Hellmouth's Journal

11:25PM

Hello. I'm still here, just drowning in alcohol it seems (hoping this is a temporary thing but you never can tell).

Going to Madrid in a few weeks - any tip top travelling tips boys and girls?

In other news I hate Ebay. I won two full weekend tickets on Friday afternoon for Leeds fest and got completely done by the guy selling them. It's such a very long and very dull tale that I won't recount it now. But out of 967 feedbacks he's about to get his first negative one and boy is it going to be a fucker. Bwahahahahahaha.

I'm going to be in Leeds from the 10th to the 16th September if anyone wants to hook up and/do lunch/get drunk/go dancing/get wasted (delete as applicable)just let me know!

Kisses,

gxx

9:32PM

Oslo here we come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

11:26AM - Hello Sailor!

Hmmmmm. I have some (much needed) time off work  so figured I should give this livejounrnal thing a bash, seeing as I have the time.

Some stuff happened;

* Matt finished his MSc finally. I have my boyfriend back. This is taking some getting used to. REALLY.
* My brother (well, Hannah really) bought a house in Morely. It's LOVELY and has made me come over all home owner envious. I want a house and cats. Gah.
* I booked a couple of weeks off work so we could go away but (in his infinite idiocy) the boy forgot his passport needed renewing. So I've been researching camping/B&Bs in Brighton and Cornwall (costs way more than going abroad. Gutted). Passport arrived yesterday - yay. Much talk in the pub last night of where to go and what to do. Both dead excited as we haven't been away together in over a year. 
* Matt's grandma passed away last night, and although it wasn't entirely unexpected (she's been ill for a while, ever since her husband died last summer), he's obviously upset. I am patently a bad person as after my initial reaction of "Oh god, that's awful, are you okay, do you want to go home, don't go into work" my second thought was "Guess we're not going away now." That really IS as terrible as I feel about it, isn't it? Going to hell, going to hell, going to hell...
* Sleater-Kinney have gone 'on hiatus' and have no plans to record together in the future. WAAAAAAAAAAaAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some stuff is going to happen;

* Going to see the Twilight SIngers on Thursday in Manchester. Sooooo excited, not least at the prospect of seeing Ani di Franco AND Mark Lanegan playing with them. Just me then?
* I'm going to flog a load of crap on ebay to fund Christmas ATP-age. It's the way all festivals should be kids, just you remember that.
* I've resurrected my mum's sewing machine and am going to fix all the many many clothing items I have which require attention. No really.

Listen to The Go! Team's version of Bull in the Heather. It's ace.

gxxx

1:26PM - God but I love pointless quizzes!

you're sleater-kinney's self-titled album. you like to rock, and you're not afraid of any stupid little boy. you like to respond to stuff with a solid "fuck you".


http://quizilla.com/users/lightrailcoyote/quizzes/which%20sleater-kinney%20album%20are%20you?/

12:54PM

I hate this fucking laptop. Just typed a huge post and it for some reason wouldn't upload it and deleted the whole thing and now I frankly can't be arsed.

So.

Upshot of it was that ATP was ace and I have to see Sleater-Kinney on Tuesday at the Cockpit but it's all sold out and not even ebay can remedy this crisis it sems. So if anyone knows of spare tickets PLEASE let me know!!!

I'll stick some photos up and a longer post when I'm done being mad at LJ.

11:15PM

I hate not having internet access at work so much!!!! I just did a catch up on my livejournal friends page and it took me nearly an hour and a half - and I read fast damnit!!! It also means that when I get to check my personal email I have to wade through acres of spam. And that's just not a nice image now is it??

Damnit - lj just lost a load of stuff I'd written. All those random thoughs just gone gone gone. Sigh.

My alcohol tolerance apparently evaporated this weekend. This may have had something to do with the 'different pub different drink' philosophy I was trying out, or possibly the presence of so many race weekend wankers but regardless, I hit 1AM and was left sitting in a booth in Korova, valiantly staring at a fine gin and tonic willing myself to drink it but knowing that if I did I would undoubtedly be sick. Consequently I found myself the next day wandering aimlessly round Tesco's trying really hard not to buy ridiculous stuff. Bar the miso soup which for some inexplicable reason had fish sauce in it I managed pretty well. Thank God I wasn't driving. For a reason even LESS explicable than the first I ended up going into Liverpool on Friday and Saturday. I never do this any more. EVER. And for good reason too - I can't handle two nights of consecutive carnage. So tell me why the hell I decided to go out on Grand National weekend? Yes, you're right, it is because I'm stupid beyond belief. At least I had the sense to avoid dodgy nightclubs of any description....

Ah fuck it - I missed both the gigs I wanted to go to tonight, so I'm off to watch Ghostbusters.

1:00PM - Ha ha ha!!!!

You Are 22 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/

12:10PM - Birthday goodness - 32 flavours and then some

Christ I hurt. In all the ways possible.

Let's go back and recount the events leading up to this immense pain;

So now I hurt. In a 'you think your limbs hurt today, just wait til tomorrow' kind of way. And in a hangover head kind of way. Thankfully I had the foresight to book the day off work. 

TONIGHT is Ladytron and pretentious shoes, then tomorrow is The Evens, and then who the hell knows. There will be dancing inolved though. Oh yes.

10:59PM - Coffee nerd

My new espresso maker arived today.It is the sex. I am so exicted I actually want to go to bed early so I can get up and make coffee.

In other news, Urban Decay stuff is now officially vegan. Which is fucking ace. 

Went to see The Proposition tonight and drink beer and eat mushroom and barley soup. It was nearly a total catastrophe but worked itself out in the end as these things are wont to do. I'm a little drunk and can't type so well. I swear this keyboard hates me.

11:23PM

So somehow I found myself at aWill Haven gig tonight watching Crowbar. Their singer looks not entirely disimilar to Gimli of LOTR fame. Amazing. The band that Sheep's newly fronting, Seventh Cross were playing. Metallic, screamy, double kick pedals a gogo, you get the idea. Very good at what they do if that's what you like, blah blah. The funny shit was Sheep going over the barrrier every 5 minutes and getting in people's faces. Or rather, it was watching the security guys crap themselves every time he did so and following him to whichever side of said barrier he was on.

Anyway. I've managed to somehow entirely bypass the Council's block on wireless network privileges and have hijacked someone's network connection. So I'm typing this in the warmth and comfort of my bed. Which is great, except this keyboard's HORRIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Into every life a little rain must fall etc.














Now I KNOW I'm going to have Queen stuck in my head as I go to sleep................

12:17PM - Wow - been a while. Again.

I decided to stop beating myself up about never being able to update this - no point etc etc etc.

Anyway.

It's my birthday next week. My 'officially old' birthday. Don't care as I'm too excited about the ace gigs on that week. Especially http://www.dischord.com/tour/index.shtml as I missed them the last time. So I may well go twice this tour in a giddy attempt to overcompensate.

Woo!

It snowed again. I want to go down to the beach because I've never seen a beach with snow on and can't quite picture it (how filthy is the Mersey going to look nect to it?? Yeuch!!) but on the other hand it's freezing out and here I have pyjamas and coffee and music. No contest really is it??

I took the plunge and bought a new espresso maker. And what a thing of beauty it is. Well, at least I think it is - fuckers have taken my money but not delivered the thing yet. Am I the only person who has become very lax about buying things of off the internet? It's been so long since I had a bad ebay experience (apart from the idiot in the States who posted my newly purchased vinyl copy of Zuma by surface mail so it took 12 weeks to get here) that I just assume everyone's not out to rob me. Which of course isn't always the case. Damnit - I so cannot afford to lose £145........

I'm struggling so badly for money since they cut my overtime right down that I'm seriously going to have to come up with some viable, sustainable ebay business idea to supplement my increasingly meagre income. The idea of ever being able to afford a house right now is frankly laughable. I think I'm going to have to take to the streets and scour charity shops for things to sell. Which is so fucking boring and stupid because I know I'll just end up wanting to keep anything that I find that's half decent. Gah.

I'm going to Little Tokyo for eats on 18th March (this Saturday) if anyone wants to come along, all are welcome, just let me know so I can book a table. It's also a certain other young lady's birthday the same week but she wishes to remain anonymous for the purposes of this exercise.............

gxxx

11:11PM - Ooh! Shiny new toolbar!!!

I'm not entirely sure that writing anything right now is a good idea as it's going to be more out a sense of duty than anything else (as in, I have 5 miinutes and haven't updated in forever (AGAIN!) but don't feel incredibly creative or indeed chatty. There are words, I just fear they're the wrong ones). Only one way to find out.

Today;

I have pink roses. Fairtrade ones no less (romance has a conscience now). What I don't have is any money. Or alcohol. Well, except the bottle of absinthe that's been plaguing my thoughts for the past few hours. It's my first night in alone in a long time, my thoughts instictively turn to booze... Um...............................

I have splotchy, just dyed my har scalp. It itches. How ironic that I may turn out to be allergic to the oh-so-gentle Naturtint and not the killer chemical shite that I usually use.

I have a bed all to myself tonight. I'm not so sure I like this. Still, the novelty factor should go a long way.

I have a birthday to organise. It's shaping up pretty ok so far. Spreading over a week or so. All seems to be centred around eating and drinking.

I have no problem with this.

I have a shitty boss who's decided I can't work any additional hours and doesn't understand that I can't live on my basic wage. It's no exaggeration. I have spreadsheets and everything to prove it. Fucker.

I have to go to bed now, before the lure of the scary green bottle becomes too, too great...................

10:11PM - The bastards stole my internet access

LJ just dumped my entire entry.

 

Here's the edited version.

 

I'm not dead.

3:42PM - I wish to issue a formal apology...

....to my kidneys. They have suffered much needless abuse over the festive period. They are now exacting their full and calculated revenge. Ow ow OOWWW!!! What can I say - it seemed like a good idea at the time?

 

New Year was the predictable drunken fun. I have the same lesson every time and never seem to learn it - bourbon + ginger ale + champagne invariably = vomit. But the soul and the disco lights and the corset and the dancing and the friends were truly great. I got out of bed 45 minutes ago and now I want thai green curry. Is that suitable hangover breakfast material?

Resolutions;

- A booze free January (excepting two weekends - Masso's birthday and Suzy's hen 'do')

- No more falling into drunken stupors without removing contact lenses and eye make up. Or at least one of these.

- Streetdance and yoga classes. As in to actually go to them rather than just talk about them to make myself feel better.

-Spend less money on crap I don't need (even IF I really really want it)

 

Frankly, I'm not holding out too much hope. On any of them. Well, maybe the contacts/make up thing. Maybe.

 

Hope you all had a suitably amazing time last night - huge amounts of kisses,

 

gxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

 

PS - Oh, and someone should tell me what I missed at the Well yesterday!!

10:11AM

SO. Christmas. That was a lot of fun actually. The kind where your belly hurts and your cheek muscles feel permanently strained from so much laughing. Sometimes (just sometimes) my family are ace. And even all the talk of 'The Wedding' in February didn't make me feel like I wanted to gnaw my own arm off TOO much. All I know is I need a seriously kick-ass outfit for THAT shindig - what DOES one wear when one's cousin is marrying one's ex-boyfriend? I never was too good on the rules of social etiquette......

 

Gifts were good (excepting obviously the mad aunty who ALWAYS gives us terrible presents that have NO thought or imagination gone into themWHATSOEVER. But I'd be kind of disappointed if she did......). So I ended up with a modest lump of cash-ola, Withnail and I on special edition, The Life Aquatic, Team America, some Stella McCartney Perfume, a REALLY nice coffee grinder (I like my coffee. Leave me alone.), the usual Lush goodies, a fair amount of booze, underwear (some ace, some really bad), some dead cute pumps and a coat. That's a pretty good haul. Now after the excess of Christmas spending I just have to fork out for Mum's birthday present (New Year's Eve), New Year itself, My sister's birthday present, Suzy's hen weekend and Matt's birthday. I hate being poor. I rather fear I will be living on bread, baked abeans and peanut butter (for the protein) for the rest of the month.

 

I sooooo wanted to go to the Well for New Year. We did Leeds two years ago and Liverpool last year so it makes sense to hit the right side of the Pennines again THIS year does it not? Apparently not. It has been decreed that we are going to a house party in sunny Tuebrook and unless I want to be ENITIRELY destitute following this festive period I would be wise not to argue. Translation - I can't afford to do much else.

In other news I appear to have put on about half a stone over December. Damn mince pies.

 

 

9:27AM

It's Christmas, it's PAYDAY and I'm going to see It's A Wonderful Life at FACT tonight - Yeah!!! AND I get the afternoon off (although it is to brave the retail hell that is Liverpool City Centre the last week before Christmas. And I have MUCH to do). I am indeed a happy Yuletide bunny today.

 

Tinitis sucks but last night was funfunfun - Spank Records Christmas bash at Korova. Voo and Flamingo 50 were ace, had to leave before 28 Costumes on account of everything starting so flippin late. Meh. At least I didn't have to be in at 7.00am as I'd originally suspected. Today was the first legal Civil Partnership ceremony, and we had the first one in the country (mainland anyway.................). All terribly exciting but I still wasn't prepared to get out of bed a couple of hours early for it. 

 

Half day today, last day tomorrow, returned to the warm loving bosom of my family Friday. *AH!* And then the panicking for what-to-do-for-new-year's-eve begins!!!!!

 

 

3:18PM - NO NO NO NO NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You're a Depressed Drunk

You know that distinct taste of tears and vodka real well.

I picked dancing, dive bars and indecent exposure - what's depressing about any of THAT??!!!!!

Must learn not to put too much stock into online quizzes...

9:23AM - Yesterday...

...I threw a bourbon biscuit at my boss. And hit him square in the chest. Maybe today I will graduate to paperweights.

1:57PM

Hello my little livejournal - I'm sorry I've abandoned you. I am a bad lj-er, it's true. But I'm here now and will spoil you rotten over the next few weeks in the run up to Christmas in a slightly pathetic attempt to overcompensate, much like a neglectful absent parent with their only child.

 

Or something.

 

Hmmm, so, some stuff has happened and a lot of it is really non-interesting, hence the lack of updates and some of it has certainly been interesting but not really for general consumption, sorry. There have been plans, some of which went horribly awry and some of which went horribly awry and turned out far better than could have possibly been expected. There have been non plans which have been some of the funnest times I've had in forever. Some stuff has totally tripped me up, some has made me stupidly happy. Some stuff has totally tripped me up AND made me stupidly happy. There have been major fallings out with the people who mean the most to me and there have been declarations of love (some wanted, others not. It's all good.).I'm not trying to be cryptic, honestly I'm not, but it would be far too dull and time consuming to go through everything so lets just say it's been something of a rollercoaster and leave it at that shall we?

 

The future? Too many plans. Too little time. Too many clashes. I NEED to go to see Keith Burton and Conquest of Steel next Saturday but it's the same night as a stupid wedding that I have to work. Meh. It has been widely decided that December is the month of booze and fun, though the staff Christmas night out last Friday was appalling. We ran away to drink bourbon in The Swan and discuss the relative merits of Buffy the Vampire Slayer as commentary on popular American culture. It was fun. There were chips.

 

League of Gentlemen tomorrow, Evol on Friday, Veganfest and drunken fun on Saturday and Helen's birthday fun on Sunday.

 

I miss Leeds. I'll come visit soon, I promise.

2:37PM - OK, I still think she's a complete moron

http://www.peta.org.uk/newsnew/newsItem.asp?id=3097

 

But go Jodie Marsh! Fucking hell.

 

So. To summarise, my life at the minute;

1. My job started permanently this week. It's (predictably enough) exactly the same as it ever was. Managed to make the biggest fuck up ever on my 'first day'. A £9,500.00 fuck up. Shit.
2. Mould has been plaguing the flat for the past month or so whicht he landlady completely refuses to accept ANY KIND OF RESPONSIBILITY FOR!!!!!!!!! I've had tons of clothes and shoes ruined by the horrible stuff, spent a stupid amount of time cleaning and steaming the entire flat and then found out that the reason the phone's been periodically on the blink is because the mould's coroded the wiring. Damn it all to hell.
3. Went to see Trial in London last night. Was pretty good, saw tons of people I haven't seen in forever that I miss loads (I always seem to be saying that. Always.) and had a bit of a dance. Then slept pretty much all the way home cause I'm in work today (as I said, exactly the same as it ever was).
4. Didn't see Supersystem. I suck.
5. Tomorrow is the Christmas lights switch on in Liverpool - no frivolous pop stars to turn on OUR lights, no sireebob. We get Steve Redgrave. Oh, but Tabby from X Factor and Liz McLarnon (Sp?) are, ahem, 'performing'. Still, there's fireworks so I'm going to go.
6. I desperately need drunken fun tonight. And dancing. And slutty eye make up (just because, not because I'm planning on being slutty).
7. I miss people who I'm not going to see for at least 8 months. This makes me sad.
8. This week will be all about Elbow and The League of Gentlemen and booking ATP tickets with a bunch of almost strangers.
9. It's all about long distance drunk'n'dials.
10. Fuck, it's cold.