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My current life in bullet points, as I haven't updated in ages and...I don't know. I feel lethargic today.

- I'm moving house next week. My landlord decided to try and sell my house (ha! Good luck with that!) so didn't renew my tenancy. It kind of pissed me off a bit when I first got the letter because while this house has many problems, it does have an amazing garden for Evie. And also, ugh, packing.

But now I'm fine with it because it's been remarkably straightforward this time around. I've found a nice place close to where I work and OMG YES, the house needs nothing doing to it - no painting or repairs or anything. Heaven! And it has a lush converted attic I'm going to have for my room. And a cellar. Awesome. But no garden, BOO! Anyway, all I have to do is pack everything here and wait for the removal men. Which...I am putting off doing by updating this instead. I have a week though so I'm not stressing and even taking the opportunity to thin out my possessions. Even donating books! It's painful but has to be done.

- I hate my job. Hate it hate it hate it.

- Evie is turning into a precocious little girl and I love it. She doesn't let her lack of speaking ability hold her back in getting what she wants - she's taken to taking people's hands and dragging them to wherever she wants them to be. In the last week, she has learnt to say 'go', 'thank you' and 'all right' - this last usually delivered with a sigh when asked to pick something up, or similar. She doesn't seem to learn single words now, just two at a time. And she constantly runs around happily, yelling her head off, laughing, being cheeky as all get out...ahhh, my little girl. I do love her so. *beams*

- Things seem odd with Steve and I don't know why. Sometimes odd in a good way, sometimes bad. I can't figure it out and have given up trying.

- I am still in a quandry as to whether to go to Uni this year or not. This'll probably get a post of its own as it's complicated and I need to write it down in order to be able to work it through. I can't be bothered now though.

- One of my two New Years Resolutions this year was to start taking guitar lessons, and I have. And I love them! I can't afford the other one, which was to get my full motorbike licence. No matter, I don't believe in New Year's Resolutions anyway. But I do love my guitar, oh hell yeah. Lessons are going very well. :)

- Exam results in two weeks. Yay! I'm not worried, to be honest, but still have a chill of nervous anticipation when I think of it. I always quite like getting results and this time they should be good and will mean I haven't wasted the last three years. In an abstract sort of way, I feel chuffed with myself that I juggled a child, a job and college and will hopefully come out with top grades. On the other hand, I just did what had to be done so don't really think much of it. I just wish I could make up my mind over what to do next.

- Bloody hell, it's August. Where did this year go? In a months time, it'll be autumn and Christmas stuff will start appearing in the shops. Where the hell is the blazing summer we were promised? Bad show, England. Yet again. Bad show.

- I lost internet for five days there and as a result, read a book. I used to read two or three a week. I think that was the second full one I've read this year which makes this news worthy of a bullet point (hyphen? I don't know how to HTML bullet points) of it's own. It was a completely rubbish book but that's not the point.


OK, I'd better go pack something. Has anything interesting/brilliant/exciting been happening for anyone? Do let me know. I've been incredibly emo this month and haven't been keeping up with my flist at all. Apologies.

I am sitting here watching Steve plant kisses all over Evie's forehead. It's the first time I've ever seen him kiss her and I am dead.

( Moar Chrimbo pics )



Hope everyone's having a good start to 2009.

It snowed this morning, SQUEEE! It only lasted about twenty minutes but it stuck and everything and was lush. Everybody at college was v.excited and it put everyone in a good mood, which was nice. More forecasted this week I think - lots on Thursday we hope! Can't wait.

First of December. Love it. I can now listen to Christmas tunes and squee over Chrimbo adverts and decorations and stuff without getting looked at like I'm a freak. I informed Steve that he was not allowed to be a downer on my Chrimbo festivites...he paused, then said, 'Ah, but it's not the twelve days of Christmas yet, is it?' I gave him a withering look. He laughed and looked smug. Git.

Dec 1st advent calendar pic; Christmas tree. A v. cute one. :)

Still have not done coursework - it's due tomorrow. I even had a totally unexpected day off work and was rejoicing because I would be able to do it without pulling an all-nighter. Have I done it? I have not. In my defence, I was coming home to get started and happened to notice that the canal by my house had frozen over. Obviously, this merited pictures so I took a walk to get some. Then I was freezing so a long hot bath was necessary. And then...OK, I got nothin'. I mostly dicked around on the internet. Sooooo, that'll be me skiving class tomorrow and spending all day on it. Boo. We're doing Thatcher at the mo and I love studying her. Seeing people's reactions to her is totally hilarious. And then I feel old because I grew up watching her on TV but whatever. It's awesome. Bleurgh, coursework.

OK, bed now.

I love that I can use winter icons now, and even Christmas ones, and have it not be weird. Should really get a Halloween one though.

And man, y'know what? I fucking miss the days when I was on LJ all the time. This time of year brings it back - three years ago I was unemployed and couldn't afford to eat let alone have a life. So I used to play on LJ and live in Milliways and it was a really nice fun way to spend time. Now I have no time and I miss it. :(

Speaking of no time, I'm supposed to be writing three essays today but what with having no heating my hands are literally too cold to pick up a pen (how's that for an excuse? They're not too cold to type, obviously), so I am...killing time on LJ again, hurrah! Really should write essays though, one is coursework and one is for Oxford. The other is just homework, so, unimportant.

Last week I really wished I could go out for Halloween. Now I'm looking forward to spending the evening taking the piss out of the Babydaddy for turning 38 - mwhahaha, only two years until the nervous breakdown! He's fun to take the piss out of because he takes it well and then gives it back. ...shit, that reminds me, I have to wrap one of his presents still and get Evie to write her card for him. And make a birthday cake that he can't eat anyway but its the thought that counts, right? I can eat it, so thats alright. *makes list*

Ho hum. Hurry up electrician. Or don't, 'cos then I'll have to write essays. *twiddles thumbs*

Oh My God, she's driving me insane. *pulls hair out* And I feel very nasty about it because she's actually making an effort not to do and say the things she knows piss me off. ARG!

Mother aside, things are OK. Went back to work on Monday and it was kind of like I'd never left. The first day was extremely bizarre though because I kept geting flashbacks to last year, both good and bad. Also, it's the first time I've ever worked there when Steve hasn't been around and it is totally weird. I have to keep reminding myself that he's not about to suddenly appear on his bike and that I don't have to make him food covertly because Head Chef Sam didn't want him to have it (no one else knew he was diabetic y'see, and I wasn't allowed to tell anyone). STRANGE! But it's been a good laugh so far and I haven't forgotten how to do my job...it's not taxing I know, but I thought there'd be details that would escape me. Not so far.

Other than that, it's as you were.

I said I'd do an 'about me' thingy a few weeks ago due to the new people on my flist. So I shall do that now for anyone interested, in easy to digest bite-sized chunks.

( Once upon a time there was a girl who utterly failed to live in any kind of cupboard under the stairs )

I think that's all the basics and will make some sense of the things I post most about. Long, naturally. I never know when to shut up.

Now. Do I watch the new Indiana Jones movie, which the magic fairies magically and invisibly deposited on my harddrive this morning? Or do I watch more football? Decisions decisions.

MAN UNITED CHAMPIONS AGAIN WOO WOO!! I should have posted that last night but was busy. SO AWESOME THOUGH! Bring on the Champions League final now.

Today, I skipped the gym and actually went outside. I know I know, shocking. I usually do all exercise safely behind closed doors. But not today! There was a bike and shorts involved and now I remember exactly why I prefer all physical exertion to take place indoors. There are midge bites. YUK! Possibly my least favourite part of summer. Ah well. I still feel triumphant.

( Stuff about the bizarreness of the babydaddy, cut for length and those who don't care )

TWO WEEKS LEFT OF COLLEGE! SO glad. I am so over it right now. The weather is too nice to sit in a classroom, I can't be arsed to do homework and am completely over the subjects at the moment. English exam next week, then half term, then history exam on June 2nd, another class on the 3rd and that's it! I'm not particularly looking forward to going back to work but it's only for 20 hours a week and the rest of the time I can enjoy the summer with my kid. Having mother here also means that I can go out some evenings and OHMYGOD, maybe even go and see a film or two. Hurrah!

Evie has learnt to wave. It's a bit haphazard and sometimes she just doesn't bother but she can do it if she feels like it. So cute!

OK, I will stop blathering. Today is a very nice day. :)

ETA: Further to the Johnny Vegas thing I keep going on about, this article pisses me off. Possibly because I've been expecting to come across something like it for a while now. It was only a matter of time until someone said, 'I, for one, didn’t imagine for a minute he meant it.'

Oh, so that's alright then? He didn't mean to assault her so it's OK that he did? Bollocks. When it comes to things like this, intention isn't everything.

Someone can go out on a Saturday night, not meaning to get into a fight. But if they do, then it happened. A husband or wife can get into a row with their spouse and not mean to lose their rag and hit them. But it still happened. And this is worse because Johnny Vegas did mean to get a girl up on stage and kiss her, allegedly with a lot more touching involved than that. It's no good people defending him by saying his intentions weren't bad - if he did it, he did it. End of story.

Also, he's sueing for libel now, against the paper that accused him of the assault.

Edit II: The Revenge: Further to the above edit, I got a reply from PG Tips, the tea company Johnny Vegas is the frontman for. They describe his behaviour as irresponsible and inappropriate and say they're disappointed in it - but hope I'll continue to buy their tea. At least they can state that something bad happened! Unlike Jonathon Ross, Vegas himself (and his lawyers) and others who think its OK because he didn't mean it.

( Full PG reply here, for anyone who cares )

Hurrah! An entire day where I didn't lock my keys in the car or lose any money or anything. Awesome!

There have been some big recent lj things, right? The Open Source Tits thing for one (sorry y'all, I can't stand the word 'boobies'...or 'breasts' for that matter) and all I have to say on it is...well, if the intentions of the original participants were as pure as the poster said, then fine. Didn't seem like anyone was hurt. Trying to take it further and bigger and make badges and whatnot? Bad bad idea. I wouldn't let anyone touch me like that, simply because I don't trust anyone enough to be really sure their intentions are as simple as that guy said they were. I would be suspicious of what was really going on in their head. And anyway, I don't like being touched by people I don't know...and lots that I do know, now I come to think of it.

Anyway. I had a point. Yes. Taking the 'project' bigger will undoubtedly end up with people getting slapped in the face/arrested/people getting drunk and taking it too far/someone saying it's OK to start off with and then changing their minds and becoming uncomfortable and then getting upset and/or sueing...y'know what I mean? Fine, these people had an evening where everything was simple and non-weird. Good for them. But they really need to leave it there, if only so they can look back on it in years to come and remember it fondly, as opposed to the giant ball of hurt/lawsuits it threatens to become.

In other lj stuff, birdseyeview linked to this this morning. And seriously, what? I'm usually laid back about bad literature etc and indeed, I started reading that and just laughing. But by the end of it I was feeling pretty damn sick if I'm honest. The fact that the author of these books shows up on page three of the comments and basically admits that his hero is disgusting (but still a hero!) and the books are crap, almost makes it worse really. Because if you know your own work is that bad and has that much potential to inflict harm/be triggering for a lot of people, why fucking write it?

Anyone who has triggering issues with talk of rape or just plain gets rageful at disgusting mysoginy (spelled wrong, right?), I would advise you skip that link. It is fictional terrible behaviour but that doesn't actually make it much better. It is also just terrible terrible writing (the excerpts from the books themselves prove that, the review of it by the poster is very very good, and entertaining) and worse than almost any bad!fic I've come across and...well, if you want to read and die with laughter/horror, go ahead and click. But be warned at the same time.

SPN tonight, right? I am not excited because I know the format this ep is going to take and I fear I will be annoyed by it. Also, I love the show but it doesn't have me on tenterhooks quite yet - this is probably because I've only just got into it though and haven't been waiting for three months or whatever for a new ep. It's all new to me! I'm sure I will be gutted at the end of the season.

In life-related news...eh. Evie has another tooth coming, I am taking her swimming tomorrow for the first time, it has finally clicked into my head that the Babydaddy resembles Cary Grant more than Jose Mourinho (bonus either way in my book), I have an timed-essay exam on Tuesday that I have done no prep for yet because it bores me and I've skipped three out of four lessons this week anyway. Hmm. V. bad.

My boiler is making very weird noises. Very weird. So much so that I've had to turn it off. And hey, guess what? Now it's cold. *grumps*

Steve didn't come round today. I'm a bit miffed - not because he didn't come, because he said he might not (he had 'something to do' today. Hmmm) - but he did say he'd let me know if he wasn't going to show. And he hasn't. So I will presume he's going to turn up tomorrow which we worked out as an alternative but it would have been nice to know for sure earlier. Still, no biggie. It just feeds my fears that he might disappear one day makes me antsy. I did lots of cleaning for nothing.

My mother got home and about one hour later was sending me nasty emails. Hurrah.

And I am bored. I didn't want to RP in case he did come and now its too late. I have no homework outstanding (well a bit but it's frankly horrific so I can't be bothered right now), nothing good on TV and too early to go to bed. Hmph. Cold.