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Do I clean up and put the tree up lie on the sofa watching Supernanny?
I went out last night, but I don't have a hangover.
How's your Sunday looking?
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:14, 90 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
and couldn't sleep last night :(
I think you should have a lie in
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:18, Reply)
Have a nap.
If I don't do the tree now, I dunno when I'll do it but the sofa is sooo warm.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:21, Reply)
been in bed ages, alternatively reading and staring at the ceiling and very quick bits of unconsciousness. Been mostly awake since 5:30
the tree will look nice when it's done, but remember tidying up is rubbish
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:24, Reply)
but I reckon it can't be all the reason I was sleepless
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:20, Reply)
but I'm in Brighton next weekend so it might not be for a little while
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:26, Reply)
truth is, I had a really cool time yesterday, he seems like a good person and we got on well. The weird thing is, I suspect he likes me, too. Wasn't really expecting that.
There you go, now I'm off to the shop to buy cheese muffins
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:35, Reply)
not making me more awake, though
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:37, Reply)
and that's usually 2 hours with travel, plus I've shopping that needs doing. There's football in the pub at 1:30 so I need to squeeze a lunch in too.
So what am I doing still sitting here mooching on the interwebs? I ask you.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:20, Reply)
I got told to stop doing The Boat yesterday because of Health & Safety!
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:23, Reply)
watch some downloaded telly, have lunch, have a couple of pints in the pub with the footy, go to gym afterwards.
The original plan involved shopping at the giant Tescos by the gym once I'd finished, but in the new plan it will have closed by then (damn sunday hours) so I need to get stuff more locally at some point. *sigh*
Or I suppose I could shop on the way to the gym and leave it in the boot - it's not like it's terribly warm out. *feels good about plan*
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:20, Reply)
I appreciate that it's not the ideal scenario...
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:09, Reply)
I'm really sick of the bloody stuff. But I need to try to get my car back to my house.
Oh, and hello all, by the way. I've not been around here much recently.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:23, Reply)
I walked home like a tipsy pensioner last night
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:24, Reply)
I'd be glad of that. There's more snow here than I've seen in my life. Over half a metre before it started to melt (slightly) yesterday. Now everywhere's got the most humungous icicles hanging off guttering.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 10:27, Reply)
You'd have to time it right, so it's not too hot, but not cool.
I wonder what the best flavour would be to use? I think berry based ones won't be good, too many pips.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:13, Reply)
forever. They actually are the only known substance to fail to adhere to the 2nd* law of thermodynamics
*may not mean 2nd
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:26, Reply)
My Sunday is going to be lazy.
Is Supernanny a modern version of this?
www.youtube.com/watch?v=afQl3SdFAIc
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:17, Reply)
I would actually be feeling better than I do right now. How Amberl manages on ~3 hours sleep a night is utterly beyond me.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 11:59, Reply)
I had a crap night out and then a crap nights sleep. The last time I remember looking at the clock it was 6:30am and I woke up twice between then and 11am which was when I decided I probably should stop trying to get more sleep.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:27, Reply)
I came on here and snivelled about it but of course there was nobody about to sympathise at 2am!
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:38, Reply)
That sounds shit.
What a grade A cock. Did you know he was going to be there or wa it just by chance that you found yourselves in the same place?
Also, for a bloke who wanted to get back with you, he seems to have got over you somewhat quickly.
You are well off out of it. Even if you feel shit now, you'll look back on this episode with a bit of wisdom in the future.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:52, Reply)
I knew he'd be there, I've seen him since the break up, I thought it'd be fine. I even thought, you know, he was looking good, he was funny and witty and nice...perhaps I *should* give it another go. I don't fucking think that now.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:55, Reply)
but at least your decision is made. Look at it from that point of view. It'll hurt marginally less
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:57, Reply)
the fact that in addition to him being good looking, funny and witty, he is also a cock.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:58, Reply)
arguably all men are cocks. However that is particularly and unusually cock-ish for him. Either he was doing it on purpose, in which case, yes he's a cock, or he wasn't, in which case he's insensitive and a cock. I didn't mind at first, but after two or so hours of him barely taking his hands off her I'd had enough.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:02, Reply)
As you are the all new, super slim berk, you'll find someone better than the ex, aren't you going to the bash in Bristol? You might bag yourself a Bristolian!
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:07, Reply)
the lady in question is from Bristol - and she runs a cake making business. And she's thinner and prettier than me. If she hadn't been so nice (and clueless about the whole ex-and-me thing) I could quite cheerfully have punched her in the face.
I would imagine that after a week of sleepless nights and frantic fear and preparation for this interview I will look sufficiently haggard at the bash as to be unapproachable...
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:10, Reply)
Maybe when she finds out who you were and why you might have been a bit off with her, she'll also think your ex is a cock?
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:14, Reply)
I'll shut up. She might, but that would probably make her feel bad and it really isn't her fault. I've just had a text off the ex apologising for being insensitive, I'm not sure whether to ignore it or text back with vengeance in mind.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:18, Reply)
If nothing else, it'll make him feel uncomfortable.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:23, Reply)
a bit of icy cold indifference and passive aggressive guilt tripping, is there? I feel a bit better now.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:26, Reply)
Posting STD leaflets through his door, and other such revenge plots, are always very tempting but when this has all washed over you'll feel a lot better if you stayed on the (slightly lonely) mesa that is the moral high ground.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:26, Reply)
I merely said that it was no longer any of my business what he gets up to.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:31, Reply)
I sympathise; I've had an ex do that to me before (pulled a stranger she'd met about twenty minutes previously less than twenty yards from my face). It's a horrible experience, but at least it sounds like you managed a more dignified response than I did (I yelled at her for being an insensitive whore, which of course made things very awkward for our mutual friends present at the time).
Chin up, you deserve better than this, and it will be your time after a while - it sounds like it's all piling up at the moment, having just broken up with the insensitive cock and with the impending interview. Just ride these out and things will surely start to pick up again.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:22, Reply)
and entirely without merit, I have to admit. At least I didn't flip out and make a scene.
Cheers though - I'm sure things will be fine, I'm just feeling rather meh at the moment. If I survive til Christmas without going a bit pants-on-head then I shall be very very glad of 10 days off! Hows the work going?
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:29, Reply)
Other than that it has nothing going for it. I'm impressed you got any sleep at all last night. Hang in there, and make sure you treat yourself to a decent rest over christmas! (Or, failing that, make sure you have plenty of clean pants to hand...)
Certainly going a little better at my end...I think I was a little out of it by the time I left last night but a few pints and real-time conversations with people did a lot of good. I've been pasting some pretty graphs into my slides this morning and I think I might almost have a talk worth showing tomorrow.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:34, Reply)
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:18, Reply)
Which is not that long to go now... Wooo!
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:24, Reply)
But more pressingly my clothes rail snapped during the night (and scared the absolute shit out of me - and with the flat a few floors up lobbing their sofa out the window I felt like I was under siege) and my room is now a bombsite. That needs to change.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 12:59, Reply)
That's my guess.
What is the sofa story?
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:04, Reply)
And we have no idea. There was a party up there but I left cos I was knackered and went to bed. Heard a load of massive crashes during the night and when I got up this morning there's about a million things on the front lawn. My favourite was the five foot porcelain Italian chef (christened Luigi) that they nicked from a nearby restaurant (they/we are wacky students after all), who is now missing an arm due to the impact of hiting the ground.
Works for us as one of our sofas has been broken for ages, so earlier we took ours out there and swapped them over. There was loads more out there but drunken passers by took half the things according to my flatmate. Weird.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:13, Reply)
It had nothing to do with me! I do wish I got to see it all unfold though.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:28, Reply)
I'd decided to let my crush on my friend go, and he suddenly stays up til 4.30am talking to me. It was wonderful, and he's starting to look more attractive than ever. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.
I also mutilated my eyeballs with onions this morning, so shit wasn't all amazing.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 13:53, Reply)
My friend was bemoaning last night that in the last month or so he's had young women give him their phone number with several times the frequency he used to...ever since he got engaged. It doesn't make sense, but it's guaranteed to annoy and frustrate.
And what were you doing with these onions?
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:05, Reply)
I think women have a second sense for things they can't have and zoom in on that. I bet they heard "engaged" and think "Oh, he must be a nice guy! I'll try and get on that!"
I was being a good friend and chopping them for my friend's roast dinner. And weeping openly. How are you, love?
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:09, Reply)
which dissolves in the moisture in your eyes to become sulphuric acid. Which would explain why it hurts.
I'm ok - had better weekends, admittedly (e.g., those that weren't spent at work) but I think it's all coming together at last. Just looked up tomorrow's trains to Reading and I think it could be an unpleasantly early start tomorrow. Still, musn't grumble.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:20, Reply)
(I have never been to Reading, but I'm going to spend the first half of New Year's in Basingstoke, so I REALLY shouldn't comment...)
I read that chewing gum helped, and it DIDN'T. Chopping garlic helped a little but it was very highly unpleasant. What fucking idiot decided it'd be a good idea to eat something that made you leak from your orifices? Fucking idiots.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:24, Reply)
The meeting is in Reading. This is why I've been at work - despite working flat out over the last week to get the data sorted, it, predictably, wasn't quite finished by Friday. Though on the plus side it wasn't the frantic rush of depressing barrel-scraping it's often been in the past.
As for onions - firstly consider the glory of a good onion bhaji in its defence. Secondly, as far as 'leaking from orifices' goes, it pales in comparison to what a good chilli pepper can do to you.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:30, Reply)
earlier this year. I planted it, and I nutured it, and it grew a couple of lovely peppers. Yum!, thinks I, and bit in to one.
It was a cocking chilli pepper.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:32, Reply)
Under normal circumstances I'd prefer chillis to sweet peppers, but not so much in the case "unwittingly biting into a raw one."
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:36, Reply)
The Fourth Bear is excellent, if you've not read it yet.
Oh, you're at work? Unpleasant. Almost as unpleasant as just now, when I got my bacon out and a little bit had a faint green tinge. So sad :( Best of luck with the meeting.
I'm just not a fan of onions in any form :( I love garlic, though. I've been eating a lot of chilli recently. Have to admit I love it just a little bit. My dad once put in his contacts after chopping chillis and didn't wash his hands... OWWWWWWWW
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:35, Reply)
So now I feel a strange need to cross my eyes.
Cheers. This one hasn't been as unpleasant as I was expecting it to happen and, as I say, I think I've got something positive to show tomorrow. Would still have to preferred a weekend off, but hey ho. Maybe I'll skive Tuesday in lieu or something.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:43, Reply)
I can't cross my eyes, or raise one eyebrow. I have little control over my body. Especially when drunk.
That's excellent. I'm looking forward to next week, it's the Classics Christmas Party and I'm going to look as smokin' hot as I can. I hope you can kick back a little. Or you can continue on your thesis. Your choice!
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:54, Reply)
which degrades in to something else which is the thing that stings, but yes. Ancient Egyptians also worshipped them, fact fans.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:25, Reply)
Onions, cats - these two alone are a peculiar-enough combination.
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:30, Reply)
The basis for a fine society there...
(, Sun 5 Dec 2010, 14:32, Reply)
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