Tails from the Bark Side

Four dogs walked (well, swam), 0 houses cleaned (Tuesday is normally ballet day but I was at the garage getting the Golden Nugget MOT'd instead - it passed), 1 month of accounts completed, four Angel Delight ice-lollies consumed. I need to do a lot of ironing but I'm procrastinating by catching up on Hollyoaks (shut up, it rules).

I nipped up to good ol' North London yet again this weekend; this time with Leeps and Ady and Steve and bossmew on Sunday to see earthtone9, a fantastic beardy metal band with pretty choons who I loved when they were around at the beginning of the Noughties because they were amazing. They appear to be back with a GODDAMN VENGEANCE. The crowd were very enthusiastic, and they rocked hard. We also moseyed around Covent Garden for a bit and bought Chinese food and posh coffee in Camden Taaahn. I fricking love being in London. It smells of trains.

Still Gemsying about the place, other than that. Drinking viel beers in the city, drinking tea and eating cheese scones in the Forest, hooning about the parks with my pack o' dawgs and narrowly avoiding hapless swans with tennis balls. Still the most opposite of depressed I've ever been in my life. My life, she is awesome. Floyd's ballbag's all better. The weather continues to be beautiful...

I'm so tired. Needs moar sleep. Yeah, this weekend was bare bang tidy.

Oh, there's nothing like wondering around the South Bank and foyer of the National Theatre, darlings, with your best bossmew talking about walls of vaginas, the 'c' word, the current OMG!RACEST shenanigans going down at Midsomer Murders and how much we love "her off of My Family" and 'that bloke, you know. Ian. Ian McGandalf. And that James McAfee.' And talking in bad South London accents, laaahke, and giggling like schoolgirls about we 'liked that fackin’ Johnny Lee Miller back when he was fit' and about our barely-contained (or disguised) excitement at the prospect of being Cumberbatched IRL from only this far away.

'We need a computer game based on acting. Shakespeare Hero.'
'Shakespeare... Idol.'
'Pinter Idol.'
'Haha. What would they do, stand on stage and be like, *awkward silence*...?'
*winning loltears*
'I love the fact that everybody here is probably thinking we're terribly loud and uncouth and lowbrow, not even knowing that we've just made a Pinter joke.'

We had AMAZING seats. So close. Oh, Benedict. Oh. As you probably know, my fangull status was already well-implemented with all the grammar Nazi-ing, hilarious attempts at stocking the fridge and cautiousness around shoes, and then I fell in love when I realised he was a ginger. But now? I am besotted. He blew my mind. He is… just... I want to go again, and I don't even know if I liked the play.

( SPOILERS YONDER )

Then we loitered outside the stage door, being uncouth of course (I wondered aloud if Ben would let me touch his hair, but we decided that asking him that question wouldn't just be uncouth - it would be slightly rapey) and the other people waiting were laughing as we narrated the TV we could see through the doors. A lady came down and said that Ben wasn't coming out to play, because he was having a party. Promptly, over half the group disappeared. Cumberbitches gotta eat chocolate biscuits. So, the remaining six of us waited to see if Johnny or anyone else came down, but it must've been a good party. Boo. Kyra: 'So he can't be arsed to see us because he's getting pissed? What a twat. He can fack off if he thinks I'm buying the next Sherlock DVD. I'm just gonna give Mark Gatiss a fiver.'

Then we lol'd our way to Waterloo and I gave a homeless dude half of my chocolate bar and ate some salt & vinegar Squares on the train the end omg. HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYRA AND FANKS FOR A FACKIN' AWESOME DAY!

I got a place reserved on the course I want to do, with a bunch of forms to apply for finance. This was last Thursday afternoon, and I had to get the forms back to the office by Monday. Sounds easy enough, but I had to try to find somebody to confirm that my passport copy was a true copy, and this person has to be a person of status (doctor, lawyer, civil servant...) I couldn't think of anybody who could do it for me with a day's notice! It was especially annoying because that very morning I'd been in a room full of teachers. I went to clean the school on the Friday morning with the hope that the teachers would still be about, but they were all off enjoying the last day of the holidays. I told the caretaker about my predicament, and he said that his wife who works at the post office is classed as a civil servant so she could do it. So! I happily skipped along to see her, got it signed and sent off in the post immediately! Sorted. But nooo... I got a letter this Thursday, saying that they couldn't accept my forms because they don't accept certifications from post office clerks. I thought she might've at least signed it 'civil servant'... the n00b. Facepalm. The deadline has now passed, so I have to wait till February to start the course. Oh well, not long.

rhymeswithbooze is currently staying here and is being bearded by Floyd (faildog) and lovebombed by Didz on an hourly basis. Yay! We've done far too much (knackered) and spent far too much money on beer and food this weekend, but it's been pretty amazesome. Tonight we're staying in, chilling out, reading books, laughing at Muse, ripping CDs and eating EPIC CHOCOLATE CAKE. We saw AFP last night! She is stunning, so talented and omg brilliant. She signed my CD for me. The venue was fantastic too; I want to go there again! Damn gigs and damn London, eating all my money. We spent the day there again pretty much, had a lovely meal at La Tasca and hung out with maxnot and cottoncandy85 and missuschris and smurf_pop. Lol, people from the INTERNET. O HAI.

I got invited to the press play thingy-jiggy of Absolution! Bless J! It was so beautiful, the album. I can't wait to play it at home and blast it down my street... my moody neighbours will love it. Rawk. It was at the Planetarium in London and I had to go up there and meet loads of people I didn't know, aaargh... People from the message board, Crazy Bob, J, Cath and Michelle. We didn't talk much but it was amazing fun, and I was nervous as hell.

Afterwards we went round the back where the press were coming out and got Tom, who took us through the Chamber of Horrors, which was fucking scary. We lost Tom in there but not until after he took our picture. Then we waited outside for him again and met Chris and Dom (Me: "Your album is fucking amazing!" - er, yeah, well done, Gem) and we only fucking well went to the pub with them!!! OMG!!!"£!2! Dom is sound as fuck, he was talking to us about the message board, the internet in general, the video for Time Is Running Out... it was just cool. And Tom left us some wine and Dom left us some beer, and we had a laugh saying we were gonna sell the bottles on eBay... teehee. I got on the train home with literally 3 seconds to spare. I counted. Then Steve met me at the station and took me home, bless him.

Tonight I went to the Bosuns with Dave, Anna and Mike and we went to Goblets later to see Timur.

Haha, everyone is mucho jealous. I am such a blagger. ^_^



From: honeyfuzzle
tee hee
ie. dom's beer; "i daren't drink it...... i might get herpes".
i still hate tom for the chamber of horrors thing - i was shaking for about an hour afterwards :(

From: gemsy
Re: tee hee
Hahaha, herpes! :) Hahahaha...
We should have done the eBay thing, wacka wacka.
It made me jump so much... I had proper butterflies for ages!

From: honeyfuzzle
Re: tee hee
yes, we should have, hehe.
i feel better about the CoH thing, now i know that it scared dom too :) chris thought i was shaking cos i was nervous about meeting him. NOOO. z.z.zombies!

From: gemsy
Re: tee hee
Haha! I was really nervous.. I'm rubbish with meeting people, famous or not!
Me: "Your album is fucking amazing!"
Chris: "Er, thanks!"
That woman at the end of it.. I can't remember what she said now but she was so loud! Aaarrghh..
That picture of us never did see the light of day did it? Thank gawd!

From: honeyfuzzle
Re: tee hee
no it didn't thank god. have you actually seen the picture though??

From: gemsy
Re: tee hee
No, I haven't!
Have you? I bet it's dodgy..

From: honeyfuzzle
Re: tee hee
i cut me out cos i hate it.



tom always makes me look terrible :(

From: gemsy
Re: tee hee
You?! Look at me! Haha, what a spoon!
Good Lord. Haha, it's quality though.
Thanks for that!

From: honeyfuzzle
things said..
"HELP ME" &
"i hope you fall and break your neck"
charming!

From: gemsy
Ha! Yeah, that was it!
Scary bitch. ^_^