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Firstly: [livejournal.com profile] nannyo, meet [livejournal.com profile] lipstickcat. Possibly the only 2 people I know who will be able to sympathise about giving a ferret a pill.

Secondly: Did anyone *not* have a godawful day yesterday? Time seemed to stop at 11.30, nothing got done, nothing went noticeably wrong, and yet I came home wanting to destroy something.

So instead I did some sewing and went round to see [livejournal.com profile] dr_wez, ate chips & pizza (but drank fruit juice, so that's ok) and watched American Psycho. Er - yes. Now I've IMDBed it to find out what actually happened, I think I want to see it again and appreciate the humour without wondering "WTF?" every few minutes.

Oooh, and (thanks to [livejournal.com profile] daegaer, I've been watching RH Plus! That is how vampires should be. Well, apart from the never-explained eating real food and going out in daylight bits, obv. But they're all pretty and angsty, and pretty and they fight crime!, and are pretty. And there's biting. Mmm, biting.

I have two episodes left, and then it's back to Bleach and the godawful filler section. The things I do for Renji. Mmm, Renji. (I'm still looking for good, *long* fics...)

I'm off to Stockport tonight (boo hiss) to mow the lawn and sort through my mortgage docs and find out whether we're *actually* allowed to rent the houses in the Mews out. Several people *are* doing so, but one of the viewers that's been round wanted to have it in writing. Realistically, I think the house will be bought as a buy-to-let; all the feedback I've had has been "Too small".

More evidence that my cats actually belong in a cartoon: apparently Cleo was so eager to get back into the house this morning that she ran head first into the fridge. One day, I'll catch little tweeting bluebirds flying around her head.

I've also been finding several followup reactions to the train wreck of the OSBP, and finding that I'm actually starting to get interested in feminism. Not as a bra-burning, man-hating, giving-them-a-bad-name sort, but interested and righteously angry. Which is a definite change from previously being upset by all the fuss and Just Getting On With Things.

I still get worried that one of these Real Feminists will read something I've said and get cross with me, but then I worry about that in regard to everyone and everything. Still, surely wanting to learn is a good start, right? Even if it is rather late?
puddingcat: (Ragwort!)
I had things to say, but then found a meme on [livejournal.com profile] snapesbabe's LJ. That's my excuse, and I'm sticking to it like fluff to butter. Read more... )
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I spent mopst of Friday through to a bit of Monday in Norfolk with (takes deep breath) [livejournal.com profile] nurse_liz, [livejournal.com profile] kowt and brother, [livejournal.com profile] nannyo, Mup, [livejournal.com profile] professoryaffle, [livejournal.com profile] rms, [livejournal.com profile] dr_wez, [livejournal.com profile] minspi, Stubeedoobeedoo, and [livejournal.com profile] geekpsi. Nobody attempted murder or GBH, nobody drowned in the river, nobody threw a hissy fit, and nobody got lost. Not a bad holiday, really.

Cromer in January isn't recommended for a shopping trip, however. Although, having said that, I did get a couple of lovely necklaces; one red leaf (which I can't find on the Artyfax website), and one silver & pale green enamel one by Pilgrim.

Otehr than that, I ate lots (including fairy cakes made from Real Fairies), drank a bit (but less than I'd expected; I brought home half my beer & more than half my sake), made a tactical withdrawal from a jigsaw puzzle, learned how to play mahjongg (if not how to score it) and passed on the next few Saiyuki volumes to [livejournal.com profile] nannyo (who was amused as I was about the many varieties of "monkey" insults flying between the mahjongg players).

After dropping [livejournal.com profile] minspi at the station and finding lunch, [livejournal.com profile] dr_wez kindly informed me that I looked shattered, so I left him to his haircut and went home. Where Cleo was so happy to see me that she came downstairs and walked all over me, despite [livejournal.com profile] professoryaffle being in the room, never mind the house.

Then I slept for 2 hours. Mmmm, sleeeeep.

I have a few photos, which I shall upload once at home. For now, I'm trying to remember how to work, hoping my stuffy nose doesn't develop into a Real Cold, trying to avoid the Duo website (*glares* at [livejournal.com profile] daegaer and [livejournal.com profile] louiselux) and absently wondering how I can become more feminine. I want to be more feminine. How do I manage this without crossing the line into "crap"?


Jan. 3rd, 2008 12:42 pm
puddingcat: (Happy Kenren)
I've been doing... stuff recently. Edited highlights include scoring 20 balls of half price Debbie Bliss Stella in Jade in the John Lewis sale, a quiet but good New Year's Eve with [livejournal.com profile] professoryaffle, [livejournal.com profile] rms, [livejournal.com profile] cabd and [livejournal.com profile] elliphant, having New Year's Lunch (like Christmas lunch, but a week late) with the Parent People and Dad not misbehaving, getting my car washed & falling in love with it all over again, going to the pub with [livejournal.com profile] razornet last night and managing to disagree completely about some quite serious things, and yet not let it spoil the evening, and being sent this link (sfw) by Mum.

Bad Stuff would be the panic attack in Debenhams on New Year's Eve; for some reason, I could deal with the possibility of seeing [livejournal.com profile] davywavy, but not with having it confirmed. Sorry I didn't make it, [livejournal.com profile] robinbloke, and thank you to [livejournal.com profile] faerierhona for talking me down. *One* day, I might get better :(

It's lovely & fresh outside, but not cold enough to snow yet.
puddingcat: (Cold outside)
Brainrotting memery )
Yes, I'm cold and tired and feel as if I've been eating all day. Sausage has been super-snuggly, I've finished one side of the frill on Mum's cardigan and attached the sleeve on that side, and done nothing else other than poke LJ in the hope of having a conversation fall out.

The BPAL swaps are packaged up & ready to post once I get some suitable stamps.

If people are into drawing, where do you go for photo references? My fingers are itching to draw again, but I need something to copy, at least for poses.

My little sister is 30 today. I'm going to start giving my age in hex.
puddingcat: (Flash)
Oooh, I went to see Smokin' Aces on Saturday. I probably laughed more than I should have done, but it was very good.
The "twist" was less of one than it should have been, but it was jolly good fun anyway, and it kept me in my seat even though I got horribly thirsty halfway through.

Today = number bashing in spreadsheets, in the boring way. Yes, there *is* a not-boring way, but this isn't it. I'm also tired (because of staying up until I'd finished Sleeve #1 of Mum's cardi) and hot (I'm sitting in a meeting room to "avoid distractions", and the aircon isn't). I want a shower (didn't get up in time this morning, because Professional Benefits Claimant Chav Woman over the road spent half an hour screaming & hammering on her front door to get her Spawn Number 2 to let her in from 3am).

I want ideas for drabbles. Gimme inspiration :)

Oooh, lots

Apr. 26th, 2006 09:06 pm
puddingcat: (Sleepy lion)
Energy has been elsewhere, so posts have been cryptic. Slightly more explanation follows. Read more... )
puddingcat: (Lousy apple)
Y'know, the juxtaposition of tags in that last entry is really quite disturbing.

I've signed up to this thing in an effort to help me get fit & lose lard. By telling you this, I'm earning Points (which don't win me prizes, or even convert to extra food), which means I get to brag about my score. When I have a score worth bragging about. I'm coming to the conclusion that work is bad for me; I sit at a desk most of the day, and eat far more here that I do anywhere else (with the potential exception of the cinema & associated curry trips).

I'm still horribly behind in Getting Things Done, but at least I sorted out most of my mail over the weekend. Since I don'ty have a gym membership any more (and I didn't expect to miss it), I should get some more Stuff done tonight.

I want an exciting life. This one's no good.
puddingcat: (Cat in a bag)
1692 - The Salem witch trials begin in Salem Village, Massachusetts.
1896 - Henri Becquerel discovers radioactivity.
1978 - Charlie Chaplin's coffin is stolen from a Swiss cemetery.

1810 - Frédéric Chopin, Polish-French composer and pianist (d. 1849).
1944 - Roger Daltrey, English musician (The Who).
1954 - Ron Howard, American actor, director, and producer.

Nobody I wanted to C&P in here.


Grump. This morning was fun playing with spreadsheets. Now is answering an e-mail from the dimmest client In The World Ever.

Now I've decided what car I want next (in the real world; there's not much point saving up for an F430), I want it now. Dammit. [livejournal.com profile] princesspy is a Bad Influence. So, if anyone knows of an Alfa Spider, in black (or silver, but preferably black) with a hard top, please point me at the owner & I'll offer them Cold Hard Cash. Or maybe a bankers draft.

I want to get things done this weekend because I want to get them done, not because I've let them slip due to being ill / exhausted / away. My housework slaves are on strike, I need to sort out stuff for [livejournal.com profile] fire_kitten and to post [livejournal.com profile] karohemd's birthday present. I'd rather like to get the lawn mown & the car washed & checked, but those are going to have to wait.

I've drawn Joes Edge in the Grand National sweepstake. 25-1 at the last we checked, but with colours I don't like.

I want to know what happens next in [livejournal.com profile] annwfyn's story.

Question: If you *know* you're jealous of an acquaintance, what do you do when you start wishing harm to befall their possessions? Not them themselves (I'm not in that much of a bitchy mood), just "Oh No! What a shame you spilt paint all down your Armani suit!" kind of way.

I can't stop eating; I've been ravenous all week, for things like nuts & flapjacks & fatty/proteiny things. But I managed to jog-with-bits-of-walking 3.2km last night, in 26 minutes. This is why man invented the car. *nods firmly*


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