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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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Saturday, April 22, 2006
So, who would've thought that a lifetime of conscientious debt-avoidance would backfire so spectacularly? Nationwide (typical bankers that they are) have turned down our mortgage application (after nearly three months of faffing around, the gits). Why? Because our credit rating is too low. This was an inital puzzlement to us both. We pay our bills on time, our only debts are our student loans and minimal overdrafts, we've never had a bad debt or an unpaid credit card in our lives. Which is apparently the problem. By making the sensible to decision to never have credit cards, and to only ever spend money that we actually have, we have been rewarded with a bad credit history - in that we don't have one. Cause apparently having no credit cards means that you must be really bad with credit. Never mind the fact that we're obviously just really good at managing our finances so we never need credit cards.
So, we're in a bit of a pickle - which probably only hiring some kind of financial advisor will get us out of. And the clock's ticking if we want to get the flat we picked.
Fuckwit credit agencies - reducing life to a fucking number. What happened to a society which discouraged people from getting in debt?
Sigh.
*Goes to find some chocolate*
1:29 pm
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Just a breezing in post - work is still mental in a calm sort of way (that's the best I can explain it). House stuff is completely mental in a mental kind of way. Let's just say that Nationwide add particular resonance to the term "Bankers"). Am desperately cobbling my script together for the Royal Exchange playwright thingy, and also trying to knock together as many TV scripts as I can. Turns out I'll be working across the hall from certain peeps from a certain mainstream TV channel over the next few weeks, who might be willing to take a peek at my scripts - if I ask super nicely and bring them lots of presents. Still - best to be prepared, that's what I say.
And... Bron in her spate of putting up her ingenious films online recently added a yummy little montage of 2004's Technically Speaking production. Thanks to putting the words "lesbian kiss" in the description it's now had over 700 views. Go and add to it! A reminder for you lovelies who saw it and a taster for those of you shameless enough to miss it.
Go here, go now!
7:57 pm
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Slobbing around the flat today, trying to remove the nagging headache and lethargy that's been following me around since yesterday afternoon. Methinks the germs might have attacked me as things have calmed down at work a bit. Always the way. No adrenalin to beat the buggers back.
Quite an exciting time yesterday though as we managed to get another look round our potential purchase - pictures of which I shall display below.
Other than that, trying to get out of my writing funk and pull my finger out and send some of my existing stuff to theatres and stuff. Like the Royal Exchange thing for one. Still being held back at the moment with a severe case of "Can't Be Bothered". I will though. Eventually. Ooh, and the washing up too. And go to the gym. Sigh - exhausted just thinking about it. Tut.
Anyway, here be pics:
 Building on the left, first floor - go ooooooooooo
 Our hallway
 Narrow shot of the Living Room but you get the idea. Bay window over to the left
 Our impossibly small (but obviously very cute) kitchen
 Not a great shot of bedroom #1 - pesky door
 Bedroom #2
 And the bathroom - bath tub to the right
12:52 pm
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