I Amazoned!

I bought something online today. It was the first time I had done it because I'm quite paranoid about things like that. We'll see how it goes....

What did I buy? Well, I bought what any self-respecting lesbian would buy, of course.... the Fingersmith DVD's. :) Ahh Sarah Waters.... how great is she?

Actually, having said that, I'm reading her new book 'The Night Watch' and I'm almost 100 pages in, but it's crap! There are too many characters and I don't know who they are or why I'm reading about them. I did read in a review of the book that the second half brings the story together, but after reading Fingersmith, Sarah Waters has a standard to uphold. Perhaps that's a problem when you start out as brilliantly as she has. People, like me, expect they will love everything you write.

"Organic" or "Natural"

I was in ASDA the other day (because that's my favourite place to shop) and I picked up bananas (as you do) but when I looked at the price tag they were a little expensive. 98p for five bananas when you can get eight for 50p, what's that about?

I looked at the sticker to find out why they cost more, and realised they were 'organic' bananas. Then I wondered what was so different between organic and normal and found out that if fruit or vegetables have an organic label that means they have been grown with natural pesticides and fertiliser. But it isn't proved that organic food is better for you than the normal food we eat.

Call me daft, but I would have thought food would be cheaper if it was organically grown. No chemicals to mess with for a start.

I know the difference between free range eggs and normal eggs though. And I always make a concious effort to pick up free range eggs. :)

Erica Spindler

I have read two books by the same author and decided they were so good that I just had to mention them.

One is called Bone Cold and the twists were what made it so incredible!

The other is called Forbidden Fruit and makes you more intrigued after every chapter you read.

Breadcake.

I couldn't stop laughing at my mum's story of what her friend did on the coach to spain.

Apparently my mum was sat beside her friend on the coach when she saw her friend pulling apart her sandwich. My mum asked her what she was doing and her friend turned to her and said. "I have forgotten my sandwiches, I wrapped the breadcakes in tinfoil and brought them instead."

If packing a plain breadcake without filling isn't bad enough, my mum's friend had already eaten two of them before she realised what she had done. She said she just thought her sandwiches were a bit dry.

I know it doesn't seem very funny, but I cried with laughter. What s tupid thing to do!

Pick A Number....

I went to a BBQ on Wednesday. It was a really great day and lots of funny things happened. My friend went to sit on a plastic lawn chair, the back leg got stuck in the grass at the edge of the patio slab causing the weight to be uneven, she fell backwards, snapped the chair in half, broke a garden lamp and tipped over a plant pop causing her to get covered in the pots contents. I laughed so hard I cried!

She couldn't help but laugh either.

But the next day, at around 4pm my mobile phone bleeped indicating I had a text massage. I flipped my phone and read the message, but I was quite shocked at who it had come from. It had come from my friend's older brother who has apparently taken a liking to me and stole my number out of his sisters phone!

Damn not looking homosexual enough!

I told my friend what her brother had done, and she tried to tell him that he isn't my type. In fact, he's the wrong sex, but he didn't believe her and now thinks I'm lying and just don't like him. I feel a little guilty, but he set himself up for a fall when he stole my number. Even if I was straight, that little stunt wouldn't have earned him any brownie points!

Missing My Jacket!

My ankle still hurts a little, it will get better soon. Sprains are sometimes worse than breaks though, because it's the tendons that are hurt.

I had a nice day today, I went shopping, then for dinner with my uncle. I bought a jacket-type-thing. Which is here , but it's the white one. I got tired of having to wear a big coat after I lost my beloved denim jacket. I still think somebody picked it up after I dropped it, and I think it was that woman who kept staring at me while she was getting into her car. Evil, evil woman! I loved that bloody jacket!

My mum thought it would be funny to buy me a pair of novelty socks. They say "Coffee, chocolate, men.... some things are just better rich." Haha! I have to admit I do find them funny, maybe I'll wear them. :-)

Remember Me Pillow

It has been quite summer-y today, which I'm glad about. Although it was raining over the weekend. Bleh

I bought a new pillow today, and I'm going to say this once again (as I have been saying it all day) that I feel a little daft getting a pillow for my neck, I associate doing that with being old. I'm 21, but geeze! Anyway, it was ridiculously priced, but I haven't been able to sleep through a night without waking up with neck ache, my other pillow's are quite old, I suppose. Why I didn't just buy more normal pillows, I don't know. Anyway, it's one of those 'memory pillow's' that mould into the contours of your body. It feels comfortable.

Bee Careful!

I was sitting on the livingroom floor yesterday just minding my own business, I think I was messing with the lace on my shoe, when a bee comes flying at me. I was quite offended. I was in my house, messing with my lace.... and a bee comes flying at me!

Sure the patio door was open in the livingroom and the kitchen, but that doesn't mean Mr. Bee can come and attack me, in my own house!

It reminds me of when I was very first stung by a bee, I was in Great Yarmouth on a family holiday (if youc an call Great Yarmouth a holiday) and I went to put my handin my pocket. I felt a sharp stab, pulled my hand out and there was a bee attatched to it!

I'm beginning to think bee's are cheeky lil' buggers!

Grass Cutting Time!

The first avatar of Tara actually fits into the background of the kitten board, so the "I said quirky" part looks like it's floating, super intelligent me, hmm?

Just a few ramblings today, I couldn't sleep lastnight. The last time I checked my clock before I finally managed to get to sleep, it was 4:28am pfft! As if. Well, if I didn't sleep too good last night I should sleep tonight then, eh?

Lets hope....

Also, the grass cutting men were around to day, cutting grass, obviously. Now all the air smells of freshly cut grass, I probably shouldn't like that smell seeing as I'm allergic to pollen, but I do. It tells me that summer is almost here. Woo and hoo!

Oh and I made a Jodie Avatar, just incase a certain someone is being nosey :-p

Warmth Makes Me Dopey

When I know it's cold outside, but the heating is on inside and I'm warm it makes me sleepy, why? All I want to do is snuggle up and close my eyes, it's absurd! It's especially worse if I have a full tummy.

Anyway, something a little more interesting, at least to me.

I was reading Maslow's hierarchy of needs and saw sex as a biological need. Is sex something we need to survive as an individual? Really? I would have thought it was more for reproduction purposes than an actual need. But I found this website interesting, too.

My opinion is that we probably don't need sex, per se, but the intimacey of it provides us with emotional stability. Provided that the sex we have is fulfilling.

It's my opinion, I never said it was right :-p

America's Next Top Brat

Yes, yes. I hate the show with Tyra Banks auditioning anorexic girls to be the new faces on magazine covers and on catwalks..... actually, I hate Tyra Banks. She tries too hard to be 'cool'. And the clothes they're made to wear? If you could even call them clothes. Pfft!

Lose Weight - Get Dumped.

Ya'know. I noticed a strange phenomenon about weight loss. Being 8stone myself, I often find that I have no sympathy what-so-ever for people that are overweight unless it's because of a medical condition.

To me, weight gain is a result of laziness, then people moan about not being able to do the things they used to. Well, if you're carrying an extra 30 pounds around with you what do you expect? Bodies aren't designed to be over weight. Not really. I know it's because poeple don't have to 'hunt' for food anymore. If they're hungry all they have to do is walk to the kitchen and stuff their faces and humans obviously haven't found a happy medium.

However. I find it pleasing when people don't moan about the amount of weight they have gained and simply help themselves by losing it, but why is it that marriges often suffer for a partner losing weight?

Why is it, that when a partner begins to feel good about themselves, gain confidence and become somewhat happy about their appearence, their husband/wife simply cannot adjust to the positive changes their partner has made? Are they so insecure that they think their partner has changed a lot of things about themslves, maybe they'd want to change spouse, too?

It's funny, because nine times out of ten somebody decides to lose weight, not only for themselves, but for the approval and benefit of the one they love.... it isn't fair that the one they love then rejects them for the effort.

Really, it would be a whole lot easier if you didn't gain weight in the first place. Go to the gym people. It's not there to look pretty.

Begrudge Me

When was the last time I posted? Oooo four days ago, I'm not very good at this diary, blog, journal thing.

Well, what's been happening in the last four days?

Let me rack my brain for something interesting, oh. My mum got a new tattoo. She has four now. She's 38, almost 39 and reliving her teenage years. She's worse than me, honestly.

Also, I was told that I hold grudges, well, I knew that already. It's a defense mechanism. I mean, if somebody does something to make me feel sad or upset me in any way, how can a simple "I'm sorry" Compensate for the hurt? It doesn't, at least not to me. And I'm not very trusting, so if somebody tells me they're sorry I'm thinking "sure you are" How can you know if they sincerely mean it and aren't just saying it so they're in your good books again? At least if I hold a grudge I can be prepared if it happens again, ya' know?

It makes sense to me, anyway. I know holding a grudge isn't right, but then neither is getting your feelings hurt if you didn't deserve it.

The Truth About Women

This amused me. All women are bitches. lol oh sure we are.

Women are more vicious than men though, mentally I mean. Men can be quite obvious when they're being mean, but women? They'll pretend to be your best friend, find things out about you, then tell the world your secrets. It's true, but not always.

Even though I'm a woman, sometimes I find working with women to be difficult. Working with men is simple, they make a plan then carry it out. Women make a plan, discuss it to the death, then decide to do something else entirely. lol

Laughter.

My friend had a wedgie today, but instead of going about it discreetly she had to declare to everyone that her "knickers were getting a bit personal"

I laughed so much I cryed, but why? Is it really that funny? And if anybody else had heard her say that, would they have laughed as much as me?

Of course, me being me, this lead me to wonder about laughing. Why do people laugh?

Laughter is the biological reaction of humans to moments or occasions of humour: an outward expression of amusement.

Oh right, that settles it then, but what else?

Parts of the limbic system are involved in laughter. The limbic system is a primitive part of the brain that is involved in emotions and helps us with basic functions necessary for survival. Two structures in the limbic system are involved in producing laughter: the amygdala and the hippocampus.

Uh huh, and?

Laughter differs depending upon the gender of the laughing person: women tend to laugh in a more "sing-song" way, while men more often grunt or snort.

Sounds about right, anything else?

Laughter also gives your diaphragm and abdominal, respiratory, facial, leg and back muscles a workout. That's why you often feel exhausted after a long bout of laughter. You've just had an aerobic workout.

Ah I see, maybe that should be marketed as an alternative to the 'gym' I'd much rather laugh at a dvd of Peter Kay for ten minutes than sweat at the gym.