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Stephen & Elisabeth in England
Saturday, 30 September 2006
Aw crap
Topic: Stephen Says
Elisabeth's not here to tell me to stop eating breee-tos and now I'm so full, I'll probably barf. Typical day in Woking: I had a leisurely morning and thought 'Gee, I'd better go to town - the weather's beautiful.' So 2 minutes out the door it clouded over & started to rain and I didn't have my umberella because I still haven't learned that no matter how hot, dry and clear the sky is, it's still going to rain. So I went to the mall which was a totally brainiac move because every person in Woking as there because, like me, every person in Woking has not realized that every person in England should have an umberella on them at all times. From then on in, with was scene after scene from Dawn of the Dead with me trying to avoid teenagers bowling people over, posh ladies stomping around like they're invisible and alone and chavs pushing strollers and being generally drunk, fat & stupid and getting in everyone's way. Bleah, why do breee-tos treat me so bad when I love them so much? Why do I always come back for more? I am a battered breee-to wife.
Friday, 29 September 2006
Wednesday, 27 September 2006
Is this how far I've sunk?
Topic: Stephen Says
Last night in our apartment: Elisabeth: I'm making a shoppong list. Is there anything you want me to add? Stephen: Bananas and berries. Elisabeth: You always say that. Is there anything else? Stephen: Bananas and berries bananas and berries! Elisabeth: No beer? Pretzels? Stephen: Bananas and berries! Elisabeth: You know, I'm getting a little worried about your concern about your health...
Tuesday, 26 September 2006
My turn to bla bla bla
Now Playing: The Streets - A Grand Don't come for Free
Topic: Stephen Says
Really, Elisabeth should be used to my long shifts by now. I don't know what she's thinking. Mind you, I'm not going to push the topic since I got supper cooked for me. It was worst case scenario at work today - no new manager was hired including the fellow currently acting as manager. This basically puts his and my jobs in limbo as we'll be demoted as soon as a new manager is found. Only thing is, that won't be until January at the earliest. Ah well, at least I'm still the Greatest Deputy Manager in the World. And so that's basically it. There was a modicum of excitement today at work when we thought Tony Blair had resigned. Except he didn't; he was getting all teary-eyed because he was making his last speech at his party conference. Aww, poor old Tony. At least We now know he is capable of experiencing at least 1 emotion, even if it is only self-pity. The real horror-show was Cherie Blair clapping and crying and generally looking like that killer doll from the Childs Play movies Chucky.
Top Gear
Mood:
lucky
Now Playing: BBC 4 (too lame, I know)
Topic: Elisabeth's Entries
Last night we had the South African queen's son over to help him wade through his Romeo & Juliet assignment. The teacher asked him to write an essay on how the two characters, Romeo & Juliet mature throughout the play, and who matured more. Then, she proceeded to not only provide an example of the essay, but also gave a list of examples of how Romeo matured, including quotes, and then gave a list for Juliet. But he is penalized if he uses any of this work. Thanks very much teacher for using the best answers, and forcing the student to look for the second best examples? Weird. So I'm going to read the play over the weekend (while travelling to Vaxjo) so that I can help him out of this horrible situation. We ended up have a very intelligent conversation about the characters & themes that was worthy of a college level class. High school sucks. Basically. Anyway, this morning Stephen took off with the garbage & recycling, I wrote some emails, rode my loveley bike to work, worked until 5pm, went straight down town, bought a Boots lunch/dinner (yay for Boots lunch!), and stayed at the YMCA until 8pm. I'm just one small step away from supervising Tues. nights- it's fun. But I've come back home, and Stephen's still at work. Poor sod. Still at work. It's 8:30pm! Tomorrow's busy as well-driving lesson and an alpha course (part of the YMCA thing). Looking forward to talking Xtianity!
Sunday, 24 September 2006
On a Happier Note...
Mood:
lyrical
Topic: Elisabeth's Entries
Stephen has started to recover now...I don't envy him to be sure. Saturday was a more pleasant day for the both of us. I had a driving lesson at 10am, followed by a trip to Weybridge to have lunch with an old co-worker, followed by a hair cut in Woking, followed by picking up MY NEW HYBRID BICYCLE! Stephen had a chilled out day, went into town, grocies, read the paper, and managed to avoid sewage for a whole 24 hours. We had pita pizzas for dinner-yum. Then we watched Clue -which was my first time- and I love Tim Curry. Who doesn't? Today is Sunday, I think it will be remarkably similar to the day Stephen had yesterday. Over and out...
Friday, 22 September 2006
I bathed in human waste today
Mood:
smelly
Now Playing: Ministry - Rio Grande Blood
Topic: Stephen Says
Woking got hit by a flash flood and our drainage system failed so the basement at work got flooded by raw sewage (It was up to the door handles). I had to use plastic garbage bins to scoop out the 'water.' We used long sticks to un-block the drains. We lost a bedroom, bathroom and a large section of hallway. We had to cut apart copious amounts of carpet to stop the rot from setting in. We went to the pub. I am exhausted. I didn't go to bed 'till 1AM last night and had to be up and at work at 6:30AM to set up for these managerial interviews. All I've eaten today is a cheese sandwitch. I dry heaved for 5 minutes. I am not happy. I used my Amazing Managerial Ability to pay myself and my collegue who helped me time and a half because no one should have to go to the pub covered in other peoples piss and shit. My converse are in the washing machine. I think I've lost a good pair of Levis, shirt, and other things. I assert: I am not happy. I don't know if I want to drink myself silly or just go to bed because a couple of pints and double Jack's and cokes barely had an effect. Bleah.
Thursday, 21 September 2006
Stuff
Topic: Stephen Says
I've been meaning to blog about a bunch of things but haven't gotten around to doing it for a while. And then other stuff happens and I want to blog about that but there's the previous thing to blog about and so I don't and the viscious cycle continues in a never ending cycle. Visciously. One thing I wanted to blog about was the sheer crap that was the Vatican but Sean summed it up better than I could in his comment. Basically, I couldn't bother to get pissed off by the sheer over-abundance of wealth that directly goes against what Jesus said he wanted. But I suppose that to care too much about it either way is to care more than its worth. After all, what does the Catholic church do now-a-days other than stoke Christian/Muslem tension? Thank you very much, The New Pope. One look at the cardinals/bishops/priests during the service I saw pretty much exposes them for being snotty elitists with their heads so far up their asses that they may as well be left in their imaginary world where tourists come to bask in their glory and all the women have their shoulders covered. In some ways the Vatican is a little like London - A stomping ground for tourists where the locals are the main attraction only they don't realise it. Over the past weekend I pretty much overdid it. I'm 30 now and am not allowed to have fun. At least the kind of fun I used to have. Fun for me now is sitting in Stabucks sipping an espresso discussing the political merits of the latest George Clooney movie. I had a mildly surreal evperience at Waterloo station at 7:30 Sunday morning where I wound up in a music video. My attenton was caught by a tall Asian man with a double guitar, big floppy leather hat and wearing a technicolour dream coat who was surrounded by young, beautiful people. 'Ooh, clubbers,' I thought and went over to bask in their youthful exuberance when music started suddenly and everyone formed lines and started dancing and clapping. I tried to ake a video but a 7 foot tall, 6 foot wide bouncer got in my face and started shouting at me. I kind of wish i'd gotten that on video as well. Anyway, let me know if you see the video. That's me standing off to one side drunk, confused and eating a roasted vegetable & brie sandwich with a newspaper under one arm. I've also been trying to upload some videos of Rome but Youtube's being fiddley and irritating. Anyway, I suffered through a couple of days of zombie-hood and am back at work. Tomorrow are the interviews for a new manager which is weird because I've got to informally interview people who, if they get hired, will cause me to lose my 'promotion.' One candidate rang up yesterday to ask if she needed any mental health knowledge so I feel that my position may be quite safe.
Wednesday, 20 September 2006
Wacky Wednesday
Mood:
hungry
Now Playing: Neko Case- Fox Confessor...
Topic: Elisabeth's Entries
Stephen's just finished making a tortellini bake for the South African queen and her son who are coming over this evening. Back in January for her birthday I pledged a free piano lesson to her (on request). And only now, have we managed to arrange one. Last night I had my second volunteering session at the YPOD. I'm being trained up to be the shift manager on Tues. evenings. This will be in conjunction with the hour of theatre on Fridays which I hope will start beginning of Oct. I imagine it will take a few weeks to get its feet off the ground. The YPOD has a cafe, and therefore I've learned how to make espresso on the 10K GBP machine, make lattes, cappucinos, and iced coffee (it's not just cold coffee with milk, like I had always thought). There's a recording studio at the YPOD and a small stage for gig nights, open mike nights, and hmmm, maybe variety shows? I'm looking forward to dinner the most at the moment...
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