Tag Archives: just saying

I shouldn’t be allowed to dress myself sometimes…..

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because on days like today, this is what happens.

1. 4:30 of the AM

Get up.
Spend five minutes studying trousers thinking as I do so, “I don’t remember my work trousers having pockets.”
Try putting them on, then realising they don’t fit, start to panic that I’ve shrunk them in the dryer.
Spend five minutes continuing to try fitting into them, cursing myself a lot before it dawns on my that they aren’t actually my trousers.

2. 5:10 of the AM

Get in my car and spend several minutes readjusting everything as it was last driven by the other half, and wishing I could afford a car with memory seats.
Plug in my iPhone and iPod, start it up and set off. As I look at the house opposite my car park, I find I can’t read the sign by the door, 20 feet away from me. Realise I haven’t put in my contact lenses. Neither am I wearing my glasses. Life truly is a blur.

3. 2.45 of the PM

Get home from work.
Since I have nowhere else to go today, I decide to get changed into comfy clothes and veg out. This is when I realise my über comfy one piece support bra, really lives up to its name, as it appears I’ve been wearing it back to front all day.

As long as I don’t repeat myself tomorrow, I think I’ll be OK….. ;)

The random interconnectedness of all things

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or in my case how to randomly connect the string of the last few books I’ve been reading, because I’ve been bored today, and keep noticing strange connections…

Book 1 has a character called Gabriel, so does Book 2

Book 2 has a character called Fassbinder, Book 3 opens with a quote from Reiner Werner Fassbinder.

Book 3 has a character called Caroline Morrow, Book 4 was published by William Morrow.

Book 4 contains a serial killer who removes victims fingers, so does Book 5.

I wonder how long I could make this list go on for?

End of show montage

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I love TV drama series. I don’t care what country they’re produced in as long as they are good with catchy stories. There is however a commonality amongst American drama shows. The end of show montage…..

You know what I’m talking about, that piece of sentimental music that plays over shots of the main characters ‘coming to terms’ with the ‘events’ of that particular episode.

As someone who’s not a massive fan of music, I just like what I like, I usually just appreciate the scene setting of the piece and move on. Just once in a while however, something catches my attention, and whilst watching an episode of Season Two of Body of Proof, one of those once in a whiles, cam around.

I can’t stop listening to this track, and those that surround it on Andrew Belle’s album, “The Ladder”

If you enjoyed that, or if you like those montage scenes, maybe next time you watch one, use SoundHound, or Shazam to point you in the direction of the music that’s being used. There are some hidden gems out there we all need to discover….

And still they try…..

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Following on from recent my post about spam comments, here’s the interesting example of one trying to get through to me today…

So there’s this girl in my class that I always catch looking at me. We make eye contact for like 2 seconds and then she or I look away. She’s been looking at me ever since we started university, which was in October until now. In the first lesson we had on October, I saw her look at me like 5 times. On Monday of this week, she was also looking at me while I was doing the experiment and when I looked back at her, she looked away after a second. After the experiment, we had to go to a lecture and when I was turned around to sit down, I saw her next to me but she moved cos her friend wanted to sit at the front. So I told my friend about it and my friend was watching her and my other friend came to sit next to me. My friend put her bag on the table which was covering me and this other friend who was watching her said to me that she looked over my friend’s bag to look at me. And I kinda saw that she did too. So what does this mean? I liked her from the beginning too. When I first saw her, I thought that she’s very pretty. I really want to get to know her before it’s too late. What makes it worse is that I’m a girl too… please don’t judge me. I really want to talk to her but I’m shy.

I’d like to think that the people behind these comments are coming up with such prose themselves, but it’s more likely they’ve just pinched it from someone else’s website.