Ari and Lizzie

Hello folks,

( Things! )
Lizzie xxx

* not really

Lunchtime update today, if I can squeeze it in.

( Read more... )

I realise for a paragraph that started 'oh my, how lovely' that ended rather negatively. But it was lovely. I stayed home and Ari made mushroom soup and rubbed my feet and we caught up on Glee. Sunday, we went for a cat feeding mission again, then it was Sketchy's, which Ari was hosting again, then we went to Chop Chop to spend the £25 voucher they sent me. Hurrah!

2. On Friday I finished up my hours at Magnetic North. There may be a future there, but for now I pleased to have finished up that section of work, because it didn't quite go according to plan (my fault) and was stressing me a lot. Big weight off my shoulders.

3. Then I came home and, Ari was at uni getting pissed (HUGE deadline for her on Friday, lots of assignments in, she now has only her dissertation and no more classes) so I rearranged the furniture. I moved the sideboard sideways, and we now have it set up so the printer is a thing we can actually get to, and put paper in and stuff. Crazy biscuits. I can't remember if I mentioned this, but John and I investigated the attic a couple of weeks ago which was very fun. I am planning to box up a few things we need to keep but don't really need (like photos, and a Virgin Media box which they told us we have to keep (wtf btw?)) and stick them in the attic. It's part of a master plan to Sort Out The Study, which is part of a larger master plan to Sort Out The House, which is part of a larger master plan to Sort Out My Life

4. Went to a taster Zumba class, at the newly-reopened Calton Centre. It's only £4, and next to my house, so I think I might start going regularly.

5. Interviewed Tim Minchin. After a certain amount of delay in timings their end, I got put through, via the PR . It's the first time I've not just had someone's direct line to call. Obviously he's Too Big for that kind of thing. Still, it was exciting. 'Hello, Lizzie from The Skinny' he said 'Hello, Tim' I said, and managed not to giggle.

My feelings about Tim Minchin are in fact very mixed. I love his style, and the way he approaches comedy, and I'm really excited about his orchestra tour. I loved his Pope song because it got down to the important stuff, and 'White Wine in the Sun' has become an intrinsic part of Christmas in our household. But he's also a very Angry Atheist to the point of blind bitterness and losing track of aforementioned important stuff.

I had hoped to maybe get into all that a bit more with him, but I wasn't given much time, so I didn't. He asked me what I thought of Storm and what my views on religion v rationalism etc were. Re-listening to the poem afterwards, what I think is that it's bitter and self-contradictory. However, when he asked me I hadn't heard it in a long time, so all I could remember was it being quite forthrightly skeptical. I said that I thought skepticism could go too far sometimes, but that I really liked the Pope song and that my wife was Australian and we listened to White Wine in the Sun every Christmas, and cried. He said that was fantastic. I blushed.

Mostly because I still do occasionally, when coming out to people. I sometimes still feel awkward using the word 'wife', I suppose because it's not legally correct. I persist in doing it because I believe that is part of my small action to change society, but sometimes I blush. But it was also because I got a chance to tell the writer of one of my favourite ever songs that I loved it, and he seemed dead pleased. Hee hee.

Am planning a blog  / series of blogs about the whole religion/skepticism debate and may possibly use 'Storm' as a jumping off point. Let's see if that actually happens.

He direct messaged me on Twitter to say thank you. I giggled.

I am so contrary.

6. Got excited about a job and, after three phonecalls and two emails, was told the job did not exist, despite still being advertised. I know, illegal. I didn't report them because by that point it was the day before the advertised deadline. Seemed a bit pointless. There's another job being advertised at the moment that is quite shiny, so fingers crossed.

Ok,. that shot a tiny bit over my lunch hour. Better skedaddle, kids.

Have an aces week,

Lxxxx

Hi,

This was originally going to be called something like 'equilibrium'. But that was broken somewhat yesterday.

I'll keep this chronological, though. Skip to 4 if you like. Alternatively, skip 4 entirely. It's a bit bleak and personal and the whole thing is much cheerier without it.

( many-things )

I hope you all have lives filled with love of all kinds, today and every day


xxxx

 Hello!

Happy brand spanking new year! I think it's going to be excellent.

( to-begin... )
Fifty-two Happy Mondays to you all xxxxxxxxx

 Hello,
( this-week's-nonsense )

Hello!

What a busy week I have been having.
( Things )

Have an ace week!

Lizzie xxxxxx

Hello!

( sickness-studying-boilers-money-vouchers-driving-emily-alcohol )

Love and joy to all around. October approaches.

Lizzie xxxx

I should be working but I am not. I am writing this instead. Lizzie is at the club and I am here, manning the office. I'm trying to do some very very boring data entry. I have Eddie Izzard on in the background in the next room, but this has the unfortunate effect of making me feel I am missing out on a party on the other side of the wall. I can't hear it properly, but I can hear them laughing. Laughing at miserable, supposed to be working me.

Poor me. Oh well. I am especially missing Georgie, Sian and Morag, seperately and for their own qualities. Can anyone confirm the rumour I have heard that Georgie is turning into a filthy hippie? If it is true, then yay! Welcome to greasy hair and clothes that smell like pot pourri. Of course Georgie will wash her hair and she will always smell of high street perfume.

My passport is coming back, having been accidentally sent to Melbourne. In it will hopefully be a visa home. Huzzah! Soon also will be Lizzie's rejection of her application to stay here, meaning that we will be home in August, looking browned and relaxed and full of culture, having just been to Fiji for research purposes (and swimming and sunbathing on beaches. Oh yes.) That's only a couple of months away, you know. That's really cool.

Much lurve. Happy birthday Erin.

Ari.