Massive update about the rollercoaster that is my life.
Apparently I fail at napping during the day. This is worrying as I am doing my first ever night shift for the care home tonight. Cue me dead by 5am. Anyhow, since I am not sleeping, I am instead watching Dollhouse (November and Caroline ftw. Why are you all not watching this yet? It's really getting into it's stride.) and going to bore entertain you all with my activities of the past few weeks.
In Which I Fucking Totalled My Mercedes:
- Yes, Martha has gone to the great garage in the sky. I crashed into a line of emergency breakers and the tow bar of the car infront has killed her. I am so unbelievably gutted about this. I love that frakking car. She was perfect, and now because the insurance company won't cough up enough to save her she's going to scrap. Sniff. I am now carless until the insurance company pays out, my dad gets back from holiday and we can buy another, not necessarily in that order.
In Which I Went To Cork:
- Went to Ireland, spent lots of warm and fuzzy time with Joey, sat in chewing gum, found the most excellent veggie feminist cafe EVAH, visited friends, pushed stroller up large annoying hill. And that's all I have to say about that, but it was worth mentioning because I hearts Ireland.
In Which I Finally FINALLY Saw The His Dark Materials play:
-Oh Em Gee. This was amazing. I cried so hard at Lyra and Will. Thank you so much outintherain for getting me tickets, I loved it liek woah. Birmingham Rep with two weeks left people, go see now.
In Which the Walking Corpse of A Dog Died Of A Chocolate Overdose:
- No, but seriously. For those who have not already read the explanation on so_vieh's journal, the story goes as follows. Vieh comes to stay and brings chocolate. I forget to tell Vieh not to leave chocolate out. Toby eats all chocolate overnight. Toby has done several things like this in the past (Artex for next doors conservatory, pain killers and coal from our fake fire are just a few of his accomplishments) but he was extremely old and his body just couldn't cope with this one. Of course I am heartbroken that he has gone, but I can't help but be amused that he went out in the most Toby-like way. He was so old anyway that we were all amazed he was still with us, and I'm glad he went peacefully at the vets, on oxygen and pain-free. You could get ridiculous with 'blame' here (If I hadn't crashed my car I wouldn't have had a curtsey car, Vieh's suitcase would have fit in the back, we'd have taken the bags in in a different order and they would have gone upstairs...If my parents hadn't have gone on holiday we'd have been staying in Burton instead...If the dog wasn't so bloody stupid he had to eat everything in sight...etc etc etc...) but it's no-ones fault, it just happened.
In Which I Had A Second Birthday and Lolled So Hard I Couldn't Breath:
- Since my actual birthday was rubbish, we celebrated on the the 4th instead. Hurray! splodge04, so_vieh, red_scully and medland cheered me up massively over the weekend with hysterical bouts of laughter, much photo taking, cherry pie with candles in the shape of an X, more laughter, drunken Wii playing, veggie rocky road specially for me, more laughter and XF watching. My friends are the most amazing people, I am so thankful for each and every one of you. Just so you know. ♥
In Which I Am The Happiest Fangirl Known to Humankind:
Brawn GP. Pwning everyone. Jenson Button. Winning both races of the season so far. DC. Bigging up his home boy Jense on the BBC, so much bromance it kills me ded. I HEARTS MY SPORT. I HEARTS MY TEAM. I MOST DEFINITELY HEARTS MY BOY! I HEARTS FINALLY BEING COMPETITIVE SO MUCH I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO FAIL ENOUGH ABOUT IT.
In Which I Can Haz Employment, Yes I Really Can:
Preparations for me starting at the hospital are (finally) running smoothly. Occy Health have cleared, references have been collected, needles are soon to be stuck in me (boo) and I am due to start on the 27th. In the meantime, bank work at the Care Home has taken off, with me doing my first ever night shifts today and tomorrow. Which means I need to get off my ass and eat and shower now. And book a taxi. Sniff. People, this was long, cookies to those of you who got this far.
In Which I Fucking Totalled My Mercedes:
- Yes, Martha has gone to the great garage in the sky. I crashed into a line of emergency breakers and the tow bar of the car infront has killed her. I am so unbelievably gutted about this. I love that frakking car. She was perfect, and now because the insurance company won't cough up enough to save her she's going to scrap. Sniff. I am now carless until the insurance company pays out, my dad gets back from holiday and we can buy another, not necessarily in that order.
In Which I Went To Cork:
- Went to Ireland, spent lots of warm and fuzzy time with Joey, sat in chewing gum, found the most excellent veggie feminist cafe EVAH, visited friends, pushed stroller up large annoying hill. And that's all I have to say about that, but it was worth mentioning because I hearts Ireland.
In Which I Finally FINALLY Saw The His Dark Materials play:
-Oh Em Gee. This was amazing. I cried so hard at Lyra and Will. Thank you so much outintherain for getting me tickets, I loved it liek woah. Birmingham Rep with two weeks left people, go see now.
In Which the Walking Corpse of A Dog Died Of A Chocolate Overdose:
- No, but seriously. For those who have not already read the explanation on so_vieh's journal, the story goes as follows. Vieh comes to stay and brings chocolate. I forget to tell Vieh not to leave chocolate out. Toby eats all chocolate overnight. Toby has done several things like this in the past (Artex for next doors conservatory, pain killers and coal from our fake fire are just a few of his accomplishments) but he was extremely old and his body just couldn't cope with this one. Of course I am heartbroken that he has gone, but I can't help but be amused that he went out in the most Toby-like way. He was so old anyway that we were all amazed he was still with us, and I'm glad he went peacefully at the vets, on oxygen and pain-free. You could get ridiculous with 'blame' here (If I hadn't crashed my car I wouldn't have had a curtsey car, Vieh's suitcase would have fit in the back, we'd have taken the bags in in a different order and they would have gone upstairs...If my parents hadn't have gone on holiday we'd have been staying in Burton instead...If the dog wasn't so bloody stupid he had to eat everything in sight...etc etc etc...) but it's no-ones fault, it just happened.
In Which I Had A Second Birthday and Lolled So Hard I Couldn't Breath:
- Since my actual birthday was rubbish, we celebrated on the the 4th instead. Hurray! splodge04, so_vieh, red_scully and medland cheered me up massively over the weekend with hysterical bouts of laughter, much photo taking, cherry pie with candles in the shape of an X, more laughter, drunken Wii playing, veggie rocky road specially for me, more laughter and XF watching. My friends are the most amazing people, I am so thankful for each and every one of you. Just so you know. ♥
In Which I Am The Happiest Fangirl Known to Humankind:
Brawn GP. Pwning everyone. Jenson Button. Winning both races of the season so far. DC. Bigging up his home boy Jense on the BBC, so much bromance it kills me ded. I HEARTS MY SPORT. I HEARTS MY TEAM. I MOST DEFINITELY HEARTS MY BOY! I HEARTS FINALLY BEING COMPETITIVE SO MUCH I CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO FAIL ENOUGH ABOUT IT.
In Which I Can Haz Employment, Yes I Really Can:
Preparations for me starting at the hospital are (finally) running smoothly. Occy Health have cleared, references have been collected, needles are soon to be stuck in me (boo) and I am due to start on the 27th. In the meantime, bank work at the Care Home has taken off, with me doing my first ever night shifts today and tomorrow. Which means I need to get off my ass and eat and shower now. And book a taxi. Sniff. People, this was long, cookies to those of you who got this far.