Juicy and Sarah are well pissed. keeps kissing my arm.
Juicy says:hymen frrecdt ubhgfgrtt. Well d9ohe Juicy.
We hage had many many shots of vodka. It was good. 18 between 3 of us! Oooooh dear. 2 for 1 cockails in Pitcher and Pinao! Bargainouuuuuuuuuuuuus.
Stu isk tickling Juicy. Well funny. She just said "i hae 3 vbreats". She walked with no flipflop all the way here cos it broike. Lotsof sounds c;amlu noised wooooo.
Jiucy saysLme flip fl9opuy brokey and me hot lamppsts w9ith flipflops been bnuggert. grunt.
I am not drunk. really. Am well sober.8ujhm deriniky. That was Juicy. She is well sdrunk. mot i waZ,m, that was also Juicy.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Saturday, July 29, 2006
New blog!
As alluded to in the post below, I've now set up a blog just for details of my travelling exploits, information on places I want to go to and any plans I make. The idea is that you won't have to plough through it on my main blog if you're not interested, and I'll have a good record of everywhere I've been to supplement my memories. If you're interested, you can find it at www.thetravelsofsarah.blogspot.com. Happy reading!
In Swansea!
After 3 trains and a bus I made it to Swansea! Further details will follow on my brand new blog - I had some inspiration on train number 2 today and decided to set up a separate travel blog to chronicle my adventures, describe places I want to go to and list travel plans as they're made. I'll let you know when it's up...
For now I just wanted to record that I've had lots of my hair cut off (hurrah) because it was really annoying me, I've managed to get myself here and actually had a lovely journey, I've been to Tesco and back in the rain, and now I'm listening to girly rock (NY-LON soundtrack - awesome), cooking up a very large pasta bake and garlic bread, and I intend to drink the entire bottle of wine that I found waiting for me when I arrived - love my dad. I'm in the mood to eat fat and get very drunk! Apologies to those of you who I send drunk texts/MSNs to later, and to those of who escape this...well apologies to you too!
I really love travelling - but arriving is even better, and that first glass of wine after you arrive is better still. Extremely happy Sarah!
EDIT: I am currently dancing round Dad's flat, glass of wine in hand, to Twelve Stops and Home by The Feeling. This CD seriously has the best beginning to any album ever. Fact.
I may be slightly drunk...
For now I just wanted to record that I've had lots of my hair cut off (hurrah) because it was really annoying me, I've managed to get myself here and actually had a lovely journey, I've been to Tesco and back in the rain, and now I'm listening to girly rock (NY-LON soundtrack - awesome), cooking up a very large pasta bake and garlic bread, and I intend to drink the entire bottle of wine that I found waiting for me when I arrived - love my dad. I'm in the mood to eat fat and get very drunk! Apologies to those of you who I send drunk texts/MSNs to later, and to those of who escape this...well apologies to you too!
I really love travelling - but arriving is even better, and that first glass of wine after you arrive is better still. Extremely happy Sarah!
EDIT: I am currently dancing round Dad's flat, glass of wine in hand, to Twelve Stops and Home by The Feeling. This CD seriously has the best beginning to any album ever. Fact.
I may be slightly drunk...
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Made me smile
My desk calendar today treated me to the following headline from the Litchfield (Connecticut) County Times: "Litchfield urging visitors to try a quickie; merchants complain." I have no idea what this story was actually about but it made me chuckle.
On an unrelated note, I just watched the weather forecast and apparently it's going to rain on Wales all day Saturday. Joy.
On an unrelated note, I just watched the weather forecast and apparently it's going to rain on Wales all day Saturday. Joy.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Essential items: a gender study
I'm currently reading Bill Bryson's "Down Under" to get some preliminary ideas of places I should visit in Australia. This has inspired me to look at a few more websites, one of which is a rather good gap year site set up by a twenty-something person who wanted to offer independent advice to other people who are thinking of embarking on similar trips to those he and his girlfriend have been on. He writes about inter-railing, coach tours and working holidays, and it's all useful stuff. However, I was struck by the following sentence in the "What to Pack" section: "However some items are essential (no not hair straightners and laptops) so check out the essential items list to see what every traveller should take with them."
Not hair straighteners?! As I'm sure anyone who's been camping with me will attest, for this girl hair straighteners are not a luxury item. They are literally one of life's most basic essentials, keeping me looking and feeling human and providing happiness and confidence. I don't feel like myself with natural hair, and I certainly don't look like a person that any right-thinking individual would want to approach. I refuse to resemble a wild hedgerow-cloud being with the fringe of Renee Zellweger in Chicago on my travels, so I will be packing my precious ceramics and a plug adaptor for every possible electrical system in the world, and woe betide anyone who tries to persuade me otherwise. They can replace the sunglasses which appear on the "Essential Kit List" and which I've never worn in my life.
Somehow, I guess that all the girls out there will fully understand this point of view while the men may be less convinced. Alternatively, you may all remember just what my hair turns into when left to its own devices and agree with me wholeheartedly!
Not hair straighteners?! As I'm sure anyone who's been camping with me will attest, for this girl hair straighteners are not a luxury item. They are literally one of life's most basic essentials, keeping me looking and feeling human and providing happiness and confidence. I don't feel like myself with natural hair, and I certainly don't look like a person that any right-thinking individual would want to approach. I refuse to resemble a wild hedgerow-cloud being with the fringe of Renee Zellweger in Chicago on my travels, so I will be packing my precious ceramics and a plug adaptor for every possible electrical system in the world, and woe betide anyone who tries to persuade me otherwise. They can replace the sunglasses which appear on the "Essential Kit List" and which I've never worn in my life.
Somehow, I guess that all the girls out there will fully understand this point of view while the men may be less convinced. Alternatively, you may all remember just what my hair turns into when left to its own devices and agree with me wholeheartedly!
Monday, July 24, 2006
Things you may not have known about UCAS #72
When you go to their headquarters for training sessions, they always have curly fries as part of the buffet. These are the best curly fries in the world. Fact.
Sunday, July 23, 2006
Birthdays + family + yummy food = happy Sarah
I've just had a really lovely weekend. On Thursday night I lugged my stuff to Coventry station after work and got the train(s) home through the gorgeous Worcestershire countryside in the evening light. Mum made lasagne and we shared a bottle of wine (of which I managed to throw a glass all over the patio - major spillage error) and chatted. Simon and his rowing friends came back from the river and filled up the house - they were lovely boys if far too tall, and they ate like horses.
Friday was mum's birthday, and after eating breakfast outside on the patio she went to town to pick up some things for the evening and I took the opportunity to play the piano. I was quite encouraged to find that although I haven't played for months I can still play the pieces I was most familiar with reasonably well, so it shouldn't take too long to get back into it properly when I get my piano. My sightreading might need some work to get it back to its former glory though! Anyway, we then drove out to Martley for lunch in a pub. Following that, the evening was just fantastic and was definitely the highlight of the weekend. Dad came back from Swansea, and I cooked dinner which I have to say tasted lovely, especially the raspberry cheesecake which may well have been a work of genius. We ate on the patio (again) and all 6 of us (including the rowing lads) squashed round the picnic table and laughed and chatted for hours. We had Pimm's before dinner and fizz during, and mum opened her presents afterwards. We stayed outside until 10 when it was dark but still warm, and it was just fab.
Saturday was Bewdley Regatta, and we walked down the hill to watch the boys. As one of them hadn't rowed for 2 years and the whole crew hadn't rowed together at all, it wasn't surprising that they lost. This didn't spoil the day for us however, as we had sponsors badges which meant free cake midmorning, followed by free wine and lunch: cold meat, salmon, new potatoes, pasta salad, bread etc and then strawberry pavlova. Unfortunately I then had quite a bad reaction to the general sun and heat and lack of water, felt really dizzy and sick, had big blotches in front of my eyes and couldn't see, and apparently turned ash grey. This meant that while Simon was winning a pot in the 8s race he subbed in for, I was at home sitting very still and drinking lots of water. However, I was better by the evening when we went out for dinner to a gorgeous pub, The Talbot at Knightwick. It has gardens where all the fruit and veg they use are grown, and all their meat etc is sourced locally. My main course was rabbit, which I'd never had before but which I'll definitely order again. It was so tasty, and it came with cider risotto which was just sublime. We had such a lovely evening out, and I didn't have to pay which is always good!
Today we went to church, had lunch and then I battled the rail replacement services. All in all a great weekend, marred only by the brief illness, my phone battery totally dying so that I couldn't even switch the phone on to get people's numbers (sorry to everyone I was supposed to meet up with and didn't due to having no method of communication!) and the aforementioned rail replacement which meant that it took 3.5 hours to get home. This week I have a visit to UCAS tomorrow, complete with buffet (UCAS buffets are excellent and involve curly fries) and a work night out to Dogma on Thursday, before my Welsh adventure starts on Saturday. Ooh, Top Gear.
Friday was mum's birthday, and after eating breakfast outside on the patio she went to town to pick up some things for the evening and I took the opportunity to play the piano. I was quite encouraged to find that although I haven't played for months I can still play the pieces I was most familiar with reasonably well, so it shouldn't take too long to get back into it properly when I get my piano. My sightreading might need some work to get it back to its former glory though! Anyway, we then drove out to Martley for lunch in a pub. Following that, the evening was just fantastic and was definitely the highlight of the weekend. Dad came back from Swansea, and I cooked dinner which I have to say tasted lovely, especially the raspberry cheesecake which may well have been a work of genius. We ate on the patio (again) and all 6 of us (including the rowing lads) squashed round the picnic table and laughed and chatted for hours. We had Pimm's before dinner and fizz during, and mum opened her presents afterwards. We stayed outside until 10 when it was dark but still warm, and it was just fab.
Saturday was Bewdley Regatta, and we walked down the hill to watch the boys. As one of them hadn't rowed for 2 years and the whole crew hadn't rowed together at all, it wasn't surprising that they lost. This didn't spoil the day for us however, as we had sponsors badges which meant free cake midmorning, followed by free wine and lunch: cold meat, salmon, new potatoes, pasta salad, bread etc and then strawberry pavlova. Unfortunately I then had quite a bad reaction to the general sun and heat and lack of water, felt really dizzy and sick, had big blotches in front of my eyes and couldn't see, and apparently turned ash grey. This meant that while Simon was winning a pot in the 8s race he subbed in for, I was at home sitting very still and drinking lots of water. However, I was better by the evening when we went out for dinner to a gorgeous pub, The Talbot at Knightwick. It has gardens where all the fruit and veg they use are grown, and all their meat etc is sourced locally. My main course was rabbit, which I'd never had before but which I'll definitely order again. It was so tasty, and it came with cider risotto which was just sublime. We had such a lovely evening out, and I didn't have to pay which is always good!
Today we went to church, had lunch and then I battled the rail replacement services. All in all a great weekend, marred only by the brief illness, my phone battery totally dying so that I couldn't even switch the phone on to get people's numbers (sorry to everyone I was supposed to meet up with and didn't due to having no method of communication!) and the aforementioned rail replacement which meant that it took 3.5 hours to get home. This week I have a visit to UCAS tomorrow, complete with buffet (UCAS buffets are excellent and involve curly fries) and a work night out to Dogma on Thursday, before my Welsh adventure starts on Saturday. Ooh, Top Gear.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
We're all going on a summer holiday
Well I am anyway. My train tickets to Swansea came today and I'm very excited. A whole week out of the office, by the sea with all the breezes that brings, with nothing to do but read, explore the beaches, city and countryside, and cook yummy things. Roll on the 29th!
Sunday, July 16, 2006
Sarah bitches about men again (or Why can't anyone hold an intelligent conversation?)
Three blogs in one day! Some would call this excessive.
I've noticed recently that I go around the place thinking and assuming that I want a boyfriend, but when I stop and think about it, my actions suggest something different. Whenever I meet someone and get chatting to them on MSN, I start finding them really annoying and assume I won't like them even before we've met. All of them seem so over-keen! As soon as I sign in they start talking to me, which I find very irritating - it's fine if my friends do it but it just makes men seem a bit...well...desperate actually. Then they ask me banal questions and I sit here typing really terse answers and going "Oh for goodness sake", but actually these are valid things that they want to know, about my job etc, and I'm getting annoyed that they haven't picked them up from things that I've said in previous conversations but haven't explained fully. (To be fair though some people are really banal - "What have you done today?" is never going to produce an interesting conversation when yesterday's question was "What are you doing tomorrow?" and the answer was "Going to work and having a quiet night in". What's wrong with remembering that and asking something slightly more intelligent or talking about films or books or politics or something?!) Everything these people do seems to annoy me, when actually it's perfectly reasonable, and it seems that actually I don't want the hassle of getting to know someone, even though I'm sure I'll enjoy it when I find the right person to get to know. Clearly I either need to start being more reasonable, or stop whinging that I don't have anyone! I do think that whatever happens I'll always be irritated by people who are over-eager though - what's wrong with starting a conversation 15 minutes after someone signs in rather than jumping on them, or with not talking to them every time they're online? I'd much rather have someone who plays it cool and only talks to me sometimes - not chatting every day also means you're more likely to have something to say when you do. I always used to think girls who liked hard to get men were stupid - now I think I've become one of them! I suppose it's flattering when someone really wants to talk to you, it just makes me wonder whether they have a life of their own.
Wow, I'm such a bitch sometimes!
I've noticed recently that I go around the place thinking and assuming that I want a boyfriend, but when I stop and think about it, my actions suggest something different. Whenever I meet someone and get chatting to them on MSN, I start finding them really annoying and assume I won't like them even before we've met. All of them seem so over-keen! As soon as I sign in they start talking to me, which I find very irritating - it's fine if my friends do it but it just makes men seem a bit...well...desperate actually. Then they ask me banal questions and I sit here typing really terse answers and going "Oh for goodness sake", but actually these are valid things that they want to know, about my job etc, and I'm getting annoyed that they haven't picked them up from things that I've said in previous conversations but haven't explained fully. (To be fair though some people are really banal - "What have you done today?" is never going to produce an interesting conversation when yesterday's question was "What are you doing tomorrow?" and the answer was "Going to work and having a quiet night in". What's wrong with remembering that and asking something slightly more intelligent or talking about films or books or politics or something?!) Everything these people do seems to annoy me, when actually it's perfectly reasonable, and it seems that actually I don't want the hassle of getting to know someone, even though I'm sure I'll enjoy it when I find the right person to get to know. Clearly I either need to start being more reasonable, or stop whinging that I don't have anyone! I do think that whatever happens I'll always be irritated by people who are over-eager though - what's wrong with starting a conversation 15 minutes after someone signs in rather than jumping on them, or with not talking to them every time they're online? I'd much rather have someone who plays it cool and only talks to me sometimes - not chatting every day also means you're more likely to have something to say when you do. I always used to think girls who liked hard to get men were stupid - now I think I've become one of them! I suppose it's flattering when someone really wants to talk to you, it just makes me wonder whether they have a life of their own.
Wow, I'm such a bitch sometimes!
Absolute and total genius
I'm just watching the Top Gear boys attempting to navigate their way to a campsite. The phrase "It's on a B-road!" has just been shouted at the telly in between my hysterical giggles. Happy memories.
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