gemsybobsy: (ana)
Being a member of [livejournal.com profile] thriftstoreuk is DANGEROUS. So many beautiful things. I seem to have gone all girly lately. Lace and make-up and that.

I've had the most nicestly nice week. On Tuesday there was no ballet (it's Easter, boo) so Steve and I went to get our favourite cheese scones in Lyndhurst and then checked out the Andy Warhol stuff they have at the City gallery this year. On Thursday I went to see the Brownies and Guides' production of Showtime, which was amazing as they did the song/performance I did when I was 11! It was really moving to hear the songs again. So brilliant. Other than that, I've discovered the gorgeous city library (only lived here six years, WTF), I've been daydreaming about holidays and sorting my finances (I mean I'm really glad I'm actually finally earning money instead of losing it, but now I have a huge tax bill, FML FML FML), and planning for my year of massive Partying-as-a-verb-with-a-capital-P (this year) as well as the start of my grown-up life, which officially begins next year.

In particular, I'm beginning to really feel like I need my own place. I love living here with Anna and I'm sure I'll be just as happy living with Jon too when he joins us in a couple of months... but... I dunno. As a terminal singleton, I need a place to call my own; in which I can stay up all night reading fanfiction watching Eastenders being all cool and arty and that. I want to live in hurlyburly Shirley because tbh I have to drive there every day anyway and Lodge Road really pisses me off. I'll have my own (very small) place, I'll be nearer my customers, nearer the city centre, nearer the train station, nearer the roads to Hythe and Salisbury, nearer the Common, nearer ballet and my new bandmates - and FRIENDS. 'Cause I like friends, like, and there aren't any round here.

Win win. Haha, I make it sound like it's miles away from here and it's only like, three. But that makes all the difference in petrol doesn't it, DAVID CAMERON?



Anyway I can't see me being able to rent with a Didz and a Floyd, so I'm going to have to buy. I can only afford a studio, and even that's a stretch. So that means I need to save. Thousands of bucks. For 4m2. I love the fact that I'm thinking about space-saving already... by looking at bunk beds. So grown-up. But I don't care, IT'LL ALL BE MINE HELLS YEAH. I just need to stop buying girly stuff off the internet and going to gigs, and I'll be sorted in a couple of years.

Oh, speaking of gigs: Dreams Divide are totally getting rave reviews from those who've already received previews of the album. WE'RE GOING TO BE EVERYWHERE UP IN YOUR FACES WOOHOO. I've never had a band/project where people have commented on our MySpace. Especially not after our first gig! We're playing at the Scream Lounge in Croydon on the 2nd July. Y'all should come!
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I keep opening this pesky Post an Entry box but realise I have far too much to say and too little at the same time. Hmmm. That sounds familiar; I'm sure I've said that before. Aaanyway, MARCH.

My littlest niece, Stevie, was christened on the 20th.



She looks a bit sketched out here but she is the smiliest baby in the world. She's got such a lovely character already! She's got... like... an aura of sensitive cheeriness. Or summink. It was a lovely day, in lovely Wilton, with lots of sunshine and daffodils and windmills and cake.

I showed Steve Frankenstein at the cinema and we both emerged rather speechless and emotional. It seemed to be more moving the second time, although not as awesome as it was seeing it in the flesh. I guess more of the meaning of the lines went in this time. And then of course I saw it again (hell yeah) with Anna and Jon - Ben was playing Frankenstein this time, with his mad skillz and frock-coated glory. I told Facebook: 'I swear he is made of precious ginger stardust.' It's TRUE.

Max & Aino came to town for an Ikea mission and dinner (yay), I've been going out and eating lots of doughnuts and cheese scones with Steve and going to Nik's for dinner (they do food now at the Greyhound!) and generally eating out FAR TOO MUCH (yay). I've also had a bad cold (boo), missed too much ballet (boo), joined another band (yay), business is slow (boo, but also yay), and decided to go swimming more and stop eating shite so I can finally shift this darn flab from my arse (yay).

Then on the 26th I decided I wanted to flounce around Selfridges, motherlovers, and buy some goddamn posh-ass makeup. So I went, and got caught right in the middle of that protest thingy. Squishy. And then there were engineering works on the bleedin' train. Remind me to check news and trains and things more often, okay? Ta. I headed for Islington and ate some damn cheese scones. Then I met [livejournal.com profile] bossmew for some lolz, of which there were many.

Then I went on stage with Devin Townsend.

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