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December 28th, 2008
December 27th, 2008
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The short version of today is: I took the XBOX back. Hilarity ensues.
The version of today is I took the XBOX back and I had help.
This help is about five six in his bare feet, mid-length brown hair and calls me Mum. This help is about to die.
The version of today is I took the XBOX back and I had help.
This help is about five six in his bare feet, mid-length brown hair and calls me Mum. This help is about to die.
December 26th, 2008
December 25th, 2008
: Merry Fucking Christmas
Well, Barry behaved fine.
Dinner was quiet and nobody bothered to get out the table and haul the bloody thing into the living room, we just had Christmas dinner in the kitchen.
Mum really like her craft papers made from saris.
Everybody liked their presents and Stewart was very happy to have got a DAB radio as well. (He didn't know about it, so it was a surprise.) He got it tuned and working within seconds, as opposed to me who could just about turn it on last night - in my defence I was shattered waiting for him to go to sleep. I really could have done without going to bed at five, because he wouldn't bloody sleep.
I also got him a skateboard and came in this morning to the bizarre sight of my son doing tricks in the living room, clad only in a pair of boxers and a big grin.
Barry got im a game for the XBOX. You can see where this is going, can't you?
Past couple of days, it's been freezing and bricking and refusing to play preowned games. Now it's ringing the games and ringed the brand new game that Barry got him.
I've packed it up and I'm taking it back and swapping it for a PS3.
I'm so fuckin angry. It's fucked up the bairn's Christmas - he was really happy skippy when he got it and now it's gubbed in every sense of the word.
No tae mention I skinned mysel buyin that damn hing.
I don't imagine I'll have any problem with returning it, but that's not the point.
He got other
Well, Barry behaved fine.
Dinner was quiet and nobody bothered to get out the table and haul the bloody thing into the living room, we just had Christmas dinner in the kitchen.
Mum really like her craft papers made from saris.
Everybody liked their presents and Stewart was very happy to have got a DAB radio as well. (He didn't know about it, so it was a surprise.) He got it tuned and working within seconds, as opposed to me who could just about turn it on last night - in my defence I was shattered waiting for him to go to sleep. I really could have done without going to bed at five, because he wouldn't bloody sleep.
I also got him a skateboard and came in this morning to the bizarre sight of my son doing tricks in the living room, clad only in a pair of boxers and a big grin.
Barry got im a game for the XBOX. You can see where this is going, can't you?
Past couple of days, it's been freezing and bricking and refusing to play preowned games. Now it's ringing the games and ringed the brand new game that Barry got him.
I've packed it up and I'm taking it back and swapping it for a PS3.
I'm so fuckin angry. It's fucked up the bairn's Christmas - he was really happy skippy when he got it and now it's gubbed in every sense of the word.
No tae mention I skinned mysel buyin that damn hing.
I don't imagine I'll have any problem with returning it, but that's not the point.
He got other
:
Merry Christmas!!
Apparently, a Filipino channel is going to film Twilight as a TV series.
Someone at F_W wished that Bollywood would jump on the train.
It would be beautiful. It'd probably be something like this
Apparently, a Filipino channel is going to film Twilight as a TV series.
Someone at F_W wished that Bollywood would jump on the train.
It would be beautiful. It'd probably be something like this
December 24th, 2008
:
Dear XBOX
You piss me off, you're going back to the shop. I've found the reciept. I've put it in a safe so safe I can't remember where, even though it was only ten minutes ago place
And I'll change you for a PS3
Bite me
Astrothsknot
So Barry phoned all hurt today, having Mum just told him that the reason I wasn't coming over at lunchtime was because I'm sick of his constant running me down. He does it to everyone, but there's a limit, y'know?
"Butit's a social experimentthat's just what I'm like," he says.
"Well, your sister disnae see it like that," says my Mum. "She's had enough."
So, he threatened to come down and see me tomorrow, offering to pick up Stewart and run him up to Mum's for lunch. He's just got to give me his present in person.
I had feined illness, not so much of a lie at this moment, but not confining me to bed the way I'm making out, because I didn't know that Mum had told him the truth - if I had, then I'd have been straight with him.
So I'm going to lunch tomorrow. Godspit and shit.
You piss me off, you're going back to the shop. I've found the reciept. I've put it in a safe
And I'll change you for a PS3
Bite me
Astrothsknot
So Barry phoned all hurt today, having Mum just told him that the reason I wasn't coming over at lunchtime was because I'm sick of his constant running me down. He does it to everyone, but there's a limit, y'know?
"But
"Well, your sister disnae see it like that," says my Mum. "She's had enough."
So, he threatened to come down and see me tomorrow, offering to pick up Stewart and run him up to Mum's for lunch. He's just got to give me his present in person.
I had feined illness, not so much of a lie at this moment, but not confining me to bed the way I'm making out, because I didn't know that Mum had told him the truth - if I had, then I'd have been straight with him.
So I'm going to lunch tomorrow. Godspit and shit.
:
And now there's some Aussie actors doing an Adventure Race - one of them is the presenter of Dancing with the Stars and City Homicide and the other one looks awfully familiar. I think he's on Neighbours.
Now one of their team has broke his leg after hitting one of the support cars on his bike.
Damn, The Bill was good tonight.
Now one of their team has broke his leg after hitting one of the support cars on his bike.
Damn, The Bill was good tonight.
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And now they've done a handstand pyramid thing and the third chick was on top doing a handstand and turned three-sixty on top.
: Wheeeee!!!
So, I'm watching the World Acrobatics Championships and trying to figure out the difference between that and gymnastics?
So far all I'm seeing is more variety. That and it's all circus acts. Personally, I think giving Olympic medals to circus acts would be awesome.
Medals for clowns.
Damn, that Russian chick is balancing on the first chick and supporting a third chick on her legs.
So, I'm watching the World Acrobatics Championships and trying to figure out the difference between that and gymnastics?
So far all I'm seeing is more variety. That and it's all circus acts. Personally, I think giving Olympic medals to circus acts would be awesome.
Medals for clowns.
Damn, that Russian chick is balancing on the first chick and supporting a third chick on her legs.
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Some jiggery-pokery in the living room and I've managed 20 minutes of pilates. I'm coughing like a smoker, but baby steps.
December 23rd, 2008
:
Godamn tree. There's no bloody room in my living room with it up. How the hell am I supposed to start my pilates again?
Be glad when the last of the lurgy goes. My head is ringing with all the coughing.
I don't know what it is about holidays, but Stewart gets very clingy. I go to wash the dishes or shave my legs and he will follow and whine at me until I see something on the XBOX or whatever. And trying to get him to bed? He's out of his room forty times in two hours before he finally goes off.
Teenagers are worse than toddlers.
I gave up trying to go on my trampette. Try again tomorrow, though tomorrow, it looks like I'll be having a walk because there was a card I forget to post to my uncle. Oh, well.
It'll be hard exercising again. I've put on weight - not a lot everyhting fits - lost tone, especially in my stomach and seeing as I'm still coughing, I'm still not right, but i think it will be good for my soul to start again.
But I'll have to take it easy and get my condition back and that will take a month. I'm not good at taking it easy, because it's never easy to do something you enjoy in moderation.
But taking heart, Christmas is nearly over and I have only two more htings to do - post my remaing cards and sort out the presents to the right people - cash in a card.
Then I wait for my savings to hit the right level and spend those fuckers on my long delayed spree. Seriously, I haven't spent my birthday money, last years' Christmas money and the money I got as a present from my uncle when Barry got hitched. It's fucking killing me, not to indulge.
I feel like Thomas, until he openned his hairdressers. I've had little sips here and when I've seen the odd film I want going for a fiver in Asda and I bought Primeaval, The Fixer and S1 Secret Diary when they were going cheap and I needed a purchase to bump up Stewart's present over the fifteen quid Amazon used to take for to get it posted free, but that's nothing when three times a year I'd spend $300 on Amazon.
But now I want to spend and treat myself and buy me my pretties.
Be glad when the last of the lurgy goes. My head is ringing with all the coughing.
I don't know what it is about holidays, but Stewart gets very clingy. I go to wash the dishes or shave my legs and he will follow and whine at me until I see something on the XBOX or whatever. And trying to get him to bed? He's out of his room forty times in two hours before he finally goes off.
Teenagers are worse than toddlers.
I gave up trying to go on my trampette. Try again tomorrow, though tomorrow, it looks like I'll be having a walk because there was a card I forget to post to my uncle. Oh, well.
It'll be hard exercising again. I've put on weight - not a lot everyhting fits - lost tone, especially in my stomach and seeing as I'm still coughing, I'm still not right, but i think it will be good for my soul to start again.
But I'll have to take it easy and get my condition back and that will take a month. I'm not good at taking it easy, because it's never easy to do something you enjoy in moderation.
But taking heart, Christmas is nearly over and I have only two more htings to do - post my remaing cards and sort out the presents to the right people - cash in a card.
Then I wait for my savings to hit the right level and spend those fuckers on my long delayed spree. Seriously, I haven't spent my birthday money, last years' Christmas money and the money I got as a present from my uncle when Barry got hitched. It's fucking killing me, not to indulge.
I feel like Thomas, until he openned his hairdressers. I've had little sips here and when I've seen the odd film I want going for a fiver in Asda and I bought Primeaval, The Fixer and S1 Secret Diary when they were going cheap and I needed a purchase to bump up Stewart's present over the fifteen quid Amazon used to take for to get it posted free, but that's nothing when three times a year I'd spend $300 on Amazon.
But now I want to spend and treat myself and buy me my pretties.
December 22nd, 2008
: I have PMS and can therefore legally kill you
FOX is apparently making a Sex in the City/Werewolf thing called Bitches about women whose time of the month is positively beastly.
It'll be fucking awful or fucking awesome.
FOX is apparently making a Sex in the City/Werewolf thing called Bitches about women whose time of the month is positively beastly.
It'll be fucking awful or fucking awesome.
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Today I have achieved
All my bills paid or arranged - seriously, what utility sends the bills out in December? That's what January's for.
All my cards sent out - ummm, Happy New Year?
This is the first day where I haven't felt tired and wanted my bed.
I made the bank and got all the cheques in
I got my vitamins and my Yule Log - my contribution to Christmas Dinner
I got a wee pressie for Mum
I got my house sort of tidy - it wasn't that messy, but I like to keep it better than it was
MY TRAMPETTE HAS BEEN FIXED!!! It's been driving me nuts that I couldn't easily exercise and I find the trampette really convenient. I don't need a lot of space and I can put somehting on the PC or telly, unlike all the other home gym stuff I use. They're find when it's just me, but come the holidays or the weekend and Stewart has taken over the living room and I'm not in a state to argue. The trampette is brilliant for that and it's not a pain moving it around the rooms.
I'm not going on it tonight, I'm leaving it to settle after being having a spring missing for a fortnight.
And now I have Ice Road Truckers on the Telly. It's not Deadliest Catch, but it'll do.
now, back to feeling accomplished and trying to get Sam into bed in this damn fic.
All my bills paid or arranged - seriously, what utility sends the bills out in December? That's what January's for.
All my cards sent out - ummm, Happy New Year?
This is the first day where I haven't felt tired and wanted my bed.
I made the bank and got all the cheques in
I got my vitamins and my Yule Log - my contribution to Christmas Dinner
I got a wee pressie for Mum
I got my house sort of tidy - it wasn't that messy, but I like to keep it better than it was
MY TRAMPETTE HAS BEEN FIXED!!! It's been driving me nuts that I couldn't easily exercise and I find the trampette really convenient. I don't need a lot of space and I can put somehting on the PC or telly, unlike all the other home gym stuff I use. They're find when it's just me, but come the holidays or the weekend and Stewart has taken over the living room and I'm not in a state to argue. The trampette is brilliant for that and it's not a pain moving it around the rooms.
I'm not going on it tonight, I'm leaving it to settle after being having a spring missing for a fortnight.
And now I have Ice Road Truckers on the Telly. It's not Deadliest Catch, but it'll do.
now, back to feeling accomplished and trying to get Sam into bed in this damn fic.
December 21st, 2008
:
The true spirit of Christmas
Boozy winter orgies, evil sprites and pagan fertility gods . . . Ed
Power reports on some of the murky origins of the religious feast day
10 December 2004
( more stuff )
Boozy winter orgies, evil sprites and pagan fertility gods . . . Ed
Power reports on some of the murky origins of the religious feast day
10 December 2004
( more stuff )