
Bottom bit cut open ready for scoopage, this was really hard to cut as the bottle is very thick here so I had to use a knife with ridged teeth, I was considering just scooping from the top but am glad I cut it because look at all that product.
The end result. I've kept the wand because I liked it but I don't know what I will use it for.
...
Ismon, words will never ever be enough.
Being in love with someone, having them love you more than you ever thought anyone could is the best feeling I have ever experienced in my life..ever.
I don't know why I feel so lovey dovey today but I just do, mainly because Simon has a brain in his head which functions when mine goes to pot, you keep me sane and make sense of crap when I'm not up to it.
I remember being back at school and girls were going on about boyfriends being the last thing they think of at night and first thing they think of when they wake up and I was so jealous because I knew I'd never get to experience anything like that..and I still haven't..I SEE the mainframe before I go to bed and it's the first thing I see when I wake up.
I have only ever dreamt about Simon ONCE since we have been together..I've dreamt about John about five or six times but Mon you know where you stand.
By the way, fancy reading every single word I write but never ever saying anything..wally.
I call you every name under the sun but God forbid if someone else was to do the same (and you know that when I say it, I mean it).
Someone asked me the other day how much I believe in the saying "You will never find someone to love you until you love yourself" and I agree with that 100%, I used to think I was such a dog when I was at school (I still do now) but somewhere along the way I learnt that I'm not all bad and that I am quite a nice person who has some sense in her head and that I could be a much worse person. Then Mon came along..
This essay here doesn't make much sense but the one person who understands my scattered way of thinking will see how it connects together..
There's no guaranteed way of knowing when you find the one, you have different ways of knowing but I know for sure that you have a secret smile reserved for that one person. My best mate Kam smiles at her husband with a smile that I have never seen before and she says I do the same with Mon..funny how she never noticed it when we were at school but I will agree with her, he makes me smile and I feel truly happy, like nothing can touch me and I'm esctatic at the end of the night that I get to take him home with me and keep the feeling.
I think I might take you out tonight and try and grope you down that dark alley by the sea.. :)
Nihil dicit
Being in love with someone, having them love you more than you ever thought anyone could is the best feeling I have ever experienced in my life..ever.
I don't know why I feel so lovey dovey today but I just do, mainly because Simon has a brain in his head which functions when mine goes to pot, you keep me sane and make sense of crap when I'm not up to it.
I remember being back at school and girls were going on about boyfriends being the last thing they think of at night and first thing they think of when they wake up and I was so jealous because I knew I'd never get to experience anything like that..and I still haven't..I SEE the mainframe before I go to bed and it's the first thing I see when I wake up.
I have only ever dreamt about Simon ONCE since we have been together..I've dreamt about John about five or six times but Mon you know where you stand.
By the way, fancy reading every single word I write but never ever saying anything..wally.
I call you every name under the sun but God forbid if someone else was to do the same (and you know that when I say it, I mean it).
Someone asked me the other day how much I believe in the saying "You will never find someone to love you until you love yourself" and I agree with that 100%, I used to think I was such a dog when I was at school (I still do now) but somewhere along the way I learnt that I'm not all bad and that I am quite a nice person who has some sense in her head and that I could be a much worse person. Then Mon came along..
This essay here doesn't make much sense but the one person who understands my scattered way of thinking will see how it connects together..
There's no guaranteed way of knowing when you find the one, you have different ways of knowing but I know for sure that you have a secret smile reserved for that one person. My best mate Kam smiles at her husband with a smile that I have never seen before and she says I do the same with Mon..funny how she never noticed it when we were at school but I will agree with her, he makes me smile and I feel truly happy, like nothing can touch me and I'm esctatic at the end of the night that I get to take him home with me and keep the feeling.
I think I might take you out tonight and try and grope you down that dark alley by the sea.. :)
Nihil dicit
2008/08/11
Hair stuff
Before I start the main body I'd like to say one thing.
I tested out a tester of Almay foundation on my cheek, it was too light (will give it to my mum or use it in winter) and then I used my Clinique toner over it, now my cheek is really warm..what's that all about?
Anyway, back to the main message...remember about this time last year I wrote out a list of all the shampoos I had in my cupboard so I could see what I had and get rid of the bits that were nearly finished?
Well, thanks to the damned credit crunch and having just bought a new car, I've been forced to do the same again but for everything I own (such as body lotions, shower gels etc..), this is only because I buy stuff that I don't need and come home to find that I needed to buy conditioner and have bought the matching shampoo. Also, I am a sucker for anything new on the market and have decided that enough is enough and that I will use up everything I have before buying something new.
I've been doing that (sans list) for the past few weeks and have been going ok with it but now I'm really up to speed and things are being thrown away a lot faster, also a visit to my aunt's house also helped. She is the same as me and will buy anything new that comes out, just to see how it works. I was going to buy the L'oreal Beauty Tubes mascara but used it at her house and have decided against it, instead I will buy the Lava eyeliner pencil from Too Faced as it is the first proper pencil eyeliner which applies like liquid (something I've been looking for for ages). I am also going to chuck out most of my cheapo eyeshadows as despite my UDPP keeping the colour on, I've realised there isn't much pigment in them anyway as they colours are always grey-ish, I am going to invest in a Bobbi Brown pallette once the one my aunt gave me has run out as they colours are excellent and they stay on.
Anywho..here is my list of shampoos and conditioners..
(I'm quite happy with it as I do use these shampoos regularly whereas last year there were some I hadn't used for time)..
I tested out a tester of Almay foundation on my cheek, it was too light (will give it to my mum or use it in winter) and then I used my Clinique toner over it, now my cheek is really warm..what's that all about?
Anyway, back to the main message...remember about this time last year I wrote out a list of all the shampoos I had in my cupboard so I could see what I had and get rid of the bits that were nearly finished?
Well, thanks to the damned credit crunch and having just bought a new car, I've been forced to do the same again but for everything I own (such as body lotions, shower gels etc..), this is only because I buy stuff that I don't need and come home to find that I needed to buy conditioner and have bought the matching shampoo. Also, I am a sucker for anything new on the market and have decided that enough is enough and that I will use up everything I have before buying something new.
I've been doing that (sans list) for the past few weeks and have been going ok with it but now I'm really up to speed and things are being thrown away a lot faster, also a visit to my aunt's house also helped. She is the same as me and will buy anything new that comes out, just to see how it works. I was going to buy the L'oreal Beauty Tubes mascara but used it at her house and have decided against it, instead I will buy the Lava eyeliner pencil from Too Faced as it is the first proper pencil eyeliner which applies like liquid (something I've been looking for for ages). I am also going to chuck out most of my cheapo eyeshadows as despite my UDPP keeping the colour on, I've realised there isn't much pigment in them anyway as they colours are always grey-ish, I am going to invest in a Bobbi Brown pallette once the one my aunt gave me has run out as they colours are excellent and they stay on.
Anywho..here is my list of shampoos and conditioners..
(I'm quite happy with it as I do use these shampoos regularly whereas last year there were some I hadn't used for time)..
- Twisted Sister conditioner for curly hair
- Revlon Flex clarifying conditioner
- Tresemme deep conditioner for dry hair
- Tresemme deep conditioner for curly hair
- Aussie 3 minute miracle frizz reducer
- Boots lemonbalm deep conditioner
- Boots henna deep conditioner
- Aussie 3 minute luscious locks treatment
Those of you eagle eyed readers will see that I have more than I did have last year but in my defence I didn't include deep treatments in last years count (despite me buying most of them since making the list).
I have thrown away a lot of shampoo that I have bought in the year so the list could have been longer, the only thing I had last year and didn't mention was the Black by Design deep conditioner which is no longer of use to me as my hair isn't damaged so I may use it as a shaving aid or something.
As I'm here I might as well list the other bits I have (face washes), so here we go..
- Doctor Barefoot's clean face enhancer (LOVE IT)
I've recently finished a TBS tea tree oil face wash and when I first got it, it had grains in it but over time they have turned to mush (despite the smell staying strong, I hoped it would fade), I had it since I was 17 and finished it just last weekend, the bathrom cupboard is rammed full of crap I've bought so tis only fair I finish it, I am not going to buy any more body scrubs and will use the St Ives as replacements as they work very well .
Too shattered to add a quote after that mammoth essay and I think I will put something a bit closer to home under my posts..a legal phrase (in latin of course!)
Pacta sunt servanda
2008/07/29
Just desserts
Hi everybody..Hi Doctor Nick!
Yes, I'm feeling a bit gay today due to the weather and the general sun-ness outside.
Anyway, got something that I want to say but can't really tell anyone because it wouldn't mean anything to them.
Quand je suis une petite fille, I used to connais (huh, huh?) a girl who I will call S. S had a sister who I will call K and a mum who I will call R.
S always wanted to be a doctor and I always wanted to be a solicitor. We got the grades we needed and went off to uni. K wanted to be a stock broker and whilst we were at school she was always seen as the less brainy half of the KnS kinship. Anyway, R would always say that her daughter would make it and that I was wasting my time learning the law as it would never help me because I didn't have the smarts to use it (because I was really immature at school..and still am now).
Anyway, my older brother (M) wanted to be a financial whizz kid and R always thought that me and him would never make it as her kids were smarter as my mum let us run "riot".
Now K is about three years younger than me and has just graduated..the same year as her sister.
Last year, R told us that her kid was doing work exp in a bank (she was, I saw her work pass) and that she would go on to be a stock broker at the same place.
Now my mum phoned R the other day and R told her that K now wants to be........a teacher.
Now I'm quite surprised at this comedown and why R told my mum because she loves to save face. She would always say that K would get a better job than M and be the best at anything.
S has done what she set out to do and I am proud of her because that's been her goal since forever and she has done it.
Why did K become a teacher? You can do a lot in the financial field apart from broker stocks, a friend of mine went on to work for HSBC and she had a law degree.
My thinking is why the sudden comedown? The only reason I can think of is that she didn't get the grades she needed..but then R's story began to fall apart.
She had always told us that her daughter was doing stats and maths at uni but then she told my mum that last year she did some work experience at our old school and they had offered her a perm position..so what is going on?
I'm taking some pleasure in this because R and K always thought they were better than me and M when it turns out she couldn't cut the mustard.
HAHAHA IN YOUR DUMB OLD FACE.
I know that people might find that childish and what have you but I don't care.
This is what you get when you speech it and don't have the goods to back it up.
Even with a 2:2 she could have done something financial.
I cannot wait to see how this unravels.
Yes, I'm feeling a bit gay today due to the weather and the general sun-ness outside.
Anyway, got something that I want to say but can't really tell anyone because it wouldn't mean anything to them.
Quand je suis une petite fille, I used to connais (huh, huh?) a girl who I will call S. S had a sister who I will call K and a mum who I will call R.
S always wanted to be a doctor and I always wanted to be a solicitor. We got the grades we needed and went off to uni. K wanted to be a stock broker and whilst we were at school she was always seen as the less brainy half of the KnS kinship. Anyway, R would always say that her daughter would make it and that I was wasting my time learning the law as it would never help me because I didn't have the smarts to use it (because I was really immature at school..and still am now).
Anyway, my older brother (M) wanted to be a financial whizz kid and R always thought that me and him would never make it as her kids were smarter as my mum let us run "riot".
Now K is about three years younger than me and has just graduated..the same year as her sister.
Last year, R told us that her kid was doing work exp in a bank (she was, I saw her work pass) and that she would go on to be a stock broker at the same place.
Now my mum phoned R the other day and R told her that K now wants to be........a teacher.
Now I'm quite surprised at this comedown and why R told my mum because she loves to save face. She would always say that K would get a better job than M and be the best at anything.
S has done what she set out to do and I am proud of her because that's been her goal since forever and she has done it.
Why did K become a teacher? You can do a lot in the financial field apart from broker stocks, a friend of mine went on to work for HSBC and she had a law degree.
My thinking is why the sudden comedown? The only reason I can think of is that she didn't get the grades she needed..but then R's story began to fall apart.
She had always told us that her daughter was doing stats and maths at uni but then she told my mum that last year she did some work experience at our old school and they had offered her a perm position..so what is going on?
I'm taking some pleasure in this because R and K always thought they were better than me and M when it turns out she couldn't cut the mustard.
HAHAHA IN YOUR DUMB OLD FACE.
I know that people might find that childish and what have you but I don't care.
This is what you get when you speech it and don't have the goods to back it up.
Even with a 2:2 she could have done something financial.
I cannot wait to see how this unravels.
2008/07/02
Makeup and Quotes
I think I want to seem a bit more educated than I am so I will start putting quotes on the bottom of each of my posts, I'm not going to go back and do that because I've written a lot and I don't have the time or patience to do so.
Anyway, this post is mainly about makeup (I must however remember to label my posts because I keep forgetting).
I have an extensive range of makeup which I do use but not all at once. I am currently figuring out how to use powder blusher and keep it on your cheeks. Maybe I should add some background..here goes..
I got Selfridges vouchers for my birthday and went off to spend them, now I had to change my YSL Touche Eclat as it was too light, the girl at the counter changed it as I had never used it, I thought that whilst I was there I might as well use the vouchers so I bought a Lip Plumper (solely for the colour and the fact that the gloss wasn't sticky and some skin perfecter which I haven't used ONCE as it is expensive and I am saving it for special occasions). Anyway, you got to take a free sample so I thought I'd take the plunge and get some blusher (my thinking being that from the other stuff that I could take from the freebie box, blusher was the one thing I didn't have and that it complimented the other two, I could whack on the gloss, the perfecter and the blush..also, I've never had a blush before whereas I have copious amount of eye shadows and Marcello's, the only reason I wanted the M's was because of the funky boxing but I got a sample of that from somewhere else).
So, I've used the blusher once but I never know how much to put on..I must ask someone.
I asked two males that I know and they both said I don't need makeup, which is very nice of them and I tend to agree, I don't wear makeup to make myself look decent, I look OK without it, there are times when I go barefaced to work and most weekends I am not wearing any. I normally whack it on when I am going out for the evening or to a wedding/party/desi function.
Also, I've been asked by some people who read this blog what my essential makeup items are and they are listed below, by essentials I mean stuff you MUST have in your makeup kit, not stuff I MUST apply to my face everyday, so here goes..
1)Benefit Doctor Feelgood
This is the shit, I've got pores on my nose and the sides of my nose and this chappy goes on and fills them in, I get what I call "model" skin..it's like the skin of a mannequin, smooth and shine free..no pores. You have to re-apply it but not very often and application is a doddle too..you can't put too much on because you get a little sponge with it. You have to wash the sponge though as you get little bits on it. It's a little metal tin which I love (hard wearing AND hard working) and the balm lasts an age, I use this whenever I go out (gives me perfect skin without any makeup at all) and I have had it since January and I have not even made a visible indent to it. It cost me about £16 because I got a special offer in my skymag, usually it is £22.50 and it is worth every penny. The only downside for me is the smell, it's not overpoweringly horrible, just smells slightly of damp..apart from that, it's a winner.
Anyway, this post is mainly about makeup (I must however remember to label my posts because I keep forgetting).
I have an extensive range of makeup which I do use but not all at once. I am currently figuring out how to use powder blusher and keep it on your cheeks. Maybe I should add some background..here goes..
I got Selfridges vouchers for my birthday and went off to spend them, now I had to change my YSL Touche Eclat as it was too light, the girl at the counter changed it as I had never used it, I thought that whilst I was there I might as well use the vouchers so I bought a Lip Plumper (solely for the colour and the fact that the gloss wasn't sticky and some skin perfecter which I haven't used ONCE as it is expensive and I am saving it for special occasions). Anyway, you got to take a free sample so I thought I'd take the plunge and get some blusher (my thinking being that from the other stuff that I could take from the freebie box, blusher was the one thing I didn't have and that it complimented the other two, I could whack on the gloss, the perfecter and the blush..also, I've never had a blush before whereas I have copious amount of eye shadows and Marcello's, the only reason I wanted the M's was because of the funky boxing but I got a sample of that from somewhere else).
So, I've used the blusher once but I never know how much to put on..I must ask someone.
I asked two males that I know and they both said I don't need makeup, which is very nice of them and I tend to agree, I don't wear makeup to make myself look decent, I look OK without it, there are times when I go barefaced to work and most weekends I am not wearing any. I normally whack it on when I am going out for the evening or to a wedding/party/desi function.
Also, I've been asked by some people who read this blog what my essential makeup items are and they are listed below, by essentials I mean stuff you MUST have in your makeup kit, not stuff I MUST apply to my face everyday, so here goes..
1)Benefit Doctor Feelgood
This is the shit, I've got pores on my nose and the sides of my nose and this chappy goes on and fills them in, I get what I call "model" skin..it's like the skin of a mannequin, smooth and shine free..no pores. You have to re-apply it but not very often and application is a doddle too..you can't put too much on because you get a little sponge with it. You have to wash the sponge though as you get little bits on it. It's a little metal tin which I love (hard wearing AND hard working) and the balm lasts an age, I use this whenever I go out (gives me perfect skin without any makeup at all) and I have had it since January and I have not even made a visible indent to it. It cost me about £16 because I got a special offer in my skymag, usually it is £22.50 and it is worth every penny. The only downside for me is the smell, it's not overpoweringly horrible, just smells slightly of damp..apart from that, it's a winner.
2)YSL Touche Eclat
This is also the shit but people are always arguing whether to use it as a concealer or a highlighter..I think that's really confusing because the packaging says it reflects light off dark areas so surely you'd use it on your under eye bags? Well, I don't care..use it wherever, I use it under my brows and it makes me look really alert and different..I would exercise caution however as you need to push the applicator (YSL are very keen on this, my gloss has it and they have other glosses that do it and now also a nail brush) and it's easy to keep pushing and then see all the product come rushing out and fall on the floor. Also, a teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeny bit is all you need of this, all you do is dab it in and it sets in very easily. It's cheapest in Superdrug, shade one is £15 and shades two and three and £16.99.
3)Clinique Moisturiser Gel
Best..moisturiser..ever. Moisturisers dry areas, keeps oily areas in good nick too. £27 quid but I'd wait til they do offers, I got mine for £27 but with a free toner and liquid soap.
4)Urban Decay Eyeshadow Primer.
I didn't want to pay 9 quid for this so I saved up my Boots points and it is the best thing ever. It's like a glue for eye shadows, you put the tiniest amount on, wait for it to dry and then put your eyeshadow on over the top. Your eyeshadow won't budge until YOU want to take it off. I will definitely be buying more of this in the future. The only word of caution is that if you have darker skin, don't put too much on as it will alter the colour of your eyeshadow, it does claim to make your eyeshadow brighter so exercise some caution there. Apart from that, buy it!
PS..
A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones that need the advice.
That is all.
2008/06/30
Bits..
Well my mum has gone to India.
I miss her more than I thought I would which is odd as I normally don't miss her this much.
I spoke to someone a bit earlier and that lifted my right out of my depressive state.
I am truly counting down the days until she returns. I'm such a dingus that I cried at the airport, no matter how many times I promise myself that I won't cry, I always always do.
This is all.
I miss her more than I thought I would which is odd as I normally don't miss her this much.
I spoke to someone a bit earlier and that lifted my right out of my depressive state.
I am truly counting down the days until she returns. I'm such a dingus that I cried at the airport, no matter how many times I promise myself that I won't cry, I always always do.
This is all.
2008/05/31
A lot of stuff
Firstly I'd like to say something about the tribe found in Brazil. How fucking amazing is that? In this day and age there are still people who live totally alone with no interference from the outside world? That is bloody amazing, they have their own lifestyle which is governed by what they deem appropriate, they have only seen as far as their eyes take them, they know nothing of the world apart from what they see..that's bloody amazing to me. There are pictures of the tribe here..
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/7426869.stm
It's amazing that people can live like this (you can tel how excited I am by all this), the fact that they daub themselves with these dyes makes it all the more exciting, how do they learn the facts of life? Everything I have learnt (nearly) has been taught to me through books and teachers at school..how do they learn to survive all on their own?
The next thing is the power of the human mind and how it works in strange ways. Many years ago now, Simon's dad had a really bad car accident and was in a coma as a result. Simon was adamant to not go and visit him so I didn't force it, I think it's something to do with seeing someone so big to you being so weak..parents aren't meant to be weak and no matter how old you get, you never stop believing that. Anyway, they had played him all the music they could, his mum had read him his favourite book and spoken to him about times before Simon came along and nothing had worked. The docs told his mum that his dad would not survive and still Simon wouldn't go..I didn't force him to go and I remember something being on the radio about a guy who never got to say goodbye to his dad before he died. Somehow that was the catalyst which kicked him into gear..we were driving to the hospital and a song came on, one that makes me cry everytime I hear it because I remember how much pain he felt in his heart on that day and the fact that I could do nothing to help him..only a few know the name of that song but to this day it rings true, I've been into his darkest hour and I have never and will never desert him :)
Anyway, he got the hospital and I waited outside for him..he went in and just sat with his dad, saying nothing..about 20 minutes later he started to cry (man cries..not big girly cries) and he cried for a good half an hour and was still crying when his dad's finger started to move and his eyes flickered..now tell me that isn't a fucking miracle? He saved his own dad's life..and that gets me even to today, that the ONE thing that could bring his dad around was the pain of his only child..and I beat him up very often to remind him that had he not moved his arse to the hospital that day, his dad would never have seen his only child get married.
My hair feels a bit funny at the back, like really greasy even though I only washed it on Weds, it feels really flat?
I bought a new TV a few weeks ago and it has not been put up on my wall, I must do it tomorrow else I will shoot someone..kidding!
Last thing, my mum is going to India soon and I have given her the designs of about 20 outfits that I want her to get me, heh..my aunts and grandmother will be so jealous, my grandmother is so dumb that she brings bright colours for herself (turquoises, reds, pinks and yellows) and my cousins (the daughters of her daughter) and gets me crappy colours like beige and grandma-peach..stupid cow, I'm not wearing them..they will BURN with jealousy when they see the hot shit my mum brings me back..and she can't say no because I'M THE ONLY DAUGHTER and I DON'T HAVE TO SHARE EITHER!!!!
Hehehehe, I'm such a spoilt brat!
This I think is all.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/in_pictures/7426869.stm
It's amazing that people can live like this (you can tel how excited I am by all this), the fact that they daub themselves with these dyes makes it all the more exciting, how do they learn the facts of life? Everything I have learnt (nearly) has been taught to me through books and teachers at school..how do they learn to survive all on their own?
The next thing is the power of the human mind and how it works in strange ways. Many years ago now, Simon's dad had a really bad car accident and was in a coma as a result. Simon was adamant to not go and visit him so I didn't force it, I think it's something to do with seeing someone so big to you being so weak..parents aren't meant to be weak and no matter how old you get, you never stop believing that. Anyway, they had played him all the music they could, his mum had read him his favourite book and spoken to him about times before Simon came along and nothing had worked. The docs told his mum that his dad would not survive and still Simon wouldn't go..I didn't force him to go and I remember something being on the radio about a guy who never got to say goodbye to his dad before he died. Somehow that was the catalyst which kicked him into gear..we were driving to the hospital and a song came on, one that makes me cry everytime I hear it because I remember how much pain he felt in his heart on that day and the fact that I could do nothing to help him..only a few know the name of that song but to this day it rings true, I've been into his darkest hour and I have never and will never desert him :)
Anyway, he got the hospital and I waited outside for him..he went in and just sat with his dad, saying nothing..about 20 minutes later he started to cry (man cries..not big girly cries) and he cried for a good half an hour and was still crying when his dad's finger started to move and his eyes flickered..now tell me that isn't a fucking miracle? He saved his own dad's life..and that gets me even to today, that the ONE thing that could bring his dad around was the pain of his only child..and I beat him up very often to remind him that had he not moved his arse to the hospital that day, his dad would never have seen his only child get married.
My hair feels a bit funny at the back, like really greasy even though I only washed it on Weds, it feels really flat?
I bought a new TV a few weeks ago and it has not been put up on my wall, I must do it tomorrow else I will shoot someone..kidding!
Last thing, my mum is going to India soon and I have given her the designs of about 20 outfits that I want her to get me, heh..my aunts and grandmother will be so jealous, my grandmother is so dumb that she brings bright colours for herself (turquoises, reds, pinks and yellows) and my cousins (the daughters of her daughter) and gets me crappy colours like beige and grandma-peach..stupid cow, I'm not wearing them..they will BURN with jealousy when they see the hot shit my mum brings me back..and she can't say no because I'M THE ONLY DAUGHTER and I DON'T HAVE TO SHARE EITHER!!!!
Hehehehe, I'm such a spoilt brat!
This I think is all.
2008/05/24
General Stuff
So my secondment at tfl has come to an end but I'm being relocated to another sector within it.
Finally bought some Clinique makeup today, well skincare..my skin was getting really dry and I was so embarrassed when the lady said it's because I hadn't exfoliated in a while (for shame!) but I bought the moisturiser which came with two free thingies and I wasn't a sap who just saw it and got it, I actually used it and took it.
The lady who served us asked if my "friend" wanted anything for his girlfriend..heh. Well my skin does feel much nicer now so hopefully it works, also, as mi madre is going to India I will ask her to get me some full sized bits as it is cheaper.
Now onto my problem with my YSL stick thingy (the Touche Eclat), I got given a shade 1 and I need a shade 2 or 3, nobody does it so I've been round the houses, tomorrow I will have to go to Selfridges and get it from there (I hope they have it, if they don't then it's another airport shift for my mum).
This fucker on the way home nearly whacked my brand spanking new car so I had a few choice words with him whilst Mon drove like a demon to catch up with him, excuse me but how are you going to nearly hit me and then have the fucking nerve to swear at ME?! Oh ho, matey boy chose the wrong person to mess with, I told him to get out of his car if he was such a hard nut and he apologised..fucking wanker, if you can't drive then get your sorry arse off the road..wanker.
I think that's it, I might start adding photos to my blogs because it's just writing so do find a few attached below, they're not of much, just things I see and pics me and Mon snap around le house..
This one makes me laugh because it wasn't strategically placed or anything (despite looking like it has been, but then if I was going to pose it up wouldn't I have cleared all the other stuff out of the way? It's the two great loves of our lives, mine is the album, his are the nuts (as well it should be I suppose).
This one and the one below were taken at my parents' house, I asked Mon to hold the camera so he decided to take covert pictures of my non existent bum.
Finally bought some Clinique makeup today, well skincare..my skin was getting really dry and I was so embarrassed when the lady said it's because I hadn't exfoliated in a while (for shame!) but I bought the moisturiser which came with two free thingies and I wasn't a sap who just saw it and got it, I actually used it and took it.
The lady who served us asked if my "friend" wanted anything for his girlfriend..heh. Well my skin does feel much nicer now so hopefully it works, also, as mi madre is going to India I will ask her to get me some full sized bits as it is cheaper.
Now onto my problem with my YSL stick thingy (the Touche Eclat), I got given a shade 1 and I need a shade 2 or 3, nobody does it so I've been round the houses, tomorrow I will have to go to Selfridges and get it from there (I hope they have it, if they don't then it's another airport shift for my mum).
This fucker on the way home nearly whacked my brand spanking new car so I had a few choice words with him whilst Mon drove like a demon to catch up with him, excuse me but how are you going to nearly hit me and then have the fucking nerve to swear at ME?! Oh ho, matey boy chose the wrong person to mess with, I told him to get out of his car if he was such a hard nut and he apologised..fucking wanker, if you can't drive then get your sorry arse off the road..wanker.
I think that's it, I might start adding photos to my blogs because it's just writing so do find a few attached below, they're not of much, just things I see and pics me and Mon snap around le house..
This one makes me laugh because it wasn't strategically placed or anything (despite looking like it has been, but then if I was going to pose it up wouldn't I have cleared all the other stuff out of the way? It's the two great loves of our lives, mine is the album, his are the nuts (as well it should be I suppose).
This one and the one below were taken at my parents' house, I asked Mon to hold the camera so he decided to take covert pictures of my non existent bum.
Camera wrestling lead to this one, I'm not consciously showing my leg off, it was warm and we tried to test the shutter speed but that descended into chaos and somehow this one was taken..vey good on the old anti-shock.
I clocked on what he was doing re. the butt shots when he took this because he forgot there was a window in front of me through which I could see his reflection so as boys are adept at spinning lies, he told me he was trying to picture my hair..yeah righ!
2008/05/03
Mr Simon Ross
This is the name of my husband and the owner of the sexiest body I have ever seen.
He is the sexiest fucker alive (well..bar John but I shall make do, hehehe).
I shouldn't really go on about how great he is as if he were a bastard I wouldn't have married him but he truly is a leg-end.
I love him more than anyone can even begin to comprehend, I would die for him if it came to that (though I hope he'd step in and convince me not to..hopefully he would be naked whilst convincing me because that would help a great deal).
We went to get a new car this morning and I nearly got run over..this is when I realised he was willing to injure himself/die for me (now this might be something that most women expect from their men but the amount of men who would actually do it is a lot less than those who say they will), he got in the way of the car before me, he came bounding out of the showroom and the car whacked him on the knee..the thing that made me get all funny was the fact that if I had been hit by the car, it wouldn't have been a life threatening injury but he still felt it his port of call to protect me. Then the dickhead driving the car got out and I gave him what for..that's what you call teamwork..trying to injure my husband, DOES HE MIND?!
Ahhh..MON I *SOMETHING* YOU..love is a crap word to describe how I feel about you and the feelings you rouse inside me just by being..not being you, or being there, just by your very being. I struggle not to cry when you leave me and go somewhere for work (even if it is in the same country) and you may call me sad but you know you'd get a slap :)
Also, I am aware that other people read this blog too but this one post is for you Simon and you alone. I think it might form one of the parts of that letter I told you I'm still composing (59 pages!)
I know a lot of people think it won't last and it's just a teenage fad (even though we aren't teenagers anymore and we never dated as teenagers), as I tell you..let them think what they wish..they don't know us and they dynamics we have between us, they are jealous because they are insecure about something in their own lives, I know this shit never ever gets to you because you know how tight we are even when I'm pissing you off and you're shouting your head off at me..it's in those moments I know you *something* me because only those closest to me shout at me that way..because they care. How long has it been now? 2000 I believe it was, it will be 2009 in seven months time and has anything shaken it? Yeah, a lot of shit has but we man up and come through it every single time.
You fucking crack me up man..you know I only swear about a few select people on this Earth and you're lucky you're one of them. I'm not going to say anything of that crap about me being lucky to have you because I'm not, it was hard fucking work! Those on the outside might think I'm a bitch and you're too good for me but then why are you still here? Why do those who have no clue think they know the most? I'm a bit hungry actually..must eat something! (Well, duh). I do as much for you as you do for me as I know this because you've told me as such so they can cram it with walnuts..uglies.
Apart from the making me laugh and making my existence on this Earth quite a pleasurable one you are ALWAYS there to offer me information or sarcasm (often at the wrong time but I wouldn't change ye). You understand EVERY SINGLE WORD that comes out of my mouth, even when I mumble whilst eating or when doors are closed, this is a feat in itself as I have a penchant for making up words but you are somehow always one step ahead of me which is how I think it should be.
My personal sounding off board is what you are and I'm fucking thankful that you listen to every stupidness that passes my lips and that you wait patiently for the genius that comes out once in a blue moon..I love the fact that I can say as many stupid things to you as I want and you will laugh but not in a mean way. You have the patience of a saint when it comes to me, even when I push it..lesser men get pissed off but not thou!
I can see why whilst I'm writing this, reading the FT..funny how a certain mixture of flesh, bone, muscle and hair brings me so much hapiness (ONE P!). You make me far happier than I ever thought I could be and for that I am truly thankful..and you can see that I'm tearing up so I shall have to make an excuse but you already know why I'm covering the screen with my hair..which barely comes past my shoulders..I never claimed to be smart!
I love the way how when I'm cold in bed you warm me up by putting your cold feet on my bare legs (git!) or opening the window..but I love you for all you do.
I am amazed by your brain and how you know so much, being a lawyer by trade you'd expect me to know a lot too but your knowledge far outweighs mine (no matter what you say..I am so jealous of your mind..but now I own it vicariously, hehehehe..confuse him with the lawyer speak!)
I think that's it for now..if I find more I will add it on.
Rest assured that I don't need a million paged book to write about how fucking perfect you are because we all know that girls want quality over quantity *ahem*, so even if I don't fill all the pages out, the truth could still be documented without you losing any of your allure, you tart!
He is the sexiest fucker alive (well..bar John but I shall make do, hehehe).
I shouldn't really go on about how great he is as if he were a bastard I wouldn't have married him but he truly is a leg-end.
I love him more than anyone can even begin to comprehend, I would die for him if it came to that (though I hope he'd step in and convince me not to..hopefully he would be naked whilst convincing me because that would help a great deal).
We went to get a new car this morning and I nearly got run over..this is when I realised he was willing to injure himself/die for me (now this might be something that most women expect from their men but the amount of men who would actually do it is a lot less than those who say they will), he got in the way of the car before me, he came bounding out of the showroom and the car whacked him on the knee..the thing that made me get all funny was the fact that if I had been hit by the car, it wouldn't have been a life threatening injury but he still felt it his port of call to protect me. Then the dickhead driving the car got out and I gave him what for..that's what you call teamwork..trying to injure my husband, DOES HE MIND?!
Ahhh..MON I *SOMETHING* YOU..love is a crap word to describe how I feel about you and the feelings you rouse inside me just by being..not being you, or being there, just by your very being. I struggle not to cry when you leave me and go somewhere for work (even if it is in the same country) and you may call me sad but you know you'd get a slap :)
Also, I am aware that other people read this blog too but this one post is for you Simon and you alone. I think it might form one of the parts of that letter I told you I'm still composing (59 pages!)
I know a lot of people think it won't last and it's just a teenage fad (even though we aren't teenagers anymore and we never dated as teenagers), as I tell you..let them think what they wish..they don't know us and they dynamics we have between us, they are jealous because they are insecure about something in their own lives, I know this shit never ever gets to you because you know how tight we are even when I'm pissing you off and you're shouting your head off at me..it's in those moments I know you *something* me because only those closest to me shout at me that way..because they care. How long has it been now? 2000 I believe it was, it will be 2009 in seven months time and has anything shaken it? Yeah, a lot of shit has but we man up and come through it every single time.
You fucking crack me up man..you know I only swear about a few select people on this Earth and you're lucky you're one of them. I'm not going to say anything of that crap about me being lucky to have you because I'm not, it was hard fucking work! Those on the outside might think I'm a bitch and you're too good for me but then why are you still here? Why do those who have no clue think they know the most? I'm a bit hungry actually..must eat something! (Well, duh). I do as much for you as you do for me as I know this because you've told me as such so they can cram it with walnuts..uglies.
Apart from the making me laugh and making my existence on this Earth quite a pleasurable one you are ALWAYS there to offer me information or sarcasm (often at the wrong time but I wouldn't change ye). You understand EVERY SINGLE WORD that comes out of my mouth, even when I mumble whilst eating or when doors are closed, this is a feat in itself as I have a penchant for making up words but you are somehow always one step ahead of me which is how I think it should be.
My personal sounding off board is what you are and I'm fucking thankful that you listen to every stupidness that passes my lips and that you wait patiently for the genius that comes out once in a blue moon..I love the fact that I can say as many stupid things to you as I want and you will laugh but not in a mean way. You have the patience of a saint when it comes to me, even when I push it..lesser men get pissed off but not thou!
I can see why whilst I'm writing this, reading the FT..funny how a certain mixture of flesh, bone, muscle and hair brings me so much hapiness (ONE P!). You make me far happier than I ever thought I could be and for that I am truly thankful..and you can see that I'm tearing up so I shall have to make an excuse but you already know why I'm covering the screen with my hair..which barely comes past my shoulders..I never claimed to be smart!
I love the way how when I'm cold in bed you warm me up by putting your cold feet on my bare legs (git!) or opening the window..but I love you for all you do.
I am amazed by your brain and how you know so much, being a lawyer by trade you'd expect me to know a lot too but your knowledge far outweighs mine (no matter what you say..I am so jealous of your mind..but now I own it vicariously, hehehehe..confuse him with the lawyer speak!)
I think that's it for now..if I find more I will add it on.
Rest assured that I don't need a million paged book to write about how fucking perfect you are because we all know that girls want quality over quantity *ahem*, so even if I don't fill all the pages out, the truth could still be documented without you losing any of your allure, you tart!
2008/04/17
Scientists and the intimacy of human bodies
I have always wanted to know more about science, to be able to discuss it at length with people who understand it. My man Simon (hehehe) is a science and maths whizz and he can have these discussion and I will not lie, I am jealous. I wish I had the brain to comprehend science (and he in turn wishes he had the brain to comprehend the law but to me the law is easy, if I can get it, anyone can..I KNOW the same is not true of science).
This is why I was getting a stiffy when I saw the ad on the tv for The Independent and their fortnight long science made easy booklets, I have missed out on the first two but ordered them from the website (part of the money goes to charity, I'm not saying that so people think I'm a good person, I'm saying it because it is like killing two birds with one stone..two get educated for the price of one).
Anyway, I got yesterday's and I tested Simon on it and to his credit he knew everything in it, I even had a discussion about Charles Darwin with my mum on the phone last night whilst I was loading the washing machine and she was ironing. I love how by doing one small thing you can connect with people so close to you, we would never have had that conversation had I not gotten into those tiny books.
I decided last night that I would take the book with me on the tube to work this morning but I got late and couldn't find it so I had to read my vampire book.
The rest are coming and I am very excited as I am finally understanding things better. Simon has been taking the piss out of me for it, he is home with a cold today and he asked me to pick up The Metro for him because he wants to "expand his mind"..the exact answer he gave me when I told him why I was defecting from The Times to The Independent for a few weeks..damn him.
Also, talking of Darwin, this is the discussion I had with my mum, how did he decide one day that we came from monkeys? Why was it monkeys and not another animal? This is why I would love to be a scientist because you can think of all wacky things that just might be true..everyone back then shunned him and some people even do it now, he must have been a renegade to think that we came from animals and not God..amazing.
Next topic: The intimacy of a human body. This is nothing pervy (which will come as a surprise to all that know me). I love the feeling of being able to come home after a stressful day at work and cuddling up to Simon, knowing that his is the same body that fits mine so well, where my head finds its way to where it belongs. No matter what has happened to me that day, the second I fall into that space, everything is at one and the world is great again. Knowing that I can draw a picture of his body with my eyes closed and get EVERYTHING in the right place is a great feeling and I am grateful for him and the piece of mind his existence gives me.
I think this is all.
This is why I was getting a stiffy when I saw the ad on the tv for The Independent and their fortnight long science made easy booklets, I have missed out on the first two but ordered them from the website (part of the money goes to charity, I'm not saying that so people think I'm a good person, I'm saying it because it is like killing two birds with one stone..two get educated for the price of one).
Anyway, I got yesterday's and I tested Simon on it and to his credit he knew everything in it, I even had a discussion about Charles Darwin with my mum on the phone last night whilst I was loading the washing machine and she was ironing. I love how by doing one small thing you can connect with people so close to you, we would never have had that conversation had I not gotten into those tiny books.
I decided last night that I would take the book with me on the tube to work this morning but I got late and couldn't find it so I had to read my vampire book.
The rest are coming and I am very excited as I am finally understanding things better. Simon has been taking the piss out of me for it, he is home with a cold today and he asked me to pick up The Metro for him because he wants to "expand his mind"..the exact answer he gave me when I told him why I was defecting from The Times to The Independent for a few weeks..damn him.
Also, talking of Darwin, this is the discussion I had with my mum, how did he decide one day that we came from monkeys? Why was it monkeys and not another animal? This is why I would love to be a scientist because you can think of all wacky things that just might be true..everyone back then shunned him and some people even do it now, he must have been a renegade to think that we came from animals and not God..amazing.
Next topic: The intimacy of a human body. This is nothing pervy (which will come as a surprise to all that know me). I love the feeling of being able to come home after a stressful day at work and cuddling up to Simon, knowing that his is the same body that fits mine so well, where my head finds its way to where it belongs. No matter what has happened to me that day, the second I fall into that space, everything is at one and the world is great again. Knowing that I can draw a picture of his body with my eyes closed and get EVERYTHING in the right place is a great feeling and I am grateful for him and the piece of mind his existence gives me.
I think this is all.
2008/03/29
Dating Sites and Care Workers
Me and Simon were discussing this on the way home and at home the other day.
What would you put down if you had to advertise yourself on a dating site?
Simon said his basic measurements (he does fancy himself a bit, that one..but then who wouldn't? He is cut from his very own cloth).
I said I'd put down my bra measurement and he said if you were putting that down you could just lie (like he wouldn't lie about his measurements?! Well, not that he would have to but then neither would I as I am unfortunately gifted in the bust region).
Anywho, I told him that most of them annoy me because people never tell the truth, I would!
I'd say something like:
"Girl (still feels strange to call myself woman) looking for a stud with blue eyes. I am a funny person because I do stupid shit that pains me but might make you laugh and if it doesn't then you're not the man for me. I'm witty at the best of times but when we argue I can get sarcastic and that will piss you off and you may want to slap me about, but be warned if you do because I shant sit back and take it, you will feel pain in the bollock area. I like getting my own way (but then anyone who says they don't are lying) and I am a master at negotiating and arguing as it is what I do for a living. I'm messy but in a controlled way, I know where all my shit is. I'd add something "quirky" about myself such as I don't like peas and if I go to bed wearing socks they will be off my feet by the morn. I like material things but I know there is more the life than a bottle of Chanel No5. I can be a bitch at times but if I like you enough you won't ever see too bad a side of me because that side barely comes out. This might sound like quite a pessimistic ad but at least I'm not shitting you :) I think I'd add something about my two all time favourite bands being The Verve (because their albums remind me of when I was a kid and summers gone by) and the Red Hot Chili Peppers (just in case John Frusciante is reading the ad..one can always dream) and I think that would be it.
Part 2:
I have so much respect for social care workers, how they can do such a selfless task is beyond me. Now I know people are going to point out that they get paid but compared to what they do for that money they should get a hell of a lot more, they should be treated as kings and queens. I could never ever do that because I am not that selfless. They should be the people who are lauded as heroes in this country, not people like David Beckham and Johnny Wilkinson, they have nothing "great", all they have done is come from nothing and become millionaires...there are tonnes of people like that and they aren't special, they haven't given society anything as important as what these care workers are doing. Gordon Brown and Darling boy should take note of all the good they do and pay them more, add THEM to the definition of key workers because that is what they do.
What would you put down if you had to advertise yourself on a dating site?
Simon said his basic measurements (he does fancy himself a bit, that one..but then who wouldn't? He is cut from his very own cloth).
I said I'd put down my bra measurement and he said if you were putting that down you could just lie (like he wouldn't lie about his measurements?! Well, not that he would have to but then neither would I as I am unfortunately gifted in the bust region).
Anywho, I told him that most of them annoy me because people never tell the truth, I would!
I'd say something like:
"Girl (still feels strange to call myself woman) looking for a stud with blue eyes. I am a funny person because I do stupid shit that pains me but might make you laugh and if it doesn't then you're not the man for me. I'm witty at the best of times but when we argue I can get sarcastic and that will piss you off and you may want to slap me about, but be warned if you do because I shant sit back and take it, you will feel pain in the bollock area. I like getting my own way (but then anyone who says they don't are lying) and I am a master at negotiating and arguing as it is what I do for a living. I'm messy but in a controlled way, I know where all my shit is. I'd add something "quirky" about myself such as I don't like peas and if I go to bed wearing socks they will be off my feet by the morn. I like material things but I know there is more the life than a bottle of Chanel No5. I can be a bitch at times but if I like you enough you won't ever see too bad a side of me because that side barely comes out. This might sound like quite a pessimistic ad but at least I'm not shitting you :) I think I'd add something about my two all time favourite bands being The Verve (because their albums remind me of when I was a kid and summers gone by) and the Red Hot Chili Peppers (just in case John Frusciante is reading the ad..one can always dream) and I think that would be it.
Part 2:
I have so much respect for social care workers, how they can do such a selfless task is beyond me. Now I know people are going to point out that they get paid but compared to what they do for that money they should get a hell of a lot more, they should be treated as kings and queens. I could never ever do that because I am not that selfless. They should be the people who are lauded as heroes in this country, not people like David Beckham and Johnny Wilkinson, they have nothing "great", all they have done is come from nothing and become millionaires...there are tonnes of people like that and they aren't special, they haven't given society anything as important as what these care workers are doing. Gordon Brown and Darling boy should take note of all the good they do and pay them more, add THEM to the definition of key workers because that is what they do.
2008/02/28
Sick Bitches
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/staffordshire/7268314.stm
This sickens me, how can a woman do this to a man? In fact how can one human who loves another do this to them? Unless she stopped loving him, that would go someway to explain it.
She sat there and poisoned him and showed no remorse, that is truly heartless and I hope she rots in jail, I hope the pain that she inflicted on him is inflicted on her threefold when she is in prison.
He was her husband and she did that to him just for some insurance money, stupid cow shouldn't have run up bills she couldn't pay in the first place.
The dude can never work again, he is blind or something and depends on somebody else for everything.
I can't believe how easily she managed to practically end his life.
This sickens me, how can a woman do this to a man? In fact how can one human who loves another do this to them? Unless she stopped loving him, that would go someway to explain it.
She sat there and poisoned him and showed no remorse, that is truly heartless and I hope she rots in jail, I hope the pain that she inflicted on him is inflicted on her threefold when she is in prison.
He was her husband and she did that to him just for some insurance money, stupid cow shouldn't have run up bills she couldn't pay in the first place.
The dude can never work again, he is blind or something and depends on somebody else for everything.
I can't believe how easily she managed to practically end his life.
2008/02/16
Ragged Trousered Valentines
So as you readers of this blog will know I have been reading the Ragged Trousered Philanthropists for an age, I took it out of the library back in 2006 in about September. I finished it a few weeks ago and it is to date the second book that I would buy (the first is To Kill A Mockingbird) but I think that RTP has overtaken even that.
It's a funny old book because if you asked me or anyone who has read it what it was about you wouldn't get one answer that made sense, not a lot of books can do that, it encompasses everything and does so in a great way, it made me cry and and it made me laugh like a school girl (which I once was). It also shocked me to see how the world operated back then and how bastardly it was that the poor worked harder and harder and had less and less to show for it whereas the rich (their bosses) did less and less and got more and more. I'm going to buy it from Amazon and for once I shan't by the cheapest version.
I think that will be the one book that I will force my children to read, that will be the only thing they will be be forced to do and if I don't make any kids read it before I die I won't be happy.
I'm listening to Old Yellow Bricks by the Arctics at the moment and I can't concentrate on what I'm typing. I've got a sort of runny nose and I feel a bit like those bears you get with the goggly eyes. Also, I've read the RTP and now I seem to dislike any book that I read, this happened to me after reading The Time Travellers Wife but then I found this book, I don't think I will ever find a book as good my RTP so that has upset me a bit.
Also, Valentines has passed and I got no roses simply because I don't see the point in getting flowers on one day of the year, I saw tonnes of idiots rushing home on Thursday with their overpriced flowers, I would hate for my man to be that stupid. I'm not anti romance, just anti-paying more for shit than you have to. I did my overtime and we went to Fridays, it was nice because I managed to up my wine tolerance to five glasses (coming on a whole two after graduation) which is great and the food was nice. We took a stroll which was also nice, eyed up the London night sky and then we went home.
I woke up OK for work on Friday and I could see the same men as I saw on Thursday looking very miserable. I don't understand how giving a woman something super nice on one day is meant to convince her that you love her more than you normally do, you could give me the world on Valentines Day and then leave me the day after or you could give me nothing apart from the security of you being there in the morning (and if you can give me both then the more the better..kidding!)
I saw a very expensive handbag that I wanted and I got it bought for me, result!
I think that is all to report for now apart from the fact that the work at work is slowly killing me and I think I might turn to drink. Tis a hard life as a lawyerbird I tells thee.
The other day I saw a Muslim girl outside the station in full Muslim gear having a cheeky smoke, she had her back turned to the street and was trying to conceal it, what I don't get is, if you're that ashamed of doing it, give it up and don't give me the rubbish of it being hard because nothing is hard if you want it bad enough.
I wonder if she lives with her parents and if she can look them in they eye when they go to pray seeing as smoking is one of the haraam'est things you can do.
Woohoo! Just done a spell check and I have made NO mitakes..er..misstakes..er..mistakes!
It's a funny old book because if you asked me or anyone who has read it what it was about you wouldn't get one answer that made sense, not a lot of books can do that, it encompasses everything and does so in a great way, it made me cry and and it made me laugh like a school girl (which I once was). It also shocked me to see how the world operated back then and how bastardly it was that the poor worked harder and harder and had less and less to show for it whereas the rich (their bosses) did less and less and got more and more. I'm going to buy it from Amazon and for once I shan't by the cheapest version.
I think that will be the one book that I will force my children to read, that will be the only thing they will be be forced to do and if I don't make any kids read it before I die I won't be happy.
I'm listening to Old Yellow Bricks by the Arctics at the moment and I can't concentrate on what I'm typing. I've got a sort of runny nose and I feel a bit like those bears you get with the goggly eyes. Also, I've read the RTP and now I seem to dislike any book that I read, this happened to me after reading The Time Travellers Wife but then I found this book, I don't think I will ever find a book as good my RTP so that has upset me a bit.
Also, Valentines has passed and I got no roses simply because I don't see the point in getting flowers on one day of the year, I saw tonnes of idiots rushing home on Thursday with their overpriced flowers, I would hate for my man to be that stupid. I'm not anti romance, just anti-paying more for shit than you have to. I did my overtime and we went to Fridays, it was nice because I managed to up my wine tolerance to five glasses (coming on a whole two after graduation) which is great and the food was nice. We took a stroll which was also nice, eyed up the London night sky and then we went home.
I woke up OK for work on Friday and I could see the same men as I saw on Thursday looking very miserable. I don't understand how giving a woman something super nice on one day is meant to convince her that you love her more than you normally do, you could give me the world on Valentines Day and then leave me the day after or you could give me nothing apart from the security of you being there in the morning (and if you can give me both then the more the better..kidding!)
I saw a very expensive handbag that I wanted and I got it bought for me, result!
I think that is all to report for now apart from the fact that the work at work is slowly killing me and I think I might turn to drink. Tis a hard life as a lawyerbird I tells thee.
The other day I saw a Muslim girl outside the station in full Muslim gear having a cheeky smoke, she had her back turned to the street and was trying to conceal it, what I don't get is, if you're that ashamed of doing it, give it up and don't give me the rubbish of it being hard because nothing is hard if you want it bad enough.
I wonder if she lives with her parents and if she can look them in they eye when they go to pray seeing as smoking is one of the haraam'est things you can do.
Woohoo! Just done a spell check and I have made NO mitakes..er..misstakes..er..mistakes!
2008/01/17
Strange Eating Habits
I saw this programme on TV the other day, I think it was last Friday.
It was on Channel 4 and it came after the news so it was one of those new producery things.
It was about people who ate only raw food, nothing was cooked at all.
One woman even drank her own piss, it was disgusting, the body must get rid of it for a reason, why are you taking it back in again? Water doesn't cost a lot! Then she had a filtration system which filtered her water (obviously) but it was a mammoth of a thing, I've got a water filter and it's a small jug dealy. She was complaining about London tap water having far too much coke in it, well I'd say that's a good thing, forget paying for it, just take some water.
There were a few people on this programme but I only remember three/four.
One was the woman mentioned above, another was a couple, one was a single mum with three kids.
The funny thing was how patronising the man was, he was acting as if he had been mother nature's son since he was born but he only started eating raw stuff a year or so ago. Him and his wife invited people over to show them how to start eating good food and the people were having none of it. The funny thing is, the dude said we eat no warm food but he was warming up a lasagne on some heater thing, isn't that a bit hypocritical? He was going on about saying how warming food up kills the goodness in it and a dinner guest he had raised the point that people had eaten stodge and lived up to 80 or above and he got a bit annoyed. I don't like that, if you want to live your life that way then fine, but don't look down on those of us who aren't weirdos (hah!).
The woman with the coke water had some device attached to her body that took all the bad vibes out of her, how stupid, you can't get something like that, she had been truly brainwashed. Also, she was so keen on being very very very healthy but she went bike riding in London without something covering her mouth, does she know how many pollutants there are in the London air? Maybe she is too busy attending her "Raw food is God" seminars to realise that there are other evils in the world.
The woman who had the two kids was a bit strange too but she was the most sensible out of them all, she didn't let her kids have warm food or too many fruits, fruits were their treat but she DID have a microwave in her house even though she said she had been eating raw foods for 15 years.
It was on Channel 4 and it came after the news so it was one of those new producery things.
It was about people who ate only raw food, nothing was cooked at all.
One woman even drank her own piss, it was disgusting, the body must get rid of it for a reason, why are you taking it back in again? Water doesn't cost a lot! Then she had a filtration system which filtered her water (obviously) but it was a mammoth of a thing, I've got a water filter and it's a small jug dealy. She was complaining about London tap water having far too much coke in it, well I'd say that's a good thing, forget paying for it, just take some water.
There were a few people on this programme but I only remember three/four.
One was the woman mentioned above, another was a couple, one was a single mum with three kids.
The funny thing was how patronising the man was, he was acting as if he had been mother nature's son since he was born but he only started eating raw stuff a year or so ago. Him and his wife invited people over to show them how to start eating good food and the people were having none of it. The funny thing is, the dude said we eat no warm food but he was warming up a lasagne on some heater thing, isn't that a bit hypocritical? He was going on about saying how warming food up kills the goodness in it and a dinner guest he had raised the point that people had eaten stodge and lived up to 80 or above and he got a bit annoyed. I don't like that, if you want to live your life that way then fine, but don't look down on those of us who aren't weirdos (hah!).
The woman with the coke water had some device attached to her body that took all the bad vibes out of her, how stupid, you can't get something like that, she had been truly brainwashed. Also, she was so keen on being very very very healthy but she went bike riding in London without something covering her mouth, does she know how many pollutants there are in the London air? Maybe she is too busy attending her "Raw food is God" seminars to realise that there are other evils in the world.
The woman who had the two kids was a bit strange too but she was the most sensible out of them all, she didn't let her kids have warm food or too many fruits, fruits were their treat but she DID have a microwave in her house even though she said she had been eating raw foods for 15 years.
2008/01/07
The Post Xmas and New Year Slump
I never understood until today why this time of the year is so depressing.
Well I say today, I mean last Friday. I went to stay at my cousin's house for the first week of the new year and only when we were driving back home did we realise how bleak and grey January really was. I think it is one of the worst times to be alone, I was surrounded by people I loved on that journey home and even I felt a twinge of depression.
It's funny and equally sad how quickly people go back into normal mode after Christmas, two weeks ago it was Christmas Eve and there was definitely something festive and cheery in the atmos, now two weeks later everyone is back to normal.
It took me 23 years to realise why this time of year is so depressing, the "excitement" of Christmas (which for adults means stuffing your face and getting pissed as a fart) has well and truly gone and we are left with nothing to look forward to where the whole country can bunk off collectively. Sure you get birthdays and parties but it feels different because you can't share your antics with people. It sounds strange but even people on the tube are nicer around Xmas time and I am sure that pushing and shoving is down by about 40%.
I'm back at work today and I feel so depressed man, even though it is kinda sunny outside (it is still freezing mind) and the husband isn't too far away either. I'm just thinking, if I feel this depressed, how must the children feel? But then when I was a kid I never ever got a January slump, we were back to school showing off our new toys that we got for Xmas.
I feel depressed even though my life is peachy by standards, I have the sexiest husband in the world, I have a decent job, I have no Xmas debt and things are looking up on the promotion front but still I feel a twinge of sadness (it's probably because I know I can't bunk off work early and use Xmas shopping as an excuse).
Is this sense of depression what the shepherds envisioned when they saw the stars in the sky?
Man, roll on summer! Though it seems like it was only here a few months ago, which it was..I sometimes wish that there were more seasons in the year.
Well I say today, I mean last Friday. I went to stay at my cousin's house for the first week of the new year and only when we were driving back home did we realise how bleak and grey January really was. I think it is one of the worst times to be alone, I was surrounded by people I loved on that journey home and even I felt a twinge of depression.
It's funny and equally sad how quickly people go back into normal mode after Christmas, two weeks ago it was Christmas Eve and there was definitely something festive and cheery in the atmos, now two weeks later everyone is back to normal.
It took me 23 years to realise why this time of year is so depressing, the "excitement" of Christmas (which for adults means stuffing your face and getting pissed as a fart) has well and truly gone and we are left with nothing to look forward to where the whole country can bunk off collectively. Sure you get birthdays and parties but it feels different because you can't share your antics with people. It sounds strange but even people on the tube are nicer around Xmas time and I am sure that pushing and shoving is down by about 40%.
I'm back at work today and I feel so depressed man, even though it is kinda sunny outside (it is still freezing mind) and the husband isn't too far away either. I'm just thinking, if I feel this depressed, how must the children feel? But then when I was a kid I never ever got a January slump, we were back to school showing off our new toys that we got for Xmas.
I feel depressed even though my life is peachy by standards, I have the sexiest husband in the world, I have a decent job, I have no Xmas debt and things are looking up on the promotion front but still I feel a twinge of sadness (it's probably because I know I can't bunk off work early and use Xmas shopping as an excuse).
Is this sense of depression what the shepherds envisioned when they saw the stars in the sky?
Man, roll on summer! Though it seems like it was only here a few months ago, which it was..I sometimes wish that there were more seasons in the year.
2008/01/05
The Not So Comprehensive List of My Main Men
These aren't in any order they're just scribbled down the way they come to my head. The main men are those who are fucking gorgeous, those who make me laugh, those who are intelligent and those who are good at what they do.
- Simon
- Freddie Ljungberg
- Genarro Gattuso
- Jon Snow
- Paul Weller
- Ade Edmondson
- Rik Mayall
- Frankie Boyle
- Russell Howard
- Jeremy Paxman
- James May
- John Frusciante
- Stephen Fry
- Hugh Laurie
- Rowan Atkinson
- Bill Bailey
- Mark Lamarr
- Tony Robinson
- John Prescott
- Phil Jupitus
- Jason Manford
- Hugh Laurie
- Alan Carr
Yeah, I think that is it for now.
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