Wednesday, May 28, 2008

hot hot hot

today's irritations.
my bathroom radiator is doing strangled cats impressions and whining loudly. so loudly in fact that it kept me awake last night. i have fiddled with various buttons but it's still making the irritating, just within human hearing range, squeal. it is also only hot at the bottom so if we want to get our towels warm and or dry we have to wedge them behind it. which was hardly the idea of spending £200+ on a swanky radiator.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

a little mouse with clogs on, well i declare

i was watching the 'amy winemouse' video earlier (youtube it if it's passed you by, it's a goodie) of old aime and PD playing with baby mice.
it's weird.
who decorated the place? the room is lit by a blue bulb, which, frankly, is hardly the most flattering of lights even when you are feeling peachy, let alone when you are rocking the skeleton in a stretched yellow Marigold look.
so, Amy picks up one of the baby mice and in baby mouse voice starts talking to hubby asking him not to leave her, and I found myself thinking – what if it's all an elaborate hoax!
what if she's not really a caner but is in bed, make up removed and fully moisturised for 10pm, so she gets a bit of quality shuteye before getting up, donning the frantically backcombed beehive wig and manky charidee shop bra, smearing a bit of kohl round her eyes so she can 'fake stumble' into the garden for the paps to get their shots.
what if it's all a front, some clever marketing ploy to keep her in the headlines.
well, i'm buying it!

Thursday, May 15, 2008

eye eye

put my contact lenses in this morning. went to gym. noticed that my left lense was durdy.
big smudge right in the centre, meaning i was seeing the world in slightly soft focus (my left eye is the alpha male of my vision).
get to work, take out my lenses.
still have big smudge right in the centre of my field of vision.
i have smudgy eye! is that a condition, like pink eye? it's not pleasant.
and my eye woes don't stop there.
i once had an examination, at the end of which the optician told me 'apart from a couple of fatty deposits your eyes are in perfect health'.
FATTY DEPOSITS! at the time i was enjoying a particularly tricky relationship with my body, so hearing that as well as a stubborn roll of flab around my midriff i had fatty deposits on my eyes was the icing on a cake i was far too calorie-controlling to eat.
it's a cruel old world.