Friday, 24 June 2005

It's a Done Deal

We've done it, we are married. Thanks to everyone who came to the ceremony xx

Thursday, 23 June 2005

Take Me To The...On Time

Tomorrow is THE day. I am counting on you, Leebo and Rob. I will be driving to the Registry Office in my dress, in my Herald. It will be all over when someone says "I do"...

Wednesday, 22 June 2005

What a Turn-Outer

After F.O.R.B. to old mates, I was invited for a sit-in in a garden, which turned into a BBQ.

Now, I really am not a berbie person, I just don't see the attraction of grilled food, unless they are fresh sea-food (preferably alive... Um, they are the best and that's why I don't do BBQ.) I mean, what's the bloody point of charcoaling burgers when it tastes so much better off a drive-thru? I don't think chicken tastes good when it's overcooked, which is always the case in berbies as people want to make sure it is indeed cooked. Let alone sausages, god, can't stand them anyhow, why would I want carbonised version in buns??

The thing is, every time I get to go to BBQ I am more interested in how much I get to drink, while staying away from all the smoky stuff. Then I somehow ALWAYS end up being in charge of the fire.

There are usually a bunch of guys who THINKS they can get the fire going, and just very good at making black smoke, and after colouring sausages in black I kinda have to quietly step in for a smoother running.

All you ever need to do is to start a flame, and put coals over it, not the other way around... What makes them think the flame will simmer DOWN into cold coals??

Anyway, so we started fire, and people chopped chicken and pork, varieties of veg, and the next thing I know I was sat in front of the fire, skewing and spicing the meat and veg... Oh, am so OCD. Why can't I let it go and let someone else do this whole thing? It would be funnier on the premise of them screwing it up, in a funny, summery sort of way...

Tomato, Chicken, Onion with jerk seasoning
Pork, Apple, Peppers with cumin and coriander
Chicken with lime and chilli

It took over 2 hrs to cook 12 kebabs, and they were lovely. The whole day turned out to be so perfect, except for the fact I found out that I am now going out with a bongo owner...

Monday, 20 June 2005

He Has a Point, but F.O.R.B.

I cannot fight a fight where there is no common ground for us to reach.

Went to see the people from my old work, as it is customary for them to go to Upin after the Summer Ball, till they pass out (most of them are just out of 15 hr shift, and some were out of 24 hr shift.)

I was not allowed to work in the Ball this year, but I really wanted to be part of it, so I popped in to see familiar faces.

They were welcoming for about 30 sec, before they all started taking the piss. Arty Tommy actually told to my face, looking into my eyes,

"When are you gonna get that I hate you? Why? Because you are so bloody annoying."

This is pretty standard, but then others started raising hands when I jokingly responded,
"Oh, so you want me to leave?"

It is never nice to find out that your friends of past 3 years actually hate you and your principles.
"You came here uninvited, barging in on us, and you have talked nothing but your ceremony and your boyfriend, FUCK OFF!!"

My old boss shouted at me, muttering that I needed to hear. It all happened in a very smiley friendly air. Hard to explain how it was possible for that to happen.

I will never speak to them again.

I never, in my life, have, and will shout at someone who's opinion wouldn't agree with mine. I have my reasons for my way of living, and I am well prepared to tell you how and why, but I have no desire to convince you so your head turn around to the other way. I never sacrifice somebody's life for my own happiness, and I always assume that my existence is never a plus to anyone, if not a minus.

Besides, I worked my arse off for you all, I say ALL, for 3 yrs, and this is the reception I receive? Fuck you all.

Sunday, 19 June 2005

Happy Summer Ball!!

This is the first one I am not working/attending in 9 yrs. (Well, I never fully attended as a guest, actually.)

Last year I worked 13 hr shift, and found out that my pay was on the minimum wage instead of the standard 9 quid per hour summer ball wage. Never again.

Have a great time, people, with King Rolf.

Friday, 17 June 2005

Time Out / Current mood: distressed

I had a to-do list, I followed them strictly, AND I forgot to order rings in time!?!

Now we won't have rings for the ceremony!!

Oh, let's just hope we will at least have shoes for Dunny or she will show up in barefoot for an Alicia Silverstone style wedding.

Oh, no, no, no, NO rings??? (Still dazed...)

Wednesday, 15 June 2005

Damn, I Dropped 'em

Well, so he says why don't we go out, and it was quid a drink night in Upin, so I buy myself 2, which was topped up later. And went back to his, and was chatting to Hanabo and then, while having a couple of cans.

THEN, for some reason, I decided to clear the glasses. That's how I broke 2 and a half glasses last night.

What was the worst bit, was, after apologizing, I started the philosophy on how things will not remain in eternity. Am crap.

I think my cold is coming back for rekindle. Go away.