Thursday, October 27, 2005

Bird Flu

Urgh, been feeling ill for the last few days - buggered off early from work yesterday and slept 12 hours just to get up in time for work again... Still love my job! Payday on Monday finally, still flat down and broke - not going out this weekend.

Not being on drugs all the time means I actually have my brain working - thinking of where to go, what to do, the classic "is this it?" feeling (I'm approaching my thirties so it's only fair I get a midlife crisis, huh?). Been single for two years now and I start missing that being all loved-up feeling. Yeah, thinking of it - miss it loads. Just had a text from Robbie (as in Robin, not Williams) saying he loves me - which is cute but a) was for a reason that doesn't really count and b) isn't really true, so... But nice anyway.

It's the same everywhere I suppose, meeting blokes and that, but London... Whenever you go out and meet people, you can be sure you'll never see them again. Means, you might have a nice chat and that, but before you leave you'll need to exchange phone numbers, and I never phone them up anyway. Everything is kind of shallow (and I'm no better). Right, off to bed - rant over!

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Being good

Whoey, been biking both days for about 3 hours each, been all over the shop - Wandsworth, over Thames, Chelsea and Fulham, Putney, Wimbledon Common, Southfields - goooooood...

We're having a new arrangement now, flat-wise. David will doss in the living room for a few quid and the rest of the rent is going to be shared between Greg, Anna and me. Fair. Will survive for the last few weeks I'm going to live here. They gonna take over the lease and I'm out and off to Mike's. It's about time I save up some money, even more now I'm planning to go to India by the end of the year.

Robin's coming back from the army in two weeks, can't wait to see him again, good boy - bless him.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

EDIT

What the fuck....? So just when I posted my last entry I switched to T4 and found Robbie Williams (Robbieeeeeeeee) giving an interview and performing one of his new tunes. And that's how it goes.

Oh Lord, make me pure, but not yet.

We know what he's talking about. Still think the wristband idea is a cracker (the red ones saying FUCK YOU on it).

Empty cans

All the joking is just me trying to distract myself from... what. It's Saturday and the urge is massive, watched Scarface last night - this guy and half a kilo of dope on the table... Want some? I saw him going down, losing the plot, and it reminded me of mates and, worst of all, of myself - but whenever that thought popped into my mind my addicted self found reasons (or excuses?) why I was different.

LCH has posted this link to a guy giving up Charlie. Hm. How sad am I, not saying "right, I'm in", not deleting the Man's number, not admitting to myself I actually do have a drug problem (whoey, I just did).

OK, I'm in.

Been thinking of it for a while (I guess it's like everything else one's trying to give up), but this has given me the kick. My flatmate has just phoned in, he's on the way back from Brum, to tell me he was going to score. I wonder why he did it... He knows I'm flat down broke. I'll phone up my family and check on them, and change into offroad gear to go for a bike ride. Will try to be out and about before my flatmate gets home - it's not easy to say no if you have it in your face, eh.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Dickes B

Just back from a w.i.c.k.e.d. gig - Seeed @ Cargo, East London. A fiver to get in, right at the stage, massive party - LOVED IT!

Right guys, off to bed - nite nite!

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Just so you know

Company meeting last week... and I've never, never seen anything like it! Grand!

Besides the usual stuff - figures, new customers, new projects, new-bies and anniversaries - we went through the "suggestions" (they get dropped off in a box in the kitchen), so:

- we'll have a fancy dress day Friday next week (it's Halloween, hey)
- the table footie will be ready soon for our internal competition
- we'll have to stick to the crap coffee because we never make new one for our boss (true, actually! and the coffee is crap, but free)

Oh, and all this (the meeting) with free booze and food (Stella, Vodka, crisps, quiche, veggies, ...).

And then - just to remind you - the masseuse will come around again next week. And the company breakfast is due soon again. God. I love this company!

Who dares, wins

Whoey, it's been ages! Right, my job is brill - absolute madness, but I still love it.

I'm trying to move out at the moment, we're four people in this flat (don't ask...) and over the last couple of weeks I just got fed up with everything - so I'm trying to get out. Not easy, as my bank's phoned me up last night, I'm well overdrawn. Haven't spent a penny since my debit card isn't working... urgs.

Then... well exciting - the hen night! Thursday last week about 12-15 girls from work went to send Jenny off, a proper night out in Fulham. So, as everywhere in the world, one of the girls's prepared dares, in a big envelope... Lucky me, I had to phone up one of the guys from work to confess my love. Haha... The fact that we texted for the rest of the night wasn't planned tho - and I'm just not getting over it! Absolutely sweet (have to mention that next time I bump into him), and actually he's quite cute. Anyway... The next day I felt well shit, I was actually nervous as hell (what for, no big deal, or what?) - trying not to look in anyone's eyes but hey - wherever I went people kept reminding me that I promised this guy a tea... Get off it! (Haven't served the tea still.)

Friday last week I was off to Afrodisia, my mates banged off their heads and I (stupid me!) offered to take them back with the car. Bad idea. Very bad idea. Me driving through London with 4 people, of which 2 completely battered blokes, hanging their faces out of the car yelling at people. Random! But still thinking of that guy... argh!

Saturday... lay-in. All-day actually, same for Sunday. Still thinking... sod it!

So, we're in a new week now, still thinking... but not that badly anymore. It's been bit weird, but I guess I finally got my head around - it was a dare, after all.

Friday, October 07, 2005

It's POETS day

Piss
Off
Early
Tomorrow
Is
Saturday

But, to be perfectly honest, I'm looking forward to Monday, getting on with the stuff I'm doing for my new company. How weird is that?

Apparently there's a class war going on in the studio, I'm glad I can't be classified at all (and if, I'd guess myself into lower-middle for the swearing and middle-middle for splashing out money to keep up with the Jones's), so here's the "Fundstueck der Woche".

Thursday, October 06, 2005

M'am at work

Gosh, it's been a while! Still working like mad - and loving it. Not much more to say really, moving away soon East End-ish (way out actually), then a trip to New York (yep, I'm showing off but anyway), going home for a white Christmas (as in, proper snow. as in frozen water falling... you get the picture).

And theeeeeen... Fuck knows! Bit in trouble at the moment as my client has taken me out this week on a... erm... date? Noooooooo... Then I met up with my ex flatmate who's turned into a cutie. Ah well, I can't complain about the choice I'm having really, but then again, it sucks...

Lots of more work coming on, my ex boss is hassling me for an invoice I've paid for him yonks ago and he now needs a bloody proof for. Great. What an idiot.

Have to go - guys, you better call or email me as I'm just not having nuff time for nothing. Grrrr...