*I am such a drama queen :)

Well, it's been a while my little cherubs. At the moment I'm on the verge of getting my lovely house, just waiting for all the paperwork to go through, then it'll be paintbrushes ahoy....yay! I've also had two 'lil kittens given to me for when I move in...they're black with little patches of white...both girls. I need help naming them tho.....at the moment I like the sound of scratch and sniff.... Email me if you can think of better names, it shouldn't be hard :)

Erm.......I'm still not smoking which has really impressed me not to mention my disciples. What else? Oh, yeah....I have managed to crash my car....nothing major just a bit of paintwork, grrrrrrrrr, it wasn't my fault though, honest guvnor.

Anyway, to bring me back to the beginning of this entry.....my sunburn.....this is a consequence of sitting on the riverbank on sunday afternoon cheering some mates on that were dragonboat racing for charidee maaaaan. Despite the eventual pain I would highly recommend it to anyone.....especially to all you ladies out there......hehehe, drool ;) Ahem, on that note I'll say bbye :))

This is some weirdy-ass stuff at my premature age but it had to be done...for hoose purposes and the like. The oddest thing is that if I were to konk it (of natural causes and NOT of a Geek-contrived murder plot, I hasten to add) all my worldly possessions would go to any children I may potentially have in the future, hehehe. However, if I fail to bring forth my spawn to this planet my immediate family will enjoy the wonders of the 2 manky cotton buds and the pair of rusty barbeque tongs that I can call my own....how comforting for them.

I'm loving the whole time off work thing, (there are times when my job rocks) so this sunny afternoon has been spent on the riverbank with some friends watching the world go by, nice one. :)

Other news is that today I've had a hoose thingummy-bob done, so hopefully that'll turn out ok....I have to wait until next tuesday to find out, so fingers crossed. And the other main thing is that I'm still not smoking........y-a-y, that means it's now coming up to a month. Hahaaaaaa, I ruuuuuule you all.....

I got through the weekend unscathed, despite a few close calls, but I'm winning at the moment and that's the important thing.

My God, it's hard being perfect. ;)

I HAVE GIVEN UP SMOKING*

*This is as of Sunday evening, shortly after my last Geek-ware diary entry. Now I know that some of you may think that I'm being a little hasty announcing this to the world after such a short time, and perhaps you are right, however, I'm feeling pretty smug at the moment. I WAS a fairly heavy smoker for 6 years, and this is the first time I have attempted to give up, and I'm doing so by the good old fashioned method of going cold turkey (which seems to be working, with the help of chewing gum, deep breathing and eating like a heffer). Hopefully I won't have to tell the world I failed, but I can definitely say that it is hell on earth, which even wrecks your sleeping, dagnamit!! So this is why I'm writing this, to keep the pressure on, also I don't think there's anything quite like someone (i.e. nearly everyone on this planet) telling you that there's no way you'll be able to do it.........hehehe, that just makes me keener to prove them wrong, and I will. ;)

Farewell my little geeks, I shall keep you informed.

Today I had some major retail therapy (tm Spork).......I bought my first hoose!!! Y-A-Y!! :))

It's sooo luurvlie and big and nice and mine, teehee. Now the paranoia is kicking in about being gazzumped and the like, hopefully not though, fingers crossed an'all. Also now I've kinda realised that I will be living on my own for the first time ever....eeek, scary (but nice and peaceful) stuff.

I think that about wraps up the news from my end...or is that Mianus? (for all you Jackass lovers out there). Things are pretty much the same otherwise, Oh apart from the fact that I'm going through a worrying phase of fancying nearly every beautiful man in the media at the moment....my current favorites being Johnny Knoxville, of the aforementioned show and Heath (I've got lovely thighs)Ledger. Obviously this is a clear sign that I need to get more of a life, but it does create a conveniant distraction from Sporks continuous lesbian advances....muahua. ;)

My car died........blub blub, the poor little mite, she'd stuck with me through thick and thin, but her number came up.....as in the amount it would cost to fix her...but her memory lives on. So now I've got a new car, it's bigger, faster, shinier and all that kinda thing, it's luuurvly (and actually goes up hills, did you know that cars could do that?). Erm other crap occurred but fingers crossed, I think that's been sorted. I got a new job this week, back in my adopted homeland of Yorkshire....Whoop! It's all really exciting, and I think it's going to be a brilliant place to work, but that's not til September. This does mean that I can now buy a house to move into very soon...Whoop again!!

So, the last month has been anything but dull, and this weekend is my birthday (just in case I had failed to mention it to anyone in the world, ever), so I'm quite excited about that too.....Whoop!! Basically I'm just one big ball of excitement that might blow at any time...hooray.......teehee, I've just realised the connotations of that last statement, I'll leave it in tho just to see how many of you have filthy minds....like me. Hehehe ;)

Firstly, my friend sent me my 21st birthday present today....I'm about to turn 24. She's a darlin though, it's a really groovy scarf that has taken her 3 years to knit, this fact makes it sound about 10 miles long, but I can assure you all that it is of a normal length and that she merely persevered, longer than I would've anyways. So my 21st birthday lives on......hurrah.

Secondly, this evening I found myself being a good samaritan. There I was, saying goodbye to a friend at the door when I happen to see a very jittery old man being held up by a dude on a bike. I ran (yes, ran) over to see if everything was ok, only to find that the old bugger was pissed off his nads and spoke with a very strong Russian accent. This leads us to the magical mystery tour of trying to find his house while he is bollocking us that we have got his address wrong and that he isn't going to pay me for driving him home. The story ends with him being tucked up safely and eventually at home.....with no recollection of this event at all, whilst I am left with a very disturbing memory and a car that stinks of booze........nice one.

Memo to self: Must remember to ignore old people as they are all pissed, aggressive and ungrateful.*

*Disclaimer: This does not apply to all of the elderly, just some, but especially the Russian ones.

Right, now I'm off to enrol in an anger management class. Well? Wish me fucking luck then*

* At this juncture I would like to point out that I am a well brought-up, lovely girl really, and would never use such dreadful language unless it was for effect.....Now FUCK OFF.