Blogalogalog!

Alrighty. Presents are wrapped and under the tree, I’ve seen Alison and Clara for card and gift swapping and nattering, and we have a girls night planned for Thursday. I’ve shopped like a mad-shopping person with my brother (hee!) and generally had fun. Went to the Carol service with Mum and Dad and sang with much enthusiasm. Erm. And I think that’s about it so far. Shall be going shopping with Red on Wednesday (or sitting in a cafe or pub if nothing’s open *g*) and visiting Daisy on Friday. But now I should really go to bed. HAPPY CHRISTMAS! Wheeeeee!

Wow. Very very very tired. Not that that’s anything new recently. *g* But anyway, the work ‘do’ last night was a good ‘un. I had fun being the tweedy librarian (complete with frumpy plaited wig) who turned out to be the illegitimate daughter of the murder victim and a Cardinal. Heehee! Hope my piccies come out well. And today, it’s snowing. Luvverly. Just hope the weather doesn’t delay the trains any. If all goes well, I should get down to Hastings for 8:30pm. Hooray! I’m down there til Sun 30th, so I’m pretty well weighed down with my rucksack, shoulder bag, big placcy bag full of presents, and my clarinet. Fingers crossed that I’ve got some xmas music hanging around at home for me to play. Heheh.

Oooo, mince pies. And hot chocolate with marshmallows! Yum!! I do like working here :-) People are popping in and out today…. those who aren’t working seem to be using the office as a drop off point for their christmas shopping. LOL. Advantage of being in the middle of town, I guess.

Oh, right, and I got a Livejournal account for myself. The idea of it was so I can respond to other peeps’ LJs, but I may occasionally ramble there too. In fact, I already have. Ho hum.

Whoops! Not dead or missing. I just kinda forgot to blog. Still somewhat out of it cos of these meds. Did I mention my almost complete inability to be awake? It’s making the work thing a little problematic. But on the plus side, I got the money thing all sorted out. Woohoo! Christmas presents are pretty much sorted, I’m looking forward to the work Christmas-Murder-Mystery-RPG dinner on Friday night (I have the ugliest costume… it’s brilliant!), and my hair is freshly black, red and chin-length. Ooo, and cos I can’t eat half the time, I seem to be losing weight. Clouds, silver linings, blah blah blah.

Must dash now…. gotta go into town to get something from the chemist for this oh-so-fun nausea, and to find something for Miss Meghan since it’s her 18TH BIRTHDAY. Previous shopping plans were nixed by aforementioned nausea. I will be well for Christmas, I will I will I will!

You know when I said I was gearing up for Christmas? Well, I just shifted back into neutral, due to extreme no-money-ness. So I get paid on the 20th, which is good for the present buying situation, but horrible for January since I won’t have any money to get me through that month either. Argh! Something has to be done, here. I actually wish I could move back home. Why did I not move back home when I finished college?! (Oh, right, cos I wanted to have my own place. Right then. Cos that worked out so well.) ARSE! Have to try and sort something out tomorrow. Feh.

Right then. I’m gearing up for Christmas. *g* Christmas cards are waiting to be written, and I’ve even bought a couple of pressies. Don’t have to get anything for my Granddad, cos Mum’s taking care of that. *sigh* Can’t get him anything really present-like, see – he won’t use it. Instead we have to get copies of the clothing he already has so that my aunt can rotate clean stuff for him – he wears basically the same all the time purely out of habit and routine, I spose. Altzeimers sucks. But anyway, I won’t be getting pressies for the parents til I actually go down to Hastings, I don’t think – saves on carting stuff down the country.

Alexander’s taken himself off outside. Which is something of an occasion – he’s a very indoor-kitty…. my long-legged furry orange shadow :-) It’s all cold and misty outside, though. Brrrr! And I’ve got to go out soon. Better go get ready, actually.

Oh, but before I do, in site-y news, Ragna is now all moved in at freedom.freaky. Also, you might notice that intergalactic.nu and birdoftheweb.co.uk (and all sub-sites) are slightly missing – Megs is having server troubles, but they should be back soon *crosses fingers*. As for me, I’ve started doing some updates again, namely to We Want Him Dark and Kaplooey so far, and the SPIKED Awards should be sorted out soon. I’m also moving Eternal… Literally, but more news on that later. :-) Now I go.

Eh. So, yeah, haven’t been about much. There has been much gazing into space and making of a christmas fairy (for the office tree) out of paper and tinsel instead. The latter was fun at any rate. Oh, and I made out this “Yaaaay/Booooo” list yesterday. Panto season* and all that. Or something:

Yaaaay:
– I’ve got Christmas off work and can go home for the week.
– Bacon butty. Mmmm.
– Buffy season 6 rocks. And has naked Spike. Heheheheh.
– Caffeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine.
– Prozaaaaaaac. *g*
– Christmas decorations. Wheeeeee!
– Kitty cats. Tiny tabby fluffy ones and large orange leggy ones :-)
– My focus customer is now unfocused! (ie. problem solved)

Booooo:
– The train company sneakily changed the timetable again, cancelling the train I went to catch to work this morning.
– I feel like death cos I’ve got used to working the late shift and my brain thinks it should still be asleep.
– No new Buffy for at least a month, maybe more.
– I have to get up at an inhuman hour again tomorrow morning. And the day after. Ugh.
– Depression. Which is depressing. By definition. Blah.
– No work to do. Very bored.
– Need to do website updating. Can’t be bothered.

And that’s about it, really. And now I’m off, believe it or not, to get an early night. Yes, I’ve actually somehow acquired the will to prise myself offline before 3am. No idea quite how it happened, but at least I might get some actual sleep in. Go me.

*It’s behiiiiiind yooooou!

via Megs. And oddly accurate. Heh. Not to mention one of my favourite pictures. I like Dali in general, though.

Vaguely nauseous, fuzzy headed, “enjoying” an attention span equivalent to that of a goldfish. Wow, this is fun. Or, you know, not. Pretty much unable to do anything more creative than install / config cgi scripts. Working on a fabby new thing with Tosca but my head won’t co-operate properly. I’ve been playing my clarinet quite a bit (for the first time in a couple of years). Helping a lot. Music good. Only thing I can concentrate on. That, and the prospect of the new Buffy ep. Wish they wouldn’t keep putting Trek on instead of Andromeda. Throws me out. Humph.

Ugh. I’m pretty much word-free. Not sure if it’s the meds or the fact that I’m in a bit of a stupor after Smashed. Or maybe a combo of the two. Hmm. I’ll be back. Just not sure when.

SaltwaterVice: I live in this world of fantasy. it’s very nice, and keeps me away from sordid reality.
MoltenChaos: Is there naked Spike there?
SaltwaterVice: yep. and naked wes and gunn. men have the cleaning up gene, chocolate doesn’t make you fat, and ASDL is free and available to all. Also sitting at your computer all day doesn’t screw up your back.
MoltenChaos: Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Can I come too?
And thus Dimension Delicious was born. We’re thinking it’s a bit like Dimension Fabulous, only with extra Haagen Dazs. And stuff. Like the dress-up Tara dolls. Hee!

I’m a bad influence on you?! I thought it was the other way round! Damn…. But anyway, Anton *is* her sire. It’s his sire that’s big on the beheading. And the shagging. And you’re making me write aubergine-vampire-slash. Help!

I am 43% Grunge.

What’s this? The longest I’ve been without a shower is three days? Not even close, man. I should go sit out in the rain for a week.

Went to the doctors today, and now I have to take this medication, and it’s all a bit strange…. I feel odd about having to have it, cos that means there actually is something up. Oh, argh. All too confusing. And I know this is all vague and not making any sense, but I need to put it down but also don’t want to go into detail. Not working out so well. I think I’ll go and try out that sleep thing I’ve heard so much about. Yeah.

I have bloggers-block, or whatever you call it.
Give me something
To sing about
Just not aubergines, ‘k, Heather?
And what’s with all the aubergines?
What do they need such purple skin for anywaaaaaaay?
I need to stop watching / listening to the Buffy musical. I really really do.

Sodding hell, *another* American Airlines plane crashed in New York. They’re really not doing so well. Surely not terrorists again. More dead people though, from the look of it – it hit four buildings. Not good.