Righty then. Right righty then. Clearly, I'm rubbish at updating this thing. A quick summing up is in order, perhaps:
1 Went to a party/gig thing thrown by some of Marty's really old mates (not that they were really old, just that he's known them a long time). Despite being initially very worried about the whole thing (what if everyone hates me?!) I had a really good time. Got very drunk at one point and was much too fascinated with someone's ice-making machine (ice flying across the kitchen).
2 Put my christmas window in at work. It was a lot of work; I painted a big polar bear (reading Northern Lights, obviously) and some little snow bunnies to sit around him, looking excitedly at books. All the windows went in on Halloween night, which was a bit rubbish in itself, as I could see all the people heading off for their halloween parties dressed as vampires, witches, serial killers and chavs. And I was stuck in a window with a load of crepe paper and a staple gun. Hmmm. Anyway, I have no idea what it looks like as I left as soon as was humanly possible and ran for the bus, and completely forgot to look at the thing from the outside. I suppose I'll see it (and realise it's all in the wrong place) tomorrow when I go back to work.
3 Exciting creative things are afoot with the out of spaced film (of doom). As some of you may know, it's kind of Highlander slashed with the Office, and because my man wrote it, it's really bloody funny. Although I did initially intend to be in it, I couldn't think of what I could possibly do, and then I heard my voice on a little bit of film Rob recorded at the pub, and I immediately decided that no one must ever be inflicted with my noise again. Unless, you know, I'm actually talking to them in real life, or something. Um. Sooo, now I think I'm making a non-speaking cameo in Marty's video diary portion possibly. Perhaps I shall be looking at him with a long-suffering expression over my comic as he flings his big sword about. Or I do quite like the idea of walking about in the background while he does stuff, wearing a completely improbable costume.
4 I have a new haircut. It's a choppy bob. I think I quite like it, although it is sticking up all over the place. Marty seems very keen. He keeps touching it. The next stage is to dye it purple.
5 Um. My boyfriend has a really big willy.
6 I can make fried eggs.
Also, the other reason I'm finally updating this (besides boredom and guilt) is that it is November, and therefore Nanowrimo is upon us. Marty has signed up of course, with him being really talented and everything, and I'm excited about seeing his book develop (ooer). I don't think there's any way I could manage a whole novel nowadays (unless it was some desperately obvious Mary Sue) so I have decided, since I love the idea of having to do everything in a month, regardless of the quality, I shall participating in my own version. I will have November to do it, and given what I'm good at, it will be a comic/picture book type thing (the groovy phrase for it is "sequential art"). I have a title already, The Sinister Bend, and I will posting updates here I think, as stuff happens. If it does.
And I shut up now. :D
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| Date: | 2005-10-05 22:44 |
| Subject: | Movies! |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  cynical |
Senny in The Senny Outing | In a world of light panels and bite-sized gadgetry, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) senny (Janeane Garofalo) receives a cryptic text message containing an encrypted algorithm. Janeane Garofalo was born to play this role. marty (Jerry Stiller) tries to track down jeb (Martin Lawrence), hoping that he will hold the solution to their problems. Ingeniously cobbled together from parts within reach, this film is a triumph of incredibility. | | |
Ooooo. The Senny Outing? Am I being outed?
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| Date: | 2005-10-03 21:27 |
| Subject: | no farty biskwee |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  chipper | | Music: | Hollyoaks, gawd help us |
Time for an update? Very probably. Do I have the time and energy to type without collapsing and dribbling all over the keyboard? Nope.... Ew. Dribbly keyboard.
Well, work is still work, involving books and things, and home is still fantastic. Coming home, making dinner and then falling asleep snuggled on the sofa with my bloke is obviously the key to all happiness, or something.
Had a big family wedding on Saturday, and poor Marty had to do the meeting the family thing, except it was all the family at once, which, with my family, is quite a lot of people. Loud, generally tall, drunk, boisterous people. No wonder he was nervous. He coped brilliantly of course, even with me dancing to YMCA later in the evening, and with me looking like a berk in a skirt and everything.
Anyway. I like weddings, so I shall be encouraging my other family members to get married soon. I reckon I can get at least two more out of them.
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| Date: | 2005-09-27 22:21 |
| Subject: | ow |
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Well that's cheerful.
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| Date: | 2005-09-20 13:22 |
| Subject: | Senartyparty |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | relaxed |
I like this picture, we all look happy and silly. Also, Marty looks like he is summoning some kind of divine light...
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I be forgettin it be talk like a pirate day, arrrrr. So let's all drink some rum, arrrrrrrr!
Alright, that's about as much as I can cope with of that. We had our flatwarming at the weekend, had a fantastic time with a load of mates, had a massive hangover the next day, and amazingly, nothing got spilt on or broken! :D
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| Date: | 2005-09-11 22:45 |
| Subject: | ideal homes |
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| Mood: |  sleepy |
Us in our flat, all happy like.
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Here we are. I'm sitting at our dinner table, typing this to you, while Marty sits on a bean bag getting more and more annoyed with his inability to crack a walnut (he's playing Silent Hill 3). And we're in our own flat! Our OWN place! Like, living together, and stuff. I know some of you will have caught tiny updates from us in various places, but in all the hullabaloo I seem to have completely forgotten about this place. And of course, I'm too tired and it's too late for me to do a long update now.
But, the basic news is this; we've been here about 3 weeks now, and we love it. It is an enormous relief and source of wellbeing to know that I can come home to Marty every day, and even if I've had a total shitter of a day, things will be okay because my bloke is there. :) Also, for me personally I feel like I've made a huge leap in terms of "living my life properly now, and doing stuff how I want to". I'm aware that that doesn't really make sense, but I know what I mean. Sort of. Or something. ;)
Now we're looking forward to planning our flat warming party. :) I haven't been the host of a party since I was about 7 years old, so I may insist on jelly, hiding under the table and throwing up down my party dress. I hope some of you can make it.
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Gawds, I've been rubbish about updating this recently. It turns out working full-time leaves me with bugger all time to do anything, except eat and sleep if I'm lucky. So anyway, I think I should do a list of things I need to mention so you can all be fully caught up:
1) The Harry Potter launch went off rather well. Gloria and I ran around hanging up our banners and posters and brooms when I got there at about 6pm, but pretty soon I got sent over the Cutty Sark to help out over there. It was far too hot to be wearing witchy clothes, and especially a witch's hat, but it was well worth it for the surreal pleasure of wandering the top deck of a clipper ship at night with a tray of chocolate-dipped strawberries dressed as a witch. The kids all seemed to enjoy themselves, there was a lot of running around zapping each other with wands and a few clever buggers asking for potions at the drinks table. At midnight, me and a few other staff members in costume got some candle-lit lanterns and led everyone off the ship towards the shop, wherein we had the countdown (and I had to threaten a few muggles with a zapping who were trying to look under the sheets at the books). The next hour was a blur really, just throwing books at people and grabbing money. All in all, what could have been a massive bollock-up went really, really well.
2) I saw Marty in a suit! Alright, that's probably not the most exciting thing to update you lot on, but I certainly enjoyed it.
3) We're going to have our own place! :D It still hasn't sunk in yet, and I'm worried about jinxing the whole thing, but I'm going with Marty to see it tonight. Marty saw it on sunday while I was at work and I think he fell in love with it a bit; it does sound perfect for us. I'm still sort of amazed that it could all be sorted out this quickly, as we've only been looking for a little while (talking about it for ages)but it does appear that we've found the right place for us. Meep! I could be waking up with my bloke every day very soon. :D We'll be skint, but I couldn't give a monkey's.
4) Er, there must be other stuff. Um. Ella's getting bigger and extrememly cute, I'm getting proper protective baggies to keep my graphic novels in at work (and we're the fourth best with graphic novels in the group, apparently), I'm about 230 pages into Harry Potter and it's great, like visiting old friends, Jenni and I watched a film about transforming raccoons with enormous transforming testicles, and Sin City was really bloody good fun.
Well, that's it for now. Hopefully my next update will be all about moving out. :)
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I don't really know how to write about what's happened today, how to sum it up or express what I'm feeling. I'm deeply angry, angry that anyone would dare attack our beautiful city. And I'm tremendously sad; much has been lost today. But I am also very proud of London's people, who have coped admirably and with immense bravery. It takes more than this to fuck us over, faceless cowards.
I'm also incredibly thankful that everyone I know is alright. Not all Londoners have been so lucky today.
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| Date: | 2005-06-10 00:07 |
| Subject: | Oooo eck! *Penfold* |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  lonely | | Music: | Going Fetal, the Eels |
I'm only really doing an entry because I am bored, and not because I have the energy for it, or anything interesting to say, so don't blame me if it's rubbish, okay?
I saw Ella again on Tuesday, and got to cuddle her this time too. Luckily she had just been fed and didn't do that instant crying thing that babies normally do when confronted with me. Mainly she slept, and gurgled, made odd purring noises and weird faces. It was great to watch, as if she was trying them out: here's grumpy, then angry, then gleeful, then confused, then Yoda...She opened her eyes a few times, and gave me a look of deepest suspicion. Which is fair enough really, I suppose I was the wrong colour blurry blob to be her mum. She really is quite lovely.
I haven't been able to stay over Marty's this week because Mum's on holiday (I phoned her today, she was in the slots, big surprise) and I have to be here of a night to look after the cat. However, since I was up town anyway, we met up for a drink Tuesday night. It turned out to be a rather lovely and strangely romantical evening, as we went back to the pub where we first met. It was odd sitting there where we sat before, all nervous and pooing ourselves and talking about carbonite, when now we were talking about moving in together and how exciting it all was. We also walked past the location of our first kiss..le sigh. :D
Marty's gone to bed now, there's nowt on tele, I guess I'll go to bed myself.
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It was a grey and overcast day...
Anyway, I think you all know by now, but I'm an Aunty! Yep, Aunty Sen. I have a little niece, she's very little, sleepy-looking and cute, from what I've seen. My brother and sister-in-law are coping like troopers, and when I've spoken to them they've sounded tired but deeply mellow. I think they're having the time of their lives. What an extraordinary thing it is; here is a whole new person, totally fresh to the world, made by them! It's an amazing process. Of course, as soon as I see a toddler storming around work shouting "BUT MUMMY I WANT IT" I stop feeling broody. Still, it's nice to know I'm not totally dead inside. I've bought Ella (lovely name, isn't it?) a little glove puppet book thingy (it's called Lily Kitten) and a copy of The Wolves in the Walls for when she's a little older. Well, a lot older. I'm keen to expose her to the good stuff as soon as possible. Now I want to buy her a cuddly toy. :D What a weird feeling it is; I'm buying baby stuff!
I am so busy currently. Today feels like the first day in ages I've not had to be somewhere, or been on my way to something. And still I have much to do! Trying to figure out when to do stuff, I realise I have about one free day a week. This seems crazy, but I can't see a way round it. Marty's coming to me this weekend (whoo!), Mum's going on holiday, I'm seeing Ella next week, work stuff, watching anime with Jenni, looking after the cat, going to the Globe, Marty's meeting Paul...I just hope I remember to do it all.
I'm very happy in myself of course; had what was practically a week round Marty's, there was much wine and laughter and nortyness. I remember particularly being in hysterical giggles because Sapphire flew up her own nose. Sapphire and Steel; that's weird, isn't it? But good fun. Kind of sad that I can't think of anything currently on tele that forces you to think that much, unless it's repeats of Twin Peaks. And I'm fascinated by Joanna Lumley's hair. And Illya whatshisface's. He looks like he's fighting for the Rebel Alliance. Great stuff.
Good luck today to two very dear friends of mine, Erin and Blake. They're meeting each other for the first time today, and I'm very excited and nervous for them. Remembering how I felt on the 1st of January this year; full of butterflies and hope. I'll never forget that evening, and I'm sure Erin and Blake will never forget today.
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Aaah, feeling much better today. That's entirely down to my man of course, who gave me a huge cuddle when he got to the pub, and continued to kiss and cuddle me all evening. I really don't think anything makes me happier than that. I have a tummy ache currently, and I'm quite sleepy, but I had a brilliant time last night so I'm existing in a little bubble of glee.
My sister-in-law went into labour yesterday! Well, technically, she started the day before, but it slowed down and started again last night. Gawd, what a long time to be doing all that work. So now I'm waiting for a phone call to tell me I'm an Auntie Sen; how very strange it all is.
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I've been willing the baby to turn up today, because the 19th is my birthday date, and then we'd share numbers, and stuff. Also, it's Star Wars day, and it would seem appropriate. No news so far though, which I'm sure is driving Mum bonkers; she absolutely can't wait to be a nanny. Most conversations with her these days go along the lines of "Have they phoned yet? Any news? Have you checked if they've phoned? Any messages? How are you sure they haven't phoned?"
I feel quite rubbish at the moment. As usual I'm sitting around thinking "oh everything is bad, I feel down, what is it that's going wrong?". And then eventually I look at the calendar and figure out the date and say "Oh." It's amazing that I've had this every month for the whole of my adult life (worse when I'm on the pill) and I'm still confused about how it can make me feel sad. You'd think I'd expect it! I need to feel ridiculously loved I think, with plenty of snuggles, which hopefully I'll get when I meet my man later.
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Oops. I haven't updated this thing for ages! I'm sure no one is too bothered, but it simply comes down to busyness and my complete lack of time management. Since it would take forever to catch up on everything, I'll stick down some summaries. Hurrah!
Pottakars: Work! So much work! Everything has gone Harry Potter bonkers at work, and hence I've been drafted to do a lot of the arts and crafty stuff. This has been quite fun if rather hard; I basically had to create a giant version of the Marauder's Map from scratch last week, and then make a Pensieve from cardboard yesterday. It all been a bit slap-dash (from me anyway, Gloria has worked wonders) but the general effect in the Harry Potter window is quite cool. My favourite moment has been sitting in there with a witch's hat on, and making a group of school children jump because they thought I was a manniquin. Ha!
The Guide: The film was rubbish then. I don't like to point out how right I was, but, helloooooo, look at how right I was! I've been too disgusted to write a proper review of it, and Marty's had to put up with quite a lot of ranting from me on the the billions of problems with it, but I suppose it can all be summed up by two statements; it wasn't funny, and it wasn't a good film, let alone a good version of the Guide. The two biggest laughs we got from it were when I drank my coke too quickly and burped during a tender moment (a tender moment in Hitch Hiker's? Urgh) and when Marty pretended to have his head blown off by someone sneezing behind us. I think I may resent Martin Freeman forever for this. The gurning git. You should not want to punch Arthur Dent in the face. The one thing I will concede is that Mos Deff did not do a bad job with the rubbish he was given. He, and of course Bill Nighy, were the highlights.
Sick: I am sick! Caught from Marty, my own fault of course (shouldn't have snogged him quite so much) and I feel awful, sicker than I've felt in ages. I still dragged myself to work yesterday, despite feeling and looking like death warmed up, all because of my loyalty to the shop. Well, Gloria. There was so much to do and it was our last day in the window you see. But by the time I was making my way home (ro the pub) I felt that if I had to swallow one more time I'd pass out or throw up. Urgh. I still feel rough today, (especially this morning when I had a mucus interface I'd rather not think about), which makes me sad because I'm here, round my man's house, ready for rudeness and I feel like a big bag of puke. Not very sexy at all.
Baby: My niece or nephew was due yesterday! So now I am on constant baby alert. :D Although Mum tells me that I'm not allowed to see Bump (which I still think is the name they should stick with) when I have a cold. Bums.
Hmm, that's all I can think of for now. I could add some more about a filing cabinet, but that would be rood. ;)
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| Date: | 2005-04-23 22:45 |
| Subject: | Jeb the Ewok |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: | content | | Music: | Half watching Have I Got News For You |
Awww, my lovely man is all asleepin. Bless him, we've had a long day and he's all tired out, and I'm half asleep myself. There is such a tremendous feeling of contentment here; just being with him, making sure he's comfy, and feeling a part of his space. I'm very happy here, and I don't want this to end. Pleasethankyou.
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| Date: | 2005-04-21 16:09 |
| Subject: | One Mippa Pippy |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  thoughtful | | Music: | Finley Quay, Sunday Shining |
Right then. Meeting the parents happened, and...I survived! As it turned out, Marty's mum and dad were totally lovely and friendly and good and bought wine with them, so, phew. They also bought about a ton of food, and hence, I spent the weekend very very full up indeed. No wonder the nurse said I'd put some weight on today. Marty's actual birthday was a rather relaxed affair, what with all the food and wine, it was somewhat necessary to rest up a bit. I'm hoping he liked his birthday presents anyway, as I was worried I'd overdone the geekiness with the film cell and such.
(Heard many amusing stories of the young Marty, the amusement of which was increased by Marty saying "Awwwww Muuuuuuum!" every now and then.)
As for the Anything Else fiasco, anyone from dt.net reading this will know what I'm talking about, so I won't rehash that load of old wank again. Tyler has made it clear in the past that he wants AE gone, and this is just his final move. I do wonder where he thinks continued donations to the site will be coming from, when most of the people who donate are AE regulars. As I mentioned elsewhere here, I lost any respect I might have had for the bloke when he ignored the various members complaining about The Road Virus. I mean, how many people have to complain about one member before something is done about it?! Apparently it doesn't matter how much one person abuses his power if he can cough up some dough.
All this is, for me I suppose, the final straw. Using money given to you for one purpose for another, persistently lying and ignoring people, and now refusing to take fanart down. Really, that pisses me off more than anything. Copyright of that work, even if Tyler had paid for it, belongs to Jamie, unless he specifically signs something saying otherwise. Keeping hold of it out of spite is fucking low.
So I won't be there anymore. I'll hang on to the end, to see what happens of course; I can't miss the final episode of this soap! :D But then I'll be off, and it's no great loss to me. I've got the details of all my mates there, and I've got my Marty. Everything's dolly rocket!
TO THE PUB!
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I love it!
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| Date: | 2005-04-11 23:27 |
| Subject: | Coolness |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  bouncy |
This is me if I had a big sword, you see.
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| Date: | 2005-04-11 21:41 |
| Subject: | The Sentinel |
| Security: | Public |
| Mood: |  busy | | Music: | Tenacious D, The Road |
Want this costume!
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