Another unproductive weekend

As you can see, I have had a rather exciting weekend....

Not much to say as did absolutely sod all, making it a really productive one and all.

Highlight for me would have to be running 10k in really rotten weather, which left me with sogging wet feet and socks (eww!), as well as sore muscles - took me nearly 20 mins to get my clothes off. To top it off I think I am also comin down with something AGAIN!

Oh well, better stop whinging and get on with the rest of the laundry..... That would be the most productive thing I've done this weekend...

Saturday night - summed up 4 days later...

I know it's a bit late to talk about what happened nearly 4 days ago, but I was too hungover to do it the next day, too busy the following day, and forgot yesterday.....

As the above image shows, I was in a right state on Saturday - I can't remember the last time I got that steaming drunk. The worst part is I deliberately took little money out with me so that I would not end up getting too drunk - so much for the strategy.

So yeah, as my friend and I were getting ready to go out for birthday girl's celebration, we guzzled a bottle of wine, mostly for dutch courage (neither of us was actually looking forward to going out in freezing cold, but we promised the birthday girl we would go, no matter what the weather), but also so that we wouldn't feel the cold as we headed to birthday girl's house.

After making our way to friends house (amazingly without falling flat on my arse in my ridiculously high heels), we get taxi up to town centre, into bar I bloody hate - always the same shit...

As we sat in bar with group of birthday girl's friends (none of whom I knew or remember), birthday girl kept disappearing off somewhere, doing her thing. Meanwhile my buddy and I started to get bored, wondering when we'd get out of this hell hole.

Eventually we popped out to another bar (some 80's style club - I hate 80's music!) with the intention of going back to shitty bar of course (yeah right!)! By this time we had already gone through 2 bottes of wine, a couple of shots, and very strong drink mixed with coke...

We were pleasantly surprised by the 80's disco bar, was nowhere near as bad/tacky as I thought it would be - I even spotted a cute guy, who was eyeing me up. Whoop whoop!

Yet just as I was plucking up the courage to approach the cute guy, my buddy tells me we need to go back to shitty bar (noo!!). So we head back to shitty bar, only to find the bouncer wouldn't let my buddy back in, as he didn't like her expired passport (what a shame!). So we tell the birthday girl we can't get back in and had straightover to vodka bar.

At this point I am dysfunctional. Nevertheless we purchase another bottle of wine in vodka bar, chat up a few lads, then make our way to dance floor, where I am constantly bombarded by big lads, who think it's okay to approach a woman from behind and wrap arms around her waist - so unclassy and undignifying.

Anyway as I'm trying to get away from the 2 big guys, my buddy is dancing with some other lad, who happens to be one of the big lads' mates (f**king great!).

Later on my buddy invites the other lad, plus big friend back to her flat.

Back at her flat, music is put on, everyone is chatting - well, everyone apart from me, I'm too busy passing out no sofa. In the meantime big lad proceeds to caress my arse for the rest of the night (my Prince Charming!). My buddy goes to bed with the other lad, leaving to me share sofa with the big lad - great!

In fairness though, it was a good night - alot better than we thought it would be.

And it was nice to feel desirable, even if guy chasing me was not my cuppa tea....

Running in the snow and my first 3D movie experience

Yes I realise how nerdy I look in my 'Brains' specs, but I have a good reason for wearing them: I recently went to the pics to watch my first movie in 3D - Avatar.

I must say I rather enjoyed the 3D effects, despite the somewhat slow start in the film - didn't help that a bunch of wankers turned up just as the film was starting and proceeded to mutter amongst themselves throughout the whole film.

I barely resisted the urge to turn around and bark the words 'WILL U SHUT THE F**K UP!' at them - I was very close though. At the end of the day, I did not spend nearly a tenner to listen some knob head talk through the whole bloody film!

Otherwise good film, even if the 'Navi' lovescene was bit cringeworthy. I later learned that the media reported people complaining about the film, claiming it was racist, etc. I can see why people may think that, as the way the Navi (blue inhabitants of planet Pandora in case u dont know) were portraye,d was remarkably similar to how primitive African tribes are typically portrayed.

Personally I did not take offence to it - either way it's no worse than some of the other sci-fi movies, such as Star Wars (no offence, Star Wars fans).

So that was my highlight of the week so far... another highlight of the week consisted of me having a rather dirty dream of the lad I'm currently trying to persuade to travel to Dublin so I can flirt outrageously with him. DAMN, it was such a sweet dream, I really did not want to wake up.....

Then this morning, I bravely went for a 5 mile run around the park in the snow and amazingly managed not to spank it on my arse or injure myself - a rare feat if I may say.

As I was heading back home, i came across a whole flock of geese and ducks, whole were all clustered together in the only section of the lake which was not frozen. Seeing the way they all literally leapt out the lake whenever someone came along with some bread crumbs was hysterical.

I just had to take a couple of piccies....

And this is my new mate, Ducky.

A'RIGHT DUCKY!!!!

Year review 2009 - sort of...

The text in the above image pretty much sums up how I feel about 2009.

Can't see much of my face in picture either, as I am kinda hiding it, due to serious hangover I have from last nights festivities; just went round friends house for boogie and session on the good old singstar game (I lost everytime). Being a classy event it was, my best friend ended up having a vicious cat fight with her younger sibling, who started it. Other than that, it was pretty uneventful, which suited me fine, considering the last couple of crap days I had previously....

Never in my life have I been more eager for a year such as this one to end, particularly as it's been riddled with problems and various disasters, all of which were unavoidable (splitting up with ex-fiance, getting stalked and harrassed by ex, money situation, trying to sort out central heating, not being able to do much decorating - ooh and car dying on me; that's right, they were unable to fix this car). So all in all, bit of a crap year.

However it wasn't all doom and gloom this year; there have been some highlights too, believe it or not:

• Managed to keep hold of current job for more than a year
• Escaped abusive relationship - helped me appreciate my family, who were so supportive throughout the ordeal.
• Ran my first 10k in less than an hour
• Finished paying off car loan (couple months later, damn thing had to die)
• Started working on the house, though can't take much credit
• Learnt to crochet by myself and made a scarf
• Finally learnt to use sewing machine, which I had bought nearly a year before

Not exactly an exciting list of achievements I know, but gotta big myself up somehow!

As a rule, I try not to make any new year's resolutions as never stick to them, but I do think it's nice to set myself a couple of objectives/goals, as it helps me make the most of life, rather than just plod through it. So my personal objectives for next year are:

• Pay off my debts by October
• Use time more effectively
• Make the most of my single status (more freedom, don't have to worry about what other hald thinks)
• Spend more time with friends and family
• Stop stressing about career (no point as don't know what kind of job I REALLY want)
• Run half marathon (already entered one, so just need to sort out the training, and stay injury free)
• Stop setting silly, unrealistic goals!!

Think that's reasonable enough, don't you?

Life sucks, and men are arseholes....

Just when I thought this year could not get any worse, bearing in mind there are only 2 more days until the year has ended, I have to be proved wrong once again in a cruel manner:

Last night I took out a couple of friends for a couple of games of pool and a boogy in some bar - I volunteered to be the designated as one of my friends hadn't been out in a long time, and usually ends up being the driver when they do venture out at night time, bless 'em. On the way back home, my car began to make some peculiar noises, kinda sounded like a tractor. Thankfully the car didn't break down or die on us and I vowed to get car down to garage the next day.

So next day I begin short journey to garage, but was told I had to go to another twice as they didn't deal with diagnostics etc. Yet as I made my way from one garage to another, the condition of my car got progressively worse; the car was just getting slower and weaker, the exhaust was misfiring, everytime I went down in gear or used the clutch, the engine kept cutting out and became harder to restart.

Just metres away from the entrance of the final garage my car decided to conk out completely on me. If only it could have gone a extra few metres.....

Damn thing was blocking the entrance to the car garage, which in itself is not a major issue, but the attitude of the drivers that were trying to get in or out was sooo pig like.

And yes they were all bloody male, hence the title. I don't what it is, but they seem to think revving their engine really loudly is going to make me move my car or make me feel bad...

For f**k's sake my car broke down!!! I didn't just decide to park my car there and put my hazard lights on for a laugh did I.

F**cking twats.

After the lads at the garage managed to push my car the rest of the way (uphill of course), they had a quick look and basically told me that the whole engine could be buggered but said they would need more time to have a look.

Meanwhile I can only picture how hard my life will be without car - need car to get to work as no public transport going to workplace, can't get to running club, can't get around as easily in general.

If they can't fix my car, I am SCREWED...........

For me Xmas = Too much booze + chocolate....

.....followed by looks of disapproval from my feline friend.

If, like me, you are one of those people who do not celebrate christmas watsoeva, you will often find alternative ways of keeping oneself occupied, particularly when all shops are closed and majority of friends are busy stuffing their faces with their relatives.

My alternative consisted of scoffing too many choccies and consuming way too much wine - not much different from how most people celebrate their xmas you may say, but at least I didn't have to squander money on presents and waste money on decorations that make Las Vegas look remotely classy.

My highlight of of the crimbo holidays: teasing my cat, using the reflection of the mirror and waving my hand like a maniac infront of reflection against the wall......

Bah Humbug!!!

Copenhagen Summit - Load of Cowpat!!

With the lack of substantial developments arising from the recent Copenhagen Summit and extremely cold weather in UK, one gets the feeling the summit was a complete waste of time, as well as money, when one considers the admin costs incurred (accomodation, interpreters, translators, catering, welcome packs that must have cost an entire forest, etc.).

Following on from the theme, global freezing, I MEAN 'warming', I felt it necessary to stick up for my sisters once again....

....especially when a UN reports appears to hold cows responsible for 18% of the world's greenhouse gas problems - because they belch and fart!!!!

HOW, DARE, YOOOUUUU!!!

What have those poor cows done to become culprits of a man made disaster? All they do is eat grass all day, poo - by the way, this is poo that can be used as compost for our plants and vegetation, and generally keep out of everyone's way.

They don't use cars, fly from one country to the next, cause social unrest, blow themselves up in suicide attacks, cause war or genocide. They just eat grass and poop on the field. Ooh! And they provide milk - a vital source of calcium, right?!

Besides, cattle have been around for centuries and there's never ever been any issues of global warming since man have domesticed our beloved bovine creatures.

Fossil fuels, petrol and cars on the other hand, have only been around for a few decades and in the short space of time have caused more damage to the environment than cattle has in the last millenium.

So my response to the accusations made against the poor heffers is:

EAT MY SHIT!