The One And Only

2009-06-13T09:26:00.000-07:00

Meh, I hate being the punching bag but I've only got to endure a month or so at it...and if I can't then the month or so will turn into 6 months...hopefully without being a punching bag this time.

2009-06-09T06:37:00.000-07:00

Gotta start looking for a job. Gotta start looking for a job. Gotta start looking for a job.

Or of course I could just bugger off to australia for a year or so, and just bum around with friends.

Do I really want to start working? I want a salary. I want to not be poor. I want to not depend on my parent's charity. However boffing 20 year old australian surfers sounds like a very nice hobby.

(it feels as if there should be a picture and the end of this post. I ll probably put one in when I m not on my blackberry.)

2009-06-06T09:49:00.000-07:00

Grey ugly weather. I hate it.

Well that's normal but it was so nice to have to worry about the rain, and getting drunk in the middle of the day under the guise of refreshment.

Arg stomach ache as well, this is the stuff that dreams are made of, well dreams in Dallas.

2009-05-29T02:10:00.000-07:00

Right, so, my spot.

I don't know if its still there or not, since in my morning 10am haze I can only remember to brush my teeth hydrate and eat. To add to that there is no way that I m going to the toilets at uni since I ve heard the stories.

So my spot, its right on the soft thin fleshy bit under the eye. The spot where I hydrate twice a day to avoid bags and fool my bosses into thinking that I don't go out drinking until the wee hours of the morning.

Now how do I get rid of it. I need it gone by tuesday. Saturday I ve got one of those outdoor hippie festivals and monday its a bank holiday so everything is closed. I m guessing the skin is too thin for my clinique antiblemish and there is no way I m taking a needle to it.

Bloody skin. I spend my teenage years almost blemish free to end up a spotty adult.

2009-05-28T16:14:00.000-07:00

Arg I've got a spot under my eye! It's awful! I have to get rid of it!

But first bed, so more on that headline when I get up...

2009-05-27T07:32:00.001-07:00

Could we all please agree on one thing:

Grease is either the perfect film, or the worst film in history.

If you were to take the beginning and the end, it is perfect. It's just everything between the two that ruins the film.

Really seeing the middle and nothing else is like eating the cake part of a black forest gateau and nothing else.

2009-05-25T01:03:00.000-07:00

I am affected right now by what the french call 'la flemme'.

I can't really be bothered to work. Yeah, good little worker bee aren't I? Its been only a little more than a month.

I can't be bothered to work out. Yeah, you can see that by the little belly I m developing. However my arms and butt seem grateful.

I can't be bothered to see my friends. Yeah, you really want to know be don't you. I ll avoid them in town and ignore their calls.

I m putting in down to a sort of inverse SAD disorder. Does that exist? I hope so since then I ll seem a little less depressed and crazy while avoiding the sun like one of the sparkly undead.

2009-04-30T05:35:00.000-07:00

I am about to go take one of the biggest risks of my life. I am going to go buy some condoms.
Sounds stupid. It isn't.
In each and every one of my LTRs, I was never that one that bought condoms. That's 7 years. So 7 years of never having to spend even one dime on my sex life. Well no, that's not true. I did end up buying lube from time to time. Nothing better for a squeaky door or fan.

Outside of my LTRs, I have bought condoms but each time I never got a chance to use them. I'm talking past the expiration date here.
Since factor A seemed to be positively correlated with factor B, it seemed obvious that since B was an undesired state (well, duh!) I should then avoid A.

I am now going see if this rule still happens to be true, since I have been backed into a corner. Wish me Godspeed.

2009-04-29T05:20:00.000-07:00

Wow, that was unexpected.

A little flood in my kitchen. A kind neighbour. Actually getting paid. Finding out that I could get a job in the geekiest domain imaginable and be happy about it. Seeing that my parents are more jazzed about me getting a job than my doctorate.

That's all par for the course.

What I didn't expect was my bestfriend from the ages of 5 to 10, trying to get in contact with me.....and him being a father.
For christ friggin sake, what is wrong with the world. He's 25 and a dad. Think I'd take a razor blade to my wrists.....no, I'd just push her down the stairs.....bitch.

2009-04-24T08:28:00.000-07:00

Wannabe professionnal singers really should shut up.

A discussion brought about by that bird from Britain's Got Talent, with a wannabe professionnal singer friend of mine, was brief but not all pointless.

It brought us onto the subject of Pop Idol, and the awful taste of music in France. I called Pop Idol "Reality Television", he then proceeded to refute this by saying that you don't see every second of their lives and that any other definition would mean that shows like the 10 o'clock news or channels like CNN would be called "Reality Television" as well. He then shut up....thank God!

This brings about a serious subject in my mind. Having many wannabe professionnal singer friends, and having dated some of them, I realised that for some strange reason Pop Idol was considered serious business and on another level then shows like The Bachelor or Big Bother amongst them all.

Could someone explain it too me please? Is Pop Idol a sort of catharsis for their failed future careers and mediocre talents? A new golden god to which mutliple hours a week must be sacrifices, so that the people may have a chance to raise above the other wannabe professionnal singers? A really good reason to point at the screen and say "oh, I know him!" (of course you do dear, he spends every night on Manhunt)? Or am I so out of the loop that it actually isn't in the Reality Television category?

Music to impress people that you can forget about in a week

2009-04-22T04:01:00.000-07:00

This is Sliimy. Right now he is all the rage in France. Yes, he is French. Yes, he does sing in English. Yes, strangely enough his album is sold in the international section of music stores and not the French section, since Jane Birkin is sold in the French section even when she sings in English.

I can't actually stand the song, but much like any Madonna tune, or any gay pop diva that's considered in 'at the moment', you just have to suffer or go straight.

Really, this song is good for the pretentious arty-farty-rather-expensive-to-make-but-looks-like-it-could-be-done-in-your-uncle's-garage-ness of it, but not his voice or the music.

I really feel like picking fault with everything, but that will just have to wait for a moment when I'm not grabbing a tissue every 5 seconds. During this break, please feel free to play Sliimy during your dinner parties, so that your guests will think you are worldly and have a touch of French indie (that's really pop) chic about you.

It's better than most of the thing's Vanessa Paradis has done anyway.

2009-04-18T09:28:00.000-07:00

So now that I'm no longer a lazy student whose only preoccupation was trying to get to class, but a hardworking intern, I have way too much free time on my hands.

To fill this time, I amuse myself in my ways, one of which is ideas for parties. One of the basics is the Mean Girls party.
Pros :
Easy to organise, you can go for the whole Highschool party theme and have bad boose and food so the whole thing only costs £10, or 15€.
Music is easy since you can just put on the film soundtrack, or actual good music. If push comes to shove just put on vintage music from when you where still a virgin pinning away over the whichever football team took your fancy.
It's a good excuse to get wasted in the middle of the week.
I look really cute in pink.

Cons:
I can only be held in the middle of the week.
Strict dress code must be inforced or you'll end up with a gaggle of mice.Really how gay is this party? Don't invite anyone from the office, or anyone who still thinks that you're butch enough to not scream at the sight of a spider.
Not everyone looks as cute in pink as I do.

2009-04-17T13:41:00.001-07:00

I was going to right something but it seems my public calls.

If I don't leave they'll come with pitchforks and torches.

TTFN