» Work Experience

Squids.
Being a biology nerd I willingly applied to a massive museum in London thinking it'd be interesting, that and I got a couple of weeks off of sixth form for the pleasure of it.
Most of it was pretty dreary, I spent most of my time rearranging drawers full of snails.
The highlight came when I had to help with the display of the museums recent acquisition, a massive squid by the name of Archie. This was all well and good, it meant I didn't have to sit in a dingy room, however the room stank of formaldehyde and other toxic fumes and so we had to don protective suits, masks, wellies and goggles making me look like some sort of monster.
So this squid, is sitting in a home made tank, which was essentially some wood nailed together and a load of pond liners. To the right of this is a massive glass tank a metre off of the floor. We have to lift this squid into the tank. Easier said than done.
In the end we make a squid lifting device out of some of those trolley things with a raising platform, some rope and yup, more pond liners.
It was going well, until the trolleys decided to start wobbling. Luckily we save the squid falling off of the floor by holding it (a hand full of damp, formaldehyde laden squid is not nice) and then pushing it into the tank.
This said tank is filled with more formaldehyde which is an attractive green colour and when breathed in makes you pretty darn high.
Squid reaches the tank and lands with a massive plop sending what can only be compared to a small tidal wave of toxic liquid, squid juice and rotted flesh over all fifteen so of us.
The tube journey home was fun. It took days to get rid of the smell.
At least I got free drinks at the end of it.

Apologies for length, but the squid was huge.
(Thu 10th May 2007, 23:09, More)

» Scars with history

Spang
I was drying the dishes, like you do when you are deprived of a dishwasher, and i caught the ladle on the tea-towel.

I tugged it free but this resulted in the ladlle spanging me right on the bridge of my nose.

It bled and everything and i have this line across my nose cause i spanged myself with an over-sized spoon. Needless to say, we now have a dishwasher...
(Fri 4th Feb 2005, 22:51, More)

» It was a great holiday, but...

Notice how family always cause the problems?
Two things come to mind when I think of holidays.

The first being in the french countryside a couple of years ago. My cousin and myself decided that we were going to go out in the middle of the night. We broke into this old house that no one lived in. My cousin got freaked out when she thought she heard voices and the door creaked so we legged it and hid in the woods. It was then we realised she'd took the wrong keys and so we ended up sleeping in my dad's van for the night. Oh the comfort and warmth of a van.

The second was coming back from Cornwall last year when my sister decided she was going to pee her way home to London. It's really no exaggeration when I say that she ended up peeing on the motorway in every frickin county.
(Sat 23rd Apr 2005, 17:30, More)

» Claims to Fame

Big Brother
Gah... that programme that channel 4 insists on repeating used to star my english teacher. You knew her as Penny, we knew her as Lisa Ellis.
She got fired for that. She was the one that flashed by dropping her towel. Yes THAT one.

So umm yea. That's my claim to fame...
(Wed 2nd Mar 2005, 0:44, More)

» Little things that turn you on

What turns me on is....
Guys with long hair... and vampirism... also, if a guy or girl plays the guitar/drums i'm falling at their feet.

*edit*- oh and i forgot. there's something amazingly sexy about ice cold hands up my back.
(Thu 17th Feb 2005, 23:58, More)