It’s back and I’m happy and yaya Internet! WOOT! *bounces around joyfully*
*ahem*
So what’s up with me? Not a lot. Busy filling in NHS application forms [badly], reading blogs and sending e-mails to people.

Andy asked me Tuesday what has happening with my ICS writing course, and I feel really guilty cuz it has been pushed to the back of my mind and I haven’t touched it for about a year. I’m hoping I’m right in thinking there’s no due date for it [though I might be more motivated if there was]. Though I have started re-writing something I started when I was 16 [ I think I mentioned this here] and some others I’ve yet to finish. I’m also waiting on Andy Kat and Lex to finish proof reading something for me that I want to publish using cafepress [HINT!]

DnD this week was a bit boring cuz basically all we were doing is killing zombies constantly. Oh and we met a dragon, and I didn’t try to steal from it since it almost sucked me up it’s nostril.

Andy is planning on starting a new Fung Shui game set in a fictitious feudal Japan. I’ve decided to try playing a ninja assassin called Lady Drusilla Black. The background I gave her reads:

No one knows her past, there are only rumours. One says her parents were killed by an Orc/ Drow raiding party and she was raped and left for dead, others say that she was taught her dark craft by El Diablo himself, and yet another says she is a maiden of the Three.
But one thing is know for sure: she is a cold and ruthless assassin, who will stop at nothing to get her pay cheque.
Her name is Lady Drusilla Black, and to know her kiss is to know death itself.

Impressive, no? It should be cool, but I doubt it will be as much fun as the first game we played using the Fung Shui system.

Basically you play Fung Shui like a tacky kung fu action movie. We shot, blew up, or otherwise destroyed, well, everything pretty much. We tended to be very bloody-minded about getting what we wanted, and nothing really stopped us. Can’t open the lock? Shoot it! Enemy goon not giving up information? Keep shooting his limbs until he talks. Goons after you? Drive on to the top of their car and make them drive into a lifting bridge and throw yourself out of your car into the arms of your mate who happens to be hanging off another enemy’s chopper. Need to get out of a 4000 year old temple you accidentally blew up and goons are waiting for you? Drive your boat through them, using them as a ramp to catapult you into the hotel room where there are more and shoot everyone in the hotel including the guy driving your boat and innocent civilians.
And that’s just a few of the stunts we pulled. It was fun

Eh I should really go do something constructive now, but I leave with this final thought: YAY for the Internet! :D

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I’ve recently written two poem [here and here] which I thought were quite good, but they haven’t received much comment, so I’m wondering if they are actually any good. What thinkest thou, the non-readers of this blog?

I’ve also fished out a story I started to write back in 2000 about my mates at the time. I don’t quite know why but I have the urge to try writing it again. Of course, it will need substantial revising because at the time, my style was just to write and not think about plot or making things coherent. I would like to think that this means I have progressed as a writer, and even though I haven’t actually completed any of my assignments from the ICS writing course, I’ve still learnt something. It probably doesn’t but y’all let me have my deluded fantasies, yes?

In other news, I got my hair cut yesterday, and annoyed my hairdresser cuz I wanted the style I’d had before but I didn’t want too much off. She prevailed in the end and I’m pleased with the result. One of these days I’ll have to update the pic of me on this site [its 3 years old]. After that we went to Matalan in search of knickers and bras cuz I need some more, only to fail, have mum accuse me of nesting again [even though I've nowhere to nest to] cuz of the cool home ware they have and be very embarrassed cuz I need a kids size hat for my head is only 51 cm.

Today my ‘cousin’ Barry got a belated gift from his parents, a chance to drive a train on the Swanage Railway, so we all went to Swanage and while he was on the train we wandered round Swanage and then when he had done we wandered round some more, then went to the Scott Arms pub in Church Knoll [between Corfe Castle and Swanage] for dinner. It was alright I guess, quite a classy establishment, but the vegetarian selection was very poor and I’m so going to suffer for the Cookie Smash Cheesecake I had [it was a chocolate cheesecake with smashed Oreos in it], but I did get a temporary sugar high, which was nice for the 5 minuets it lasted.

Something occurred today with made me think, ‘I should blog this’, but I can’t frelling remember what it was. Always the way…

I got home today [around 21h] and found a message from Alex saying he had come down to talk to Pam and was I available to have dinner with him, her and her family? I feel like such a bad mate. I feel I should have been there to give moral support, and I feel like I’m letting down Kat cuz she told me to look after him. I know when this is read they are both going to scold me for feeling like this, but I feel like I’ve broken promises to them and a promise I made to myself that I Alex would come under my protection. I’m a very bad friend
But he forgave me, and I’m hopefully going to see him tomorrow *shy smile*

Oh and I have a spot with no head on the side of my nose and it hurts! *sulks*

Anyway I should go wast time revising tUSomF [The Ultimate Story of my Friends].

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These have been spent playing DnD, watching Stargate SG1, reading, applying for a job and saying good bye to kat.

So nothing much has really been happening.

DnD was happy and sad: we all went on a shopping spree in the morning, then in the afternoon we tried to free some slaves, had lunch with an evil wizard, have all our plans go tits up, loose our flesh golem, loose an easy way of me getting thieves tools, and finally died in a blazing inferno. But then we got resurrected and I got a contact for a travelling Thieves Guild, so the day [in game] wasn’t completely lost.

Andy and I finished watching the end of season 1 of Stargate, and watched the better part of season 2, and in between times I read.

Mum found this cool sounding job in the paper which asked for people with good knowledge of Windows and ‘an enthusiasm for technology’ to do reviews for this magazine. I called up the collage and they said, yes I could get away with it being ‘Using IT’, go ahead and apply and tell us what happens, so I have and I’m just waiting to hear from them now.

And Kate is leaving the Country in search of… well I don’t know what she’s in search of but I hope she finds it. She’s planning to study in Tenerife for the next year, and she left on the coach for London today, but I said my good byes last night. So yeah. Good luck to ye my friend *gives kat the Rouges salute*

And t-t-that has been all folks.

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This weekend was quite cool.

On Saturday I went to the Beaulieu autojumble with my parents, and had two new beetles [a 1:63 'follow me' airport one and a 1:43 cream on that says 'Maltizer Hilfsdienst', though I've no idea what that means], a ceramic beetle teapot and a ‘Illustrated history of the Bug’ bought for me. I also blagged a free mug and 2004 AA road map. It was a really good day out even though we didn’t get to look round the whole show [apparently it is the second largest autojumble in the world], and I’m pleased because on previous visits I’ve been dead by the middle of the afternoon [the doors open at 10am], and this time I was able to make it though the whole day. I sagged a bit towards 1800h, but the show was supposed to finish then anyway. I also managed to watch NCIS, but it was spoilt a little by Bret [a mate of Owen's] keep trying to second guess the actors and tell the character how to do their jobs.

All this weekend Alex [my Kentish mate] has been down visiting Kat, so today we decided to go on a mini road trip to Lullworth Cove. Only we didn’t. I mistook how far along the coast we were and instead of turning right at a junction, we turned left and ended up at Kimmeridge Bay. We had a nice time walking along the shore skimming pebbled, collecting stones [Kat: ooh pretty! *picks up stone* *2 seconds later* ooh pretty! *picks up stone*] and we ended up sat on the stone shore gazing out at the windy sea and the stormy clouds in a great big group; Kat was sat between Lex’ legs [I think] leaning on him, I was leaning against his side/ shoulder and Andy was curled round Kat’s legs with his head resting on my bosom ['everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, everybody needs a bosom' - Cornershop]. It was very warm and cosy and nice to be with the people I love most in this world. Alex took a picture of us all like that, so I’ll post it when I get a copy.
After a while we decided that if we stayed there any longer, 1] Alex would miss his train [not necessarily a bad thing] and 2] we would fall asleep. So we left about 1600h and went back to Kat’s.

Andy and I walked back to his then and I felt quite sad, and not just cuz I screwed up and [at least I feel like] I ruined the day for everyone. I’d only had that little time to see Alex and I miss him terribly. I mean, yes its nice talking to him online, but once you’ve spent a long weekend with a person, and been [for want of a better term] intimate with them, talking on the net isn’t quite the same. He never seems to warn me in advance when he’s going to be coming down, and I usually have plans for the weekends. It kinda sucks that Kat monopolises him [not that I blame her and whatnot, since I know I did the same with both Andy and Ryan]. It’s just, it sucks a bit is all.

Well, any way. Andy and I watched an episode of StarGate after he had fed me [I was very tired and consequently cold], then we talked a very long time about some things that I should have talked about with someone sooner, and I do feel quite a lot better for having shared it. It feels like, I don’t really need to hide it any more, which is nice
We also tried to get… intimate, but it didn’t really work. I seem to have a problem with the feeling of having my vaginal entrance penetrated. I know that’s kinda TMI, but my apparent inability to have sex that’s nice and fun and stuff is getting a bit frustrating, but this is my blog godsdamnit and I want to whine about it and you can’t stop me *pouts*.

Well, I think that’s pretty much everything that happened.
I love Andy. I love Kat. I love Lex.
Hugs and kisses to all, and to all a good night.

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Xander Lex Sweetman is one of the most irritating men I have ever loved.
The why is far to personal for this thing, but put simply its because of that Love that he’s irritating.
Damn him to TeleTubby land!
*pads away, growling curses*

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Yay \o/
My hosts decided to swap servers with out sending a warning e-mail first so my site has been down the past few weeks. I swear its like they change their servers every couple of months.

Anyway, to update you all, I’ve been doing not a lot. last saturday my family [sans owen and sarah] and the sullivans went to the Dorcester County Show wich was cool and I got the best freebie ever; BEER! Woot for me.
Other than that life has been progressing. Andy got all for StarGate SG1 and we have been watching that for the past couple of days, I called the collage to be told that the Modern Apprentiship NVQ is a ‘roll on- roll off’ course ands that I start as soon as they get me a placement, and don’t worry I haven’t been forgotten.

Well thats about it for the moment, cioa all *goes to get brunch*

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