Hello again! Long time, no type.

I have had such a manic time the last few months, much of it involving slow internet connections and then the joy of no internet connection at all. Woo! Well, now my intarnetz have properly returned and I’m in the migration to UKFSN. Sadly I’m on an LLU so it’ll be a while, but meh. I also hope they can provide more than the 0.5meg they are currently quoting, or I will cry.

So, I’m back! Sorry if people thought they were being ignored, you weren’t. I did have internet access on my phone, in the Turtle, at mate’s houses, but it’s just not the same as at home. Often I would read messages and promptly forget all about replying. My bad :shame:

I know a few high profile people have died lately, but I’m not a people person. I was upset to hear Alex has died. I liked Alex.

http://www.alexfoundation.org/

I’ve managed to let myself get thoroughly bored. I can’t actually remember what I’ve done lately.. this is more a recap for myself:

Monday
Did the usual and went to The Fez at the last minute. James got me in for free though – woo, yay, etc. Shame everyone I knew buggered off early. No idea where James went, but he never came back so I went home via another boozer – tsk…

Wednesday
Went to The Blagrave with some people I used to work with at the very last minute. They watched football, I sat around waiting for it to end. Pretty much everyone agreed I am much happier now I’ve left work. Met some randoms in the Turtle again though. Yayness! Apparently I have nice teeth…

Friday
Tried to buy shoes for Karen’s wedding, bought trousers instead. Damn Schuh for not having my size… damn me for having big feet Went to ZeroDegrees with Claire. Food was ace. Man next to me nicked my olives. Claire has informed me I was being chatted up… I was oblivious… Saw a tired & sweaty Chris after his day of moving to his new flat. Sooo jealous! No-one was in the Purtle or Turks, so I was good and had a really early night.

Saturday
Karen’s wedding. Wore stupid semi-smart clothes. Felt uncomfortable the whole time. Wished I’d worn jeans & a t-shirt so I could have had more fun. Justin got absolutely wankered. Much hilarity ensued, although being the very last guests to leave and the car journey back weren’t quite as much fun… Poor Matt for enduring it all sober!!

Sunday
Died. Got messages about going out, but they didn’t get to me until it was too late. Got annoyed with staying in

Monday
Shopped! Met up with Chris & James, did The Fez Club thingy for free again. Saw Dezzy for 2s before he disappeared and never returned. Probably the only time I’ll go to that place and know people… and I didn’t even speak to them!

Wednesday
Cocking postman didn’t ring the doorbell so my new corset is now back at the bloody Post Office. Not impressed. Have to try & get there tomorrow to pick it up. HASSLE! Made a fantastic chocolate cake. It is awesome. I make the best cakes. Staying in is making me antsy…

Thursday
Going to see Dan le Sac vs Scroobius Pip at The Fez Club – should fuckin’ rule

Friday
Going out to get royally smashed with Robyn. Starting off in posh boozers, gonna end up at the Purtle, you just knows it. Hopefully it will be messy and involve limbs ’n’ shit. Maybe I can burn some bloke’s earlobe again. That was always a laugh…

Saturday
Off to see Mark Thomas at 21 South Street with Chris. Very much looking forward to this & getting mucho drunko afters.

Sunday
Sleepies!! Yeah right…

This weekend has to be one of the most random in a long while. Had a feeling Friday might be as dead as last week so prepared for the worst. Didn’t really happen like that!!

Started off with work people, did the Turks thing, did the Turtle thing. Even did the sitting in St Marys graveyard talking cod shit thing! Loads of people were out & about. Although I didn’t get round to talking to half the people I meant to… I remember Paul asking me for some meths at the Turtle though… WTF?!? Timing on Friday ruled though, managed to get to the Rising as Kev was leaving – cheap(ish) taxi – yay! The taxi driver was sooo cool. Spent most of the journey back discussing horror films.

Got home and failed to feel tired. Went on IRC… looked up & the sun was out. Completely failed to get back to sleep after a measly 3 hours.

On Saturday I went to say goodbye to my favourite cousin ever, Heidi. Can’t believe out of the millions of cousins I have, she’s the one who’s moving to Australia

After that I went into town & did the Turtle thing all over again! Me & Nick were at least kept amused by the guy trying to detect bombs using his mobile phone… weird… Met Ectospazz (the band playing the Turtle last night) and discussed filthy southern rock.

Nick wussed out :p and went home. Within 20 minutes 5 random blokes were sat with me… within an hour we were coming up with really bad jokes and downing flaming shots of Sambuca… a drink fight ensued. Stickiness followed… Then 3 more random people joined us thinking I knew the original randomers… later we were joined by more, new randoms! So bizarre!

Tried the Rising after that, but it was a bit dead. Today has been nowhere near as random… boo for predictability.

I am now officially a Jo of the minted variety. Money cleared yesterday apparently. Just moved a stash of it into savings… gonna be earning about £80 a month in interest. Wheeeee!!!!

The amount of money in my savings account is currently at AWESOME. I bet I spend it all on booze and gadgets. Go me!

I’m on a total high from this right now, but I know soon I’ll remember I had 3 hours sleep last night and I really shouldn’t be awake… let alone going to see my favourite cousin off, she’s moving to Australia-land forever and then going back out drinking again straight after…. ow! Ow!!

R.I.P. DeathCopter

Why does this keep coming back? I have absolutely no reason to feel so shit, but all I can do right now is cry & get angry at myself.

I go out, fake being happy, then come home wondering what the point of anything is any more. It’s all just darkness and shit.

Wow, how emo am I.

I can only assume this is in some way hormonal/chemical because there really is nothing bad happening to me at the moment. Yes I’m being let down a lot, but what’s new. You can never trust anyone except yourself… and I’m a fucking brilliant liar.

I have finally left employment. I am now officially unemployed and farkin’ lovin’ it.

A big THANK YOU! to everyone that came out to wish me farewell. It was a good night, would have been better if I didn’t have to drink the evil cider, but fuck it. At least I managed to not think I was a cat this time. Onwards and upwards…

Been invited to the Beer festival again today… but that’s just silly. And I have a house warming to go to if I’m still invited Ms Robyn?

The leaving work festivities should be continuing on Friday at the Turks and then the Turtle, just because we can.

Only another day left at work now. This is pretty scary. I’m really looking forward to not having to get up and stuff, which goes without saying really. However, not going into work will be really odd. I’ll have to go out more just so I don’t end up a hermit.

I already figured it’s an ideal time to lose weight. Since splitting up with Chris I’m already lighter than I was. But then the boredom eating & weekly pizzas have gone. When my knee is better I’ll be walking to and from the station loads more too which has to be good and I can spend more time on the Wii :oD

It’s amazing how many plans I already have. Suddenly people seem to want to be my friend again… hmm… anything to do with that fat cheque? ;o)

Life is good. For the moment.

For the first night in a few weeks I have a had a good night out. Muchos thanks to Kev, Nik, Matt & Mikey. I managed to get rather wasted and not think about all the shitty stuff for an entire evening.

I can also now remember the benefits of being out from 18:00

AND I managed to not be a freak magnet. Woo!

Now I am not tired in the slightest, so will be watching lots of Mitchell & Webb and talking on IRC. <3 geekiness.

Nothing makes sense anymore. I don&apos;t know who I am. This can’t be me anymore. Am I really the person leaving their secure job to do god knows what? Am I really the person getting their first passport? Am I really the person booking holidays?

This isn’t me. I’ll wake up soon.

I probably shouldn’t have stayed out drinking tonight. I need sleeeeeep!