Proper update time!
I'm so not gay for the internet. Recently, I have found it very hard to bring myself to update any of my online journals or to talk to all the people I have on friends lists, people I like, and I feel I'm missing out on stuff by not talking to them. I recently got bollocked at work for using the internet too much (because most days I have fuck all to do. Actually that's a lie, but our deadlines are so far in the future it feels like I have nothing to do) and I kind of got all guilty and decided to turn over a new leaf. (She says, typing up a journal entry while the boss is in a meeting)
So, I knuckled down and did my work, well ahead of deadline. Everything I had on. Wrote and edited the articles for the mini magazine I'm the editor of, in record time, wrote bits of copy for a mailing that hasn't even been designed, everything. Well guess what? I now have no work to do, and since I can't really abuse the internet any more, I really am doing absolutely nothing. I have read the crappy women's mags we have lying around in the name of research. I can't look for a new job since everyone can see my screen. Why oh why didn't I take more advantage of my old hidden position! When i get in I can't be arsed to look! Bugger.
I have inexplicably managed to cultivate an eBay addiction despite my net-ban, with 4 things arriving for me in the last 2 days. I'm sure Goods-in think I've robbed a bank or something. I somehow need to console myself for the monotony of my every day with things I don't need. They are awesome things though. A pink yoga mat for my classes, an amazing flouncy crinoline petticoat for wearing under the big 50s wasp waisted skirt I'm going to make for Christmas, a new pashmina scarf thing and a cool rockabilly King Kerosene bag. I need these things. Neeeed.
Outside of work, though, things are great. McKelvie is ill at the moment with a fluey virus and lip-AIDS (a coldsore) so I can't have any kisses tonight, wah wah. But we are really happy. He took me out for dinner on saturday night, which, despite tearing across london to make the train and pointless bickering while getting ready was completely awesome. Our flat is messy most of the time, there's just not enough space. But it will be rectified with an ikea trip in the near future.
I have been playing a lot of Urban Dead and Puzzle Pirates at home (and at work in the morning before my boss arrives) and planning all the things I'm going to sew. And buy. I need a corset/girdle thing to wear under (or over!) the skirt I'm making, but now Jamie has money I can actually treat myself to stuff! I'm not materialistic, honest!
But now we have more money there's people we need to hang out with! Dotty! Charley! You need a visit! and others. Many many others!
That's all for now. The boss will be back soon!
I'm so not gay for the internet. Recently, I have found it very hard to bring myself to update any of my online journals or to talk to all the people I have on friends lists, people I like, and I feel I'm missing out on stuff by not talking to them. I recently got bollocked at work for using the internet too much (because most days I have fuck all to do. Actually that's a lie, but our deadlines are so far in the future it feels like I have nothing to do) and I kind of got all guilty and decided to turn over a new leaf. (She says, typing up a journal entry while the boss is in a meeting)
So, I knuckled down and did my work, well ahead of deadline. Everything I had on. Wrote and edited the articles for the mini magazine I'm the editor of, in record time, wrote bits of copy for a mailing that hasn't even been designed, everything. Well guess what? I now have no work to do, and since I can't really abuse the internet any more, I really am doing absolutely nothing. I have read the crappy women's mags we have lying around in the name of research. I can't look for a new job since everyone can see my screen. Why oh why didn't I take more advantage of my old hidden position! When i get in I can't be arsed to look! Bugger.
I have inexplicably managed to cultivate an eBay addiction despite my net-ban, with 4 things arriving for me in the last 2 days. I'm sure Goods-in think I've robbed a bank or something. I somehow need to console myself for the monotony of my every day with things I don't need. They are awesome things though. A pink yoga mat for my classes, an amazing flouncy crinoline petticoat for wearing under the big 50s wasp waisted skirt I'm going to make for Christmas, a new pashmina scarf thing and a cool rockabilly King Kerosene bag. I need these things. Neeeed.
Outside of work, though, things are great. McKelvie is ill at the moment with a fluey virus and lip-AIDS (a coldsore) so I can't have any kisses tonight, wah wah. But we are really happy. He took me out for dinner on saturday night, which, despite tearing across london to make the train and pointless bickering while getting ready was completely awesome. Our flat is messy most of the time, there's just not enough space. But it will be rectified with an ikea trip in the near future.
I have been playing a lot of Urban Dead and Puzzle Pirates at home (and at work in the morning before my boss arrives) and planning all the things I'm going to sew. And buy. I need a corset/girdle thing to wear under (or over!) the skirt I'm making, but now Jamie has money I can actually treat myself to stuff! I'm not materialistic, honest!
But now we have more money there's people we need to hang out with! Dotty! Charley! You need a visit! and others. Many many others!
That's all for now. The boss will be back soon!
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when I get in to work tommorrow i'll see if i can find who makes them now..i couldnt find the manufacturer on the net, and i had thought that they had sold the brand quite a few years back to luxottica, but they don't list them as being one of their's now.
they used to be acetate , so no problems with glazing, and the shape should be gorgeous on you, so so long as they feel good i'd go with it.
Sorry I know these things are annoying but it gives us all something to do!