Slow, slower and slowest

This is really slow work day. At least the next time I stop dialling it will be home time. Unless I pause momentarily to get some water, that won't be home time. Best not stop to get water then otherwise I'll get my hopes up that it's home time; that would be disappointment. Instead I may have to die of thirst... love an exaggeration.

The sea that is my thoughts is now considerably more tranquil than the last time I wrote a blog. So that's good news if anything.

Very much looking forward to going home. Home. Tea. Gym. Bath. Bed. I do like to relax on a Wednesday evening. Plus I've been uber tired recently so I think a decent film and a good nights sleep would be just what the doctor ordered. Speaking of doctor...

I've been back again regarding my migraines. Told hormonal-type medicines are a no go as they just make them worse but the lack of migraines means I don't need constant treatment for them which is a super thing to hear. Hopefully won't be getting any more migraines now.

Got an hour until I'm able to go home. Feels like this hour is going to drag out to the abyss.

I'm counting down the days until I've got some time off work. Twenty two sleeps to go which seems like a life time today. Least we're on Wednesday. Keep reassuring myself it's nearly the weekend, this is helpful. Got a lovely Saturday planned too which will be awesomely good I hope.  I would like it to be awesomely good. Who wouldn't. Christmas markets and lots of meat. We're going to Bem Brasil.

Going to whack out the sparkly shoes next week. Get them worn in for my Sister's wedding, got two weeks to do it. Reduce the risk of blisters on the day. Nobody wants that. Although I expect I'll take them off at some point and become exceedingly merry as the day progresses. Pass out under a table and hope for the best, after the meal of course. Nobody wants to face plant their soup. That would make an awful mess all over my prettiful dress. I did not mean that to rhyme.


Anyway, half an hour left and then I'll be on my way home. Hopefully not stuck in two hours worth of traffic, it will ruin my beautiful well thought out plans... yeah right! haha.

Off the face of the earth

Don't ask me where I've been the last few months, it's been a bit hectic. I've had lots of laughs and more recently lots of tears. Time to get back to a happy medium of contented amusements. I'm sure it won't take long for that to happen, but in the mean time got to grin and bare the emotional torture of being messed around and all the nonsense of thought that goes with it. All seems to make sense to me now, but I think I'm making it make sense to suit myself because I never got any answers. I never seem to get any answers. Just a whole lot of "I don't know" and "I'm not sure" but to me there is always an answer to justify the means. Some people just need to man up and tell the truth rather live their pathetic existence in a world of decite and baloney. Grow up, yeah?

Have to say though, it's changed my attitude. I would like to say for the better, but only time will tell. I'm very much hoping for some happy distractions over the next month and a half. I think I have every weekend covered between now and Christmas, with things that ought to be a barrel of laughs. I'm taking a barrel to fill with laughter and see if I can get that achieved.

I've only got 4 weeks left in work before I have some time off and I'm really looking forward to the break, most of the time off will be a bit crazy but I have a few days to relax and enjoy myself. Plus, it's coming up to my birthday which will be good. Still debating whether or not I want to go to the works Christmas do, it's on my birthday, I'll have to see what the plan is, with it being in Manchester and my living quite some distance away. I do usually quite like a plan.

Ever get the feeling that you have too much to say and too many questions but you know full well saying and asking won't achieve anything? Frustrating; trying to keep a calm mind and attitude but being fiery tempered, it's harder than it ought to be to achieve. I would quite like to be nice and serene and calm, on the outside it would appear so, much like the left. However, it's more like the one on the right. Crazy rough seas.

Anyway, it's pretty much time to stop dwelling and start expelling. I was trying to find words that rhymed there, just to add effect to the purpose. Hope it was achieved.

I do enjoy slouching with my feet up on the seat opposite me whilst I'm in work, seems the ultimate in lazy.

Let's just hope this year ends quickly and I don't have to endure any more rubbish. I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick skinned...

Onwards and upwards.

Always a Bridesmaid...

Good afternoon readers. Currently sitting in work considering what I can do to keep myself entertained so checked out my blog and surprise surprise (not really surprised at all, there should be a font to express sarcasm) I've not blogged in months.

So thought I would give those dedicated readers

an update.

Do you watch Monk? You should. I had a Monkathon and stayed up until 7am, it was awesome, I would have stayed up longer but I was falling asleep. It's certainly caught up with me today, a lack of sleep whilst you're trying to recover from acute bronchitis is not good.

I think I got bronchitis, ain't nobody got time for that. (Search "Ain't Nobody Got Time For That" on youtube and look for the remix, you're in for a treat.)

Ooofff, somebody in work is eating a pasty, it is making me all nostalgic for the good old days when we used to get a pasty for lunch as a treat, or on a trip out. Sayers cheese pasty, warm, straight out of the bag. Not too hot though, because then you do that stupid thing were you eat and make a noise like Hannibal Lecter. A bigger treat was if you got a cornflake cake, well to be fair there was usually a choice, but I do love a cornflake cake. I made them for the housewarming parties I had.

I had a lovely drive yesterday in the twilight it was very tranquil and I realised what lovely scenery the UK has. I could have just kept on driving if the sky had stayed liked that, I wonder where I would have ended up. All the way up the m6 no doubt.

My chocolate buttons are melting and sticking together, it's just no fun, although they still taste just as nice, especially when three are stuck together, it's 3x the chocolate.

Tell you what has disappointed me recently, I'm bridesmaid for two of my sister's this year and one of them has been inconsiderate enough to have their wedding on the evening of the Eurovision song contest, how rude!!! How ever will I manage to get through it without seeing if Britain comes away with no points or not. That's inconsiderate of her. I'll just have to pretend I'm at Eurovision and sing crazy songs at the top of my voice through the whole ceremony, throwing in the ocassional word I know of a different language.

I will win Eurovision.

Rubbish Dah-tar

In work once again, as usually. Something which the non-working/non-full time people don't seem to comprehend and therefore ask me to do things during work hours and get confused when I repeat that I'm working.

Those people who actually take time to read this blog may be wondering why I'm blogging during work hours again. On hold you say? No. Haven't had a transfer since the end of break, the data is full of answer machines and no answers, so I'm not even talking to anybody. Instead, my work chums and I are singing ridiculous songs in harmony, sort of, in order to keep ourselves entertained and not fall asleep. So far, not succeeding.

I had a phone call from Nigeria today, +2347030885808, it was a lady, we excnahged 3 hellos then I asked who it was and the phone was put down. I originally hung up without answering as I can't answer calls in work, then I had a quick opportunity to answer and that happened. Still none the wiser to who it was/is/could be. Anybody any ideas on the culprit? Didn't think so.

Well, best get back to this rubbish data and see what happens. Maybe move to November soon, doing that makes the year go faster. Halloween soon, wonder what I'll get up to this year... something to think about whilst I'm bored.

Oh, looks like this could be a transfer... watch this space.

Sitting on hold

Thought I'd be a bit adventurous (if I've spelt that correctly) and blog in work, ooooh naughty. Spent the last 10 minutes on hold, I think my customer may be feeling abandonment. I hope this isn't a permenant feature.

That there senior agent wants my attention, however being stuck on hold I'm commited to waiting for the good old people in Northern Ireland to pick up and speak to me. They must be super busy, usually is on a Monday - which I've now titled, Miserable Monday.

Finally got through and therefore distracted from my blog, which is a bad thing since I should prioritise work, when you get 70% on quality it's not a positive thing. Silly little mistakes make all the difference so we should have no distracti... oh shiny.

In all seriousness, lets get back to the grindstone (perving on Ola Jordan [James Jordan ain't all that sexy] hehehe)

I have moved the X button on the top bar of my calling system out of my clumsy way, but I've still mananged to close it mid call. Always a tricky situation when you don't know who it is you're speaking to, whoops. Mental notes aren't my strong point.

And just on a side note, I keep looking at the clock when it's ##:39, a smidge creepy now.

It was time to go, but we're back on hold. I've only got another 20 minutes left before I leave for the doctors and enough DM's for a whole call centre (love an exaggeration) so who knows how many more I'll get before home time. Will have to wait and see.

I've noticed

I've noticed that I've not blogged since I've become one of those rare employed people that you don't hear about so often in the news.

I've noticed that I've not much of a life going on what with having a job and being too tired/lazy to do anything when I come home from work. I write this in bed as I anticipate such difficulty getting up in the morning tomorrow, I try to reduce this by coming to bed early, although sitting up and blabbing my thoughts out into a blog isn't conducive for relaxing for bed. Neither is somebody having the tv on so loud you can't hear yourself think (major exaggeration). Although I suppose writing my thoughts down will give me less to think about before bed, which I assure you is a relief.

I noticed, my phone ran out of space for messages, now I've made some space it won't shush up making noise. It's nice to be alerted to the fact somebody cares, such love (probably abuse from my best friend for something or other, in a jolly mockery type of way). Although for it to beep at me sparatically (a word I've made up, which I enjoy to use at every opportunity) is rather bothersome. I hope it stops soon, however I'm yet to read any of the messages. That will be a feat in itself (another exaggeration).

I ought to blog a bit more often now that I've realised I stopped blogging since I got a job, ironic really. However, for now I must go to... that was supposed to follow with bed, but I paused to read those messages and got entranced into replying, such is technology.

Ok, now I will go to bed and I will blog another time.

Goodnight my limited readers.
(i.e. zilch)

Thundercats...

...are on the loose, thundercats are here. I sing this whilst doing the Snoopy Dance.

However, there are actually no thundercats and unfortunately, I'm not Snoopy, despite how many Snoopy branded clothes I have in my possession.

I've decided to take it easy today and do a trial run, well, more like a trial walk, to the train station since I'm not under any pressure and time how long it takes me to get there. Then it's the choo choo off to the parentals house after raiding the piggy bank. (That's a money box shaped like a pig, not a bank run by piggy's, just to be clear. Quite a lot like, if not exactly like, that one there.

<----------------------------------------------------------) How much I'll manage to shake out of it is yet to be discovered, but I need something in the region of £5 or more to get to my destination. Luckily I still have a bus pass for the city my parents live in, which will get me home from train station.

Anyway, once I've done my trial walk, leisurely just to be certain, I will calculate the time and use that as my boundaries incase I ever need to walk to the train station or back.

I woke up at about 4am this morning, I'm not so sure why, and I'm not so sure what kept me awake. However, as you can well imagine, I'm now quite tired and very lethargic as a result. But, I think putting the tunes on whilst I get dressed and a lot of dancing around will sort that out. Hopefully my tiredness will mean I will sleep better tonight. I didn't sleep like a star fish last night, I think this was my downfall.

Whilst I was awake and thinking, I come to realise some things. I won't bore you with the details of what they are, but lets just says it's the first step to a better life for me. Which, of course, is what we all want, so can I hear a huzzah? Thank you.

Well I must get the tunes on and stop sitting around, time to start my trial walk. It's nearly 9:15, so only 9:30 until peak time finishes and the trains magically become cheaper.

POOF! I hereby make travelling by train a third cheaper than 15 minutes ago.

It'll take me as long to get ready, so no worries about a cheaper train... however, just worries about which train to get. To the bat-mobile... or the internet, either one...

Time to get ready.