11:18 p.m., Saturday, June 16, 2001
I got bored and changed my pita. I just wish that my site was that simple to change... but sooner or later I will get round to it, I swear....
The computer I'm on doesn't have my font :( so I can't really see how it's meant to be, but I think it'll do.
10:58 p.m., Saturday, June 16, 2001
Alan' girlfriend Jay got very, very drunk last night. She was ill when they were walking home. And some bloke on a bike rode past them and asked Alan if she was OK. He said yeah, she'll be fine, I just need to get her home. He rode off, only to come back a little later with a bottle of water and a plastic cup.
It's incidents like that that really make you believe that life isn't really all that bad, that humans can still be genuinely decent.
She was ill, but she's all right now ;)
10:14 p.m., Saturday, June 16, 2001
I stole this from Lesli's livejournal.
age I am - 25
people i have fucked (girls & guys) - 6, or if you're counting more than just the actual act, 10
age when i lost my virginity - 18
times i have been in love - 4
times i have had my heart broken - 4
hearts i have broken - 2
months i have been single - in the last eight years, I've been single for 18 months. Freaky, but true....
continents i have visited - just Europe. But I do live here.
age when i first flew all alone - 16
numbers of boys i have kissed in my life - I think last time I worked it out it was 20. Which sounds bad in isolation, but some people have shagged far more people than this.
number of girls i have kissed - none. But I have been tempted, and was propositioned once but we both had boyfriends at the time and I felt bad about the idea.
number of grades i got at school that were less than A - in proper exams? errrrmmmmm - 9 out of 15. All but one was a B
classified as suicide attempts but weren't - none.
types of drugs taken illegally - only pot. I was tempted to try speed once, but I didn't.
drugs i am addicted to right now - none. not even really nicotine. That's a habit thing. God I'm so boring ;)
number of people i would classify as true, could trust with my life type friends - not many, but I'm very sparing with the 'true friend' moniker. three maybe that I would trust with anything.
number of people from university that i stayed in contact with - five or six.
number of people from my hall at university that i have snogged - Errrr... I think two, but one of those was gay and it was after we left that hall. It was done to complete the set (don't ask)
number of piercings - one in my right ear, three in my left
number of tattoos - none, but I do want one. One day
number of times my name has appeared on film credits - none :(
age when first paid for writing - I wish....
number of scars on my body - three.
number of times i have feared for my safety whilst walking around London at night - once, but I was just being paranoid.
number of times a boy/girlfriend has made me scared of what they could do to me physically - once.
number of things in my past that i regret, and still haunt my nightmares - none.
I am so boring....
03:41 p.m., Friday, June 15, 2001
There's a storm outside.
I saw two weather forecasts this morning. One said it would be warm, the other cool. I thought cool, so I wore trousers and a cotton jumper to work.
At lunchtime I walked to Heslington to get a Father's Day card for my dad. It was raining, but warm, a little humid, somewhat oppressive.
And now the air is cold and the raindrops are huge and falling fast and the last thing I want to be doing on a Friday afternoon is finding tasks to occupy myself, especially when my boss is standing watching the lightning by the window on the stairs.
And I keep missing the lightning, looking up a second too late.
I want to be standing by a wide open window in the dark, watching the storm in silence.
Haec puella est tempestas... but this one is held back. Scared that the lightning might strike her, strike true.
(Kate - I'm sorry if I misquoted your latin, I wanted to post and I couldn't be bothered going to check)
01:22 p.m., Thursday, June 14, 2001
There's a new livejournal entry, finally.
Recently, my life seems to be made up of 'should'. I should be finishing my reflexology. I should be getting some writing done. I should be getting my new version of my site completed. I should be cleaning the flat or calling my relatives or clearing all the junk out of my room.
I need to prioritise. I need to remember what is really important to me. I need to write a list, put it in order, prioritise it so it really sums up my priorities, and stick to the bloody thing.
No time like the present....
I need to concentrate on:
1. My reflexology
2. Keeping my flat clean and tidy
3. Sorting out my finances
4. Clearing all the mess and clutter out of my room and my life
5. My writing
6. My social life - belly dancing, Amnesty International
I'd like to point out that my writing is one of the most important things to me on this planet, in the whole of my life, but I have only a couple of weeks to get the reflexology finished, and without order in the rest of my life, I can't write anything worth shit anyway. Also, Amnesty is a million times more than something social to me, but there it will have to stay else the list gets unmanageable.
Reflexology tonight then... hopefully before belly dancing.
03:09 p.m., Wednesday, June 13, 2001
Nope, it's fine. How bizarre is that though?
03:07 p.m., Wednesday, June 13, 2001
I just tried to load my pita. It's been down for quite a while this afternoon but just now I got my page that ends on 15 February.
If it's lost all my entries since then I will be well pissed off.
10:30 a.m., Wednesday, June 13, 2001
The Amnesty group meeting last night was good. There's quite an age range there, and they seem really lively. And anther girl started last night who has dyed red hair, which is always a good sign ;)
My back is feeling better - I had a bubble bath last night after the meeting with a solid bubble bath from Lush which was just marvellous. That, couple with a good night's sleep, seems to have helped a lot. I'm sitting better today as well as having done a bit of yoga this morning so although I've still got a couple of twinges I'm mostly OK. Although I can't stop sneezing.
I want to write a journal entry but I've just not got enough time. Soon, hopefully.
03:28 p.m., Tuesday, June 12, 2001
And if you're at all concerned about being watched on the internet, have a look at this article. It links to some software that will make you aware when someone is watching what you're doing.
03:12 p.m., Tuesday, June 12, 2001
My back aches. God alone knows how I've been sitting to make the entire lower half of my back ache, but that's how I've been sitting. I just went and did a bit of yoga in the loos in the hope that it might ease the pain but it just brought it home to me how much pain I'm in.
I would kill presently not to be the one who can do massages if it meant someone massaged me for a change. But it would hurt my back too much.
And I'm meant to be going to an Amnesty International meeting tonight. I've been meaning to for ages and have never got round to it. So although my aching back really doesn't want to go sit doing nothing for another two hours this evening, that's what I shall do.
In the meantime, if you really need some more evidence about what evil bastards the tobacco industry are, go look here.
09:13 a.m., Tuesday, June 12, 2001
I got a letter this morning from Tricia. She says that Hilary talks very fast and laughs a lot. If you'd asked me how Hilary talked, I don't know what I would have said, but this seems strangely fitting.
The letter was sweet too. It had a sticker and a little card thing inside. Thanks girlies.
05:14 p.m., Monday, June 11, 2001
And would you really want a playstation or whatever that gave you electric shocks? I just don't get it.
05:11 p.m., Monday, June 11, 2001
This, however, is even funnier. I mean, how the hell do 37 people a year injure themselves with tea cosies? And talcum powder? Bread bins? Errr... HELlo?
The rest of it is also pretty funny, read the whole article.
05:05 p.m., Monday, June 11, 2001
Call me sad, but this made me giggle.