Still having a good time with my unemployment.  Sorry, I'm not unemployed, I'm a Lady who Lunches.  In her pyjamas.  While watching Jeremy Kyle.  I don't care what anybody says, it's a triumph of TV.  It's one of the few 'messy lives' type shows (think Jerry Springer if you're not familiar).  So rare because I'm 90% sure JK is way more messed up ( Read more... )

Hurrah, for I retun from Edinburgh and declare it to be a most beautiful and interesting city.  I stupidly didn't keep a holiday diary, so many fantastic details may be lost in my fuggy memory.  (The fuggyness of my memory has nothing whatsoever to do with whisky ( Read more... )

Ugh.  I have missed all but the last minute of Stewart Lee's Comedy Vehicle. *le weep*  Thank heavens for BBC I Player.  I also need it for the Now Show.  I must sleep, really, but I would like to watch and listen to the things I've missed... hmmm ( Read more... )

So Bath was good.  Tis indeed such a very pretty city, and with the literature festival on it was busy, but with a pleasantly sedate atmosphere (not that stressy OUT OF MY WAY, YOU'RE BLOCKING PRIMARK kind of busy that I'm used to in cities).  Dr Ben's speech was on at the Guildhall, which was almost ridiculously ornate.  Pretty, pretty room with ( Read more... )

How fast time seems to be going at the moment, and how intense life seems to have become is kind of bewildering.  It's been an odd week.  I managed to ruin 3 weeks worth of notes with one bottle of juice carelessly left in my bag - I'm keeping them though, though they may be a little orange now and curly with water damage.  As long as I can read ( Read more... )

Ugh I've been sooo tired lately that I've returned to my old ways of being crap at the internet.  I'm not sure why I'm so tired either.  Although I have been having *ahem* a difficult time with lady problems - basically my body has been torturing me by giving me warning cramps (something I usually get a day to an hour ahead of time) for a whole ( Read more... )

Oh dear oh dear, Katie is struggling with a structureles life.  No work to be had at all.  Pity pity ( Read more... )

Well, tomorrow I will be on my way to Northern Ireland for what I have decided to term 'Sistermageddon' (a catalclysmic event that occurs when the three Finch sisters plus Danielle are all together under one roof).  Have to leave at 5am, but it'll be worth it!  I'm going to bring gin!

There was some unpleasantness last night.  It started out great: ( Read more... )