- I am 5'4 or shorter
- I think I'm ugly.
- I have many scars.
- I tan easily
- I wish my hair was a different colour.
- I have friends who have never seen my natural hair colour.
- I have a tattoo.
- I am self-conscious about my appearance.
- I have/had braces.
- I wear glasses
- I'd get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free, scar-free.
- I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger
- I have had more than two piercings.
- I have had piercings in places besides my ears.
- I have freckles
- I've sworn at my parents.
- I've run away from home
- I've been kicked out of the house.
- My biological parents are together.
- I have a sibling less than one year old.
- I want to have kids someday.
- I have children.
- I've lost a child.
- I've slipped out a "lol" in a spoken conversation.
- Disney movies still make me cry.
- I've snorted while laughing.
- I've laughed so hard I've cried.
- I've glued my hand to something.
- I've laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.
- I've had my trousers rip in public.
- I've had stitches.
- I've broken a bone.
- I've had my tonsils removed.
- I've sat in a doctor's office with a friend.
- I've had my wisdom teeth removed.
- I've had serious surgery.
- I've had chicken pox.
- I've driven over 200 miles in one day
- I've been on a plane.
- I've been to North America.
- I've been to Niagara Falls.
- I've been to Japan.
- I've been to Europe.
- I've been to Africa.
- I've been lost in my city.
- I've seen a shooting star.
- I've wished on a shooting star.
- I've seen a meteor shower.
- I've gone out in public in my pajamas.
- I've pushed all the buttons in a lift.
- I've been to a casino.
- I've been skydiving.
- I've gone skinny dipping.
- I've played spin the bottle.
- I've crashed a car.
- I've been skiing.
- I've been in a play.
- I've met someone in person from the internet.
- I've caught a snowflake on my tongue.
- I've seen the northern lights.
- I've sat on a roof top at night.
- I've played chicken.
- I've seen the RHPS.
- I've eaten sushi.
- I've been snowboarding.
- I'm single.
- I'm in a relationship.
- I'm available.
- I'm engaged.
- I'm married.
- I've gone on a blind date.
- I've been the dumpee more than the dumper.
- I have a fear of abandonment.
- I've been divorced.
- I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.
- I've told someone I loved them when I didn't.
- I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.
- I've kept something from a past relationship.
- I've had a crush on someone of the same gender.
- I've kissed a member of the same gender.
- I've had sex with someone of the opposite gender.
- I've had sex with someone of the same gender.
- I've had sex with more than one person at the same time.
- I am a cuddler.
- I've been kissed in the rain.
- I've had sex outdoors.
- I've hugged a stranger.
- I have kissed a stranger.
- I have had sex with a stranger
- I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't.
- I have lied to my parents about where I am.
- I am keeping a secret from the world.
- I've cheated while playing a video game.
- I've cheated on a test.
- I've driven through a red light.
- I've been suspended from school.
- I've witnessed a crime.
- I've been in a fist fight.
- I've been arrested.
- I've shoplifted.
- I've consumed alcohol.
- I have/do smoke(d) cigarettes.
- I have/do smoke(d) pot.
- I regularly drink.
- I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.
- I take cough medication when I'm not sick.
- I've done hard drugs. [so
- I've been addicted to an illegal substance.
- I can't swallow pills.
- I can swallow about five pills at a time no problem.
- I can sing well.
- I've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.
- I open up to others too easily.
- I watch the news.
- I don't kill bugs.
- I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for sake of being able to rhyme.
- I fucking swear regularly.
- I sing in the shower.
- I am a morning person.
- I paid for my mobile phone ring tone.
- I'm a snob about grammar. I get frustrated when people do not make an effort.
- I am a sports fanatic.
- I play with my hair.
- I have/had "x"s in my screen name.
- I love being neat.
- I love spam.
- I've copied more than 30 CDs in a day.
- I bake well.
- My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red or blue.
- I don't know how to shoot a gun.
- I am in love with love.
- I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
- I laugh at my own jokes.
- I eat fast food weekly.
- I believe in ghosts.
- I am online 24/7, even as an away message.
- I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.
- I am really ticklish.
- I love white chocolate.
- I bite my nails.
- I play video games.
- I'm good at remembering faces.
- I'm good at remembering names.
- I'm good at remembering dates.
- I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
- My answers are totally honest.
So...on Sunday morning, I went for coffee and a chat with Na, my best friend from EUWB at uni. It was a non-birthday meet up; I had a really horrendous week at work last week (on Wednesday I could have walked out at lunchtime and not come back) and I had decided I needed a meet up to soothe my soul.
I had been prepped by brokenhut that there were 'plans for the duration of the afternoon' but that I didn't need to worry too much about hurrying back. At the end of coffee, Na said she was going to get a roll/salad for lunch. I mentioned that I was doing something with brokenhut that afternoon but that I didn't know what, and she said that she knew and that I ought to buy some lunch.
Off we set for a wander, and, contrary to my initial suggestion to go down to the Water of Leith, ended up walking up the Union Canal. Starts just round the corner from my flat, keeps going till Glasgow. Maybe even the sea.
I was really enjoying the walk. Spotted the bridge my parents have a painting of. Was enjoying the a-metropolitan feel of it all, the country walking sense. Passing trees and ducks and stuff. I pointed out my brother's flat to her and we admired the sparkle of sunshine on the water.
We'd been walking about twenty mins when I spotted a girl in a rowingboat, looking a lot like lecabinet (who I know mostly through lj, and am not at all accustomed to calling by her first name, which I had to do all day!) and her boyfriend, ElFerd. Then I realised that the other two people in the boat were my friends Ka and B. This in itself didn't set the alarm bells ringing- Ka knows lecabinet through an entirely different route to me and they are in fact very good friends. I was only when I noticed the *most* distinctive silhouette of Na's boyfriend, JEG, that it suddenly dawned on me that this was all for me.
As the two boats pulled up alongside us, with B wailing 'I haven't got the cake out of the box yet!', they all burst into a round of Happy Birthday. Wence (or Wendy, depending on what you like to call him!) was also with JEG, and Na and I joined them. A little old man heard the singing and thrust a fiver into my hand, threatening to give me a birthday kiss if I didn't accept.
A communications cock-up meant that brokenhut was far away waiting for further instructions, so he didn't join us for about half an hour. His 'plans for the whole afternoon' was in fact a smoke screen to prevent me planning anything else, and he didn't really know what was going on. When he did eventually arrive, (and it was actually him, rather than the fat old smoking man that lecabinet mistook for him,) Gin was poured, very chocolately chocolate cake was shared (the candles were abandoned- there was too much air movement across the water to get them to light) and photos were taken. The sun shone all afternoon and we rowed our way right up to the viaduct over the City Bypass- as far as you were allowed to go by row boat.
I can't begin to say how much I enjoyed my afternoon, or how full of love I am for Na for organising all of this. Particularly in light of my crummy previous week, it was a really important affirmation of how great friends are- how great my friends are.
With apologies to the other boat who feature in v few of my pictures. More pics on facebook and flickr, I can send you the links if you'd like.
i have had the most wonderful day. there were surprises and rowing boats and gin and autumnal light and birthday cake and candles (but no flames) and the best bunch of friends a gal could ask for.
There will be photos once I work out how. Right now there will be bed.
My boss came around the lab today, at about ten past four, and tried to send various of us "home early for good behaviour". As it was I still had a lot of work to do, so I didn't get away till about quarter to five, but earlier nevertheless. Actually, i had so much going on that I could have stayed till six or half past....but we'll just leave all that till Monday. Actually, I might go in early on Monday, try and nail it.
Walking home I got to see the working interiors of lots of shops that are usually closed by the time I stride past them. Unfortunately
I'd left my purse at home this morning and so I couldn't actually take advantage of any of them!
Leaving my purse at home meant I had to borrow £1.50 from someone at work for 'my' Euromillions ticket....the lab made a decision to go in for it seeing as it's this non-rolling-over roll-over, so we've bought a line each and will all abandon the NHS forever next week when we enjoy our 15th share of £88million. Presumably if we do win something I ought to give my debtor 1.5% of my winnings. As I was walking home this evening I passed someone explaining the need for a ticket to someone on their mobile- "it's 88million, and it's not going to rollover again, so if there's no winner it'll just go to the next people"....clearly the nation is gripped by some sort of lotto fever. Or not.
In other news I am totally exhausted. This is partly the new job, partly the new flat (having to run a household!) and partly the new lifestyle. I honestly hadn't ever quite comprehended how often 'city folks' arrange meet ups and drinks and so on. Also we are now doing BSL on a Tuesday night, which is in itself pretty tiring.
Off to make a start on tonight's tea, seeing as brokenhut
will only just be leaving work now.
Yikes! Winter has arrived! (Well, okay, autumn).
For the last ten to fourteen days, Edinburgh has basked in the kind of weather we've not seen since April. Jacket off, down to a teeshirt walking home, I would be tormented by the smells of barbeques drifting from the back gardens of people desperate to make the best of the last vestiges of 'summer'. Life felt good. Sun on the bum and all that.
Then last night we were out at The Shore (posh term of Leith) and it was *freezing*. It felt like scarf and gloves weather. I'd been out in my mum's car earlier in the day and needed gloves to stop my hands going blue on the steering wheel.
When we got in last night, brokenhut
and I clung to each other under the duvet for about 40 minutes, the realisation slowly dawning that it was not suddenly going to start to feel cosy, 'once the duvet had warmed up'. Thankfully I then remembered that we have an Ikea throw that had been being used when the sofa was in the kitchen, but which had been removed from the sofa when it moved to the living room. It was waiting to go into a high up cupboard (requires stepladder) and so has been on the floor of our hall for about a fortnight. The extra layer made all the difference, and we got to sleep.
Tonight's mission: sort out the central heating so that we can switch it on (at the moment, no matter where the pins are it seems to fire up all day long); strip the bed and install the electric blanket- as I said this morning, I didn't bring it to keep the drawer warm!
Yes. We are online! Actually, we've been online since Sunday night- it's just taken me this long to read all your posts. Seriously, I go offline for three weeks (ulp) and you all go and get all busy on me! Apologies for the unreplied to emails (Mike) and total lack of commenting. Hope house moving and ill children aren't causing too much stress.
Soon there will be blogging also. We had an awesome meal this evening at the mighty Chop Chop. If ever you are in Edinburgh you must let me take you to this lovely proper Chinese eaterie. Now, if you will excuse me, I have duties to attend to. Thank you for your continued patience.
my bedroom is an absolute tip. So, I am hiding in the front room, watching the tv (How to Look Good Naked, cos I'd already seen the episode of Grand Designs that's on- and I'd seen the one that was on earlier).
I < 3 Gok Wan and we've all agreed he is lovely, so if you don't mind, I'm just going sog on the sofa and not do anything productive at all!
Have a lovely evening, folks!
It's all bassresistance
1. For eight years, I forgot how cool reading can be.
2. I can milk a goat, and one day would like to have a big house in the Borders with a huge kitchen and goats and chickens for me to look after. Once my children have left home, so a wee way away yet.
3. I can fall asleep anywhere, doing anything, including standing up or having a conversation. However, if I lie in past about half past nine then I can be heard to complain for the rest of the day that I have had too much sleep.
4. I love my bedroom to bits. Even though I've barely added to it in the last five years, it still feels like me, in a room. No bedroom I had at university could ever compare. Moving out of it scares me.
5. I played the clarinet for 14 years but now the sound of my playing makes me cringe with embarassment. I can just about manage playing in a group but am so out of practice that that's barely worth it.
6. I have shaved a dead man's legs. More than once. It really upsets me if I nick their shins- I can imagine how much it would hurt, were they alive.
7. I like my men skinny but my women voluptuous.
List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.
Tag seven people to do the same.
Do not tag the person who tagged you.
I tag not_a_mouse
. Everyone else who I might be interested in has already been tagged by others, so I'll head over to my 20six blog and tag Mike, SM, Lisa and Tazja. I realise that only makes six. I should've got in there before brokenhut
Firstly, the cellulitis is now all mended. I even got over the probably-antibiotic-provoked almost-diarrhoea and the definitely-antibiotic-provoked acid reflux ended as soon as I'd stoppe taking the damn things.
The treatment of the dry rot is now complete, and walls have been replastered. So now we are cleaning. Everything is caked in dust. Plaster dust, and in some spaces, years worth of other dust. Our deep freeze room, underneath the stairs to our front door (on the first floor) is a nasty spidery hole and has never been what you might call 'Kim and Aggie Clean'.
However, we cleaned and cleaned this evening and we are getting there. The kitchen still needs *properly* done- we've been doing the sideboards and table daily but everything on the shelves is marred but dust, stuck firmly in kitchen grease. The house is going to end up, in places at least, cleaner than it has been since my parents moved in. (again, I'm thinking of the deep freeze room.)
The flagstones are proving...interesting. Apparently the only way to get the bitumen off them (it was sticking down the linoleum, you will recall) is with *petrol*. So out house really stinks, and we don't yet know whether it's working or whether my dad just managed to coat the area he was working on with a thin sheen of tar. Whether it dries sticky or not is an important matter, for example. We did ask one specialist company for a quote but when we said 'bitumen' they basically just laughed and said 'nae chance'.
So the house stinks of furniture polish and petrol. It's perhaps not surprising that I have a headache.....