Frustration!!!

And just for a change it doesn't stem from my unending singleness.

But from university. Because of my job I can currently only make it into the lab two days a week. So I need to get a lot done while I am here. Unfortunately some power-mad bitch at the Manchester Museum doesn't seem to give a shit that my three grand's worth of tuition fees are rapidly going down the toilet. As she won't give up the time to allow my supervisor to go over and collect the samples of mummy tissue that I (and several of my coursemates) need for our final projects.

I'm running out of time. I haven't had a day off in a long time and I am incredibly tired, run down and hormonal. And all this woman needs to give up is one hour of her time, but apparently being deliberately obstructive is far more fun.

As soon as I get some contact details I will be emailing her, her boss and whoever else is necessary (rest assured I will be civil). Because I am sick of being fucked about and I don't have a great deal of patience at the best of times, but the end of my tether has been and gone.

God, I need a drink.

How Do They Always Manage To Find Me?

It doesn't seem to matter where I am or what I am doing, the weirdos always manage to appear.

Last night for example, I went to the cinema with my Mum. As we were leaving we noticed a woman in an overly tight floral dress with ridiculously bleached hair being followed through the car park by two security guards. We figured she had locked herself out of her car and the security guards had offered to help.

But they stopped next to a car (presumably hers) but she kept on walking right into the bushes and trees which lined the edge of the car park. And just stood there for several minutes. During this time my Mum started the car and we backed out of our parking space only for this woman to come running over and start asking my Mum to 'Let her out'. Which neither of us understood.

Then she opened the backdoor of our car and tried to get in!! Luckily one of the security guys stopped her and led her away. The weird thing was she wasn't staggering and she didn't look or sound drunk. Needless to say, we left pretty quickly!

Pinched from Godzilla's site, as I am lazy

1)Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.

Erm, there are only diagrams of polymers and co-polymers. It's a Biomaterials textbook.

2) Stretch your left arm out as far as you can and see what you touch.

The air at the side of the desk.

3) What is the last thing you watched on TV?

Big Brother

4) Without looking, guess what time it is.

10:15pm

5) Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?

10:25pm. I have a pretty good internal clock

6) With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

My Dad downstairs making his lunch for work (and probably eating my Mum's in the process, she'll go ape if she catches him.)

7) When did you last step outside? What were you doing?

I left work at 8pm, got picked up by parents and came home

8) Before you started this survey, what did you look at?

Godzilla's blog, A Man Of Numbers

9) What are you wearing?

Little Miss Naughty PJs, big red dressing gown with hood and furry moonboot slippers. Dead sexy.

10) Did you dream last night?

I rarely remember my dreams. Unless they are nightmares about zombies or being pregnant

11) When did you last laugh?

Watching Big Brother. Ah, the freaks.

12) What is on the walls of the room you are in?

Paint, a poster of a tropical sunset, shelves covered in CDs and computer discs

13) Seen anything weird lately?

I work at ASDA, my frame of reference is skewed.

14) What do you think of this quiz?

Kills a few minutes

15) What is the last film you saw?

At the cinema - Mission Impossible 3. I liked the beatings Tom Cruise received. It gave me warm fuzzy feelings.

16) If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?

A car. Getting a little sick of public transport, I should just buy shares in Arriva.

17) Tell us something about you that we don't know.

I have a papercut on my little finger of my right hand. I got it today.

18) If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?

Get rid of religion, especially the Scientologists.

19) Do you like to dance?

Yes, all the time

20) George Bush

Who is President of the USA? (Yay, Jeopardy!)

21) Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?

Alice

22) Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?

Harry or Jack

23) Would you ever consider living abroad?

Maybe.

24) What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?

OK. I messed up, but I'll fix it. Plus I'll smite all the Scientologists and Creationists while I'm at it.

How not to be elegant #10

Yes, my clumsiness has finally landed me in double figures. It was inevitable, lets face it.

It turns out that when climbing out of the backseat of a 3-door car, it is not generally a good idea to straighten up too early. As you can bang your shoulder really hard. So hard in fact that a bit of a lump appears and you can't even bear to have your handbag strap there.

Not to be a wuss or anything......but it REALLY HURTS!!!!!! :(

I am so poised.

My next day off is.....

June 10th!!!!!!

Ain't life grand.

Cybermen!!

Ever since watching the original Doctor Who as a kid, the cybermen have scared the living shit out of me. I actually did hide behind the sofa. Maybe it is because they are pretty much zombies (and we are all painfully aware of how I feel about zombies). Except cybermen are metal and therefore even more impossible to defeat.

So I'm quite proud of the fact I managed to stay seated on the sofa for the duration of Saturday's episode. Yes I'm 23. You want to make something of it?

Father-Daughter Bonding - Kaleidoscope Eyes Style

My Dad doesn't have a son, so as the eldest of his two girls I get to be the honourary boy (and you wonder why I have no boyfriend!!!!). I have no idea what other girls and their dads do but I was taught how to bowl a cricket bowl correctly (I still can't get any spin though), how to rewire a plug and how to build a PC.

My Dad and I go to computer fairs and I've been helping in his recent obsession with researching the family history. Mostly by sitting next to him at the computer and unhelpfully telling him he spelt things wrong and that he's getting gray hairs. I was asked to leave after this.

So it's perfectly normal that Dad and I spent this morning installing my shiny new graphics card. And I wouldn't change our relationship a bit (even though my Mum despairs at some of my unladylike habits and always will).

Official!

I will once again be donning the lime green polyester and sacrificing my dignity on the altar of retail.

I got the job at ASDA.

Although this time I won't be on the checkout. Small mercies and all that. So at least I can hide from some of the weirdos.

Time to write that resignation letter.

Smooooooooooooooke on the water...

....A fire in the sky.

Well, actually just rainclouds in the sky. Lots of them!

And it is totally my fault.

As you see, I spent all afternoon playing Singstar Rocks! (the exclamation is necessary to denote how much the producers of Singstar think it rocks) and anyone who has heard my IRL voice knows I shouldn't sing.

Ever.

So sorry about the torrential downpour folks. I do believe I see a man in a big wooden boat thing floating down our street. Ooops, I think I broke reality.

A Case of the Crazies

Yes, my flirtation with mental illness has progressed to more of a committed relationship (pun intended).

In addition to my insommnia and possibly because of it, my compulsions are beginning to rear their very orderly heads again. I'm all about the symmetry at the moment, and the colour coordination and angles. Right angles to be exact. Luckily, I've not yet reached the stage of dodging cracks in the pavement. This is when I know I have to reign myself in.

I'm also a horder by nature. So I've forced myself to have a clearout and you will not believe the stuff I have squirrled away and forgot I had!!! Clothes, shoes and some really expensive makeup including an Estee Lauder lipgloss I really don't remember buying. All in boxes and bags around the house. Ebay here I come!

In other news. Our house may be haunted. By a ghost which smokes cigarettes. My Mum and I noticed a really strong smell of cigs in the garage. We just figured that we had driven my Daddy to smoking. But this afternoon my room reeks of cigarettes when this morning it was fine. And it's not as if that I've been to the pub or anything.

It's really weird.

But then it could just be a new symptom of my craziness.