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Morning, bit wet out. Good weekend?
Friday: North London Beer Festival
Saturday: Beers and Caribou
Sunday: Antigone at the Barbican and burgers
10/10 would weekend again
Fri: fell over texting a DiSer in Russell Square in spectacular fashion (moral of story: DON'T TEXT AND WALK), now very bruised. Then went to a beer festival. Bumped into TWO DiSers
Sat: Dulwich Picture Gallery (most middle class place I have ever been to), rugby.
Sun: mooching. Geffrye Museum. Curry.
Have a really busy week and I'm pub quizzing tonight.
and needed another pint!
Was gutted that most of the beers I wanted to try were off when I got there :(
Was enough variety until 8ish when everything started to run out :(
Friday; work was boring, so i went home and found my old laptop and started to play some RCT2. daughter has started saying "hi" when people come into the room, so did that for a while.
Sat; went to the radio station to record some shows but the Windows XP machine fell over and i lost a full show. threw a pen at the "ON AIR" sign in disgust. met my mum and dad for lunch at his junior football team's new bar and grill: 7/10. a bit pricey. then took my wife home and then daughter and I went and did mothers day stuff, bumping into my "The Ex" in the car park of the shopping centre. first time i've seen her since i got married (not to her, obviously) and am now a dad. went surprisingly well. bought some mother's day stuff. went home and had a chinese.
Sun; woke early and gave first mother's day gifts from daughter. then went to troon and wandered along the beach, having a picnic. dog was loving it; first time the four of us have been out since xmas i think. spent the evening after bathtime and story time swearing in the garage as i tried to clean the chainset and gearing on my bike. fuck that.
Entertained wor lass's cousins and nephews. Ate Vietnamese style sandwiches. Watched a very poor Vince Vaughn film. Went to the gym.
Mrs Knees said, thats Vince Vaughn....I flicked on through the channels.
still grumpy as hell!
got a long but quiet day at work so plan to get some serious work done, all soundtracked by the new k dot album.
Finally finished a project at work which has gone on for months and has been the most stressful thing I've ever been involved with. Now that it's over I can go back to wasting my days listening to podcasts and posting on here again.
Weekend was alright. GF was away so it was mostly just playing ps4 in my pyjamas and drinking beer.
When you get autographs and memorabilia etc but arrived so late to it that only person 'famous' that was there was a Middle Aged guy who claimed he was one if those teddy bear things (Eewalks?) from Star Trek, wasn't even a midget, said he was just a kid when they filmed it and he had just grown into an adult (as per) Still got his autograph like for my collection but set me back £15 and feel a bit hard done by. Apparently I missed a guy who was a Dalek by 5 mins but already have 5-7 of them already so wasn't too concerned
Tired after the weekend.
Friday: Jamming with my friends after work, then a house party, then myself and a friend stayed up 'til five in the morning talking and catching up.
Saturday: Cleaned the house, read the papers then headed to a gig and yet another house party afterwards. That got messy and I fell home at six in the morning.
Sunday: Didn't get up 'til six. Went for food and called my Mam for Mother's Day. In bed early then.
I've a book club meeting tonight and I've only read about twenty pages of the book. Going to have to welly through it on my breaks and when I'm home.
My phone is on its last legs. The screen is only intermittently working. Dang. At least I can get Tinder now with a new phone.
Goodbye Nokia Asha 300, you've served me well.
Friday off for INTERVIEW then doing various life admin chores (bike fixed, new glasses, etc.)
Saturday evening was gf's birthday party at our house, which was fun.
Sunday the gf's parents visited and we went for lunch. Was perfectly bearable.
Today: keeping my head down at work and obsessively refreshing my personal email. Follow up "FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE HIRE ME I'M GOOD GOOD GOOD AND OH SO SMART" email already sent.
(waiting game sucks, let's play Hungry Hungry Hippos)
COME ON GUYS
It's great here. Third pina colada of the day already, Smee brothers are dominating the fußball table, banks has taken a group off to go skinny-dipping, and moker's passed out on a sunbed in a three-piece suit.
Only in work 1 1/2 days this week and that is a jolly good thing.
yeah, weekend was good:
- Friday - dinner at friends' house. Ridiculously full afterwards. Very tasty though.
- Saturday - morning spent getting things ready for mothers' day - getting two children to engage in craft activities and not kill each other / trash the house in the process. Afternoon spent at Church Farm - usual mix of cute animals and play equipment. Curry in the evening
- Sunday - mothers' day things - presented mrs ccb with a hamper of goodies. more craft activities. fed the ducks. evening pre-work dread.
This morning is nowhere near as bad as anticipated. Yet.
Friday: Watched that inflated Hobbit five armies rubbish.
Saturday: Did loads of housework, read Charles Burns' Black Hole, fucked about on the playstation for a bit.
Sunday: Walked to GF's house and fed her cat, did a medium-shop, then did loads of work whilst half-watching Watchmen. It's better if you half-watch it.
Monday: GF is back today (yay). Saw a friend on the way to work who's in a really bad way at the moment (boo). Yesterday's working has made this morning really easy (yay).
WHAT IS THIS
A basket's worth.
outside my work. Nice Monday.
I may need to go to either Aberdeen or Tunisia later, I am hoping the former as I'm mot sure where my passport is.
(sorry to sound like a concerned parent)
I have two passports and can never find either of them. I had one on thursday as I was on a flight but nobody asked to see my ID and I'm not too sire what happened to it. Latest client development however, thankfully, is that tunisia is coming to me and not vice versa. Might still have to go to Aberdeen tonight though, which is a hateful prospect.
spent the whole time drinking whilst listening to records, playing videogames or watching sport. I had a to do list - I did not do well with it.
in the sandwich of a winning Welsh rugby team.
Caribou was pretty shit on Saturday night, kind of annoyed as it took up a pretty huge chunk of time with the gf this weekend. Oh well. Only 9 working days until a huuuuuge 12 days off work, so just need to power through.
Also, new Kendrick eh? What a great day to be in back-to-back meetings :(
(sorry, have always found them like the Emperor's New clothes and dull as hell). Nothing worse than going to something like that, that eats into your whole night and not enjoying it. you have 12 days off soon though :)
The girlfriend *loves* them though and booked the tickets and trains down from Newcastle all specially for it... I originally had kinda said she should just take someone else but then I figured it was more important to spend time with her so went anyway.
Took me one, actual, literal hour to buy 2 pints in between Koreless and Caribou, leaving her stood alone in the middle of Brixton Academy as the crowd grew around her. When I finally got back we were surrounded by utter pilled-up cunts and people were constantly pushing past us throughout (one of the many reasons I hate Brixton Academy). Anyway we left early in the end and she was a bit gutted but I refrained from saying 'told you so'. Vent over :)
BRIXTON ACADEMY. Arse hole of universe. You are a very good boyfriend.
(I was really drunk though) Was stood by the statues near the women's toilets so had quite a bit of room and a good view and just sort of blissed myself out watching it. I enjoy seeing how some bands like that make their music (I don't know if that makes sense).
Agree with you RE: bar queues tho- completely mad. We ended up getting two tiny wines each in a pint glass. Big mistake.
so that I could get up early on Saturday for our crucial top-of-the-table hockey match. And we won! We beat the team placed top 5-1 and we've won the league with a game to spare. Hurrah! Then the afternoon was spent drinking, watching hockey and rugby and then going to two birthday parties in the evening.
Yesterday we went to Shackfuyu, the new Bone Daddies restaurant - it seemed much sharper and more on point than their other places. The mayonnaise alone justified the trip. Plus they played Faster by the Manics on the stereo while we were there. Well worth a visit.
Then I spent the afternoon tidying up my portfolio and applying for a couple of jobs.
Solid weekend, 10/10.
Not a bad result against 2nd top either. I'm guessing your success was overshadowed by your 1s getting relegated?
Cooked a meal for me and girlfriend on Friday. She's recently recovered from being unwell so it was nice to treat her. I casually put some soul music on the stereo and gave her a good going over.
Saturday was dull dull dull as we waded through bed shops. Beds are expensive and there's not as many bed shops or choice of beds as you would expect.
I played Camel Cup and Hanabi yesterday. Went to the gymnasium. First time there. You need your 8 (eight) digit passcode to get into the building, then the gym then the changing rooms.
I made a shortlist for a pub crawl too. How great is London for pubs. Got waaaaaay too many and now need to cut the list down.
Was all going swimmingly until we left the house on Sunday to buy a new bathroom. Saw the elderly lady who lives 2 doors down on the street in some distress asking us to help her husband who'd had a fall.
We rushed into her house, and my wife rang an ambulance, but we realised pretty much immediately that he had died. The paramedics were there really quickly, but whilst en route they were talking me through rolling him onto his back and checking if he was still alive - very difficult with his wife in the same room.
Ended up spending hours there until we managed to track down her family. All of her phone numbers were in a tatty note book, pages falling out, numbers crossed out, she could barely read them. So sad.
I'd only met the guy a couple of times but was in floods when his family arrived.
I'd been on a beer brewing course the day before and I think I was still drunk. Didn't feel real.
life is so upsetting.
watched the latest Louis CK stand-up show, stayed up far too late and managed to wake up my housemates. In my defense I only act like an inconsiderate belm about once a month.
Saturday: Spent most of it slightly hungover, still managed to go to BJJ and scrape a good portion of the skin off my feet. Went out later on to watch Chappie, which was surprisingly enjoyable and had a burger at the Gourmet Kitchen accidentally touched a waitresses bum whilst draping my jacket on my chair (I was basically looking at the person I was with rather than where my arms were) apologized profusely but still felt like a bit of a letch.
Sunday: Watched Still Alice, which was excellent, brilliant cinematography, and Julianne Moore's performance was totally spellbinding. Drank some bourbon at The Lex and tried and failed to watch more House of Cards. Couldn't sleep much last night, and just when I was nodding off I had a fairly horrific dream involving a former gf being killed by a taxi, thanks brain...you dick.
wrote far too much/10
Cannot be remotely fucked today, ended up drinking a few more beers than intended yesterday.
Weekend was really quite drunken and fun.
I feel a day of procrastination lies ahead
Saturday: Met friend for lunch in Muswell Hill (never been there before, it's quite nice) and then got measured for suits for his wedding. Evening: saw gf and watched last episode of Game of Thrones S4 - so good.
Sunday: pottered round town and did some shopping.
Alcohol consumed: zero
sad day. held out for as long as i could. guess i should just get instagram and become an internet narcissist.
(what phone did you go for?)
I think I might fancy a smaller phone at some point I love my one plus one but it's a huge phone.
but was the smallest one i could get that still seemed like a decent phone
Turned up for interview, only to be greeted by HR explaining that said interview is actually in TWO WEEKS time. Epically bad start.
Unfortunately it's a job which requires a lot of attention to detail and organisation so it's a bit of a bad start. HR lady was lovely though and was apologising to me!
I had a girl in for an interview on Friday and she was 45mins early, and I thought that was impressive!
If I'm running way ahead of schedule or something I'll go and sit in a cafe or something and chill out as opposed to sitting like a lemon down in reception or something. It's also a bit awkward if you're interviewing and you're told the person's there mega early and they're hanging about and that.
I always aim to arrive at the venue mega, mega early, but then got to reception 10 mins early. Don't want them to think you're a freak!
but I'm speaking from the perspective of being in the centre of a big city. Might be more acceptable if you're in an industrial estate outside of town that transport is infrequent to/unreliable. Dunno.
Definitely more acceptable if they're dead fit too eh Lo-Pan ;)
So not choc full of places to go.
I'm not sure what you're getting at GetOffMyLawn, but I am nothing if not professional! :)
Plus you run the show don't you so you can adjust the Essential criteria on the Job Spec to read `More than worth a tap` if you want to (so long as it doesn't fall foul of employment legislation obvs)
and maddening if somebody turns up early for a meeting, as a) I might not even be there b) I certainly won't be ready to see them and c) even though I know i'm entitled to wait until the allocated time to see them, the fact that they are waiting in reception looms large in my my mind, and I end up taking them early, sometimes unprepared and always very very cross.
Would never employ somebody as mental/ keen as this.
`Get there as early as you can and they'll think you're well great!!`
As soon as you spend any, ANY time working in office you realise something very quickly - recruitment is a fucking pain in the arse, all managers are simply squeezing it into their already busy schedules (presumably in a team that is under capacity - hence the vacancy) and any additional inconvenience is guaranteed to get you off to a bad start. See also - really detailed, lengthy job applications. The person reading it will be spending about 1/100th of the amount of time on it that you did. Don't make them read a fucking essay.
Also - everyone, EVERYone who sits in reception for a job interview looks like a tit. Full suit/business dress, sat bolt upright and looking unnaturally pumped full of both purpose and dread. Don't be doing that for any longer than necessary.
I always get there in just enough time to have a piss and wait for my hands to dry after I've washed them. About 4/5 minutes. Boom.
in January, and needs something for the interim. Plus there's quite a lot of legal things that have popped up over this business that I'm trying to sort out.
This is what I do for a living and I'd be more than happy to help- do you still have my email address? I'll send it to you again over Facebook just in case.
Feeling pretty good for a Monday. Solid weekend, went to the Comic Con at MCM in London Saturday, got a bunch of comics signed, bought a bunch more, rounded off the day at Bodeans and ate all the meat.
Also lost two and a half stone this year so far and haven't smoked.
All in all things are coming up Milhouse.
meaning three day weekend and a four day week!
meaning seven day weekend and a zero day week!
I've done no research, but it is obviously the truth. Five day week's for people who somehow can't think of other things to do other than work and just "sit around watching daytime telly".
Don't trust when people say that "watching daytime telly" is the alternative to not going to work. Especially what with today's access to critically acclaimed European mystery dramas
One can watch loads of primetime telly on demand!
moved back from peckham to the Norwegian church
took less time then expected so had an impromptu trip to Hornchurch/Upminster to have a DiS favourite Dulwich Hamlet away day.
Girl problems :(
stop caring about girls
has everyone seen verbalicious and her husband off the ipod advert rip into someone on x factor new zealand? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YdbJT-EX1EU
"As an artist who respects creative integrity and intellectual property, I am disgusted at how much you have copied my husband, from the hair to the suit, do you not have any value or respect for originality? You're a laughing stock. It's cheesy, it's disgusting, I personally found it absolutely artistically atrocious. I am embarrassed to be sitting here in your presence having to even dignify you with an answer of my opinion ... it's disgusting, you make me sick ... I'm ashamed to even be here."
"To me, it just feels a little bit cheap and absurd, it's just a little bit creepy ... I feel like you're going to stitch someone's skin to your face and then kill everyone in the audience."
HAHAHAHAHAHHA WHAT ARSEHOLES
Never heard of/seen either of them before, but what foul, appalling cunts!!! "artist", rofl.
He's just wearing a grey suit and black tie; as if some guy I've never heard of invented that look
feel like shit. shit shit shit. Too much work to do and stuff to organise.
back in tomorrow most likely. Symptoms have started to come back a bit which is a mild worry, but I'm sure that's just a reaction to the step down in medication.
Get in touch with them if you don't feel good. #Mumdy
hopefully it's just being off the stronger painkillers etc. I'll be ok, I already have my real Mum calling me and dropping by regularly to make sure I'm ok too. I feel bad cause I had planned to take her out and surprise her yesterday and instead she was bringing me things in hospital and driving me home. :-|
Mum's like to be needed though, it's okay.
I'm sure I'll be ok in a few days <3
(The whole thing was probably aggravated by the state of your tea towels or seeing you buy all that bread)
I'm so sorry.
Always feels dodgy, sitting in a parked car, doesn't it?
where is Balonz today anyway?
and I'm not sure
(would be strange if me and Lonzy were colleagues and had just kept quiet about it.)
Fucking get a move on Monday you absolute cunt!
Really, really excited.
I think it'd pay for about half of my honeymoon but I'm not sure I can arsed.
I've pretty much talked myself out of it already.
just do it.
Waiting for HR to tell me what I'll be paid for doing it before I discuss with wor lass.
in a way, it felt good to not feel numb and distant for a day, like, woven back into my family tapestry, and hearing things about her that I didn't know. but then it was her funeral, so in every other way it was the worst.
main feelings of not having spent enough time with either of my aunts, never having gotten to know them well enough as a non-child.
asked work if I could have my evening shift off, which they allowed, but I agreed to make the time up. so instead of not being in at all, I'm in eight hours from really early tomorrow (my birthday).
Regret is obviously bad and sad, but *pause for old lady rambling* I think there are two things-
1. It is never as bad as you think. I bet your aunties never once thought, oh my nephew doesn't take enough of an interest in me. i really promise you this.
2. You can be pragmatic with regret too- if it is haunting you, then use it as a reckoner and make a concerted effort to learn from it- Think about how you spend your time and how you might prefer to spend it.
Try not to worry about tomorrow, you'll get through it. Lots of love, my wee pal. X
Sorry for your loss x
(also thank you Finton)
for the birthday wishes, too. going bowling with my football team - coincidence, but obviously gonna leverage it for free drinks off team mates.
I think I'll cope with work. death has a way of stilling neuroses and diminishing trivialities.
as for today, it's not so much worrying what they might have thought - they both had rich, full lives. and though Auntie Pat was estranged from my mum, and up until my Auntie Shirley's funeral, hadn't seen me since I was tiny, she still got to see my sis and I a few times before she passed.
I was thinking on the little quirks of personality you could see in my aunties, the similarities between them and my mum; like, when taking an interest in something fun, or cute, pleasantly curious, y'know, this sparkle in their eyes, a movement of slightly curled fingers towards the vicinity of their mouths, and the same vocalisation of surprise and delight.
and that thought of my aunties, such a brilliantly living gesture, is like the glimmer of something precious, impossibly lost under water.
I've felt so detatched of late, barely alive, but the longing to look between each other, to understand truly, in the case of each of my aunties, it's unbearable. the impossibility of reconciliation crystallised in glances from the stillness of photos on the service booklets to the coffins.
I don't want to get over it, is the thing. I want to hurt more deeply because we'd known each other better.
You write beautifully, so honestly. I think a lot of people, if they were honest with themselves, would agree so much with what you say.
Btw I practically have a degree in self flagellation. Has it improved me? Who knows, I do sometimes think I'll achieve zen-like calm one day and die the next day, because that would be hilarious.
She's not impossibly lost btw. In the physical sense maybe, but what you've experienced today surely tells you that there is more to grieve for than a physical being, yet conversely more to stay with you as a memory and feeling.
I hope your mum is ok.
I worry a bit, my self-loathing often shuts me up whenever I open up.
sometimes I think perhaps this is the only way I can express myself, like I'm trapped in the quiet around my florid missives.
haha :) that must the flux that keeps you functioning. I'd hope you never found the emptiness of enlightenment, how dull. doesn't suit you at all.
although I feel like it's perhaps less a still pond, more the acceptance of life's natural turbulence?
like, if there wasn't at least a pang of sadness behind Buddha's smile, he might just have been a smug bullshit artist.
you are right, I think, about this. obviously they left me enough that I might hurt for their absence. I hope I don't just lapse back into myself and it does have a function. I need not to be so fearful and repressed outside of these rare open-hearted moments.
I can't be certain how my mum feels. she's so private, so defensive. she shut out Pat right to the end; it'll be a different kind of hurt to when my Auntie Shirley passed. I don't think I'll ever know :(
Also don't be so hard on yourself. I know what you mean when you talk about lapsing back, as I know you might have a hard time sometimes with feelings and stuff , but it's maybe not as binary as you think. You are allowed to be a little bit shut off and not feel lots off thighs- it's how most people cope!
Your mum- is she really like that or trying to protect the rest of you? The regret thing upthread, I can't begin to imagine how she must be feeling now. All you can really do is make sure she knows you love her and feel for her. No matter how closed off she might seem, it's worth making sure she knows this. Just in case?
Hope that despite this, you manage to get a good day tomorrow. HB for 83 mins :)
Happy birthday for tomorrow. Hope you've got a nice treat planned for after work :)
which I've been after for a long long time, and today I purchased this
which I've also been after for a long long time, and got it for the super bargain price of £5.50!!!