Before you all judge me on what I'm about to comment on, please take into consideration that I'm very bored right now.
I was watching the music channels just now, and Westlife came on. That made me think about their manager Louis Walsh. I've always thought he was gay so decided to do a bit of research about it on the internet. However, there only seems to be speculation and nothing else. But what I found more concerning is the number of people commenting in forums regarding Louis Walsh's sexuality that were saying sod Louis and that they wanted Simon Cowell!
It's been 4 weeks since I officially entered into a relationship with Mr A. Conversations between the two of us regarding that have been somewhat different.
For me, the four weeks have gone fast, and it feels like it's only been half that time. For him, he says that it feels like longer, and that we've been together much longer than that. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or not?!
Thankfully, things with people from the past seem to have settled down. I'm hesitant to admit that I had to be a complete bastard in order for someone to move on with their life. I don't regret it, as I feel it was the right thing to do, but I've definately burnt a bridge there. Hopefully they understand. Still one more person to erase from our new life though. That'll take a little while longer but I have every confidence that it'll happen eventually.
I took Thursday off work this week due to waking up yet again with a headache. I'd say that I wake up 5 out of 7 mornings with a headache. They range from mild to mind-numbing pain, but always at the back of my head. Sometimes, they carry on throughout the day, regardless of how many ibruprofen I take. I'm sure that I overdose on a weekly basis.
So I'm expecting a quiet weekend. We are visiting the parental units this evening, and going out on the town for a few hours Saturday night. Easy stuff.
Anyone who knows me will verify that I use Facebook a LOT. I have a "people watching" personality, so I find it all very interesting to see what my friends and aquaintances have been up to.
One thing I've noticed though, in the last couple of days, is the sheer amount of people who are mentioning how bad 2008 was, and how they hope that 2009 will be better.
I'm not the worlds most optimistic person, but I can' believe that this many people had such a bad year? I'm not going to say that mine was amazing...but at the same time, I wouldn't go so far as to have it as my status update on Facebook.
2008 is a year that will remain in my memory forever. And for the most part, I was extremely happy. I was with a guy that I thought the world of, and work was going pretty damn well. Things started going downhill around September/October time, but things soon picked up when I met the new man in my life. So I can't say that 2008 was all that bad, as there were far more good things going on last year than bad. I wish that people could learn to focus on the good parts of their life instead of the bad.
I'd also like to use this post to send out a special thank you to Freedom Bound...who, not only has been an awesome host this festive season, has provided so many people with a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen and shelter to those who've needed an escape route in the last few months. And thank you also, FB, for introducing me to the sweetest man who's added so much to the positive things of 2008.
Why do some ex's feel the need to drag up the problems you may have had in your relationship months later?
My ex sent me an email saying that he'd finally realised that he loved me, and how seeing how much I'd changed and moved on had affected him. He told me that my friends had been giving him a runningcommentary about how I was getting on, and that I'd been sleeping with this person and that person and from what he made out, the entire gay population of Bournemouth, Brighton and London combined. Which is a lie, for the record.
And then he says he slit his wrists.
Obviously, I don't know how true this is, without physically going round there and checking them out. But I don't think that's really the right thing to do. I'm not entirely sure if the whole point of the email was to make me feel guilty.
But why the fuck should I feel guilty? I tried to keep that relationship alive. I was the one that suggested we do things, and when we did them. If I didn't, then we'd do nothing. We were together 11 months, and I was never introduced to his family, and only a couple of select friends. I felt like a dirty little secret, something to be ashamed of.
So I don't feel guilty. I feel angry. The relationship ended because he started the conversation on that Sunday. If he hadn't have said anything, we'd still be together now, because I loved him. I loved him so much I was prepared to put up with all the secrecy and the hassle of his attitude and unreasonable behavior.
I'm not going to do that anymore.
We've been apart almost three months now. In those three months, I've become far more sociable than before. I still have my own confidence issues, but I haven't let that stop me finding new friends, and I've also just started seeing the most wonderful new man. I've re-kindled old friendships with people who mean the world to me, such as freedom-bound, friendships that had been in danger due to relationship commitments on both sides.
All in all, life is coming together for me at the moment, and I'm desperate to shout out that I'm happy for once. Sadly, no-one knows what's around the corner, and the pessimistic side of me won't allow me to let myself think I'm happy. I guess I could ask "and how can I be?" when my ex is sending me emails, attempting to send me on a guilt trip.
My last email has just asked him to please move on. I don't know what he'll do to himself. He's either going to sort himself out and be a better person, or he's going to implode. Either way - harsh as this may sound - it's not my issue anymore. He threw away what we had and he has to live with the consequences.
So if you're reading this, Mr T, please show me some respect and stop trying to avoid the real reasons our relationship failed by blaming me for things that I've already apologised for. I'm moving on with my life. You need to do the same.
I've just been down to the all you can eat Chinese restaurant in Poole. And boy did I eat. There is just sooo much choice there, you have to have at least four courses. And then you have the ice cream machine. Yes that's right - all you can eat mr whippy. And a chocolate fountain.
Please God, if there really is a heaven, let it be Flame Oriental.
I'm having such a laugh at the moment. Work is going really well, my friends are becoming ever-more amazing and I'm feeling great!!
Wednesdays are fast turning into a night of random drunkeness, flirtatious antics and random foreigner snogging! Although...the random foreigner snogging isn't all it's cracked up to be, as suddenly I found myself practically in a relationship the next day...something I so don't want right now!! The last one was such hard work I don't fancy being back in that place just yet!
I will sit down and do a nice big blog post this week at some point...just wanted to mention my friends...as Stu's blog post was very sweet about his friends - which included me ;)
Someone I used to think incredibly high of has finally showed their true colours to me in the last few days. An insecure, self-centred idiot. And that's being kind.
If the person I'm talking about is reading this, they'll know it's aimed at them.
Get over it, and sort yourself out. Accept who you are and DEAL with it. You're not the only person in the world. I know loads of people who have had to come out, and they've done it with pride and they're very happy and secure with themselves. Those that hide behind masks are never truly happy.
More importantly, don't turn things that you THINK are issues that I have into your own personal issues. Are you arrogant? Yes you are, because you make EVERYTHING about yourself. Attention seeking is not a nice trait.
I've woken up again feeling like I'm about to puke like the girl on the Exorcist. It's not a nice feeling. This is a regular occurance. I have to stop myself gagging when I clean my teeth. (I can normally deep throat my toothbrush, as well as other things).
I bought a new fishtank a couple of weeks ago. The idea behind it was simple - a bigger tank to rehome my 5 fish that had out grown the biorb I already had. £100 later, I have a brand spanking new fish tank, complete with funky gravel, filters and plants. But for some reason, once I'd let it get itself established, and moved the fish across, it began to green up. Now, this is something that either didn't happen in the biorb, or I simply didn't notice it due to the contours of the tank. Green across everything doesn't look that good in the fish tank, and it's made the whole thing feel a little dull.
So, when I popped into the fish shop to look at things to stop this happening, I noticed one of those little fishy's that sticks to the side of the aquarium and eats all the stuff off the glass. Bargain, I thought, I'll get myself one of them. The trouble is, he's a darn site smaller than my biggest fish - who is either a bit of a bully or very inquisitive - and seems to spend all of his day behind the filter. The glass is sparkling behind that filter. I'm wondering whether I should let him eventually get the courage to come out and start eating the crap of his own accord, or move the filter so that he can't hide behind it. Or maybe I should go and buy another one? Or maybe I should just attempt to sell the large fish. For the record - small fish are the way forward. They are FAR easier to rehome, and you can get more of them into a smaller tank.
I've just been looking at some pictures that I had on my system from the past year. Pictures of my ex and myself in Plymouth, and generally having a good time. It was a bit of a suprise to realise that I've moved on a little faster than I thought I would. I'm not saying that I feel nothing for him, as that's simply not true. I'm simply happy to not be with him, and don't feel any great sadness over the split anymore.
It's given me more time to myself. I have a great intent to start going back to the gym and to start eating properly, but the supermarkets aren't helping me by selling Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream for half price. I guess I'll start being a little bit more careful in my own time. I might leave it until after Christmas, seeing as I'm bound to be given chocolate from someone at some point! (Hint, hint).
This coming week should be a good one. I have plans to see plenty of friends which will be ace. I'm going on a day trip to London with one of my best friends, Robbie. This is the 2nd year we've done this, and I'm hoping that it'll become an annual event. Last year was much fun, and we're planning to do more in the capital this year than we did last. On our 2007 trip we did a lot of sighseeing. We spent a lot of time on the London Eye too, so this year we plan to spend a lot of time shopping on Oxford Street and we're thinking of visiting Soho! Naughty.
The new James Bond film is having it's premier in London tonight. They've just mentioned it on the news. I'm not a big James Bond fan - I don't own any of the DVD's. I think I'll wait for this to come out on rental DVD rather than paying the sky-high admission price of over £7 for an uncomfortable seat in a sticky cinema!!
People lie! It's true. The biggest lies I know of are the "old wives tales" or whatever you want to call these outrageous truth bending statements!!
Ok, so the thing that's made me think of this, isn't really an old wives tale. More of a general view, considered by many to be true, probably based on one persons observation thirty years ago.
If you are a homosexual, you have impeccable taste, fantastic style, and are unsurpassed at arts & crafts.
I don't have anyone to quote that from, but here's a quote from me regarding that.
Bullshit.
I've just spent an hour wrapping up birthday presents for one of my friends. She's 20 this week and I've got her about 5 or 6 little presents. I carefully picked out some vibrant purple wrapping paper, and some pink gift ribbon to make it stand out a bit. My first problem was the actual wrapping. Now, if the present is a square box, then my wrapping is perfect. However, as soon as the gift wishing to be wrapped has the slightest evidence of NOT being square, I lose my wrapping skills. Even more so when I try and make it look better with the ribbon. No. So the poor girl will be presented with what will look like a load of charity Christmas boxes, sent BACK from Africa. Let's hope the presents make a better impression!
It's been a funny old week. On one hand, it's been the best ever. I've had random snogs, random shags and even some fantastic news at work (which I'm not allowed to talk about, yet). I've spent loads of time with my friends, and I experienced my first day of not missing my ex. Yet tonight for some reason, I'm feeling blue. Maybe it's because I'm on the earlies and not enjoying the prospect of getting up at 5am again tomorrow. Or maybe it's because the nights are drawing in, and it's been raining. Or maybe it's because I'm coming down with a cold. Who knows.
The cold. It's not going to be the proverbial man flu. I can assure you of that. I don't do man-flu. A cold is a cold. I've had heavy colds before, but I've never had flu. Although you do have to wonder why it is that only the elderly and those with a certain vulnerability only get to have the flu jab? Surely if everyone had it, then we'd be rid of that virus? I don't know. I'm no medical expert. I wish I was, I'd be a bit richer than I am now.
Saying that, it's payday tomorrow, and it's bonus month too. Full bonus coming my way hooray. It's great now that I actually understand how I can achieve the bonus, as it's meant I've worked harder for it, and to achieve full bonus makes me happy. I'm going to go to London for the day and do some Christmas shopping. There are loads of my family coming down at Christmas, so I want to spend the money on them. I love buying gifts!!
I'd like to start this weeks post by referring to the statement made by me in my last post regarding the manager who took over my last store. As I re-read the part about his "laid back" attitude, I found myself realising how that probably comes across. I do not think that this manager is lazy by any means. The comments I made were based entirely on what he has told me himself. He is a laid back person, and that's not always a bad thing. I like the man, and hope that he can try and find his way in that particular store - a store that has always been regarded as one of the hardest stores to run in the company. It should become easier in November, when it finally gets the refurbishment that it so desparately needs.
This week I have found myself looking at life differently again. I'm more aware of myself, and that things I want might not necessarily be the things I need. I've realised that it's important to evaluate things regularly, in case you end up on the wrong path. I'm not trying to be cryptic, nor am I talking about anything particular in my life. It's just an observation that I've made recently, and something that I'm going to try and integrate into my life.
Some sad news recently, that a friend of mine took his own life. I don't know why he did it. The guy was always happy and bubbly. But in all fairness, I hadn't seen him properly for maybe a year or more, and a lot can change in that time. I'm undecided with suicide. I wouldn't say I was against it or for it. I think the lives of those who take that route must be bad for them to want to do it, and ultimately the choice is theirs. On the other hand, it's so hard for the people left behind. And that's why I'm undecided. I can't honestly say that I'd never do it. If things got so bad, wouldn't it seem like the easy option? Or a cowardly, selfish thing to do? Whatever the reason for it, I hope those who do, and indeed my friend, find peace and happiness wherever they end up.
Well, thanks to the fabulous FreedomBound, I've been inspired to post something to my blog. I've not really got anything amazing to say, in fact I doubt anyone still reads this!
I've recently discovered the true value of money. It's amazing how much affect being broke has on you! I've never been affluent, but I've been comfortable. However, I had to spend out a large amount of money to get my car through it's MOT at the begining of the month, and that's left me with a grand total of 34p per day until payday. Not ideal!
It's fair to say, however, that this wasn't the only thing that's made me sit up and really watch what I've been spending. We all know the issues with the cost of petrol. I remember when I first started driving nearly 10 years ago, it never bothered me where I filled up on petrol, let alone how much it'd cost. I'd always fill the tank up to the brim, hand over the money, and drive off, happy that I was mobile. But these days I find myself filling up with £10 and £5, depending on how much money I have on me when I see a reasonable price (reasonable for today's market, anyway).
When I'm in the Supermarket, I'll look for the cheaper options. The other day I was stood at the checkout with Mr T; I was only buying some mince and potato's. The customers behind me had a trolley full of meat that was all reduced down to 20p and 40p! I was gutted that I hadn't seen it!! I could have fed myself for months on the amount they were buying. Then I watched as they unloaded all of their shopping, which was ALL reduced, and I was glad that I'm not that desparate!!
There's been a bit of a change in my life since my last post. I now do not work at the hell-hole that was my last shop. Due to some "circumstances" involving the landlord of my last shop, mutual hatred, and his mean relative that works for the company, I was shipped off to a newer, brighter, cleaner, QUIETER store, in Christchurch. This change of workplace cut out 100 miles of travelling each WEEK. In return? The old store gets a manager who's used to having everything done for him, isn't massively "hands-on" and is in danger of falling on his arse through his laid-back approach to life.
My last post was in October. And it was slagging off Mr P. Not something I'd do these days, as we get on a hell of a lot better than we did back then. I think that's mainly due to the fact that we have finally moved, and that we're not living in each others pockets anymore. It's fair to say that we're much better friends now.
October was a long time ago!! 6 months! A lot has happened in that time. I've been seeing someone for nearly that length of time. It's a guy I met a few years ago through an ex...we caught up on facebook and hit it off. We've had our ups and downs but we always come out of it smiling which is all good.
So that'd be why I've not been spending so much time blogging any more. I will probably remove my blog soon. Thanks.
Monday, 29 October 2007
So I haven't blogged since the 22nd of September. Interesting.
The only reason I'm blogging now is because I need somewhere to vent my anger!! GRR!!
I just made myself some rolls as a little early evening snack. Mainly because I needed to use up the rolls that I'd bought, before they went stale. But as I went to go upstairs with them, I tripped over one of the many cables that seem to get left around our house. Yup, the rolls went flying all over the stairs. Fortunately, the plate stayed intact. Although I did consider wrapping it around Mr P's head.
Once I'd cleaned everything up, I started to have a strop on at the aforementioned Mr P, who has one of the most arrogant personalities I've ever come across, and didn't move a muscle to help, or apologise for leaving the cable lying around. This particular cable was attatched to a TV. I picked up the cable, and threw it back towards the TV; the plug smashed on the wooden floor. What did I say? "Well I've just broken the fucking arsing plug now, and you know what? I don't give a flying fuck. Cunt."
It's been a while. I am still mooching around on facebook, I've even started a blog on that site instead, although I've only blogged once. And I'm still working at the shop, although to be fair everyone's pulled their socks up, people even seem to be facing up during the day. Which can never be a bad thing! Although I gave our youngest staff member the job the other day whilst waiting for the delivery, she came back in five minutes later saying she'd done the whole shop. Yeah, ok then, love.
I went for a nice walk the other night in the New Forest with Mr R to walk one of his dogs. Apparently, the dog isn't usually that hyper, and was going mad jumping up at me. I wouldn't have minded so much if she hadn't just been EATING horse shit!!
We went fairly late so didn't have long to walk as it was getting dark! It was fun all the same.
Has anyone been watching X Factor? I'm looking forward to tonights show, it's the last of the auditions round. Last week they had a heavily pregnant girl, who would be giving birth in the late stages of the live finals. They originally said yes, because in actual fact, her voice wasn't that bad. However, her teeth made her look like she'd just emerged from a cave after 10 million years. Not nice. The girl went out of the room on cloud seven as she'd made it to boot camp, and she celebrated with her husband. Simon Cowell then went outside and told her that they'd made the wrong decision, and that she should think of her baby. He changed his answer to a no. So whilst thinking of the baby, Simon, did you think at all about the stress that being overwhelmed with joy suddenly followed by great sadness would do her unborn child any good?!I totally agree that she shouldn't be put through this year, and that she should come back next year, minus bump - to stand a better chance of getting somewhere. The judges should have told her this straight away.
I know they can't discriminate, but the way they handled the situation made it LOOK like discrimination! Oh well, I wonder what tonight will bring?!
Just been reading my friend Jon's blog, and he mentioned something about one of his dreams. It reminded me of one of my dreams that I had the other night.
Now, apparantly, the only parts of your dreams that you remember are the parts you are dreaming about when you are woken up suddenly, ie by an alarm clock, or say it's a nightmare. I can only remember some of this dream, as I was rudely interrupted by my alarm clock!
Anyway, the dream started with myself, Mr P and S sat on the beach, on an unnaturally large deckchair (big enough for all three of us; I'd say a deck-sofa) and we were covered by a large duvet. Not entirely sure why, as the sun was shining very brightly. Anyway, the next thing I know we are inside a house. I recognised the house as being one that my brother used to live in, in Wales, over 10 years ago. It was full of strangers.
And then in walked Sharon Osbourne.
So then I woke up. I think that even if my alarm hadn't woken me up, the shock of Sharon would have. And then the title of this blog post would have been....Nightmares.
No one has the time to spend updating two sites, so I'm sorry but I've really been neglecting blogger lately. I've been using facebook to get in touch with current and old friends, and to be fair, you get totally hooked on all the applications and such. I've been chatting with friends who I haven't seen for over 10 years, it's really great.
Other than that, not a lot's been going on, not really. I've just had a nice weekend with Mr R, but I'm back to work tomorrow, and I'm not looking forward to that. I really have had all I can take from the shop, with it's constant bitching and sniping and back stabbing. I have decided that I hate working with people, and I'm planning on becoming a work-recluse. I need to find a job where I can lock myself away in an office all day and not talk to people, and I can go home from at the end of my shift and actually have a life instead of having phonecalls all the time. I don't understand half the time WHY I've had a phonecall, when in all fairness, they know the answer already, or they could phone another store for the answer. And they wonder why I don't give them our home number?! Hehe.
I had a good two weeks off, but at the end of it I had some bad news which made me sit up and think about the future. Life can deal some pretty shit blows, I wonder how we all get by sometimes! I've not really told anyone the news cos I hate when people feel sorry for me. Hopefully it'll sort itself out eventually.
So yeah, this blog won't be updated all that much anymore. I have well and truly lost interest in it, so much so I hardly even check my friends blogs anymore for updates. I must be getting old.
I had my tongue pierced on Tuesday, and I'd just like to tell everyone out there who told me it would be so painful that you were so wrong!
Here's what happened :
1. They clamped my tongue with a tong-like instrument that didn't let go. (This was by far the most painful part of the whole experience.
2. The tongs have a hole in them so the mutilator knows where to cut.
3. The mutilator sticks something metal and sharp through your tongue, and then giggles when you try to talk.
4. You are told to avoid hard food, alcohol and blow jobs.
5. The following day I had ice cream and chinese. The day after that I had bacon and eggs for breakfast, strawberries and cream for lunch and pizza for dinner.
So ner. And it doesn't hurt now so even more ners for you. Ner ner ner ner ner ner.
I'm loving this film sooooo much! I had to go back to the cinema to see it again yesterday! I've sourced some of the songs on youtube for your enjoyment!
"All gay people have in common is a certain spectrum of sexual practise; the gay experience of differs vastly across ages lines, as well as class and cultural boundaries. We are barely a demographic, really: who is to say what an accurate representation is?"
I've had a lush weekend. It started friday night when I went to see Bournemouth Symphony Orchestra in Meyrick Park (Bournemouth) with some friends. You get to take a picnic and your little garden chairs and sit watching the stage, or in our case, watching the back view of the annoying drunk posh people. There was an entertaining moment when the group next to us started having a full on argument with them that nearly ended up in a food fight and a punch up. All good fun!
It was cold!
Saturday I was spending most of the morning cleaning the house, as I've been off all week and have been kind of making a mess. Our bathroom is being ripped out and replaced in a couple of weeks time as it's very old, and the toilet leaks a little bit when you flush it. Basically, the pipe at the back of it is loose. It's only clean water that's leaking and it's very minimal, so we normally just have a towel down there to soak up the bit of water. Well, on this particular morning, I had done my business, and flushed the toilet as you do, not realising the pipe had completely come out of the back of the loo, covering my feet in water. Nice!
So thinking that I'd have learnt my lesson that Saturday was not a day to play with water, I decided to do a partial water change on my fish tank, as I'd bought a new biorb aquarium kit thing that needed to be fitted. Bearing in mind my tank is upstairs, and the bathroom and kitchen are downstairs, I use a small pump to take out 3 buckets of water from the tank and pour it out of my window. This is fine. I then fill the bucket up with clean water and carry it up the stairs, being careful that I don't over fill the bucket, as it has a small crack in it. Well, on the third bucket, Mr S was stood beside me and as I lifted the bucket up, the crack turned into a split and the water went fucking everywhere. Not good.
So then a couple of hours later I travelled up to Southampton to pick up Mr R from work, then we travelled back to Bournemouth to get ready for the meal. Mr P had hired a car for the weekend, so he drove us down to Poole which was an experience in itself as I've NEVER been driven anywhere else by him! Rollercoaster Ride springs to mind.... ;) The meal was fun, edible and not too expensive. The cocktails ran freely, and I even got Mr R to drink a little bit! We then went on for a drink at the Branksome, before coming home to bed. Here's a few pictures from the evening :
This is Mr R pretending to enjoy Mr P's driving skills....
Mr R and myself
Alex and Lynda xx
Mr S and Mr P
Mr Robbie and Myself
My Mum and Dad found something funny...
..maybe they knew what Robbie's hair looked like in the morning...
We were both soooo tired today, so we had a quiet barbecue in Southampton, then spent the rest of the day watching musicals and eating chocolate. Fantastic weekend, and now in a good mood!
I'm not going to complain about this fantastic weather. Indeed, I feel very lucky that it's stopped raining just as I've begun my summer holiday. However, I purchased a brand spanking new Xbox 360 the other day, as burfday present to myself and I feel guilty if I stay in and play on it!
It's great, as we have an HDDTV downstairs, so the graphics coming off the Xbox are magnificent. I've been playing the new Harry Potter game on the PS2 as well as the Xbox, and it's so much clearer on the X.
I've borrowed some games off of Mr Baz for now, as the games are far too pricey for my liking. I will be looking around for second hand ones I think, so if anyone knows of anywhere good, let me know! I've been sat out in the sun for an hour this afternoon, but the sun is so strong I had to come in. Of course, if Mr P would allow us to have a gazebo, I'd have been fine.........hint hint.
Anyway, off for more Xbox then sunbathing I think!!!!!
There have now been 24 people in that Big Brother house. Will it ever bloody end? Or will they just be in there forever and keep adding more people in. How long before there's a killing. Send me in with a knife and I'll manage a complete wipe out let me tell you. Too many people to think about, too many to get to know, and to decided who you like and who you don't like. I would turn it off but Mr P likes to watch it so I can hear it whenever it's on.
Bring back the days when it was just 10 housemates, and we knew that each week one would leave and that would be that.
Ok seriously, I have been to the cinema more times in the last two months than I've ever been in my entire life. It does seem to be the only thing myself and Mr R do these days. I'm not complaining, as we always have a laugh, but you know, part of me wonders why he wants to do things where I have to be quiet................lol.
Anyway, this week we saw Hairspray. The new version. I've just dug out the original one on DVD so I'm going to put that on in a bit and compare it. I loved the new version. To be honest, we were laughing almost all the way through it, I'm not sure if that's the directors intent, or just the fact that we both find a plump girl with silly hair dancing around a town singing "Good Morning Baltimore" amusing.
Has some great names in it. John Travolta, Christopher Walken, Queen Latifah, Michelle Phfie...fiyf...phiee....the one who played catwoman in the batman film (not the dodgy Halle Berry version). Oh, and Zac Efron and James Marsden who were our bit of eye candy for the film. (see below lol)
I think James on the right was having a bad hair day when that picture was taken.
Anyway. Moving on. Hens. Yes, I went on a hen night. It was fun. We went to Rubyz in Bournemouth. Countess Cassie was hosting, who I love, marred only by the accompanying Lulu wannabe, Diane James. She's a good singer, I just don't like her, and I know there's other queers out there who agree with me! But it was a very funny night, as Cassie is a fantastic bitch!
Holidays. I'm off now for two weeks. I'm not going back after that!!!!!!! LOL
1. I don't like women who smoke cigars. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be sexist but it's just not right!! There's something kinda gay about a woman who comes in and asks for a twin pack of classic. I know she could be buying it for a husband....but you tend to know the ones that are just gonna smoke them all with a pint of guinness.
2. Another woman one : Women with walking sticks. It's really weird, but I just can't trust a lady with a stick. It's not a good thing, some poor lady who's had her hip replaced is just NOT going to be able to gain my trust. Ever!
3. Moths. I don't know why. I can't stand them. I hate being in a room with them. I hate it when they flitter by me. I hate the smallest ones, and I certainly hate the bigger ones. If there are other people around me when a moth flies past I act calm, but at home I scream and scream for Mr P to come and get the fucker away from me. He laughs at me. A lot.
4. I hate the word LABEL.
5. I have identical moles on my body! It's true. They're not always exactly in the same place on either side, but they are all within a couple of inches of their counterpart. I have two moles on my neck that make me look like Frankenstein!
6. I was diagnosed depressed for a whole year! I was on tablets and everything.
7. I get far too excited about stuff. Seriously, when we thought we were getting our refit I was planning colour schemes and everything.
8. I cannot be late for anything. I would rather arrive somewhere an hour early than be late. On Friday I have to get to Southampton for 5.15 to meet Mr R for our (now weekly, it seems) cinema trip. It would normally take 40 mins to get there, but as it's Friday dinner time, I'm going to leave about 2 hours before I need to, just to make sure I get there on time!
9. I can't ever take anything back to a shop for a refund. I hate it. I can't bring myself to ask! I would rather spend out by driving to another shop and buying another one of what I want if somethings faulty, or I got the wrong one. Mr P asked me to take some trousers back to Asda that he'd bought because they were too long. (Grr. Asda.) Instead, I bought him some new ones that fit him, and I kept the ones that were too big for him.
10. I do actually want a child. Anyone who's ever worked with me will be shocked at this. I hate the local children that come in. I want to bury them all under Pennington Common, then bring the circus and the fairground down have them as a permanent feature.
11. I'm Irish. I wasn't born there, nor was my Dad, but we have Irish roots, and that's good enough for me, so it is.
12. When I was at school I got detention for the following reasons : Spitting on a banister and then laughing as the school fatty put his hand in it. Going to the "out of bounds" part of the school field during lunch and building a camp. Hitting someone on the school bus (retaliation). I'm sure there were other detentions but I can't remember them. And why is it that in detention they always make you write down what it was that you did to get detention? What, do you have a little scrapbook you keep all of these in so you can look back at all your sadist detention giving and laugh?! Teachers are all evil. I should know, I used to teach. (That's fact number 12a lol)
13. I found it hard to scrape together 13 things for this post!
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There's always a bit of a problem in our company; we have to do staff rota's a minimum of four weeks in advance. Ok, ok, I don't always keep up with the company requirement, but I do most of the time. So naturally, I sometimes forget when I've changed my own hours around to cover people's holidays etc. That's what happened this week! I thought I was off Friday, but it turns out I'm meant to to be off Wednesday. But somehow I told someone they weren't workin, it's all a bit confusing. But anyway, I asked my shift manager to tell this person they were working, and she was met by a deluge of bad language and despicable attitude!! Ok, so I fucked up. Deal with it. I understand that you now have made plans and that's fair enough - I said you weren't working. But you could have simply stated that over the phone, rather than getting on your high horse.
Seriously, sometimes I bend over backwards for people to help them out but I seriously wonder why when things like this happen. Anyway, it got sorted at 8pm tonight, and I've now got Wednesday off lol.
Anyway, today was a crap day. The previous days delivery was so bloody late (8pm) that I ended up having to work it alone this morning. Although, I did get a grovelling apology from a bod at the transport office which was a nice suprise.
Also, we have no chillers working in the store at the moment. SINCE FRIDAY. And to get them fixed, you have to report it to one company, who then report it to another company who then send someone out. I remember once I raised an issue with the maintenance company - I think it was for a broken window - and so they sent out an engineer FIRST to check the window was actually broken before getting a glazer out. I'm sorry, does my manager badge NOT give me the required credentials to be able to tell whether a window is smashed or not?
The part we needed to have our chillers fixed - a compressor - had to be ordered from FINLAND. Seriously. My store is from Europe. I needed to order some shelf tracking last month - that's the things on the edge of the shelves that the price labels sit in - but because my store is so old, the tracking that would fit our shelves is now only made in SWEDEN.
My area manager is leaving in a few weeks time; she will be taking over the Salisbury region. I told her yesterday that as soon as one of the FIVE stores in Salisbury is vacant, I want to move there. I'm not too keen on the new area manager we have coming to our region, I've known him for years. Maybe he will be ok as a boss, but my last experience of him wasn't that great. He's the reason I never got new shelving for my store room.
Busy day really. In other news, the house I currently live in has now been sold, and we are waiting to hear if an offer on a new house for us to move into has been accepted. Fingers crossed. The kitchen in the potential new house is twice the size of what we have now!
It's my birthday in a weeks time. Please will someone buy me an Xbox 360 lol. Thanks!
Yesterday I was introduced to a lady called Margeret Cho. Not literally introduced...but I watched one of her DVD's with Mr B. She's an American-Korean stand up comedienne. She's really close to the line. In fact, she passed the line a long time ago. But it's all in a good way. It's my sense of humour.
Here's a little snippit of her Asian Chicken Salad routine. Bloody loved it. There is a better one on the DVD of her talking about what would happen if gay men had to endure menstruation. I will look for it lol.
I'm so pissed off. A few months ago, Mr P brought home a case of this really lush sparkling wine from Lidl. We only got so much of it because it was half price, and it slides down easier than a tarts knickers. So, today when we went to Lidl to buy watermelon, I decided I'd grab a bottle of it....hey, it's friday night and I'm off tomorrow. So we're happily drinking away here, watching big brother, laughing at each other breaking wind (we're blokes before we're gay lol) when I take a nice big gulp of my lush wine. I can feel something in my mouth and it's not nice, so I start running to the kitchen to spit it out. What is it? It's a bloody fly. A bloody, damn fly in my lush wine. How bloody rude. The fly has the whole house to fly around, yet it still has to pop it's clogs in my bloody wine. Thanks very much.
Needless to say, I now have a minging throat from chucking up in the bathroom, with Mr P killing himself laughing lol. Bloody hell, what a good start to the weekend. :-(
Woohoo! We have a sparkly brand new wifi router thingy, which Mr S has sorted. I made him name our new network "Hogwarts". How much fun is seeing "You are now connected to Hogwarts" pop up on your computer screen? Ok not that much, but seeing as there are about 10 other networks in the vicinity of our house then I think it's a good name. At the moment I can only see 4 networks, Hogwarts, Sky06214, Pimmys and Linksys. Not good names. Of course my personal favourite is the one when I lived at Bigmans. "DBISAKNOB". (DB being Bigman)
Annnnyway. My last proper blog was on Thursday. So much has happened! On Friday, myself, and Mr's P and S caught the train to Weymouth. Mr S had an interview at the New Look Head Office (for which he has been asked back for a second interview THIS weekend). However, when we walked to the train station round the corner from our home, they weren't letting anyone onto the platform. Apparantley, there had been an accident on the line somwhere around Brockenhurst, which had actually killed someone. There was a train blocking the view of the other line, supposedly to shield us all from seeing the train involved in the accident pass through the station. Not good at all.
Anyway, we loved Weymouth, and it's a strong contender as a new place to live, Mr S's job dependant. It would involve a new job for both myself and Mr P, but could be a really good move to make. The house we are in is now sold, so we need to find somewhere new asap!!
Saturday I worked in the morning, then ran down to the pride with Mr S. Thanks to other factors, we didn't get down there till about 3pm, and all my friends had already gone home. I wasn't impressed.
On Monday, I met Mr B for lunch in Poole, then visited the Lynda, as she's signed off work at the moment, post operation.
Tuesday, I worked all day, then went to see Harry Potter and The Order Of The Phoenix with Mr R. Great film, some good effects, but it's a shame that it's not the whole book adapted. I know it'd go on for about 6 hours, but as I've said with some of the other movies, there are certain parts of the story that they're leaving out!
That's pretty much all my news for the last few days, I will leave you with the funniest clip I've ever seen. You will love it if you love watching you've been framed programs.....
It will rain saturday. There are lots of things going on on Saturday, so I know it will just rain. I know you're all just dying to find out what's happening.
Well it's Bourne Free in Bournemouth. The local answer to Gay Pride. Although if last years anything to go by, I'm not sure that it's anything to be proud of. I remember getting to the end of Bournemouth Gardens and my friends having to stop me carrying on because we'd reached the end of the event. After 10 minutes. Yep.
So my other option is the Lymington and Pennington carnival. Joy of joys. A load of dirty trailers with the local chavs and snobs strapped to the back of it. It's only saving grace would be if the organisers were providing watchers (or local business owners) guns to shoot the tyres and in fact the people on the floats.
I will not be going to the carnival. I'd just like to make that clear lol.
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Friday night I watched the Big Bro eviction and some other TV at my friends house. I watched as they told us that this week would be fake week. I'm not sure whether that means this week will be any different, seeing as the housemates are all a bunch of fakes anyway(!)
Saturday I watched DVD's and went shopping with above friend, then in the evening sat on my arse and watched nearly all of Season 3 of desperate housewives. I think I have three episodes left....
Sunday I went over to my Mum and Dad's. They weren't in. I knew it before I left; they were going to Brownsea Island with the Scout Group they run. They were bloody lucky, seeing as how much rain we've been having lately. The weather this weekend has been fantastic! I popped in to see one of my friends who runs the One Stop near my parents house, and it was nice to catch up. Our shops have moved regions again, and we're back on the same division, meaning we'll be able to travel to the big meetings and roadshows together. The last year or so we've been on different regions, so meetings etc have been on different days.
So when I went to my Mum and Dad's I picked up my post, which included the renewal notice for my car insurance. Sadly, I had to claim recently, because I rolled back into someone on the wessex way, causing a cracked number plate. I admitted being at fault, because, you know, I was. Lol. Anyway, this has bumped my monthly amount up by nearly £20. I'm not impressed. I'll be looking around for a new insurer....
I had to share with you a picture of the loaf of bread that a customer brought back to my shop the other day. "Best Of Both" bread. It's meant to look white, but with all the goodness of brown or some other shit like that. Imagine the customers face when they pulled this out for a bit of beans on toast....
It was as if Mr Hovis had cooked a brown loaf and a white loaf, cut them in half and stuck them together. Genius lol
Neh. I'm tired. I'm so glad it's my turn for a weekend off this weekend. I shouldn't say that, should I? No doubt something will go wrong and I'll be hauled in. Mind you, being at work would get me out of having to sit in the house while prospective buyers look around.
Tomorrow afternoon we are going to look at another house in Wallisdown. We've not seen any over there before, and to be honest, not really that bothered about moving over that way. But the house is meant to be very nice (of course the estate agent's going to say that) but it's also NOT an ex-council house so thank fuck for that I say. But saying that, the last one we went to look at was ex-council and the house itself was lush, it was just that it was situated in the middle of an estate that could be compared to Iraq.
Work hasn't actually been too bad this week. I've claimed some of my time back also, but shush don't tell anyone. Today I wanted to get everything done that I really needed to do EARLY, but for some reason, we had queues that the Russians would envy, and problems that really should have been reported to Houston. Never mind, we got through them, and I only left an hour late. (But I still have worked less hours than my contract this week woohoo).
Driving home today was a bit of a bitch. I was travelling behind an "Age Concern" minibus. Age Concern? Yep. Concerned about what age I'll be when I finally get home after being stuck behind this old banger.
Yesterday I went to my Managers meeting. Can I firstly just say how fantastic it is that we only have to endure these four boring hours every other month now, rather than EVERY month?! I had some great account results for my store - labour controlled nicely (that'll be because no one will do overtime), Waste is well under budget (that's because the computer was shagged and nothing got put through). In fact, the only page that was higlighted on the report was the shrink (unknown loss) page. Because of my wonderful theiving member of staff. It's interesting, because this report was for May, and for the month of May, we lost 2.5k worth of stock, most of which was the tobacco. Then on the next line, it tells you how much you've lost year to date, and that's only 2k, so had he not stolen it all, I'd have been above budget on that and would have looked like the best manager in the world! Sadly though, the loss means that I now have a month to sort my shrink out, as my store is now the nominated shrink store on the region, whatever that means. I was very angry. Today I finally had some stock takes on my computer to do, so I got all the tobacco counted and I was missing £400. So now, I can keep checking it daily to see if I'm still harbouring a criminal or whether it was just the wanker from before. The total amount of tobacco lost is just shy of £6k. I don't know how I still have my job......
Anyway, I still got a thank you award for the accounts, and one for the Director visit last week, so not all bad.
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Work was pretty easy going. Saturday, I spent most of the morning doing the news stocktake on my own. I hate stocktake weekend. It's just so pants. Boring. At least it's just done on the hand scanner now instead of pen and paper.
After that I went down to Poole to meet up with the scoobs for Kerry's birthday. Had some nice food and chat. Although I did get angry because they wouldn't take my card when I wanted to have a dessert a bit later because it wasn't over their silly £5 minimum and I had no cashage! But the lovely Marko bought me the apple pie bless him.
Sunday, I was back at work again. I ended up counting loads of tobacco stock and I'm still not convinced that there's no one stealing from me! If I find them...so help me. Oh I bought a scratchcard and won £18 yey! In the afternoon I met Mr R in Lymington at the station. Weather was a big pile of pants so I sat in my car, then started to worry that he was coming to the Lymington Pier station rather than Lymington Town station, and that he'd be stood there waiting in the rain, but fortunately I was in the right place! We played a bit of piano, listened to some music, then it brightened up so we went down to Poole and had a look around, before heading up to Tower Park to go to the cinema. We were a bit early so we went into the arcade and went on the expensive over 18 machines. I won another £35 after spending £5!! Yey again!
The film we saw was Shrek which was amazing! I was laughing so much, and had a really enjoyable day. So needed it!
I went for lunch with some of my friends today, and we decided that we're going to have a blog to ourselves. It's not going to be a public blog at the moment. We have mocked up a few idea's for header graphics using old photo's of ourselves. We will get new photo's when we decide how it's going to look, so click on the pics below to view them full size and leave a comment to let me know what you think. Pleeeeeease.
I apologise for this rubbish TT, but I'm drunk and I have no brain today.
Thirteen Random People From My Phone Book and How I Know Them. I'm literally pressing the down button on my contact list on my phone and stopping randomly.
1. Jeff - Used to be an assistant manager for One Stop. Never worked with him but fancied him for years lol.
2. Tanya - Met her at Karaoke in the Legion at Lytchett. Firm friends ever since.
3. Bigman - Met him through Karaoke at the Dormers in Wimborne, lived with him for two years!
4. Tizzie - Employed her a few years ago, best choice of employee ever!
5. Bishy - Real name Linda - Met her through a quizzing chatroom a few years ago, ended up being a manager in her MSN group. Met up three times, Bournemouth, Southport and Liverpool.
6. Lindsay - Met her when we were 10 at St Michaels Middle School. She is now my longest/oldest friend.
7. Kylie - Met her at music college. Ended up in a band together for a year.
8. Amanda - Met her at the Legion Karaoke also!
9. Dean - Met randomly online, and always have a laugh when we see each other out clubbing.
10. Maria - Ooh that'd be my boss then!
11. Martin - Ahahahahah, worked with him at a certain very large supermarket company. He made working there rather interesting, with lots of kissing, nipple sucking, willy showing (his, not mine) and arguments. I nearly walked out because of him once! Although I was devastated when he got married lol.
12. My (pronounced May) - Used to be the pharmacist at a shop I used to work out. Originally from Vietnam, lovely lady.
13. Rachel. Also used to work with her at the large supermarket chain that isn't Asda or Sainsburys. Remember getting very drunk at my leaving do and ending up with her husband if you know what I mean. I was riddled with guilt until I found out she knew all about it and was "dead chuffed" as they have an open relationship. Ok then.
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Important Announcement. The Immodium Instants have finally stopped working after 43 hours.
So back to work today after what had to be the fastest weeks holiday in my working history. And I actually have nothing to show for it. I didn't go back to work feeling refreshed because I had a rubbish night for sleep last night. However, I did manage to catch up with a few friends last week so that was good.
Return to work moment was tentative. I never know what it's going to be like when I step through the door, but it was ok, for the second time in a row! The shelves weren't too gappy, and the actual shop looked clean! The floor in the safe room did look like someone had wiped their backside on it though. Ho hum.
I spent the morning finally re-laying the chiller plan. This involved moving the entire produce section to the opposite end, which would have been easy, had I not had to also make the shelves green to match the produce. It was not a nice job, and took me far too long. But it looked pretty when I'd finished so that's all that matters.
No-one quit while I was away, but somebody decided to tell me today they are leaving, one was having a major doss week last week, another one's been totally rude to every customer and another one's pregnant. I'm begining to think there must be something in the coffee jar at work because this will be my second One Stop baby of 2007, although theoretically, this new one isn't due until 2008. But it does mean I will have 2 people off on maternity leave at some point in the near future. Which will do nothing for my wage budget OR my staffing problem. Seriously, I've been fully staffed for a week. One week, then someone buggers off. I used to be fully staffed 100% of the time! What's going on?!
However, I have to rave about a product I used last night. I had too much dairy products within my evening meal yesterday, along with a milkshake. I am a bit dairy intolerant, but no so much that I have to avoid it altogether....just need to be careful with what I eat. However, I do forget this sometimes, and because of the amount of healthy/balanced eating I've been doing the last few months, everything has been functioning properly, until yesterday evening.
We had dinner at about 5pm, and obviously, I knew I was going out for a walk with the lovely Mr R and his dogs. So naturally, my over indulgence of dairy decided to play havoc with my digestive functions, and I had to resort to taking some immodium instants.
Well, that was at 6pm yesterday. It's now nearly 27 hours later, and they're still working. If only I could now find a laxative that was as effective...
In my "favourites" menu on internet explorer, I have a folder for Blogging. There's links in there direct to create a new post for my various blogs, and then a long list of blogs that I go and look at everyday, in case they've updated. But I always forget that the first few in the list are my own and you can guarantee that I'll load up at least one of them. Why do you need to read your own blog?! Doh!
Anyway, another stupid thing was this sight that I saw in Asda at Poole's carpark. (We don't call the Poole one Asdargh because I've never had a problem there.)
Who the hell is stupid enough to learn to drive in a Jaguar?! I ask you....
Today was the penultimate day of my pre-summer holiday. I can't believe how quickly it's gone by :-( I didn't really do anything except my daily gym visit this morning, and then this evening I popped over to Hythe and went for a long walk in the New Forest with Mr R and his dogs, which was really nice! And the rain held off as well so we were very lucky. Tomorrow I will have to clean out my car though :(
Everyone knows that I have an obsession with the MadTV spoof version of this song, and the MTV mash version of this song and the Spice Girls....but I've just found a French and Saunders spoof of it as well! It's not as good as the others, but funny for most of the way through. :-)
It was as if Mr Hovis had cooked a brown loaf and a white loaf, cut them in half and stuck them together. Genius lol
