Anyone for a chat?

Sooo I applied to an online freelance journalism site thing today in the hope of actually starting a career in journalism. And some money more money would be nice too. Fingers crossed I'll actually get on :s

Once again I must apologise for not writing for a while but I've been busy and to be honest- I haven't know what to write about. Mind you all I seem to be writing about lately is my love life! Speaking of which I may as well provide an update;

The Date asked me to go camping with him and some of his mates. I refused because basically it was a booty call- uhhuh NO!

Cookie/mistaken identity guy once again asked me over to his for, I quote- a DVD and sex. I didn't even bother replying. I mean please, just please!

The Flirt is still happily texting every day and I live in hope that this week we may actually have a date.

So that's it for the love life. I am apparently a magnet for unwanted booty calls yet can't secure a date with the one guy I actually really like. Life sucks.

On a rather sad note my friends are leaving me again 'sob'. OK so only some of them and they're only going back to uni but that's not the point. I will once more have no social life. I love it when they're back 'cos we do the whole catch up thing which means we get rather drunk and chat for hours on end. That is possibly the definition of a good time.

I will eventually write about the trip to Paris. In fact I may give a step by step account of the trip to Paris. It depends how bored I am and how mean I feel. I really shouldn't put people through the stereotypical holiday story. But, seriously, I need to go back. Even if it's just to chill and write. Though I think the plan is to go to Venice next which would be fantastic. I admit to having had a mild obsession with the floating city for a few years now. I want to see Piazza San Marco!

I really should learn some Italian...

I'm back!

I know I kind of disappeared for a while but I've been kind of busy and I'm back now :)

OK, so, news. Today I got another tattoo. This one's on the back of my neck and it's a sun and moon mixed thing that the guy at the tattoo parlour designed especially for me from my basic idea. I feel so privileged! It's more symbolic than an actual picture, a point emphasised by my brother when he reacted by saying, "what is it?". The idea is that it symbolises my paganism i.e. the fact that my goddess and god are represented by the sun and moon.

Yes, I'm strange. No, I don't care.

I go on holiday next weekend. To my favourite place ever- Whitby. I seriously can't wait! I thoroughly intend to just relax for a week. I'm gonna go for a ride (hopefully on the beach), spend time with my adorable nieces and walk 2 miles a night into the bay and back with the dog. I did that the last time I went and lost nearly 2 dress sizes! I'm gonna practice photography and writing too. But I'm not taking my laptop. I fancy some solitude.

And then after Whitby I go to Paris, Monday 'til Friday. I'm looking forward to it but kind of nervous. I don't go abroad. But I'm sure it'll be fine and I'll have a really good time. I hope.

Well I've bought some new music for my Ipod so I just have to buy some new books. I'm thinking The lord of the rings...

Where for art thou kennels?

It is apparently nigh on impossible to get hold of a boarding kennels.

I need to book the two girls into kennels for when I go on holiday. Alfie's coming with me which I know must seem mean on the girls but they're both terrified of crowds. In fact, the Honey Monster ( my northern inuit) is scared of people in general! Which is a bit daft considering that she can floor someone with a single push n has jaws like a wolf, but there you go.

Anyway, back to the kennels. I have been calling them in my lunch breaks for about 3 weeks and left several rambling voicemail messages. And still haven't managed to get them booked in. I think it's just sods law really. I either get voicemail or the engaged tone and when I call back I get the other. They did call me back one time but it was period 5 and I had a class so obviously couldn't pick up. See? Sod's law. Bloody sod.

I'm seriously running out of time. I need them booked for the 6th August! I just hope that they still have space when I finally do get them booked in because if not- i'm screwed...

Was that summer?

England has quite possibly just had summer. For 3 days.

Yep, the sun came out, the clouds went away and the temperatures reached 20 degrees C. The country was taken over by short denim shorts n bikinis. In the absence of a pair of short denim shorts I proceeded to make a pair. It took a pair of jeans that the dogs had chewed, a large pair of scissors and the space of 10 minutes before I had to be at my sister's BBQ. And nobody noticed they weren't bought that way! Pure genius, even if I say so myself.

We also had a mini rebellion at work on friday when we were told that we can't let kids out of class to get a drink of water. I'm still not totally sure why but possibly to prevent that well known childhood affliction of 'spontaneous cover your friends in water syndrome'.

Oh to be young again... hang on i'm only 20! Ok I feel old now.

The forecast says that instead of this lovely sunshine actually lasting a respectable amount of time, it'll be cool again by wednesday. Dammit.

I think I can safely say that i'm still going to take jumpers when I go camping in August. Whitby may be my favourite place in the world right now but it's bloody freezing when it wants to be.

On that note i'm actually going to go do some work now. Seeing as i'm hiding in my prep room pretending. But I didn't say that. Beacuse naturally I would never do such a terrible thing! (sheepish face :S)