Thursday, April 29, 2004

When I'm in Toronto in August, I'm gonna buy me a bottle of Nice Colour, Eh? nailpolish...

Tuesday, April 27, 2004

Just a quick update - the Kill Bill box set was indeed amazing, except for the annoying fact that we had to quickly change the aspect to 14:9 and turn on English subtitles whenever the Japanese bits came on. We didn't want to watch the whole film with English subtitles, and sadly the subtitles appear below the film which means you can't see them if it's in widescreen. Sigh. Still, the packaging was absolutely stunning and the House of Blue Leaves bit is in full gory colour. And the little 1/10 Hattori Hanzo samurai sword and the wee Kubrick "Kill Bill" Be@rbrick are going to be treasured additions to our wall of fame in the flat, where Yoda, Harvey Pekar, the Sony capsule "Relax" family, Run DMC and various other figurines all live.

Monday, April 26, 2004

Amazing how a little rant in writing can make you feel better. Also, the bf called to say that our splurge purchase, the Japanese box set editon of Kill Bill Vol. 1 had arrived in the post. (we got ours for cheaper than that link though, hurray!) 3 days from Tokyo to Manchester, blimey. Can't wait to get home so I can play with all the toys...

I'm in such a grouchy mood this morning that I'm writing it out in the hope that it will snap me out of it.

I woke up tired and aching - tired because I stayed up later than I would when I have work in the morning, and aching because I've started going to the gym again and my complacent muscles are on strike. Even the beautiful portuguese espresso our friend Matt gave us fails to get me going. I sip, look around me and have the sinking realisation that I can clean our flat until the cows come home, but it never seems to look tidy. This really pisses me off as I've spent a good part of the weekend hoovering, dusting, chucking out old papers and putting stuff aside for the charity shop.

I leave for work, and leave the bf to his lie-in. He got in late from a festival last night, hence my late bedtime - and has two days off, lucky. I don't want to disturb him too much and being grouchy doesn't make me feel very cuddly anyhow, so I head out quickly and hope that the walk to work will clear my head a bit.

Ha! I should have known better. As soon as I reach Salford (and this is always the way!) I get catcalls from a couple of lorry drivers, which I am in no mood for. Then I spot not one, but two big piles of smashed glass on the sidewalk across from the Lowry Hotel - leftovers from last night's all-too-usual car thieving. Great.

I enter our building and spot a woman who works in a different service. We have nothing to do with them, but she's always popping in at the worst possible time to take flyers and annual reports for someone she's showing around. She never seems to notice if she's interrupting and is always gratingly yappy. Oh, and another time she just helped herself to one of our offices for a meeting and got very snippy when I told her she should have asked, especially as it was my manager's office which is full of confidential files and hello, WE pay the rent on it! Anyhow. I'm not in the mood for her at the best of times, but today I run to the lift and push the "up" button even though I see her finishing a conversation and heading for the lift as well. The door closes as she rushes towards me, and I feel a strange satisfaction at being a bitch.

But there's a bit of a happy ending here. I turn on my computer and have my usual quick read of other blogs, and spot that Mike and K finally had the chance to try out the best-ever rhubarb crumble recipe I'd sent at xmas. Nearly a year ago I'd taken it to (I think!) a pre-Ulrich Schnauss lovely spring lunch at their weekend cottage, and K had asked for the recipe. Reading about it made me slightly emotional for some reason and lifts my mood. Thank you Mike!

Monday, April 19, 2004

Work is, well... pretty crazy at the moment. I've talked and talked today - on the phone, in person - trying to sort out practical emergencies for our clients. I know it's been a mad day by how croaky my voice is - I tend to get all parched and no amount of water seems to rehydrate me. I finish one call and the phone rings again before I even have a chance to write up my notes.

It's good - and I don't mind working hard because I believe in what we do - but it's starting to feel like it's all getting too much for two people. Hope that funding comes through...

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

There's no better way to brighten up your first day back at work than by laughing at dodgy Michelle McManus and Cilla Black impersonators...

Thursday, April 08, 2004

Sometimes eBay really makes me laugh...

(too exhausted and in need of this easter break to write anything else...)

Monday, April 05, 2004

It's day three of bad Manchester weather - rain rain rain and today, big chunks of hail as well. So to cheer myself up, I'm going to list some things that I like at the moment:

1. The theme song from Hustle (second series not til 2005 though, boo)

2. Platform 11 at Manchester Piccadilly Station (tucked away from the hub of the main platforms, but not as far as 13 and 14)

3. The plump black scottie dog I see being walked every day near my work

4. Squirrelling away birthday presents for the bf

5. Anticipating Shaun of the Dead and Kill Bill 2