I heart Sioned.

I am proud as a peacock today.

I was going to blog about the ridiculously horrid day I had, about the pointless beaurocracy and red-tape I had to deal with, I was going to add some interesting tidbits about reasons behind my absence from here - yes, it does involve my Associate, and yes, it's all good, I was even going to urge you to sign up with MySpace, because my computer seem to enjoy loading up that page more than this one, and so I find myself there more often these days, but NO.

Instead I am going to blog about how PROUD I am to know some of you, you excellent bloggers. I know I don't make enough of you, really, but I've got to know some of you really well and my life is enriched because of it. You know who you are.

But special, heartfelt thanks go to Mistress Sioned for the HUGE parcel she sent me which arrived today, with mountains of glorious pink and purple tissue paper insde, concealing the most beautiful peacock ornaments I've ever seen, a wonderful book on totem animals and two pairs of fluffy stripey socks.

How utterly gorgeous of her. The card made me cry like a little girl too, but only in a very good way. I love you :D

Password: Unforgettable

I'm sorry I have been absent for about a week now, but I had a very silly moment: I changed my password and promptly forgot it.

I was locked out of my very own computer.

I seem to have quite a knack for this, locking myself out of my own house on more than one memorable occasion, losing my house keys and now forgetting my password. Literally only a few hours after I had changed it. The housemate and I tried many different things, my Associate attempted every skilled method he could, we even considered hitting it with sticks until it gave in and let me play sims again. But no.

So Mr Wood, he who created this computer of mine, came round and hacked into it using a disc of Magic, and lo, the password was cracked and the computer was mine again! Mwahaha!

I am so very pleased. Now, what have I missed?!

Also, my Associate is taking me to London for the weekend tomorrow *huge happy grin*...I should really write the end to my little story "The way things happened" really, shouldn't I? Perhaps it's best left at this:

"Middlesbrough is a very long way away. By the time they had driven there and back again, they realised just how much fun eachother's company was, and decided that their lives were actually much nicer with eachother in them.

'You are amazing' he said, smiling at her.

'You are too' she said, smiling back"

THWARTED!!!

So, I worked from 9-1 and had a very busy morning indeed. It was stressful, hectic and I was tired, but I consoled myself with the thought that I was going to London this evening to see my lovely friends, dance, drink and generally make merry at LondonLoves.

I got home, started getting ready and danced around my room to the Pipettes...

I got all dressed up....

I went to the train station...

And the lady at the desk told me that due to mental, evil, stupid works on the line (not her exact words, more mine really) it was going to take me about 3 hours to get to London via busses and diversions, and about the same getting home at the ungodly early hour of...10.30pm in order to get home some time this week.

BOLLOCKS.

So, I sighed, cried a little bit, stamped my feet, and went to Sainsburys. I have just come back, having bought three tubs of houmous, a loaf of bread and a wicked Christmas present for my Dad all dressed up in my Slytherin finery and a vintage pearl choker necklace.

I plan to eat the houmous and bread and watch horror movies and play Sims2 all evening, and try very hard not think about everyone having a lovely time in London.

Pah

I am so tired :( Working 12-8s and still waking up at 8 in the morning is a bad thing :(

And, my internet has been kaput for two days and I MISSED IT! How silly am I?

TEETH

I was eating my branflakes with brazils and yoghurt a little too enthusiastically this morning.

Did I bite my lip? No.

Did I bite my tongue? No.

Did I bite my tongue piercing? Yes.

Did I chip a bit of my tooth off in the process? Indeed.

OUCHIES.

At least it isn't visible from the front! I've got to go to the dentists really, but it's not something I am looking forward too. The enamel on my back teeth has worn off a bit and my gums bleed when I brush my teeth...boys and girls, purging might make you feel splendid for about 5 minutes, empty and free, and just about manage to keep the lbs off (but really, it doesn't, becuase it's barely possible to empty one's stomach before the digestion process, and therefore the absorption of the vitamins, minerals, fats, proteins, carbs etc, has begun) but GODDAM, it will wreck your teeth if it goes on too long. I think I've avoided too much damage to be honest...but still.

Nudity and Friendship

Well, what a fabulous weekend I have had.

It was so ace that I can't fit it into words in my head, let alone translate those words into a blog entry, so I shall simply say this:

My parents and their friends rock (thanks to them I had a great weekend and am now the proud owner of a vintage pearl choker necklace.)

My Associate is the best person EVER (thanks to him my PC now runs at the speed of lightning and my Sims are AMAAAZING).

And these two pictures, in the flesh (hehe) are quite the most beautiful things I have ever seen:

I hope everyone had a wonderful weekend too :)