Horoscopes part 2

Having decided to live my entire life by what the horoscopes tell me to do following their particularly accurate and not-coincidental-at-all advice on Monday and Tuesday I found in the papers on Thursday the happy news that I should "Go out and spend a load of money to cheer yourself up"

WOOHOOO! I'm not one to believe in bogus claptrap like religion or other related psychobabble but if Mystic Meg tells me to go out and crack the credit card out and get lashed then who am I to argue. So far so good.

Friday was a little less of a self-indulgent one, and i was told that I had to listen to some of my friends opinions over the weekend for a change. So give me some opinions and I promise I'll listen to you this weekend cos the astrologer told me to.

This is a one-off so you'd better make the most of it.

Demonstration eyeballs

I went to the opticians the other day to get some contact lenses for carnical annd while there I thought I would look into the more snazzy cosmetic ones too.

The optician was really nice and gave me a few trial coloured lenses to try out.

Today I went down to Brighton with Mr S and The Amber one and in a bit of a rush out the door I thought I'd slip the contacts in.

Having brown eyes naturally, the orange wasn't immediately noticed on the train and when I turned to Mr S and asked him if he noticed the eyes, he hadn't. So I pointed them out and got him to look a little closer.

As he peered inwards he said

"Actually geezer the colour isn't exactly obvious but why the hell have they got the word 'DEMO' written across them?"

"They do?! Shit!" I had previously harboured fantasies of getting hundreds of free contact lenses from opticians and having ladies peering deeply into my eyes drawn like moths to flames to their mystical artificial allure. So much for that plan. May as well tell em I get all my clothes from Oxfam as well. Back to the drawing board then.

A mountain to climb

I took up a beginners climbing course the other day and was dead pleased to find that not only did my course only have one other person on it, that other person was female and a babe.

After a couple of hours of course, I thought we were getting on quite well and that maybe I could stand a chance next week. I made her smile and everything.

It was only when I got down the pub I realised that I had been wearing my T-shirt back to front the whole time and that she was most likely laughing at me in pity.

D'oh.

Horoscopes

Having left teaching at the end of last term I started work as an e-learning advisor in auniversity a few weeks back. It's been a pretty tough few weeks, mainly trying to get my head around the structure of university and how it works, but also trying to adapt to now being a passive resource rather than an active one.

Being totally bored at work and in the UK in general I have started serious daydreaming lately. The words "GO TO VIETNAM!" have shot through my head more than once and I have been actively looking at the international jobs boards to see if it's a possibility.

It's not that I can't do the job I have, I just find that the pace is so different from schools, and I'm not on the front line. In short, I feel that advising on e-learning so someone else can do the teaching hasn't come to easily to me. Still, just because something is hard doesn't mean it's not worth trying to do.

So on Monday, I was daydreaming about when I could next shoot off to the sun and, sat on the train I picked up the free rag and read the horoscope, which read,

Bored at work? Why not plan a holiday so you have something to look forward to. That will calm your nerves.


Damn. That sounds like a good idea. So I started planning to go to Trinidad for carnival next year.

Yesterday I was sat around daydreaming on the train about when I could soonest get back in to a classroom when I picked up the same rag and it said

Don't make any rash decisions. It may be a drag at the moment but it will be a good investment if you just stick it out


Bloody hell. It's like Mystic Meg is watching me!

So I've decided, on the basis of this evidence to leave all future decisions to the the horoscope dudes who write in the London evening papers.

Watch this space...

NOOOO Carnival season is over


Thames Festival Night Carnival, originally uploaded by Mr Jam.

Just enough time to get one more in though...

The final countdown

Just to check
>>>has the large hadron collider destroyed the world yet?<<<

Camping the Israeli army way

I saw this in the bus station while waiting to go from Jerusalem to the Dead Sea.



They just don't make soldiers like they used to.

The room/flat situation deepens

I've been looking for a new place to stay, and have checked the Guntree South of the river (wimbledon, roehampton, putney) and north of the river (Hammersmith, Ladbroke Grove) and today the situation has got so bad I have been looking at the gay section.

Personally I am not sure how a room can be gay and I don't know why it should matter that there is a gay person in the house, but I have noticed that in the gay section they have ROOMshares, where you stay in not just the same house but the same room.

Not yet sure I am ready for that one.

Ripped off and pissed off

So this week I haven't been on the internet a lot because I have been trying to move into a flat. I found out that the guy I paid the money to, isn't actually the owner and he's tried to rip me off £1300 and hasn't given me a contract.

As a result I find myself without a roof over my head and he now has a months rent.

His name is Richard Boardman, and he's a lawyer, so if you ever come across this name watch out as he will rip you off.