working on it

Wedding - was fab. Danced solidly for almost 3 hours! - Weddings are such happy places to dance at - the dance floor is nearly always full of aunties and grandmas, so there's no sense of feeling uncomfortable or self-conscious. Although there was enough alcohol last night that it wouldn't have mattered! (the odd, tension causing friend didn't attend btw, so was all pretty relaxed). Heh - My friend's dad and I have this wierd, long story involving running joke, whereby we are 'going to have babies together' - this resurfaces when we gather and drink together - Last night we were playing on with this and fake bump'n'grind dancing together - the whole of my friend's family know about this running joke, and add to and contribute to it - one of our other friends though was obviously unaware and was clearly scandlised! - trying to indicate that we could be seen and that my mate's Mum was around!

Robbie - I am off to see Robbie Williams in concert tomorrow! - Kinda crept up on me, and I realise I have nothing prepared - clothes, route planning or anything. I have taken care of the important issues though, and have found out that Basement Jaxx and Orson are the support acts.. I am a little tense - I get stressed about things quite easily, so am flapping a little. But then, I was a wreck before I went to Knebworth too, so know it will be ok in the long run.

My Grandmother - was taken into hospital with breathing difficulties on Friday - but has now been released again. Whilst in hospital she was convinced that every time she got up to go the toilet the nurses were moving her bed and belongings into another room(!)

I dreamt in an Irish accent last night! - All the way through th edream I was talking in an Irish Brogue, I even made a point of commenting on it within the dream - but couldn't stop it! Odd

Starsky & Hutch: I have just finished Season 2 (Season 4 plopped through my letterbox yesterday). I find myself becoming anxious - on one level simply because I am now half way through, and am approaching the end of my 'first time' experience. But on another level - I am anxious about what is going to happen to the boys! - I avoid reading episode specific fic, but can't avoid knowing some of the biggies - So I know they all survive to the end, but lots of the fics refer to growing tensions and angst and loss of the connection between them - and this is making me anxious!
(I'm also a little anxious about Hutch's moustache!)

om. I am a bad Starsky & Hutch fan. I fast forwarded my way through Huggy & The Turkey.

But. oh oh oh - there was a clip that kimberly_fdr sent me, of DS & PMG being interviewed about the 2004 movie, and they were asked if it was funny and, they both answered in perfect unison, with the exact same words, facial expressions, gestures and tone of voice. Quite perfect.

Oh and there was an audio interview, which made me want to scream, with the interviewers mocking the pair after the interview, seemingly confusing humour and 'banter' with "Were they drunk". Argh.

I remain stressed.

It has been a slightly flat day today - I have done chores and washing and stuff. I tried to do art - I ended up writing an instantaneous poem - ie no crossings out, and only a few minutes thinking aloud. And it was okay, but not very arty. So i worked on my angel photograph and made it moody a bit and darker.

I'm sure there was a tv programme when I was much younger, where statues came alive at night? Is that right? What was that? I seem to remember it being sad.

Maybe because I have felt a little sad today. But sad in an ok, not worrysome kind of way.

I have been reading Neverwhere - it feels like an Escher painting, very tricksy and elegant.Also. they are on a quest which is good. It is a little bit anxious making however.

I have bought Scrubs season 3 - and it made me cry. Proper flowing tears. I love John C. McGinley. I have just watched the pertinent episode twice over, and am now taking a break before I have to tape BB for my friend on holiday. I have rw dvds, but am unclear how to tape over the bits I've already taped. hmm. I suppose it is simple really.

My Mum is sad and my Dad doesn't notice over much - which is partly just a Dad thing, he's always a bit oblivious, and he is very overworked at the minute, but I feel stuck in the middle, and it's not good when Mum's cry.

Ah Well.

I'm getting really antsy about this whole family weekend thing that I have coming up.
( really boring whinge about dull family stuff )

Anyway. I bought a kettle today - because G and I are too anti social to go into the staff area and loiter for the huge boiler thing to, erm, boil every time we want a drink. This is probably quite shameful, but whilst I am perfectly capable of having chirpy small talk with people I dislike, I choose to avoid it where possible. (We do like a great many people with whom I work, just not th ones with whom we share(d) a kettle!)

I am filling in my passport application in stages. I have become more and more travel phobic over the last couple of years. My passport has expired and I need to renew it - but have found it a quite impossible process. I have to do it in stages, then when I feel too sick, leave it to come back to another day! This is quite sad really. At the moment tho, I can say no to holiday suggestions because 'I don't have a passport' - there's no shame or room for persuasion. No matter how much I am nagged or guilted, I can't go. the minute I get it renewed it comes down to me and my travel phobia getting in the way, people judging and me feeling compelled. I don't want to go on holiday by mistake...

ooh, compliment - we have to get all our court reports 'gate kept' - to double check for errors and make sure not discriminatory etc. A colleague 'marked' mine today, expressed pleasure that I'd taught him a new word (truncated!?) and said that he'd 'been told you wrote good reports, so I'd been looking forward to reading one' :-)

enuff.

i think i'm squidging in on myself to become a scrunched up ball of bleurgh.

I have been asked out to a meal at the weekend, one of a select group ... it's nice to have been asked, not quite sure why I was picked however. ( not false modesty, just that it's not the people I talk to most) nice tho... chinese meal. All i am worried about is the discovery that one ofthe boys going lives 5 minutes from me, and its been decided we will share transport... how can I make small talk for two half hour journeys....

sposed to be going out for a meal tomorrow too ( tho may just stay in and have pancakes ), then no more chocolate... argh! don't really knwo why i do it, I have no religious involvement whatsoever..

my squitty mate phoned me tonight, made no reference to his snotty message.. i couldn't be bothered to challenge.
going to bed now. hot water bottle. ibuprofen. a ripple bar, coffee and buffy dvd i think....