So, let's start at Wednesday - cannot for the life of me remember what happened, so it looks like that was a good day then. That's actually quite worrying - a whole 24 hours disappeared. Maybe I was abducted! By aliens? Was I probed anally? Why haven't they called me since? Or at least sent flowers? Bastards.
Thursday's another blank. Well, it was pay day, so there's a memory. Still, doesn't bode well does it? I'll want these days back on my death bed. Oh hang on, I remember seeing Sally in work - I like her, she's a good-time gal. And voted Labour too - in my old school (shame I couldn't see more of it) and saw someone from work as well. What a small world. Oh look, I did remember things after all!
Friday, yes I remember you - it was Dave in work's last day. He was agency, with Hays, and only hired for a certain period of time. Apparently he was there longer than most though. I'll miss him, he always riled the women in the office into a retaliation frenzy! I signed his card though, and threw in some money for his sweety presents, so it wasn't a forgetful end. The mood was extremely confusing afterwards - well, it was all day, but more so after he'd left. I was happy as it was Friday, but sad because I wouldn't have a barrier from Yvonne from Monday. I'll have to keep her soothed from now on.
On Saturday I continued my efforts to back up all my files in preparation for the big format. Also put the second act of Taboo on for mother, as I'd sneakily watched it a few days earlier. Ended up watching the end of it with her when I'd finished going splishy-splashy in the bath. God she made me cringe with that musical - there's a song in it where it goes, 'You always knew, didn't you mother?', and my mother turned to me and said, 'I never knew though, did I? Does that make me a bad mother?'. I had to explain to her that it wasn't just about knowing your son was gay, it was about them being different and not fitting in in the world. I'll have to divulge here that awkward moment when I came out to her, but not whilst I'm trying to catch up with five days of nothing.
At last we reach Sunday - wanted to wake up early, but the body was weak and refused. Carried on with the backup - I really have too much crap on the computer. But it's just one of the prices I pay for using it as an escape mechanism. Watched the Jo Brand DVD I rented, very funny - lot's of woman jokes, but having something in common with the female population I could laugh at most of it too. It was also a day where I got two visits from Mr Melling, and a cufuffle with Mr Ellis. We'll begin with Lee - he called me from Matalan, where he was with his mum. He'd been to the Ideal Home Show and Apple Store on Saturday I think, and I joked about the 'new' Apple OS, which caused him to hang up abruptly. He later apologised in a text, saying that he was 'on', as it were - which is also what I had said to Wendy after his cutting of the conversation. I now preserve the text message here, and will make plans to have it framed.
Been getting texts from Max lately, probably because I haven't had my messenger open since I've been doing that thing that I've mentioned too many times already. He's my main online buddy ol' friend ol' pal - been speaking to him for around 6 years now and never met him once. Probably for the best, really. For him! It's quite a fascinating story of how we came to be such chatty people, full of chance encounters and crap like that - I won't tell it now though, partly to keep your interest piqued, but also because I'll just ramble on and ruin it. Best told in drips and drabs - I'll probably still bollocks it up anyway. Where was I? Oh yes, he was telling me about a new Melanie B video on the telly - I have to say it's the cheapest music video I've ever seen! And I've seen the class production I starred in when I was in school! Song's rather good, definitely a grower, but the video is just inexcusable.
Darren meanwhile was his flamboyant self, amusing us all with renditions of songs from Taboo, and how he wants to do it at some wedding thing, can't remember who's. Speaking of marriage, he also reminded me that I've been invited to his brother's engagement party on the 20th of this month. I'm already in a pickle - I joked with him that I would bring my stilleto's (A JOKE! I OWN NONE! Only flats...), and now Brenda (his mum) knows I've said it. Whatever will I do? Come up with a witty comment on that it was all just a humourous quip? Or just take the lazy way out and wear a pair? Well, I always go the lazy route... He'd sent me a rather long, confusing, but altogether raucous e-mail asking why I hadn't posted on my blog, saying mine and Lee's blogs gave him something to look forward to, and without them he has nothing to trigger his imagination. I've probably got that completely wrong, but I can't have a look at the e-mail again because of the oft-mentioned backup. Andy never came round either - his loss anyway.
Just bought my mum a new phone online - she's been using my really old Nokia 3330, which can't hold a charge at all. Sometime this week she'll have a nice shiny new 3100 that she won't be able to use at all. Mother's and technology, eh? It doesn't have a camera, but it'll do.
So here I am, faced with another week of work, and I've still got to do this bloody computer reinstallation thing! Need to tidy my corner before I begin as well! Sheesh! I'll have to come up with some topic type things to talk about when I've done bugger all, just to keep Darren happy ;). I may also touch on the creepy dreams I had, one involving a rather aerobic version of Alton Tower's Rita ride and the other a tall man, plus the strange sex musical I watched. Or I may not.
Until next time - Stoppit and Tidyup!
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