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It is that time again….where I skim back over the year and post the highlights of the past 12 months. Why? Well, sometimes during Xmas time I get a little bored and it gives me an excuse to post my first blog in….9 months.

January

- Somewhere, after waking up alone in the dark on Michael’s couch with “Jump in the Line” stuck in my head and the beginnings of a hangover niggling in my head, 2011 began.
- Hannah, Sharon and Phil drag me (willingly) to Gala on January 1st and we wind up in a pub with Union Jack’s and pictures of the Queen everywhere.

Hannah and I try not to make eye contact with any strangers in case they decide to “start something” – eventually we head back to the B&B and instead spend our night watching Forgetting Sarah Marshall, Resident Evil and of course Gok Wan’s ‘How to look good naked’.
- I continue the year by maintaining a pattern of drinking at least one alcoholic beverage a day and not combing my hair. It was a fantastic start to the year.
- I eventually comb my hair but Hannah and I keep our tradition and go out for a few boozy nights and freeze our asses off, only to return back to mine for tea and toast in the wee hours of the morning. Tea which I make Hannah spill everywhere as she tries to walk through to my room and I make the mistake of  allegedly saying something funny.
- Lebowski’s, Jekyll & Hyde’s, Opium – possessed glasses, spinning coins, Ozan pole dancing, getting so cold my toes felt like they had actually detached from my body and awesome White Russians.


The biggest pint in the world.


Fun with glasses.

- I remember what it was like to be warm.

- I get an epic throat infection and do not make it back to college in time after the holidays. Doctors visit results in me being called “Lyndon” for the 465th time and getting told to man the fuck up! Or, actually being told to purchase painkillers and then just go wild so I stock up on Soothers and all kinds of painkillers but to no avail, I remain ill. I manage to drag myself into college first thing on the following Monday to sit a NAB with a mere 2 hours sleep (if that) and I fucking passed. Alright! If only I could master that on days where I’m healthy and have had sufficient sleep.

- My father and I have a wonderful facebook commenting session whilst in the same house just a few rooms away from each other.

15 January

 It’s probably time to delete some stuff off of iTunes when it gets to the point where I’m scrolling through my iPod going “who the fuck is that?”.
  • Alan Fergus and Gerry Walton like this.
    • Alan Fergus I remember reading a story about a guy going into a two-day frenzied rage with an early mp3 player because it consistently refused to load an album. Until he realised that it was already on the bloody thing, and he’d never listened to it anyway.

      15 January at 21:17 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus I only listen to about 10% of what’s on my iPod but I can’t possibly delete anything off of it because I feel like I need to expand my music collection, so deleting stuff would feel like a bit of a failure on my part. Could probably do without such classic artists such as Aqua, S Club 7 and Steps.

      15 January at 21:20 · Like
    • Alan Fergus Well look at it this way, it was meant to be diposable in the first place. It’s just “product”, not art.

      15 January at 22:55 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus Yeah but then I’ll have less songs on my iTunes and my collection will look less impressive. I don’t have to listen to it all, just make it look like I’ve got a broad taste (like you with your DVDs, I wonder how many of them you’ve watched?).

      15 January at 22:57 · Like
    • Alan Fergus You mean you wonder how many I’ve not watched? Quite a few; but I’m working my way through them. Honest.

      15 January at 22:58 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus No I meant I wonder how many you’ve watched, I know what I’m trying to say! Even in my fuzzy state of illness.

      15 January at 23:00 · Like
    • Alan Fergus Sorry, my misunderstanding. I’ve seen literally thousands of films.

      15 January at 23:01 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus I’m asking ‘I wonder how many of your DVDs you’ve watched” what’s wrong with that as a sentence?

      15 January at 23:01 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus Aside from the fact I forget to put a question mark at the end of it.

      15 January at 23:01 · Like
    • Alan Fergus More than half, but I can’t be more precise than that.

      15 January at 23:02 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus Yeah but I wonder how many of them you’ve bought and THEN watched, not just seen in your life and then bought on DVD.

      15 January at 23:03 · Like
    • Alan Fergus ‎”Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition…”

      15 January at 23:05 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus This was a conversation that got slightly out of hand, I do apologise.

      15 January at 23:07 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus It’s mostly just due to the fact I’ve had to explain in detail exactly what I meant but I’ve ended up looking like I’m asking you 4000 different questions.

      15 January at 23:07 · Like
    • Alan Fergus But we got there in the end. And that’s what matters more than anything. The answer to your question is-”I haven’t got a fucking clue”. So it was worth waiting for in the end really.

      15 January at 23:19 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus Well, that was worth all the typing it took to get to this moment. Can I have a hot chocolate? :D

      15 January at 23:20 · Like
    • Alan Fergus Do you want the big yellow stuff in a massive mug, or the hot chocolate, in a massive mug?

      15 January at 23:22 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus The hot chocolate in the massive mug please. I love facebook, I don’t even have to leave the room to request a hot chocolate :D

      15 January at 23:22 · Like
    • Alan Fergus Well the “loudhailer system” never really worked, did it? And I’m fairly sure the neighbours didn’t like it.

      15 January at 23:24 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus ‎*looks up loudhailer*
      oh right, no it didn’t but I might just set this up in my room and shout directly into the floor and see how the downstairs neighbour likes it.

      15 January at 23:26 · Like
    • Alan Fergus That would be a killer. “You are surrounded! Switch off your horrible, pounding Bass NOW!. Lie on the floor! Legs apart! Hands on head! Now lie there, don’t move AND SHUT THE FUCK UP.”

      15 January at 23:35 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus It’s not even pounding base, he listens to Shakira! I have heard it, I’m a bit concerned about the guy but mostly I just want to kick him or buy him a pair of headphones.

      15 January at 23:38 · Like
    • Lydon Fergus bass*

      15 January at 23:38 · Like

- I finish the highlights of 2010 blog….just a little overdue. Oh and famous last words.

16 January

I finished the 2010 blog! And it only took me 19 days, God I’m not doing this again next year.

- Hannah and I have a fantastic webcam conversation for several hours “Hello, I’m Angelina Jolieeeee and I’m from Essexxxxx!”

- I continue being far, FAR too addicted to youtube

- Speaking of addictions…..

-Sitcom filming

- Hannah and I go see 127 Hours and swoon over James Franco, there may have been a repeat of this behaviour when we went to see Planet of the Apes some months later.
Hannah Jay Katz Findlay on discovering that the potato famine was a disease the potatoes had – “…Oh I just thought they ate them all!”
- The trailer comes out for Scream 4, excitement is formed.
- Work remains quiet and therefore boring, thus Bayo and I need to create our own entertainment….

February

- I discover the strangest movie trailer on youtube

- My father and I have a fun night as drunken boys who LIVE IN THE SAME STAIR decide to take a piss.
“ah, drunken youths in the stair. One of them starts pissing on the steps so my dad takes a basin of water and chucks it over the ledge at them and tells them to get the fuck out. One of them says “I’LL BATTER YOU!” fast forward 5 minutes while the guy drunkenly navigates his way up the stairs, staggering from side to side. He reaches halfway up our set of stairs and sees my dad waiting to punch his face in, he doesn’t come any further.
I love Monday night drama.”
- Jamie’s birthday and his birthday bakewell (I even put candles in too….with difficulty)

- I get fully signed off as supervisor and continue doing the exact same job but with slightly more money. Well, if you fast forward about a month, maybe a month and a half, THEN I start getting that pay rise, and unfortunately did not receive any back pay.
- The mystery Starbucks alcoholic continues to frequent the store and leave his miniature bottle of Famous Grouse or Buckfast behind the urinal in the gents toilet every weekend for me to find when cleaning.
- I apply for my HNC course and make myself sound awesome (or just up myself) in my application.
- Ralph assists me with my revision……not.

- Hannah and I do some very chilly hill walking and Hannah hugs the world

- Radiohead release a new single just in time for my computer to stop working so I’m left to listen to it on repeat on youtube before I can get my own copy for my iPod

- My hatred for psychology continues to grow as my brain melts several times a week either attempting to work on my project or listening to David talk about “demon characteristics” (demand characteristics) and going “GRR!” at Danny.
- Early morning history entertainment

Made things more exciting for at least 3 and a half minutes

- Safety first and fun with Sophia

- Choosing watching Jackass over prelim revision (well, I still passed them all so it’s totally doable)
- Hannah links me to Jared Padalecki ‘s wiki page and I get confused when I read he’s married his Supernatural co-star…..surely not Jensen Ackles? No, just bloody fish-lips annoying Ruby.

- “I had a schpill on my bishcyle.”

- Hannah and I contemplate playing Crash Bandicoot…
me – “Though we’ll probably get sick of it in 5 minutes.”
Hannah (whilst holding up one hand) – “I think more like seven minutes.”
me (looking at Hannah’s outstretched hand with five fingers raised) – “That’s still five!”

March

- I get a motherfucking A on my history prelim! Which proves fruitless as I get a C on the source questions then fuck up in the final exam and wind up with a C overall. Still, only A I have ever achieved (and probably will ever get).
- “Sooty has cat flu and in order for her to get better my dad and I have to pin her down in a towel, force feed her a pill and give her eyedrops. Needless to say she is not enjoying it and earlier after we treated her she responded by peeing all over the kitchen floor. I can’t be sure but I reckon that was her way of saying ‘fuck you!’.”
Not to mention the lovely pile of poo she left in my dad’s bed.
- I begin the 30 day song challenge, closely followed by the 30 day movie challenge (again, very hard without a working computer) and manage to complete both (most people dropped out by day 6 or so but not me, I’m a sad bastard). Paul gave me a medal for it which I have kept as proof of my utter lameness in relation to facebook.
- The creepy pissing-in-the-stair neighbours start peeking at me through the letter box every now and again when I’m coming home from college. I eventually snap and hammer on the door demanding they cut it the fuck out. Being the brave lads they are in the face of a mildly pissed off 5’3″ 20 year old girl, they close the letter box (and thankfully cutting off the delightful smell of BO that escaped each time the letter box was lifted) laugh and run away to hide inside their house. They were evicted soon after for the pissing in the stair incident (amongst other things like buzzing every other flat in the stair but their own at 3am) and I was safe to walk the stairs without peering eyes through an open letter box and tittering laughter as I confronted them.
- My PC returns home safe and sound finally.
- Ralph’s cat flu makes for a good photograph

- Hannah and I go see the Supermoon on Blackford Hill. It’s bloody cold and windy and cloudy so we can’t even see the damn thing – we deduce it’s no more spectacular than the regular moon and head home.

- Sharon and Hannah come back from Ireland with a teeny tiny Pow and slightly bigger, scrawny, big-titted Lulu.

- I get a dwarf hamster, Mr Blonde, and after about 5 minutes of excitement I realise I have made a mistake and accidentally lose her in my room for about an hour. Many ‘traps’ in order to safely catch her are set up and at one point I lunge to try and grab her, but I squish her. I pick her up and she looks awfully flat – Oh no! I have killed my hamster on day 1 of having her. No wait, SPROING! In my moment of panic she sees her chance to flee and leaps out my hands. Clever little bastard. Another 30 minutes or so pass before I catch her again and get her back in her cage. Yes, this was a mistake.

- Hannah and I play far too much Crash Bandicoot yet keep it up for some time despite our frustrations
me – “Did you get the golden unk?”
Hannah – “Unk?”
me – “Yeah, the golden unk.”
Hannah – “Isn’t it an ‘ank’?”
me – “Yeah, that’s what I said!”
it was a genuine cool whip moment.

April

- Lebowski’s anyone?

- The cats welcome Mr Blonde into the family

- Wesley’s birthday night out
“have woken up with “Finlay rules!” and “fuck Handod” written on me. Ok then.”


“She couldn’t write “fuck life” because it was too depressing so she went for “fuck Lydon” instead and forgot how to spell my name, so I joined in.”



Yum

- Jahan’s birthday night out, Hannah and I depart soon after (we chose Banshee’s over the Hive) and later find two chairs sitting randomly on Kennedy Walk

- I cook my first ever full blown roast dinner for the father’s birthday and it all goes to plan, realise I am a cooking genius in a slightly better manner than Bridget Jones.
- Hannah and I return to Banshee’s this time for a mass game of Sardines with Shian and any random strangers we seem to come across.
- Cocktails at Michael’s “There a Mojito pouring itself in the kitchen.” And no, they don’t taste better blended.


- This guy astounds me on youtube highlights of Britain’s Got Talent (which I so do not watch)

- My phone drives me insane freezing every two minutes so I cave and buy myself an iPhone 4, take that Sony Ericsson you piece of shite.
-Hannah gets teabagged

- Mike, Hannah and I go see Labyrinth at the Film House and it was fantastic. Not just Bowie’s crotch.

- More drinking with Michael
Hannah – “I like the word ‘fanny’!”
Me – “I don’t….it’s so….juvenile!”
Michael “So juvenile! Lydon’s too good for fanny!”

“The older I get, the more oblong things get.”

“No way! Cher has a twin?”
“He said ‘Shania Twain’!”

May

- Limmy’s show takes off

- Youtube lets me know how lame I am
“just got an email from youtube thanking me for reporting inappropriate videos “We just wanted to send you a quick note to say we appreciate your help and vigilance in keeping the YouTube community safe. It’s the dedication from users like you that have helped make us the successful online destination that we are today.” Man, I feel sad now.”

- Work introduces a “happy hour” which lasts more than an hour and is basically hell on Earth for the duration.

- I discover Portobello mushrooms. So good.

- Ralph becomes King

- Ten years on

- I get an interview for my HNC course

- Hannah and I look after Sophia for a few hours with her chicken pox and realise we’re too old for this shit and resign ourselves to lying down quietly on the sofa watching tv like OAPs

- Walks with Lulu and Pow


Realise I said “walks” and have pasted in pictures of Hannah and I on the bus with the dogs. There was a walk beforehand, I swear.

- Hannah gets review of the week on hungryhouse and we get £25 off our next meal

- I fail at cooking Hannah soufflé and instead manage to cook them for myself and my dad

- The Innocent Railway, no words can really describe that day.



Oh and after the wonderful walk, Hannah and I put that £25 off voucher to good use. Yummmmm. This year has been too much about eating Indian food from the Curry Leaf – it’s so good though!

June

- More dog walks

- Attempts to find other part time work to avoid going full time at my regular job fails somewhat.

- As if we didn’t already know, Naomi Campbell’s stupidity is highlighted in the news and what’s worse is people actually agreed with her outrage, oh God.
http://apps.facebook.com/theguardian/media/2011/jun/03/cadbury-naomi-campbell-ad

- I finish college

- I finish watching Lost finally and cry about 12 times at least

- Hannah puppy sits for a few days and vows NEVER to do it again

- Lulu gets a glorious new ensemble which she just LOVES

- Customer at work asks me to stop sweeping because she has a “thing” about dustpan and brushes, speechless.

- Lulu knocks Pow over on the Meadows and lets her get 69′d by an older male Jack Russell. Awkward.

- After very little sleep I go in for my college interview and miraculously find out a week or so later I got in! It seems lack of sleep really has been the key to my success this year. This is worrying.

- Worked the Bon Jovi concert (the only other work I did that Summer other than my normal part time job, this was enough to put me off for good), words cannot describe how unbelievably appalling that entire experience was and I could barely walk for the next two days. Oops, forgot to do my other two shifts CHANGING TOILET ROLL for 8 hours. Bad me.
“love being told off for not doing work whilst actually doing work by someone NOT doing work.”

- Barking cat

- New flat excitement

July

- Hannah, Deedee and I have a night of drinking, Trivial Pursuit and Yahtzee. Deedee leaves and then the real party begins – BOGGLE, oh yes. And at 3am.

- Hannah, Michael, Tanya, Claire and I go see Harry Potter at midnight at cineworld (and apparently because I forgot to put this in first time around, Michael is somewhat distressed!)

- More work insanity “I think that today in all seriousness, a customer – upon receiving his drink, responded with “Thanks a latte!”. And I think…this wasn’t the first time.”

- Resident Evil fun

- Amazon decides this month that I will get 90% of my orders cancelled, refunded and then sent anyway. That’s z0verstocks for you. Oh and they also decide to send me at least 2, maybe even 3 copies of the item I purchased despite them telling me they have no more in stock. Fishy.

- I steal Hannah’s photograph idea and reap all the benefits (i.e. people going “oh that’s nice”)

- There’s a 1984 style Revolution in Edinburgh

Not really.

- Lulu learns a new trick

- Michael turns 21 and much dancing is had and we ‘pretend we’re having fun’
We also finished the scrapbook which Tanya began in 2005

Claire filling in the last page



Christopher and Lisa tell us a very long winded story that goes off into separate tangents for about forty-five minutes, in fact I don’t even remember what it was about because it had so many sub-stories!
Christopher – “It wasn’t so much fornication as mutual masturmation.”

Later Christopher begins to talk into my notebook as I write quotes down

me – “It’s not a Dictaphone!”

- Hannah and I begin shifting stuff to the new flat and celebrate by doing a Jigsaw until about 3am and drink Vodka (Boggle, Yahtzee, Jigsaws? Oh yes, we can party)

- Ralph misses some of my furniture that has moved house already, particularly his rocking chair.

- Hannah moves into the new flat and I follow about a week later.

BEFORE

AFTER

- Hannah leaves me that first night to go clubbing with a bunch of old(er) lesbian ladies and I stay at home and spend 15 minutes trying to open a tin of tuna with 3 different shite tin openers, Friday night life for Lydon.

- Michael also chooses this day to upload all the photos from his birthday. I spend about an hour and all of my internet allowance looking through them and crying with laughter.

A nice sensible one to start….and now……



(I don’t know)


Cool air!

And finally…..


So apparently I was singing…or something.
I must say the amount of alcohol consumed by this point was so great that 1. I do not have any memory of this and 2. about 5 minutes after this photo was taken I began falling asleep sitting up with Claire shouting at me to wake up and open my eyes….though it was about 3 or 4am so I thought it was a justified sleep.

August

- Hannah sorts the internet…..though Virgin does not, so we remain without internet for the majority of the month thus my facebook posts are quite scarce – absolutely outrageous.

- Playing endless amount of Tomb Raider and going crazy getting stuck every 5 minutes and having no phone or computer internet to cheat and look up a walkthrough.
Though Hannah and I manage to rock out to the Jeep music from Last Revelation

- I visit my dad at Morningside and he says he attempted to watch Twilight and failed less than an hour in. I ask to borrow it purely out of curiosity as I’d never seen it and wanted to know what all the fuss was about. My father responds by virtually throwing the DVD at me and when I go to leave the house he says “Don’t bring it back.”
So I watch Twilight for the first time ever and wow, did it change my world. It absolutely 100% reaffirmed my view that Twilight is a big pile of pants.

- Pictures of the night sky http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-2031704/Australian-photographer-Lincoln-Harrison-endures-15-hour-photo-shoots-capture-stunning-night-images-star-trails.html

- Hannah and I go see Shian’s play and are moved to tears (or near enough) by every performance. Very proud of my cousin!

- Midnight viewing of The Room with Jamie, Paul and Finlay.
Movie at midnight? Shall we meet 6 hours beforehand? Fuck yeah! And thus began hours of playing consequences and  pictionary with Finlay finding any excuse to draw a cock (as usual!) And me having to hold myself back from decking someone for jumping arrogantly in front of me in the queue for my post-hell (festival at work = non-stop queue and insanity) pint.
Eventually midnight rolled round and much fun was had throwing spoons at the screen and hearing others shouting incomprehensible cult in-jokes and tossing around an American football.

- The end of the festival approaches “just witnessed a beautiful sight on the Meadows – the festival being packed up and driven away in little trucks. I think I will celebrate the next 11 months.”

September

- The flat finally gets internet and I am able to access it FROM MY COMPUTER – oh the wonders of technology.

- Hannah and I purchase goods for the house and Hannah demonstrates how to carry your sieve home when your bag breaks

- Shian and Hannah show us all how to scarf dance




- Turbans all round


- Hannah and I throw a housewarming ‘party’ and decide to go a little bit crazy when all our guests leave us. The anarchists in us get set loose



“Attempt #2 at anti-social behaviour (attempt #1 failed when the traffic cone I kicked over simply righted itself again – Hannah’s laughter could be heard for miles)”

- The dogs come to stay and decide I am no longer allowed a bed

- Jinx joins the (slightly dysfunctional) family

It doesn’t take her long to decide she’s a parrot

- This makes me feel a bit better

- I start college and begin my journey towards epic editor extraordinaire, not that I am even remotely close to that yet as I’m only 4 months into the course.

- We film our first short “the perfect cup of tea”

- Twinkle-toes joins the Findlay Jack Russell clan and Sharon secures her position as #1 crazy dog lady in the Marchmont area (wasn’t much of a contest to be fair)

- Derek and I get together after an interesting night of drinking and pool at Banshee Labyrinth then green tea at mine at 1am

October

- More learning how to film etc at college

and not learning at college….

- Floating dogs on youtube

- Jinx begins showing me how insane she is as she attacks my newly bought loaf of bread throwing 3/4 of it on the floor and having a wee munch on some of it.

- Keep looking at those 3 spots over the nose for 10 seconds then raise your head to the ceiling suddenly and stare there for next 20 seconds, what do you see?

- Hannah undergoes surgery and leaves me all alone in the house for a whole week…or two, I go visit her at home and accidentally make her laugh and thus screech and bend over in pain afterwards – she begins to respond by thwacking me violently. I couldn’t help it!

- Sharon allows Hannah out for a cinema trip to see Tyrannosaur – Hannah moving at a slow pace as we need to cross the road (not at the lights). “Don’t go too fast!” she warns as she hobbles, bent almost double to the edge of the road, “Ok” I say as I look right for traffic and by the time I look left Hannah has scurried slowly across the road, I chase after her scolding her for leading me into a false sense of security over how fast she was going to move!
Tyrannosaur was fantastic but shocking and very grim. Hannah and I leave and I pick up a “free” (i.e. help yourself but please leave some form of cash behind) poster for Paranormal Activity 2 which I promptly leave at Sharon’s house, which Hannah then promptly leaves in John Leslie’s, which Hannah does not promptly go to pick up again until a month or so later and it is gone, FOREVER. Hannah, you owe me a poster ;)

- I turn 21 and many people wish me a happy birthday on facebook, a suspicious amount between midnight and 6am – I know too many insomniacs.

One of Derek’s gifts for me


My dad documents what I look like as a 21 year old….not so different from 20

- Hannah and I throw our joint 21st and both get given beautifully hand crafted dirty shots from Nicky as a “present”….the night becomes somewhat of a blur after that.
Beforehand involved semi-complex games constructed by both Malcolm and Fiske. Fiske later says “It was a good game, right?” “Yes, of course it was Fiske!” I say, “NO, IT WAS A GOOD GAME, DON’T BE SARCASTIC, IT’S A GOOD GAME!!!” he half shout at me, I concede through fear to admit it was a good game (it was…no really).


- I wake up around 3pm the day after (I refused to wake any earlier due to the epic headache chewing my head all morning) and as if by magic Hannah appears not too long after with sushi and orange juice after I concede that I will NOT be making it the ten minutes to Tesco because even stepping out of bed and attempting to dress seems like a challenge – fantastic friend, fantastic hangover cure!

- I try and fail to play Dead Space (other presents from Derek) whilst alone in the house and I’ve not played it since, what a pansy I am.

- I discover a new favourite song – a lot of it may be to do with the gentleman essentially doing the Carlton dance for the majority of the video….

- I’m reminded once again that my brothers are fantastic
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=656093878317

- I avoid Halloween
“oh shit, there’s trick-or-treaters in the stair and all I have to offer them is fruit, going to turn off the lights and pretend I’m not home.”

November

- Sacrilege as the new tenants of the house across from my dad’s flat cut down one of the gorgeous tall trees that cast amazing shadows and light through our kitchen/bathroom/my dad’s bedroom, bastards!

Spot the man in the tree

- Hannah and I cave and put the timer for the heating on – it’s glorious while it lasts, which wasn’t very long. Piece of crap boiler!

- Jinx continues to be insane by eating my hair bobbles, rubber bands, lentils (raw) and tobacco (very dangerous for little kitten stomachs!)

- Hannah and I embark upon a trip of utmost secrecy and mystery

- Strikes strikes strikes = a few days off of college, yay…oh and sticking it to the man of course.

- More “work” at college

(why are we always finding wigs in our classrooms?)

December

- Derek decides he’s Rocky…with 2 hats

- Jinx assists me with the washing

- I get sick, surprise surprise, and attempt to cure myself with copious amounts of fruit, blackcurrant lemsip and sushi – it doesn’t work

- I finally finish my edit for iAssault
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10150426116618681

- Scotland experiences Hurricane Bawbag – I love this country

- Jinx starts eating feathers

- me – “I’m so hungry! You’re beginning to look like a chopstick right now….A chopstick?? I meant a pork chop!”
Derek – “What do YOU eat??”

- I refuse to buy Xmas presents until the last minute, but purchase 3 rolls of wrapping paper – a little optimistic

- Gene arrives at the house to be Jinx’s personal punch bag

though I’m sure that wasn’t Hannah’s intention when she got him (or is it her?)

- Cat bonding

- Derek’s mum gets the biggest box of Milk Tray ever, I’m won over instantly

- I meet Derek’s mum and step dad – mini sausage rolls are had before Derek and I retire upstairs to watch Final Destination….

- Xmas day, load of rubbish really and scary trees on the walk home

- Work at this time basically involved a lot of boredom and taking pictures of drains (ok, just the once)

New Year’s Eve

- Another party at Michael and Christopher’s with Tanya and Derek

one grape for every bell at midnight – nearly resulted in some choking but we got there!


snack stealing from those slightly more drunk than ourselves….


Michael drinks Lambrini Hannah style!


slight Dorito  spillage, definitely the photo of the night (thank you Tanya!)

Other highlights from NYE includes my failure at being quiz master when I accidentally read the wrong answers for the questions i.e. did you know ancient Aztecs used Bovril for currency? (worst part of this may be that Michael and Derek took this answer with nodding acceptance) oh and Richard Nixon was president of Ireland, yes it’s true.
Michael and I finally got our moment to dance to What You Waiting For in a more official capacity than normal as we were dancing to it on Just Dance 3 – however Christopher phoned halfway through and spoiled it ;)
Tanya slyly stealing Cheeselets (or whatever they were called) from Charlotte’s arms whilst she was looking the other way.
Tanya and Michael pretending to be a couple whilst answering questions for each other during our Mr & Mrs game and failing despite being “together” for well over a decade. They got their asses kicked by the ‘new’ couple of just 3 months (myself and Derek), aha!
Tanya and Michael relive fond ‘memories’ if somewhat (or VERY) fabricated. Through tears of laughter and joy they explain to Derek about the time where I got on a bus and got tangled up in bus tickets on the floor so when I got OFF the bus and the bus drove away it dragged me with it due to the tickets wrapped around my ankle. This is forever engrained in my notebook thanks to Tanya’s beautiful little descriptive drawing of the ‘even’ that didn’t even SLIGHTLY happen yet it always brings a smile to their faces and a tear to their eye – moreso than any real memory the 3 of us have had together!

2011 definitely had its ups and downs and if I could live it over there is definitely some things I would do differently and a lot of nonsense that I wouldn’t have put up with (I would’ve listened to Hannah!) but either way it’s led me here and things are good so I’m optimistic about 2012, even if it’s…y’know, the end of the world…..

because when you sneeze your soul is trying to escape and saying “God bless you” crams it back in there

-OR-

when you sneeze your heart stops for a millisecond so people say “bless you” in case you are to suddenly die, resulting in an instant pass to heaven

-OR-

people are sheep and say it because it’s become common practise and everyone has forgotten why

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- If you go to a pub called “The British Legion” that has pictures of the Queen on the wall and Union Jacks everywhere, you’re in for a weird night.

- Staying over somewhere other than home 2 nights in a row without bringing enough spare clothes etc whilst being hungover and not really remembering/bothering to comb your hair is NOT a good idea.
- I’m going senile early.
- You can sellotape broccoli to Malcolm’s head under the right circumstances without him minding.

- Drinks are very cheap at Opium.
- Drinking/smoking practically solidly from New Years for a week will result in badness when you stop.
- Hanging around sick people will have repercussions of the negative kind.
- White Russians aren’t very nice.
- Making new friends is good fun.
- Being out until 4am without falling asleep is a plus.
- Feeding ducks in January will not be particularly successful.
- Planning to go out when you’re sick will result in you not going out, every time.
- I will always get called Lyndon by accident.
- Kids are fun but require too much energy.
- Consuming large quantities of Soothers will not always cure your sickness.
- Playing darts directly above your computer is a stupid idea but doesn’t always result in disaster.
- Hannah is a lethal darts player.


“It’s a good thing no one was sitting in that chair.”
That is correct Hannah, but why would someone sit in a chair directly below a darts board whilst we were playing darts?

That’s about it for now, considering I’ve spent a week indoors with this bitch of an illness I would say that’s not a bad amount of things to have learned so far this year.

The year is drawing to a close so with the aid of facebook, my diary and my notebook (because my memory doesn’t stretch that far back) I will recall the best moments both personal and general, from 2010.

This took way too much effort!

January

-So this month was all about new beginnings and not knowing what was going to happen and it was the first time in bloody ages that I bothered to write in my diary I’d bought the year before.
-I started the year off saying “communist omnibus” on the phone to Michael repeatedly until I gave up trying to hear him, said goodbye and moved on to dance and sing along to such classics as Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believing” for a good few hours.
-I spent the first few days of the month in pain and unable to walk/sit down/stand up without groaning like an old lady due to the epic fall I had in the early (very early) hours of January 1st when I slid on the ice (it was not due to drunkenness,  though I was really very drunk) and crashed to the ground straight on my ass, ouch.
-I applied for college after hanging out with Tanya and Claire who were talking about Uni in Café Citrus where we received free something (cookie? shortbread? biscuit? muffin?) due to being the only customers in the store for a good few hours.
-I decided I should stay at Starbucks and see how things go, thus ends the “I’m leaving!” threats that I was so fond of back in the day, deary me.
-Ended up going a little mad and started cleaning/organising things to keep myself busy – OCD gone wild!
-Had to admit defeat with my phone which was never the same again since I smashed it on the ground at new year (accidentally) and bought a new one that didn’t switch itself off when I moved it too fast.
-I started writing again after a conversation with Deedee about the story I was writing in 5th year. This time I re-started with a new idea (twice).
-I got kissed by some random guy whilst I was waiting on Lothian Road for Rob. This guy rounded the corner and started talking to me, he then hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and whispered in my ear something about having a good year and that he hoped my children were beautiful. I just stood there glassy eyed wondering what to do and just prayed Rob would appear soon, he did not but the man did leave eventually. Ugh.
-Spent most of the month eating toasties because I was too lazy to cook for myself….

February

-Deedee’s 19th birthday party which involved much tequila drinking, trying to play a drinking game to Charlie the Unicorn – drinking every time someone says “Charlie”, I nearly threw up and had to retreat from the game. Ewan falling asleep in the bathroom when I went to leave and ended up sitting on the floor in the hallway with Laura and Deedee for a long while and all I remember for sure that we talked about was “wide vaginas” though none of us recall why (I don’t think I want to). And on my way home I took a picture of a car….at 4am in the drizzling rain, why? Fucks knows, is tequila a reason? And I sent this text to Deedee:

“Home safe, had a fantastic nignt, love you to pieces. Have a fadmastic 19th xxxx is it pieces or peices? Neither looks good, stupid english language. Love you fellow writer!w hopefully less illiterate than me!”



-Valentines day all alone with just the cats for company and to top it off I ate a “meal for one” (what the fuck was I thinking?) but I did have a laugh (the tears were well hidden ;) ) about it at work though did get mildly creeped out when one of our more aged customers said I should’ve got in touch with him instead of being alone….and I could only think to reply “…….uh….next year maybe…..”
- I look forward to Hannah’s return!
- Hannah returns! And hilarity (and extreme fear) ensues over some weed-smelling, the reason behind why I can’t disclose here but it was a hilariously scary few minutes for us ahah.
- I get more responsibility at work – a key to the tip box and even though I can’t count, it’s “ok” with everyone for me to divvy up the tips.
- Tanya and I find the most gorgeous dresses in Primark and I almost accidentally buy mine.


- I throw a “welcome home” party for Hannah with 2 attendees not including myself or Hannah. Much rolling is involved and Amaretto drinking.


JEDBURGH!

March

- Bad start missing my college meeting due to everything going wrong on my attempt to get to Sighthill, but obviously it went ok in the end.
- I dyed my hair blonde. As I rinse the dye out I’m looking at my hair thinking “God, it’s REALLY blonde!” (I was slowly trying to lighten my hair but trumped for the cheapest hair dye which was really blonde, but thought it’d be ok….) Hannah’s face crumbles with fear and shock as she watches me stand there with my damp blonde hair “It’s…..really nice……” she lies, forcing a smile. I panic but dry and straighten my hair anyway, Hannah changes her mind and thinks it genuinely looks nice. I’m unsure but decide to keep it (all the way until September, looking back I really wonder why).
- Hannah and I share various intelligent moments:
Hannah – “I think I’m kind of dyslexic when I talk, like when I tell a story I sort of start in the middle, then tell the end and then the beginning.”
Me – “Sort of like a Quentin Tarantino movie?”
Hannah – “Yeah!”
Not to mention our discovery of the ‘bundle of rolled up skins’.
- First potential hint at becoming supervisor.
- Jahan and I discover Cockie the Meerkat

- The barista at Chocolatesoup (whilst normally grumpy and unfriendly) squeezes me whilst I’m there with Fiona. I vow never to go there again and never have!
- Michael and I hang out at mine drinking Amaretto and then taking shots of water just so the night doesn’t get TOO crazy!

Booyah!
- I get my first ever fraping, for which I will never forgive those responsible.
- Hannah performs a death-defying leap frog over a bollard which I record and can’t seem to put in this blog properly, so here’s the link to the video:
http://www.facebook.com/v/387846248680
- Hannah and I climb Everest and Hannah has a Rocky moment


- I join the modern world and purchase a PS3 with minimal trouble setting it up, I think Hannah came to the rescue.
- Much writing ensues, mainly on cold benches on windy days…

April

- Party at mine playing Smart Ass “I am a tool” and Michael and I do the special dance to ‘What You Waiting For?’ which Hannah videos then writes up a contract for us to drunkenly sign which says the video must never be deleted and must go on facebook, which it did.
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=393350243680&comments&ref=mf
I take a panoramic picture which Hannah insists she must be in every part of it

I begin to drift off in my rocking chair at about 2am, unable to keep my eyes open. Hannah begins prodding at me and trying to get me to stay awake, I put on her sunglasses to hide my closing eyes but to no avail “I CAN STILL SEE YOUR EYES ARE SHUT!” so I get up without a word and climb into bed, turning the light off as I do so. Michael and Hannah join me and spoon for a while then Hannah heads home and Michael stays over. The next morning I wake up so hungover I can barely speak to Michael who is surprisingly chirpy.
-Amazon recommends me this for some reason

- Hannah, Deedee and I go for a big long walk where they complain non-stop “I’M HUNGRY!” “I’M TIRED” “I NEED A PEE!” “CAN WE GET A BUS?” which I feel somewhat defeats the purpose of a walk. Deedee wears my ‘bug eyes’ sunglasses in Brunch

Hannah goes outside for a smoke and meets a man, Deedee notices him make the money sign and I say “I think he’s Jewish!” which had nothing to  do with him making the money sign! Deedee later claims (whilst recalling this to Hannah) that I am anti-Semitic, to which I reply “No I’m not. She’s Jewish *points to Hannah* and I don’t mind!”
-I successfully make it to Stevenson College (an hour early this time, so I sat in the foyer reading the Mothman Prophecies until the time came to go to my interview) have my interview then head home feeling elated.
-Stevenson College send me a letter saying I’ve got into my course and will be enrolling in August.
- Deedee and I re-watch Paranormal Activity, she leaves late when it’s dark and gets Ewan to meet her halfway. I chum her downstairs to take out the rubbish then return to an empty house. I go on facebook mildly creeped out by the whole idea of the film and the fact the house is dark and empty and suddenly from the other side of the room CRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR BANG! I scream, jumping slightly until I realise it was just Ralph being fat and silly and consequently falling off the sofa, attempting not to by digging his claws into the material and then failing and falling to the floor, fun.
- I get my Placebo hoodie and then decide to live in it as it is so cosy.

May

-Spring arrives

- I vote for the first time, Lib Dem (like most people, and like most people I regret this choice).
-I get very into Flight of the Concords

- I buy my first ever Lottery ticket and do not win, Hannah spends £16 on a Lottery ticket and also does not win and is also mega mad she spent so much on a Lottery ticket.
- Hannah, Tanya and I get asked to star in a movie! (ok we get asked to walk around in the background of some studenty film, same thing).
-Michael introduces me and Hannah to Just Dance and I kick his and Hannah’s asses at it! (mostly)
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=405741443680&comments&ref=mf
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=405741238680
-Trip to Yo Sushi with Rob and his parents and I eat my first (and last) gelatinous rice cake which shall remain the single weirdest thing I have ever eaten in terms of texture, it was like skin. Ick.
-Kiya’s birthday party. The possessed toy garage that belonged to Rueben and made noises at us whenever someone’s camera flashed. Eating potato salad with a big fuck off spoon. Discovering Hannah’s sexy legs. Hannah burning her sexy legs with a hot rock or similar. Going out to search for fire wood and returning with an entire fence. Freezing to death by the fire, returning indoors all with bright red faces. Hannah buying me limited edition Marmite ‘cos it’s too embarrassing to buy just one small thing with £20 note. Drinking whisky straight to try and warm up. Mark falling asleep in the tent and us giggling at his snoring. Shian racing through the neighbours back gardens. THE ORBS! The in-depth discussion about if there’s a higher power, if ghosts exist, if Derek Acorah (fuck trying to remember how to spell his name) is a faker, ok so mostly this involved us all ganging up on Kiya…. Shian sticking her tongue in my limited edition Marmite, I forget why exactly.



Shian threatens to lick the Marmite.

Shian licks the Marmite.

I try to get the Marmite back.

-I put Hannah’s limited edition Marmite against Rob’s and ask who would win in a fight.

- I discover this video on youtube

-I try and fail to change to Diet Pepsi to avoid a future of diabetes.
-Hannah and I hang out in the sunshine for hours on end on the Meadows, we spot one single cloud

we go to Crammond and nearly get swallowed by sinking sand

^ok not really sinking sand in this picture but there was some there and we nearly died, srsly.
there was an abundance of dead crabs for some reason

-Mojo arrives (and I named her! though I didn’t actually believe they were going to use ‘Mojo’ as a name) and is cute for about 5 minutes before she turns into a violent beast, which was apparently my fault but I beg to differ. She enjoyed trying to eat my earrings.

-Zosia renames me “Nuna” whilst Hannah looks after her for a few days. We all go to the Meadows and to the park, Hannah gets stuck in the slide.


^one of my favourite pictures.

Hannah fails at the roundabout.
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=409680153680&comments&ref=mf
-Houdini goes missing again, I discover her in the mop bucket stuck halfway through the wringer. God knows how long she was there for or even how she got there. When I got her back in her cage she passed out for about a day.

June

-I got sick and couldn’t eat chocolate or any dairy (or drink Pepsi! the trauma) so I had to survive off of dry toast and plain wholemeal pasta, oh God it was disgusting! Not worth it to get well again.
-I still laugh at this video despite having watched it so many times after discovering it a few years ago during a group conversation on MSN with Hannah and Rob where we scoured youtube for funny videos, this was one that made me cry with laughter twice in a row.

-Mojo falls asleep in a strange position one of the only times she slept on me.

-I find my old story from 5th year, quickly skim through some of it and decide that I’m too scared to re-read it because I know I’m going to be thinking “this is shit!” all the way through. After hours of trying to find a way to get it off a disc, I do and then I close the document and leave it, never to be opened again lest the bad grammar/spelling/imagination leaks out and scares me.
-I find this picture and like it so much I find it necessary to post it on facebook and in my blog….so here it is for a second time.

-Hannah leaves the country again and is slightly disheartened by the fact that more people show up to say goodbye to her than were there to welcome her home. At one point we headed down the the chip shop a mere 5 minutes away (if that!) and the whole way Deedee says “Are we there yet?” and Ewan says “We shouldn’t have left the house, we should have stayed!” to which I reply “We’ll be back before you know it, I can SEE the chip shop from here.” Lazy buggers ;)   Hannah and I get some separation anxiety and unable to express our true feelings and the fact we will miss each other (because we’re both emotionally stunted and I have a heart of stone because we didn’t say “I love you” enough as a family when I was a kid) I start insulting Hannah and she hits me. Away she goes! For nearly 6 months. And I only took one picture at her leaving party…which was this.

-The psychological test at work; an alarm goes off approximately every minute and a code must be punched in and the ‘reset’ button hit to quieten it for one more minute. We did this non-stop for about half an hour before Bryony did something magical with the alarm panel to get it to shut up, hopefully it didn’t involve disabling it altogether so say for instance there was a fire or something…we would have no warning. Well the store is still there 6 months on so I’m sure it’s fine.
-I discover this video on youtube (I’ve spent this year linking way too much stuff on my facebook so all my highlights seem to be funny videos/pictures, I swear I was still out having a social life….sometimes).

-Come home to find Sooty, Ralph and Houdini just chilling out in the hall together (a real Jungle Book moment, animals living in harmony) so I pick up Houdini and take her back to her cage which is completely closed. I conclude she has learned to teleport and leave it at that (I found out how she got out but I prefer the teleporting idea better).
-I try to give Jahan some girl advice but say

‎”well with true love you can see past the hairy lips of a lady”

which really doesn’t look so good at all but it is really REALLY not what I meant.
-Michael and I have a cultural day and go to the art exhibition at the art college. We discover wrapping paper on walls which are art and stacked cardboard boxes which we never really managed to successfully determine whether they were art or not but considering everything else that was on display, it is highly likely.

I collect a huge amount of (hopefully free) postcards and feel like a total scaff when I spot some really nice ones, pick them up then spot a “50p please” sign, one by one I place them back down and back away from the table hoping no one spotted this.
Michael and I go play LOTR’s as always only my disc is a little old so it keeps freezing, skipping and jumping…..”it was not mere fate that brought Merry and Pippin, it was not mere fate that brought…it was not mere fate, mere fate, it was not mere fate” it made a decent rap, “the final test-the final test-the final test” and so on and so forth, we laughed so hard we nearly choked on our super fantastic home made chocolate milkshakes (I forgot to mention my growing obsession with milkshakes around the summer time, GrindHouse Café still does the best ones).
-Mojo goes on an epic climb, Rob supervises from afar.

Did I say afar?
-I discover spotify and end my over-use of limewire and instead spend ridiculous amounts of time on spotify.
-I unfortunately wind up watching parts of the world cup and drinking beer (and my first ever pint), somewhere along the line I became male. Bryony advises I go shopping/get my hair done to counteract this whole episode.

^my second ever pint but drunk mere minutes after my first one which I drank instead of took a picture of to capture this overwhelming moment in the history of Lydon and her beer-drinking.

July

-Deedee, Ewan and I head out to a café in Tollcross, narrowly missing epic rain. The rain stops and we head across the Meadows where Ewan spots dark looming clouds so we hastily shuffle off to the GrindHouse Café (fuelling my milkshake addiction once more), a few minutes after reaching the café epic rain starts again which I catch on film.
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=419736098680&comments&ref=mf
-I buy the first three series of Supernatural for the bargain price of £18, still unsure how this miracle happened.
-I fail to recognise myself with blonde hair when watching the CCTV at our store and promptly forgive everyone else who didn’t recognise me after my hair colour changed (MY OWN FAMILY MEMBERS, smiling at me like I’m a stranger).
-Michael and I find his perfect birthday outfit

-Gerry and I have the most tense game of msn minesweeper, Gerry wins but it was neck and neck for a long time

-I talk to Hannah online and try to cheer her up, I may actually have just slightly scared her as I said

‘think of the shimmering mountains with crisp clean fresh fallen snow, powdery and glistening! Just screaming “Ski on me Hannah, ski on me with your beautiful long skis!” (and if that image creeped you out, I do apologise and will remind you that snow doesn’t talk)’

-My new passport arrives just in time for Michael’s birthday. No more laughter/repulsion as people look at my picture and ask “is this really you?”, unfortunately I’m blonde in my picture and this passport will last me for ten years. Shit.
-Michael has his birthday party and we pay an extortionate £5 to get into Bamboo, worst club ever. The next morning I wake up, stagger to his bathroom, nearly faint then promptly fall asleep on his floor. An unknown amount of time passes (at this time Tanya is in the living room thinking “Lydon’s been gone an awful long time….”) and eventually I pull myself upright, stagger back to the living room and collapse on the bed. Hours pass and I am able to sit up, more hours then I can eat, some more hours and eventually I leave Michael’s house. I get back to Edinburgh and walk home, which somehow takes me an hour (the effects of a hangover I guess) in blazing sunshine, not fun when you’re that hungover. The day before when I was on my way to Michael’s it would not stop raining, I arrived at Michael’s literally dripping. I leave his the next day and have blazing sunshine beating down on my hungover head, somewhat unfair I think.
-I watch Teeth and laugh throughout – great film.
-I discover a new found dislike for the neighbour who phones the house at 5am to get me to let my cat in who’s apparently making so much noise she can’t sleep, funny though cos he was outside OUR door and I couldn’t hear him, bloody light sleepers.
-I go to my first ever gay bar and don’t even quite realise it for a good wee while, though you’d think the free lube and abundance of men and lebsians would tip me off.
-Rob and I go for a meal at Garfunkels where I make him promise me he’ll bring me Krispy Kreme doughnuts from America (I ended up with Dunkin’ Doughnuts, still good) and on the way back to mine get extremely EXTREMELY rained on. When we get home and plan to relax and dry off, I hear “can you help me?” coming from the living room, I walk in to find hundreds of my dad’s DVDs scattered across the floor. “What happened??” I asked, “The shelf broke.” he explains, the bookshelf broke and fell forwards throwing hundreds of DVDs at him and thus begins the epic re-sorting of my father’s DVDs which involved much stress and extreme failure at getting the alphabet right. After what felt like hours, we are ‘allowed’ to leave and we retreat from the piles of DVDs.

August

-A butterfly comes to visit, Rob is a bit too scared to come see it so I photograph it instead

-I decide to move all my DVDs from one room the other and immediately regret my decision about halfway through

-A fantastic debate sets off at work stemming from (I think) a conversation about how you have to be willing to (or actually have to) kill a grey squirrel to become a health inspector. Then we start talking about hedgehogs and then we start asking everyone (employees, customers, everyone) if they would rather kill a hedgehog or a squirrel if they absolutely 100% had to kill one of them. The majority say they’d rather kill a squirrel, Laurie says she’d kill a hedgehog and we brand her a freak. We say

“It’s not that we’re anti-squirrel, we’re just pro-hedgehog.”

-Rob is about to depart for America (New York first and yes I was very very jealous but the promise of doughnuts kept me happy) and we discuss how I was last in line when the super powers were being handed out, we conclude that I am “the clam” which I assume is to do with me always having marginally clammy hands but I can’t remember, unfortunately my post on facebook didn’t reveal much information and I told Hannah it was a secret and now I can’t remember what we were on about.
-Amy has her 14th birthday party at Shian’s flat. We play lots of games, one which involves me getting hit a lot because I was rubbish at it, many games of blind man’s bluff where Amy practically face-plants on the floor when Mark trips her up (we decided the game was a bit too violent after this, plus there’s limited places to hide in Shian’s hallway), playing partini where my mother admits she has her ‘moments’ when it comes to playing with balls, I try to block this out and finally we play the game where you have a name stuck to your forehead and you have to guess who it is. I was amazing at this game but I played it again last week and I’ve lost my winning streak. I was actually accused of cheating back in August because I was so good, how cruel.
We also make a few videos of strawberries (or some other form of fruit, I always forget this part) with birthday candles sticking out of them making them into war of the worlds-type tripods attacking the city of Shian’s kitchen table only they keep losing legs and falling over.

Birthday girl with amazing hat
Amy in the cellar
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=446379433680&comments&ref=mf
-I have my college enrolment day and supervisor interview in the space of a few days, scary times.
-I have one of the most awful, stressful weeks of my entire life in terms of being achey, clumsy and forgetful and also having to make about 6,000 frappuccinos in record speed. Just about cried with relief when we managed to lock the customers out of the store (bad times).
-THEREWASALITTLEMAN.

-I get through both supervisor interviews successfully (though I do manage to spill blueberries ALL over the café at the end of the second one) and I get enrolled at college and granted a bursary. Unfortunately got my ID card made when I didn’t expect it and so look a bit frazzled/pissed off  (and again, unfortunately blonde) in my picture as I’d just come from work and had to race back to work afterwards.
-I discover this video and I still love it so much.

-I begin my supervisor training and have to do it in record time (or basically much less shifts than I’d anticipated) because I go part time.
-Rob returns from America with some gifts, some good….some…..weird. Dunkin’ Doughnuts, space food (that freeze dried stuff) and a scorpion in a  lollipop amongst other things.
-Rob and I go stationary shopping and despite his attempts to get me to buy moleskin notebooks I go for the cheapy jotters and get reminded I can now get a student discount, exciting.
-Summer starts to draw to a close

-I have a close encounters moment in the kitchen

-I stay over at Rob’s then decide to take a different route home. I end up totally lost but then spot the castle/Arthur Seat (I forget which, some form of Edinburgh landmark) and start walking towards it in the hope I’ll make it home. I text Deedee and she invites me to her’s so I walk (to Cameron Toll from Granton I think) through the new town and across Princes Street then up the bridges. I make it to Deedee’s street after going in the wrong direction and using google maps on my phone to bail me out. I text Deedee to ask which house number is her’s. No answer. I phone her. No answer. I figure I’ve been walking for about 2 hours now and I’m pretty sleepy so I text Deedee and tell her that actually I’ve decided to go home so I walk home. I make it home over 3 hours after I left Rob’s that morning and promptly collapse into bed and ache for a long long time.
-I start college and on my second day I have the worst day for various reasons, everything seems to go wrong stemming from being late for media and so on and so forth.

September

-This was a bit of an angry month unfortunately for various reasons, everything seemed strange and new and stressful, college, life, work etc everything changed.
-Tanya and I go see Toy Story 3 and although I’m shocked by how dark it is, I really enjoy it and kind of wish I was a kid again and suddenly feel guilty for chucking away all my old toys. Then we go for a walk around Leith and talk about being short-sighted.
-Tanya and I go for a romantic (slight over-statement maybe) Indian meal along the road from her house and then head to the Links to watch the end of Festival fireworks. I think we ended up talking to each other for most of the hour rather than watching the show and ended up recalling as many of Michael’s past loves/potential loves as we could for some reason.
-Cats, I’m a kitty cat and I dance dance dance and I dance dance dance. (And forever this song is branded into my memory to pop up at random intervals and get stuck in my head for days at a time)
-I tell Sharon that Hannah didn’t really go to New Zealand and instead we actually eloped and I’ve started keeping Hannah in my cupboard, occasionally taking her out for walks (this still stands, I was telling college people this last week when they first met Hannah. She’s only allowed out once a month or twice for special occasions).
-I’m perplexed by this image, yet another discovery through DiS

-I find out about the film “Frozen” which states in a review ‘it will do to skiers what Jaws did to swimmers’ so I conclude I must buy this DVD and show it to Hannah, which I did about a week or so ago and we pissed ourselves laughing the whole way through. “And she was this retarded little kid following me around saying ‘cool dude, hey cool dude!’ and I’d never seen her before in my life.” Oh, how we laughed.
-I OD slightly on the Mighty Boosh.
-I make it to Deedee’s new flat finally and hang out with her and Ewan eating crackers and chilli and watching Buffy I think.
-Jahan and I hang out and I stay at his. I slip sideways and headbutt him in Morrison’s and then laugh so hard I cry and can’t stop, Jahan sits me down so I can calm myself….it takes a while. Later I meet his dogs who are adorable, we drink beer, have a moan and try to make brownies….they fail a little but we don’t mind, we dish them out in a messy pile onto a plate and try to eat them with a fork whilst we watch Teeth. I laugh, Jahan cringes a little….it’s all good.

Brownie fail.
-I go see Resident Evil 4 and make the mistake of mentioning who I went with in my blog (never heard the end of it). The film was fantastic though, can’t wait for the next one.
-Michael puts up some oldie pictures on facebook and I laugh at how eager I was to get photographed back in the day

-I decide to put an end to the blonde hair but disaster strikes and it goes BLACK (and I also accidentally dye the tip of my nose)! My dad walks past me and looks at me like “what the fuck did you just do?”, I explain it was an accident. I go to Glasgow the next day, warning Michael my hair is black and I look like a goth but that I am going to sort it so I go in and he helps me find colour stripper to get the black out. Oh and in true Glasgow tradition I am once again caught in torrential downpour on my visit. I meet Dylan who is stuffed under the bed but eventually comes out to say hello and sit on the couch near us for a bit which was a first for him
-I colour strip my hair and am overjoyed to see my brown hair back again (though I did have a random short blonde streak mixed in there somehow but it was barely noticeable….I probably should’ve stopped pointing it out to people). The downside is the stuff makes my hair smell like rotten eggs until I wash it again but it was worth it not to have black OR blonde hair, fantastic.
-DiS shows me something amazing again

-The pope comes to visit and Waitrose puts up hanging baskets outside but it still looks like a concrete block. Also the people of Edinburgh are overjoyed to meet and greet the pope.

-I get into the Inbetweeners and absolutely love it.
-I have my supervisor sign-off and begin running the store at the weekends which was a mildly terrifying thought at the time i.e. if anything goes wrong it’s my responsibility, luckily the worst thing that’s happened so far is the ceiling caved in and that was fine.
-I lock myself out of my phone and have to resort back to my crappy pink flip phone which turns itself off when I move it too fast whilst my other phone gets fixed, not amused.

October

-I get my old phone back safe and sound, wooh and it’s partially upgraded too.
-Sharon and I begin our weekly Wednesday cinema visits in Hannah’s absence.
-The media gang begin to bond


^still one of the best things I have ever, ever seen.
-I run my first shift at work and do not burn the store down, this is cause for celebration/a facebook update.
-New Simon’s cat

-I get ridiculously excited about the prospect of Jackass 3D.
-I get duped into buying £30 worth of make-up in Princes Mall, damn.
-I nearly get kidnapped and taken to a party when washing the windows outside my store one weekend.
-Jamie, Andrew and I go to Wesley’s and enjoy (I use the word ‘enjoy’ here rather loosely) some Pizza Hut pizza and Heartbreakers, and his flatmate’s very cute dog.
-Sonia, Ozan, Andrew, Jamie and I all head out for a night out and wind up in the Three Sisters having various group hugs and stealing Jamie’s glasses to pose for pictures. He didn’t mind or if he did he was too drunk to protest too much.



then we start making funny faces


-I go to a gig in Frankenstein’s with my dad (we accidentally get in for free) and discover the Banter Thiefs.
-I explain to Hannah why she shouldn’t use the word “douche” in terms of taking a shower, through use of a handy urbandictionary.com link http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=douche
-I have a terrible birthday week being so incredibly tired all the time and getting woken up at 4am, getting up at 5am and going to work for 6am on my actual birthday. One day I go to work 3 times due to a few cock-ups in terms of safe-counting, not fun but purely accidental.
-Hannah and I have the best facebook conversation ever

-I look forward to my birthday (but only a little because I never get excited about anything with my heart of stone)

-I have my birthday and am so tired I nearly fall asleep in the cinema watching Despicable Me with Sharon. I do buy myself a gorgeous polka dot dress for my party which is an upside to the day.
-I have my birthday party (again having got up at 5am for work at 6am). I buy the biggest loaf of bread I’ve ever seen, Sharon makes me chilli for the party, we play Balderdash and Michael kicks our asses, I get a gorgeous Supernatural poster,  I make it until 2am before dozing off in my rocking chair. Jahan frapes me and tells the facebook world I have a massive cock. He frapes me again the next day but in a more polite way and buys me lunch at Lucas.

Massive loaf of bread, words (and photographs) cannot detail how massive it really was.

Tanya’s home made birthday cake of amazingness.

I have some leftover alcohol afterwards, just a bit.
The question on everyone’s lips at my birthday is


love it.
-Jahan makes this amazing birthday video for me
http://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=1686173476910&id=535813680
-Winter seems to begin and I wind up wearing about 40 layers indoors just to keep warm. I watch an episode of Ugly Betty set in the Bahamas and get an overwhelming desire to go be warm there.
-I start looking for evening classes but can only find ones for cake making, bagpiping or similar. Jamie and I make a film makers in Edinburgh group (and then promptly forget about it, we’ll get back to it).
-I accidentally tell Jahan

I’m “more drawn to white girls”

I always seem to say the worst things to him.
-Deedee, Ewan and I go see Paranormal Activity 2 and I am somewhat disappointed but I do laugh so hard at it that at one point I snort. Ewan is mildly scared. Definitely wasn’t anywhere near as good as the first one.
-Jamie, Wesley, Andrew, Katt, Shelana, Paul and I all go to the Street Bar and have tequila shots. I promptly cry and make Jamie cry. We then leave and I get us totally lost, I try and fail to use my google maps app on my phone to work out where we are, I wear Jamie’s jumper like a scarf, we end up walking out on Leith Walk and find a chippy. We go to the chippy then try to catch a taxi. I get paranoid and decide the taxi driver won’t pick us up if I have chips so I stuff the packet in my bag. The next day I wake up hungover and open my bag to the over-powering smell of chippy, not fun. I also peed in a darkened yard but we don’t talk about that, I was desperate and lost.

^sums up the night.
-I get confused about Stephen Fry’s alleged misogyny.
-I spend Halloween watching Interview With A Poltergeist while drunk teenagers run around outside screaming and dressed up.
-I try to revise and have a small mental breakdown trying to work out what the hell my notes even mean.
-That’s what she said.

November

-Hannah admits she’s speaking to me from the toilet on MSN, I get mildly creeped out but her mother says “at least she doesn’t do it to you on the phone”.
-Some of the college people take a trip to the local (Sighthill) bakery and make an unusual discovery.

-I go to Glasgow for the 5th of November and realise I can no longer swig vodka and coke mixed in a bottle like I used to when I was young (or perhaps it was Tanya’s curious measurements that led to us all shuddering so much as we tried to drink them on Glasgow Green). Later we go to an extremely darkened park with no lights which gets referred to as “rape central” to see some more fireworks get set off by friends of Tanya. We can’t find them, they set off a firework for us to follow and find them. We stand in the cold watching fireworks go off for a bit, me hopping slightly as I need to pee. Michael tells me to pee behind a tree, I refuse (had enough outdoor peeing for one year). Eventually we head back to Tanya’s and stay up until 4am talking to Laura on Skype then we all (myself, Tanya and Michael) huddle into Tanya’s bed for a rather uncomfortable night’s sleep. I’m the first to wake up the next day (when does that ever happen?) but Tanya and Michael refuse to wake up quite yet so I lie there with my eyes shut until they decide to be conscious again.

Tanya 5/11/2010, beautiful.
-Sharon and I go to see Burke and Hare and I find myself only mildly offended by their raping of Edinburgh history and Isla Fisher’s poor attempt at a Scottish accent which was basically “AW’M SCOATISH!” (works better when I say it out loud of course). It was funny in parts and Bill Bailey looks so bizarre without a beard.
-I print off and hand in the same essay twice for history without realising, my tutor also does not realise.
-I go to a psychology lecture thing at the Assembly Rooms and see people get hypnotised, it’s amazing.
-I go see Jackass 3D and it is epic but I do get a little sad when the credits roll as I realise this is most likely the last one ever to be made, sniff.
-I watch the first series of Misfits in one day and fall in love with Robert Sheehan.
-I return to work after a few weeks of holiday and within ten minutes of opening the store one of the customers corners me (not literally, this guy is a bit old to corner anyone to be honest) and tries to get me to become a Jehova’s Witness. I nod politely for as many minutes as I can stand to listen to this nonsense and then say “Sorry, I’m and atheist.” and walk away.
-Day 2 of being back at work and the ceiling caves in. I was standing in the dishwasher room and in comes Mike saying the ceiling at the back of the café is bulging with water and cracking, I thought he was joking. Ten minutes until we close the store then CRASH the ceiling caves in and ruins an armchair in the process, luckily no customers were harmed in the process.
-Houdini dies, bad bad day. I buried her in the back garden with a spoon (I had no spade). RIP crazy lady, I like to imagine you faked our own death so I would bury you and then you’d unearth yourself and begin your epic journeys of the outside world, you did so enjoy escaping your cage. I think she wanted to see the world.

-My cinema buddy abandons me to go to Rome and the cinema visits seem to fizzle out a bit after that.
-My heater dies just as temperatures reach freezing and after waking up with goosebumps and a numb face one too many times I realise I may in fact freeze to death this Winter in this ice box of a house.
-I get sick and consume so much lemsip it actually grows on me a bit.
-I nearly cry after standing at a freezing cold bus stop for 15 minutes for my bus only for it to drive past the bus stop when it does show up because it’s packed with school kids.
-I attempt the British Citizen test and fail, good thing I was born here.
-My mobile goes insane and starts phoning people, putting them on hold and phoning other people resulting in a huge waste of credit. Friends (or even people I don’t even talk to very much) end up with voicemails going “you’ve been placed on hold, you’ve been placed on hold, you’ve been placed on hold” for 5 minutes.
-I go to Glasgow again and end up getting on the wrong train (within Glasgow) to Michael’s house. I’m sitting on the train and it passes a few stations whose names I don’t recognise, I text Michael and say “should I be going past * insert random Glasgow station name here* if I’m going to your house?” Michael then essentially phones me and says “Get off the train.” So I do. After some confusion with me trying to find street names and Michael locating my position through google maps we eventually find out where I am and I’m told to wait for Christopher to show up, so I do. I stand at the side of the road, unaware of what Christopher’s car looks like but waiting for one to pull up near me. A car drives past me, turns around about 20 foot down the road and comes back to me “Ah, it must be Christopher” I think to myself. The car drives towards me and pulls into the kerb about 10 foot away. I begin to walk towards the car…then I notice there’s someone else in the car with the driver, “Must be Michael” I think….no wait, it’s an old man and there’s a woman in the driver’s seat. Ok, that’s not Christopher. The pair watch me approach and look alarmed, I begin to swerve away about 5 foot from the car, trying to pass it off in a way which made it look like I just decided to walk down the road. Unfortunately I think they thought I was a prostitute who thought she was getting some customers and then changed her mind. Fuck.
I make it to Michael’s eventually after meeting Christopher at the other side of the station and we have yummy food, watch Misfits, drool over Robert Sheehan and then play some Zelda of the Twilight Princess variety.
The last day before the snow hits (in Glasgow).

-Jamie and I head into town for a some drinks at Jeckyll & Hyde’s with Paul. Snow is falling lightly around us as we walk “It’ll never lie” I say, BIG MISTAKE. We talk about how I’m going to break Jamie’s legs and then something to do with Jamie being Xavier (some sort of cross between Misery and X-Men, I forget)

“By day he’s crippled, confined to his bed and forced to write a book by a psychopath and by night he’s a bad ass, leader of a gang of expert mutants.”

We drink pitchers of cocktails, Sloth is my favourite but everyone hates it.

Paul constructs a giant straw

Jamie uses the giant straw

-Leslie Neilson dies but he will be remembered fondly.
-Edinburgh gets very, VERY snowy.

-College gets shut for a week (they attempted to open on a Wednesday morning and then admit defeat by 12pm, silly people).
-Kimberley, Paul and I go to the Gardens to make a snow man and Jamie joins us a little later.


We have an epic snowball fight where Paul gives up making snowballs and starts throwing handfuls of snow at me instead in big piles, he calls this the “shotgun effect”.

I throw a snowball at Paul and Kimberley catches it in a photograph a minute later, Jamie says I look like I’m doing “a happy murder dance”.

I lose my mobile in the snow somewhere during the fight, we try to phone it again and again with no luck. I figure I will never find it again as were running around in a good 20 foot radius in knee deep snow. Jamie gives me his mobile to call it, I hear drums coming from somewhere in the snow. I phone it again and Kimberley dives for the snow and digs it out in seconds. So lucky.
Paul and Jamie make the largest snowman head ever and need to construct a ramp just to roll it onto the base of their snowman.
http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=478897578680&comments&ref=mf
We discover an igloo on the Links.
Later Paul and Jamie come back to mine and we enjoy some Papa John’s pizza whilst watching Children of Men (thus begins the “sad face, fugee face” in joke) and then some whisky with a game of the Game of Life where I totally kick both their asses, even if I did get my amazing salary stolen halfway through the game. They head home but about 1am I get a text from Jamie saying he’s missed his bus so he heads back to mine and spills hot chocolate on himself, he is not amused. The next day he falls in the snow and has to pay a hefty sum to get a taxi all the way home as no buses or trains are running to his. He is not loving the snow any more. I lose sensation in my feet which get soaked through my boots and layers of socks so I head home and soak them in toasty water, it’s GOOD.
-I discover this video and love it, Paul later breaks my heart by telling me the toast is super-imposed and was not in the original film (which I’d never seen so who could blame me for making that mistake? I prefer this version anyway).

December

-HANNAH COMES HOME! But I’m getting ahead of myself here as she doesn’t come home until the 7th.
-Jamie discovers this video on youtube.

-Paul and I attempt to make an igloo on the links. Armed with various layers of clothing, gloves, a flask of hot chocolate and…no, that was it. Neither of us thought maybe we should’ve brought a shovel (until about halfway through). We flattened out an area of snow (a rather ambitious sized area of snow) for the igloo and begin constructing the perimeter. We manage to make it about a foot high all the way around (might be a bit of a stretch) before the cold gets the better of us and the hot chocolate runs out. We admit defeat.

The snow was very deep.

-In order to stay warm I resort to having two heaters in my room on either side of my bed, I also sleep with socks and a fleece on (this house has no insulation and is ridiculously holey).
-Britain gets very very snowy.

-Woman phones 999 over theft of her snowman.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-kent-11908583
-I drag myself into college on Monday after the snow week (reluctantly as I got so used to being off college). It snows non-stop so they shut the college at mid-day. Sonia and I go to the local pub for hot chocolates. I discover the buses have all been cancelled apparently. The prospect of being trapped in Sighthill is not appealing. Luckily I manage to grab a 26 to Gorgie (for some reason there were no buses running in Sighthill except for about 40 26′s) and then slowly trample my way home in the snow. I do get some pretty pictures though.


-Hannah comes home! Officially this time on the 7th of December.
-I have a crappy day at college then get some crappy news from work after a long conversation with a co-worker on the phone and a text which disrupts my day. I head to Hannah’s in a foul mood but cheer up a bit when I make it to her’s.
I knock on the door, Sharon lets me in and tells me Hannah is sleeping. She tells me to wake her up but I don’t really want to so Sharon goes into Hannah’s darkened room first to wake her and I follow close behind. “Lydon’s here.” Sharon says as she nudges Hannah awake, Hannah sits bolt upright and hugs me “Oh my God!” she says, “Oh my God, oh my God!”, we wander out the room, her little jet lagged hand clasping mine. We stand in her kitchen, Hannah looking a bit like she’d been travelling many hours and then gone to sleep (which she had so I would say this was a fair observation). She goes and has a shower and then shouts her mum through, Sharon returns a little later saying Hannah was a bit delirious and unsure where she was, she was under the impression she was in Indonesia and on a balcony or something and also had had no idea who I was at first when she first woke up and thought she was in New Zealand or something.
So when Hannah’s all showered up we have a sit down and eat haggis, neeps and tatties so she can feel Scottish again then we head through to the living room to talk. Hannah sits in a chair whilst I catch her up on the things she’s missed (or didn’t hear about through MSN/facebook) when she was away. I see her eyes glaze somewhat as I rant and rant about what’s been happening with me since college started, her head droops a little, resting on the side of the armchair, I continue regardless – even if she forgets this all in about 5 minutes time at least I’d told her about it.
Later she chums me to mine to pick up my stuff and then I head back to her’s and stay the night and we spend the next day together (the college is shut due to snow), heading to the movies to see Harry Potter and Sharon and Hannah reveal what massive HP nerds they are (as if I didn’t already know).
-I finally cave and buy Christmas presents (all online, saved my life) and then buy some presents for myself, I deserved it…..
-I spend an evening having people message me numbers for me to post on facebook with my honest opinion of them. (Amazing how many of the self-centred buggers did not return the favour!)
-Hannah comes round to stay at mine, we play some Crash Bandicoot 2 and she makes fun of the way I speak “‘Groffics’! Haha”, “I said GRAPHICS. You’ve been out of Scotland too long. I’ve always spocken like this. SHIT, I meant SPOKEN.”
The next day we’re meant to meet Tanya but are forced to stay indoors as a giant brick comes loose from the building (this place is falling apart) and threatens to fall by our front door. Emergency scaffolding is put up and Hannah later leaves through the gate in the back garden.
-I get linked so many cute hedgehog pictures it’s ridiculous.

-A middle class woman has a bit of a sob because she can’t afford to buy her solid gold Christmas presents and wrap them in caviare and silk this year.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1335550/Merry-Christmas-Along-millions-middle-class-families-I-afford-one.html
-I ask the people of facebook to post yes or no to help me decide something, the majority post yes though some post yes AND no and the decision is made, I dye my hair red.
-I realise I’ve been a blonde, brunette and redhead all the space of a few months (and there was the day my hair was black but we try not to think about that).
-Hannah proves how good a friend she is

So Hannah thinks my middle name is “George”….”It begins with a ‘g’ right?” “No.” “F?” “No.” “Come on, GIVE ME A CLUE!” – my best friend, such a good mate.

-I meet up with Hannah and Shian (then later Mark). I get mildly upset that they went on the big wheel without me but get over it when I’m offered some kind of imitation Baileys and a doughnut. We go on a ride at the German Market (and I get a chocolate éclair from the ticket guy for some reason, they don’t get one ha!). I try mulled wine for the first time, I’m not impressed. We take some coupley pictures, Hannah and I ‘pretending’ and then I head back to Hannah’s for dinner.
-Hannah and I head to Glasgow for Tanya’s birthday, sneaking some vodka into a bottle of Irn Bru and get mildly sloshed on the train to Glasgow. We meet Michael at Central then grab the tube to Tanya’s.
We play some drinking games, have some punch, eat some cake and then I have major scarf confusion as Hannah and I have pretty much exactly the same scarf in slightly different shades of blue (and I was drunk) so I go outside where Hannah is having a smoke with some of Fiona and Tanya’s friends, wrap a scarf around Hannah’s neck then walk back indoors, pick up ‘my’ scarf, conclude it can’t be mine, go back outside, take Hannah’s scarf off (all the while she’s chatting to these guys and I’m not saying anything, just consumed with my task), put that scarf around my neck and put the other one around her neck. I then look at both of them and admit I don’t have a fucking clue who’s scarf belongs to who, I admit defeat then stand and chat with Hannah and the fellow smokers.
We head back to Michael’s in a taxi with a taxi driver who talks a lot and calls Edinburgh snobby, we are forced to agree and have a laugh with him.
We get back to Michael’s thinking we were being a reasonable level of drunken noisiness (though the next day discover we actually woke Christopher up when we were walking up the street, oops). We settle down in the living room on the cushions and watch Misfits, I fall asleep (it was 4am so it’s ok) before the end of the show. I also had to sleep in the middle so I woke up several times during the night absolutely roasting, not fun. The next day Michael shows us the amazing onesie Christopher got from secret Santa.

Then we play some more Zelda and I defeat the boss Michael was a bit too scared to face himself.
-I get linked to the most difficult game in history.
http://www.foddy.net/Athletics.html
-The annual animals singing Jingle Bells gets put on youtube.

-I get linked to this trailer and am puzzled by it. Paul is entranced and states he has to buy this film.

-I re-discover this (so many youtube videos!) and maintain it’s still comedy gold.

-I work one more day than normal and subsequently get very tired leading up to Xmas and New Year.
-Jamie, Paul and I are the only people who show up for the Xmas college night out (my fault for giving everyone a day’s notice even though I had decided to do this weeks before). We go to Jeckyll and Hyde’s (where else?) then get invited to go see some ‘free’ comedy in the basement. “Why not?” we think. Well, the reasons why not which we discovered 2 hours later when it ended are: I got so cold I couldn’t feel my feet, Jamie gave me his jacket to put over my knees and I looked like an old woman in her chair, there was a gang of trolls sitting in the corner (judging by the face on one of them she really could’ve been part troll, no joke) heckling the introductory comedian, one troll makes dead baby jokes instead of letting the comedian get on with things, the comedian is not happy, the trolls walk out, there are several comedy acts, only 2 make me laugh but one of those acts (a girl) then talks loudly about “VAGINAS” for a while and I get put off, one of the acts walks on stage with bunches, welly boots and a ukulele in her hand, I turn to Jamie and say “if she has to dress like that, she’s not going to be funny”, she wasn’t, one comedy act makes a joke about Starbucks after discovering what my job is, it’s not funny, the last act is drunk because the night has been so shit and weird that he just kept drinking and hoping for the best. Finally it ends and we go to leave, they hold out a bucket for any money we want to throw their way, I chuck a few pounds in for their effort but vow never to return to that freezing basement to be subjected to such torture ever again.
-On Xmas Eve I get sick of wearing jeans and maintain that if I wear two pairs of tights with two pairs of socks over them that I can go out wearing a skirt then head to Hannah’s and go to Café Artista with her, Sharon and Phil. We drink some wine and eat pizza then head back to her’s, a bit tipsy and I have a beer and we have some smokes. I then talk Hannah’s ear off about how I feel about things, she nods and offers her opinion as best she can as is the role when you’re a best friend. I leave around midnight (and the merry xmas texts begin) and stumble home.
-Xmas day, getting text at 6am, 7am, 9am, 10am OH FUCK IT I’M GETTING UP NOW. I knew it was Xmas but somehow everyone just wanted to tell me it was and deny me sleep.
So, more wine drinking, watching tv and my grandad asking me if I’d ever read the Kama Sutra (weirdest Xmas ever), an epic meal where we all had to admit defeat even with food still on our plates. Some games of Pro Ev whilst listening to the Jam and the Stranglers, where I sucked very badly (which I will say was due to my level of inebriation and also because unlike my father and brother, I never play that goddamn game so of course I’m shit at it). So, I leave them to play because I’m so bad I figure I’m making whoever’s team I’m on lose. I watch some tv, go on facebook and drink a bit more wine. Unfortunately it’s still only about 5pm by this point and I’m drunk so that’s not fun. So I eat some gateaux and try to sober up a bit.
-I become quite philosophical with Hannah, “When a drawer is left open it ceases to exist” basically I get tired of her opening my drawers and just leaving them like that.
-As new years eve approaches I recall my resolutions for 2010 and try to figure out if I’ve fulfilled them all (I had, give or take).
-Hannah and I watch Frozen finally and piss ourselves laughing at it and then seriously wonder if wolves would really rip you to shreds like that.
-I start this GODDAMN blog (I’m writing this on the 16th of January and I started on the 29th of December, this is how long it’s taken me to actually get myself to finish this).
-I cry laughing at this.
http://damnyouautocorrect.com/2277/the-10-most-popular-dyacs-from-october-2010/

New Years Eve.

Hannah and I head to Glasgow (seriously, Glasgow has been my second home this year). As we walk to the station I get a little sad as the sky is so clear, not a cloud in sight and the one year I’m not in Edinburgh to see the fireworks is the one time it doesn’t bloody pour with rain.
Hannah and I once again sneak some booze on the train, the ticket guy goes by and asks what we’re listening to on my iPod, I say “KT Tunstall” he says “pfft” then Hannah mentions Abba and he goes “Aw yeah, Abba’s great”. When he passes later he gives us a smile, he never even checked Hannah’s ticket which is good because she didn’t pay enough for it.
Hannah has ‘Whip my Hair’ stuck in her head but forgets the correct lyrics and starts singing “I’VE GOT MY HAIR IN MY POCKET, I’VE GOT MY HAIR IN MY POCKET”.
Hannah and I make it to Michael’s (I get on the right train and I’m so proud I shout this at Michael as he meets us from the station).
Much drinking ensues, youtube music playlist making, playing with a toy helicopter and then dancing with Just Dance 2. Later singing with Lips for the Xbox (even drunk I didn’t like this and singing Tubthumper sounded like a good idea in theory but that song is so repetitive and it NEVER ENDS).
I get complimented on my dancing with Just Dance 2.

New Years approaches and we put on Jackie Bird and sing along to the band playing I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles), the countdown begins and we scream happy new year, hug and start singing (very tunelessly) Auld Laing Sine with various things in our hands to be sung into, I had a Christmas bauble in my hand to pretend was a microphone, I forget who gave it to me. We jump up and down so much I worry we’re going to go through the floor.
We totter around in various rooms, drinking some more, dancing and singing and so forth. People leave one by one and I lay down on the sofa about 4am (I think, I hope….I’m just hoping it wasn’t about 2am) and doze off in true Lydon tradition. I wake up later with a blanket over me, it’s dark and no one else is in the room and I thought everyone else who was staying over would be in the living room! I wonder where the fuck everyone is and I’m still a bit drunk but also beginning to get hungover, it’s not a good mix. I stagger to the kitchen for some water and realise Hannah and Lisa are crashed out on a mattress on the floor, well at least they hadn’t all left the flat.
I wake up a few times during the night/morning, each time with “Jump in the Line” by Harry Belfonte stuck in my head because I’d danced to it the day before.

It’s not fun.
So I think if I go on any further I’ll kind of be cheating because now it’s January 1st of 2011.

And that was 2010, some good times, some bad times but on the whole not a bad year at all.
Completed my resolutions, made some friends, lost some friends, made some more friends, broke up with someone, got broken up with, decided single life wasn’t so bad, learned some things, forgot some things, welcomed Hannah home, said goodbye to her and welcomed her home again, had lots of laughs, lots of drinks, lots of hangovers (some of the worst ever this year and always around Michael seemingly). It’s been an interesting year and all I can say now is thank God I’ve finished this bloody blog.

x

New Years Resolutions.

Three days until the year ends. I can’t believe how fast it’s gone although at the same time, everything that happened this year feels like a lifetime ago. Time is strange.

So, I’ve not written this again for a long while (this begs the question, why did I bother starting a blog if I can never be bothered writing in it?). I’ll say it’s because Hannah came home and I’ve been so very busy adoring her and following her around and pawing at her to pay attention to me that I have been unable to write about anything, anything I have written usually forms some sort of beautiful poem or sonnet telling Hannah how wonderful she is.

Anyway, so three days until the year ends and I shall see if I remember all my resolutions for this year and make up new ones for next year.

Spend more time with my friends – I think I followed this very well compared to how rubbish and anti-social I had been the year before, proud of myself for that (and I even made new friends at college, now I’m REALLY proud).

Be more positive – I think I’ve done this as well. When I was blonde people said I seemed happier than normal (also asking “do blondes really have more fun?” to which I could simply reply “I don’t know, all I’ve noticed is I trip over a lot more now.”) but I don’t know if that was due to being blonde or other things.

Achieve something by the end of the year – well, this I’m not sure if I’ve done. I could cheat and say “hey, I went to college!” or “hey, I became a supervisor!” but I’m not sure if that counts.

Get my life on track – done. Gone to college and got promoted at work, I now know what course I want to do next year and provided all goes to plan then I know in which way I want to head.

Stop using “:p” and find a more intelligent substitute – DONE! This one I am extra proud of, it took a month or so but I stopped using it altogether. Now I just say “haha” all the time, y’know, in case people take my sentence too seriously you have to tack a “haha” on the end and then it’s ok. More intelligent than “:p” but still annoying, maybe I can phase out the “haha” next year….

I don’t know if I had any more resolutions, if I did I can’t remember them.
Right so next year.

Look forward, not back but not too far forward because then you move things forward at lightning speed and get impatient when people aren’t where you are at yet. (Simply put)

Swear less or at least stop swearing in inappropriate places i.e. at work/in class/in front of small children.

Move out or at least make big steps towards moving out officially.

Stop bitching about people altogether (tough, I have always been bitchy). I can go wild with the bitching for the next 3 days but as soon as January first comes, my lips are sealed and I will say only nice things about people or make truthful observations in a polite way i.e. swapping “what a prick” for “well, he wasn’t very nice and here is why *insert factual evidence here*”. Sorted.

Have more patience, which ties in a bit with the first one but I really do need more patience in all areas of my life. Stop sighing when customers don’t pay me fast enough, stop getting annoyed with people for not moving at the same pace as me, just enjoy the now instead of speeding forward all the time.

I think that may be enough for now and I should really simplify them for easy remembering.

Well, three days and this year will be behind me. I’m hoping 2011 will be calm, drama free and relatively mundane. Could make for a boring year but if at least the first 3 months could contain no nonsense, arguments or unnecessary stress then that would be fantastic.

x

At the moment it’s Robert Sheehan, which may be due to the fact I just watched all of series one of The Misfits the other day and really like Cherrybomb as well. Mm, he’s lovely and funny.

 

 

 

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Big Fuck-off Spider

You find a big spider in your bedroom. Your next move is?

I’d freak the hell out, scream and run out the room (this has happened before whilst watching Hell Raiser, scariest thing that happened during the entire movie).

There was a big fuck-off spider in the bathroom last night that I saw out of the corner of my eye. Had to enlist the help of the father to save from its ominous presence considering it probably wasn’t going to do much but stick to the wall not moving for several days, eugh.

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