Saturday, 31 May 2008
Frustration Overload
Boyfriend is working nights all week until Friday and he just dashed out the door for another shift. What's so frustrating is that he looked so good tonight and there was NO time... "Nooooo, the shift starts in 25 minutes and I have to drive there." Aaaargh!! In all honesty I think we would have had time but I guess it'll have to wait...
Dancing Feet
Sometimes I just want to turn up the volume
on some cheesy tunes and sing and
dance around until I pass out.
on some cheesy tunes and sing and
dance around until I pass out.
One of these days I'll ignore the fact
that we live in a flat
with big windows and just do
it.
that we live in a flat
with big windows and just do
it.
I fear it may be soon
Thursday, 29 May 2008
Guess who...
- had all day off from work?
- had to be "forced" to go and get a haircut?
- did not attempt tidy up in the kitchen?
- had all day off from work?
- didn't buy more loo-tissue?
- brought out all his musical equip (+wires) and did not put it back?
- had all day off from work?
- knew he was going out tonight?
- had the nerve to ask me to iron his shirt less than 30 minutes before having to leave?
I'm such a push-over because I fucking well did it!!!
Sometimes I despise myself...
Sometimes I despise myself...
Wednesday, 28 May 2008
ooooh
I just want to say that "Excellent Women" by Barbara Pym is an Excellent Book (pardon the pun) and I'll write about it on Blonde Fiction soon...
Time Zones
During the week I wake up when my alarm goes off (7.20) and I'm always dog-tired, using every single excuse not to get out of bed. I always get up though. During the weekends I wake up all by myself, wide awake and usually at around 7am. Why?!
Boyfriend is totally unimpressed by my body's need to wake up so early on the days we can actually sleep til noon or longer if we so wish. And a lot of the time I end up getting up just to let him sleep in peace.
To make it even more annoying*: whenever I am at home I wake up even earlier despite the fact that Sweden is 1 hour ahead of the UK, which means that at 6am I'm usually up, getting the newspaper and when we had the dachshunds, had them out for a quick walk (read wee). If it's summer I'm up even earlier...
why is this happening? Why am I so tired during the weeks but an early bird during the weekends and why oh why do I wake up even earlier back home? There's just no logic in it, is there but then again, when have I ever had any sense of logic?
*Let's not even get into the different "mood"-times/zones that Boyfriend and I have. I honestly don't think we have anything at all in common...
Boyfriend is totally unimpressed by my body's need to wake up so early on the days we can actually sleep til noon or longer if we so wish. And a lot of the time I end up getting up just to let him sleep in peace.
To make it even more annoying*: whenever I am at home I wake up even earlier despite the fact that Sweden is 1 hour ahead of the UK, which means that at 6am I'm usually up, getting the newspaper and when we had the dachshunds, had them out for a quick walk (read wee). If it's summer I'm up even earlier...
why is this happening? Why am I so tired during the weeks but an early bird during the weekends and why oh why do I wake up even earlier back home? There's just no logic in it, is there but then again, when have I ever had any sense of logic?
*Let's not even get into the different "mood"-times/zones that Boyfriend and I have. I honestly don't think we have anything at all in common...
Sunday, 25 May 2008
Turning Thirty
Someone in our building had a party last Friday night. When Boyfriend and I went to bed we noticed that someone was playing loud music but as it wasn't exactly near us we fell asleep anyway. At 4.30 I woke up and realised that the music was still playing. I wanted to see if I could figure out where it came from and as I opened the doors to the balcony I could hear the music a bit better. Sadly. The music itself surprised me as I honestly thought that particular kind of music was a past thing - the kind of music I* associate with rave parties.
I got back to bed a bit baffled over a couple of things.
*But what do I know?
I got back to bed a bit baffled over a couple of things.
- how can people not think of their neighbours when living in a flat? I mean, we weren't bothered by the music but we could hear it. I hate to think how loud it must have been for the immediate neighbours.
- do people still listen to that shit? seriously? Is that not sooo 90's?!
- Am I really old enough to be worried about 1 and 2?
*But what do I know?
Thursday, 22 May 2008
Monday, 19 May 2008
Blast From the Past
Not too long ago I received a letter from my old university back in Sweden. Needless to say I started to feel a bit nauseous, my heart started to beat at about 200 bpm and I got a little bit faint.
So I let the letter "stew" a bit while I paced around clutching my hands as if in prayer but before I let myself freak out totally I decided to take the bull by its horns and deal with it sooner rather than later. It wasn't anything bad - I'd been invited to do a masters in RE, my second and also my favourite subject.
The schedule was seductive with all religions included and opportunity to choose exactly what I'd like to write about.... I actually felt strangely drawn to going back and study but then I realised that it's not just about what I study but in this/my case where you study and I'm sorry to say it but going back to that town would kill me and that's a certainty.
I don't know why that place makes me feel like that but by God - all I wanted to do was to poke my own eyes out. I managed 4,5 years - barely and I vowed never to go back. And I won't. I'm sure Sheffield has some good courses...
So I let the letter "stew" a bit while I paced around clutching my hands as if in prayer but before I let myself freak out totally I decided to take the bull by its horns and deal with it sooner rather than later. It wasn't anything bad - I'd been invited to do a masters in RE, my second and also my favourite subject.
The schedule was seductive with all religions included and opportunity to choose exactly what I'd like to write about.... I actually felt strangely drawn to going back and study but then I realised that it's not just about what I study but in this/my case where you study and I'm sorry to say it but going back to that town would kill me and that's a certainty.
I don't know why that place makes me feel like that but by God - all I wanted to do was to poke my own eyes out. I managed 4,5 years - barely and I vowed never to go back. And I won't. I'm sure Sheffield has some good courses...
Sunday, 18 May 2008
Child Psychology by Ems
I'm sure we've all seen the ads or perhaps even in real life - where a child throws a temper tantrum in a store and the parent (usually on his/her own) can do but watch.
Today I almost created one such scene all on my own. Boyfriend and I were at Waterstones looking for a book for me. I fancied losing myself in a good book and I knew that I'd know what kind of book as soon as I saw it. But. I did not. See it. I walked around the store, getting grumpier and grumpier especially as Boyfriend moaned "just take one, there's plenty you'd like!"
In the end I was so upset that all I wanted to do was to throw myself on the floor, crying and cursing them [book store people] for not having exactly what I wanted. Needed.
Boyfriend saw my frustration and led me out of the store so I could cool off on my way home... In a way it would have been a nice way of letting the emotions out but I really don't fancy being banned from a book store.
Today I almost created one such scene all on my own. Boyfriend and I were at Waterstones looking for a book for me. I fancied losing myself in a good book and I knew that I'd know what kind of book as soon as I saw it. But. I did not. See it. I walked around the store, getting grumpier and grumpier especially as Boyfriend moaned "just take one, there's plenty you'd like!"
In the end I was so upset that all I wanted to do was to throw myself on the floor, crying and cursing them [book store people] for not having exactly what I wanted. Needed.
Boyfriend saw my frustration and led me out of the store so I could cool off on my way home... In a way it would have been a nice way of letting the emotions out but I really don't fancy being banned from a book store.
Saturday, 17 May 2008
Shiiiiiiit
Boyfriend went out last night to celebrate one of his mate's, "B", birthday. When those lads go out for a night out it tends to be all or nothing... but for some reason they seemed to go for the moderate celebratory style. Yes, they did go to the Uni's Friday night club which must have looked a bit sad as they will have been sort of 9 years older than the youngest students...
Boyfriend came home stumbling into our room in the early morning hissing: "Is it alright if B stay over, he's too pissed to get a taxi back to his..." and B came in repeating the word "Shiiiiiiiit" over and over again in a Clay Davies (The Wire) kind of style. I got up to get him a pillow and started getting some sheets for the sofa-bed but before I knew it B was sleeping whilst still saying "Shiiiiit" so I left him like that.
This morning I have been a devoted, under the thumb, kind of girlfriend (shiiiiit) and made them both a huge fry-up with bacon, pieces of toast, baked beans, grilled tomatoes, fried eggs and mushrooms... I'm such a keeper!
Boyfriend came home stumbling into our room in the early morning hissing: "Is it alright if B stay over, he's too pissed to get a taxi back to his..." and B came in repeating the word "Shiiiiiiiit" over and over again in a Clay Davies (The Wire) kind of style. I got up to get him a pillow and started getting some sheets for the sofa-bed but before I knew it B was sleeping whilst still saying "Shiiiiit" so I left him like that.
This morning I have been a devoted, under the thumb, kind of girlfriend (shiiiiit) and made them both a huge fry-up with bacon, pieces of toast, baked beans, grilled tomatoes, fried eggs and mushrooms... I'm such a keeper!
Friday, 16 May 2008
Jemima Puddleduck
Yesterday I spent a fair few hours on my picnic-blanket cloud-watching hearing the chatter from a lovely little duck-pair. Mrs Duck disappeared every now and then - most likely to keep her eggs warm - but Mr Duck kept swimming back and forth hoping for a little something to eat.
We also found the sweetest little interior shop in one of the little villages we drove past and I now know where to go when I want to update the flat or decorate somewhere else. Gorgeous things and not all that expensive. Boyfriend managed to get me out of there without me parting with any money. Well done Boyfriend! And well done Me!
I can't explain how much these 2 extra days off means to me but I feel so much better and it's quite clear I needed them.
We also found the sweetest little interior shop in one of the little villages we drove past and I now know where to go when I want to update the flat or decorate somewhere else. Gorgeous things and not all that expensive. Boyfriend managed to get me out of there without me parting with any money. Well done Boyfriend! And well done Me!
I can't explain how much these 2 extra days off means to me but I feel so much better and it's quite clear I needed them.
Monday, 12 May 2008
Why not?
1. How old are you in 5 years? I don't like maths...
2. Who did you spend [at least] 2h with yesterday? Boyfriend
3. How tall are you? 5cm taller than my mom, 25cm shorter than my dad and brother, 10 cm shorter than my sister and Boyfriend.
4. Your favourite place? On a field next to a little farm in the middle of nowhere.
5. Who did you last call? Boyfriend, to set up a date
6. Who called you last? He called me back as I'm on "pay as you go".
7. What does your latest received textmeassage say? Hej, i cancelled the dressing clinic appointment. Still waiting to hear from tom. Sorry I couldn't answer-was on wardround. Puss
8. Do you prefer calling or text-messaging? neither.
9. Are you parents married or divorced? Married since 1974?
10. When did you last see your mom? At Easter.
11. Your eye colour? Light blue
12. What time did you get up? 07.34.
13. Your favourite x-mas song? O Helga Natt.
14. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years? In prison (read 27).
15. What scared you at night as a child? Nothing when I was a child, now I'm scared s###less of The Descent-creatures.
16. What made you really laugh out loud recently? Boyfriend and I were laughing our heads off this morning but I won't say why...
17. H0w big is your bed? A bit shorter than Swedish beds but wide enough for 2.
18. Are you a social person? It depends on the people I am with.
19. What do you drink for breakfast? Breakfast? If I have breakfast it'd be porridge and nothing to drink.
20. Do you sleep on a specific side [of the bed]? left side here, right side at home and at Boyfriend's home.
21. Do you know how to play poker? No
22. Are you a dependent person? Probably a bit too independent
23. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? Friend from school - Magnus -although I'm 3 hours older. My house-mom Nancy in America.
24. The latest item of clothing that you bought? 3 t-shirts bought at the same time unless the shoes I bought today count
25. Who's the funniest person that you know? Boyfriend would be upset if I didn't say it's him...
26. What are you doing tomorrow? Try out my picnic blanket at a sheltered spot in the Peaks.
27. What are you going to do today? kill the bastards upstairs
28. What is the closest red object? 4 chairs.
29. Do you know how to change oil on a car? It wouldn't be a problem if I had to do it but daddy would help me out and garages have to make some profit
30. Is there anything you ought to do? Sort out my food allergies or at least stop eating it.
31. What's your favourite radiostation? Rixfm in the morning as their morningshow is really funny. Any other time of the day - P3
Sunday, 11 May 2008
And so the battle begins...
One of the many things that have fascinated me since setting foot in the UK is the fact that I have only met 1 couple who don't hate their neighbours. Perhaps it's because I'm from the country and we have a lot more space to ourselves so we don't feel as closed in and the only times they "annoy" us is when it takes the "ones to the right" hours to mow the lawn (they haven't found 2nd gear on their 'rider'). But here... oi vei!
It's something you can read about in the newspaper on a daily basis. Neighbours going to court for one thing or another. Boyfriend's parents have just gone to speak to a solicitor as their neighbour tore down the boundary fence and told them to stuff it as they were "fuggin' thick". Not to mention our friends who all seem to have been "blessed" with nasty neighbours.To me this has been a bit difficult to fathom, I can understand how people get annoyed with rude and "invading" neighbours etc, but I guess you don't really understand until you're in that position yourself.
And I am.
I'm sure I've written about the wan***s upstairs who constantly mess up our balcony when they pour water on theirs to clean it (I guess they don't understand the concept of gravity). Well, this morning I discovered that they're now up to worse things. Last night they had a barbecue - which I don't mind at all as it was a lovely night - but little did I know that they had used a disposable grill and placed it directly onto the floorboards of the balcony - bright boys. Let's just say that I wasn't totally wrong when I thought it smelt a bit burnt last night. Our balcony is full of ashes, charred bits of floorboard and nails that used to keep the very same floorboards nailed down. It's a mess - there's crap all over our table and chairs and there is now a gaping hole in their balcony floor/ our balcony "ceiling". I don't know if they've seen it yet though as the disposable grill is still covering the majority of the hole - it probably burnt through during the night.
It frightened me thinking that there could have been a fire on our balcony due to the arseholes upstairs. Fair enough, we wouldn't have died as we live on the 1st floor and it would have been easy to walk down and out if needed but that doesn't mean it's ok to do that. If they want to wreck their flat and balcony, fine but don't mess ours up as we love our flat without charred crap coming from upstairs.
They are soooo having a complaint coming their way. I'm fed up.
On the positive side - I'm trying to focus on positive things (really!) - I think this has made me feel a bit more English as I too hate our neighbours! (Boyfriend: see, I'm settling!!)
It's something you can read about in the newspaper on a daily basis. Neighbours going to court for one thing or another. Boyfriend's parents have just gone to speak to a solicitor as their neighbour tore down the boundary fence and told them to stuff it as they were "fuggin' thick". Not to mention our friends who all seem to have been "blessed" with nasty neighbours.To me this has been a bit difficult to fathom, I can understand how people get annoyed with rude and "invading" neighbours etc, but I guess you don't really understand until you're in that position yourself.
And I am.
I'm sure I've written about the wan***s upstairs who constantly mess up our balcony when they pour water on theirs to clean it (I guess they don't understand the concept of gravity). Well, this morning I discovered that they're now up to worse things. Last night they had a barbecue - which I don't mind at all as it was a lovely night - but little did I know that they had used a disposable grill and placed it directly onto the floorboards of the balcony - bright boys. Let's just say that I wasn't totally wrong when I thought it smelt a bit burnt last night. Our balcony is full of ashes, charred bits of floorboard and nails that used to keep the very same floorboards nailed down. It's a mess - there's crap all over our table and chairs and there is now a gaping hole in their balcony floor/ our balcony "ceiling". I don't know if they've seen it yet though as the disposable grill is still covering the majority of the hole - it probably burnt through during the night.
It frightened me thinking that there could have been a fire on our balcony due to the arseholes upstairs. Fair enough, we wouldn't have died as we live on the 1st floor and it would have been easy to walk down and out if needed but that doesn't mean it's ok to do that. If they want to wreck their flat and balcony, fine but don't mess ours up as we love our flat without charred crap coming from upstairs.
They are soooo having a complaint coming their way. I'm fed up.
On the positive side - I'm trying to focus on positive things (really!) - I think this has made me feel a bit more English as I too hate our neighbours! (Boyfriend: see, I'm settling!!)
Saturday, 10 May 2008
Unbelievable
About a month or so ago a couple in Ohio were arrested after a repairman found evidence in their camcorder of them forcing their little 2 year old smoke cannabis. The parents admitted to it. As if that wasn't bad enough it has now been revealed that the little tot has also tested positive for cocaine.
WTF?!
I'm speechless.
WTF?!
I'm speechless.
Friday, 9 May 2008
Friiiiday
Despite us having had last Monday off for whatever reason, this week have dragged oooooon so badly that I spent this afternoon dreaming of gnawing my foot off as an excuse to leave early.
Boyfriend is working all weekend so I'm planning to do things just for me. If the weather's nice tomorrow then I'll plod along to the Botanical Gardens, lie down on the grass and just exist while everything is pretty and nice. If the weather isn't very nice then I'll go to the cinema and watch the kind of movie I like and not share my popcorn with anyone... niiice.
Maybe it's not that exciting but it works for me.
Boyfriend is working all weekend so I'm planning to do things just for me. If the weather's nice tomorrow then I'll plod along to the Botanical Gardens, lie down on the grass and just exist while everything is pretty and nice. If the weather isn't very nice then I'll go to the cinema and watch the kind of movie I like and not share my popcorn with anyone... niiice.
Maybe it's not that exciting but it works for me.
Wednesday, 7 May 2008
Stop, drop and roll
I'm apologising to all 2 people reading my blog for not having been a more committed blogger lately but there's been all kinds of stuff going on and I don't know what to make of it. I guess it's fair to say that sometimes life really do suck and while life's sucking on in a sickeningly quick pace you're unable to stop it and you end up being a pathetic spectator of a life where you're supposed to be the main character. I'm absolutely fine for most of the time but then there are moments when I actually hear the *crack* and I am scarily close to just breaking and I know that once I do break there's no way of stopping it.
Anywaaaay - weather's been awesome lately and it helps.
If you're worried about my sanity - you're probably right to be and so am I but I'm working on it all by my-boring-self and it'll be fine, I'm almost, definitely 100% sure of it ;)
Anywaaaay - weather's been awesome lately and it helps.
If you're worried about my sanity - you're probably right to be and so am I but I'm working on it all by my-boring-self and it'll be fine, I'm almost, definitely 100% sure of it ;)
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