I'M SORRY!!!

I don't update. I know this.

Life gets in the way of my veg time.

I'll give you a brief list of things that have happened since September...

- I turned 24
- I saw Cheap Trick live
- I cut my hours at work through fear of going mad
- I discovered the joy of mulled cider
- I've decided I want a baby. Sooner rather than later.
- I've put on a stone
- Went to the Erotica show and wasn't pleased with it
- I stopped taking my IBS pills
- I punched someone on a public bus

Fuck it, I'm tired.

I'm fully away that it's been a month since my last update.
I am currently suffering from stress exhaustion, a lack of substance in my life, all over body pain and a mild hangover.

Today is the start of my week free from the evil clutches of work. Tomorrow I have a hair appointment booked in which I plan to chop it all off as short as I can go in the hopes of work not bugging me about tieing my hair back.
I have also booked a full body massage to cure my aching back.

Until I have better news I shall leave you with this:

Hello.

Arggghhh, right.
I'm sorry that it seems like I've abandoned the internet but I honestly haven't.
Truth be told I just have hardly any free time anymore.

I'm still working at L'Occitane almost four months on and every day I'm in that shop seems to go slower and slower. It doesn't help that the assistant manager - named 'Eurgh' by the lovely Radish - is a hellbitch and that I don't get home until 10pm three nights a week (stupid new extended hours).
At the moment we're overrun by cockroaches in the store. They are everywhere and we find them dotted around the store dead at least once or twice a week. It's given us all the creeps when having to get something from a darker corner of the stock room now.
I'm getting along really well with two team members I never thought I'd talk to properly - lets call them Fig and Reat - and they are the only reason I feel bothered to go in most mornings.

As well as that, I've noticed that this job as made me into a very angry person.
I have little patience, I snap at people who use the shop as a walk way and I lose my temper at customers who are clearly idiots that can't read.
I don't like being angry but it's hard not to be when you see how annoying, rude and stupid people can actually be.

I'm not a fan of the location anymore either. It's a tourist spot full of people and street entertainers. Fun for visitors but not fun for people that work there and need to get out and through quickly to grab some lunch. Customers cannot speak a word of English but still talk to you in their own language and cuss when you can't work out what's being said (this isn't me being an ignorant bitch as I've tried learning languages and nothing stays in my head :( ).
Roll on September...I have a week's holiday booked off.

Right, to my two day a week life...
The Mister and I see each other whenever I manage to get a day off. It's nice but I need to arrange a day next week to see other people. My younger cousin wants to catch up and I miss her like crazy so I'm hoping mister will be alright with it.

I've found a beauty therapy college with it's on built in spa site so, during my holiday, I shall be booking a full body massage, facial, pedicure...the works.

I've booked tickets for Erotica 2010 so roll on November for mine and the Mister's pervy day together.

I'm still on all the tablets.
I don't think I said that the doctor got me on Beta-Blockers as well now. They're for my IBS and a little bit for all the anxiety problems. The dose she put me on made me extra depressed so I cut it all down myself and I think something may be happening now.

I really did have more to say but I'm about ready to collapse in my bed. Another day of work tomorrow :(

The Bastards!!

My mister had his guitar stolen.

I hope whoever did that gets hit by a heavy vehicle!

Glastonbury baby!!!

The first bit of news I have is that The Mister's band are performing at Glastonbury this year!!
On three separate stages!

We're all really proud and excited for the boys and hope that someone important is going to see them and hopefully get them signed (the mister has my shoe fetish to fund after all).

I'm still working my arse off at L'Occitane under a fabulous boss but a bitch of an assistant manager. It feels like her mission in life is to make everyone else's a misery and boy does she do it well.
I get yelled at for the most ridiculous of things (not changing a water bowl that I was nowhere near the whole day and therefore had no idea it needed changing) and she takes her fowl moods out on me by making me hoover both floors (even if downstairs has been untouched all day) and giving me a bollocking for not checking the floor to her stupid standards.

It never happens when the actual boss is around. She's one of the nicest and fairest people I think I've met. It's a shame.

I went to see Rage Against the Machine a few weeks ago at Finsbury park.
Well, the plan was to see them but I left the gig early due to a punch in the ribs and a mosh pit trampling to end all mosh pit tramplings. Some idiot flipped out because he couldn't get past me and some other bloke at the barrier, so he punched us both to get over. I then lost momentum with the crowd and fell down underneath jumping feet. A couple of guys found me under there and managed to help me up so I could push through and collapse for a bit on the side. I could hear rage from there but couldn't see them.
So that has upset me a little bit.
The silver lining is that I saw The Gallows and Gogol Bordello live and they were AWESOME. Crowd surfing on a drum was brilliant and I was involved in my first ever wall of death (it hurt but it was fun!). I tried curried goat for the first time and laid on the grass in the rain with a cider in my hand and a Rage t-shirt for a pillow.

Another bit of news is that I'm currently on Beta Blockers.
It's for the whole IBS problem but so far all they've done is made me extra sleepy and I've only been taking the things for a month. I'm pretty sure they're also part of the reason I fainted during my blood donation the other week. Ah well.

I'd better get my bum moving. I have to help the Mister sort out his camping bits and bobs ready for the weekend.

Kinky interlude

This is my new baby:

Good old Lovehoney...

http://www.lovehoney.co.uk/product.cfm?p=15542

Stuff and Tings.

I know...I know...It's been forever and a day since I've blogged about anything.

So, I've been with L'Occitane since the 12th of April and the manager of the store I'm usually in offered me a full time contract with them. This means I now have a full time job.
I actually doubt it would have happened if I hadn't have handed in my notice a few weeks ago. I had an interview at Dorothy Perkins and was offered a job with them. After I handed my notice in, my manager said she was sad that I wanted to go, then spent a few days afterward trying to offer me things to stay with the company. I eventually got the hours I was looking for so I have decided to stay.

It's actually not so bad there now I'm settled in. I get along with the manager and the rest of my workmates (aside from the assistant manager who is a little hit and miss on the personality side of things). I can't say I love it and want to work in a shop for the rest of my days, but it feels alright for the time being and that's what counts.

One thing I REALLY don't like at the moment is the fact that I've had a stalker for the last few days.
I was taking out the rubbish the other day and this guy in the shop opposite kept staring at me. On my final trip, as I came out of the bin cellar, he was stood outside waiting for me.
He tried to ask me out and I said I wasn't interested then he ended up waiting for me outside the shop and following me home!!! I've made it clear a few times that I am not interested but he won't bugger off.
He turned up at work yesterday as I was serving a customer. By that time I had let all my workmates know so they were aware of who he was straight away. As soon as I finished serving I ran downstairs and everyone else delt with him. That freaked me out so much that I rang the mister to come and pick me up once I'd finished (if he wasn't able to then everyone from work said they'd walk me to the bus stop).

I know he works at the cafe across the square from me so my manager wants us to go over there with me and let his manager know what he's been up to.

In other news, the Mr and I went to Brighton for the day last week. His friend is opening up an ice cream shop so we went to see the place and wander around to take a look at the competition.
Ben and I then went for a walk around and a lay on the beach.


That's been it with me.
I'll let you know more about Mr Stalker as it happens (because I doubt I've seen the last of him).

Stay groovy xxx