A little tryout. Sorry a bit of craziness. Yup I don't act my age. Haven't done since I was six. Don't plan on starting now...

Script:

Scottish Man: I want to get back at Pippi, but how? Hmmm... Got it! (To Pippi) Heya Pippi!
Pippi Longstockings: What?
Scottish Man: I luv you!
Pippi: What?
Scottish Man: I really really do like you!
Pippi: Really?
Scottish Man: Would I lie to you?
Pippi: Dunno.
Scottish Man: I'd rather be struck my lightning!
Narrator: That can be arranged! Hahaha...
Scottish Man: (Gets struck by lightning) Aaaaaaaaaaaaaargh!
Pippi: Well... I'm gonna go, so bye!

Waking up screaming you (Rhubi) say? Done that too. Dunno how you can't wake yourself up going that... Remember when we used to sleep in the sun lounge in Donny? You screamed in your sleep. Bloody scared the living daylights out of me. Thought you were in agony, but you didn't wake up! You must of inherited that from your mother if it even is "inheritable". New trend now is to wake up soaking in sweat. Think I prefer the screaming...

Whoa you tell your mother where you go all the time? No secrets on that level? Hey kewl level is one of those words when you read it backwards it still means the same! Level leveL. Erm... Lost the thread there. I'm impressed! You're doing better than me and my sneaking around Donny. If I catch you doing the same you'll be in trouble. DEEP DEEP trouble.

Thx, it should be "irregrettable" as you said UNLESS the vet is like Altwegg that b@st@rd of a person. If that's the case I'm outta there quicker than you can say "six sticky sucker sticks". It's not easy... Don't even know what it means but suppose it depends whether you have a Dirty Mind or not. Anyway the head vet seems to be friendly. Emphasis on seems. Gonna see him in February.

Now to something completely different. Whilst in Geneva with A, we went past a shop that sells swords, sabres, knives and Middle Age-y items. Real swords... It only cost 257 Frs... There was one that looked like Gryffindor's. Even dreamt about it. I've always loved old things like that. Think I got a new (none-physical) addiction. Really want to buy that sword. Probably never will though and once enough time has passed it will be forgotten. It was really beautiful though. Gleaming silver and golden handle encrusted with red "gem stones". Long blade. Razor sharp. 50 CM long. Can't stop thinking about it. Oh well better concentrate on learning how to drive, education, getting a job, etc... before wasting money on such a useless item, but it is my prrreciousssssssss.

Yay for verbal abuse! Where would we be without it? It's so much worse than physical torture. One sharp word can cut so much deeper than any knife, one insult can wound much more than any punch. Oops got slightly carried away there. Anyhow it's one thing to be called names by "enemies" but why the schmuck do random people have to do it? If I wanted to be insulted I'd go and see Claire...

With Hell one can replace fires and demons with pointy tridents by being in a small room surrounded by people staring at you, their eyes burning into your flesh, those horrible judging eyes. Sartre was right. Hell is Others! People crowd you! They invade your personal space. Is it too much to ask for not being sat on in the bus? Seriously there's plenty of room at the other end of the bus but NOOOO they have to stand near you stepping on your foot in the process.

This is one random post, well guess they all are but this one in particular is REALLY weird. Can't keep focused either, but before I end it: Rhubi and Raspi: your father was here and there was a longish discussion about Granny. I still maintain that she does not have Altsheimers otherwise she would be much worse, however she does have Dementia. Whoa the beginning of this James Blunt song reminds me of the James Bond theme music. Oops soz. Back on topic: as long as Gramps doesn't accept the help of Social Services we can't do much. Your father was also talking about sending Josy over in an emergency and she could stay in your house at the top of the garden. Also Granny needs more stimulation. She's simply bored. We've been over that a 100 times already though, so don't know what more can be said about it. Going to see them in 19 days. So do you want anything from England?

Oh yeah, heard that F(a) wants to visit you. Hope he doesn't bring his 5 friends like he did when he came here (and you abandoned me!!! How could you??) or else you will be snored out! Scary he asked me whether I wanted to marry M(o) (my other 2nd cousin and F(a)'s 1st cousin) after the funeral. Luckily someone interrupted because the honest answer would have been as "sensitive as a blunt ax" to quote Nearly Headless Nick. Scary F(a)'s sister's name starts with M(a) and their cousins' initials are F(r) and M(o) as well...

Sorry dunno what I'm saying so see ya for a webbie on the Tue 5th, Wed 6th or Thu 7th of Feb? How does that sound? Leaving for the UK on that Thursday, but the flight doesn't leave 'til 21:25 local time. Anyway revise well, have fun and cya around sometime.

Time to update again! It's never been as irregular as this! Anyway, what's new? Er... Why am I asking YOU? Nothing much. Uni only starts on the 28th with a Maths exam. Then nothing until the 1st followed by Bio on the 5th. Usually should be going to England on the 7th UNLESS Nottingham bothers to tell me I have an interview.

Not heard anything, except from Bristol and they kept saying "you must be so disappointed" in every line of the rejection letter. WELL not really but if you don't shut up you will be! They also wrote "the reason for the rejection cannot be discussed at this point". So yay for that. London also rejected me, but they didn't send anything. Nottingham, Liverpool and Sheffield haven't responded. Apparently Nottingham is notorious for not answering and L and S are both difficult to get into, so yay again. It just keeps getting better! I thought S is a dump, no one will want to go there! WRONG!

The only good thing that I'm going to do a 6 week (unless I piss every one off) internship at a Vet's in Doncaster. He said I could visit when I go over in February.

Looked into Translation in Geneva. Looks about as fascinating as peeling a banana, but as Biology is defo not my thing, so we're or rather I am looking into other possibilities.

So L: How did your first exam go?
P: What were you saying about me meeting Greg? Is he being an ass?

Oh yeah found out that Schmusie weighs 3.9 KG. She's as fluffy as ever! Not to mention naughty! She's really playful. I had a really scary dream involving her.

The dream started off with me having to look after some kids as part of my Vet training. They stepped outside to go home and disappeared into thin air and I thought "damn there goes my career in child care!" Next thing I find Schmusie covered in blood with a long gash down her side and you could see her bowels. I was panicking and went to see the next door neighbour and wanted him to take me to the Vet's as I couldn't drive and didn't know the number for emergency for animals. The Neighbour just said: "Oh it's not that bad and I saw the kids go in that direction. They got home safe..." Erm, well no she only had her side SLICED open, but that's nothing too serious... Anyway somehow got to the vet's and he stitched her back up. That was seriously scary! Luckily she's OK.

That's it for today.