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Not Such A Happy New Year.

Posted in argh!!!!, work on January 24, 2008 by chaotickitty

Well, so far, 2008 has failed to be a very happy year.  On friday 11th, Scott lost his job, due to taking a day off in december.  Needless to say things haven’t been great at home for a few weeks, though we are both feeling a lot better than we did.  My job is still bringing in about enough to cover the bills, but JSA is a measley £40 a week or so, until Scott turns 25 in March, at which point if he is still claiming it will rise to a whopping £60 a month.  Oh wow!

 Never mind, Scotts busy looking for something new, and he isnt fussy.  Wish him luck!  Until then, he is a housewife.  He wasn’t ammused when I offered to buy him a frilly apron.

Note to Self: Next Year Remember to Stay At Home!

Posted in Dr Who, argh!!!!, christmas#, gifts, rant, work on December 28, 2007 by chaotickitty

I remember after spending Christmas at mum and dads last year that I swore this year I’d spend Christmas at home.  But when asked, seeing as this year I’d only be there 2 days at the most, I said we’d go anyway.  Truth be told I felt sorry for mum as my sister is in Botswana this year and has been since September, and my brother… Well, my brother is just my brother.  2 days right, 2 days should have been easy right?

Ha ha!  How wrong could a dizzy goth be!  OK, dad wasn’t rude to Scott this year, which was good.  Instead mum and dad bickered.  Constantly.  Every little thing, every word spoken was said with malice, and both were as bad as each other.  Its like they can barely talk civilly to each other any more.  Then when dad wasn’t there, mum bitched about him, saying how horrible he is, to the point I wanted to scream at her that she was just as bad!  By the end of the two days I was a wreck.

Stupid thing is, on the Solstice I more or less patched things up with Scott’s mum.  Her printer blew up and she uses it a lot, so we bought a brand spanking new Epsom that is all singing, all dancing.  I could have let Scott drop it off by himself, but I chose to go round, and it was fine.  Cups of tea abound, all was pleasant.  Maybe some folks could learn a few things.

Oh, and just to round off a perfect xmas, the early morning bus I had to catch to lancaster so I could get to work on time didn’t show.  So I was late.  Yayness!

It wasn’t all bad.  I got some nice stuff (80 issues of the original TMNT comic from the 1980’s from Scott, a very nice gothic coffin bag from mum, as well as socks which oddly enough I love getting, and an Emily Strange knitted bobble hat with cat ears from dad).  Also, my Xmas present to myself was the complete first season of Heroes (I saw a few episodes a few weeks back and was hooked).  Up to episode 12, and I have decided a Peter Petrelli/Isaac Mendez sandwich wouldn’t be unwelcome :P   Oh, Claire Bennet is hot too, but it gives off that jail bait vibe :P   Scott however prefers Jessica.  What a surprise.

I didn’t get to watch the Doctor Who special til boxing day as dad couldn’t POSSIBLY record Emmerdale despite being outvoted 3 to 1.  I liked it, but can we please stop having the Doctor copping off with his companions now?!  Its getting stupid (or at least make it Jack!).  Kylie wasn’t bad as Astrid, better than I expected.  Now here is where opinions differ.  I thought her demise was quite sad, and the scene where he said goodbye was touching.  But mum decided it was stupid and very vocally said so which ruined the moment a bit.  I am just glad they didn’t have him ressurect her, that would have been too contrived.  And please let it stay that way, no miracle ressurection from the remaining space dust later in the series.   And oh my, wasn’t there a high body count!  I nearly shed a tear for Bannakaffalatta and Foon.

Anyway, time to get back to WoW.

Not The Type of ‘Plastered’ I hoped for this christmas.

Posted in christmas#, dvla, health, ouch, work on December 20, 2007 by chaotickitty

When I went to the hospital on tuesday the doctors decided I need to have the cast on my arm for another three weeks ‘just in case’.  Which means I am in plaster over christmas and new year.  Not a happy kitty.  Christmas I can deal with, even if I can’t cut up my food too well, but new year I am a little pissed off about as I was hoping to go out, and a bright white cast isn’t really going to go very well with any outfit I can wear.  Bugger.  Lol, don’t I sound like a fashion vicitm >< 

In training this week, which is basically going in one ear and out the other.  But trainer is nice, a guy called Ty who I am fairly sure is gay and loves the phrase ‘Whoops Apocalypse’, which is driving me mad as I have heard it somewhere else but cannot remember where for the life of me.

Christmas in gonna be hectic. I finish at 6pm on christmas eve, after which I have to catch the 7.05pm train to Bentham, spend christmas day and boxing day with mum and dad, then I am in work at 9am on the 27th which means catching a stupidly early bus from Bentham.  All those months where mum and dad said they wanted to spend xmas alone, and when I finally get a job and it becomes too late to book any time off, they want us over after all.  Just typical.

Oh, and the DVLA are still investigating the incident with my scooter.  The export license hasn’t been granted though, and they are looking into the case.