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Plenty of running, no discernable movement
It’s been one of those days. It’s been okay, I had a really good swim – by which I mean, vastly overcompetitive racing Nikki down the pool, arms and legs complaining, beating the frustration out of myself swim. I’m way slower than I was; I’m not getting nearly enough time in the water. It’s this…
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Dull, dull, dull.
So, I’ve got the next two days ‘off’; in that time I’ve got several things I need to do: Action plan for essay. Find evidence. Implement plan. Write 2000 word essay. Polish of reviewing those last two papers. Hope the two I’ve ordered are good. Attack the EU Packs a bit. Swim. Find out what…
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Holy fucking crap…(TV!)
Okay, you may not twig this from recent journal posts but I’m so not a TV person. My standard TV requirements for the last few years can be summarised in one line: Dead Like Me; The L Word; Battlestar Galactica; Hustle. I watched Lost. I even got quite into Lost. Then I went to Alaska,…
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Secret life of Kate
Apologies before I start, I read my post earlier – and decided I really was too tired to work. My plan to do work after I got home changed when I realised that my English had deteriorated to the level that I saw… So, there are things about me that no-one knows, not even my…
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Freezing bloody cold
This house. Gah. I know, the heating isn’t set to come on ’til 5 (remembers this, runs out, sticks heating on), so the house is bloody cold when I get home from work. I’m wary of changing it, because basically, if I changed it to come on before I came home every day, and to…
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Progress Report…
I’m still struggling with the dissertation. There’s a whole ‘enthusiasm to actually do it’ thing; and trying desparately not to leave it, like the EU packs, to the last possible minute. So actually getting down and working is really me beating myself repeatedly over the head with the self-knowledge stick of “if you leave it…
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I just spent an hour…
Creating an exceptionally bad to drive to CD: Moby – Extreme Ways Arctic Monkeys – When The Sun Goes Down Punk-a-Wallahs – Desi on the Streets of Calcutta Ladytron – Destroy Everything You Touch Madonna – Hung Up Praise Cats – Shined On Me (E.Smoove Vocal Mix) The White Stripes – My Doorbell Sugababes –…
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Cue manic laughter
The quality of this screwdriver set might not be all that I’d hope… Â The new fan heater, it smells revolting; but it’s got a ceramic element, and hell, it was 10 quid. Unlike last time I’ll be keeping the receipt (you have no idea how many itterations of the word receipt I went through before…
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There’s no place that’s home
It’s bloody cold here this morning. It’s probably not that cold, but sat around in my big teeshirt and socks I’m fracking freezing. The wet hair probably doesn’t help If you’re wondering about the whole ‘fracking’ thing, it’s a BSGism and it’s because I’ve noticed that Europeans, or more specifically the British and the Irish…
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Hairy McScary
So, for EuroPride 2006 I’ll be taking my beloved Moggie; we hope; this year we’re also intending to make it to the far end and not stop 15 minutes in (not anything to do with Rebecca mind). As part of the forward planning for this I’ve been trying to find out whether, in a Parade,…