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It makes me grin that the drunkenhero.com site from which everyone has got that xmas party-piss-up meme is run by someone from Carrickfergus/Larne direction. It reassures me that yes, Northern Irish people are allowed to bollock around on the internet too.

It makes me grouchy as hell that the mouse on our home computer is crap. The Sims is just a nightmare.

It makes me roll my eyes that the boys haven't stopped playing Pro-Evolution Soccer since they came home.

It makes me shout and scream and flail my arms in frustration to play "Cranium". Except for the Word Worm rounds where I am usually very smug >:)

It makes me smile to hug the giant plush Pooh, Eeyore and Stitch that Santa brought. Especially Stitch.

It makes me stuff myself to put Christmas dinner in front of me. Turkey, gammon, roast spuds, boiled spuds, gravy, stuffing, sprouts, carrots, parsnips, jelly, ice cream, fruit salad, pavlova, cocktail sausages, sausage rolls, cheese and bacon rolls, tins and tins of chocolates, Schoeler and various flavours of -ades. *mouth waters*

It makes me sad that Dad had to work yesterday, last night and tonight. At least tonight he won't have to drive all over the country the way he had to last night.

It makes me a little chilly to sleep in a room without carpet or curtains or much furniture, next door to a room with no carpet or curtains and no furniture at all, at least until I get to sleep.

It makes me feel disorientated to have dreams about owning a [livejournal.com profile] daisydayes sculpture and leaving it behind me when I moved out of halls, then spotting it up on a outside ledge at the top of a big warehouse-like building and climbing up the fire escape to rescue it, then to wake up 90%-convinced that I do own such a sculpture.
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Anyway, Eed, I wish there had been food at the "party". I did go; I stayed about half an hour and ran away again. It was just clumps of strangers huddled round tables, looking around like they were scared the next group was going to jump them. I didn't know anyone, and the only drinks on offer were orange juice and some pinky-red alcoholic drink that I didn't know the name of. Bloody Mary? :/ So I poked my head in, looked at some girl's driving license for New York state and went home again.

On the other hand, I discovered that 7 Mount Charles has a bar in it! However, it's for senior employees of Queen's :P I reckon they should put a bar/common room in every house! Now that would be fun :P

And and and! Last night I had a dream with [livejournal.com profile] marzipan9 and [livejournal.com profile] daisydayes in it. o.O' )

My subconscious comes up with the most bizarre and pretty things.

I just had lunch today with Dee, Pamela and Joanna. It was good to see them again. Poor Pamela is trying to help some man in Egypt with his computer; the system loads but when he clicks something, nothing happens. Joanna has just two assignments to do and she's finished her social work course. And Dee's house is temporarily converting into a bed and breakfast over Christmas, she's got so many people coming to stay at different overlapping times!

In other news, if you need motivation and a pick-me-up, try effervescent Vitamin C tablets. I took one last night when I was all down and grumpy and I perked up immediately :)

Oh, and also The answers to that favourite lyrics meme )
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Eh, I thought this would be interesting to do.

The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really we know nothing about each other.

Ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that you think should be obvious, but you have no idea about.

Just to note that I probably won't be here over the weekend, cos the internet at home is screwed up, so I won't get back to you til Monday.

I had the strangest dreams last night. In one of them I got into an LJ flame war with some guy over Charles Dickens. In another, I was selling my hairdresser's house, which for some strange reason joined on to a shopping mall. I was showing a guy around and I had just shown him the entrance to the mall when a mate of his turned up and said he needed him outside. So I let them go, but they were away for a very long time, and I started to get doubts about whether this was a legitimate buyer or not. Then this other set of buyers turned up out of the blue at the house's entrance to the mall. The group was a mixture of guys and girls, and I was just about to start showing them around when I heard this thump. Some of the guys went to investigate and I caught a glimpse of somebody running off who looked suspiciously like my first buyer. Turned out the house was being burgled by my previous buyer until the second buyers turned up and disturbed them. I was so cross that I was crying. There was a third dream which involved a strange church service in a tiny classroom with tiered seating, but I can't recall anything more specific. I also vaguely remember a dry-stone wall with the sea visible behind it but I don't know which dream that was in connection with.
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On the scary dream front, I had a dream last night that I was with a big crowd of people, sitting on a steep, grassy hillside with lots of trees dotted about, looking down over a sea. The sea was getting whipped up because there was quite a stiff wind, but it was very pretty to watch and everybody was feeling relaxed, lying down on blankets and having picnics. The sun was shining even though the wind was cold. And then this GIANT HUGE FREAKING TSUNAMI just rose up and HEADED STRAIGHT FOR US!!! Everyone panicked and screamed and started grabbing stuff and running up the hill, but I froze where I was sitting, and when I did get up, I could only move in clumsy slow motion. So when the tsunami hit the hillside, I was still there.

I got very wet.
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Last night I dreamed that I went to a pantomime and Johnny Depp was playing Cinderella and he looked most delicious in a dress. I whined in the dream that he's not supposed to look good in a dress, cos now he has me all confuuuuuuuuuuuuussssssed.

o.O'

Also too many alarms and bells and whistles (ok, no whistles, but there were alarms and bells) going off this morning. Before 9 o'clock!! *whacks them*

Going to see AvP tonight with Philip. He's been wanting to see this movie since they started showing the trailers back in July.

*shivers*

Jun. 9th, 2004 01:37 pm
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The Elmwood Building is absolutely freezing. And I didn't bring my jacket because it's pretty warm outside and I didn't think I'd need it. So I'm sitting here in a T-shirt, freezing to death. At least I didn't change into shorts and sandals like I was thinking of doing, so my legs are warm.

A summary of various things I ought to have mentioned before:

- My dad got fired )

- Mark is no longer going to the Himalayas. For whatever reason, it got called off. He's now going to Patagonia; it's some region in South America that covers parts of Chile and Argentina. They're not going to hire porters, so this time they're going to have to carry everything themselves and Mark's on this whole "Argh I am so unfit, I must get fit!" thing.

- Amy's teacher, Mrs Brownlow, is leaving. Which is kind of a good thing - we all had her at one stage or another, and she's not a good teacher - and kind of a bad thing - Amy's preparing for the transfer test and getting a new teacher is a pretty big upheaval at this important stage.

- Joanna is going away next week on an Outward Bound course to the Lake District, paid for by Hilton Hotels. I tell her that she's getting to play around with part of Paris and Nicole's inheritance! Then, after the Outward Bound trip, she's away to Malta for a week.

- House news )

- Dream a little dream )

Anyway, must go now, I need to do work and get this extra section for my sample chapter done. And also I'm hungry. Oh, and it's warmed up somewhat in here.

PS. Hello, [livejournal.com profile] hadrielkq!
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I had a long-ass entry written for yesterday, and then they decided to shut the computers down in, like, 5 seconds!!!! So yeah, I lost the whole thing. The summary of it was: house hunting is not good, Lesley's baptism was cool, and dreams are strange. Bah. The dreams were really weird too; well, one of them was really weird, and the other was sort of weird.

My descriptions yesterday were even more detailed than this )

I had weird dreams last night too )

Leon has still not got back to me about my stuff >:( Let's see, it's the 18th now, and I sent him the stuff on the 6th. He's had nearly two weeks, where the hell is he?!?
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I am spectacularly bad at it. I need to see people's faces, to see how they react, what they're looking at. It's always helpful to know what the other person can see around them, cos if a gap in the conversation comes, you can fill it in with some random observation of the surroundings.

The reason I'm talking about this is cos Lesley phoned me last night, and boy was it awkward. Partly, that was down to not having seen or spoken with her in so long, but mostly it was down to being bad at phone conversations. She's applied for a PGCE at Coleraine, so I can't rely on her being able to move with me in Belfast. :/ I need to start thinking about where I'm going to live next year. It's pretty much settled that everyone else is leaving. Working from home is certainly possible, but... it's just that, having been in Belfast for the whole of my university career so far, it seems odd to try to do it from home.

More and more, I am looking forward to finishing the PhD and taking my time to write my book. I know why I'm investing so much emotional commitment in the TV shows I'm watching, and the characters from them; they are my creative, imaginative outlet while the PhD occupies my writing and reading time. I am also looking forward to having time to read all the books currently stuffed in my bottom drawer. I went through a fit of book-buying about a year or so back, but haven't managed to read most of them yet. Yesterday, I purchased "The Well of Lost Plots" by Jasper Fforde, which I am looking forward to reading very very very much XD I have my own, personal plot-idea(s) about the merging of the real world and the world of fiction, so seeing someone else deal with the idea is kinda gratifying.

And now that long ass statement thing, stolen from Sparky )
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