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A very happy Easter to all those observing it. I've had quite a busy Easter weekend, all in all.

I met up with [livejournal.com profile] monanotlisa on Saturday and we went to see Six Degrees of Separation (front-row centre complimentary seats, courtesy of the amazing [livejournal.com profile] athena25 ) which was wonderful. Snippety snip for review. )*

Later on that day, we went to the Retro Bar for a drink and to watch the New Who. To quote just about everyone: a mad man with a box. )


And on Sunday... )

Currently,  am watching Secret Diary of a Call Girl, which I hadn't seen before. It is... interesting.
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I had a fab day today. I don't really post much, and when I do it's generally depression-filled, so I imagine my shock - nay, astonishment! - when I had three good days in a row. Impossible, I swear.

The weekend was blissfully quiet. [livejournal.com profile] athena25 was away for LARPing shenanigans, so I took the opportunity to be domestic. And by 'domestic', I don't mean that I sat at home, which seems to have been the pattern of my winter. I was at home for some of it, but I was primarily cooking.

My food joy, let me tell you it. )

So after I finished eating the local Sainsbury's out of their fresh produce section, I decided to do some housework-type things. Not the 'I am depressed, see me polish' type of work, but opening up all the windows, doing fresh loads of washing, doing a little weeding, even - gasp! - leaving the back door open to air out the place.

I even found the time and energy to go to the gym for a truly punishing two hour session that left me unable to walk this morning. It was fabulous. A month's worth of lazing about, made up for in one morning's worth of pain and exertion. It was wonderful, I tell you.

I also had a mini clear-out, shifting loads of books and DVDs that were cluttering up the place.

Today I woke up and had a comedy morning, where I was convinced it was a Sunday because it was sunny. D'oh! Once I finally figured out that I should shift my arse out of bed, I got up... and nearly fell flat on my face, due to the afore-mentioned overly enthusiastic exertions yesterday. Got to work, things Not On Fire (tm) - knock on wood - and I am out tonight with my gay boyfriend.

So, anyway. Now that I am feeling vaguely human (due almost entirely to the fact that it has been sunny for a few days in a row, which basically means that whole bout of lethargy was due to a vitamin D deficiency), I am all-aglow about spring. I am even considering writing again. Imagine it! Me, back with a pen in my hand! Don't all fall down with shock.

Safe to say at this point: I'm officially off hiatus.

So what did I miss?
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Ah, ha, I have survived! Triumph, yes.

The last few weeks have been stupidly, hideously busy, and the next few weeks perhaps even more so - but the end is in sight! Last weekend [livejournal.com profile] monanotlisa came for a visit, and we had a fabulous time visiting the Moctezuma exhibit, viewing the 'Ice Worlds' show at the National Maritime Museum, afternoon tea at the Wolseley, etc etc. Sadly [livejournal.com profile] athena25 has not been well, and I send my poor lamb lots of love - but she is back this weekend, woohoo! Also, Halloween party, oh yes. *beams* I stayed up late last night sewing costume... or, well, costume-like thing, at any rate. It won't be quite up to the 'scary clown' costume the woman next to me at the John Lewis haberdashery section was painstakingly assembling, but it should do for hostess duties tomorrow evening.

I even got recipes etc all printed out. Now I just need to buy decorations and provisions for the Day of Cooking tomorrow, and I am all set. I hope that someone else is a dab hand with the mulled wine, as we all remember what happened the last time I tried to mull anything... we still haven't been able to get all the stains out, woe.

Then, next week - first week of Level 2 Arabic, oh my. My brain cannot cope with more stuff. But I have been studying like mad to get myself back up to speed, so hopefully I won't embarrass myself too much. Then [livejournal.com profile] athena25's birthday dinner (or pre-birthday dinner, as it turns out, as for the actual birthday dinner I am on a plane), packing at some point, presenting quarterly report to Director at work, then I am on a plane to the Congo, woohoo! Am a bit nervous that I am apparently not staying in a (nice, secure) hotel, but in an apartment (am similarly assured it is nice and secure), and so will have to hunt and gather for things like food. This will be complicated by me not being allowed to set food outside the door on my own... which should make things interesting! Any suggestions on things to do in Kinshasa gratefully received. I already have my 'to do' list:
2. locate post office, send postcards home.
3. go to the ZOO! (and avoid getting mugged, notorious place, very sad, but OTOH, ZOO!!)

And - I'm so looking forward to Yuletide I could burst. Whatever else I may manage in a given year, this has become a firm tradition with me. :)

So: I'm not back yet, but I will be soon! Send me glitter pens in the meantime.

(p.s. anyone else vaguely watching Defying Gravity on the Beeb with one eye? It may be that I'm not paying enough attention, but... I don't get it....)
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I had a lovely time on Thursday, finally having that long-delayed dinner with [livejournal.com profile] mizzykitty. After far too much sushi, we went back to mine to mainline B5 (she hasn't seen it! A possible new convert, hallelujah!) and geek out. It was ever so much fun, and it got me thinking.

B5 S1 waffling )


I also gave in to the inevitable and purchased S1 of the newer, brighter, more CGI'd remastered ST:TOS S1 boxset. It is, in a word, lush. ST:TOS squeeing )


I'm headed to bed now, to try to reset my body clock. Got to bed far too late last night, after a truly smashing party at [livejournal.com profile] mossman's. But it's work again on Monday, so needs must...


Jun. 25th, 2009 11:29 pm
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I had a wonderful day today wandering about town with my mother. We hung out at the V&A, ate and bought hat-making equipment. Yes, it's summer, I have time off, this means I am now making hats. I have no millinery experience, so this should be interesting. But the raw materials were on sale at the V&A, and I was playing around with them and put together something that I thought looked pretty, put it down and wandered off... only to have someone snatch it and march over to the tills to buy it, as assembled. So clearly I have missed my calling: I should have been sewing silk flowers onto Ascot-wear.

We also spent a great deal of time wandering about the shops, and finished the day off with an early dinner at the Wolseley, where we turned out to be seated next to (and almost in the lap of) that bloke wot plays the new Moneypenny in the Bond movies. I forget his name. Anyway, I would have said hello, but he seemed to be in the middle of getting dumped, or seriously told off, so I decided that it perhaps wasn't the best time. There there was ice cream at Patisserie Valerie, and off home for snacks and Practical Magic with [livejournal.com profile] athena25.

I love being on holiday. *beams*
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A very happy Easter to everyone celebrating! This is technically a week before the Bulgarian Easter, but it is the Armenian and English Easters, so we decided to observe it today. It was when my Lent calendar said 40 days ended, anyway!

Today was lovely. [livejournal.com profile] monanotlisa and I went to church with my family - the Armenian Church in Kensington - which was tricky yo get to. But it was nice running into everyone. Then lunch at my parents' house, and then trying to get back. Things were tricky on the tube, but what can you do. Got home and did some cleaning and washing etc, which made me feel heaps better, as domesticity always does. Tomorrow is shopping in Soho with [livejournal.com profile] queenspanky and [livejournal.com profile] wingsmith, followed by the double-bill at the Prince Charles: Point Break and Top Gun...

Best of all? No work until Weds. *beam*
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I think over-exposure to the Watchmen fandom has broken my brain. There I am, happily gorging on the good and the bad, and my subconscious comes up with this gem. Just realised this is mildly spoilery. )

Yeah. While everyone else is happily gorging on the pr0n, my brain decides that it wants PG-rated father/daughter action adventure (with an extra helping of angst). Srsly, this is why I'm not allowed to write any more. Or why I should be writing Alias instead. Gen Alias. With Sydney dangling over a pit and Jack riding to the rescue.


In non-crazy news, one more day at work and then I have Easter break, woo! I'm really looking forward to it. [livejournal.com profile] monanotlisa is visiting, and we are doing tea. Mmmm, tea. With champagne, naturally. Also, Good Friday is Judy Dench Day, with Madame de Sade in the evening, woot!
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OK, now, this is just getting ridiculous. Either I have stupid fingers or was temporarily unable to count last night, or The Berkley website is messing me about and making reservations for me for the wrong month. Neither option fills me with much joy. I am eschewing the electronic option in favour of, er, emailing in a reservation. There shall be tea!!

But not, it appears, on Mothering Sunday, for Claridge's is fully booked. I am quite upset by this. Viable alternatives for afternoon tea with my mother, people? Don't say the Ritz, she'd... ok, she probably won't hate it, but I'm not convinced she would have a good time, either. Thoughts?

Other annoying things: someone, either the post office or the suppliers, is holding my curling iron hostage. I will not stand for it. I have sent a very stroppy email to Amazon.


Today was v. busy - not more work than usual, just very fast, everything crashing and things needing to be done immediately. Things almost calmed down in the afternoon, when one of the Directors called me (presumably because my boss is off sunning himself in, er, Devon for the half term) and asked if I could brief him on XYZ tomorrow morning, before his meeting with the CEO. When's his meeting with the CEO? 9am. *sigh* Which means I have an 8am tomorrow I am not really looking forward to. I think I am fully prepared, but you never know until you're there.


In other news, aaaah, Burkina in a week!

And, as it turns out, aaaaah, Zambia in June!

(And possibly Kenya in September, although that's less likely. Carbon footprint, credit crunch, et cetera.)

I'm really glad my shots are up to date...
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One of the things I love about where I live is that it's full of families, and everyone knows everyone in the shops. My local grocers? I've watched his son grow up. The local Budgens would order in stuff for me. (And it broke my heart to find that they closed! Stupid new Tesco and credit crunch. *sulk*)

Anyway, [livejournal.com profile] athena25 and I were at the local independent coffee shop today, and a dad was there with his two-year-old and baby. The toddler demanded to use the loo, and her daddy had to take her. So he parked his baby with the cafe staff, and took his little girl to the loo.

The cafe staff know me, of course, and when I couldn't stop cooing over the baby (she was so lovely!) dutifully handed her over. And I had her for a good ten minutes before her daddy came back to claim her.

1. The baby was awesome. She was really cute (about 6-8 months), and quiet, and didn't grab at my hair or cry or demand to be put down. A cute, very well-behaved baby that made me INSTANTLY BROODY.
2. The dad thanked me for looking after her, rather than screaming about why I was holding his baby. Which, given the current hysterical climate over child safety, was such a breath of fresh air! Of course, it helped that I was sat in a gigantic arm-chair with her firmly ensconced in my lap, and no appearance of planning to make off with her under my coat, but still. It was really nice.

Anyway. BABY!

I haven't thought about babies for a while. (Other than roughly deciding when I'm going to be having one, which is in the next 5-10 years.) Now I'm actively broody. DAMN YOU, OVARIES!! *shakes fist*


In other news, my local charity store continues to be made of awesome, as they now open on Sundays. They have also continued their side-line of MIND-READING, as I walked in and found three books I had been planning on purchasing sitting there, brand-new and for a fifth of their normal price. This is the third fourth fifth time this has happened. My library (currently closed for refurbishment, woe) was similarly psychic, as is the nearby Oxfam book-store. I won't even talk about the time where I left the house looking for Rocket Dog black sequinned ballet pumps, walked in to the charity store and found Rocket Dog black sequinned ballet pumps - in my size. Spooky, I'm telling you.


I am watching Eli Stone. Victor Garber rocks my socks.
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The weekend was spent in Edinburgh, celebrating best mate E's nuptials. There was much drinking, much eating, and a ceidlih, which means my arches re in dire need of TLC. Never mind, there were also lots of gorgeous Navy guys in uniform happy to provide it. Of course, I refused to give anyone my number, much to E's eye-rolling amusement. But the flirting and the waltzing was lovely. (And my dress was made entirely out of AWESOME).

The bride looked beautiful in red silk, the groom very handsome in his uniform, and they had a guard of honour (or whatever it's called) doing a sword-arch thing for them to walk under. Very pretty.

Then came shopping in Edinburgh, which was also lovely.

At 3pm on Sunday, I got on the train to travel down to London. At 6pm one of the electric lines came down, and we were stranded. I finally got into Kings X at 1am, 1 hour wait for a taxi home, then an hour in the taxi... I got in at 3am. 3AM PEOPLE. I was in agony all day Monday, and also today, as I worked until the building shut & the night watchman chucked me out. Poo.

BUT. I have news! ) *bounce*
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I'm back. Didja miss me?


Last night, [livejournal.com profile] queenspanky, [livejournal.com profile] wingsmith and I went to see Now or Later, a new play by Christopher Shinn at the Royal Court Theatre. Read more... )

Quote: courtesy of the script books wingsmith purchased for 'spanky and myself )


In other theatre-related news, [livejournal.com profile] athena25 and I have tickets to see Ivanov at the end of October, which I am very excited about. I remain astonished at those who waited for the reviews to book, especially considering that it's Branagh doing Stoppard doing Chekhov. What were people waiting for? Direction by Peter Brooke? I had the good fortune to see Branagh on stage once before, in Mamet's Edmond at the National, which was very impressive indeed. I thought that perhaps the set dressing was a bit fussy at the time - I could quite happily have watched Branagh on an empty stage, he's certainly big enough to fill it - but the play itself was very good, and Branagh was amazing. Which, given that I'm not really a Mamet fan, says quite a bit for the direction and for Branagh himself.


I couldn't get tickets to see the RSC Hamlet, as they sold out within 2 hours of going on sale. Damnit. BUT. I may be seeing someone even dearer to my heart if all goes well in the next month. I have been given no promises, and will be a small puddle of goo if it happens, anyway, BUT. The mere possibility is making me happy.


I had to indulge and buy the special extended edition of Sex and the City: the Movie. I don't care if people think I'm silly, it's guaranteed to make me happy. As is Pret-a-Portea, which I am going to with my mummy on Sunday. Now, the plan was to also go to London Fashion Weekend, but I'm not sure that we'll have time, plus tea-dresses are a little difficult to manage when one is shopping. So the plan is to stay in Knightsbridge, rather than shuttling back and forth to S. Ken, and maybe finally find a tailor to fix my silk evening gown. (If you've seen me in the last 3 months, this has been the bane of my existence. C'MON. I know silk is difficult to repair, but it's not that bad, and, anyway, isn't this what specialist tailors are for???)Why the focus on clothing? )

Speaking of tailors, I must repair [livejournal.com profile] wingsmith's trousers. Honestly, that boy. Tut tut.
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I woke up this morning, and it was autumn. It had rained all night, and it was overcast outside. I know that it's still summer, that it's too hot and humid to be anything else. But my brain thinks that it's autumn. And autumn is Back To School time, time for figuring out my life and getting a fresh wind and all that jazz.

Problem is, I'm not sure where that fresh wind is supposed to be taking me. Help, pls, kittens offered as payment. )

C'mon, flist, I've been rambling for a while, now, help me out. I know there's a stack of PhD holders out there, I wanna know what you think.


In unrelated news, I saw Wall.E, which was awesome. I also called an ambulance & sat with a guy who was having a heart attack, or epileptic fit, or both, which was less awesome. Well, for him, anyway. I felt pretty awesome afterwards. He was driving when he had it, so it was lucky that he simply stopped in the middle of the road rather than crashing the car, really. It really made me think - hence the thinking above, life is too short, I might have a heart attack on my way to work, etc.

Also, spent Sunday with my parents, as it was my mother's birthday yesterday. I bought her jewellery, it's what all the good daughters are doing these days. In return, she encouraged me to buy some truly gorgeous Carvela shoes, fuschia satin four inch heel with a satin ribbon tie at the front. I feel amazing in them, but see above re: difficulty in saving. Why save when you can have fuschia shoes?

Also had hair dyed back to original colour. And cut. Again with the fabulous.


Had weird moment when my brother asked me in a slight panic if he'd used the correct morning-after-night-before etiquette on this girl he'd slept with. Erm, what? Shouldn't you know this already, I asked. Well, yes, but this was the first time he couldn't remember her name. Or going home with her, apparently. Oy vey, boys these days. Still, it's nice to know that I was the one he asked (not that he could ask his friends, of course, because it's not the sort of thing boys discuss). Anyway, he'd turned out to be a lot more gentlemanly and polite than I had been when a similar thing happened to me, so it was all fine. Still - sheesh. I was still hoping he was a virgin, and here he is waking up in stranger's beds.


Did I mention I have new shoes? Flatmate Z is taking me out to a formal dinner at the Stranger's Dining Room in Westminster Palace once Recess is over (doesn't it sound like a school thing?? I can't help giggling every time she mentions it.), where I shall be showing them off. I also made reservations at The Caramel Room on a spur of the moment thing. I've decided that my life can be greatly enriched through regular injections of glamour. Yes. Pictures of outfits may well follow.


Oooh, dinner. I'm having Thai red chicken curry, yummy.
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Thank you for all the birthday wishes, I had a lovely day yesterday, although I do not feel twenty-seven. I'm told that this awareness will come in time, usually at about the 33rd birthday point. Ho hum.

Had a truly excellent day, actually - took the day off from work and had a massage, was taken out for a delicious lunch by [livejournal.com profile] selenak, here on a splendiferous book tour, and got signed up for a not-for-profit agency that has promised to find me a job in development that pays actual cash-money. Like a real job and everything!

Also had a lovely dinner with [livejournal.com profile] athena25, [livejournal.com profile] queenspanky, [livejournal.com profile] rifle, flatmate Z and [livejournal.com profile] wingsmith, who crossed a country to come share mussels with me. I love my friends. *gathers them to my bosom*

Today, I am having my hair coloured. This will take 3 hours and cost a fortune, as I am attempting to go back to my original hair colour, which is more or less that of Evangeline Lilly in last month's In Style (go, look, admire). No prizes for guessing that this will be difficult to achieve after having dyed my hair black for the winter. BUT. I have faith in my hairstylist, Yu, who I have to book in person as every attempt to book him over the phone turns into an Abbott & Costello sketch.

Seeing my parents tomorrow - shopping glee and also Mamma Mia with my mum in the evening, as it is her birthday on Monday and we'll go see ABBA-themed movies and/or stage shows if we want to, the agonised pleading of the boys notwithstanding - and a four-day week next week, due to a training day on the Friday that will hopefully be spent at the pub. W00t!
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Many, many thanks to all the people who sent me lovely b-day wishes. *smooches you all* You guys are the best.

Yesterday was fab. I bought art materials, and drew for several hours (my left arm is strangely fascinating once you've dissected it on paper...) and wrote fic, and drank chai tea, and generally did nothing. IT WAS ACE.

In the evening, I met up with [livejournal.com profile] athena25, [livejournal.com profile] wingsmith, [livejournal.com profile] queenspanky and [livejournal.com profile] ababyyou and we went to Carmen for tapas and sangria, and THEY BOUGHT ME A JEWELLED RIDING CROP!! I just about fell off my chair. It's soooooooooo beautiful! *loves*

Today I slept until 1pm.

I like being older. :)


Jul. 7th, 2007 10:25 pm
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Today was nice. It was sunny, for one thing. I was beginning to think that we'd all drown.

I finished off I, Claudius, which was brilliant (review forthcoming), bought some uber-cheap graphic novels at my local library, and hung out with [livejournal.com profile] queenspanky. We watched The Prestige, which was very good, if rather soulless, and also sat in the garden for 0.3 seconds. Me being of good, solid Mediterranean stock (well, near the Caucuses, anyway), I immediately turned bright pink. Erm, wtf? Seems that my mother's blonde-and-grey-eyed Slavic genes are responsible for me looking like a lobster.

She, btw, found this highly amusing. Meanwhile, my father's ancestors have evidently been shamed, etc, and I must go on a ship immediately to prove that I am hardy and strong and not the least bit dainty. I pointed out that my seasickness would prevent this. The *facepalm* this provoked could be heard for miles around. To be fair, I was ridiculously blonde as a child, so pinkness in the face of midday sun is probably not such a strange thing.

Also, Harry Potter 5 in about 4 days. When did this happen?? Being so busy under exams & work evidently has some advantages; you blink and new books and movies are delivered on your doorstep.
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1) I wore my new silk summer dress. Navy blue, with white polka dots, A-line, beautiful, and very very expensive (too expensive, in fact; I haven't finished paying for it). Felt like a princess. Or at least someone Not Poor.

2) Snagged the exquisite silk of the exquisite silk dress. Tried to kill self. Smoothed snag out. Decided that, as it was two-layer, woven silk, it wouldn't actually show. Did not kill self.

3) Went to the Henley Women's Regatta (hence the glamour), sipped drinks, ate barbeque and was Employed, Glamorous and Flirtatious with several new hires starting at Employers soon. More to the point, was very flirtatious with exceptionally cute friend they had brought along, who was, in no particular order:

a) 6'2"

b) blue/grey eyes

c) tall and broad

d) an ex-rower

e) had a political theory background


f) wanted financial experience to then move into the NGO sector.

Did I mention he was a honey? Oh yeah. A good time was had. I made a special point to befriend his friends, and he lives reasonably close, and - ok, I didn't throw my number at him, but as he'd just moved to the country from South Africa I figured I'd give him a chance to find a house first before I move in via his friends (who have started work already and are therefore on the email list) who think I'm great.

And, also, glamorous.

4) On my way home, I was stared at by some creepy guy who was facinated by my chest. I went to wrap my borrowed wrap around me, and then realised I'd left my borrowed wrap (or, [livejournal.com profile] athena25's wrap, to be more precise) on the Henley train. Blast. I now owe her a new wrap.

5) I nearly broke my feet trying to wear shoes that went with my glamorous dress but were just not the right shape for my feet. I gave in and bought Elle, which had gold flipflops which went with my outfit. I win.

6) I got home, showered, watched Doctor Who, realised I'd burnt (WTF????) despite factor 109456754674 suncream and a tent overhead, and checked my mail.

7) my mail contained a cheque from Inland Revenue, giving me a tax rebate. I now have £200 more pounds than I did three minutes ago. This will pay for the uber-expensive dress I have yet to pay for.

I am win. That is all.


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