Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Bitching, Bitching, Bird and Moon.

1. Glasses
There are some pros and cons about wearing glasses, I must say.
a) I can see.
b)I can chew on the legs of them whilst looking thoughtful. Eww, no. That's a con. Who wants manky, dribbly, half-chewed glasses? Not me.
c) They make me look wise. (AHAHAHAHAHAHA!)
d) They might protect my eyes marginally if I had acid thrown in my face?

a) I sometimes forget I'm wearing them, and make myself look stupid (and leave thumbmarks all over them) by trying to rub my eyes.
b) I tend to leave them places. Mostly at work.
c) They steam up when I go anywhere warm from anywhere cool. And, if it's raining (which, currently, is ALL THE BLOODY TIME), then they get all blotchy and smeary because it's filthy city water of mank which leaves grey smudges all over them until I polish them so hard that my hand drops off.
d) Most pathetically of all, if I'm not paying attention, I stab myself in the eye with the legs of them. Which makes Matt laugh and laugh.

2. Speaking of the DAMN RAIN, I am totally and utterly sick of this weather. It's been absolutely vile recently and, whilst I don't have S.A.D., I'm fecking DONE with it. Matt and I get the bus at 7.30am in the dark, with the freezing wind whistling round our ears, and the rain hurtling sideways. We eventually get to our respective works at about ten to nine, when it's just getting light (I'll save the damn bus rant for another time). The weather is grey and manky all day, then it gets dark about four. We finish at 5.30, and wait for the bus in the black and cold and wet.
I don't know. I've always been nocturnal - I like the dark. But it's all getting a bit much. I doubt it can make me more cynical, sarcastic, bitter and grumpy than I usually am, though.

3. And speaking of work... I'm now on my third week at the Pseudonym Radio Station. I'm still enjoying it, but I have become aware of some worrying gaps in knowledge around the place. People come up to me and ask me where the headed notepaper is kept, for example. Now, I've made it very clear that there's only one person who I can ask about this sort of thing, and she's mainly out of the office. I was left a small number of printed A4 sheets which told me my duties, but not really how to do them.

I don't say "I've been here for two weeks, and you've been here for two years. Why don't you tell me?", but I'm sorely tempted.

4. The bus home can sometimes be fun. Not the one from work to the centre of town, but the one from the centre of town to our house. There's a stretch of road just before our stop where they've done some slightly inefficient roadworks. There's a particular bus driver who tends to drive the one we catch, and she seems to have so much fun swerving around the hairpin bends and hitting the potholes so that the bus jumps.

Conversation today:
Matt: "Has that [other bus of the same number] been in front of us for a while and I hadn't noticed?"
Me: "Yup. But how did you know it was a [bus number]?"
Matt: "I can see the number tag."
Me: "Ah."
Matt: "I'm sorry. Was that too boring? I could tell from its aura."
Me: "Yes, dear."
Matt: "Its chakras were glowing."
Me: "Stop talking bollocks, dear."

5. Our christmas cactus has finally bloomed.

6. I'm adoring birdandmoon.com. Especially the comics. The Birds are Gross one makes me laugh, and laugh, and laugh. Matt and I have a new catchphrase - "I am so awesome."
If any friend who lives in the U.S. or Canada (the only places she appears to ship to) wants to do me a huge favour, I'm really jonesing for the three-poster pack, and the poster of the Palaeobet. I'll send you the money to pay for them and the postage if you would ship them to me! Let me know. I would love you forever!

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Saturday, January 26, 2008

Games we Play on the Bus: Part 1!

Matt and I are playing the Girls'-Names-In-Songs game.
Rules are these:
1) No typing random names into search engines or whatever to try and find ones - it's no fun that way. Ones you already know, or that you hear or remember, are fine. As are ones which you come across randomly.
2) No kids' songs, show tunes, or folk songs. (I'd imagine there are quite a few in R&B and country, but I don't really know enough about the genres to exclude them.)

Anyone got any suggestions for the list?



Good Golly, Miss Molly

Unlucky in Love (Anne-Marie)

In Lily's Garden

Letter to Geri

Amazing Grace

The Holly and the Ivy (Matt says this doesn't count as they're not used as names. I argue that if Amazing Grace counts, this does too.)

Song for Whoever (Shirley, Deborah, Julie, Jane, Jennifer, Alison, Phillipa, Sue, Annabel, Cathy)


Amphetamine (Amy)


Hey Mona

Looking for Linda



Oh, Carolina

Where the Wild Roses Grow (Elisa)

Sweet Caroline


Hey There Delilah

Peggy Sue / Peggy Sue got Married

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Janie's Got a Gun

Give my Love to Rose

Living on a Prayer / It's my Life (The same Gina)

To Youth (My Sweet Roisin Dubh)

Jenny from the Block

8675309 Jenny

Alice, What's the Matter?

Living Next Door to Alice (Alice, Sally)

I Know, Huh? (Sandra)

The Dirty Glass (Darcy)


Die, Ricki, Die

The Kids Aren't All Right (Jamie)

Girls (Christina, Kim)

Jessie Paint a Picture

Oh, Susannah

Mustang Sally

I May Just Have to Murder James Blunt (Katie)

Wake Up, Little Susie

Picture Postcards from L.A. (Rachel)

Let It Be (Mary)

Copa Cobana (Lola)

Elizabeth on the Bathroom Floor

Daisy Bell (or Daisy, Daisy)

Goodbye Earl (Mary Anne, Wanda)

Romeo and Juliet


Folding Stars (Eleanor)

Eleanor Rigby

Come on, Eileen


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Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Changing Situations

So, I finished working at Pseudonym School at Christmas, and I'm now in my second week at Pseudonym Radio Station.

It's a good job here, and the people are nice. I miss the learning I had at the school but, on the bright side, I'm much more up on the current news than I, well... ever have been.

It's funny to see the behind-the-scenes to those calm newsreader voices...

Next time: Games We Play on the Bus: Part One!


Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Photodump 4 - old and new.

Some older photos.
A dead bluetit outside the graveyard by our old house.

Some arty(ish) photos of sand and objects taken at Cramond beach on the Forth.

And now for some recent and more mundane ones.
How much crap can one shoulder bag contain?
Frosty spider's web.

Not the most imaginative or witty graffiti I've ever seen.

Hastings has sharp claws. Matt isn't happy.

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Saturday, January 12, 2008

Advice Needed and Fun For Those Involved

What do my readers want me to discuss, I wondered...

Well, here's a fun one. I need your advice on something. Since I had that horrible virus thing, my right eyebrow has become really painful. It hurts at the point of the bone where the nose bit meets the top of the eye socket. It's mostly just an ache, but the pain sometimes spreads down my nose and up into my forehead. Does anyone know whether this could be something related to my sinuses?

It's a horrible painful feeling, that's for sure...

Ok, moving on...
Today we did our slightly uncool tradition of going into town, eating at Subway (I had a lovely sandwich of Thai sweet chilli chicken, red onion, chillis, sweet onion sauce, light mayonnaise, and a dash of hot chilli sauce. Messy but good.), then going to hang out at the museum.

Here are a few pictures from the museum.

This is one of the really weird displays from the Ancient Egypt section. It's sort of half sculpture and half painting. The actual thing makes your eyes go wobbly when you look at it for too long.

Stuffed house mice family. Awwwwww.

Now, here they're showing the Golden-Eyed Duck in the midst of a mating display. It just looks wrong to me. Mind you, there are a lot of weird looking birds. Matt spent most of his time in the bird gallery pointing and laughing.

Matt beside a recreation of a Giant Moa.

Graffiti I like near the museum.

Graffiti near the museum that, whilst I can appreciate the skill involved, creeps the hell out of me.

Next time on the blog - photodump!

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Thursday, January 10, 2008


Well, I promised...
Christmas was good. We did our usual habits - church, croissants, presents, board games...
It was nice to spend time with my family.
Immediately following Christmas, I went down with the plague. I felt better enough to go to a Hogmanay party (police were called at one point. Very exciting.)
The next day, the plague was back with a vengeance.
I've pretty much recovered now.

There, wasn't that exciting?

I got a lot of books. I was very happy. And I was even more happy that everyone liked what I'd got for them. I like giving people things.

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