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[14 Jul 2008|11:36am] |
i am fucked :o(
my holiday to america has left me with no energy and a stone and a half lighter (i now weigh 12 stone,which i realise still makes me a tubby bitch but considering i'm 6ft 3 and was told i should weigh over 14 stone doesn't really seem that much)
most days i can't even get out of bed due to being completely and utterly knackered,i can't eat more than a spoonful of food in a sitting and i'm well aware that the only person that gives a shit is my sister.
i'm also well aware that all of this makes me sound very self-pitying and i probably am but fuck it.
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[29 Apr 2008|11:27am] |
still feel sick.
still can't eat anything without vomiting it back up or feeling rotten afterwards.
still feeling generally shit.
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[10 Apr 2008|04:48pm] |
cooking soothes my soul.
so far today i have made:
lovely smelling bread rolls
oven roasted tomato and herb rolls (ooh,get me)
veggie mince
roasted red pepper,red onion and tomato conchiglie
pesto pasta
apple,pear and ginger crumble
later i shall be making:
oatmeal and dried apricot cookies
roasted aubergine,red pepper and onion in a chunky tomato,garlic and oregano sauce thing.
i clearly rock.
or can't face reality and instead just escape into the kitchen,one of the two.
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[06 Mar 2008|01:03pm] |
i fucking love midasuno.
i do not love mexborough.
i fucking love brigade.
i do not love inverness.
i fucking love ames,nate,kirsty and kim.
i do not love being back home.
twin atlantic tomorrow,hurraw.
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[31 Jan 2008|03:45pm] |
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the radio one rock show started with twin atlantic followed by sucioperro the other night,this made me a very happy gem.
my doctor has made me less happy,apparently it's perfectly normal for me to constantly be feeling sick and unable to eat more than a couple of tablespoons' worth of food in one sitting.
stupid doctor woman.
next week=norwich then derby
the week after=possibly seeing pretty jon richardson in leicester
the week after that=brigade in winchester
the last week in february/first week in march=mexborough (where?)-inverness-dundee,dundee will be especially good as lovely stu will be there.
this will be followed by a trip to glasgow in april to see the very lovely reuben.
woo.
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[25 Jan 2008|01:08pm] |
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twin atlantic are playing dingwalls in camden on 27th february,this makes me very happy.
tonight we are heading to birmingham to see some funny men and hopefully laugh lots.
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[22 Jan 2008|03:10pm] |
some things:
1.it's dave's birthday today,happy birthday dave
2.i like dave
3.i like glasgow
4.i miss glasgow
5.my throat hurts
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[22 Dec 2007|01:07pm] |
went to weston last night.
venue was full of morons but at least we got to see pretty jon richardson,right?
wrong.
for some reason he didn't play and instead we had james dowdeswell,who is very funny and looks disturbingly like tarrant,but is no jon richardson.
today i have been christmas shopping like a demon and have bought hol many gifts.
off food shopping now,my life=glamour.
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[20 Dec 2007|09:51pm] |
1. i am seeing jon richardson tomorrow,this makes me happy
2. i am seeing jon richardson in weston-super-mare tomorrow,this makes me less happy
3. maya gold brownies are for winners
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[06 Dec 2007|11:27am] |
today i have done way too much exercise biking considering my poorly state,i am a fool.
i have also made the best batch of red onion relish i've ever made in my life,i win at life.
later i shall be making blueberry muffins and possibly some more shortbread stars (they are for winners)
tomorrow is the fifth would i lie to you? recording,which will be fun,especially as mr mitchell did the double at the comedy awards last night (best comedy actor and best comedy show for peep show,get in)
nice and concise and no moaning,hurrah for me.
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[04 Dec 2007|01:48pm] |
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i feel really fricking sick :o(
woke up this morning feeling rough and it's getting worse as the day progresses.
partly my own fault,i admit,as i've tried to carry on as normal and have done some exercise biking and made some bread today.
if i'm honest,the only reason i'm writing this is because i can't actually get out of my chair,i just don't have the energy.
stupid fucking low blood sugar >:o(
but on a happier note,the would i lie to you? recording last night was ace :o)
mr mitchell had rent-a-gob danny baker and strictly come dancing's light-footed prancemaster anton du beke on his team whilst michael buerk (berk!) and russell howard (love to your mothers) were on lee (or leooooooooo) mack's team.
lee mack's team actually won for the first time this series and rather heart-warmingly,mr mitchell seemed genuinely pleased and applauded enthusiastically.
still had to stand around in the cold (although not for as long,admittedly) and put up with morons in the queue though,ah well,could've been worse i suppose.
warm mitchell makes everything better. today's bread baking went rather well,i now have 2 lovely smelling foccaccia's sitting in my kitchen (one red onion,one tomato,garlic and basil.
i clearly rock at baking :o)
must make some more biscotti this weekend,made some double chocolate and almond ones yesterday and they seemed to turn out ok,hurrah.
also made some pretty little chocolate christmas trees yesterday,2 lots of white chocolate ones,one lot contained cranberries and the other one had orange crunch (my secret recipe) in it,hopefully they tasted ok,being a spacker diabetic who can no longer tolerate dairy (soya milk rocks) i couldn't actually try any.
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[22 Nov 2007|08:22am] |
tomorrow=wilty recording #3
this is exciting.
this morning i shall mainly be sneezing/sniffing and coughing and this afternoon i think hol and i are henna-ing each others hair,which will be fun :o)
may also bake some bread,although i have 0% energy and making scones (which were kick-ass) yesterday really knackered me out,pathetic.
oh,i need to make brownies for tomorrow,i've just remembered.
and then tonight it's the weakerthans at new slang,words can't convey my excitment *squeak*
need to make lists of stuff for christmas/thank you giftbags,yes,lists plural (contents as well as ingredients to make said contents)
i think i get way too much pleasure from list writing *is tragic*
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[07 Nov 2007|08:14pm] |
the events of this week have proved to me,yet again,that i am a complete dickhead and that leaving my house is not such a good idea.
i know i have self-esteem (or lack thereof) issues or whatever but for fucks sake,it surely can't be normal to be crushingly aware of just how much of a prick you are every fucking second.
6 months ago tomorrow i got diagnosed as diabetic and since then i've lost just over 7 stone (the fact that i had 7 stone to lose is in itself very depressing) so i suppose i should be feeling slightly better about myself but it just isn't happening,especially as being diabetic isn't a fucking picnic (i can't eat fucking picnics anyway,sugary bastards) and almost collapsing because my blood sugar's so low because my stupid doctor's put me on too many stupid tablets really isn't ideal.
i'm thinking i should just give myself a hefty kick up the arse and shut the fuck up whinging.
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[30 Aug 2007|11:06am] |
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just when you think that people don't only like you for what they can get out of you they go and prove you completely wrong.
some points that could do with being learned:
1.i am not your personal piggy bank.
2.my sister is not your fucking taxi and if you think that we're going to take you places just so you can fuck off with someone else you're sorely mistaken.
3.buy your own fucking cds.
4.just fuck off.
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[21 Jun 2007|06:09pm] |
glasgow was awesome.
the end.
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[09 Jun 2007|11:38am] |
dive dive are touring in september.
this makes me happy.
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[23 Apr 2007|03:38pm] |
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friday=
a trip to glastonbury
a trip to taunton
a trip to london
the best in-car conversations ever with our bestest chum becks
circling round shepherd's bush for 10 minutes to avoid paying the congestion charge
a trip to the drill hall
an extraordinarily pretty david mitchell (who looked like he'd hurt his back)
an 'i can't say my lines right' robert webb
a pretty james bachman,with pretty hair
a very,very pretty and glowing olivia colman
some very,very funny stuff (some of which disturbingly echoed earlier in-car conversations,we are being stalked)
making a castle out of crap,aided by drill hall bar staff
receiving compliments on the utter skillness of shitcastle
the demolition of shitcastle (boo)
getting lost in central london
almost being hit by a rickshaw
seeing a man having a wank down a side alley next to a theatre on shaftesbury avenue (lovely)
a late night drive back to glastonbury
getting in at 4,looking in vain for that evening's episode of peep show on virgin's on demand
awesome.
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[13 Dec 2006|01:55pm] |
one of our bunners collapsed this morning.
her name is bews and she is lovely and fluffy and the thought of her being poorly made me weep like a little bitch with a skinned knee.
hol came home from work and took her to the vets and she either has an inner ear infection or a parasite that's present in rabbits which could kill her.
fingers crossed for the ear infection then.
the vet told hol that if she stops eating there'll be nothing they can do for her so i'm quite relieved that she's currently chomping through hay.
bless her little bunner self.
in other news,it's the comedy awards tonight,fingers crossed for many mitchell and webb wins,and if not,at least i'll get to see my future husband aka david mitchell's pretty face every time they read out the nominations,hurrah.
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