Not monday morning, nor 9:15



Mmm, in uni, should really be working, but there’s only half an hour until my lecture (well, 25 minutes) and I lightened my bag by whipping the stuff out of it which I would normally study; largely because I’m planning to do studying at home.

For some reason I was incredibly slow to get going this morning and so, spent half the morning running round like some deranged maniac trying to get food made, uni stuff sorted, dressed, showered and ready to go (not necessarily in that order ;-)

Something is lurking in the corner of my mind…

…oh aye, the not normally nationalistic thing.

Yeah, I used to think I was completely un-nationalistic. Not in that “we are better than every other country way” (I’m still not), but in that I don’t really mind where I live not really particularly proud of Britain specifically kind of way. Perhaps coming from my background explains that, my mum and her family saw the other side of the empire rather too closely for a huge and emense bond to form between my mum and Britishness.

And then, a few days ago, circumstances conspired and I suddenly realised that I was actually really quite defensive about Britain. People slagging off Britain winds me up – and I’d never really noticed.

So, yeah, some of my favourite things about where I live…

  • Invention & Ingenuity. We’ve got a long history of invention and ingenuity, and as long as we include all of Britain (i.e. N.Ireland, Scotland and Wales) then we’ve got an awful lot of really bloody good inventions attributable to us (especially given the size of our population). Apparently, even the uniquely american V8 was invented by a Scot…. Unfortuantly we can’t claim the 2 stroke as ours… which is most distressing, because the only V8 I like is Russian, whereas I love two strokes… :-)
  • Tolerance. Britain’s incredibly tolerant, actually, of deviations from normal. Oddly it seems to work the other way round from how you’d expect, in the abstract Britain seems to be incredibly intolerant (if you look at popular media, especially the daily mail), but in person it’s not really the case at all.
  • Food. British food has a sucky reputation, but actually some of it’s bloody nice, but it’s not just that we do have an incredible range of foods available. I was once told there are something like 50 nationalities of take-away in some small area of bristol; isn’t that fabulous?
  • The BBC (and Channel 4). Do I need to say any more than that? Doesn’t everyone love them? Although, to be fair, I’ve been watching a lot of merkian imports recently (The L Word, Joan of Arcadia, Dead Like Me)
  • The countryside. It’s just beautiful; I love the highlands in Scotland, I love the mountains of the Lake and Peak district. It’s just my country…… Other places are incredibly beautiful, I love the Irish landscape, and the beauty of Sri Lanka still resides inside my head, but this is my home, and I just love it :-)

So, folks…. tell me what you love about your home…. Or where you want your home to be…. or whatever. Heh.

Engine steady!

So, Another day, another new video uploaded, or it will be by the morning…. being uploaded right this instant.

Yeah, so, it’s like….

…..not as good as the first one, I really didn’t have the hang of the new software when I did it. But, it’s there. It’s fitting an engine steady.

The pride video is coming on nicely now, with evil afoot; some bugs in the software appeared to give me a lot of grief tonight, I’d be in bed now, but it took a while to work out why the damn thing wasn’t rendering…. So, yeah. You can all wait on that.

Anyway, go look!

Tired beyond belief

So, I’ve been making some big changes to my lifestyle of late. I’ve taken back up jogging, I’ve been rowing again (400 strokes yesterday, 500 strokes today!), I seem to be heading towards being demi-hemi-vegitarian (my girlfriend is veggie, and so I’m just buying more veggie food…. and not really buying any meat. In fact, I’m just using up the last bits of meat in the freezer….). I’ve even tried a new supermarket….

Those of you who know me know I’ve got as much brand loyalty as George Bush has compassion for Lesbians, so me trying a ‘new’ supermarket is hardly wildly suprising; however I;ve always had a really low opinion of Morrisons, since well, the only encounters I had with them were the crap my ex-flatmate used to bring back to Uni from his frozen-wasteland-based-home. Aaaaanyway, I actually went there with the gf, and yeah, it looked okay, and cheap….

…and so, yeah, I’ve eaten my words, and bought Morrisons food.

Of course, it is a bit sad when your ‘posh’ shopping is done at Morrisons (to compare with the essentials stuff which is done at Lidl!).

Yeah, so, I’ve been doing actual work towards my degree, I’ve been staying after hours at uni, and going in early, I’ve been editing videos together (see other post)(which I’m enjoying a lot, and sod the rest of you ;-)

This is all part of a sea-change in my lifestyle. I want to sort my life out, it’s got to be too much of a state recently. There’s not ever been enough work done by me towards what I want, there’s been an awful lot wasted, and I’ve not taken remotely decent care of my body. It’s time for things to change, and change they are.

Of course, how long the jogging/rowing lasts….that’s a matter that only time can tell. I’ll probably keep updating everyone about it, ‘cos that way I’ll feel compelled to actually do it….

Oh, and the L word, it’s cool isn’t it! Really enjoying that series :-)

Making out like a bandit….

Well, not exactly, but still… 20 quid, 2 DVDs (well a double disk set) in exchange for 5 dvds, a video and 5 bags of books.

Actually. I made 20 quid out of the books, then gave the rest to the Amnesty shop (thus satisfying my need to do good and making me cash); but disposing of the DVDs was a bit harder. Most places that say “WE BUY DVD’S AND VIDEO’S” (sic), are, apparently, not buying DVDs right this this instant, like today, at all. Which is a shame ‘cos the place had quite a few DVDs I actually faniced.

Wheras Blockbuster offered me actual cash money (or value towards a trade), and they’d take the whole damn lot off my hands. Which was cool, and I got Red Dwarf Series I on DVD. Which means I can get rid of a bunch of home videos :-)

I fear it’ll probably be the hideous remastered version of Red Dwarf; but still…. Better the space :-)

Oh, and I got the two bolts that secure the rear seat. Well, I got two bolts that fit the rear seat, thus no more rear seat flying forwards when I brake. It’s kinda odd :-)

Down down down

Yeah, for whatever reason I’ve been on a bit of a downer today. Reaching it’s peak about 4pm when I was just laying doing nothing staring at the ceiling. Which sounds worse than it was; just couldn’t get the enthusiasm for anything. Work, not work, watching TV, listening to music. Everything kinda left me completely cold and without any feeling of enthusiasm. In the end I did the “clearing the book shelves of junk”. Unbelievably I’ve got 5 bags of books to go; and there’s another 6 *boxes* of books at my parents! 6 Boxes! I’ll save you the trouble, “Bloody hell Kate”….
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Love thy neighbour

Unless of course he’s a complete wanker.

So I’m working on my car, not even daring to have the engine running (which is a sin in his book, but I didn’t need it running for this :-), and what does he do? Turn his little shittyped round until the exhaust is pointing directly at me (well, the car’s in the way, but the exhaust is pointing down…) – i.e. sideways on his drive; start it and run it.

Why? God knows. He’s just a shit, as far as I’m concerned.

Then, while I was doing the video bits of “how to change the engine stay” he sat and rev’d his motorbike…

….again, possibly explicable, except that he was washing it. Why this required it to be rev’d I’m not entirely sure.

Anyway, engine stay is changed, I hope it’s a bit better now, and the judder’ll be removed…. and when I get the software I’ll edit that video (all 25 minutes of it) into something sane / insane :-)

Moggie Magic!

Well, after a bit of a misjudged afternoon (took kick plates off, discovered very distressing things, put kick plates back on – but did this all too late….making me late for doing stuff with my housemate, which made me late for..) the Morris Minor Meeting was cool, bizzarely they seemed never to have encountered a woman who does, uh, all her own maintainance…. and um…. seem to want me to give a talk on it. Ah well. We’ll see.


No, another Nursing Times has arrived! This is unfair, I’ve not even *opened* the previous one! Nyargh.