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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
Likes
Movies
Books
Writing
Theatre
Hugs
Kittens
Chess
Scrabble (mostly beating Cheesy's butt)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Dislikes
Vegetables
Arguments
Cleaning
Trashy TV
Pretensions
Public Transport
Pets
Rabbits-Bambi, Fern, Sooty, Pippa-all deceased
Dog-Sammy-deceased :(
Fish-CatFlap-recently (and finally!) deceased
Cat-Tiggy-still scratching
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Technically Rachel
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Friday, April 23, 2004
Oooh GMail - that'll be interesting. I've been able to use my actual name for the first time ever! (Not that I'm gonna type my full name here, but I share my name with a famous person - I cannot be googled!)
The Funny Thing
In my new offices, you hear a lot. In particular, one of the editing rooms contains some kinda loud and very vocal americans. This isn't the funny bit. The funny bit is that one of the guys sounds exactly like Kermit the Frog. It's freaking me out!
The Weird Life Thing
Been debating mentioning this here, so, may not be a very good post. My Aunty Jean just died. She was a big part of my childhood, though really only someone I see at Xmas, and unusually, one of the few relatives I actually spent some time with last time I was home. Despite this, her sudden death has knocked me over in a way I can't describe much. Mostly I feel bad for those extremely close to her, who would never have seen this coming. For me, it's the first real death. That sounds weird, I know. I've been to funerals before. But they weren't people intrinsically part of what I know to be my life. This is the first real family one, and as expected, I don't like it much at all. Death and me don't agree with eachother much. I don't fear my own death - come what may on that front. But I do fear loss, and hate the utter weirdness of it. You'd think evolution would have built us better to deal with death, what with it being ever so inevitable and our extreme awareness of it. So, I don't like it. That's me being solemn. I wanted to put a bunch of anecdotes and funny stories about her, but I just don't have it in me. Maybe after the funeral. To be true though - the family won't be the same without her.
7:08 pm
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