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I answered the phone in a really twattish way today. Didn't have my 'phone head' on *sigh*.

"Hello [company name]!"

"My name is blahblahblah and I'd like to book an appointment"

"There's no-one in the office right now, can you phone back tomorrow?"
(why didn't I just go through the book and find a feckin time slot? Eh?)

"Can't you just make me an appointment?"

"It'd be better if you phone back when someone's here to confirm it"

"Well, why don't you put the phone down and I'll speak to the answerphone?"
(cheeky !*&$??*)

I wasn't there to do much, I was given an hour's work on the phone last night. Got it all done ... so why did I pick up the frickin phone?

Div 'ead.

I feel a bit daft.

It's the bit I least like about the job, but I expect I'll get used to it.

Anyway, I'm quite enjoying a wee bit structure to the day. Posted something to someone that I shoulda posted last week, so you'll mibbe get that tomorrow I haven't bought any poetry for about 5 years.

I found myself on my hands and knees today too (oo-errrr) Once a cleaner, always a cleaner - I swear it! The office kitchen looks better anyway. And the CV I did today looks healthy. The filing system is mayhem. I expect I'll fix it a little at a time.

Click this one ...

Your Aspie score: 121 of 200
Your neurotypical (non-autistic) score: 103 of 200
You seem to have both Aspie and neurotypical traits

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Nicked from the beautiful Landers

Soggy day.

Managed to cycle without getting soaked but it started as I went out to point at car park spaces. Saw a few friends. Did that thing one of my blog friends was complaining about "I've got a new job, I'm starting tomorrow ... I've got a new job, I'm starting tomorrow ... I've got a new job, I'm starting tomorrow ... I've got a new job, I'm starting tomorrow ..."

Ahem

Came home. Had lunch. Went for a nap Spoke to the genius of love. Textually sparred with a dull stalker. Gawd, he/she/it is annoying. Went to the shops. Flew to the Bahamas with a group of travelling banjo players.

See. All quite riveting and exciting stuff Bet you're glad you read that now.

Mini had a tiny bit of homework to do at his dad's. He forgot. He also left the book with the homework in it at his dad's. I give up. I'll have to write a note explaining all this on the letter they sent me requesting my signature for his lax schoolwork. Feck.

Had tea. Scrambled eggs and bacon mmm with chocolate cheesecake for afters *blob*

I reckon the boy might be willing to make a cuppa now, don't you?

BTW ... single mum isn't a slur it's a strength

feeling exhausted ... time for an old-people's nap

Don't ask me anything when I wake up cos I get dead grumpy

You may phone me, if you so wish

----Email Message-----
Sent: Sunday, October 28, 2007 2:26 AM
Subject: Re: Next Door To The Old Folks Home

I used to work at a nursing home, and every night, when the residents were being escorted back to their rooms, I would sing old jazz songs my grandparents used to play. The nurses thought I was crazy, but the residents all smiled and some would make requests and tell me stories about the good old days.

I thought I sang just to make the residents happy, but I was singing so that for a few moments I could share their memories.

Maybe you should sing a little closer to the old folks home.

postsecrets

How cool is that?

About 148 people have read this blog today. It's usually about 150 - 200.

I wonder who they are? What their blog says. If they have one.

It never used to be that number. Used to be about 30 regulars. It doesn't bother me. We all like to read real life stuff. Me, personally ... I love looking at the way people are. That's mibbe why I read books about relationships, novels etc., and watch soaps. It's never event-type books or programmes ... always the mixture of communities and stuff they go through.

Dunno why. To learn mibbe? To be nosy? I love reading about how my friends handle things, y'know. Everyone has things in common but their own style of handling the shit that hits the fan, special things about their character, revealing small things about their self that affects the way you look at things.

I spent most of my life so far trying to be acceptable. It makes you feel a bit fragmented. It makes others think you're flaky It's hard being yourself sometimes.

Dunno why this ramble came out *sigh*

wafflewaffle

Well, this week has been full of ups and downs. The downs weren't too bad, apart from those nasty couple of hours the other night.

Today I feel frickin fantastic. The next stage of Operation Liverpool has gone through and I'm well excited cos ...

*dundunduuuuuuuuuun*

I can now say with certainty that I'm going to L'pool in 5 weeks time

*wriggle*

35 now Flicky.

Today I've been doing science homework thank God for Wikipedia and Google. Hubble, bones, heart transplants etc. Gawd ... I don't remember any of that!

It felt really good showing the wee yin how to format a Word doc though. He was dead chuffed. You can kinda tell he didn't do it though the other bit that I didn't format looks ... er ... different *oops*

*happy me*

Went out with P. Reeeeally needed that.

A blether and some browsing. Bought some tops for work. P bought one for me too, which was nice Felt like I hadn't seen another adult for weeks, I had, but the last week has been ... um ... child 'friendly'.

Mini was out staying at a pal's last night and I expected to come home and find wee boys trashing my house. *listening outside for bouncy bass*

Nowt

There's been wee people here for half the week, doing the Xbox thing and playing crap young folk's music. I wouldn't mind if they stuck to F.O.B. etc but Mini insists on playing that gangsta (c)rap. Did I say I missed him?

The other half of the week he's been at Maxi's house, but they wanted to be here cos Maxi's Xbox is bust

and I'm the soppy sod that lets them have the run of the house

...

so that I can blog

*breathe*

Oi! Me! ... Stop. Bluddy. Worrying.

I wish Mini was here tonight.

Yeah, I know. I don't dump on him, seen that happen a few times with folk. Could do with his daft company.

Today has been a bit rocky. It's probably nerves about Monday. The job start day. It's my 13th anniversary that day too, but it passed without worry last year. I'm more concerned about things changing. Not that change is necessarily a bad thing but till you get there you don't know, do you?

There's been no news or paperwork from the lawyers at Lawyers 4 All.

Tired.

I just added a Christmas tree to my facebook!

Aw, feck off. I like Christmas, su therrrr!

*all excited*

Gonna book my first exam a wee bit sooner than the end of November.

Caller - "I'm walking past a sex shop that's closing down. Anything you need?"

Me - "Hmmm what do you think I'd look good in?"

Caller - "The same postcode."

I love this site

Damn The Hits channel.

It's the school holidays and the wee besoms are staying up late. So what do they do?

Show tracks with text along the bottom of the screen, stating all different positions of the Kama Sutra. With helpful cartoon drawings to show you how it's done

Mini has a friend staying tonight.

*swoon*

gigglesugar

The boy's gone to see The Dark is Rising with his wee pal and pal's dad. It's v sunny out there and I feel not at all ashamed for still being here, instead of 'out there'.

I've to write a letter of acceptance for the job, and phone the DSS to speak to them about what to do next (they already know of the job but not officially with paperwork and stuff).

I bought a can of pressurised air to clean out my PC and I'm terrified of beginning that task. *taping white sheets over the whole house*

Yes, I know. I'll do it outside.

I'm thinking it might be the way to go with the rest of my dusting. Except I can't take the house outside cos that would involve turning it inside out, or outside in, and builders and stuff. Hmmm it's sounding more complicated by the minute. Nice idea though.

I used to blow on Mini's face to stop him crying when he was wee.

Mother of The Year 1995

Also used to lie him face down when he had a blocked nose, as a baby. Yes yes I was watching the whole time. He snuffled so much that huge bogeys would appear as if by magic. Sorted.

I should be on that programme shouldn't I? No not the Jeremy Kyle show ... the one about different parenting techniques .... physics - that's the way to go!

blahblahblahblah

That's enough of that.

A picture.

It's the start of the holidays (again)

Took the book back and got a refund on Saturday. You know how I was dreading the 'looking for jeans' sketch? Bought the first pair I tried on

M & S ... Per Uno ... one pair of black jeans exactly the same as the two others I already have? That'll do nicely

These aren't frayed at the feet though. I was gonna say 'at the bottom' but I'm not handing that one to you.

Boy got dropped back tonight and I got a request from ex. Is it ok if he doesn't see Mini in a couple of weeks time, cos he's meeting the new one's parents? Fine. But you realise I'm going on holiday from 30th Nov to 3rd Dec? Suits you me, sir!

*wiggle*

Question for ya ...

Why is Andy so damn cute?

We could have woken with one of us watching the other one sleep
We could have grinned at how sunny it is and affectionately argued over who was doing brekkie in bed

*I'll do it ... No I'll do it!*

We could have decided I wasn't gonna write about that.
We could have wandered to the station together, but not to say goodbye
and explored the weird-named places that I'll never search alone
I'm not sad either that this wasn't our morning. Cos I know it will be again.

And I'm not wishing my life away. There's a painful pleasure in the waiting.

I'm good at waiting, mostly

GO LOOK

Every. Single. Time. I hear that word ....

Really not feeling too proud of myself today. No matter how arsey someone has been in the past, I don't need to start throwing out crap. He wasn't even being arsey the other day. He was trying to spot the pattern in case I didn't (mibbe?) Anyway, I'd like to take it back. Delete? No, it's been written now.

Doesn't sit easy on me. Sorry. You didn't deserve that. Can't cope with thinking of someone feeling shit cossa summat I said. And the comments that follow, because of it.

anon [Visitor]
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18/10/07 @ 12:19
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time to get off the circle break the habits and live. Else regrets and death with come.

Ok. Ignoring the mistaken word ...

I've ...

* come out of a destructive marriage

* seen a Skills Coach, who sorted out my qualification

* got a part-time job

* started training again

* started a new relationship

So in short ... do shut up!

Check out the size of this!

Bought a book to refresh my memory with Office Word. Saw a better one in the next shop, bought that one and took back the other one. Emailed the genius of love™ to link him to it on Amazon and realised it was 10 times cheaper on there! Bought it from Amazon and will be taking the other one back .

Bluddy hell.

Was having a crummy night and I just got a delightful text. You wee besom/tease. Woohoo!

*cough* (I wrote that one for Molty's stalker)

Ahem

Anyway, did lunch with P. Ogled at goodies in Breeze, Paperchase and looked for blouses *bleugh* that always makes me think of big girls ...

I don't care about getting clothes as much as I care about being refreshed about shortcuts in Word docs

I need more girly genes or just jeans, prolly smart ones. All mine have the hem cut off

blahblahblah

I'm ridiculously happy now for this time of night, thanks babe you broke it xxx

I suspect I'm going to fuck-up big time soon. You know those warning signs that epileptics get? I get a variation of those when I'm gonna wreck my life again.

Naah, I don't really, but it sounded funny to write.

But I do recognise when someone's getting pissed off with me and my hellovadramatic insecurities.

Should be sleeping early and waking early cos I really don't like this time.

*flashback to hairdressers mirror*

So depressed and depressing, sorry.

A friend in Facebook has posted this (he knows about techy stuff)

go here to make sure you are safe. xxx

Don't break into song with exuberance when 'Packard Goose' comes on yer MP3 player. You'll get strange looks.

Got my hair cut I feel about half a stone lighter

Very thick hair.

Missing you know who, too. Always.

*itchy neck*

... my skin tag fell off!

Should I mourn? Part of my body has dropped off

I feel like less of a woman

This makes me think of Snail

Yay! I love getting into this

The youtube vids of Green Wing are hysterical ... so I can't choose one. But I've just realised that it might be in keeping since the theme today is being all environmental and green

Green Wing's more mental than environ though

*sigh*

I'm so full of it.

I'm recycling words.

Tomorrow I'll be cycling ... to the library. Then I'll recycle back home

Why do I have a great day ... then feel like crap at night? Eh?

What the hell is wrong with me? Evening insecurities

Feeling quite good today and more than a tad surprised by that. My head's been all over the place for a while now (about 15 years)

Booked an appointment to get my hair cut. Wednesday. I actually like getting my hair cut now, cos they're good at it.

Meeting the other partner from the work in a while. It got postponed from Saturday.

Will be buying some kinda work clothes soon. That will be a challenge. Smart jeans and blouses (a jacket too?)

I had to transfer some savings cos I was big time overdrawn Once I've got the clothes I'll be overdrawn again *scream*

I'm soooooo dreading the change-over paperwork when they're calculating what benefits I'll get. Last time that happened (separation) I got well and truly shafted. The DSS and places like them would be so sued if they were private companies. They're shit at what they do. There are lots of nice folk working there but I always seem to get the ones who have a grudge going on or who only give you the bare minimum of info. This time I'm gonna get the name of every single one of them that I talk to and make a note of the advice they've given it's only fair. I got ripped off for quite a bit last time with their non-advice and time limits for back-dating.

Oh FFS I've almost talked myself into a bummer!

hahahahaha

My mood is too good for that!

Going out, see ya inna bit

I realised I am quite green  ...  green around the gills  (it means naive) 

Shall I just use green motes?   

My mum had a daft phrase ...

"Yer no' as green as yer cabbage-looking!"

I'm going to sleep now         

Nighty ...

I don't bluddy know what to blog about.

*environmental stuff*

Yeah I know, but what? I don't have big strong opinions about it, or onions, as I nearly wrote the first time.

I recycle paper, cardboard, tins, glass bottles, plastic bottles, garden waste and food. That's about it, matey.

My house doesn't have insulated walls ... feck, what's that called? Um. Cavity walls. So my heating bill is sky high. I can't afford to buy an electric shower (which is the sorta shower I'd have to get cos the power is crud) so I have daily baths.

In short ... I'm a bit rubbish. Do you think they'll read my blog and come after me? The Green Police?

Oh hang on ... I use my bike (sometimes) instead of a car *ahem*

and I refuse to go on exotic holidays

and I pretend to look at clothes in charity shops (well, let's face it ... they smell skanky) but I do buy books from them

*spraying liberally with Febreze*

*oops* spray cans

Hide me well, won't you?

The lad came back just as I was getting my tea. Scampi and an omelette if yer interested.

He went on the PC. So I'm sitting there with my feet up munching away happily, watching some guff programme about Emmerdale when he starts shouting "Mu-um, come here"

*oh gimme a minute eh, I'm eating my tea, what is it?*

"The toilet's overflowing!"

Spent the next hour unblocking, mopping, drying, putting rugs in the wash. It came through the kitchen ceiling. Luckily no damage (I think)

*sits down for cuppa*

"Mu-um, the PC's blue-screened!"

*screeeeeeam* (silently)

"Oh and by the way, I went ferreting with dad's GF's kids and it was great fun, I can't wait till we do it again."

%$**!!?#@*?!!

... and I hate that mote.

Any sarcastic reference by the music in this blog is entirely deliberate.

someone else's secrets

I bought The Times in Starbux the other day. I never buy papers but I'd bought a magazine and left it in the shop (it was still there when I went back)

Flicking through it, I came across this link recommended for parents of little people

You know how you buy kits to make things and they're mega complicated? Well the Arts & Crafts stuff is dead easy on this. (and the clothes, cuddley toys are mega cute too)

Sent to me from clever clogs himself

Yippee!

One of my most favouritest films is on tonight.

Funny, sweet, romantic, angsty

I'm off to another world ...

I phoned the LearnDirect folk. British Computer Society - he say NO! *meh*

I don't mind too much doing the whole thing again. They're giving me the course work, exams and logbook for free (£650 worth). I phoned the library and booked an app. to register on Tuesday.

Got a key ring holder for my Zen Stone. Had some latte. xx

I've unsubscribed to most of my blog subscriptions and I'll be doing the rest as and when.

I just need to cut back a little bit, so don't be offended.

I'm a bit fed-up tonight (oooh big change then)

Just tired of making decisions by myself, doing stuff alone. Yeah friends yadda yadda. You know what I mean.

It's gonna be this way for the foreseeable future so I s'pose I should just shutthefuckup and get used to it ... but I don't want to

Mibbe I should throw all my energies into doing up the house?

lalala

*twiddling thumbs*

Things are going well in all other areas - which is pretty damn unusual - so I can't complain. HA! oh yes I can

Meh

*stuffs more food into gob*

C.A.B. are doing all the paperwork for me! They have a thing called Law 4 All where legal dudes come in at certain times of the week and sort 'stuff'.

Full legal aid *phew* It should be sorted in 3 to 6 months. Wonder if I should be Miss (maiden name) again? Hmm ... don't wanna be different from Mini though.

Took my busted Zen back to Argos, without the packaging and they gave me a replacement - woohoo!

Came back home, signed in as me then *whoosh* became someone else ... now that was odd. Signed out, signed in again, posted, clicked My Blog thingy and became the other person again! I'm hoping it's fixed now

*waving to the person I became* (I'm sure they'll tell him)

Oh

I'm me again!

But why am I on blog.de?

That skin tag thingy that's on my neck feels frickin HUGE

It's like a big red balloon

or

I have another head growing outta my neck

Mibbe I'll call it after that Spitting Image puppet?

Mibbe Mini can use it as a basketball when it drops off?

I have to have my hair up cos it keeps catching on it! *bleugh*

Just cracked open the Martell and poured a dribble into my cuppa tea

Well

it

has

been

friggin two years

Mibbe if I'd been up to it before I'd still be sloggin away at Clare College.

Life bites you and steals things

Makes you feel like a loser and a fool

Then someone might hold yer hand and help you up

After all those who kicked you down

and watched, laughing, while you picked through change

Hoping for a change

Here it is

Su therrrrr *thrrrp*

The mole is ok *beads of sweat dripping ... etc etc*

She measured it and made notes but the fact that she could tell by looking at it reassured me loads. She was so confident with the info she provided and my nerves are a bit more settled. She asked if I wanted any others looking at. I have numerous moles but none of the others are suspect, so I showed her 2 skin tags that have been bugging me ... she froze them off there & then!! Well, she froze them anyway, they've gone all swollen and strange looking and will fall off within a week.

I was so surprised that I could get summat like that done in minutes, with no big kerfuffle about it I've wondered for years about the tag under my eye. It's been there since birth and is noticeable even though I see it as part of me. Now it'll be gone! And the one on my neck that used to rub against my school duffle coat and hurt like buggery - gone!

Got a present for friend on my shop credit card thingy. *phew*

Had lunch in Starbux. Chilled out reading a magazine then headed out in the bucketing rain again. I just have time now for a quick blog, change of clothes and venture out to see Skills Coach

Weird-shaped painful mole.
Fucked MP3 player.
Stressy post mortem of Sunday.
Just to add to my fuckin depression.
Job?
Funeral.
Friend's birthday (£0.00)
Form-filling and law stuff.
RIP Mum. 5 years

XKCD is funny today too

The world is a better place today

My PC chair has the right number of wheels/castors.

One broke. They sent me a box of five.

Oh thank you for 2 year warranties.

It's the most balanced I've felt for weeks. Physically.

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Did not want to get up this morning, but was on pointing duty

The 2 guys that were on duty with me are a laugh though, and someone had left rather nice biccies in the parking box for us mmm cuppa tea and a biccy ... perks o' the job

The guy I was having a cuppa with is originally from Northern Ireland and used to live in Glasgow, so we had a right old gab about the pros & cons of Scotland and England and I heard about 'the troubles'. No, it wasn't depressing, I've never really understood what it must be like for folk there to live under that kinda oppression. No matter what we moan about here there's always worse elsewhere

Went from there to my friend's house. Her daughter was getting baptised and they'd asked a few old friends. I haven't seen them for aaaaages but we used to be fairly close and it was gob-smacking when the daughter opened the door and said "Hi I'm R....."

I extended my hand "Hi, I'm 'Subs."

*astonished look* "Ohhhhh I remember you!"

She's 11 now, so she's grown another foot ...

go on, you know you want to ...

Had a really lovely time catching up with everyone. There were quite a few folk there for lunch that I'd not seen for ages. Yes, I was a nervous wreck for the first hour but talking to my pal's mum was mega interesting and relaxed me loads (yes I'm weird) .... Apparently she gives talks to let folk know what's going on in some of the more secretive countries. Burma, being one of them. She told me all about the government there, the way they have gained political sway with Thailand etc and just how dire it is there.

An educational day.

Went to the church and met loads I hadn't seen for ages too. There was a church split 4 years ago so it felt like meeting old family members again

Dashed back in time for the lad being dropped home. Went to bed cos I felt ill again. Feck, yes I will get a doc's appointment soon.

I love those trees

Gawd I was nervous today. I think because my head's been through a few things for the past few weeks. Knocks the confidence a wee bit.

Apparently, children need 7 good things to be said to them for every 1 bad thing. Well, that's me that is. I feel like I'm only Mini's age still

So, today, I felt the social phobia come back. Sorry Nick, Mrs F and Mr S.

I don't cope with it very well. Drinking and laughing far too loud is an oldie but not really a goodie

You were kind to me

Being like this is part of the reason I find jobs so difficult. What happens if I feel like this right in the middle of talking to colleagues? What if it gets so bad that I run out? I'd be fine if I was holding his hand the whole time, but that's not really practical, is it?

Little by little I s'pose. Small part-time job. No pressure. Some small achievements. Not falling to bits over trying to run the house, my wee boy and do a job (everyone else does it no probs but I'm a bit rubbish) I'll get better though. Soon.

7:1

I know some of you find it hard to juggle stuff too, and keep going.

Bluddy hell I'm really waffling tonight *thrrrp*

My head hurts a bit

Where's Andy?

What vodka?

I just drink tea ... dunno what you mean.

Feck. I bet they taped my laugh!

Ewan McGregor's had his eyebrows shaped. He looks like a thin Eddie Izzard!

I'm meeting Mrs F, Mr S and Nick tomorrow

Going for a drink and munchies. Dunno where to go though.

By the river? There are loads of pubs with beer gardens down there. Two of us smoke.

Last time we went to a Greek place but it was a bit dear for what we got.

Ooh I know ... *toddling off to localsecrets*

I love it

While Tony Blair was being air-brushed from
history at the Labour Party Conference, he
was under-going an interview for a TV
documentary about his time in office.

And the posh London hotel chosen for the
interview? Browns.

Following on from last week's claim by one of our
readers that a man's lower hanging testicle corresponds
to his dominant side. Hundreds of people emailed to
say they'd checked. And that it was, sadly, bollocks.

What goes on in the stud farms of Devon

Horse breeding is a highly researched, multi-
million pound business. But down in Devon, some
older practices remain. Horse breeders like to
rub their mares' ladyparts with stinging nettles,
as soon as they've been "covered" by a stallion.
The resulting swelling helps to keep in the
semen so there's a better chance of pregnancy.

The rumour that Max Clifford does this to
Kerry Katona is not yet confirmed.

I'm not posting the pic of Anna Nicole Smith. Some stuff's just a bit too gross

popbitch here

Well ... you know how I said I practically live in the internet these days?

I did not say 'the web'.

But

These are barricading my front door ...

inside this ...

Blimey!

We've been limbo-ing out the door I could swipe it away, but I'm a bit nervous that somehow they'll attach themselves to my clothing when I do that

and it makes a good blog, so mibbe they'll go NOW

Just had a long (1 hr 8 mins) phone conversation with the person formerly known as lie woman. We laughed, talked about illnesses (she had that weird stomach bug that I had) and kids. The overheard phrase was not mentioned.

No-one is more surprised than I am, that it was such an ok conv. We did get on well once though.

Is it possible to move on from the kind of damage between us? I guess we just avoid certain topics.

Chances? I've been the recipient of a few chances myself in the past. Mibbe this is the kind of healing I need reassurance of. If I turn up covered in bruises though, gimme a nudge will ya?

For a few hours today I've been feeling like absolute shit. Yes, it's PMT and it's back with a vengeance. It actually surprised me how strong it is today. Scared me even.

The thoughts going through my head were of RAGE, self-destruction and venom. It's times like these I truly hate being female.

I've almost written a load of angry hurtful stuff in language that would make a sailor wince. So why didn't I?

Cos I imploded instead. Be pleased about that, it's not a pretty sight.

You know what brought it to a halt? The boy's friend, from yesterday, came to the door looking for him. He's in my living room playing Xbox cos I didn't know what else to do. My boy isn't back from school yet, from doing a 15 mile sponsored walk.

I'm scared of myself.

I really have nothing to complain about.

Anxious.

Boy has asked if he could stay over at his pal's on Thursday night (school's off on Friday) I said yes.

He told X, X said no, you always get in trouble when you're with him. He's a bad influence. He's right. My bad.

Boy tells friend that X says he can't stay. Friend says ask X why. Lots of phone calls between boy, X and friend.

Overheard by boy when talking to friend - "Oh are we not good enough for him?" (loud voice in the background)

Now boy understands. 2 guesses who the voice in the background was.

This is not a 'safe' person. This is a person who won't just say - Your dad says no, ok, ask what day he could stay over.

X should know better. It's so much better for all concerned if you just say - No, you two get into trouble when you're together and I don't trust you. I'm sure 'the voice' wouldn't be able to disagree with that. X has done this, and he doesn't have to deal with any of the repercussions. But I understand. This is an unsafe person, this voice. Predictably unpredictable? Volatile. Guilt-strewing.

I hope the boy doesn't get gyp at school.

And I still wish I'd never set eyes on them.

Sorry Lord, this test is one that I fail over and over.

For a while my PC chair (that I only got a short time ago) had been making a funny noise when I leaned back. Yesterday it crunched forwards at an angle Turns out one of the wheels is bust. Can I find a replacement? Can I feck.

So I'm sitting on a bluddy uncomfortable old-fashioned wooden chair. My PC chair is lying on its side behind me. The house is beginning to look like its been turned

This morning I bussed to town and had a quick snack before heading up to the C.A.B. I've been putting it off a bit cos due to past experience I thought I'd be sitting there for hours, then not getting any help. I only had to wait for 20 minutes and the woman was great. I've an appointment next week with the legal person to help me through the procedure. I didn't know it costs £300/£350 to get divorced! Since I'm on benefits I should be exempt. If I take that part-time job I might have to work unpaid, unless they take into account that I'll still be getting some benefit. Who knows?

Anyway, that's next week.

Enough, with the lyrics already.

Just stop.

No offence meant, but please ... just don't.

Your results:
You are Dark Phoenix

The C.A.B. are (allegedly) open all week from 9.30am till 1pm.

There. I've done summat today Oh yeah ... and I paid my phone bill.

Quite enough for one day I think. My stomach's not hurting today but my elbow is. The wee ball of pain has moved again *tsk*

Son brought 2 wee pals home after school to show off play his new Halo 3 game. Jeez, the way boys talk to each other! Bossing each other and being bluddy cheeky. Meh. I kept saying "Oi! Come through here" then telling him off. He ended up shutting the door

3 teenage boys 'playing' always ends up with them siding against someone and I hate it! Wee middens.

Showed one of them how to upload to his MP3 player. He left with lots of choons

I'll (try to) go to CAB tomorrow *feck off rain* Might not be doing Starbux with pal as she's been rather ill again. Then I'm meeting Old Nick, Mrs F and Mr S on Saturday - wayhay! My friend's daughter is getting baptised on Sunday (I still have to sort out a lift)

Next week I get the yearly gas check on the central heating (woopydoo) on Monday, a doctor's appointment on Tuesday morning, Skills Coaching Tuesday afternoon and a funeral on Wednesday. I dunno what time the funeral is yet so can't ask for the boy to have time off yet

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If you haven't seen THIS ... go look. It's a youtube video on Purple Dragon's blog and it's hilarious

An email arrives ...

"Saw this and thought of you"