My OperaI'm bored and randomly annoyed, so here's some stuff.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011 11:23:20 PM
Stuff I'm currently into
Kickflares.
Yup, I like these a lot. You know how stores do "seasons" of clothing? This pisses me off. I find something I'll most likely want a few of over time and I find it right as it it's selling out for good. And ASDA suck for sizing. The stuff's either too big or too small. I got my normal size in these and they were far too big. I had to keep jumping in the air and pulling upward every few minutes. Luckily I managed to order some in a size down. Since then there are only 2 sizes left in the black, one of them is the one I need. I'm considering getting some more while I can.
Akitas.
More precisely, the Akita belonging to Dawnie, but I have no photo. He's six months old, huge, grey with a black stripe and the most gorgeous dog ever. I want to steal him.
Berry Berry Soleros.
How the fuck do they do it? They're magicians. Here you have a huge ice cream. I mean, huge. It's 99 calories and just 1 gram of fat. 17 grams of sugar, but that's not all that bad. And it's my favourite wrapped ice cream ever. I'd eat it even if it wasn't so good nutritionally.
Cardio.
I ignore the digital trainer lady and just keep hitting that cardio. You do have to take longer sessions than you think though, because a 45 minute session only gets your heart pumping for 25-30 minutes. The rest is too slow, stretching or rest periods. Still, it's fun. Not too sure about that "calories burned" thing at the end of each session though. It seems a bit wrong, and I've researched that. But is it really that important? No.
Stuff that's been happening
Mental health services around here suck ass. Honestly. The most recent example is that the psych makes me go to the doc for a referral for a one-on-one CBT course thingy. I go, I get referred. What does that entail? Making sure my mobile number's correct and being told I will get called eventually to arrange it. (The referral was two weeks ago.) Hmmm. So... I have no idea what will happen, when it will happen, et cetera. Fine...
We've been going to Mums a bit more lately. She'd become afraid of going out alone, or even further than the village just up the road from her home. This was worrying me. She used to go out, alone, all over the place many times in a week but had since dropped to once a week, if that, accompanied. I think I helped okay, because she's going out to the village alone now and we walked a very long way together to a place we hadn't been in ages and she loved it. She has very little confidence and I try to help as best I can. I think it's working. I hate to see her suffer. I won't rest until she gains some self-worth. Don't get me wrong - she's a very capable lady. But when it comes to self-achievement, she has no sense of it.
I miss my Dad. I don't get to see him much, but I have taken to calling him and my little sister at least once a fortnight, even if it's just awkward. (I'm not a good conversationalist, even with people I know well. Awkward to the end.)
I think I've kinda been pushing it a bit lately. Correction - me, Mik and mum know it. I'm not sleeping much and we've been into the city a lot lately. It's starting to take its' toll, so I'm taking the rest of the week easy. I'm not throwing the last two years down the drain by being foolish. Nor will I worry the two of them. I won't be too lax either, though.
Stuff I've had enough of
Chocolate cereal. I hate this stuff. It's one of the many buttons I have that should not be pushed. Chocolate is not suitable for cereal. For that matter, neither is frosting or sugar coated shit. Not cool.
People sniffing. I know, colds are prevalent at the moment and your nose is too blocked. But SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!! It's so fucking irritating.
Our upstairs neighbour. I hate him so freaking much. He's always noisy. Stomping, shouting, loud music, tv so loud you'd think he was deaf... I dunno why he's so loud. We've talked to him before and he's had no problems hearing.
The road outside our flat. Yeah, I get it, you're in a rush. So is everyone else in a vehicle on this road. Here's a suggestion, dumbass - take one of the two adjacent roads. It's not difficult. You know what is difficult? Driving an ambulance down the correct side of the road when you've decided you'l illegally pull out onto the wrong side. And then not move to let the ambulance through. You know what else? Driving on the pavement isn't really acceptable either.
The parcel postie. Our normal letter postman is lovely. I know him quite well. The parcel postie, however, keeps leaving packages outside our door. Communal hallway, four storeys. 11 other flats in our section. I log into the tracking site for my jeans this morning and find they're down as delivered. Having experienced a delivery where they'd marked it as delivered early, I waited for two hours. Then decided to just have a look outside the door. Oh, behold - my package. Nice. Douchebag.
Stuff that marks the end of this post
The fact that I can't think of anything else to say.
The fact I'm sick of typing.
The fact that this turned into a very strange assortment of stuff.
Kickflares.
Yup, I like these a lot. You know how stores do "seasons" of clothing? This pisses me off. I find something I'll most likely want a few of over time and I find it right as it it's selling out for good. And ASDA suck for sizing. The stuff's either too big or too small. I got my normal size in these and they were far too big. I had to keep jumping in the air and pulling upward every few minutes. Luckily I managed to order some in a size down. Since then there are only 2 sizes left in the black, one of them is the one I need. I'm considering getting some more while I can. Akitas.
More precisely, the Akita belonging to Dawnie, but I have no photo. He's six months old, huge, grey with a black stripe and the most gorgeous dog ever. I want to steal him. Berry Berry Soleros.
How the fuck do they do it? They're magicians. Here you have a huge ice cream. I mean, huge. It's 99 calories and just 1 gram of fat. 17 grams of sugar, but that's not all that bad. And it's my favourite wrapped ice cream ever. I'd eat it even if it wasn't so good nutritionally. Cardio.
I ignore the digital trainer lady and just keep hitting that cardio. You do have to take longer sessions than you think though, because a 45 minute session only gets your heart pumping for 25-30 minutes. The rest is too slow, stretching or rest periods. Still, it's fun. Not too sure about that "calories burned" thing at the end of each session though. It seems a bit wrong, and I've researched that. But is it really that important? No. Stuff that's been happening
Mental health services around here suck ass. Honestly. The most recent example is that the psych makes me go to the doc for a referral for a one-on-one CBT course thingy. I go, I get referred. What does that entail? Making sure my mobile number's correct and being told I will get called eventually to arrange it. (The referral was two weeks ago.) Hmmm. So... I have no idea what will happen, when it will happen, et cetera. Fine...
We've been going to Mums a bit more lately. She'd become afraid of going out alone, or even further than the village just up the road from her home. This was worrying me. She used to go out, alone, all over the place many times in a week but had since dropped to once a week, if that, accompanied. I think I helped okay, because she's going out to the village alone now and we walked a very long way together to a place we hadn't been in ages and she loved it. She has very little confidence and I try to help as best I can. I think it's working. I hate to see her suffer. I won't rest until she gains some self-worth. Don't get me wrong - she's a very capable lady. But when it comes to self-achievement, she has no sense of it.
I miss my Dad. I don't get to see him much, but I have taken to calling him and my little sister at least once a fortnight, even if it's just awkward. (I'm not a good conversationalist, even with people I know well. Awkward to the end.)
I think I've kinda been pushing it a bit lately. Correction - me, Mik and mum know it. I'm not sleeping much and we've been into the city a lot lately. It's starting to take its' toll, so I'm taking the rest of the week easy. I'm not throwing the last two years down the drain by being foolish. Nor will I worry the two of them. I won't be too lax either, though.
Stuff I've had enough of
Chocolate cereal. I hate this stuff. It's one of the many buttons I have that should not be pushed. Chocolate is not suitable for cereal. For that matter, neither is frosting or sugar coated shit. Not cool.
People sniffing. I know, colds are prevalent at the moment and your nose is too blocked. But SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!! It's so fucking irritating.
Our upstairs neighbour. I hate him so freaking much. He's always noisy. Stomping, shouting, loud music, tv so loud you'd think he was deaf... I dunno why he's so loud. We've talked to him before and he's had no problems hearing.
The road outside our flat. Yeah, I get it, you're in a rush. So is everyone else in a vehicle on this road. Here's a suggestion, dumbass - take one of the two adjacent roads. It's not difficult. You know what is difficult? Driving an ambulance down the correct side of the road when you've decided you'l illegally pull out onto the wrong side. And then not move to let the ambulance through. You know what else? Driving on the pavement isn't really acceptable either.
The parcel postie. Our normal letter postman is lovely. I know him quite well. The parcel postie, however, keeps leaving packages outside our door. Communal hallway, four storeys. 11 other flats in our section. I log into the tracking site for my jeans this morning and find they're down as delivered. Having experienced a delivery where they'd marked it as delivered early, I waited for two hours. Then decided to just have a look outside the door. Oh, behold - my package. Nice. Douchebag.
Stuff that marks the end of this post
The fact that I can't think of anything else to say.
The fact I'm sick of typing.
The fact that this turned into a very strange assortment of stuff.
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FlaRin # Wednesday, March 16, 2011 11:36:49 PM
I had to actually say these exact words : "a package has been stolen" - before the idiot made my address 'collect from post office only' for packages. And then that package turned up about 3 months late. I'm grateful, but don't understand it. It was posted 8th December, arrived on Monday this week! If you ever post anything to NZ, allow 6 weeks for delivery, even though stuff I post to Europe takes maybe 7 or 8 working days door to door, as a rule. I get irked, as you can imagine
Martin K™Aqualion # Thursday, March 17, 2011 6:58:15 AM
He has this super annoying pneumatic sounding vintage organ that he will be manhandling at all hours, even really early in the morning, which would be acceptable if the idiot actually knew how to play it. Don't get me wrong. I'm a musician, I know the feel. But honestly: If you want to play your fucking organ at 06:00 in the morning, take some lessons, right? What really drives me insane is that he has no sense of rhythm at all. He'll be playing some tune, and if you listen really closely you'd be able to tell what song it is, but the lack of rhythm makes it absolutely intolerable.
Apart from that he is actually a cool guy.
Otherwise, it's good to hear you are alright. Stay that way, will ya!
KittyliciousZaphira # Thursday, March 17, 2011 7:00:41 AM
About the Solero - they're really good! I like the orange version too, I think it's passionfruit.
Late parcels or stolen parcels - that just sucks!
Gavin Tripp-Sheedygarlingmatthews # Thursday, March 17, 2011 7:54:44 AM
theoddbod # Thursday, March 17, 2011 8:11:25 AM
Chocolate cereal is vile
There's someone around here with an Akita too (never knew the breed name until now) - very smart-looking dog
Cleanclean # Thursday, March 17, 2011 9:26:27 AM
Regarding your noisy neighbour, do you happen to know any large Englishmen, perhaps one with long hair who is practiced at communication with a wide variety of people and maintaining order in an occasionally hostile environment? Someone who could go upstairs and politely indicate the noise coming from your neighbour's might be a little too high and that quietening down would be somewhat beneficial in an area where neighbours are so close lest the large Englishman TEAR HIS FUCKING FACE OFF AND EAT IT!!!
... sniff ...
r♡serose-marie # Thursday, March 17, 2011 2:26:24 PM
And the Solero, although I've never tasted that one but it looks really good and really *really* makes me long even more for summer...
Post seems to suck everywhere these days. It took more than two weeks for a package from the UK to reach me. It took over a month for a parcel I sent from Norway to Germany. etc. etc.
Darkogdare # Thursday, March 17, 2011 10:03:05 PM
Spaggyj # Thursday, March 17, 2011 10:29:54 PM
Martin - Uh. Sounds like a real pain, but at least he's a nice guy. That must make it worse sometimes though, because you can't even hate him
And thanks. You look out for me a lot.
Kitty - I have always loved Akitas. And Huskies, but they're very similar. Akitas just have shorter hair and curly tails. I used to favour the passionfruit Solero as well, but I have moved on to berry.
Annoying postmen suck indeed.
Gavin - I don't actually care what's in - I just care that good stuff disappears so damn quickly. Hell, some of the stuff I wear is so outta date. Don't give a flying or a stationary.
Mart - What a twat. Seriously. He have some kinda patience or attitude problem, or both? "Baldilocks"
Some people just eat that stuff. I dunno why. I must say there is one sugary cereal i adore, and that's Crunchy Nut Cornflakes. But I eat a small amount as dessert or supper, never in the morning.
Yup, Akitas rule. Good dogs.
David - Hello stranger
Mik's already made complaints, but the ass upstairs doesn't seem to care. He's all friendly and full of righteous denial when confronted. *grabs a couple of corks off David's stereotypical hat and bungs his nostrils with them*
Rosie - I love those jeans. And the shoes are pretty too, I agree.
Aw, I can't believe you've not had a Solero. They're so awesome. If you find one, but it. Even if it's -10 and snowing
Seems like postmen are dillholes everywhere at one time or another.
Dark - It's gotta be in the top ten, yeah
Cleanclean # Thursday, March 17, 2011 10:33:44 PM
Originally posted by Spaggyj:
Aahgh! You're lettin' the flies in!
Gavin Tripp-Sheedygarlingmatthews # Thursday, March 17, 2011 11:04:43 PM
Spaggyj # Friday, March 18, 2011 1:13:03 AM
Gavin - Yeah
r♡serose-marie # Friday, March 18, 2011 1:21:03 PM
Originally posted by Spaggyj:
I've had a purple Solero (some kind of berry, but I can't remember which one), but have never seen the one in your post. It looks really good!
And speaking of snow... we're having it today
Bad WolfCois # Saturday, March 19, 2011 9:01:52 AM
Mad Scientistqlue # Monday, March 21, 2011 9:09:36 PM
They dug up all our roads last year. They might finish them this year... Or next.
Cleanclean # Monday, March 21, 2011 10:14:58 PM
Bad WolfCois # Tuesday, March 22, 2011 5:27:32 AM
Cleanclean # Tuesday, March 22, 2011 10:58:28 AM
FlaRin # Tuesday, March 22, 2011 9:44:51 PM
Cleanclean # Wednesday, March 23, 2011 12:39:18 AM
Bad WolfCois # Friday, March 25, 2011 11:25:49 AM
Mad Scientistqlue # Friday, March 25, 2011 3:04:05 PM
I demand my hoverboard now, damnit!
FlaRin # Saturday, March 26, 2011 12:08:53 AM
\\edit : I'd like to add that at the above site, there is a link which, if followed, will take you to a place where you can read what I think is *the* most hy-larious quartet of sentences ever joined together :
"This Hyper-Dimensional Resonator hooks up to the head of the user and by setting the dial, it will allow it's user to spontaneously astral project. And once your able to astral project, you can travel in space and time either to the future or the past. This is no joke!! Plugs into a normal 110 volt outlet. "
That last line just makes it all *so* worth while!
Mad Scientistqlue # Saturday, March 26, 2011 3:10:40 AM
Mad Scientistqlue # Saturday, March 26, 2011 3:19:40 AM
The psionics link lists junk that I've got full circuit plans for.
anyone want an astral-projection kit?
(should I mention that the designs are based on originals from the seventies?
theoddbod # Saturday, March 26, 2011 10:16:54 AM
FlaRin # Saturday, March 26, 2011 11:25:45 AM
Mad Scientistqlue # Saturday, March 26, 2011 4:19:14 PM
Well, it was the Seventies after all.