Anyway, things at the flat are good. We've settled in nicely, and even made it a mess. It MUST be home. (Although I prefer to think of it as 'homely' rather than 'messy').
We are, however, going through a 'sensible eating' thing, and it's crap. Basically, everything is bad for us and we can't eat a thing. Meh. Give me chocolate... Hopefully going to be thinner by the end though, so that's something to keep doing it for.
Or maybe we'll win the Euromillions this weekend so we can get servants to do everything strenuous for us. Just keep the chocolate away from me then!
- Location:Home
- Mood:
mellow - Music:Annoying pop drivel stuck in my head that was on in the clothes shop earlier
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black_minorca and I have decided to get two domestic rats when we move, and it really is exciting, because they're just so cute. We've been looking at pictures of various rats for the past few days, and we're just completely taken with the idea. We've even got a cage, and Sarah's bought a load of rat related goodies to go in the cage.Sarah's decided she wants a Dumbo rat. I'm not particularly fussed, but it would have to be a cute rat. A black/brown and white spotted one or something, sort of like a Fresian rat *Ponders that odd thought*. Thing is, I'm going to be very....very tempted to name my rat Ratigan, after the villian in Disney's Basil the Great Mouse Detective. I think I should give it more thought.....
Annoying thing is I actually got over halfway to work before I decided to turn back. The thought of "it'll go off by the time I get to work" was a poor one, it seems. My discomfort only got worse, and all I have to show for it is 18 miles' worth of petrol that's not in my fuel tank anymore.
Meh.
black_minorca there last night, and while it was a wonderful night with lots of gorgeous scenery and Christmas lights, I finished it off by getting down on one knee and asking her to marry me. She was kind enough to accept, so now we're spending our time quietly squeeing at each other and bouncing around the house like a mental pogo stick.
I love my life right now. :)
- Mood:
ecstatic
However, it's been a wonderful weekend, having her here. My parents love her being here too, which is great. Alton Towers was brilliant fun, and the all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet, despite me going there numerous times in the past, tasted the best it ever has. I suspect being with Sarah was the reason :). Can't wait to see her again.
We have a hedgehog. I don't think I've mentioned that before. Dad found him tangled in a bean net about a week and a half ago, so we're nursing him back to health. He's getting stronger and stronger, but apparently he's too small to be put outside for winter, so we're going to look after him until April. He's so cute! Aww! Sarah has called him Henry.
- Mood:
blah
Then, as quickly as it came, it went. I'd been deleting the source files of said virus every time I used my PC, but it was always there when I logged back on later. Only this one particular time...it didn't come back. Gone. Deleted.
I hope...
Watch this space.
- Mood:
thoughtful
Erm...
I'm currently ill! ...ish. I have what I believe to be a bug that's been going round the office. Really interesting stuff for you there.
What else... erm... I finally set up online banking?
Hmph.
Oh, one thing that's confused me is one of my friends inviting me to a Halloween Party. "It's on the 31st October!", she said. Great...thanks for pointing that out. Anyway, that in itself didn't confuse me, but her explanation of the theme did. Halloween. The scary night of witches and warlocks and monsters, etc etc etc. What's her theme? ..."Hawaiian!" ...right...
Sarah's coming up next Thursday! We're going to Alton Towers on the Friday! Can't wait!
- Location:Home, of course
- Mood: contemplative
- Music:Where Eagles Dare - Iron Maiden
I miss Devon. It was an absolutely fantastic holiday.
black_minorca gave a wonderful recap of it on her page, complete with pictures, so I won't go into detail. But I will say that it was perfect. And I really don't like being at home after it. Home means work. Home means nagging parents. Home means no Sarah, and that's the worst of all. I just can't wait until 'home' means a nice cosy abode for both me and my girlfriend with no one but each other to think about (except for courtesy phone calls and birthdays and the like).On the plus side, my pay rise at work has been confirmed by HR, so I'll get backdated pay next payday. Woop woop! An extra £500 a year! Not much in the grand scheme of things, but certainly not to be sniffed at.
Currently trying to think up an excuse as to why I can't go to Pizza Hut with my friends tonight. I'm tired, and very full from dinner...and I'm fat enough, thank you. Maybe I'll use good ol' faithful "mum and dad are drunk again"... Okay, so I've never used that before, but perhaps it's time I did. Sounds like fun.
- Mood: lethargic
They didn't even let him come back onto the office floor to pick up his things and say goodbye. A manager came in and got his stuff to take to him. That's just disgusting treatment, no matter how you look at it. 6 years' worth of friends he made there, and he couldn't even say goodbye.
Needless to say it brought morale down to rock bottom. I didn't even know the guy, yet everyone's sullenness brought me down too, and I came home feeling pretty crap. Poor guy.
Strangely enough, after the sacking, the union rep came round to talk to me about joining. I think I will. I wouldn't take that same kind of treatment the way Derrick did, but it'd also be nice to have 400+ members behind me as I shouted back at management.
On a different topic, I also discovered today that I worry too much and probably need to sort it out before it gets out of hand.
- Mood:Meh
BiCon last weekend was pretty decent. As
black_minorca mentioned, it was perhaps a little overwhelming for a couple of newbies like us (I HATE being new at things), but nonetheless, a good time was had and many interesting and very very wonderful people were met, especially in our accommodation block. We were even cooked for! Kind of felt useless as a result, since I didn't cook for folks, but myself and Sarah washed dishes like you wouldn't believe! Not sure whether I'll be returning, but never say never I guess.
I also discovered, thanks to my face paint etc., that I quite like being sinister. Who knew...
- Mood: contemplative
It's quite a nice drive too. Over the Brecon Beacons and what not. Really gorgeous scenery.
Although I'd much rather do without the nice drive and have some special hyper-car that gets me there in ten minutes...
By the way, hope you like my pic. It's comedian Lee Evans pulling a trademark face.
- Mood:
excited
However, I'm free of the bastards who call themselves management, and can now look to the future. A future with more money, steadier hours, and hopefully less annoying bosses. A future with a house of my own, and a new car.
A future with the girl I love - pretty much the only reason I'm making these changes in my life.
- Mood: excited
- Music:Anything that rocks!
So ronery and sadry arone!
It feels weird without Sarah. I know she lives 150 miles away anyway, and we only ever speak online, but even that's not there at the moment. So very very weird. I'm actually playing WoW less.
I do, however, hope she's having a fantastic time!
And it's not like I've got no one to talk to. Bex is being a brilliant mate *smiles*.
On a different note, my npower contract came today. Apparently, by law, npower get first dibs on any patents I may apply for. If there's even the slightest chance that they helped me invent what I'm trying to patent, they get full rights. So if I write all my diagrams on npower paper with an npower pen, I lose out on millions and millions because they'll steal all the rights.
Hardly seems fair. Guess I've got to be careful what I use when planning out how to make my chav-powered car (you strap the chavs to the front and whip them into pulling you, you see. Although you didn't read that! Don't steal my idea!)
- Mood:
lonely
Oh noes! We're all going to lose our internet connections!
Apparently. Let me explain...actually, I'll do the half-arsed way of explaining by linking you an article I've read about this: http://www.wowinsider.com/2008/07/06/wow-m
Oh well. If I get blacklisten, I'll know I have. And my alter ego of "Steve Bennet" will come out of the drawer to get me another connection.
Sarah goes on holiday on Wednesday. Going to be weird without her to talk to online, but she says she can text and phone still, so that's good. I'd hate to be cut off completely. I've spoken to her every single day for the past year and a half. I do, however, hope she has an absolutely cracking time! (I love her, you see. I want her to have fun).
*Chooses a mood* Hmm, I think I'll be 'chipper' today. Oh! Look at the cute little penguin!
- Mood:
chipper
Anyway, I'm good at my job. I don't mind admitting it. It confuses me, though, why management insist on stepping on me like I'm some sort of disgusting bug you only ever see when you're trying to have a nice picnic in the park. I was snapped at today...for knocking a phone of the hook with my elbow. Fair enough if I'd told a customer to sod off, or backed into the general manager's car (hmm, there's a thought...), or written "I am God" on the shopfloor in squirty cheese. But knocking the phone off the hook? Are they afraid it'll look untidy, or something?
Well, nevermind eh? Won't be there forever. I have an interview on Monday for a fulltime job. If I get it, I'll absolutely relish the moment I hand my notice in at Morrisons. And it'll also mean I'm one step closer to moving in with my better half (MUCH better half).
Oh yes, we have furniture! I went and fetched it after work today. A dining table and four chairs, a sideboard, and a single cabinet. We have nowhere to put them, of course, but it's lovely having things that are 'ours' and not 'mine' or 'hers'. So that cheered me up.
I'm new at this LJ malarkey, so I don't know what sort of length is considered appropriate for an entry. I'll end it here though, since I'll just be rambling on and on if I don't. I'm like a Duracell battery *nods*.
Until next time.
- Location:Home
- Mood:Mixed
