Sorry very bust for a full post, but I have a doozie that Im working on at the moment. It mostly involves my work. If you didn’t know what I did for a living; well I ..erm, work in the Adult Industry and before you ask no Im not a porn star… I don’t have the dull, coke fulled personality for that!
sf xxx
P.S if you get a chance to hear Santogold (www.myspace.com/santogold) go and check ‘em out
I have to say that I am rather loking forward to the weekend. I am off to see the family (whilst also dragging Monkey along with me; he hates ‘family’ type things) to celebrate the 1st birthday of my youngest neice. I will also be seein my mother, sisters, grandmother, aunt and verious other family types. So this shin-dig that will result in Monkey having to suffer my family will put a huge smile on my face and an even bigger one in my heart….
Yay to Family
sf xxx
It has been one of those weeks, well to be honnest I think that the whole of January has been a little bit…well crap to be honnest. I am currently ‘recovering’ from a rather nasty cold. I spent all of Saturday lying under the duvet (in the living room in front of the TV). I was unwell, the point that even Monkey went out and brought cough syrup and soup for me (now that tells you how ill I was – even Monkey didn’t ask me to make tea for him at all through out the day.).
Well I was feeling better by the next day. Monkey, woke up, gazed into my eyes and spoke to me in a soft and husky voice ‘Tea? Big cup!’ before removing the covers from me and forcing me out into the cold kitchen to pander to his wanton carnal tea needs. Its nice to know that I do at least get one day off to recover from a possible (and in a manly type of way) life threatening illness.
So after burning my hand on a scalding tea bag, I showered and changed (Monkey being a grubby bugger just put clean clothes on a dirty, filthy, grubby and many other words ending in ly, body. We popped out into Brighton, mostly to see what I hould by the little ones (Its my youngest neice’s Birthday on Sunday and we still owe them Christmas gifts – they went to New Zealand to see thier other grandparents – my sister had fun, a hyperactive three year old and a ill/teathing 1 year old on a 34 hour flight! ha ha ha ha!) and Monkeys comics (Empire, SFX, Wii Reviews and a bag of sweets) and my magazines (New Humanist, Freethinker, Marketing and a bottle of water – go you can tell that Im the older of the two of us – although I look sooo much younger).
After wandering around we discide to book tickets to see ‘Sweeny Todd’ so we book tickets and with 1hour and 45 mins till the film starts we make our way for something to eat. We went to Yo Sushi – the fuckers have changed te menu – all the vegan items that I liked had been removed (although Monkey informed me that his favourite Chicken dish is still on the menu, so he was fine.) so we then move across the road to Pizza Express. After waiting for almost an hour the food arrived – so we bolted it down. With only 4 minuets we had to run (filled to the brim with pizza and diet coke) to the cinema – I was jiggling like a waterballoon, Moneky being the true gent that his is, kept on making me laugh by poking me in the side; so weazing and jiggling like some sort of asmatic hippo we arrived at the cinema.
Monkey grabs an ice cream and I filled up half a bath tub with cheap semi-flat cola (it was foul tasting pepsi max). I manage to drink most of it before the film starts. The film was great;I think that Tim Burton is a true cinamatic genius and if you havent seen the film yet, I would advise you to go and see it. The look is stunning, the feel of the film is deep and dramatic and the acting talent is one of the best around. I love Johnny Depp; he is truely talented and a great actor.
I am trying to think of a great way to end this post – I may well edit it once I have posted it but it will have to do for the time being.
Piff, Puff, Poof
sf xxx
I would like to say that the weekend was fun. I would like to say that I won the lottery infact there are many things that I would like to say happened. Sadly this is not the case.
I will post soon with more info
sf xxx
Mmmm I wonder why I am starting to hate digital TV? Is it the fact that if someone farts in another room we lose all the BBC channels? Is it the fact that I have become hooked on QVC (curse you….curse you and your overly expensive postage and packaging *shakes fist towards the sky*) is it because of the early morning (midnight ‘til 5am) quiz channels with the contestants who are stupid enough to believe that they have any chance of winning that £1000 cash prize (“its a colour; ends with ellow; what could it be?”). Arghhhh!
Could it have something to do with the fact that I will quite happily watch episodes of Scrubs/Cribs/Antiques Roadshow even though I have seen them 100’s of times before. Maybe it has something to do with my love of day time TV – come on who doesn’t like old reruns of Murder She Wrote (and before any of you think that I am being sarcastic I will have to let you know that I have the box sets of series 1 through 6)
I am weak willed – there are you happy now that I have admitted it! I will happily watch crap – hell, I would watch paint dry if they had ad breaks. I am a marketing mans wet dream. I love it – yet I hate it… she is a cruel mistress yet this is the reason why I am happy to come back for more. Now if you will excuse me its almost time for QVC decoupage hour…
I will leave you with this little nugget from early morning quiz TV home many time can you say ‘Come On’ before it get irritating? Where do they drag these people in from (and can I get a job?)
Why Don’t You…
sf xxx
(PS Monkey has also become obsessed with watching – and singing very loudly – along with Bonnie Tylers “Total eclipse of the heart”, should I be worried by this?)
I like biscuits. I know it’s a strange way to start a post but it’s a fact. I really really love Bourbon Cream Biscuits. I am yearning for a sweet treat and at the moment I don’t have any! I have a feeling that I should be going out to get some but seeing as we don’t have any money (I have -£5.25 in my account, Monkey is over his £3000 overdraft and the joint account has less than 35p in it!) The money thing is worrying me a lot at the moment. I work hard (sometimes), I don’t drink or do drugs – so where the hell is all my money going. I know that as a couple we could spend a lot less on eating out, which the last time that we checked was running at about £350 per month ($685 US or $704 CAN) which by any stretch of the imagination is a hefty amount to be spending.
So what are we planning to do: Well as I may have touched on over the last few posts; we are looking to move house. I love this place but we have found cheaper places elsewhere (make that a saving of around £200 per month) plus cutting out all the eating out (£350) and changing the places where we shop (£150) we will be saving over £700 per month. This is where it get interesting and new. In August we are planning to move – away from Brighton and start a new life as vagabonds. I even have the red spotted hanky to be able to do this. I would like to point out that before you get your hearts set on me appearing in ‘Hobo Wrestling Vol4’ we are planning to move to Bristol. Neither of us have the faintest reason as to why we are moving to Bristol. I think it could do with the fact that it’s a lot like Brighton was about 10 years ago – going up. The house prices are relatively good and renting is going to be loads cheaper than in Brighton.
So as soon as we have finalised and made the plans to move I shall let you know!
sf xxx
“Mavis, you’re not fat and ugly. You’re plump and plain!”
Arthur to Mavis Cruet – Willow The Wisp.
Sunday, the day that always gives me that ‘I want to be sick’ feeling in the pit of my tummy. I have always hated Sundays! I know that it has more to do with the fact that its Monday tommorow and having to go back to work is something that no one ever really enjoys. Roll on me winning the lotery and never having to work again – not to self must buy lottery ticket at some point….
I think I’ve hit a dry patch. I am sitting here thinking (or attempting to) of something witty and charming to post about. I can’t. I mean it’s not as if I dont have anything to write about. I could start rambling on about Money’s complete lack of willing-ness to put washing into the washing machine, wash some dishes or even tidy up the front room. I could also write about how poor I am at the moment. I have about 3p in my bank to last me until the next pay cheque, which is something I hate. I mean I work hard, I don’t drink, don’t do drugs, lead a near puratanical lifestyle and yet I still can only just about get by? This is probably the main reason why, tommorow, we will be hunting for a new flat.
I does sadden me to move out of here, I love this place it’s huge and grand and feels like home (although I have a feelking that it has more to do with the fact that Monkey is here as well) but it cost a small fortune to rent. £950 per month (two bed, very small bathroom, medium sized kitchen and a huge front room) which equates to $1857 US or $1908 Canadian. Now Im sure that you are going to tell me that if I lived in a different country I would be able to buy a house and live like a king for the rest of my life on that sort of cash, and to be honnest Im sure your right. It is getting more and more expensive to live in the UK.
Now I could go and move to South Africa (they even have gay weddings) but I have never liked the idea of walking away from a problem. I need to go away and think about this – what should I do?
Just a very quick post – I am currently waiting for the repair man to come and fix our dishwasher. I hate having to do it because they have given me a time – you know the anythime between X and Y sort of times. Im sure I can think of something better to write soon – I hope I can…
sf xxx
