Mar. 26th, 2008 08:13 pm
emony: (Dumb as a box of hair (b))
Balls! The date of my driving test has been a closely guarded secret since I booked it, known only to me and my driving instructor. However, I've just realised that I am STUPID and have inadvertently revealed it to my mother by booking a bunch of house viewings at the time when my driving lesson usually is - I know, of course, that I won't be having one, because that particular day is just after my test date. She doesn't know that - or she didn't until now. BALLS!

I could probably reclaim the situation by casually dropping in to conversation that I rescheduled my lesson for that week because [insert plausible reason here], but man. MI5 made the right choice - I would never have cut it as a spy. Subterfuge is totally beyond my capabilities, on account of me being, as my icon says, dumb as a box of hair.


So, on a related but different note, a poll. I can't decide what kind of car to get, so I thought I'd ask the great LJ gods (i.e. you lot) for your thoughts.

This is a Ford KA, and this is the Ford Fiesta. Any thoughts, my flist?

[Poll #1161032]


Feb. 11th, 2008 01:43 pm
emony: (First Day (H))
My driving instructor told me, on Thursday, that I ought to book my practical driving test. (There's currently a four-week wait for test dates, btw, although actually, if I were ready, I could get one tomorrow - omg!)

I knew this already, of course, as he first told me I ought to book my test about two weeks ago, but I couldn't until I'd passed my theory test. Having passed my theory test on Tuesday, I could actually have booked my practical test any time on Tuesday afternoon, Wednesday or Thursday, but instead I waited until Thursday PM when I had my next driving lesson. The excuse for this is that I wanted to check with my instructor when he would be able to do it.

Now I have been through dates with my instructor, and I know when I want my test to be. However, I have still not booked it, despite it having now been four days since my discussion with my instructor. Why ever not? I hear you cry. Because I am SCARED!!!


I just got the furthest I've got in the bookings processes - about to choose my date and time - when I freaked out and closed the window.

What if I fail?? I've never failed a test in my life! I don't know how to cope with that sort of thing?! AHRG!

In my head, I know it doesn't matter. My mother failed on her first test, my father took five attempts to pass. But the rest of me doesn't seem to be in tune with the brain, as it's busily freaking out!!

I will do it. I will. And I know now at least that I can get my date of choice. But .. man, it's really hard going. I wish I wasn't such a big wuss.

In other news, I have been reading some really awesome fic lately. I'll try to do a recs post tonight. AFTER I book my driving test!


Oct. 7th, 2007 04:33 pm
emony: (Every Step (Amy))
Omg most scary moment evah! :( I was just trying to fit my old hard drive into my new computer, as a secondary drive. When I pressed the "on" button, nothing happened. Bit weird, but I thought I'd just wired it up wrong, as it's different to my old compute. But no - when I opened it up again, I realised that I'd knocked one of the tiny little power connectors things on the motherboard. For a few terrifying seconds I thought I'd broken one of the tiny metal pins. It'd actually just come off, and two of them were a little bent. I think I've fixed it now, but it did just freeze up, which it's not done before. I'm trying to stay calm though, as they all crash from time to time. As long as it doesn't do it as frequently as the old one, we're okay. For now, though, I think I'll stay out of the CPU.

Jesus. I need stiff drink. My hands are shaking. Ahrg!

Also ex-work colleague Beth is supposed to be visiting us today. Flatmate Natalie was due back an hour and a half ago, and Beth was due half an hour ago. Perhaps she cancelled? I don't know. I'm quite glad they didn't arrive mid-disaster though. Although, of course, if they'd been on time I probably wouldn't have done it at all. AHRG!
emony: (Joe F (JF))
Apparently the "J Sheppard" from yesterday's thrilling post - who applied for a job here and is coming in for an interview next week - is not J Sheppard at all. S/He is Jay Sheppard. For a few minutes I thought they said Jane Sheppard, and I almost had an aneurysm.

Yeah. This is my life. *sigh*
emony: (Damaged (Herm))
Joking aside, I think I may have broken a toe. Do I need to go to A&E, or to a GP? Or perhaps it'll just sort itself out, like when I sprained/fractured/broke my ankle a few years ago.

It's all a bit of a mystery. I'll probably do nothing and hope it goes away.


Aug. 21st, 2007 09:43 pm
emony: (Dumb as a box of hair (b))
Aw, man. I just fell off the bed with the most almighty scream, almost landed on (and crushed) my phone, and almost spilled milk all over my computer. My flatmate came running in, thinking I'd died in some horrible accident. I may have broken some toes, a knee, a wrist (but probably not).

Note to self: You are too old to dance on the bed.
emony: (Crazy Old Cat-Lady-Dom)
Dude, WTF! I just got trapped in the kitchen!

Seriously, our kitchen has this sliding door, and we keep it shut so the cat stays out in the kitchen. I just went in to check on the cat, shut the door behind me, and when I went to get out I couldn't open the door! It wouldn't move! I was TRAPPED!!

With my mother not due back for six hours or so, this was quite a concerning situation.

However, with my wit, intellect and the power of panic, I managed to break the door stop and force the door open.

Again, I say - WTF!! When did my life turn into a sitcom?
emony: (Share a bed (J))
Oh lord. The Maternal One just reminded me that tomorrow is A-Level results day. Cousin H is getting her results tomorrow. Oh *lord*. Three As and a place at her first choice Uni, anyone? Odds are 100:99.
emony: (First Day (H))
My cunning plan to leave all the difficult work until R got back today so she could do it herself has been foiled. Foiled! R is off sick. Goddamnit.

On the upside, it does give me more time to fix her Outlook, which I broke on Friday.


Aug. 8th, 2005 02:52 pm
emony: (Pansy (P))
Oh yeah - so I saw Donnie Darko this weekend. I admit, I missed the first 15 minutes or so, but even so: What the f*** was that all about? I totally didn't get it. It was oddly compelling, but, like I say, totally didn't get it.
emony: (Pain (W))
I just fell off the bed and landed on my wrist. Ouch :(
emony: (Drunk (G/E))
I just tripped over my own trousers. Ouch.


Jun. 27th, 2005 12:13 pm
emony: (Meg (M))
Home again. Well, not technically. Technically I am at work. But I have been home in between being at home and being here. All these homes, it must be very confusing for anyone who is not me.

I had a busy weekend, but I managed to: buy two shirts; buy three Doctor Who books; go to the concert (Benjamin Britton's War Requiem); do menial forced labour at the concert, some of my efforts at which were recognised, some which were not; watch the first six Doctor Who episodes; watch tennis; burn my wrist on the oven for the third time; bake a cake; bake biscuits; eat all the biscuits; sleep.

So, that was my weekend. I also testing out Charlotte - my laptop. She's still alive, but she really does need some maintenance, so when I get the chance I'm going to take her in and see if they can't fix her. My big old computer with all the music videos on it wasn't connected up, and I couldn't be bothered with all that, so I didn't try it. It was dead last time though, so my hopes are not high.

We've got a reception this afternoon - 4pm to 6pm - which will be .. well. It'll be. Both bosses have gone off to a meeting, so the office is nice and quiet. I am trying to think of what I need to do for my event, which is on Thursday omg! But my mind is blank. Hmm. Must think some more. And also eat. So hungry!

All is well though.
emony: (Playboy)
I get these emails at work about government communications and stuff. One just arrived with the heading: GOVERNMENT CONTINUES TO INVESTIGATE INAPPROPRIATE PRN ISSUE

I thought: "Inappropriate prn? Does that mean there's an *appropriate* prn that they prefer you to look at?"

PRN, of course, actually stands for Packaging Waste Recovery Notes, and does not refer to p0rn. Oops *g*


Jun. 19th, 2005 12:18 am
emony: (Hands (R/Hr))
Damn, I wish I had copied all my SG music vids over from my old computer to my laptop, and then from my laptop to this computer. They're all lost now, as my old computer is pushing up cyber-daisies. Damn. I desperately want to see D2's I'll Stand By You J/D vid. Right now. Ahrg!


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