This might be a good time to explain to y’all what this Blog is going to
be about. Quite simply it will be whatever I feel the need to share or
unburden myself about at the moment. I have increadibly vague plans
for the future to do with… but that would be telling 😉
For now at least, read, hopefully enjoy, and go look around the ‘Holm for a more indepth tour through my deranged little mind.
05-04-2005
– Traitor
I feel all traitorous for even thinking of doing this, but ah well. Go, view my blog – Blog. A work in progress, as always. I am in the process of changing things around, so this won’t be the first bit of upheaval you’re going to be seeing. Also, I should be working on uni stuff, so it will look rough-and-ready for a while. Enjoy.
Well I’ve finally done it. Whether it is a good thing or not remains to be seen, but I have finally done it. Done what?! I hear you cry? Joined that (apparently) rapidly growing global community of ‘bloggers’. Blame the BBC Online news service and their continued articles, especially one today. The proverbial straw – http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/4397899.stm
For the past… For ages, I have been growing progressively more and more fed up with the hosting of the ‘Holm, and that, combined with the fact the News page was the only thing really growing on the site, made me decide to start a proper blog. In the future, when I get around to paying for proper hosting, hopefully this blog will nest nicely inside that website, but for now, consider this your first place to look. I will point you in the direction of any changes to the ‘Holm when (if) they occur.
So, for now, whilst I go and make this blog look as snazzy as a predetermined template can be, toodles
*huggles*
Cxxx
01-04-2005 (evening)
– The Oven Strikes Back
Well, the curse of the oven strikes again. I was trying to make some flapjacks and I put them in the oven at the requisite 180 degrees. According to the recipe, JannyFlaps take 20-25 minutes, but I always check things after 10 minutes because our oven is pants and can’t cook things evenly. This time, I go back into a kitchen filled with smoke: once more, the oven has cooked insanely above temperature and incinerated the poor tray of flapjacks. 🙁 Possibly more worrying is that the smoke alarm didn’t go off… Ah well, the birds are going to have something tasty to eat tomorrow. *sigh*
01-04-2005
– A fluffy blue unicorn called ‘Kitty’
The fair has come to Southampton so, what else can a girl and her flatmate do, but go to the fair? Jo and myself went on Thursday afternoon, managed to spend nearly twenty quid between us, and have nothing to show for it bar one fluffy top hat wearing snake tied in knots a-piece, a plastic bow and arrow set (Jo’s pride and joy), and a fluffy blue unicorn creature called Kitty.
An explanation of sorts for the name I feel is in order. A couple of nights ago I had a very odd dream, the presence in which of a three-foot long, Bagpuss-striped, fluffy worm calling itself Kitty was only just the oddest part. I don’t normally remember my dreams, though lately I have had some with a recurrent Millfield (people from) theme that have freaked the crap out of me, so waking up with the full plot of the Kitty dream fresh in my mind was odd in and off itself. An attempt to explain the dream to Jo only lead to her even firmer in her convictions of my insanity, and a fresh appreciation of how bizare a worm called Kitty was. And then I won the unicorn-creature. When you see it you might understand why it could only be called Kitty. It took me five minutes before I realised it even was a unicorn!
Sorry for the dodgy quality of the pic, but I only have my camera-phone at the moment. Ooh, and look at my shiny keyboard and dual-screen goodness! *gloat* (Ignore the OED being used as a stand. That will be remedied when father dear gets all creative with some wood and kitchen-cupboard legs…)
Non-sequiter of the week:
31-03-2005
– A fluffy worm called ‘Kitty’
I’m trying to write this news item whilst listening to Blackadder Goes Forth on tape, so if it is littered with references to cunning plans, speckled Jim’s, and random typo’s caused by bursts of hilarity, blame Rowan Atkinson and co. I got back from a highly enjoyable but exhasuting Easter weekend spent on the boat on Tuesday, and I am still recovering! 48 locks in two and a half days, plus the installation of a new kitchen, reattaching the prop-shaft, hypothermia, and assorted other trials and tribulations – a normal weekend on the boat really. Great fun was had (in between groans of agony), and now I am back refreshed and ready to get on with planning dissertations and major projects and the like… Gulp
Films watched in March:
Life Aquatic
Once Upon a Time in Mexico
Dodgeball
Hotel Rwanda
Man on Fire
Tomb Raider 2
Phantoms
Layer Cake
Napoleon Dynamite
Mystic River
Hitch
Clerks
Constantine
One Night at McCools
Miss Congeniality 2
Roman Holiday
18-03-2005
– Well I’m in a state of mild shock.
Possibly I am doing the right course after all. I just got one of my marks back (the multimedia, xml, quite fun in a twisted kind of way) and I did rather well!
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I am still waiting to hear about my databases project, so that will bring me back down to earth with a bump, but for now I am basking in the looks on tutors faces that I wish I could have seen when they found out I wasn’t such a blonde girl after all… Ok, so perhaps they weren’t surprised, but the impression I got from them last semester was that they were surprised when I managed to find my way back to the class each week. Now, if you will excuse me, I am off to gloat some more to flatmates…