teabobaggins

I have a joooooobbbbbbbbbb! Worship me ;)

It's just call centre bollocks but the training is turning out to be pretty damn hilarious atm, so I'm chuffed.

I went to Legends last night, and stayed at Rory's afterwards. Twas great fun. But as I was wearing all my going out stuff last night this meant I had to borrow a pair of trousers from Rory to go home in. No way would I walk through the town centre on a Tuesday afternoon in a denim mini skirt and stockings and suspenders...
So, I was on the metro in my rather (ok, very) emo coat, and all these little emo kids (about a year younger than me) kept giving me all these furtive glances, blatantly thinking "Why the fuck is she wearing that coat with brown cords that are faaaar too big for her" and I distinctly heard one mutter to the other "Why isn't she wearing any eyeliner?!" This, as you can imagine, almost made me pee myself laughing.
But I was a little disturbed when two of them came up to me (as we were round about the Haymarket) and one said "So, want to come back to mine and I'll straighten your hair for you?"
I replied "You mean your parent's place?" in a tone of utter disdain (Actually, I probably sounded like I was stoned, to be honest) and they shuffled off shame faced. :D

w00t! We get Mel tomorrow night! For 2 and a half days, yay! :) So excited!

My Gerard Way lust is spiralling way out of control. Oh dear. I feel like slapping myself... But that would be sooo emo ;)

Oh, and my friend Mike and I have just had some fun naming new categories for people.

Hippy/ Emo = Hempy.
Nerd/Emo = Nemo
Emo Weenie rocker = Ewok

:D

...And fell on the floor.
I hit my head...
So, craving some bread,
And filled with dread,
I got to my feet
And the sight I did greet
Was one of fail.


Did I impale
myself on the bong?
Oh yes...
Such is my sorry tale.
Anyway, it bloody hurt, and I have an ickle bump on my headyboos. Waaah.

I cunningly (like a fox) persuaded my dad to buy me the new McFly album the other day. Mock me if you will, but not too much, as lumps on the head make me cranky. I'm looking forward to it arriving, but as Amazon were selling it for £3.99 it was a little out of stock. I'll probably get it at the end of June, so until then I'll listen to the 2 tracks I have managed to download over and over again ;)

I spoke to the bank today, who seemed to have done bugger all after telling me they were transferring my account to the debt recovery people. The have consolidated my existing debt into one affordable, easy repayment (too much tv, can you tell?) of £20 per month. I feel quite jammy over this, as it's well over £500 that I owe.

My cat caught a pigeon larger than himself on Friday. The pigeon was unhurt, merely missing a few feathers. I'm impressed with my cat's skill and dexterity in this case, as normally he blunders around, sitting bright and ginger in the garden, obviously salivating at the birds, who all keep out of his reach. Truly amazing.

Bacon Sarnie off doom. I kiiiillllll you.. Many more pigs will die for this.



Cannot believe Harry Potter's lesbian older sister won eurovision.. Bizarre.

Missing, presumed Drunk.

I really hope that is the case...
Stop boozing and get in touch! Please at least switch your phone on, I'm worried.


Meeting some Tlers for coffee (well, tea, in my case) tomorrow. Should be fun. Then dad is going to buy me food, always good :)

Then.... EUROVISION!!!! Roll on the cheesefest!

We can make you better, faster, stronger!

...Is pretty much what my dentist and Dr told me today. I believe them not :D They've been saying the same sort of things since I was about 6.

I have an appointment with a new psychiatrist on Thursday, wish me luck, and lets hope he/she is not such an insensitive son of a bitch as the last one. ;)

I met James Marsters! And had my photo taken with him! He is teh yum. And he liked my top! :D
Unfortunately I couldn't get an autograph for Mel as he wasn't doing personalised ones. Not enough time I guess. I couldn't get her a picture signed either as I couldn't afford the extra £20. (Well, I just didn't have it). Sorry hun. :(

It was a great weekend though. I don't think my feet will ever be the same again :D Heh. I also met Odo and I saw Brandon Routh (who is sooooo hot irl) while meeting Anthony Stewart Head. Yay!

Allan spent £120 on a Transformer, and I got photo of Daniel Radcliffe naked with a horse... So all in all a great time was had :D.

I'm so looking forward to meeting James Marsters. And of course I shall see many other glorious people too. Unfortunately, I can't afford to get autographs from anyone else. But... I'M GOING TO MEET JAMES MARSTERS!!!!!

I'm currently growing my fingernails in an attempt to:
a) Further abuse Rory.
b) Dissuade the pigeons from attacking.

I'm not really sure how 'b' will work out, but it's worth a shot.

I went to the park with Vic and Nallans on Monday. It was great fun. We were almost constantly surrounded by lovely doggies who wanted our food. Our food consisted of one bag of crisps, one of peanuts, and a scotch egg. They got the scotch egg, a little piece each.
After heading home and watching some Lee Evans (about 2 seconds worth) I went to Legends. It was the most fun I've had in soooo long. At one point I laughed so hard that I fell over, and I wasn't even that drunk. It was seeing the four of us marching along to The Black Parade that did it. We must have looked so silly, but it was hugely fun to do :) And of course there was the joy of dancing to YMCA, the Time Warp, and Greased Lightning, not to mention Wake me up before you go go :D
Also, I still think there are very few things funnier than watching metallers get down to 'Dirrty' ;)

I'm doing really well at keeping down my drinking levels, the stuff my Dr has given is really helping. It's only been a few days, but I feel so much healthier. I'm happier, and more energetic. And more horny, for some reason, but I'm hardly going to complain about that. My eczema is worse, but I'm sure it's not connected, it's been getting worse for ages.

Happy Birthday to my favourite Nallans!!!!! *mwah*

So, we have here a happy, fairly healthy-ish, bouncy, cheerful, stoned Teabag. Stress levels are mad, but the tranqs make everything better ;)

Mmm, tranquilisers. They are the way forwards. Or backwards. Or rather, just a good way to calm down.

I was dubious... But now I am in love.

1) Do not phone said Dr in floods of tears, demanding drugs and appointments.

2) Sleep for at least 8 hours in the 4 days running up to your appointment, to avoid looking like a zombie.

3) When talking to your Dr on the telephone, try to avoid gushingly calling him your saviour. This makes Dr. suspicious.

4) Make sure that if your are a smoker, you do not spend the night before your appointment without cigarettes. It is likely to turn you into a nervous wreck, thus not improving appearances for Dr.

5) Mention the voices in your head very casually, to deceive Dr. If he picks up on it in a terrifyingly astute way, try and pass it off as a joke. However:

6) Do not over do tinkly laugh.

7) Do not eat beans before going to see Dr. They have to stay in that little room pretty much all day. It's cruel.

8) If you have any embarrassing problems, make sure you mention everything that's wrong with you in one long gasp. It means you tell him without the stammering and the blushing. If he doesn't pick up on it, at least you have tried. Much like confessing to a priest.

9) Do not tell Dr. you love him.

10) Do not ask Dr. if he has a TARDIS.

11) Do not avoid Dr. in attempt to avoid bad news. He will track you down. He has the technology.

I'm a happy Bag!

Dr. Who was fab last night. I was shit scared and horny from watching Mr. Tennant at the same time. Hiding behind a cushion, plus trying to control my saliva leakage. Or just my leakage in general :D Interesting combination, believe me.

I went to a great party last night, only a few peeps there, but it was hilarious. I was quite wasted... But not as much as some... I met a lovely guy called Ted. Real Dude. No, scrap that. He's a fellow.He passed out whilst sitting cross legged with his head in his lap, and then later on he vomited the largest amount of pinky-purple, curry scented liquid that I have ever seen, or smelt :D I was amazed. I didn't even know a person could hold that much liquid! He was great :D

My dad and I decided where I was actually going to be staying when I go to Italy in August, and booked tickets today. w00t w00t!

I have a job interview on Wednesday, wish me well my darlings. It's for a debt collection agency. Oh, the sweet irony. ;)

In other news, my boobs have exploded... Not literally, but they are expanding at a somewhat alarming rate. Don't get me wrong, I'm only a B cup, but that's fecking massive for a girl who was AA cup till last year. :D My bra snapped the other night, that gave a good giggle, and a bit of weep as well, as I can't afford a new one. Luckily, my good friend Matthew generously offered to buy me a new bra. I can see that shopping trip being a lot of wholesome fun with no innuendos made whatsoever :D.

Today decided to transfer my account to the... *gulps* Debt organizers, or whatever they're called. Oh dear. I have only myself to blame, I should never have got a credit card. I'm cutting it up when I've paid it all off. Still, at least they transferred me, it could have ended up in a lack of kneecaps situation. ;-)
Glad to be getting it sorted...
But God, just the words "Debt Agency" made me weep with fear.




And, Happy Birthday David Tennant!

Not quite sure how I did it, but I broke my little finger about an hour ago *rolls eyes* It's bloody sore, and I have no booze to make it better, bugger.
I have been living off one bowlful of pasta a day for quite some time now (it's been renamed Endless Pasta) and as a result I've had to double up my iron tablets. Stupid lack of red meat and iron rich vegetables :'-( God, I want some pie.

I've spent the last couple of days listening to all my old cds, from my Greeny days. This has led to several comedy moments when Vicky noticed I was listening to, say, Blink 182. And singing along. But yesterday was the funniest, when I put on my Huge Hits 98 cd and proceeded to screech along to Celine Dion, B*Witched, 5ive, and all sorts of other bollocks. :-D

I applied for yet another job today. As I was sitting on a bench on Northumberland Street filling in the application form, pigeons began amassing at my feet. I kid ye not. It may have been something to do with the pasty that was on the ground, but I'm sure that was just a cunning ploy on the pigeons part. (Like a fox). After all, the pasty had presumably been there for some time, and the pigeons only began to gather when I sat down.
Perhaps I'm becoming (ha!) slightly (double ha!) paranoid where pigeons are concerned... Perhaps. Personally I feel that I'm not paranoid, the pigeons really ARE all out to get me. Only time will tell. There's something really sinister about them when you can only hear them, and at night. And those beady little eyes... Creepy.

Had a jolly old day in the park yesterday, with my other 2 Disgraces, and Rory and Simon. Who are just disgraceful ;-)
There was wine consumed, food eaten... all sorts! We were temporarily adopted by a lovely doggy, who bore a striking resemblance to Rory. :-D We fed him sausages and stuff, and then he went away. See? Just like Rory!
The guinea pigs, in all their glorious obesity, have been moved over here finally. Joy! They're currently eating. What a surprise.


The pigeons are sitting outside my bedroom window...

I can hear them... :-S

Roll on May! Fun things will be happening!

Internet!


Vicky will be on tomorrow, once we've figured out how to connect her. ;-)

I had to take Oliver, my rabbit, to the vet today. He's still there :-( He has maggots... Ewww, poor him. He may have to stay in over night.
My cat refuses to get off my lap. Occasionally he sits forward and bats my hands away from the keyboard. He doesn't like the keyboard, as I give it too much attention. In fact, he's totally against the computer in general, for all he likes to sit on it.
The guinea pigs are really fat now. How do you put guinea pigs on a diet? It's beyond me. Hopefully I'll get them over to mine soon though. I miss them. Obviously I miss Olly and Max too, but they can't live in a flat. Cruel on both counts, and illegal on one. Though it's tempting to bring Max over for a day trip, with all the pigeon he can eat. Which is probably a lot; for such a small cat he can pack away a lot of food.

Still desperately seeking employment.

Haven't the foggiest what the boyo is up to... I'll wait for him to get in touch :-D See if he actually does. Could be interesting, this.

I have no food :-( I mean, I have a bag of pasta. But no sauce. No butter. No olive oil. Nothing.
*Cries*

I have found a home for kitty! Go me!

So, today I paraded up and down Northumberland street, and quite a lot of the rest of the city centre, handing round my CV. Nowhere, it seems, is recruiting. They can't have been put off by my hat, I whipped it off and shoved it in my bag before I went into any place likely to object to it. Anyhow, several places have said they'll be in touch as soon as a position becomes available, which is all very nice.
I feel like adding something to my CV though...
"I'll do anything. Prostitution? Sure thing. Hit-woman? I'm your girl. Culling badgers? Why not.
Just not the fast food industry."

Was mobbed by pigeons on the way up to my parents. Currently, there are 2 sitting outside the window in my old bedroom, watching me. With their beady little eyes... *shudders*
I mean, why are there city "flying rats" pigeons round by my parents? They only have the plump, sweet looking ones around here normally. Are they following me? Cataloguing my every move? Taking notes? Communicating my vital stats to each other with those awful cooing noises?
Seriously, they have it in for me. I KNOW they do.

Doctor Who, tonight!!!! *swoons*
I think I'm going to explode! The tension! The *squee*! The hotness that is David Tennant!

w00t w00t!

The bathroom window is fixed! Oh yesssssssss!
The bathroom is painted! It's blue... Gorgeous shade of it.
The cat may have a home to go to :-)

I was out last night and got really rather tiddlypom. It was about 80 different peoples birthdays, anniversaries, engagements, all sorts, so there was a really jolly atmosphere in the club.

Virgin Media now deliver to my area! (Lort House just got sexier). So soon 't'internet will be mine! Mine, I say! Mwahahahaha!!!!!
Thankfully, series 2 of Grey's Anatomy is on channel 5 now, so we won't need crazy digital TV, just broadband and phone. We only watch a few programs, so getting some funky high tech 5 billion channels would be highly unnecessary.

I've not been online for a week, and I'm dying to get on myspace, but it's not bloody well cooperating. GRRR.

I'm very tired, my foot appears to be infected, and my roots are blonde. ;-)


But the rest of my hair isn't.


For now.


*sigh*