Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Happy fun happy post.

The bubble's all full of voices these days.
It cripples me in ways I find difficult to explain. It makes me want to not leave the house. It makes me paranoid about everything. Does this friend like everyone else more than me? Does that friend? Should I say something? Am I overreacting? Why is that person looking at me?

I've also been cutting myself again. Not in the last week or two, and not seriously - just scratches. It's not good. (I have an elaborate emotional thing with the cutting, but I don't want to get into that at the moment.) The scratches that I said were Hastings, however, were Hastings. I'm not enough of a nutjob to blame self inflictedness on an innocent rat.

So then there's the extra thing. People make jokes about this sort of thing. People find someone cutting themselves funny. Or they assume things about you. I suppose that's fair enough. I can't blame them. It makes me feel worse about it, but then it's my fault for doing it in the first place.

God, did this have a point in the first place?
Oh yeah.
Should I be on medication again?
I'm scared of the doctor, and I'm scared of what happened last time I was on the anti-depressants.
I don't want Matt to think I'm not happy with him, because I am.
Fuckit, I don't know.


Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Science is evil.

Oh yes.
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Oh, and people look at you very oddly if you take photos in the supermarket.


Saturday, November 18, 2006


So far, 26 seems much the same as 25, only I have new memories and new belongings.

My birthday was good. Matt was working on Monday, so on Sunday he took me out to the cinema to see Starter for Ten*, then we went on to a steak dinner at The Standing Order, which is a beautiful pub which used to be a bank. I ate my dinner facing the great big door to the old vault. Oh, and in case anyone has any delusions of grandeur, we had vouchers for two steak dinners and a bottle of wine for £12.99. Stylish, eh? We snuck out the back (well, actually the front, but that's where no-one would see us) with the half bottle that was left over, and made our freezing way home. It was one of the best nights. We laughed a lot.

Matt stayed up way late that night to make me a birthday card. Much spirograph, and his trademark penguin on skis. He says that's the only thing he can draw, which is a lie. He can also draw tractors.

On my birthday, the alarm was set for 8am. I woke up at 7. Then 7.17, 7.21, 7.26 etc...
And the postman knocked at 7.59.

I got excellent presents. Matt knows not to spend too much, but always manages to get multiple gifts. Books, DVDs, a computer game, a hoodie (so cute - purple and black stripes, little horns on the hood, thumbholes, and a skull zip) and a bag (also with skulls on).
I also received the shiny (in the manner of a necklace) from my in-laws, and the wonderful gift of Freeview from Colin and his family.
I'll let you know when I get a gift from any of my family.
Bastards (you know I love you anyway).

Anyway, we went to our favourite Italian restaurant, De Niro's, for dinner. We did, I must admit, clink our glasses together and say "To crime!" Ok, we're not cool, but at least we're uncool together. It was a delicious meal. I can never get through a whole meal there. As you may or may not know, I can't eat much at a time. I only ate about half of my main course, and the waitress came over and was asking in a very worried manner if the food was all right, or was there something wrong with it? I promised her there wasn't, and asked if I could take the rest home. Mmmm. Leftovers. Much nicer than my usual leftovers.

Then, once we were home, there was a quick visit from Colin and Robbie to drop off (and install) their gift, then we snuggled up on the sofa and watched Ice Age 2 and Shrek 2.

So there you have it. A far-too-detailed description of my birthday.

*(Very good, very funny, starring the delightful James McAvoy. The characters of Brian and Alice were portrayed very sympathetically in comparison to the book, but the film was none the worse for it. Incidentally, the actress who played Alice had previously played the character Lenox in one of my favourite Poirot adaptations. Oh, and the girl who played Rebecca made me like the character as much as the one in the book. One final piece of trivia: the characters in the book are called Alice and Rebecca, and so are the respective actresses.)

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I just couldn't resist posting the infamous clip of Derek Acorah channeling the fictional 'Kreed Kafer' (Derek Faker) on 'Most Haunted'. I'd never seen it before, and I've spent the rest of this evening jumping out at Matt, rolling my head around, and going "Kreeeeeeeed!" I love it. It makes me laugh so, so much.


Thursday, November 16, 2006

El Scratcho.

We love Hastings very much. She's my little darling, and so cute and friendly.

However, she appears to have started filing her claws into sharp points, which is causing a little in the way of, well, bleeding for us fragile humans.

This is what she did to Matt's elbow last night.
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We both have all sorts of weals and scratches all over our arms - she doesn't pay attention to balancing, so when she starts to topple off, she just digs her claws in - and, since she likes to go down my jumper, I've today discovered some serious scratches across my cleavage.

So what do we do? I feel highly uncomfortable clipping her claws, especially since she's so hyper and wriggly. I don't want to accidentally take off one of her toes or anything. I suggested lining her exercise ball with emery paper, but Matt just looked at me oddly.

Any useful suggestions would be highly appreciated.

Next time on the blog: talk about my birthday!

Monday, November 06, 2006

Montage / Kids' Story Book.

Hastings gets a little close to the camera.
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Hastings, with a piece of baguette, sits on Hieronymus' shoulder and drops crumbs.
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Hastings and Hieronymus have a tug of war over a piece of chicken.
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Hastings wins.
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Hastings compounds her victory by sitting in the crook of Hieronymus' elbow, forcing Hieronymus to have to stand still so that Hastings doesn't fall off. Sneaky Hastings.
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The End

Sunday, November 05, 2006

I need a new camera.

My current one's all scratched up and doesn't have a flash any more or anything.

Thanks for sharing...
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I like the focus in this one. And the water-filled chip box.
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Beergut 100.
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A fuzzy picture of some disused railway lines.
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I got bored and patterned my hand.
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Et tu?
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A shiny plant.
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Happy Bonfire Night!