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Musings on a world I am no longer sure about
Dull day
...but the weather was fun. Sun, snow, rain, hail, wind...we had it all!
Got founts from Rochelle. Will hopefully be able to get her stuff all sorted tonight now. Invited James over but suspect he’ll decline, so will have spaghetti bolognaise again. Am being good and not Streathaming again tonight as I don’t really have the cash for it at the moment.
Got the map bits written for the hotels search - it zooms and stuff...very pretty, if I do say so myself 
Only problem is, it doesn’t work with the rest of the page, which is a small problem! Fire alarm excitement in the office. If there’s ever a fire I swear we’ll all die! No-one knew the procedure, or who our fire warden was or anything. We assembled...well...outsideish in clumps and watched the rest of the offices wander out. I pointed out the small green company sign on the fence so four of us managed to assemble correctly out of 200 odd employees. Marvellous!
Tube door alarm stuck. Björk cannot drown it out. Woe is me 
So. I have decided. No more untidyness. Routine. No more fags. No more booze. (Well, at least no more getting wankered 
) No more hours in front of PC. No more takeouts weekly. More outness. More cooking. Walking up escalators. Putting things away after use. Finding homes for everything.
Day 4 of this and my resolve is holding...
It seems to be giving me some energy back at any rate.
I still hate going back to my empty flat alone though, and although I don’t want to I am going to have to just try and get on with my life and stop kidding myself that somehow me and J will be able to work it out and grow old together...I just hate the situation at the moment but am kinda trapped. I don’t know what he wants, I don’t even know if he knows...it’s all a mess and if it carries on how it is at the moment I am gonna get very hurt. Grr. Love is blindness.
Nikki has been made redundant! She’s thinking about college coz she’s fed up with nursing. Told her to find a rich old man to look after. Don’t think she got it
Tad worried tho as Anglia Rail (which was about the only good one of the lot of ’em) has had its franchise revoked so don’t know if Brian’s job is ok or not...shall find out later on, hopefully.
Bout the only other exciting thing to happen today was Rob posting his arse on the forums. Bless. He is *so rude!*
Am considering creating another level of privacy for Journals (and diaries, etc) whereby only linked friends can view them.
Cor. It was just raining on only one side of the DLR train! Funkeh!
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Posh-and-Becks-athon
Didn’t do too much last night. Safeways after work for cheap shopping, then home. Bought some pastrami as it was going cheap and I’d not had it before. Still no real clue what it is...tasted like peppered and cured beef. Maybe it is? I am so uncultured
Was planning on a bit of programming and fun after uploading Rochelle’s bits, but Acrobat wouldn’t behave without the correct font and I didn’t have enough of the correct docs to do the rest. Bah humbug. So I cooked Spaghetti Bolognaise, somewhat hindered by the fact that all but one of my cans of tomatoes were past their best before date.. Fuck it, I used one anyway. Also chucked in the last of the red wine Danny left months ago, Worcester sauce, The last of my tabasco and some frozen veg. I am like soo classy. It tasted gorgeous though. And plenty left for tonight too, which is always good.
The beef was SO fatty tho. I had to drain it before adding the veg...ick...
Daniel was doing something all family like and Jewish and so came over to watch “Shells”, which he realised he’d seen before. And then nodded off until the end credits. Still, he liked livingRoom v2 which is good. Checked messages - one from Craig about how heartbroken he was that Becks might have slept with another woman. Promised to spank him. Went to bed. Slept fairly well too...
So I get up and Posh and Becks are littered across the papers like the cheap chavs that they are...and I’m left wondering...Did they just make it up because “Hello” won’t take their calls any more? Because “The Sun” doesn’t care? I’m starting to think so. We[1] want to see them suffer. We want to see their marriage collapse. And they want to frolic in front of cameras. But no-one wants to photograph them! Aww bless. So they planned a ski trip, concocted an affair story, claimed the trip was so David would be “facing the music” etc...and then got their wish as the world’s press photographed them playing in the snow like ickle bunnies.
Or something.
OK...I need to think less *smirk*
[1] Well, not me, obv...