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today (reborn)
bank holiday weekend
The bank holiday – it has came
and it has went.
I can’t really remember if it
was a good experience though or not…
Saturday was mildly damp but
we rose above this and had an awesome trip to Ely… walked along the river,
bought pick and mix in Woolworths, had a lovely pub lunch and generally
recreated scenes from I’m A Celebrity in the back seat of my car… urr not THOSE
scenes… eating weird insect scenes…! I have a video somewhere to prove it! The
evening offered up cheesecake making, a trip to Portugal Place and a (sorta) surprise meeting
with Benj… good chilling.
Sunday was of course church,
then church picnic (about time the weather allowed it!) plus a chance to drop
by on the engineers and see how they’re getting on (generally ok). Fiona’s mum
was visiting and it was nice to chat with her and draw superhero
interpretations of our housemates… as you do! The evening meant a trip to the
cinema to see X:Men 3 and what a film it was… I absolutely loved it and it was
nice to hang out at a bar afterwards.
Monday was the dubious day in
the set… perhaps confused by the whole bank holidayness of it all I awake at
about half 8 and promptly got up, dressed and breakfasted. I then spent most of
the next 12 hours sitting on the sofa watching DVDs whilst working on the
Summer Blast flyers I’m doing that are long overdue. Vicky came round and I
stopped briefly to go to co-op and then make cornflake cakes… but otherwise my
drive was unstoppable. I watched 2 episodes of Ally McBeal, 9 of Lost (!!) and
3 of American Dad… That’s about 10 hours of tellevisual joy. Gosh… it’s lucky I
had Summer Blast flyers to be doing really – but what a fun way to spend the
day! Correspondingly by the evening I was sucked of all joy and retired to my
room to listen to some Natalie, lol.
Anyways…. the joy of bank
holidayness is still not over, for not only does it give you a longer weekend
it also gives you a shorter week, which is something I’m only just embracing
today…
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dr dr i think i'm seeing double
today i have so far seen 4 doctors
dr joe, who lives on my couch and makes me laugh,
dr connan, who is my doctor and prescribes me drugs, creams and pizza (and today had a look at my slightly infected big toe),
dr nigel oakley, who pays my sallery, and...
dr susanna baier-allen, who works opposite me and is recovering from flu
this is a lot of doctors in one day, and i am hoping to make it through the afternoon without seeing any additional ones! luckily last night i got an earlyish night which was truly lovely so i woke up fresh and ready to face a doctor packed day.
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hull on earth
monday's workign day ended at three pm... this was good... and after boshing out(tm) a desperate housewives episode i jumped into my car and headed off up north.
instantly there was pain... i'd left about ten minutes behind schedule but this was dramatically worsened by the thirty minute queue to get onto the Afourteen and ominous warnings about the Aone over the radio (I really really hate being late for meeting people... i think this is fundamentally cos i see being late as undervaluing the person you are late for). thankfully the Mone was still a viable option and until they put speed cameras on every corner they can't stop me travelling at one hundred mph if im motivated enough.
of course this is wrong, but it meant that i was only moderately late for my timed arrival in chesterfield to see benj... so it did allow me to sleep at night (well more on that later). anyway, we ate at a bogof pub and as i was on business i was able to pay for both, which was nice. it was also really good just to see and chat with benj... and quite deep chat... i do miss the earlier days in our friendship when this might have been an every day occurence... of course time and situations has changed that a little... but it was good.
by tenish i was off on my way to hull, which was easy to find... but getting to the hotel i was staying out was a different story... see it seems that its fairly hard to navigate and drive at the same time, that the hotel supplied directions were awful and that the council's decision to dig up the entire city centre and divert traffic in all directions was in advisable. i guess it took me about an hour and three askings of people (until someone finally showed me a map, at which time my mind instantly grasped the route to take) to navigate to something that was within about a mile of me all this time... this caused much pain and swearing... and flashbacks to similar events in southampton some months before
sadly, despite my clear conscious, i didn't sleep at all well... didn't get to bed til gone 1 and was constantly awaking up throughout the night... i should have worn an actiwatch... i was partly troubled that i wouldnt find the hospital i was going to the following morning... by seven my body refused point blank to sleep so i abandoned all hope and had a very tired bath.
the work i did today was a training session in a hospital... it was quite hard cos i was faced by a consultant with lots of questions of clinical interpretation of actiwatch data... about which i know not that much... but doctors and nurses are generally nice so it was ok... most of the pain came from finding a parking space
the drive home was long and boring (though the humber bridge is the nicest thing about hull) and i sorely wished that i had a hands free for my phone as i wanted to ring people, such as my parents, oh well. on radio one they played some eurovision songs from this years cd which i found exciting... and quirky
then there was tennis... which i was too tired for... and dancing which was nice... and then dinner... and the end of kill bill... and chatting... and blogging as john and naomi have painfully over analytical philisophical conversations... they should spend more time choreographing dance routines in their heads
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beautiful disaster
for some reason i've had a pretty lousy week... a general fog of dispair has clouded my days and given everything a grey-tinted hue... even the most trivial of annoyances has been enough to make me want to scamper back to my room and hide where its safe, and lonely.
egged on with a fresh taste of joy from watching (the hideously brilliantly bad) camp with suzy and co i approached sunday with mixed feelings of over shadowed optimism.
as it happens the day panned out quite well... went to church in the morning (which was a tad stressful because i was helping with the kids and organising three events... but hey i love a challenge, and who doesn't like to be busy?), had a relaxing lunch in the Regal, caught up with some friends (though at this point a few pangs of dispair did edge in) and then had a good chat on my way back home.
the evening was something else, something beautiful
city life football club had reached the final of the churches cup and accordingly 60 odd of us gathered in the stands to chear them on whilst they did their very best. the football was scrappy and end to end at times but beautiful and crafted at others and the game was certainly not short of events.
we had an early goal dissallowed but scored later, through a much deserved penalty, to take the lead. it wasn't too long though before they'd equalised and things really started to heat up. a brief outbreak of on the pitch fighting and a caution from the ref to one of the fans added to the tense atmosphere.
in the end even extra time couldn't seperate and our fabulous boys had their fate decided through penalties. unbelievably cruely our goalie saved one but was dissalowed for being off his line, something which didn't seem to bother their man too much. needless to say (we're english huh?) we lost painfully and unwatchably in this cruel cruel way... but our boys walked off champions of our hearts.
and what hearts they were! their team support wasn't exactly lacking so much as mute.... there must have been 40 odd of them there but for the most part they stood in near silence... where as we led from the front and belted out non stop football anthems, cheered our lads on and generally revelled in the incredibly purple atmosphere of it all.
it was wonderful, and good to know that even though they didn't walk off with a cup the lads could walk off having had their names chanted by a rowdy bunch of christians
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Today...
...I finally
admitted that my life isn't generally interesting enough to deserve a
daily web update and as such this 'category' on my blog is doomed to
fail; in the words of Shayne Ward:
"I'm not here to
say I'm sowry, I'm not here to lie to you, I'm here to say I'm ready -
that I've finally thought it through. I'm not here to let your love go,
I'm not giving up, oh no, I'm here to win your heart and soul - that's
my goal"
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Today...
...hasn't really been happening recently eh?
Oh well... after the joys of my exam and work I had 'sarky steve' round for dinner and then went with a bunch of friends from church to hang out with some over worked (and underpayed) mums who are muchly muchly nice.
This evenin, if I can be bothered, I will cycle to the Ford garage and have a look at Fiestas... then I'm off to a curry which has cunningly been booked at a restaurant absolutely miles away with far more people than I ever initially anticipated when I suggested it to Liamm... hmmm...
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Today...
...dragged a little at work, in fact not a lot happened in the office all day. Though Margaret was most particular in showing every visitor we got the little animation clip one of her sons had made at the weekend.
The evening however meant FITZMAS DINNER!! though technically it was already Foxing Day... dinner was nice, and was good to see the engineers - though Jimmy & Ann had to go sit elsewhere (but they got to meet the Master who's apparently quite nice but a little shy!). People had lots to drink and urm, lots of groping ensued... they're a strange bunch really! Carried Ann home in a cardboard box... as you do.
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