Dream Scream
We’ve seen some snow, hasn’t stuck around to check the place out though. I think it might have run away screaming.
I managed to scare myself whilst alseep the other night. As far as some parts of my brain where concerned I was screaming and yelling for help, and being ignored, all in my own house. And because I couldn’t hear my own screams I assumed that I’d lost my voice. Not a good thing when screaming. It was mighty scary.
Hate it when I get into a semi dream state. Idiot brain.
-Bea Whale
Tags: snow, scarydream
Wasting more time than usual
I have discovered the delights of MahJong.
It started innocently enough, I asked someone how to play it, and they patiently explained it to this dunce. Now I’m hooked. All I can see in front of my eyes now are tiles. Looking at the keyboard as I type (cos I have to) my brain wants to match up the keys. Stoopid brain.
Nothing interesting has happened today. Nothing at all. Mucho dullness.
Could start getting depressed about things again, but I can’t be arsed to put the effort in.
I’ll just get back to my game and listening to my music.
A wonderful waste of time.
Tis the best I can do at the moment. The number of ways I can think of that I would prefer to be wasting my time on are almost endless, but I can’t do any of them. Bugger.
-Bea Whale
Tags: MahJong, timewaster
Well I never!
I read some odd things tonight.
From strangers.
I can only guess this was because I was on Yahoo games with Yahoo Messenger on.
This I read first:
(15/02/2004 15:31:13): Hi, would you consider selling one or more of your bras ? I can pay £80 per bra, more for large cup sizes. (bras acceptable in any condition)
Not the kind of thing I was expecting to see.
The secound was this:
(16/02/2004 18:14:21): can u define bitchiness? I m looking for a convincing definition
I’ll make no other comments, you lot two can do that. I may say something more at a later date though, when tiredness isn’t taking over.
-Bea Whale
Tags: YahooMessenger, perverts & idiots
AGH! Run away!!
Half term!
Oh, the hell.
Once upon a time I would have been very happy at the thought of no school for a week, close to ecstatic when it was longer. Things change though. Oh woe! how they change!
I do my very best to avoid all public places when the kids are off school. You would think this would play havoc with my social life, but you’ve got to have one for before it gets messed up. (Hey, you said it!)
Now that reminds me….. tis 10 years since I committed the biggest mistake of my life.
I dropped out of school far sooner then the rest of my friends had even considered to think about doing.
I dunno why, maybe it had something to do with the place we all went to, but it kinda seems we all made huge mistakes back then. Some of us still do.
But this got me thinking about what I have learnt, from my own mistakes over the last decade.
- Don’t get absolutely bladdered in a city/town/wherever, whether at home or far, far away, when you’ve got no mates to keep an eye on you. Not following this bit of common sense can be financially, emtionally and physically expensive.
- There is always light at the end of the tunnel. (Unless you can’t see, or the lenses on your sunglasses are very dark)
- Don’t fall in love with married types. And even if they really are about to split up, I reckon it’s still best to leave alone. No one likes baggage. Especially the shitty type.
- Listen and heed the advice of those who truly know what they’re talking about. (Yes, rechargeable batteries make total sense.)
- Ignore those who don’t have a fucking clue what they’re talking about.
- Anything more than snogging on a first date is (proabably) a bad idea.
- Don’t rely on others to:
- do the job;
- do the job well;
- make you happy.
- Good friends are never far away. Even if in physical distance they are. Ah, the true beauty of the internet.
- Whoever thought up waxing was a fucking sadist.
There are probably loads more I could of, but I’ve got to get to the Co-op. Oh no! I’m going outside. Damn you half term!
-Bea Whale
Tags: HalfTerm, RibstonHall, lessonslearnt
Friday the 13th!!
Yay!
Things can only get worse today.
Maybe not.
I don’t go in for a lot of superstition crap. It’s usually some old way of explaining something that folk didn’t understand long ago anyway.
The number 13 is just seen as unluck because of the witch connection. Bloody Christians. Always getting their knickers in a twist about something.
No. I’m not gonna go down this road. Not gonna mutter about such matters.
Will think of other things to mutter about. Muttering’s good. Oh yes.
Tut! I am very disappointed with myself over this entry. Will try harder.
25/04/05: I am asking myself why I’m including this one.
-Bea Whale
Tags: Fridaythe13th, superstition
Something, at last!
For most of yesterday, and today it seems, I had (have) a pain in my back. Tis the kind of pain caused by lying awkwardly in bed. It’s not there all the time just when I move in certain ways.
Bloody annoying.
In a conversation yesterday with someone, I blamed my mattress. He promptly stood up for mattresses. Not sure if it was for all mattresses though, maybe just his own.
The mattress is a wonderful thing though. Which made me think of other everyday, mostly over-looked items that I hugely like.
The fridge, oh, how I do like this one.
Keeping scrummy things fresh and chilled and helping them last longer than they might normally. Brilliant idea.
Matched only by the cooker. What a winning duo. These two should be given awards for their services to humankind.
The chair.
Highly underrated and blamed for accidents that weren’t their fault. If stupid humans want to use them inappropriately, then that’s their business.
What did we use before the chair came along? What would the world be like now if it didn’t exist? Would we all be standing or lying down or, more likely, slouching around? Our backs would be in worst shape than they are now.
oOo! I think the shower has got to be included.
Yea, the bath has it’s plus points, but nothing beats being able to stand under really warm running water when it’s nasty outside!
The mug.
Ah, the humble mug. Holds exactly the right amount of tea/coffee/hot chocolate that you’d want in one sitting; just the right size to dunk biscuits in; slightly let down by the powdered “soup” thing though; it has a handle as well!
The person who inspired this unnecessary drivel lives in Jersey.
The things I’ve learnt in having conversations with him: ermm….. well there was something about a strange place called St Patrick’s. And it’s possible that the place has been taken over by Invader Zim, but don’t tell anyone I said either of these things!
-Bea Whale
Tags: InvaderZim
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