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awamutu
can someone tell me how to make my journal friends only?

there's one particular person who may be reading it and i'd rather he didn't...

thanks!
awamutu
nat and tt have inspired me to show some footwear.

if i could find boots like these, in black, in my size, not made of leather and not outrageously expensive, i'd be thrilled!





but since we just bought a new phone and got the cats their second set of shots. i can't be blowing loot on footwear now :-\ ah well~
awamutu
i don't know why i look up dream interpretation. i'm not sure how much of it i believe anyway.



anyway! swiped this from TT... figured since everyone else was sharing...

As the UK launches it's campaign against binge drinking lets reflect upon the no no's.

1. Dance on your friends dining table. Ok...it was a party but you did not look funny or clever and certainly not attractive.

--- haven't done this yet. but dance plenty in public. and yes, there is music playing.

2. Forget to flush the toilet while at the in laws. Especially if it's a turd.

--- i flush even when it's just pee. some people care more about a clean toilet then water conservation, soooo

3. Sleep with anyone. Sleep with someone....just go to actual SLEEP.

--- sleep by no means comes too soon....but it doesn't mean i fuck around.

4. Switch the computer on. This results in dodgy emails and drunken forum replies not to mention way dodgy LJ entries you can't remember typing.

--- oh yeah....and shall i add messengers to the list?

5. Leave candles lit all night. Thank goodness you have to get up at 4 to go for a pee.

--- can't be bothered to light candles.

6. Tell eveyone you love them in a slurred over emotional drawl. So embarrassing.

--- have only done this once. it was a group toast. didn't last too long and was relatively painless.

7. Drunken txts. They are stupid, pathetic and irratate the shit out of your friends.

--- not as often as the forum replies and LJ entries, thank fuck.

8. Drunken phonecalls. See above.

--- i'm afraid to see the phone bill...

9.Try to find your pyjamas/ nightwear. You will only wake everyone up. Just pass out for gawds sake.

--- can't be bothered to find jammies...

10. Pee out of the window/in a cupboard/on your drum kit. Don't say any of you guys haven't done that drunken faux pas....

--- pissed on a campfire once and almost burned my pubes off. good thing i wasn't trashed yet. i had a good "jump back!" reaction :)

Ah the list could go on. Pass the horlicks...

--- horlicks?
awamutu
so last night/ this morning i dreamt of plane parts and whole planes falling out of the sky, from the same spot, every 5 minutes or so. it was in the back yard/ field of what was supposed to be my house. lots of burning. my neighbors were the ones i had in tampa. there were ALOT of cats around including my dead spiro :-\ the first plane fell in our side yard and i think killed a cat and two kittens (because they didn't come out with spiro after the planes stopped crashing...:()

after about 7 planes, i screamed up at the dark, stormy and smoky sky "why do you keep sending planes when you know they will crash?!"

last plane, as it was coming down had audible screams coming from it. then the door opened and people fell out of it as the plane was about 20 feet from the ground. one small, blonde guy came running from the plane wielding a knife. he was being accused of killing but for some reason i chose to defend him. took him from the crowd and took off a few blocks away.

then there was a battle with some girls from high school and some ex co worker women. they were being very typical catty in front of me, speaking about me as if i wasn't there. i jumped up and started to scream at them that i was going to do as i wished and say what i felt and if they couldn't handle it, that was their problem. one girl got up and started talking as if we were going to have a physical fight. i said i don't throw punches so she'd have to fight herself. then the girls chilled and were ok with me again.

so! not a pleasant sleep. then when i woke, my right eye felt like it had been scratched to bits. now it's all gunky. fuckin' hell~~~

am going to go look up what old pets and falling planes in dreams mean....
awamutu
yesterday was nice :)

neil's bday- well, he had to work (tried to get it and today off but some other guy already snatched up the time....for, get this, *paternity leave*- what the fuck??) but today he has a half day. he was supposed to go to the doctors for a check up on something but they postponed- again... but he's still taking the time. good, smart bear.

anyway, so he worked yesterday- had a bad day- came home and popped open a fosters, opened presents (a john peel book, a gromit mug, green day- american idiot, some other book- "yes man", guinness jammies, "it's a knockout" video and there's one more pressie on the way. late. grr. then he leaned on me for a few minutes before we headed out to dinner. indian food, noor jahan. i'm really not fond of indian (too mushy) but it was his day sooooo. then we went for a pint at the old bank. saw england score for croatia (ha!ha!). got some carnations and baby's breath.. then went home and started to watch eddie murphy's "delirious". neil said he needed a laugh, particularly a foul mouthed laugh. about 30 minutes in he started dozing, lol

soooo i kicked him off to bed and watched telly (mainly "about a boy") then crashed myself. whoo. hew!




tonight we are going to o'neill's because jen is being transferred to the wimbledon o'neill's. she started at the pub, freshly transplanted from ireland, when i was a cook there. we started to become like, real friends, but then that situation took a turn and we just drifted. nothing bad happened. we just went different ways. so, tonight is her "leaving do" and "rollercoaster" are playing so i know the place will be *packed*. i'm hoping i can get a pic of her and her boyfriend tonight. they seem to make a great couple :) i'll miss her. she's cool.

i feel...: better

awamutu
alright, i'm really grumpy right now because i've got a cough that won't quit. i guess it's time for *more* clove tea. shit i'm sick of that stuff.

anyway i wanted to share some things....

this is a list of plants and such that can help you with ailments. i was too lazy to retype it so i hope my scanned handwriting can be read.


and here is the van that's been dumped that i want. i don't know why i want it. it's dog ugly but it's wheels. apparently, it's too much hassle to make it my own. so *fantasies* of driving remain for now...




man, i am really grumpy so i'm glad i'm sharing this next pic now. i can take my frustrations out on this poor girl, muahahahahaha




where do i begin?? ok, the whole diet and wedding thing. why oh why is it so important to be a certain size to feel like you are deserving of marriage? like fat and ugly people (women) should remain single and leave the precious men to the beauty queens of the world? sure, it's a "special day" and ya wanna look nice but how many of these women kill themselves to be skinny for their wedding and then blow up within a year afterwards? a lot! ugh...

then there's just the diet thing in general. see the size difference? even a 12 is considered fat by a lot of people (not me!) so this ad is just a fucking joke. don't know if you can read the text or not but this woman claims to have other friends doing this magical diet and they're "lovin' it!" well, if you're so fucking proud, woman, why don't you let them show off their new wonderbods every now and then. it's always her in the pic. one local guardian newspaper after the other. pig.

my thoughts on dieting: eat a pizza, get laid and shut the fuck up. oi.

then there's the dress. it's just so ugly. plain and unimaginative.

and her posture. is she actually slapping her leg in laughter? or does she have the back of her dress up and taking a dump?

the fake smile. oh i'm soooo happy i finally got married! i'm not a useless piece of shit anymore because i gots me a man! pathetic.

and then there's the empty champagne glass. well, so much for the diet




well, i feel a little bit better now and the cough has subsided a bit. whew! was about to slit my throat there and rip out whatever the hell is tickling it to death...

neil's bday deserves another post.....

i feel...: pissy

awamutu
what do you want to know?


did nothing yesterday. went straight for drinks with alan (imagine an angrier, short haired bill bailey) because i suddenly got in a funk. wrote a crappy poem about it.

when you're in a funk
let it run it's course
if you try to suppress it
it will only get much worse.

see? told ya it was crap.

but yeah, i got in a funk. out of it now.

i miss having chef
's to watch. got all 3 seasons on dvd and watched them all immediately. LOVE that show!

and i wish hell's kitchen was on more than just monday. hell's kitchen raw is even better but just friday's. auuuuggghhhhh i'm a cooking show junkie! (smacks inside of elbow)

(spoken like chandler) could it BE more grey outside?! better fuckin' snow.....

birthday boy's birthday is tomorrow. 39. oy!

and i'm currently infatuated with the


they are so cool


it's raining now and there's some thunder. is england calling this a storm?

(said in crocdile dundee fashion)

THIS is a storm!



YEAH, baby!



what's that sound?: "take off" -bob and doug mckenzie

awamutu
got some STUFF today. 2 crowded house t-shirts and 2 crowded house posters. yes, believe it or not, i still like them! :D tina is making love to the t-shirts right now. i wonder what's on there that smells so good......

have to head out into the real world in a few minutes. bah! i could easily stay in for the rest of my life. gonna get more STUFF. some healthy food, incense, hair coloring, some non healthy food, etc etc. meet up with alan for a pint or two or....

fuck all on tv tonight...

have finally started putting all the crap i've collected since i've moved here into scrapbooks!

and i think i'm gonna take this one shelf out of the desk. because if i bang my knees on it *one*more*time*...well...it'll fucking hurt and it will piss me off...

must get away from pc now- it has been a right bitch heathen today.
awamutu
trying to figure out how to get this

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onto my user info page....but in way cool slideshow mode....




(and watch a jenny eclair interview as well ;))

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