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[Mar. 22nd, 2009|06:55 pm] |
ARE YOU Australian?
ARE YOU a female?
DO YOU know a man?
DO YOU drive in a car on occasion?
WITH the man?
DO YOU own a mobile phone?
DO YOU drive in the car with the man with the phone in your pocket?
IS YOUR phone bill higher than seems necessary?
IF YES, I think you're calling me in the middle of the night! And getting my voicemail and so leaving really long voicemail messages which must be very expensive! And because it's an international call going to my voicemail, my phone doesn't tell me who you are! So I thought this was probably the easiest way to say, maybe you, Mystery Australian Caller, should rename me as BanAnna or Canna or Danna or something so you call someone cheaper when your phone plays "call a random". PS. This isn't bothering me or anything so if you already know about this and it isn't actually expensive don't worry but I feel guilty by association when I wake up in the morning and listen to a ten minute voicemail, especially since I just got back from using my phone overseas and that shit was expensive. And I figured it must be one of you guys! End of probably useless public service announcement. Thank you, thank you. |
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[Feb. 1st, 2009|10:44 pm] |
Well now, it's been three weeks since I last updated. I fail at lj. So anyway, here is the news.
This year, in health, I have decided on the theme of "middle aged man." Last year I went with "Victorian street urchin" and got croup and knocked myself out with coughing up my lungs for three months. This year: sciatica! Seriously now! My dad had that ten years ago! (It came on when he was picking me up from my cello lesson, for those interested in the past minutiae of my relatives' lives.)
So I was knocked out with co-codamol and diclofenac for a week, which was nice. Also nice: one or more of those things made me throw up in the morning. I had to go to work late because every morning I'd get up, take my tablets and have to lie down in a darkened room. I also lost the ability to think or be awake for more than 12 hours a day.
In other exciting news, my dad threw out the washing powder scoop and we had to use a shot glass instead.
I have been promised snow tonight. Blizzards of it, and temperatures of -10! (Erm, I've also just remembered I've left my window open so I hope it's not actually -10.) Thus far there is a flurry. A FLURRY. THAT'S NOT EVEN A SMATTERING. I have purchased leg warmers especially! (They were only £3.99 from H&M and actually rather brilliant although I will be wearing them only UNDER my jeans.)
Most bizarre thing I've seen lately (ie. right now): a montage of last year's Superbowl highlights played over soundbites of Obama's inauguration speech. The Steelers are his team apparently! And as such, this is an immensely historical moment, I guess? The Cardinals are also saying YES WE CAN? (I'm not being sarcastic, this is actually being said in all seriousness.) (Twits.) (BBC, what's happened?!)
Finally, I have discovered peanut butter m&ms (they don't exist here!) annnnd I am trying to detox off effexor. Again. It's going better than last time! I only feel vaguely ill! Hurrah! |
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[Jan. 5th, 2009|09:40 pm] |
1. It SNOWED last night! I think I'm some kind of freak, it's supposed to be -6 tonight and I LOVE IT. I went marching around for an hour on Sunday afternoon. I've become kind of obsessive about googling the temperature.
2. However my feet are perpetually cold.
3. The only other thing that has happened is having to go on an epic search for moisturiser today. Which is so boring that I'm only going to say, 5 shops, 45 minutes, victory is mine. However, I had to add something else to avoid talking solely about the weather.
Oh, but I can also add this is the sweetest thing I've read all year (heh). I want to elope by train to Africa, wearing my swimming stuff. Best idea I've heard in a long time! |
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| Exciting things happening! |
[Jan. 3rd, 2009|12:51 am] |
I actually have stuff happening this year! This is novel. And so, a list.
29th December: Hamlet at The Globe Novello (brain fail!) with ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) _fairiequeen. THIS HAS HAPPENED ALREADY AND IT WAS AWESOME.
3rd January: New Doctor Who is revealed to all and I get ridiculously excited, and possibly overwraught.
22nd January: Mark Watson! I saw him in Edinburgh and nearly died laughing.
February 13th-14th: I am a bridesmaid at Kate's wedding which is simultaneously exciting and petrifying for me. (Moreso for her, I should think!)
25th February: EMMY THE MOTHERFUCKING GREAT. Glee Club. I may topple over with joy!
11th-16th March: I will be in New York. I WILL BE IN NEW YORK. Heck yes.
Plans for this year:
become less lactose intolerant. Or, work out which foods have lactose in them because it seems to be more than the obvious. (Although, I've now worked out that cheesecake has cheese in it, so go me.) |
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[Dec. 31st, 2008|08:00 pm] |
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Also, hi! I haven't posted for four months and ten days, apparently. I fail at livejournal. Happy new year! Maybe I will try posting at least monthly next year? (I will most likely fail in January. Nevermind!) |
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[Dec. 31st, 2008|07:59 pm] |
Best thing I've read all year:
"The tendency of the state to seek ever more powers of surveillance over its citizens may be driven by protective zeal. But the notion of total security is a paranoid fantasy which would destroy everything that makes living worthwhile. We must avoid surrendering our freedom as autonomous human beings to such an ugly future. We should make judgments that are compatible with our status as free people."
I don't really know who Sir Ken Macdonald is, but I think I love him. Yep, that's my considered response to the civil liberties/societal security debate. |
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[Aug. 20th, 2008|10:00 pm] |
I am considering doing something impetuous and quite expensive which is: going to Edinburgh in eleven hours. And booking everything now.
HA! I have talked myself into it and then out of it and I would go if it weren't so expensive. Gaaaah! |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2008|04:26 pm] |
Ah, man, so I never win anything but I was flicking through the itunes upcoming festival London gigs thing the other day and Roots Manuva are playing on Saturday. I wasn't sure if I could make it (I have to work) so I entered for my sis instead. And she WON.
And it turns out I could make it as long as I leave RIGHT after work but she wasn't even going to invite me! HA. She was going to invite CHARLEY or some other LONDON BASED FRIEND on the basis that she needed to SLEEP AT THEIR HOUSE. Ridiculous! So I called her a blood traitor.
But then I recalled that the Doctor Who finale of gasping and doom is on Saturday (and I think I am going to _faeriequeen's bachelor pad (which, by the way, is amazing although it really is a bachelor pad!) to NEARLY DIE whilst it's on! Inviting myself over on the internet - classy!) and now my sis doesn't want to go, either. Heheheh. |
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[Jun. 28th, 2008|08:00 pm] |
Not usually one for watching a show and then blogging about it but re: Doctor Who -
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
(I just said 'oh my god' more times than is natural, and at a pitch that just SHOULDN'T EXIST.) |
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[Jun. 16th, 2008|10:53 pm] |
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Last night I had a dream that I was lying awake in bed all night. The only way I know it was a dream is because it was light while I was lying there awake and I'm fairly sure it was dark last night. (Unless I went to the north of Norway or somewhere else with midnight sun, in which case, THAT'S why I am so tired today.) |
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[Jun. 7th, 2008|11:39 am] |
Best (worst?) name for a company ever? Schindler's Lifts!
Apparently established 1874. Damn you, Spielberg!
I wonder how he found out that date? Intrepid googling, I expect.
Or possibly the wikipedia entry. Or the Schindler Group about us page. "A fascinating story." It's all in there.
Which has killed that one!
Also, my neighbour's cat has just exited our house. This is strange only because I didn't see her come in. HUM.
More Holly sightings as they happen! Live! Exciting! Oh dear! |
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| Hello, here is a list of 106 books some of which I have read |
[May. 4th, 2008|11:46 pm] |
Oh hi, so I suck at updating this thing. Funny, since I usually spout words and words over anyone in the vicinity. Small update: Nan still rather ill, remote family still insane (although fortunately from a distance), I am exhausted and my mouth feels like I have eaten something extremely salty and scalding hot and I have done neither.
So hurray! I have a book meme.
( Herein lies the book meme. ) |
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| Another one? |
[Feb. 10th, 2008|03:40 pm] |
My week in films:
Junebug
Amélie
Happy Feet
Pride and Prejudice
The Science of Sleep
Pride and Prejudice (again)
The first hour of A Very Long Engagement. (Which inspired me to start eating toast and honey for breakfast. It's Manech's last meal at one point and it always makes me want toast and honey. I AM A CLASSY LADY.)
Interspersed with:
MUCH COUGHING.
Questions!
1. IF I have lost my voice (as indeed I have), HOW COME I still make such a terrible noise when I cough? I sound like a sea lion!
(Obviously I do not have a good handle on the inner workings of the throat.)
2. But how am I going to ring for a doctor's appointment in the morning IF I CAN MAKE NO NOISE? I doubt they'll be able to decipher morse code coughing.
3. How am I going to get the manager at work to not kill me? She seems to think that ILLNESS IS WEAKNESS and I have not got better ON PURPOSE.
3a. I have not left the house in a week. I can't remember the last time before now that I even stayed a whole DAY in the house. I AM GOING OUT OF MY MIND!
Other.
How happy am I that the sun doesn't set until (just) after 5pm now? VERY.
How did I get to be February so soon? I swear it was October just yesterday.
How come I love Torchwood this series whereas last time I found it unbearable? What's changed? (It's not me! I am too stubborn.) (By the way, Ianto Jones is a genius who has all the best lines.)
Being at home all week means I buy lots of music. Lately I love: Emmy the Great, Lightspeed Champion and Los Campesinos! NOW you can all sleep happily knowing that. |
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| Fun times! |
[Nov. 19th, 2007|07:38 pm] |
I nearly froze to death yesterday! Oops.
I went to Birmingham to see 1) the German Market 2) my sister's friend Benjamin Tansey (my sister was also there) 3) Hot Hot Heat and 4) Helen. That's turquoise_helen, everyone!
I swanned out of the door at about 3, when in my defense it wasn't THAT cold and I DID have my thermal gloves with me, declaring that I'd be fiiiine without a coat. That's fiiiiiine.
At 5pm, it started snowing. Incidentally, at 5pm, all the shops shut! Anyway, thank goodness for the German market, which was open and I bought a scarf and silly hat and therefore did not freeze to death.
( Fotos and more talking! ) |
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| Strictly Come Dancing! |
[Nov. 11th, 2007|07:19 pm] |
Final three:
Gethin, Alesha and Matt.
IF MATT DOESN'T GET CHUCKED OUT IN A MINUTE! NOOOO!
Yes? No?
(I've never got into Strictly Come Dancing before... Good times! Why did no one tell me it was so exciting? Why is the voting public so INSANE? Why why why?) |
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[Oct. 3rd, 2007|11:02 pm] |
Aaah. I have hatred for job applications! Because I am bad at them! Especially when I really want the job! I am currently having to update my CV (other jobs I've applied for lately involved applications only) and gah. I wish I could draw a picture or do an expressive dance about why I wanted the job!
Oh fiddlesticks. |
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[Sep. 8th, 2007|08:08 pm] |
Here is something not fun: standing in the shower at 11pm when there is a power cut. BECAUSE: you are wet and it is dark.
My feet hurt. (You can tell it's coming up to Christmas because all the customers are turning into assholes and I'm on the unpaid-overtime train headed for nervous-breakdowns-ville.)
I'm reading Tintin and the Secret of Literature at the moment. I thought it would be fun because it's about Tintin! And literature!
But NO. Is lit crit basically psychoanalysis of the author and/or society in which he was living? And making ridiculous assumptions about everything and anything? And calling someone a genius because they apparently ON PURPOSE represented thoughts/neuroses/fetishes that existed only in their SUBCONSCIOUS?
I also just finished The Declaration. Ooooh my goodness, it was so bad. BAD BAD BAD. I had stopped reading it before (I had a proof) but then the book came out and it was really pretty, so I started reading it again. And then I remembered why I'd stopped reading it: SO BAD. BAAAAAAD.
Just because it's aimed at kids/teens, doesn't mean you get to be SLOPPY. I mean, seriously:
( Mm, spoilers? I suppose? ) |
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