I should be writing a follow up about my experience at #mcl3, or completing any one of the numerous draft posts I have lined up in the blog back room..
Mancunian incompetance follows me down south
August 27th, 2009My run ins with the Manchester city council Revenues and Benefits Unit have sadly been many and incompetance is the most I have learned to expect from them over the years.
You aren’t what you own
July 23rd, 2009My immediate family have always been amazed at my ability to live quite happily on very little income – in fact the most miserable I ever was was when I tried to keep 2 jobs going to garner more disposable income. I know this as recently I’ve been culling old posts from this blog and 5 years ago I was miserable, stressed, run down and incredibly overworked and as a result developed ME/CFS.
No news is good news sometimes
May 3rd, 2008In this age of instant information we’re all aware of how the media struggles to keep up and ‘beat the competition’ unfortunately this can become an irresponsible obsession.
Clowns to the left of ME..
November 5th, 2007I’ve been following the You & Yours spot about ME/CFS on BBC Radio 4 out of idle curiosity, I’m not expecting any great shakes from it but it’s certainly pulling a few cockroaches out of the woodwork..
Olfactory overload
July 1st, 2007I have a rather acute sense of smell that can, on occasion, cause problems.
Usually it’s while on public transport, squashed in among the general unwashed and fighting the urge to heave..
Begging vampires.. So uncool.
June 22nd, 2007I’ve realised I’m a nice person.
No.. Really. Stop laughing! I am. I have proof.
My werewolf received an email from a high yield victim (vampire) to ‘plz stop attacking me’ and I was hit with a stomach churning sense of guilt – even though the whole point of the game is for me to hunt and attack members of the other species.
At what time?
June 10th, 2007There I was having a pretty interesting dream when, as it dissolved around me, I was forced to realise that the sound of ‘More than a feeling’ by Boston was not in fact coming from the car radio of my dream but was actually reverberating around the bedroom through the floorboards.
Fire and Damnation
May 16th, 2007I didn’t get to have my driving lesson after all, pain interrupted my plans.
Seriously, I’m starting to feel a little paranoid, though to be fair that could just be residual pms. But since I’ve been trying to sort out getting a licence for a number of years now and each time I’ve been thwarted by finances or health issues, I am really considering the thought that just maybe it’s not meant to be..
So, I turned to the net to ease my woes, and it worked, I calmed down, life seemed brighter – the way it always does online until microsoft kicks in and the pc crashes or refuses to boot up the program I need and taunts me with the pretty blue screen of death.
Seriously.. Who the hell chose BLUE as the default colour for that screen? Surely red is a far more appropriate choice?! Or green? Green is supposed to be calming isn’t it? I’m sure that’s the real reason computers used to have green screens (at least my dads did, I think it was an amstrad.. But I digress..)
Pub singers
May 10th, 2007I, as a few of you already know, absolutely adore going to a karaoke, not just because I can sing (although I’ve been accused of this in the past) but because of the atmosphere a great karaoke can bring. It’s not all about THE BOOK and getting up, although having a cracking selection of songs is important, but it’s the KJ and the other punters who can make or break a night.
Bit of a whinge.
May 2nd, 2007I found this quite amusing, according to them next door, the wanker downstairs seems to think that we are responsible for his door getting the boot the other week.
Happy England
April 23rd, 2007A belated St Georges day to you all – I received a politically incorrect text this morning that made me chuckle: Read the rest of this entry »
Back to work
April 23rd, 2007I went to the jobcentre plus this morning for my appointment with the DEA adviser, she’s a lovely lass but it was a bit of a wasted trip because the computer system was down and there was not a lot she could tell me without it.
Story of my life that, I’m beginning to think someone somewhere really doesn’t want me working. I asked for the appointment over a month ago *sigh* figures..
I’ve been in the position a few times over the last three years of feeling fit enough to re-enter the rat race and then I’ve fallen flat on my face with a full on relapse so the jobsearch plans were shelved.
This time I decided that, rather than wait around until I feel well enough to find a job, I’ll go in anyway, tell ‘em my limitations and get them to find a job that works around me instead of vice versa.
WTF?!
April 21st, 2007Very odd happenings around here.
Our neighbour appears to have vanished. We heard a load of banging last night but ignored it – he’s always banging doors, we’ve remarked a number of times on the hardiness of them the way he slams about.
Since we’re just ignoring him after the incidents mentioned in that there link we thought nothing of it and heaved a sigh of relief when it stopped, since it then went quiet we settled in to watch a film and thought no more of it.
*ahem* *points at calendar*
April 21st, 2007Yes, yes.. I know it’s shallow (as Stef made a point of telling me when he started reading over my shoulder) but the day in which we celebrate the arrival of my squalling, blood and mucal covered self into this world is close at hand.
I know, you already knew this, (I can see you checking that diary Claire..) but this post is not aimed at you, this post is a request to the odd family member who sneaks a peak occasionally:
Couldn’t have said it better myself
April 9th, 2007This letter says everything you need to know about ME/CFS
Juuuuust great.
April 1st, 2007Ok, so I got a crime number from the police, the joiners came around and temporarily fitted a new lock and made an interim repair to the front door, we’ve a new one on order but for now I’m not leaving the place empty until it’s been fitted, no matter how secure they say the repair is.
Hows this for live blogging
April 1st, 2007I’ve just had my front door kicked in by the police.
Why?
Because Stef and Ian went downstaits before to get that TWAT to turn his music down (at gone 1am) so I could go to bed and sleep.
20 minutes later the front door goes, I go down, 2 lads in balaclavas with a large piece of wood (possibly a bat) are stood there demanding to know where my boyfriend was. I just said fuuck that and slammed the door, managed to turn the lock before they got to it, and hoofed it up to the phone and 999.
Popularity contests
March 30th, 2007It seems life does come full circle – even when it’s a virtual life.
I’m blaming Master K for this of course, he talked me into joining the twitter thing which in turn had me noticing a few other people on there, this in turn had me checking their blogs – which then had me link travelling.
Mother in law wisdom
March 9th, 2007My MiL made an interesting observation actually, not about cfs/me etc but about the mindset of people these days.
Shitter of a day.
February 13th, 2007I’d set my alarm for 10am, just to make sure I was up and ready for this medical assessment, sadly I was just too knackered so I shuffled the alarm up to 12pm and went back to sleep.
We went off to Albert bridge house where the ordeal was to take place. Stef dropped me off at the gate and went to park the car so I wouldn’t have miles to walk – I think I should just have gone with him and done the walking because I was called straight through to see the doctor without my moral support.
A day in the life..
February 12th, 2007I wake up, distinct lack of enthusiasm for moving from the bed to the bathroom despite an insistant nagging from my bladder. I lie there almost dozing for a couple of hours, halfheartedly trying to convince myself it’d be a good idea to get out of bed – I know if I really push myself I can move but it all just seems like too much effort for no good reason.
This is just sick.
February 9th, 2007I received this the other day from a trusted source and I assure you it’s not a joke.
Dear All,
Procrastination at it’s finest
February 8th, 2007Seriously, how better to procrastinate than to read about ways of avoiding it.
I dunno..
January 24th, 2007Can you believe the reason I cannot log into my web account is because my host took it upon themselves to change my log in details without informing me?
BASTARD!
January 23rd, 2007GRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.. Some sneaky little witch has locked me out of my account – I cannot do a DAMNED thing on my website, it’s either been hacked or my blokes attempts to retrieve something I had stored on the host have buggerd it up – he’s only just told me he tried logging in before we went away.. I really hope it is that simple, he’s just tried several log ins and it’s locked me out for security reasons, I’d hate to think I have to reload all my files just to ensure no malicious code has been installed..
More eBay nonesense..
January 22nd, 2007I’ve had to escalate the paypal dispute to claim status.
I’m seriously wondering if it’s worth all the hassle – it’s even causing rows between me and Stef now and that’s pissed me off more than anything else. I think I’ll be laying off eBay for quite some time now – I just can’t afford this kind of stress.
Latest on the ebay fiasco
January 17th, 2007okies, here’s what I sent to the paypal resolution centre about 2 minutes ago:
I requested confirmation of shipping from the seller as I’d had no correspondnace and they were no longer registered on ebay. I gave them a little more leeway after they emailed me to apologise and state that a job offer over christmas had delayed things.
That’s just extracting the urine!
January 17th, 2007Before you read any more of the saga you probably need to go here.
Ricky Gervais
January 11th, 2007I’m not sure if those of you over the pond are aware of who this guy is, over here he’s basically an ‘A’ list celeb these days.
It’s not fair!
January 11th, 2007I’m beginning to think someone somewhere doesn’t want me to start making these watch sets for ebay.
I’ve given up on eBay itself as my watch face supplier and I’ve tried 4 different websites this morning – 2 of them didn’t ship to the uk (and they only tell you this once you get to the checkout *sniff* all that wasted time) 1 was asking such an extortionate amount for shipping it just wasn’t worth it – and the other wouldn’t process my payment..
I’m turning into Victor Meldrew..
January 8th, 2007When I was a kid I wrote into ‘the Gusher’ aka the Daventry Express, I wrote about the apalling lack of facilities around for kids who had no money and nowhere to go – I wrote it in response to a person who complained about the gangs of kids hanging around the end of their street, (the same kind of thing I complain about now – though to be fair the gangs I hung around with didn’t throw things or attack people) the next thing I know there’s a double page spread featuring me talking to various council members and other kids my age, that was the start of my summer of fame – I was in the paper more than I was school I think, 1992 was a good year *grin*
Benefits update
November 30th, 2006I’m actually half thankful that this benefit screw up has happened.
OK, because I have no paperwork covering the dates they claim I owe from that could prove I do not owe the money, I have to suck it up and pay it. However,after speaking to the welfare rights people it appears I can at least get the sum they take from me each fortnight significantly reduced.
I hate our government
November 27th, 2006HATE them. REALLY really really hate them.
Has anybody else received a letter stating they owe X amount to the DWP from sometime 6-10 years ago?
I wouldn’t mind but if they told me AT THE TIME that I owed them money it would’ve been paid.I always pay my debts which is why I was so sure this was some kind of daft mistake or a scam. I even checked the number on the net before calling in case it was a phone scam. Apparently it’s down to ‘overpayments of benefit – and they’re taking it off me from next week – no warning, no explanations – I had to call them up to find out what this debt was they were pillaging my account for, well to be truthful they’re not even pillaging my account, they’re taking it straight from my incapacity benefit before I receive it so It’s not like I can refuse to pay it or at least put it off for verification purposes.
I’m a writer..
November 22nd, 2006I can say that quite truthfully now. I was asked to contribute an article or 2 for an M.E. website, this is the result.
I know, it’s not really a big thing in the grand scheme of things, but I was quite chuffed that not only did they ask me, they’ve used the article and asked if I’d be willing to do more.. Is that a ‘hell yeah’ you hear? I think so.
Kill.
October 31st, 2006Runaway by Del Shannon is a classic song, I love it usually.
Having it on repeat at full volume at gone 2am is another matter – especially when it wakes us up.
Yes the muppet downstairs was truly on form last night.
Who’s a nasty piece of work then?
October 19th, 2006I made someone cry today.
Well.. The bottom lip was going and the eyes were suspiciously bright, and there was a definite reddening of the cheeks..
Superstitious? Me? Nooooooooooo..
October 13th, 2006I went to a talk today that was supposed to be given by Dr. John Gow about his research into the biomedical markers for CFS (which to you and me means finding a way of testing reliably for the illness by looking at the way our genes react and then showing that reaction in a blood test)
On education..
October 5th, 2006Ok, master mutta got me thinking (stop laughing you lot, I do happen to think on occasion!)
I know he wasn’t really referring to education in the UK but in a more general sense, the thing is, his post does raise some valid questions: Read the rest of this entry »
new neighbour from hell
October 5th, 2006Sadly it came to my attention at 2.15am that our new downstairs neighbour is completely lacking in both moral fibre and consideration for others.
People suck.
September 26th, 2006See, I do get up before 9am *grin*
Admittedly this morning I had help in the form of a small reminder as to why we wish to move.
After getting my first good nights sleep since returning from Italy I woke up feeling incredibly warm, got up, opened the window and returned to bed for a cuddle. That’s when the screaming started – and no, sadly it wasn’t me.
what happened to ‘need over want’?
August 30th, 2006I now know beyond a shadow of a doubt that people are stupid. I was aware that there are people in the world who will pay £700 for a handbag, yes that’s more than a little daft when you think that £700 could keep a small family fed and housed for a month , but now I’ve learned about this.
A parable for modern times
August 20th, 2006I was sent this by a mate and felt that every brit who stops by could identify with it – sadly..
a parable for modern times (or the real reason the BNP have such a large following)
A PARABLE FOR MODERN TIMES.
Damn damn and double DAMN
June 6th, 2006My Pc is female and she has the hots for my man.
It’s the only explanation.
Now he has his own pc, it’s newer, faster, prettier and he spends his life on city of heroes with her (yeah, cheers for that K..) My little lady is throwing a hissy fit.
Just peachy
May 28th, 2006I’ve been feeling pretty crappy lately, drained, aching and generally under the weather – this has not made me an easy person to live with.
30 years and this is what I’ve become..
May 13th, 2006I woke up to the sound of rain against my window.
Normally that’s a rather comforting sound as I cuddle up to my beloved but this morning it just added to my general mood.
I lay there, half asleep, wallowing in my misery until the early morning peace and quiet was shattered by the strident tones of my polyphonic ringtone.
Scrambling over the previously somnolent form of my honey to reach it before it disturbed everyone else – I was disgusted to hear the off key tones of my brother screaming ‘happy birthday’ down the phone at me.
Crap crap CRAP!
April 26th, 2006I never thought driving a diesel would be so different to a petrol car – or perhaps its the change in make and model that’s the problem – or maybe, just maybe, I’m a crap driver.
Driving
March 22nd, 2006I cannot get clutch control!
It’s starting to feck me right off. But I can’t practice (no car makes it difficult) and by the time I’m starting to get it the lessons over and I have to wait and do it all over again next week.
Thugs, the lot of ‘em.
February 26th, 2006My brother Richard was up yesterday with my cousin Ria, we had a family ‘do’ to attend. The thing is – none of us knew the family members in question.
Felt kind of weird introducing myself to the person who’d invited us all and having him sit there for a couple of seconds mentally trying to place us. We didn’t stay too long though because Richard wanted to go clubbing, which is how come we ended up at some dire club in Bolton – J2 I think it was called.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a door team as crap as the one there. Outright thugs – and not even very effective thugs either – it took four of them to get a bloke and his missus downstairs – I wouldn’t mind but they weren’t even resisting, they were too busy argueing with each other to give the lads any trouble, which didn’t stop one of the door monkeys actually kicking at the bloke to get him downstairs. The thing is, as soon as the guy started shouting at the doorthug to stop kicking – another 5 bouncers piled down the stairs knocking punters left right and centre in their efforts to help rid the club of these 2 patrons.
Religion is NOT an excuse for stupidity
February 11th, 2006Apparantly the latest Anne Summers toy is offensive – I mean REALLY offensive.
To Muslims.
Meh
February 8th, 2006My reading habit is slowing somewhat – I’ve only read 16 books this year – and at least half of those were teen books.
My dvd viewing habits though… *grin* I love amazon, truly I do. now if only I could find some none strenuous work I could do from home to earn the money I need to feed my amazon habit…
*sigh*
blog traffic
January 18th, 2006I’m starting to remember why I stopped using blogexplosion.
My stats are hardly worth looking at due to the hundreds of people skipping through in a mad click frenzy. I only went on there because I got an email about a message – then I thought I’d go check out the people I had blogmarked only to find most of ‘em have either given up blogging completely or moved.
Sadly this means that all my accrued credits seems to have been activated and I’m being paraded in front of people who are too busy looking at the countdown timer to give a stuff about anything else.
um..
December 16th, 2005I’ve been up since about 4am following a fairly disturbing dream.
I woke up completely disoriented, I didn’t know who or where I was because my dream identity still had me in it’s clutches. I nearly died of shock when Stef started snoring because until that point I hadn’t even realised I was sharing the bed – scared the shit out of me it did. Reminded me of who and where I was though.
How a news story develops
December 11th, 2005We’re down visiting the folks in London again and at about 06.05 we’re awoken by a thunder like rumble, the house shaking and the loft entrance flying open.
As you can imagine there’s much shouting back and forth between the rooms as to whats going on, there’s a car alarm going off outside and several of the lights have flicked on in the houses opposite.
I just *love* my gaff, truly.. :0s
December 6th, 2005Ok, since coming home I’m getting used to people hammering on the door in the early hours waiting to come in – the problem is it’s a toss up as to whether the first people we see are the builders or the police.
*sigh* Seems Mr. Jason Boyd has been a naughty boy again. I have no idea what this guy is up to but in the last 3 days we’ve had several different police banging on wanting to take him in – this morning the 2 who so rudely awoke us had a shedload of back up waiting round the corner.
Anyway the plumber is now here so today we are without bathroom facilities until it’s all done – on the plus side we will finally have a shower *grin* I am soooo looking forward to that!
fireworks and fancies
November 9th, 2005Ok, I’m back for a quickie *grin*
I’m just not tired – well, not sleepy tired…
I’ll admit to being a little nervous about thursday, I’m still having trouble with these temporary bridge things, thursday the permanent ones get put in and I’m worried that they’ll hurt too. *sigh* I’m such a wuss when it comes to pain – being on antibiotics for an ulcerated throat doesn’t help *sniff* I’ve done no singing for weeks, talking was even a problem the last couple and I’ve been back on solid food for exactly 2 days – I’m not looking forward to more mush.
On the plus side I’ve lost weight and mum gave me a lovely dress today that would never have fit otherwise.
Dentistry sucks, take ‘em away!
October 28th, 2005Not feeling too clever at the mo.
Was reminded yesterday why I hate going to the dentists. Mainly because I’m still in too much pain to eat anything solid. I have a couple of temporary bridges in and they HURT.
I mean REALLY hurt. I’m not feeling too optimistic about my next visit in 2 weeks to have the proper ones put in, he wasn’t… Well lets just say I’m not filled with confidence, I was kicked out of the room with no information on how to proceed with these things, I have sharp pointy bits of plastic slicing my tongue to bits every time I swallow and… I just got the feeling his assistant wasn’t too impressed with him either.
On the plus side – I was well chuffed that I didn’t cry.
society today..
October 22nd, 2005This depressed me.
I’m only 29 and I can’t even chew steak properly *sniff* as to crusty bread… If I attempted something like that I’d end up bleeding – or at the very least howling in pain.
I should have been Chinese.
I HATE spiders!
October 19th, 2005Had a horror yesterday.
We managed to avoid all the accidents along the M1 and the M62 – the main one we saw looked nasty several HGV’s crushed and battered – obviously nasty because they had the incident van there as well as the usual police and fire services… But awful as it was, that wasn’t my personal horror.
we gotta get out of this place.. really.
October 8th, 2005Another arrest warrant arrived today for Master Hyndman.
Apparantly all my phonecall did was change the colour of the paper used. *sigh* The bailiffs have started arriving as well, gotta love council properties and the people who came before you to them…
history
October 2nd, 2005Ok. There’s definitely a history at this flat.
I just shit myself – figuratively speaking of course. It’s rare anyone uses the doorbell here – but to have it going off at gone 2am on a saturday night/ sunday morning is definitely not the norm.
Made me realise I need to get a chain on the door – especially when I’m alone here.
Gits, the lot of ‘em
October 2nd, 2005Well, it’s official.
I’ve just checked my finances and I’m skint – again.
At the end of October I need to pay my dentist over £300 for badly needed work on my teeth (all cheer, I’m finally getting it sorted) I also have to worry about Christmas and a few other financial commitments.
freephone? i don’t think so.
August 19th, 2005I’m now officially moved in *grin*
Yup – mesa connected to the interweb *happy dancey dancey* just in time too – see what Stef found for me…
misheard lyrics
August 12th, 2005Conversation between me and the bloke this afternoon:
Me: singing along to the commitments album
bills? don’t even THINK about them near me!
July 20th, 2005United utilities can kiss my MOTHER FUCKING ARSE!
I’ve spent all morning attempting to get through to them, I finally get through the automated service for the nth time and instead of waiting till they cut me off again, I request the automated call back service.
So, I get a call back, the lass speaks english with such a broad african accent I’m having difficulty understanding her – she also seems unable to understand a word I’m saying.
I persevere with this for TEN MINUTES, repeating myself every other sentance, she finally says she’s closed the account I’ll get the final bill in 5 days, asks me to hold – then transfers the call.
The next lass has an even stronger accent. She also has to go over everything I’ve just said to the girl before her – 3 times.
She then starts saying she can’t hear me…
So after wasting a good 2 hours (at least) of my life trying to set up a new account and let them know my change of address, they can get fucked. I’m not calling ‘em back unless I have to (which I probably will since I’m betting that first lass didn’t manage to close my account properly)
it’s all a big conspiracy..
July 20th, 2005Brandie’s leaving us *sniff*
Bitch.
Anyhow, I can’t remember if I wrote this uninformed allegation on my blog or whether I only mentioned it when I emailed the above lassie.
I mentioned that the London bombing could’ve been a kind of ‘fundraiser’ (yes, I watched ‘The Long Kiss Goodnight’ recently) something to make us British sheep accept the need for an identity card (something I have very little problem with anyhow as long as it’s done correctly) well my housemate just sent me the link for this
So many suspicious people in the world…
oh the stench!
July 19th, 2005I think I must have an unusually sensitive sense of smell.
Really.
Am I the only person around who understands the importance of personal hygiene? I’ve already mentioned the filthy beast I currently reside with (who by the way is not my fella, how people mistake these things so easily lol To clarify for people like Kitty who mix up my men – Sean is the soon to be ex-housemate, Stef is the love of my life, do keep up people…)
Anyhow – sense of smell. It’s a bit of a bugger for me, surely I am not alone in finding it hard to function when surrounded by a miasma that could have only sprung forth from the bog of eternal stench?!
To the balding early 40′s guy (obviously lacking an olfactory sense) who made my journey here a misery:
Do not sit in front of me on the bus ever again, especially if there happens to be a breeze, because if it’s anything like the journey home today I think I’d be hard pressed not to vomit all over you.
just another day, nothing to see here.
July 13th, 2005Um… I’m famous!
Wowowowowowow
LOL
I’ve been Michele’d *grin* Not only do I feel all special ‘n’ stuff, I’m kinda in shock. Serious – I saw over 50 comments on the counter and thought haloscan was playing up again!
It’s gonna take some going through to look at all you guys *panic* I’m mooooooving I have no time *sob* do you realise how much I have to do…
Michele honey… I don’t know whether to kill or kiss ya right now.
purple is the way people – and bombs mean nowt here
July 8th, 2005Well, Life goes on – and to prove it I have today purchased for myself this delightful new toy.
You see I need it as the likelihood of moving soon is great – that being the case – Sean has far too many dvd’s I need to copy and take with me, I’ve become far too accustomed to his library to lose it!
You know what the best part of it is?
I get to have lilac dvd-r’s to copy ‘em onto.
bombs away
July 8th, 2005I’ve had a day to process the images I first saw this morning. I’ve spoken to friends and sent god knows how many texts today – if nothing else the phone companies are always happy in a crisis.
avoid public transport today if you can
July 7th, 2005That was a bit of a rude awakening.
Text message from Sean at Victoria Station:
Everythings going bugfuck here in the station. What the fuck is happening down in London? I’m getting about 20 different versions of whats happening here…
pan handlers must die. or at the very least earn a whipping..
July 4th, 2005I’ve discoverd that Portland is the same as Manchester in one regard – begging.
I hate beggers – I think everyone hates beggers. There is definite proof that you don’t need to be jobless just because you are homeless – and if you are homeless then your cost of living is WAY lower than mine!
I point you here if you disagree with the Portland dude.
racism or prejudice?
May 27th, 2005I don’t normally talk about anything even remotely resembling politics but a thought struck me today.
I remember a time I was on JSA (unemployment benefit aka ‘the dole’ for any non UK visitors) this is going way back to ’95 when I first moved up to Manchester from that craphole known as Daventry. But back then – it was embarrassing to go into a job centre in order to sign on, part of being unemployed was the desperate search to not be so you could avoid the social stigma it created.
Council beurau-crazy
May 23rd, 2005I went to the housing people today to clear up a few things, the lass behind the counter was abjectly apologetic (always nice) and gave me a complaint form…
home again
May 19th, 2005Going to madrid has proven to be more trouble than it was worth *sigh*
Not only did I have to deal with the whole homesickness/ missing the blokey issues while out there, I got back to a major earbashing off my beloved Gran and mail that brought me to tears.
Scumlord
April 20th, 2005I have come to the conclusion my landlord moonlights as a mule for drug dealers.
My reasoning is that only a vast amount of drugs could explain his behaviour because no-one who has earned enough money to buy a whole street can be this incompetent. I’m thinking the stomach lining has ruptured and he’s finally ingested his cargo…
I have a virtual life, but I love it.
April 13th, 2005I began thinking earlier of just how much time I would have to myself if I gave up the internet.
Now, I know that the time I spend online these days is but a mere fraction of the time I’d spend this time last year, but it is still quite a substantial portion of my life.
karaoke etiquette
March 11th, 2005Ok ok ok, stop with the emails already!!!
I’ve had no net access that’s why I’ve not posted. Aside from about 15 minutes at the tail end of Stef’s library session on tuesday I’ve been netless – it’s awful! (Worse for Stef though, he works from home *grin* That phone company is gonna get it up the arse…) it may take a few hours but I’ll catch up with you all.
Hurrah for pc literate mothers eh?! (even though I’ve been ordered not to stay on here too long…)
dentistry debates
March 5th, 2005Yes I know, it’s another post.
I can’t sleep (again) sue me.
I thought that some of you in the states and any of my fellow Brits may be interested in this little debate as it explains why I still have a false front tooth on a plate (aka denture) only 2 servicable back teeth and several ‘half teeth’ I’m just fortunate that even though my teeth are shite, from the front they look fairly ok.
(Ha! and you all thought I was ‘hot’ it’s a sham, camera trickery *gappy grin*)
Men have it easy!
March 4th, 2005Just been for a quick sqizz here
That’s why I’ve just spent the last 10 minutes attempting to make my right foot fall off.
joy de vivre or some such
March 3rd, 2005Finances, gotta love ‘em.
My sick pay was £66 short this month, I’ve finally managed to get through to someone who can tell me why.
It appears that I was supposed to be informed over 2 weeks ago that I need to start claiming incapacity as they are no longer able to pay me. Great.
So they stopped paying me on the 24th of february but it’s taken me chasing them up about this shortfall to find out, I’ve had no letter, phone call – Nothing – my immediate boss has no clue, he’s the one that chased up the number I needed to call, as far as he is concerned I’m still on the books and they’re due to come out for another home visit soon. Nice organisation there Barclays.
Having a whinge, leave now.
February 4th, 2005Having M.E. sucks great big hairy donkey bollocks.
I do make a conscious effort not to moan about it in general – to anyone. If I’m honest I try really hard not to even think about it.
But I’ve had a long chat about it today and so many things are buzzing around in my mind I need to put it down somewhere, I’ve kinda lost track of my blog being that place the last few days – weeks even, I get so engrossed in the lives of others that I’ve not had to really think about mine, except in a general way.
So today, this is all about me.
I always write on the fly so I hope it doesn’t turn too maudlin even if it is a whinge, but this is in lieu of someone being here to talk with about it all.
I can’t talk to anyone about it really, I get too upset and give up trying to explain myself – even when I think its important.
Never move to Germany!
February 1st, 2005My housemate is back up to his “lets show Vicky some shit that’ll screw with her mind” tricks again.
I’ve just been subjected to hobo porn. Nuff said – it’s SICK!
but that led to another of his weird and wonderful discussions (I’ve currently left Stef talking to him so I can blog, I dunno what they’re on now – quite frankly I’m scared to ask… But it involves much manly chuckling and backslapping) Anyway, the discussion that sent me packing?
Hunter S Thompson
August 15th, 2004It’s been a while since I was in a thinking mood, but then its been a while since I had any time to myself to think, what with work, being ill, talking to people and traveling to various places.
suffice to say, I’ve had an entire evening in which to think.
Life? don’t talk to me about life!
July 30th, 2004s’been a while *sigh*
computer is still playing up, and im generally too tired when i get in to faff about with it so sorry, but infrequent vicky updates are all ya get at the minute. and this one is a whinge so feel free to hit the back button and visit elsewhere till i stick a happy one on here – might happen. doubtful at present, but i might.
housemate must DIE
July 8th, 2004Well.
ive had a pint of brandy and coke. im listening to as many nasty tunes as i can find on my hard drive – current tune being Pitchshifter ’2nd hand’ none of it has helped work myself out of the FOUL mood im in.
I have had a SHIT couple of days at work, the house looks like a squat – for the last 3 nights ive held the faint hope that the none working member of the household may have at least ATTEMPTED to remedy this without me having to whinge… should have known better. i missed my bus and walked halfway home before another came past, got in, the house STANK because of the 4 day old chinese left on the plate in the kitchen. Since the hot tap in the kitchen is FUCKED ive boiled the kettle and started cleaning the shit in there. i have yet to eat anything because in order to do so i need to clean the cutlery left growing mouldy on the randomly stacked plates.
A bouncers lot is not a happy one
March 7th, 2004GRrrrrrrrrrr…
being a little girl in security is not fun sometimes…
our lil oz friend had been doing sidestage for most of the night with no problems – now he’s only a couple of inches taller than i am but no one queries his ability to chuck a guy out.
The problem only started when I take over to let him have his break – this wide no-neck type decides he wants to make a break for the stage – he dives over the table, I manage to grab him and he sprawls across the floor..
People are people.
February 6th, 2004John Martyn, basically a rather good example of how even the most messed up of people can be a creative genious (listening to the ‘solid air’ album again on the ol’ chill playlist) i dont think i shall ever get to the stage of not liking his stuff.