fightingthecage | Entries tagged with emo

I. I have two Dreamwidth invites if anyone wants one.

II. I feel a bit rubbish this evening. Just some random emo that I was going to post about but now have decided not to because I'll be over it by tomorrow anyway. Instead, I shall watch a movie (how have I not watched Iron Man despite having owned it for two weeks now?) or...wait, no Ashes to Ashes is on in half an hour. I shall watch that, then I shall watch a movie. Probably.

III. I need to keep reminding myself that getting loads of sleep might feel good at the time but is a bad thing really because I just feel like crap later. Whereas five hours a night might feel bad when it comes time to get up, but at least I buzz through the day on an adrenaline high and feel great.

IV. I wish my exercise bike would show up. I ordered it five weeks ago - I would have to order the one that was out of stock. Just another week though so I guess I can deal. Well, I have to. But I want it now, damnit!

V. Blah. I shall eat the chocolate brownies that I nicked from work because they weren't good enough to sell and veg. Because that will make me feel better. *eyeroll at self*

Current Mood: quixotic

HAHAHA I HAVE NO HEATING OR HOT WATER AND WILL NOT HAVE FOR ALMOST ANOTHER WEEK THAT I KNOW ABOUT.

AHAHA.

HA.

I did have heating. Until this evening when it randomly stopped. Idk. I'm over it. It's not supposed to be as cold this coming week as it was last week so it'll be OK. But still, what a total ballache.

In other news, today has been fairly shit. Yesterday was also fairly shit, especially the bit where I parked my car for a flying visit to the cashpoint and promptly lost the chip-thing that determines how much you pay for your parking. What should have been £1 became £10, as that's the standard price for losing said chip-thing. Great.

Evie slept four hours today and then went to bed early. Wtf? I don't mind as she was disgustingly grouchy this morning and obviously knackered. Usually having time to myself on the weekend is a good thing and cheers me up but today I'm even more grouchy than she is, I think, so it's all been a bit crap.

I want to write things. Perhaps I'll do that now.

I have not done a single bit of homework this half-term. I have a History test for Oxford on Wednesday and really really need to write an essay for them by Tuesday so my teacher has time to mark it. It has to be sent by Friday at the latest and at the moment, nothing is getting done. I just can't seem to do anything. I don't know what the fuck's wrong except I do and don't want to talk about.

Bah. Going for a fag and then will tag some things and generally try to cheer up.

Current Mood: melancholy

I have a jigsaw! ~~It's a Christmas one.~~ It was so lush I couldn't resist. I almost bought this because I've wanted to do a 3D thingy for years but I couldn't think what I'd do with a Sphinx-like gold-painted head-of-Jack-Sparrow once I'd finished it, really, so I didn't. But it was on sale! So...I might go back and get it next week if I'm still this bored.

I also almost bought this jigsaw old-style globe which I saw in WHSmith, because it looks awesome, but I got the regular flat Chrimbo one instead because it was just too beautiful.

Am considering buying a tapestry to do. I used to love tapestry when I was a kid. Or, as

wanttobeatree suggested, knitting. Used to do that too even though I could only do scarves and never learned how to...what's it called? I forget. Put the wool on the knitting needle. And take it off properly when the scarf was done. I always got my grandmother to do those bits for me...it's a slight problem that I can't actually wear wool as it irritates my skin but maybe you get wool that isn't...pure wool, these days. Maybe.

God. How depressing this all is. I desperately need to go out and get wasted, rock out to some good tunes and pull a fit guy. Hmpfh. I'll have to get right on that, yeah.

ETA: I've also been meaning to publically wtf for ages on the fact that GAP don't appear to have a UK website. I mean, what the hell is that about? Its my favourite store but there isn't one close by since they closed the one in Preston a few years ago...why is there no website for me to ogle? Why?

Current Mood: bored

So, I accidentally bought the Ally McBeal Christmas album last week. It arrived today! And I listened to it, even though it is not Christmas yet. I feel very bad. Especially as it then forced me to attack Ebay and buy the S1 Boxset because I remembered how much I loved the show when it was on, even if it was weird as fuck. But hilariously weird! How can you not love Fish and the Biscuit, honestly! And Elaine! BWHAHAHA! Can't wait until that gets here then 'cos it'll give me something to do. Well, watch.

I made scones at half past midnight last night. They are. So. Awesome. It was an attempt to stave off the nightly emo and even kinda worked. I managed to stop having imaginary rows with my mother at any rate. It doesn't stop the fact that the rows will happen anyway once she's up here because I know what she's like but what's the point in living them in advance, right? Besides, she's been very cool with me the last few months so maybe she'll realise that getting in my face when I've just had a kid won't be the most helpful thing she can do. She just sets me off when she calls, is all. She gets all giddy and excited - and its nice that she's happy about becoming a grandmother, given the circumstances, but when she keeps asking, 'is anything happening yet?' and I have to repeat again, 'I will tell you when something happens,'...it gets annoying. So much so that I am immediately going to shut up about it beause I'm getting annoyed again.

I have an urge to go into town and buy things. I want a Gryffindor scarf! I want Home Alone on DVD. I want to buy something crafty and creative and make it. Sitting at a computer to pass the time is getting old and I can't bring myself to watch things on TV. I vaguely feel like a West Wing marathon but am v. tired today and would fall asleep. I can't focus to write anything - haven't been able to for months and months. So...perhaps a wander around the city would be a good thing. Maybe a jigsaw would help. I haven't done a jigsaw in about twenty years. Or one of those 3D things I've seen, where you layer different sized paper up round a pole and it makes a dinosaur or something. I've always wanted to do one of those!

MUST OCCUPY SELF!! (*snicker* Saying that makes me feel like a Nazi contemplating France/the Netherlands or similar)

ETA: He added: 'I'm very fit and look after myself, but [injuring a woman dressed as a tomato by trying to leap over her] was just one of those unfortunate things.'

*cries with laughter*

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus - Jane Krakowski

Scan tomorrow. Hurrah! Tenner ssys that Scribble still doesn't cooperate and I'll have to continue to use he/she/it descriptions for the next six weeks.

Got an email from my mother today in which she informed me that she is 'almost sure that iron pills are not agreeing with [my] system. Ask midwife for alternatives,' along with dietary advice. This may make sense if I had ever told her that I was having any weird symptoms but no. I've been fine and have told her that repeatedly. She bases this assumption on the fact that she can't take iron pills. She is a random woman. This reminds me of four months ago. We were having a row via text message and she sends me one saying,' You are ungrateful and need to grow up! Tesco recalling kettles. serial no. ***** due to faulty wiring.'

...yes. And it was even quite a bad row. What makes it even more bizarre is that she bought my kettle and so knows perfectly well that it isn't even from Tesco! Really, I don't know quite what to make of her any more.

All that aside, this week is being dodgy. I finish work on Sunday and am glad about it because people are irritating me more and more due to being knackered and I'm needing stupid amounts of sleep now. But at the same time, work is the only contact I have with Steve even if he's not talking to me. If I'm not around to remind him of what's going on and keep attempting to engage him in conversation or whatever, then isn't it going to make it even easier for him to piss off for good? I suppose there's nothing I can do about it. Time's on his side, with this one. It's not like I can stand in the kitchen until I go into labour, hoping he'll change his mind, right?

The closer this gets, the more I'm not looking forward to the inevitable confrontation that's going to come with him. At the same time, I'm looking forward to not being pregnant any more. And of course, there'll be a baby. Which is nice. :)

Million things to do tomorrow. Going to bed now, I think. Man, I want to write though. That's also nice because it's the first time in months - practically the first time this year - that I've really felt like it.

Current Mood: blank

I AM SO SICK OF BEING PREGNANT!

Just gimme my baby already.

*breaks things*

Bah.

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Entries tagged with emo

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Beer. Beer beer beer beer beer.

The Lord Mayor of Belfast badly injures a woman dressed as a tomato by trying to leap over her head.

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What if I'm in Slytherin?

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