That would so never happen!

Yes ladies and gellyspoons, I am witness to the supposed movie revolution that is ‘Cloverfield’. A mild warning – those of you who have seen the film, read on. Those of you who haven’t seen the film yet and want to see it, close the page now and don’t read this until you’ve seen it – I WILL NOT BE BLAMED FOR RUINING IT FOR YOU! And for those of you who haven’t seen it and really aren’t bothered, read on, or not, whatever, I don’t care.
So, am I the only one who felt that there were many factors of unbelieveableness (editors note – is that even a word???) that made destroyed it a bit. For example – the stupid noise that the parasitic spiders made – they were scary up until that point! And what kind of uber super camera did they have? The battery lasted well over 7 hours of continuous filming, and the camera itself survived a helicopter crash from at least 300 foot, a 70 foot drop AND a nuclear explosion! I want one of those cameras! And as for the hype that said that you ‘never see the monster’ – utter tosh!!! The film is ruined from the middle onwards because you see TOO MUCH of the damn monster!!!!
One thing I will give it thought, it does keep you thinking since the story is never resolved – after the nuclear bomb is dropped at the end, killing both Rob and Beth, there is an audio clip stating that the creature is still alive. We never find out what it is or where it comes from….well, guess what? I found out! The official word is that it is a sea monster, millions of years old, and is disturbed from its fathomed resting place by satellite falling onto it. It then reacts much like a spooked elephant – going on a frightened rampage (two weeks AFTER the satellite hit it, I might add). Apparently, on the last clip of film where Rob and Beth are finishing their day at Coney Island, you see the satellite drop from the sky into the sea (its at the far right hand corner of the screen). Its not overly obvious and thus incredibly easy to miss. I only saw it out if the corner of my eye and ignored it until it was pointed out to me. So there you go. We shall await Cloverfield 2 with baited breath…..

Something, something......Dark Side.......

Well, January is finally over! I was beginning to wonder if we’d ever be shot of it! But no, it released its death-grip on us finally and made way for February. And its not just a normal February, no no no, it is a leap year. Yush, this year we have a 29 day month, which means ladies can propose to their men (don’t worry, Naidel, I’m a traditionalist…..and afraid of rejection!). Anyway, im sure you didn’t come here to read me blather on about months…in fact, did you even mean to come here in the first place?
Since the last post there have been many things going on, to the point of me having absolutely no time whatsoever to breathe, let alone to sit down and write a blog. In fact, I am lucky I have found these rare five minutes, so I shall summarise the last month in one sentence to save time – I got an iPod Touch; I met some family member from Australia for the first time; I began teaching at Sunday School; got a new oven and thus can now bake uber cookies; fostered an addiction to cooking in general; and worked my backside of in the first proper month of my new position as PA to Aspire Mortgages. There was lots of other stuff in between, but my memory is failing me…..
Er……..what was I saying?

Jammy!

A belated merry christmas and happy new year to all. Unfortunately i have been without internet so thus been unable to blog. I set up a new internet contract, installed it all on Naidel's laptop and it all worked fine. Tried to install it on mine and my laptop wouldnt have it. Turns out my computer was completed f**ked :( I had to have it all stripped of programmes and have windows reinstalled. I got an update tho, so its not so bad, its just tedious having to reinstall all my programmes! Counter-Strike is downloading at snails pace!!!
Naidel is currently playing with his new toy - his iPhone. It is very swish, but methinks my fingers are a bit to stubby to work it. I'm very jealous. He has a new toy to play with and i dont (I'm aware thats quite childish, but right now i'm too busy throwing a tantrum to care). Hmph.

A Winter's Tale

I am freezing. The cold is eating away at my fingers and toes and various other limbs and I’m not liking it. The wind is howling around my office as if it’s Alaska (it certainly feels like it. Any minute now I expect to see a polar bear with a festive scarf passing by the window). The forecast is snow just after Christmas, which, as much as it like snow, doesn’t cheer me a huge amount because a) I am now too close to work to be able to call in claiming I have been snowed in b) I’ll have to walk to work in it.
But on a lighter note, today I shall have in my possession the Rocket Dog boots I have been craving for so long! My Dad gave me a Schuh gift card for my Christmas present, and last night I went to seek out my desired boots. I put them on my feet, walked around, and they were wonderful. I went to take them off, and the zip snapped. Bugger! I was not best pleased. So thus, I shall have to wait until late night shopping tonight to liberate a pair of size 7’s from the other store. Still, at least I’ll have them ready for London this weekend! Apart from a boot-liberation movement, this evening shall be largely preparation for this weekend’s festivities – primping, polishing and plucking, packing our clothes and adjusting my gown for Alison’s wedding since the straps need shortening. I have an image of me shivering on a cold tube in an elegant teal gown and clutching onto a well-dressed Naidel as people eye-up my ice……hmmm…..maybe well take a cab to the church…..

One More Week To Go....!

Yes, friends, it is only one week until Christmas Day. Huzzah! All the Christmas presents have been bought and wrapped, and are now nestling under our nice new gold Christmas tree (though Naidel is complaining as it is a fake tree, and he does not like fake trees. He really is a ranger at heart, bless him!)
We are going to my cousin’s wedding this weekend, which will be a nice break away before Christmas, but unfortunately I have to come back to work on Christmas eve. I and the rest of the office see this as completely pointless as most of the solicitors offices will be closed and possibly some of the lenders might be also. So it shall be a day of staring blankly at the computer screen and covertly trying to read a book.
My study materials have now arrived for the next year of my degree. I am now studying Introducing Religions. The results came back for my Creative Writing, and although I passed the course overall, I failed on presentation. I was, of course, most annoyed by this. I mean, I inverted my paragraphs, I double spaced the lines, the typed it in a clear font, not too big and not too small, and I bound it in a fancy cover!!! I did everything the damned book said!!!! Hmmmm…….i would be half tempted to add the OU to my list for this if I didn’t need them so I could finish my degree! Maybe I should just add the examiners…..yes, yes, I shall add the Creative Writing examiners (except my Tutor because she was wonderful and very nice).
Since Naidel is working late tonight, methinks it shall be an evening of studying….unless of course, there is a way to play Scrabble with only one person…? Or i could spend the evening making Christmas tree decorations.....that sounds like much more fun!

The Unicorn continues to live in paper-land

Having given up on the useless chimps that are BT, i managed to get hold of our ISP and got them to sort out our line so Naidel and I can finally have internet and I can stop blogging in work time. It will, however, take 20 days to sort the line out AND they had to down grade us because our line wont support high speed broadband! I was not best pleased when i received that email, i can tell you! All this waiting around means that the new DnD website - to be named 'The Order of the Purple Unicorn' - is still on paper at the moment. Grrr. I have some articles that i've written and the campaign journal in my folder and i am dying to get them typed up and on the net!!! The new website is for players in our DnD group and anyone else who wants to take an interest in what we're doing or read some rambly articles that lightly touch on DnD topics but generally veer off at a tangent. Of the latter kind, i am expecting zero visitors, but, hey, you never know. Someone out there may just be THAT bored. The shiny new site will feature the forementioned articles written by yours truly, and occasionally one of the other members, a news page for up-to-the-minute updates on anything taht may be happening, the campaign journal for our current game, DnD and character related fiction, artwork, photos, character blogs, character profiles and stats, a message board forumy thingy, a membership facility, a links page and a 'contact us' facility. I think. The website is entirely collaborative, and will feature work, articles, etc, from members of our group and any other roleplay enthusiasts who wish to contribute. We may also have a sister site for our Warhammer 40k campaign, but that has yet to be decided. So for all of you who are creatively minded, drop me an email with your work and i will consider it for the site. Go on, what are you waiting for, get writing!

Chopped!

That feeling of ‘time for a change’ has been hanging over me for a month or so now. And despite some fairly major changes (i.e moving into our flat and having Naidel home for good), I still had that feeling. I got a new suit. It went away for a day. I joined the gym. It went away for a week. I tried some extra make-up. It never left. So as I was running my hands through my long red hair on Friday afternoon, I finally hit upon it. A hair cut! That’ll do it! I searched on the Internet and found some snazzy short do’s, booked a next-day appointment and folded my arms triumphantly. Saturday morning came and I refused to go. I sat on the sofa clutching my hair and refused to sacrifice it to change. Naidel marched me into town and I had no choice but to go. I lingered outside for a little while relishing the feeling of my hair wrapping itself around me and keeping my neck and ears warm. Then I took a deep breath and walked in. She sat me down in that chair that always seem to resemble a torture chair with padding, and lifted chunks of my hair test its weight. Then she took the scissors and brutally chopped off a large quantity of my precious ginger locks with one snip. As she sent me off to have my hair washed and prepared for the rest of the cut, I felt for those red tresses that were sat on the table, separated from their fellow follicles forever more. I watched tenuously as she clipped here and there, straightened some bits and waxed others until she finally let me out of the barbaric Chair of Doom. I looked in the mirror. It wasn’t me that looked back. It was some warped doppelganger. A warped doppelganger that looked good though. My first thought was ‘my mum is going to kill me!’. She always said I should never have a bob. Oh dear. I didn’t look bad though…..actually, it looked kind of…..chic? Stylish, even? I flicked my layered sweeping fringe with a renewed confidence. The cathartic need for change dissipated, and was replaced by a new buoyancy. I strode down the road home, casually flicking my new short locks and checking the ‘new me’ out in shop and car windows. Everyone keeps saying how much it suits me and how much better I look (did I really look THAT bad before?). Despite the compliments and the good feelings my new hair gives me, I still feel a pang of sorrow and longing for my long red mane, cut down in its prime like stalks of wheat. *sniff* Fare thee well hair! Our paths shall never cross again….

Sneeze, sniffle, snuffle

* cough cough * I have fallen prey to the evil common cold! * sniff * My nose is bunged up, I’m full of phlegm, my head feels like its full of cotton wool and my throat is sore causing an annoying tickly cough. Bleggghhhhhhhhh. I have a yummy strawberry mousse in front of me, and I cant taste it because my taste buds are buried under fur and slime!!! I’d rather be tucked up under a blankie with tissue up my nose, a warm fruit tea and my nice warm boyfriend to cuddle than be stuck in this freezing cold pit of despond! I despise the winter and its chilly tendrils.
On a lighter note, one that doesn’t involve me moaning, we went to a remembrance service at Duxford yesterday and Naidel and his boys had their medals presented to them. I was really proud of my Naidel. It was a really nice service, despite the cold. When we got home last night I had planned to do lots of things, one of them being a flat tidy (Naidel says it looks like a herd of Terrascue stormed through the flat on a pizza-eating binge), but instead, I fell asleep on the sofa whilst watching copious amounts of Bones. Thus, I shall have to have a quick tidy when I get home from work.
I have finally sorted out a character plan for the new DnD campaign – I have gone for an elven sorceress from Evereska. She goes by the name of Anaia Alorien. More on her as the game begins! Right, I’m off to blow my nose and take some more strepsils * achooooooo! *

And so it begins....

I am still having problems moving due to the evils of excerise. My back hurts so much!!! I just want to go home and curl up on my sofa with my blankie and a good book or an episode of Spooks. But no, i'm stuck in this freezing office with people who while away their day discussing the calorie content of a chicken kiev. My friend Sam isn't here today as she was evacuated from her house at 3am due to the flooding in Gt Yarmouth. The poor girl is stuck in some community centre somewhere in a pair of jogging bottoms and a baggy t-shirt, not knowing if her house has been flooded, if her photo albums are destroyed, her sofas saturated, and her ceramic hair straighteners shorted.
Anyway, it’s that time again, folks! Our new Dungeons and Dragons campaign is due to commence next week, with our very own Naidel as DM. From what I can make out, it’s going to be a proper dungeon crawl, and its going to be largely roleplay-heavy, as opposed to predominantly hack-and-slash. Set in our beloved Forgotten Realms, this campaign will be the lead up to the release of 4th Edition, due sometime in May 2008…I think. I am still dithering about my character choice – at the moment I am divided between going back to my roots and doing an Elf Sorceress, or doing something relatively new and going for a Deep Imaskari Sorceress/Rogue. Hmmm…..decisions…methinks it requires some poring of the DnD and FR books! Right, that my weekend booked! Oh, except for Sunday, we’re going to Naidel’s medal presentation in Duxford, so we shall be out most of the day.
More exciting news, this morning I received an email from none other than Shelly Mazzanoble! I sent her an email to thank her on behalf of my gender for her book ‘Confessions of a Part Time Sorceress: A Girls Guide to the Dungeons and Dragons Game’ and she sent me a really nice message back. She is apparently playtesting the much-anticipated 4th edition at the moment, so Astrid is on hiatus for now. Those of you who haven’t gone out and bought Shelly’s book yet, SHAME ON YOU, DO SO NOW! Seriously, get off your backsides, go buy the book, and get into the game peeps! As our new campaign progresses, I will keep you all up to do with the goings on as much as possible. I am considering setting up a small webpage dedicated to the roleplay group where we can post campaign journals, short stories etc….kind of like an online newspaper….is that sad? I really am Queen of the Geeks…..

The Evils of Exercise

My back is screaming with pain, my arms are limp and lifeless, my legs are pulsating and my feet are raw and blistered. One would think that i have just trekked the Himalayas or run the length of the Great Wall of China. Nope. I have simply been to a dance class at my new gym. All right, all right, stop laughing! I nearly didn’t go, but Naidel made a few comments about cleaning up the flat if i wasn’t going, and i was outta that door like a shot.
The changing room was filled with lithe, bleach-blonde beauties who apparently had no shame in standing around completely starkers and having a gossip. I prayed to God these girls were not in my class. I shyly changed out of my jeans and into my cheap leggings and wandered out past the fashionistas to the studio. The body combat class was still in full swing - in my haste to get away from the washing up and hoovering, i was half an hour early. I stood outside the studio, staring at my feet and feeling tension and anxiety knot in my stomach. I never was good at joining new groups, nervousness always got the better of me. What if i fall over? What if i can't keep up? What if i managed to trip one of the other girls when doing kick-steps? By the time the studio was empty and ready for the dance class i was practically catatonic with fear and nerves. I was comforted by the fact that most of the girls in the group were pretty much the same shape as me, some of them bigger, in fact. That dispelled a little of my worries, and as the music started i felt a little more confident. Until i caught sight of myself in the mirror, that is. I'm sure gym mirrors are specially crafted to make you look as fat and ugly as possible, so you work harder to do something about it. As we started the warm up, i was appalled to see my body looking so middle-aged and out of shape as i shimmied about.
I was lost in the first five minutes of the warm up. The nerves had counteracted my coordination and i found myself tripping up left right and centre. When i saw that i wasn't the only one, my legs and arms finally started acting the way my brain was telling them to. After the 'warm up' (by which point i was puffing like a smoker who's been stuck in a no-smoking building for 48 hours and has finally been set free to have a fag) we finally started the routine. There was a great deal of hop-skip-and-thrusting, and just when we'd gotten the hang of it, she added another bit, then another, then another, and more and more and more bits until i was completely lost and my brain my starting to sizzle. Eventually, we put it all together, and after about 4 attempts we all seemed to be getting it right. We were shaking our booties, swinging our hips with the best of them. As we took a breather, i felt a little bit of pride and accomplishment. I was a bit concerned that my whole body was bright red and pulsing and my lungs were struggling with intakes of oxygen, but hey, I danced the whole routine for Justin Timberlake’s ‘SexyBack’! We all headed back to our places with a sense of accomplishment. Each one of us was standing a little straighter, heads no longer downcast. Until the teacher said those fateful words – “Right, now we going to do it at double speed”. DOUBLE SPEED!?!?! I CAN BARELY MOVE AT NORMAL SPEED AND YOU WANT ME TO MOVE AT TWICE THAT?!?! ARE YOU MAD WOMAN?!?!? I wasn’t the only one with shock and aggravation plastered on my red and sweaty face we as sped through the routine over and over again. When the music finally stopped and we were set free from the evil hall of mirrors, the pain began. Great seething pain all over my body, and especially in my back. What had she done to me? I was a broken, hollow shell of a woman whose body had just been violated by exercise.
I walked slowly home, and the sight of my squishy-squashy sofa was a great comfort. The sight of the piled-up dishes and dirty worktops was not, however. I sighed heavily, unpacked the shopping, did my housewifely duties and welcomed my Naidel home from his evening at the TA with an ‘owwwwwwwwww’ when he hugged me. “I’m old and non-flexible,” I said with great dismay as he asked how my class was. He looked at me with mild amusement and said “yup, I could have told you that.” I trained the last of my energy on an icy glare. He quickly backtracked and told me that “that’s what happens when you don’t exercise for so long", and I’ll “get better with practice.” Bah.
Getting out of bed this morning was harder than usual. I actually couldn’t sit up, I could barely move my arms, and my legs protested intensely against movement by sending little shocks of pain all the way up to my hips. And as for my back, I think I may have pulled every muscle I own in it! So what have we learned ladies and gellyspoons? EXERCISE IS EVIL!!! IT MAKES YOUR BODY VERY ANGRY WITH YOU!!!
Right, I’m off to limber up for next week. What, you didn’t think a few pulled muscles and some back pain would stop me, did you?

Shelly Mazzanoble - a goddess among women

When Naidel and I were persusing the roleplay game section in a local bookstore (one of our regualr activities), Naidel suddenly remembered that he had seen a book that was "perfect for me", and apparently had some amusing ancedote about a penguin which he attempted to retell unsuccessfully. I raised an eyebrow in my usual 'you've clearly gone off your nut' fashion, and he brandished a pink and white book bearing the words 'Confessions of a Part Time Sorceress: A Girls's Guide to the Dungeons and Dragons Game'. I have to admit, i was immediately intregued, and Naidel insisted i would find it both funny and informative. I looked at the book and flicked through it. It did have many pink side bars full of interesting information.....once again, the voice of my credit card won through, and i walked out of Waterstones brandishing my book. That was Sunday. I havent managed to put the book down since then. I finished it this morning, and i have to say its pure genius! I really wish that book was out when i first started playing DnD! Shelly Mazzanoble and i seem to have a lot in common, even her character choice resembles mine! Any girl wanting to learn the DnD game and wanting a good laugh whilst learning, buy this book! Shelly Mazzanoble is the kind of writer i aspire to be, providing her readers with an even mix of information, description and sharp, intelligent humour.
You can find out more about Shelly Mazzanoble and her book 'Confessions of a Part Time Sorceress' here. There's even an amusing interview with her mother which is spookily like a recent conversation with my own mother. GO BUY THE BOOK!!!

BT makes 'The List', along with the oven...

Well thats it, BT have made 'The List'. I have spent the last four days constantly on hold to BT, trying to set up a direct debit and enable the line for broadband and i cant get through to anyone! It's a nightmare! Not to mention the fact that i'm feeling like crap and mildly aggitated right now. Thus i have sent a snotty email to BT's complaints department. Grrrr. Not only that, i got home last night to discover that my oven doesn't work! I spent three nights cleaning that thing!!!! ARGHHHH!

On a lighter note, my baptism is almost sorted. I'm going to St Andrew's Church in the centre of Norwich. I am a bit nervous about being dunked but i'm sure it'll be fine!

The wanderer returns.....and better than ever

I have returned!!! Mwah ha ha ha haaaaaa! We've been back a little while actually, but we've been so busy there's been no time to update blogs!
First things first, the holiday was fab! We started off in Porto (Northern Portugal), for Anthony and Sandra's wedding, which was amazing. We were served a seven course meal at the reception! SEVEN COURSES!!! I kid you not, gentle viewers. I couldnt move afterwards! The final course was served at 2am!!! Naidel and i had a dance, which was nice. He looked all spiffy and smart in his suit. He was very yummy looking (sorry, i know there are some of you out there now making puking actions). We did a bit of exploring in Porto and went on a boat trip where i burnt my shoulders and scalp (ouchies). From there, we headed to Lisbon (or Lisboa, as its know over there), which was probably the worst part of our trip. We stayed in a cramped hostel room where i was constantly petrified that someone would break in and either steal our stuff or knife us in our sleep. There, we perfected the art of handwashing with Dove bodywash :) We were constantly harassed when we ate dinner by 'lookie-lookie' men and drug dealers, got ripped off lots, and generally got miffed about how rude people were to us. They have absolutely no concept of queuing over there. From there, we went to Guarda (pronounced 'gwarda'), which was a town built up the side of a mountain and spoke very minimal English. Thankfully, by this point, we had learned some Portuguese - we could say hello, please, thank you, two chickens and two Coca Colas. So at least we could eat. We did some camping there, which was...er...interesting. We had no camping gas, and couldnt seem to find any. We were told that we could find camping as at 'Modelo'. We walked for hours trying to find it, but never did, and it became very much like the Holy Grail of the holiday. We did eventually spot Modelo just as we were leaving (typical). After spending a day at Guarda train station we hopped on an over-night train into Spain, where we met a crazy Portuguese guy who asked us if we found Madeline. At 6.30am we bounded off the train at San Sebastien, Spain, and found ourselves a nice hotel by the sea. Unfortunately we couldnt check in until 1.30pm, so we had a wander round the beaches and found a little cafe where we had breakfast. At about 9am i suddenly felt like i was on a noat and the whole world was moving around me. It was really unnerving! Thankfully it only lasted a day. San Sebastien was our favourite place, but it was incredibly expensive. We found a life-size Blood Angel Space Marine there too! Next we headed to Paris, again arriving early hours of the morning. We saw lots of sights here - The Eiffel Tower, Notre Dame, The Louve, The Mona Lisa, Venus Di Milo, the Champs Elysee and the Arch Di Triumph. We also found Prada, Gucci and Valentino! :) Paris was very busy and touristy. It was nice, but a bit too much for my liking. We saw a British film over there called 'Death at a Funeral' which was really funny - i urge you all to go see! From Paris, we hopped another train and headed to Bayeux, were we saw the Bayuex Tapestry, a war museum and a war cemetary. Bayeux was a nice little town, very friendly, quiet and pleasant. I liked it there. We got on a train to Rouen from there, but Naidel was very homesick by this point, and we decided to go home. So we hopped on a train to Lille, stayed overnight in a hotel and jumped on the Eurostar back to London the next day. We spent a couple of days in London, did a bit of shopping, and saw Wicked the Musical which was AWESOME!!!! I definately recommend it, one of the best shows i've ever seen! Then we came home and spent a week chilling out and doing very little. I started back at work last week which was, to say the least, shite. The holiday sort of made me realise how unfulilled i feel in my job. I need something that is going to stimulate me and use my talents and abilities better. But for that kind of thing, i need my degree, so its a case of waiting it out until i'm better qualified.
Some other news - Naidel and I moved into our new flat on Saturday (which is another reason why no posts - no internet at the mo!). We're now living five minutes from the city centre, fifteen minutes from my office, and 30 seconds from Naidel's office! Unfortunately it needs a few bits and pieces doing to it - mostly cleaning since the bathroom and kitchen were filthy when we got there! We've still got lots of unpacking to do, but its starting to feel like home now that we've got the bedroom and most of the kitchen sorted. So, hoorah for us! I'll feel more comfortable when the whole place is clean, neat and tidy, but its ok at the moment. It's perfect for me and Naidel, and we were really quite lucky to get it.
So things are starting to sort themselves out, and life is starting to get good again. Its wonderful having Naidel back home properly and i thank god ever morning that i wake up and see his face on the pillow next to me. Kaiorli is a happy bunny :)

Excited (and slightly delicate)

Not long til our trip now! I am getting very excited and dying to get going. I have quite frankly had enough of the office and i am desperate for a break! My manager is getting snipey with me, and one of my reps has annoyed me no end. I've pretty much run out of work so i'm stuck just staring at the screen, which is frustrating. Definately time for a holiday methinks!!!! Naidel floated a suggestion that instead of just going for a month we should go for a year. You know what, right now that doesnt seem such a bad idea. It'd jump at the chance if i didnt have commitments like my job and my degree back home :( Meh. I'm sure i'll feel better once i've landed in sunny Portugal and all my worries are behind me! Speaking of feeling better, it appears that i have fallen prey to the office sickness bug :( I woke up early hours this morning feeling distinctly wobbly, and my stomach is all tight and painful :( Thankfully its only a 24 hr bug, so i should feel better later... i hope.....

Brrrr!

It is unseasonably chilly today, to the point where i have the heater under my desk on! One of the advisers is insisting on having the window wide open which isnt helping :( Not to mention the building work going on right outside the office. The drilling is hurting my head! Bah. I'm not gurmpy, honest. Just ever so slightly agitated. I am beginning to resent being in the office when i could be at home with my Naidel (i hate leaving him in bed in the mornings, sooooo not fair). I'm sure i'll feel better after my holiday. You're bound to feel resentful after your bosses change their mind about giving you a promotion, right? I've been in an 'Admin Meeting' all morning, which is usually 10 minutes of discussing actual work issues, 10 minutes of someone getting openly told off and humiliated, and half an hour of chatting. Today was mostly spent discussing Emma's wedding. Well, i say discussing, she was talking, the others were listening, and Sam and I were rolling our eyes. I'm not bitter, just a bit sick of hearing about it. Its two years away for goodness sake, theres no need to go and buy the dress and bridesmaids dresses straight away! And orange is a VILE colour for bridesmaids dresses. So there. Sorry, she annoys me when shes not planning the wedding of the century, so you can imagine how much she irritates me right now!
In other news, i shall be off on my hols soon with my dearest Naidel :) I'm mostly packed, just a couple of bits and pieces left to get. We're going out with some friends tonight to celebrate my birthday early, which will be nice. I'm quite looking forward to waking up next to my Naidel on my birthday, with the sun shinning through the window and not having to get up :) Also it shall be our 4 year anniversary. It doesnt seem that long ago that we first met! I guess when you think about, we've gone though a lot together over the last four years, and i wouldn't trade him for the world :) After all, no-one else would put up with me :)

Hmph.

Well, not long to go now. Soon i shall be off in sunnier climes, trekking through mountains and attempting to sleep in a very small tent without irritating my boyfriend. I managed to get both components of my ECA finished yesterday, so thats a weight of my mind at least. Got most of the packing done yesterday and did a map and compass 101 with Naidel so if i do the inevitable and get lost we can find each other again. Just wanna get going now!
I am annoyed this morning as i have just found out i am not getting my new job after all :( The directors have decided that it will be easier to stay with their current PA's than train a new one :( So i am stuck in the same office with the same job :( Not happy :(
Sooner i get away on holiday the better.

Loved up

I had the most wonderful night with my Naidel last night :) I am so loved up i'm practically glowing! We went to see 'The Bourne Ultimatum', which wasn't too bad a film (made much more interesting by Naidel's comments about how these action heroes never get inappropriately-timed lavatory issues...). Then we went for dinner, which we didnt finish because we'd eaten far too many sweeties in the cinema! Then after that we checked into a hotel. It was wonderful waking up in his arm this morning :) Breakfast was delivered to our room, but it was a very odd breakfast. The pastries had some weird custard crap in the middle, and they forgot my yoghurt :( Got three pots of honey though, which made their way into my bag and then into my food draw at work......
It was just so nice sitting in bed, eating my breakfast and watching crap morning TV with the man i love. He even left me a little mesage on the mirror in the bathroom :) You have no idea how much i resented having to get dressed and leave that room to come to work this morning!!!! Then when i did get to work, i finished all of it by 10am and have now been forced to sit on reception all morning. Oh well, its a good opportunity for me to do my assignments without being told off for not doing my work!!!

Too much autumn, not enough summer

Its cold, raining and dark. I'm sick of it being all autumny when it should be summery :( The sooner im off on my hols the better, at least it'll be warm and sunny (i hope...).
Naidel came home this weekend, and home for good (or for the next year at least). Its really wonderful having him home, i missed him so much! He hasnt changed much, still the same Naidel, but with a smidge more confidence, and something else i cant quite put my finger on.....maturity maybe? Unfortunately i had to leave him in our nice warm bed this morning to venture out into the cold to come to work :( We spent lots of time together this weekend, which was really great, and we're both looking forward to out trip away together (not long now!!!).
I'm still attempting to finish the dreaded assignments. I can't seem to shift this horrific writers block, its awful! I've only got just over a week to complete them all and send them off, and im really bricking it! I can't afford to fail!!! I managed to get an idea and the beginnings of TMA 5 sorted (granted it is the recycling of the first DnD game i ever played, but it works so why worry) so at least thats going somewhere. I think i have an idea for the life writing part of the ECA, but im completely stumped on the fiction part! Its the whole 'short story' aspect - completely daunts me! Hopefully i'll come up with something soon *sulks* :(

Another year goes by....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAIDEL!!!!

Love you baby xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx

Behind, sooooooooo far behind!

I woke up this morning with the stark realisation that i have two weeks left to do TMA 5 and my ECA Portfolio project. CRAP!!!!! I'm so far behind!!!!! I've finished the text book but i'm struggling with writers block again and i just can't get my thoughts down onto paper no matter how much freewriting and clustering i do :( I fear two weeks is not long enough to produce three pieces of competant writing, especially since Naidel will be home in a day or so (he's very distracting). The fact that i've felt ill since saturday night hasnt helped either, neither has another issue that is somehow neverending at the moment which i wont disclose on the internet. Ladies, you'll understand what i mean, i'm sure. So yeah, not good. Work is getting annoying, i've just paid a whole bunch of money out for the train tickets yesterday (im never fun after paying that much money out), my skin is like an oil slick, my hair is doing its own thing so i generally look like crap right now and i have to send the bloody replacement iPod back to Apple UK because its crashed with the same problem as the first one!!! So in short i'm having a bad day. Haven't heard from Naidel since he text me to say he'd got back to camp Monday night, so i don't know if he's back tonight or not. I have absolutely no idea what im going to buy him for his birthday....and its tomorrow!!!! Arrrgggghh!