girlofprey

Am slightly annoyed. Dad's upset that I'm spending so much time on the internet now - he actually called me on my mobile, minutes after calling my mum downstairs and asking where I was, to yell at me for how much time I was spending in my room now, and I should wash the car, or something. Then he hung up. It was quite surreal. And my sister has started coming into my bedroom asking if she can borrow my laptop to watch DVDs on. No is the answer to that. Because a) it is mine, and even when I am not using it I like to have it there, b) I don't want it dragged all over the house every five minutes, c) she watches a Buffy and an Angel episode, at least, every morning, and most importantly d) once you give her something she wants, she will not give it back until she's finished with it. Unfortunately saying 'no' to her for any personal 'I don't want to'-type reason generally ends with her screaming that she hates you and breaking something you like. I have tried explaining reason (b) to her, at which point she called me mean. We will have to wait and see if she accepts it or tries to think of a way round it. Sigh.

On the other hand, after waiting until about half-past one to give said sister a lift to her new house, mum and I and the (quiet) baby had a lovely day in Freeport, which is a retail outlet shopping centre in case none of you know. I had forgotten mum puts money 'on one side' to buy me clothes with. Shopping was done. I bought:

• A coat that is really for winter, but was lovely and £165 reduced to £10 - score.


• Two vest-tops of also a tenner, one of which makes my breast look huge but I like, so :P


• A new pair of brown 'stone' combat trousers for £12, from £25


• A top which again has breast issues but is lovely and £7


• A skirt which is identical in every detail to one I saw in River Island 3 months ago, but has mysteriously aquired a new label. Hmm. It is also stone with flowery bits, and a slanty hem. I have no shoes to wear with it. Or tops, apart from a £3 khaki vest.


• A DVD 'crate' and a DVD rack for £6 and £3 respectively, for organising DVDs

And also the Adam and Joe Show DVD for £8. I have not the money for this, but eeee ::dances for Adam and Joe:: Well, not for them... Be quiet.

Sadly, I did not get a job at Freeport, which was the main aim of the trip. I gave my slightly crumpled CV in at Kurt Muller though. I am not great at job hunting. But I am at clothes hunting :D I think I will turn my attention to bedroom sorting-out-ness first though. Get rid of some of the 'excess' and unpack some of the goodness. Get rid of some of the boxes. DVDs probably need a 'pruning' also. Hmm. This shall be tomorrow's job, I think. I must go to Nottingham on Thursday, to retrieve a double mattress my landlord will not buy to replace the old crappy one I...replaced, with it ::shakes fist:: But yes. Good plan, I think. Hurrah :D

Also; this is the Hook-handed man. I make icons yay!

Went to see Lemony Snicket with my mother, who very kindly bought dinner, coke and both Maltesers and Galaxy Swirls when I just couldn't decide (nice mother!)

( Some thoughts )

In other news, did absolutely NOTHING on my essay. To be fair, it's up to 2,600 words now, out of 3,000, and I can write at least another 400 on Eliot, but I've only covered about half the subjects I wanted to cover. I sense some serious editing and a LOT more writing may be required. Sigh. It's really quite annoying how carried away I can get. I wanted it finished by today. HAVE to get started on the Language essay. Though to be fair I have about 3 weeks left to finish both of them, 4-ish in fact for the literature. It just means lots of work for the next few weeks, that's all. Sigh.

In happier news, my carpet's coming tomorrow, and dad wants a big day of moving my furniture back in, so could be re-installed in there by tomorrow night, and can use the desk for writing essays and everything. Might not feel so good once I'm in there, of course - it's really a tiny room, and there's no double bed. However, being in a green room will mean I'm free to buy those lovely pink fairy lights from Habitat, so perhaps is all good. Yay.

Also found some pretty Christmas earrings in Claire's Accesories (cheap chic!) for a mere £2.50, and realised the fabulousness of the cheap second-hand book stall in the local market. Jasper Fforde for £4 - get in!

Sensing a hard day of shifting furniture and essay-writing ahead of me tomorrow, anyway, so I'll be off. Goodnight all.

Am much happier today, since my room is actually on its way to be habitable. Decorator was in today (at 8 o'clock. With a radio), and the walls are now duly papered and a lovely shade of green. Carpet's arriving on Saturday, so who knows, I may actually have a place to put all my wonderful new possessions come the 25th. It's a Christmas miracle!

Essay is progressing less well, however. Probably at least partly due to my rekindled ravenous obsession with Romeo+Juliet (1996 version). Can't help it. So pretty. To the point where looking at my LJ layout is physically depressing. Wish I was a layout whiz. Sigh. Ah well. Tybalt also massively a fox. There ought to be slash, that is not just EPIC and in my head.

I'm getting on with it, anyhow. I'm pretty confident I can write 3000 words on Katherine Mansfield and T.S. Eliot even without further reading. It's just a matter of doing it. So I can get onto my 3000 LANGUAGE essay, which I am NOT confident I can write. Sigh. Ah well. If I get the lit essay done by Friday, I can at least take a weekend break to see my friend at Manchester, whose not home till then. And of course see Lemony Snicket with the parents (hence free, and with sweets). Am actually quite looking forward to it - though Jim Carrey was going to go all pantomime with Count Olaf at first, but early clips on Film 2004 have restored my faith in the route of hilarity. We'll see.

At least all my Christmas shopping's done. I love Leeds in the cold. My chapped, chapped lips don't, but I'm the one in charge here. Saw many pretty things for me too, of course. But not until after Christmas, when I have more than negative cash. Some things not even then (Dear Coast: love your dresses, hate your prices. That is all). But no matter - I'll still be able to run around, in the middle of the January sales, like a mad cow in the middle of a stampede (wait...).