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15 Mar 06
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Random Thought #61

Added at 7:52pm and filed under Random Thoughts

Will I ever again be able to do anything – shower, eat, shave my legs, read a book, sleep – without a chubby pair of hands pawing ceaslessly at me?

And yes, I’m talking about the child, not the husband.

V xx

12 Mar 06
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M: “Where did you get the photo of those headphones?”
V: “From a free image stock site.”
M: “What, you can find an image of, like, anything online?”
V: “Pretty much. Try me.”
M: “Find a picture of a man eating a toffee apple.”

Sixteen seconds and one Getty search later

V: “There you go.”
M: “Jesus.”

V xx

12 Mar 06
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The Day I Still Hated Sundays

Added at 3:57pm and filed under Geek Speak, Site Stuff

I know I say it all the time, but I hate Sundays.

We woke up this morning to an inch of unanticipated snow. On a weekday, that would equate to a genuine tardiness excuse for work and justification for eating more and ordering a hot chocolate rather than a skinny latte. Today it just means we have to have to heating on all day and I – yet again – am delayed picking up my watch from the jewellers. What a waste of a bloody snow day.

Not that I suppose it matters much. I’ve been superglued to this machine again (finished client’s site and added a new theme here* though, so yay me) but as we had been planning to go to town, I’m kinda miffed that my token attempt to leave the house this weekend has been fallen on its arse. Well, okay not that miffed, but I’m annoyed that my choice in the matter has gone; after all, who wants to go out into sub-zero temperatures when you can sit by the radiator? Exactly. No-one with any sense.

Well, as it’s 3.57pm, I’m going to go upstairs and get dressed. That’s right, you heard me. Maybe I don’t hate everything about Sundays; after all, I don’t get much chance to loll about all day in my PJs in work.

V xx

*I fell in love with this image. As someone who’d still and stare at a blank wall all day long providing her favourite tracks were playing, this completely empitomises how I feel about music. Yes, the design is kinda stark and yes, it’s kinda masculine, but I think it suits: my attitude towards music has always been very male (re:obsessive) anyway.

V xx

21 Jun 10

The Day with the Crap Day (6)

Let’s see … Son is a thug. Husband is a fucking prick. Boss is … well, a boss. Today has not been a good day.

20 Jun 10

The Day After my Birthday (5)

My birthday rocked. :) Despite S’s poorly eyes (he suffers severely with hayfever, and on Thursday and Friday he could barely open his eyes – no exaggeration – so swollen were they) and a clusterfuck of a hangover courtesy of D and a drunken night in the garden the night before, it was an almost [...]

15 Jun 10

The Day With the Craptastic Procrasination (8)

I’ve been rushed off my arse lately. June’s always one of those months when I’m all over the place, attending meetings and conferences across the UK, and this one’s been no exception. I’ve spent the last couple of weeks zig-zagging my way across the country and I’ve become oh-so-familiar with the failings of a takeaway [...]