Cushiness...

Since coming back from the UK, my ephedrine connection has been lost. Which means I'm not hyper all day anymore.

Which is ok, as my job isn't as insane as it was in London. I work normal hours, behind a computer, on a cushy office chair with numerous smoke breaks. After sic months, my system has learnt to deal with this and I now get some sleep.

Well, not really sleep. More like a snooze with intense dreams as my brain hasn't yet figured out how to shut down when I close my eyes. Also - not having internet at home, means that I can't surf until the sun rises - which i'll totally do.

Its a bit of a double edged sword really - stay up all night only to crash at 3pm at my desk or go to bed at a reasonable hour and still crash at my desk by 3pm.

Maybe its because I'm bored. Bored stupid! and my brain is trying to be proactive in keeping me on my toes until I'm intellectually stimulated again.

Who knows?

All I know is that at this moment, sitting at my desk, watching my inbox fill up really quickly, I would rather be at home sleeping on my couch with my cat on my stomach.

Blankie Thief

I don't know about the rest of you, but I cannot share my bed. This recent revelation came to me at about 3am when, while the rest of the world was fast asleep, I was wide awake.
Not because I was surfing YouTube or writing my soon-to-be-pulitzer-prize-winning novel.

No.

It was because the guy I'm seeing is asleep next to me taking up most of my already small bed and on top of it, he's snoring.
And i'm feeling just a little claustraphobic.

Now, I'm usually the first one to want to cuddle, but sometimes a girl just wants to stretch out on the full extent of her not-quite-double-but-bigger-than-3/4 bed and snooze without the interruptions.

Not that I don't snore myself, but it's my room dammit and if that is an indication that I AM indeed sleeping, then leave me be! Its not everyday I sleep that deeply.

So yesterday I walk into Carphone Warehouse to get some airtime for my pay-as-you-go phone.
I walk out with a brand new phone and a contract.

I'm such a sucker!

But the phone is uber cool and free! And the contract costs less than what i'm spending now.

Still.

I'm a sucker.

Being this, I'm also working the most insane week of my life next week as over here Monday is a public holiday, which means everyone is either at the Carling Reading/Leeds fest, on the continent, or waiting in bated breath for the Notting Hill Carnival.

I'm going to neither. FUCK!

Instead, between shifts, birthday parties and juggling the men in my life, I'm going to be working on getting my new project off the ground. (and I'm not talking about project kidnap-Gerard-Way-for-a-weekend-in-the-Maldives project - that one's on hold until November)

Oh Lordie...we need coffee

A lot has happened recently, so where to start...

Its currently 5:22am and I haven't slept for 48hrs.

Why?

Well, firstly, I discovered to my absolute horror that there is a huge, i mean,HUGE motherfucking spider in my room. (ok, not techinically in my room now as its last known position was under the washing machine, BUT it started in my room)
I have a huge fear of all things crepy crawly, especially when they have 8 legs and are teh size of my hand...so I've kept an eye on my floor just to make sure it hasn't decided to return to its spot under my couch...

This vigil has been made far easier by my new toy - my Sony Vaio laptop. Thanks J for buying it for me...I'm gonna pay you back.

So i have spent my last free evening before a 66 hour working week surfin the internet (for what I'm not saying) and keeping an eye on a VERY LARGE SPIDER!
the sun is rising as I type this, and I have to be at work at 11am.

Intravenous coffee, please...

My Space

I know I've bitched about my flatmate before, but this is getting ridiculous. Firstly, as stated before, I am spoilt and I like having my own space. I thought I'd be nice and help a friend in need for a while. It's been two months now!!! and he HAS TO GO!
Take last night for example. I get home at about 8pm, throw together supper for the two of us and by 10:00pm am so tired, can barely keep my eyes open, so I crawl into the next room to go sleep. Barely an hour later, Nats comes over. I hear her, cos I'm still mostly concious due to the loud TV, which I asked to have turned down, but somehow the volume always finds its way back to loud! P and Nats then proceed to sit and chat, loudly for the rest of the night, Nats at one stage shouting at P for forgetting her directions to get to the London Zoo.

Now I'm rather pissed, irritated, and tired, so i stumble out of bed, drag open the doors, and rasp:
Happy New Year, now please shut up. I have work in a few hours.
And not just my day job, but a shift at the pub too!

This has got to end. If anyone wants a flatmate or knows of somewhere cheap for P to rent, please let me know. I need him out!

Onto other news, my mate Mike posted these questions on his blog and challenges us to answer them. I pose the same challenge to you! Copy and paste the questions onto your blog and tag the next person.

1. What's the biggest lesson Life has taught you?
Don’t rely on anyone but yourself. And Karma does exist. My mom is a living example of that.

2. The one physical thing you want most in life right now?
A pet. Preferably a cat. No, most definitely a cat.

3. How times have your fallen in love?
Twice. Which, in my books, exceeds my quota for life! Takes up far too much energy.

4. If everyone you know were to die at the same time but you knew that you could save one, who would it be?
Not fair! Does it have to be only one? Isn’t there a loophole? Does my cat count?
Ok, fine, I have someone in mind, but they’ll remain nameless.

5. How many people have you slept with?
my mother might read this!

6. What single aspect of yourself would you lessen?
Other than my physical dimensions? The constant noise in my head.

7. Choose one person that you wish publicly humiliated?
I would mention a politician, but I wish all politicians public humiliation.

8. One person you'd spend the last day of your life with (only one!)?
only one? On the last day of my life, I want to be surrounded with everyone I love! (not unlike Kevin Kline in De-Lovely)

9. What one direction did your life take that you wouldn't have chosen with hindsight?
Not going to university straight after school. Choosing to work instead.

10. Realistically, what would you do if you discovered today that you had 1 month to live?
I would visit as many places as I could in a month, leaving my mark somewhere at each spot. I would also throw the ultimate party with everyone I know there and spend the hours inbetween listening to as much music as I can. I’d also confess my deepest secrets to the appropriate people. And set up my last will and testament. And not work!!!!