Weasel and I just went for a walk.

We left the house and took a left. We got half way down our street when this very noisy man ran by. He was breathing in that in-the-nose-out-mouth-shhh sort of way. We heard him before we saw him. He ran by while we cowered by a hedge. When we got to the end of our street and decided to take a left, he was nowhere in sight. We got a few yards down the road and he came up behind us again! Scary stuff. We took another left and then a footpath with no sign of him.

When we came off the path we saw him coming down a side road. We were prepared this time though, so we crossed the street and hid behind a tree so he couldn’t attack. Then once he’d passed we crossed again and made our way cautiously home. I asked Weasel if I could put a trip wire in front of the house so I could question him [my first question would obviously be 'who do you work for?!']. She said no.

Since we’ve been back he’s ran by twice more. I suspect he is looking for us. I’ve closed the blinds as a precaution, but I’ve opened the windows so I can hear him coming. Then if necessary we can run out the back way.

I think I might be in love with him too, but I’d never be able to catch him [literally, he seems fast].

When I asked Weasel if she thought he was married, he said he was obviously fit, then I wondered if it was like Ross and his ka-rah-tay.

This is what happens when I’m not stressed.

Update on all the things I mentioned last time:

I finally got to talk to my sister on Thursday night. She’s doing much better, but not 100% yet. They’re having some troubles so they’re getting rid of the internet. I’ve got an appointment to call her again on Tuesday, so hoping this will make it easier to keep in touch with her. I also got to talk to my Dad today and my Mom on Friday. So I’m all caught up with everyone for once.

Horatio is at home and recovering, doing very well and sounding better every time we speak so all is on track for our visit next week.

I finished Unit 1 of my counselling course in about two hours and I’ve sent it off. So I’ll hopefully be finished with the whole thing by the end of the month. I’m very much enjoying it and trying very hard not to think about it all too much.

The finding out how the vocal parts of songs work has paid off already. Doodle and I vastly improved one of our songs simply by introducing some additional structure and pattern changes.

My design for Domai was accepted and apparently I’ll hear more after the 20th. So cross fingers etc. I’ll put up my design once we’ve heard who won.

Band practice was somewhat interrupted because we decided to make cinnamon rolls for part of Stoat’s Fathers’ Day present. I used my great-grandmother’s recipe – the one she used to make for the school back in the day, so the recipe is designed to make eight dozen. I had to divide everything by eight and figure out what a ‘yeast cake’ was. They turned out perfectly [suspiciously so actually]. And I finally got to use the ‘Dough’ setting on my bread machine, delighted with it and determined to find other ways to use it now.

I’ve been too wordy in my writing lately, so trying to be more succinct.

I’m organising the Second Annual Ice Cream Tour of London on the 22nd of July. This is for UKA forum people [see link on right]. We’ll go, eat loads of naughty foods and generally bond.

I found out why my MP3 player was crashing and fixed it. The tags on the MP3s were upsetting it, but if I set an EQ instead of using the default it doesn’t crash. Woo.

I keep trying to call my sister unsuccessfully – I’ve tried e-mailing the time to her, just calling out of the blue etc. No luck. She’s had a rough couple of months and I just want to touch base and let her know I’m thinking of her.

Horatio had surgery today, I’ve had a text so I know he survived. He has never been able to breathe through his nose, finally got the doctorb [the b is for bargain!] to look at it. Apparently after one of his nose breaks it didn’t heal properly so they’ve fixed it. He’s in the hospital overnight tonight but should be home tomorrow.

My counselling course work finally arrived. I’m trying so hard to be calm and collected but the fear is strong in me. It takes me some time to adjust to change sometimes. I’m scared I’m not smart enough to be doing this and I’m afraid I’m setting myself up for failure. I’m going to do this.

I’ve printed lyrics and blank score for seven or so songs so I can figure out how the vocal stuff is put together. I’m tired of wondering what notes I’m singing. Hoping it’ll give me a better education for how these things can work so I can reflect that in our songs.

I’ve managed to shift two kilograms since my last gym review. What a relief. I’m crossing everything I have that I can shift five more and be back to where I was, then I’ll hope I can shift 25 more and be back to where I was when I was 15. Gah.

Domai.com had a design contest advertised on their website so I made one and then later that day when I went to recheck the rules they were gone so I’m not sure whether to send my design or not. I think I might, worst they can do is tell me it sucks [even though it so doesn't]…. and I’ve just sent it. Woo.

I realised that I’m a very secretive person and everything in my life is done on a need-to-know basis which means that only Weasel and Horatio know me that well and I don’t necessarily tell them everything either. I cannot decide if it’s good or bad.

Alex introduced me to a new puzzle thingy, Hanjie [just think of Hand jive minus the d and v]… specifically, the Enigma version. He has some in a book and he kindly let me do one, very fun.

I ordered more beans for my bean bag sofa, they sent us a new sofa for some reason. So they came and collected it and now I’m waiting for my beans again. I need them to be here tomorrow, Doodle is spending the night and I’d like for the sofa to be more comfortable for him. On Saturday the three of us are being collected and we’ll spend the day with Weasel’s family to celebrate Fathers’ Day and generally catch up. We decided part of our gift would be to make the dessert for dinner so I’m going to make a shortlist of things we can make and we’ll all pick something and make it Friday night/Saturday morning.

I had a mystery bruise show up on my right inner wrist. My theory is that I knocked it on one of the doorknobs. What baffles me is that last year when Horatio dropped me on the concrete steps and it took me two weeks to feel better there was no bruising yet I knock my wrist in some mystery accident and suddenly I get nice rainbow bruise. Bah.

Feeling pretty odd/off tonight, hoping it’ll pass once I’ve had something to eat and maybe found some entertainment.

Oh, the other day on Literotica [see link on right], someone accused all the women of being ‘raging skank whores’ and I replied that I suspected I was too new to be a proper raging skank whore, perhaps I was more of a mildly annoyed unwashed lady of the night. I’m still giggling about it. Even added it to my signature on UKA.

A forum I’m on had a thread today when people could share the story of their first orgasm. I sooo lost, I was 23 when I had my first. Everyone else was like 11/12 and some where even 4/5. Grrr.

So I broke my record for cycling the six miles to work, 22 minutes. Certainly not the fastest-in-the-word-ever by any stretch, but certainly better than the 35 minutes it used to take.

I’ve managed to find a counselling course I want to do. From the NEC, £125 home study. Should have everything in about a week. Hopefully the first step in a long path to doing something I’m actually excited about professionally.

Yesterday was an odd day, one that I did so much in it actually felt like two days. In the morning I went into town and made all sorts of lovely purchases, four shirts, sandals, lotion and hair dye. All within budget and very shiny. I got home and chilled for a bit and had some lunch then worked in the garden for a couple of hours. Mowed the lawn, trimmed some of the plants and generally had a tidy up. Then I called my Mom for about two hours. I haven’t spoken with her properly in ages. We always try for short but frequent calls, but we can never seem to get together. So then I put off calling them because I don’t think I have a two hour window and so it cycles around.

Ordered the ultimate sleeping system yesterday too. I had a sleeping mask I got many years ago but I haven’t seen it since January. This wasn’t a problem in winter, but now that the sun is up at 5 it keeps bothering me to get up too. So I’ve fashioned something with a sock and a hair band thingy to keep the light out but it is not ideal. I tried to buy the same sleeping mask I had before, but the shop didn’t have them anymore so I asked the intarweb what it had. Found a very nice mask in Australia for £16, this isn’t just a sleeping mask, it also has ear muffle things which I’m very excited about. I’ve been using wax ear plugs which work great, but they should only used once so I get through the boxes fairly rapidly.

I’m not writing or speaking very well today. It’s all wordy and unclear. Brain hasn’t had a good day, so I’m going to stop now.

Horatio’s Mum is on holiday later this month so I’m heading up to see him from the 21st through the 25th and Jon is coming to see Weasel. Weasel and I also have tickets to see Seven Brides for Seven Brothers on the 21st. This was a small conflict which we only realised today.

Our solution: buy two more tickets so the four of us can go together. It’s the matinee showing, so we figure a nice lunch somewhere, then the theatre and Horatio and I will head off afterward. I’m really looking forward to this now. We all mesh really well and much fun will be had by all.

I finally got to catch up with my family today. I haven’t spoken with them in months. I get very absorbed in all the crap around me sometimes and I don’t realise so much time has passed. My sister has had a couple of very rough months so I’m going to call her tomorrow. Had a long chat about perfectionism with my Mom, the why’s and how’s behind it and the guilt. I think I’ve actually managed to come out pretty good all considered. She said that one of her bad things was thinking it wasn’t worth doing X because it wouldn’t be perfect. I haven’t hit that one thankfully. I feel 10x better when I’m in control and trying to improve myself or my life.

I’m doing better trying to keep up with friends. I e-mailed Brett and I have talked with Deejay and Peter online. This is more social contact in two days than I’ve had in the last two months.

I’ve been researching the counselling courses available, or trying to anyway. I’ve got a list of 38 home study courses to read through and figure if any of them are worth doing or if I ought to try to get into an in-person course. It’s a lot of money and time though so I don’t want to get it wrong and waste either of them.

Sorry to be so disjointed, bit over stimulated.

Oh! This was on 4chan and it amused me:

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