Number oneDesperate Romanticswhich looks like the kind of thing that wold make me watch television.

Two, old news that I don't even know how I managed to miss: Fantastic Mr Fox

And finally some preview clips from HBP which had me bouncing off the ceiling!

As I am now unempolyed I may have time to do some of the things I've been neglecting recently. By recently i mean for about the last twelve months as life has been rollercoaster of fun and frolics mixed with some madness and sad times. Like life really.
Of course, as I'm hoping to get new one of those job things fairly quickly, I may not get around to much of it.
One thing's for certian I intend to move forward on the Not So Secret Project as this will a) clear some space in the house and b) make some money. As well as c) being me living my dream. Go me!

I've spent the last six months temping (not tempting as I typed at first) at freedrinkdave's office (AON) in Farnborough and it was just the break I needed after the madness of the previous six to eighteen months (depending on how you look at it). I had a job that was easy to do, with people who were genuinely nice and seemed to like me. Although it required a two train commute, it was a fairly pretty one and I bumped into various friends on several occasions which is always nice. Plus there was a pet shop with a HUGE bunny cage and run right by the window where youcould always see some cute little bunnies hopping around, climbing and playing on tehir boxes and toys and sometimes just sitting having a cuddle. That always made me smile. Especially as they seemed to have much better amenities than one usually finds in a pet shop. So yes, although it was slightly montonous and the amount of money I earned was so small as to be almost invisible, I will miss it a little bit.

I feel much cheerier and more myself and I'm havign a two week holiday house sitting for my mummy in Gloucester just to top this up and then to Exeter for the 10th to 12th July, after which I shall go back to Reading and stride out into the world more like a human being and less like a dribbling mess. Maybe. We can but hope.

I was going to share some links and photos as well but they're all on my laptop and as there's no wifi here i'm on Mummy's PC. I shall instead point those of you who didn't see it on miss_sb_dw's journal to this How to Meet and Woo a Nerdy Girl which made me chuckle.

ETA: Oh yes and the tiny Ashley monster has moved in with King Rich (as a lodger) in Reading and is now working in Whittard. A summer with Sibling! Woop!

ETA2: And a lovely tea link via the equally lovely Anna

I'm sitting wrapped up in my dressing gown drinking a cup of tea and taking a moment to do nothing. It's very nice.

Yesterday I threw a surprise party for my lovely freedrinkdave as we're going to be Oop North with my family for his birthday on Wednesday. This was hard for a number of reasons, the largest of which being my inability to keep secret! I managed to get supplies in, bake a cake, have a careers interview with alysha_t and quickly jump in the shower in about an hour and a half having done pretty much nothing all day. As always Alice was far more helpful than I had any right to expect and did lots of little things and a lot of tea making to keep me from exploding. Yay for Alice.
David enjoyed it, he smiled and laughed and we played a board game Cyrus brought with him that's been in his family since it was bought in 1947 called Shipping which everyone (except possibly Martin) throughly enjoyed though it goes on for a long time. We started at about seven and gave up around half ten when the people who'd arrived to late to play were running out of other things to do while they waited. David won. Game was a bit like nautical monopoly but way more fun (possibly because it was new).

Once I've finished my cup of tea I'm going to pack, wash up and then catch a train up to Doncaster for Ashes birthday and Daddy's wedding celebrations next week. I come home a week on Tuesday.

In the meantime I shall recommend to possibly disparate films that I watched with Rich and David t'other week.
First Josie and the Pussycats (2001) which is a ridiculously silly film about the pop music industry and disposable fashion. It made all three of us giggle and laugh. It has Alan Cumming in it. There's a pretty, ditzy blonde who wears kitty ears. Fun.
Second and in a slightly different vein The Scarlet Empress (1934) all about the rise of Catherine the Great. Catherine is played by Marlene Dietrich and the section of the summary where it states that she "...likes Russia, and is very fond of Russian soldiers..." really doesn't lie! Also made us giggle and sparked much debate.

Now my cup of tea is dwindling so I ought to get on with the packign malarkey.

I'm worried my trousers will fall down because I've forgotten my belt.

I also have a feeling I'm going to have to change the toner in the photocopier simply because i'm wearing a white top.

Sing along now children: Paranoia, paranoia everybody's trying to kill me...

I can't get my head out of my dreams from last night. I have lots of random images and sayings from them floating around in my head.

"Oh no! The magma's nearly at the fabric softener, get the monkeys behind the blast doors" the fact that there were no monkeys, we were in a field and seconds before there had been no blast doors was irrelvant. In fact I'd quite like the whole freaky scenario to fade away but I keep getting random panics about the magma hitting us. This means one of three things: 1) I'm still dremaing, in which case i'd like to complain to the management about such a tedious post magma section of dreaming (who dreams of scanning pension files FFS?), 2) my painkillers are affecting my thought patterns or 3) it's actual a sign of the end of armageddon. If the world ends in Fiery!Monkey!Fabric Softener!Blast door! Apocalyptic madness then you heard it here first folks!

There was also a bit with tropical fish in a cardboard box that I had to keep moving a they'd die if the water level stayed constant, eating lime pickle marmalade on toast and the fact that people became naked if you glanced away and then back at them. I don't think any of those are harbingers of doom though, they seem more like the result of the cabbage I had for dinner.

I'm all bouncy, so many much funs on the cards. Hurrah. Tomorrow is ATP time, joyous music and fun with luffly people for three/four days. I can do some dancing and my ears can explode. Woop.
Twill be more fun as i'm still all revved up after seeing Therapy? on Tuesday. That was fucking kickass. Hurrah again.

Once safely returned from ATP next week I shall be seeing Ross Noble and then heading to Exeter for Rock for Rich with yet more luffly people (and yet more awesome music).
The following week there's lots of washing and *gasp* ironing and organising so I'm ready to go to Northern parts for the Ashley/Chelsea/David birthday/Daddy wedding combo week. Eight days later I shall return home, go straight into work and be a zombie for a week before having a weekend of nothing in order to recover. That's in June.

Now I must finish my sandywichy and do some of that there work thing.

I'm sitting in bed grumping at myself for being all tired, in pain and grouchy due to stoopid periodness. Stoopid girl body.
Prior to giving in to the dictatorship of my girl bits I was at a barbecue at Mister G's (nearly former) abode with lots of lovely people, some tasty food and a very pretty impromptu bonfire. Possibly "bonfire" is too grand but it was certainly very pretty and fun to watch! There were many sugary snacks being eaten and thrown around and I'm now a slightly sooty, sugar encrusted Christy. And I smell of smoke. I should jump in the bath but I love the smoky smell in my hair so I'm not going to.

Lots of experimental cookery has been going on- cooked a Japanese feast for various people the other day (duck gyoza, spicy tofu katsu dippers, caramelised sweet potatoes, butternut squash curry -cooked by David- and green tea noodle soup), did much baking of various things, made a haggis hotpot (absolutely delicious even if it sounds a bit weird!) and also did some spicy trout. I do love cooking.

Coming up in May I have a Therapy? gig, ATP: The Fans Strike Back, Ross Noble, Rock for Rich, Ashes Birthday, David's Birthday and my Daddy's wedding. Much fun and busyness!

I just(okay it was yesterday) finished reading The Gargoyle by Andrew Davidson. Twas one of my birthday books and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Porn star gets into a car accident and ends up so badly burnt his penis has to be removed. Random woman then appears on teh burn ward telling him that she's been in love with him since she first met him in the 1300s in a German Monastery. Tis a beautifully written tale of growth and love with a lot of weird shit and some really intense depcitions of things like burning alive and wandering through various bits of Hell. I liked it a lot. Read it.

This post is disjointed as my thoughts are floating and disintegrating much like the soot from the fire earlier.

Today at work there were discussion about whether Vampires had sonar and if they did whether it could be used against them to stop them. Also discussed were pirates. Twas all kinds of good.

I'm getting a tatoo on May 26th. Eep.

I think my head is empty now. I shall attempt the sleep thing.

There are many of you whom I owe things to at the moment- 'art' from the meme, emails, messages, drinks, time and love. Actually no. You get the last one even when I'm busy and distracted.

Recently I've been very busy and distracted which is why y'all haven't received any of the above things. Life has been crazy and hectic and other such things but, above all, good. I've been busy but i've been enjoying it. Woop. Even work is fun in a mundane, monotnonous, I-don't-want-to-do-this-for-much-longer-but-I'm-enjoying-the-time-to-heal-my-mind-and-spirits, kind of way.

I'm ill today - earache, wheezing, can't get warm- so today I'm not busy and hectic and I'm not at work. ( Thus you lot get a post. Lucky you eh? )

And now I am tired and cold again so I'm going to have a nap.

For those of you who weren't aware I recently turned 25. As this happened on the 25th of the month I got out of reason excited and decided to commemorate the occasion with a playlist that showed the musical evolution of my life as I remembered it.
I went into this endeavour in a lighthearted fashion thinking it would just be a case of putting my favourite songs into something resembling order and then somehow lost nearly two months of my life to thinking about, choosing, buying, ordering, discarding, listening too, singing and dreaming about songs. Many of which had sunk into the dark recesses of my brain. Possibly wisely as some of them are dire. My David did some superb song finding - after I'd given up and managed to remain interested in it even though his brain has probably dribbled out of his ears completely due to having to listen to the same few songs over and over again. And also from having to listen to the memories each song dredged up. Other people may also deserve sympathy for having their ears chewed off about it but of these there are too many to mention. Oh except to thank byteback, dudeulike and sexygoldfish_uk who all provided me with songs I required. Cheers chaps.

Anyhoo. For your amusment I present to you: ( The Playlist )

The last one is the only one not in actual lifetime chronological order but tis the going home song and thus clearly had to be the end.

OMG!
Thank you el_staplador I love it!
:o)