Sleepy heffer

I dont know what the hell's wrong with me at the moment: for the past week, I've been sleeping for 10hrs straight, sometimes topped up with an additional power nap in the afternoon, and still feeling tired at around 10pm.

Very strange, I know.

Maybe I'm just catching up on lack of sleep I've been getting for the last couple of months thanks to my idiot ex, maybe it's the winter season with the lack of sunlight....

....Or maybe it's age catching up with me - eek!!

Either way I know I need to sort it out, and start implementing a healthy sleeping pattern, before situation develops into a full blown sleeping disorder.

Anyhow, I haven't spent the whole week in bed - I did actually venture outside the house a few times as well.

I even went to watch another film at Cineworld (yes, it's the second time I've been, since getting that unlimited card - not long before I turn into a movie nerd), and watched 2012.

A pretty freaky film, with some brilliant special effects - made me grip the seat a couple of times anyway. Definitely a film worth watching on the silver screen.

Right I'm off to bed now, to see if I can maybe wake up after 8hrs, rather than 10hrs.

Yeah, I know - I'm a lazy cow....

You know you're a chocolate addict when.....

.....you purposefully buy the slightly more expensive brand of chocolate in the hope of cutting down on the amount you eat, only to find you've only gone and scoffed the whole bloody box in one sitting! Notice the look of guilt on my face??

As I sit here feeling rather stuffed and greedy, I picture my arse getting fatter by the second and my chances of attracting the attentions of the man I've had a crush on for a very long time diminishing.

Yes, I know, I've only just split up with my ex but I just found out the guy I've had a crush on long before I met my ex, has also just split up after 3 years, so he's also down in the dumps.

Since then I have been emailing him a lot lately (offering support as a friend 'of course'!), and generally flirting outrageously with him.

Who can blame me? He's soo gorgeous, and a lot kinder than my ex - only problem is I can't tell for toffee whether he finds me anyway attractive. I know he thinks I'm a bit nutty, which is true, and everytime to do meet up, we constantly play fight/tease each other.

He's a tough guy to read... However I've managed to persuade him to go travelling to a city with me sometime next year, if he's not too busy (whoop whoop!), so maybe I'll get a chance with him.

Who knows??

Meanwhile, all I can do is fantasise about him....aaahhhhh.....

Movies and Rugby

I went a bit loopy couple of nights ago and decided to buy one of those unlimited film card thingy bobs, that lets u go and watch a film as often as you like for £13 a month (12 month contract) - not bad.

So I celebrated by going to watch Harry Brown, a film about a former marines soldier, who sets about getting revenge, vigilante style, on a bunch of yobs on a council estate, after his friend, a fellow OAP, gets killed by them.

Not for the faint hearted, it is a brutal film with some great filmography, and Michael Caine played his role so well I left the cinema convinced every pensioner should be issued with a gun and bayonet so that they can defend themselves against the yobs.

Course, that will never happen for legal reasons, but it made me realise just how vulnerable I'll be if a reach the biddy age.

This weekend wan't all bloods and guts though. Well, not quite....

I met a friend in Twickenham to watch the women's international rugby (England vs New Zealand), after watching the men's match in the pub - glad I watched the men's game in the pub, as they were crap compared to the ladies.

You heard it. The women played better and won 10-3 as a result. So was pretty chuffed with result.

Only downside to weekend was my ex, was on the bloody roof again at 1am - 1AM!!

Mission impossible - find name of track

Don't you hate it when you hear a track you really like, then can't figure out the name of the song or who the artist is, cause the bloody radio presenter thinks rolling out the info off their tongue in split seconds is really helpful??

Well, this happened to me last night - worse part there was no DJ, or even proper tracklisting (this was on the Ministry of Sound website), so I knew I was in for a tough battle. But I was dertermined to find 'that' song......

As the song has been played frequently over the last couple of months, I figured it would be of MoS' playlist, and so began task of going through every song on the list by copying/pasting details on youtube in hope of finding this track.

After about half an hour I was beginning to lose hope, when behold, I found the song: Mark Knight & D.Ramirez v Underworld - Downpipe

To celebrate my mini victory, I cranked up the volume, much to the dismay of my neighbours and had a one-man rave party.

Hence the youtube video/song being featured on my blog - I hope you like the song as much as I do.

Spontaneity

Went round my friends house on Saturday night, expecting just quiet night in, eating take away and watching films, as you do....

After a few too many 'Turf' shandies, I think that's it's called anyway (basically consists of stella artois mixed with smirnoff ice alcopop - sounds vile but wasn't actually that bad), we decide we wanted to go out for a boogy.

Having left the house at 1.30 am there was only once place we could go - the gay club of course!

Was a good laugh - we turned up looking like frumps, but we had a gooood time and even got chatted up by the v. few straight guys there.

Didn't get back home til 6am, didn't wask up (or rather, wake up) til 3pm...

I love spontaneous nights out.......

Feeling rather tired now, not because of Saturday, but because I had to spend 2hrs in police station giving statement about my ex, for something that had nothing to do with me - argh! That doth curse me.....

Must....sleep...now.....

The value of friendship

It's amazing how a friend can cheer you up, even if they are miles away....

I came home looking like a drowned rat (as pictured above), after a hard run in the rain and feeling a bit miserable as a result.

As I waited for the water to heat up, I just remembered it would be my mates birthday tomorrow, so thought I'd call her now in case I forget tomorrow.

She answered the phone, and just hearing her voice cheered me up instantly (she has that effect on many people, bless her), and after the usual chitchat, she asked if I'd like to go to watch some rugby match with her.

I was like yaye!! Not only has she cheered me up, she's given me something exciting to look forward to now....

A bunch of hunky men rolling around in mud - very nice......

Tits on the brain

When I said tits, I didn't mean the woman's bazookas, pervert....

Just kidding, anyway reason why I have tits on the brain is due to what I witnessed today, just after I finished my 10k run (which I did not enjoy in the least bit):

I was doing some cool down stretches by the lake, when I heard some particularly loud twittering noises - there are alot of bird habitats round this lake, but this was quite agitated. I looked round to see where the noise was coming from to find 2 teeny birds having a proper wrestling match on the pavement just metres from where I stood.

They were literally rolling around the ground and really going for each other! I couldn't believe what I was seeing! I knew I wasn't imagining it when a bloke came from the other direction and started staring in the same direction then remarked to his daugher how bizarre it was to see 2 little birds fighting like that.

I know birds get very territorial, but this was like WWF standards!

Not 100% sure what species they are, but having checked the RSPB website (where I nicked the above image - credits due aye?), I am pretty sure they were tits (in more ways than one).

Just cant tell from the coal, marsh or willow tit....

Can't sew to save my life

As I finished my dinner and pondered how I would spend the rest of the evening (no money to go out already!! Eek!), the sewing machine which was still in its original packaging caught my eye, looking rather abandoned.

Feeling sorry for it I decided to do something productive and have a go at using the sewing machine.... easier said than done.....

After spending at least half an hour trying to work out how the hell you thread the damn thing, I plugged the machine in the power mains, only to find I had forgotten to check the setting was on the 'Off' mode, which resulted in the machine going absolutely schizo and the thread I spent ages trying to arrange turning into a mountainous knot before me - I must say the word 'Shit!!' did enter my mind at this point.

So once again I had to thread the machine again, making sure this time it WAS off, before plugging it to the mains.

Using a piece of scrap material I began to start experimenting with the patterns the machine had to offer (only 8 patterns, but more than enough for an idiot like me), and basically sewing the poor scrap of material to death, with the result being the above image.

As you can see, I was born to be a seamstress......

Political rant for the day - EU (What a bloody mess!)

Yesterday I had to endure a trip to the big shitty city (Daisymoo is used to being surrounded by fields , not ugly multi-storey buildings you know...) to undertake a training course - sth about how the EU works.

Bearing in mind that the British government has pretty much signed up for this Lisbon Treaty (which I still don't f**king understand, after spending a day listening to some guy gassing on about it for hours on end), no less without consulting the public, or actually checking to see whether we'd mind being a part of this masquerade, I thought it'd be worthwhile trying to educate myself a little i.e. at least try to find out what we're in for.

Needless to say, I didn't absorb alot from this course (only so much a cow can take - deciding which patch of grass to graze on is mind boggling enough!). Didn't help much that I was surrounded by a bunch smug arsewipes, whom you'd think from the way they talk, were best buddies with the Foreign Secretary or other foreign ministers.

Still, what I have learned about the EU is this:

• The EU institutions are so friggin complex, I'm surprised it actually functions (I mean fancy having a Commission, Council and Parliament mish mashed together - how the fuck do you actually make any quick decisions?? Answer: Never!)


• The EU union probably won't exist in harmony for long, espcially when you're trying to bang 27 very culturally different and stubborn heads together. What's scarier is that Turkey wants to be part of the EU - as if things weren't complicated enough already...


• The Lisbon Treaty means the countries have less say over how they rule their own country (still find the fact the EU wants us to abolish imperial measurements insulting), especially when it comes to EU legislation i.e. if EU puts a certain legislative rule through, we as EU citizens are obliged to implement it, whether we like it or not.

So not exactly a pretty picture.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not completely Eurosceptic - I'm all for free trading and free travel between states without need of a visa. I just dont see why the EU states have to handcuff themselves to each other.

Other reason I was not too impressed at course: some plonker spilt his coffee all over my notes, which I spent whole day scribbling out.... not his notes,,,,, MINE!!!!

Lazy cow #1

Featured video pretty much sums up how my weekend has been - well not quite, seeing as I don't have any robots to cook/do my chores and I did actually leave the house. Twice in fact, both to do some shopping. And I've never been desperate enough to eat a half eaten snickers bar that's been lying on the floor since the dawn of time.

Still I haven't achieved much apart from spend majority of time snoozing in bed. Couldn't even be bothered to go for a run or go to friends house for halloween party - I mean I'd have to dress up and stuff - no energy for that malarky!!

So that's the summary of how lazy I've been.

On the plus side I did cook my old dear a nice sunday roast with chicken - roasted a whole chicken, man, without burning down the kitchen - an achievement if you ask me.... Also things on the ex-fiancee front have been quiet, besides the fact he sent one of his gimps round to ask if I had any mail for him; no, I don't, because I cross the addy out and shove it straight back in the nearest postbox! Pah! I'm not his bloddy secretary!

And now I going to see if I can do something productive for the next hour or so, before I continue my next favourite hobby - sleeping....