Thursday, 26 February 2009

Hallelujah

RULES:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

IF SOMEONE ASKS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
Half Jack (I like that)

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Never Any Good (oh dear)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Broken Promise (oh dear)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Black-Eyed (oh dear)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Crawl Back Under my Stone (oh dear)

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Beautiful

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Shotgun Blues

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Heaven (yay)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THE MOST?
Cold Haily Windy Night

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
Clear Blue Air

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
The Cure

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Creation (yay)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
The Duke and the Tinker (why not?)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Argue

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Odalisque

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Without You I'm Nothing

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Father of Mine

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Drops of Jupiter

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Money Song

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
The Internet is for Porn (oh dear)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Past the Mission

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS NOTE AS?
Hallelujah

Sunday, 22 February 2009

Vagina Scraping

England is the only country in the UK in which women are offered routine smear tests from the age of 25 rather than 20. I was reading about Jade Goody today: 27 years old, two young children, and she has weeks to live. A routine smear five years ago would probably have saved her life. Am I the only one who thinks this is really, really unacceptable? Apparently not. I've been looking into it, and, as much as I hate to say it, I'm with The Sun on this one. The Telegraph gives this lass as another example. I approached the nurse at university last year to ask about smears. She did eventually offer me one, but she made me feel like such an utter hypochondriac lunatic that I backed away, terrified (of her, not of the smear). I'm going to go back now and get one - I'm just trying to think of a way that I can, without asking Scary Nurse again. I think I'll ask when I go to the sexual health clinic in a couple of weeks. I have to see a contraception specialist: long-term contraception + meds = complicated.

Saturday, 21 February 2009

First (Proper) Post

With blogs, there always seems to be the requirement to categorise oneself and make it a theme for the blog. As a three-dimensional human being, I have many facets, which is why I have a ridiculous number of blogs. I have a blog for my Victorian interests, a blog for Medieval, a blog for writing with spats of academia, a (dormant) blog for missions. I could quite easily do a blog for bipolar disorder, a blog for eating disorders, a blog for self-injury, a blog for prayer, a blog for my upcoming wedding, a blog for Classics, a blog for music....

In this blog, I will resist categorisation! And I made another blog for that - oh, the irony. What's worse is it has a new LJ twin, with more private stuff, for my friends who refuse to touch anything that isn't LJ.

Sunday, 8 February 2009

Seems a reasonable way to begin

Please don't hate me because I'm trendy.

Well, that's going to sound random if you don't know Reel Big Fish. Skankin' to some ska. Seriously. Everyone seems to be doing this "25 random things about me" meme at the moment. At first I thought I was going to be individual, creative, uninhibited by peer pressure, etc, then I thought sod it and went along like everyone else. Sheep that I am. Baaaa.

1. My mother was born with a third ear on her neck.

2. I get quite freaked out by tomatoes when they're cut in half. They make me think of infected wounds.

3. I hate mushrooms. Why would anyone want to eat a fungus? I keep trying to like them to make cooking with Manface easier, but they're just so horrendously smooth and... ugh, it's the texture!

4. In 1996 I wrote a poem about a tree which contained the line, "Its roots suck up nutrients like a huge powerful vacuum cleaner." I was being serious.

5. In 2003 I met Delirious? who were my favourite band at the time. I was so starstruck by these not at all well-known musicians that I turned bright purple (the same colour as my hat) and lost the ability to speak. Ironically, I was wearing a Little Miss Chatterbox t-shirt at the time.

6. In 2000 I played a Chinaman in Anything Goes.

7. Most films make me cry. They don't even have to be sad ones. I was in floods at Monsters, Inc. and got some really odd looks in the cinema.

8. My friend and I once conducted a five-hour long experiment on the different ways of getting a packet of mayonnaise to explode.

9. When I was six, I "ran away from home" to the end of the street.

10. I love Pritt Stick.

11. My first word was "advert."

12. I kissed a girl, and I liked it. (And, yes, it's true what they say about all-girls' schools.)

13. The other night I dreamt I was trying to look after hundreds of rabbits and other rodents. They kept getting away, especially the tiny flying ones.

14. Last summer I spent a month in Mozambique and lived an insanely spiritual, non-materialistic, unsanitary, dangerous, free life. I couldn't do it forever but I know I'll keep going back.

15. I make up little songs constantly, about everything. People either find them really annoying or really funny.

16. Every Christmas Eve, my brother and I used to play a game where one of us would pretend to be asleep and the other one would be "Santa" and would go around putting the remote control and other random objects from around the house into the Christmas stockings. It nearly always descended into my trying to fit him into the stocking.

17. I love windowseats. My secondary school had windowseats. I still miss that place.

18. My brother calls me "the Widgemeister." This is a strange variant on my family nickname, Widgy. We had a cat, called Eddy, when I was very small. When he did something wrong, my parents would say, "No, Eddy." And so I started randomly saying "Widge-a-widge-a-widge-no-
eddy!" My parents will still be calling me Widge when I'm fifty, I expect.

19. I call the little green bits on top of strawberries the "notes." I always have. I genuinely believed that was their proper name until recently.

20. I used to mock Jon for spreading mashed potato and peas on buttered white bread. Until I tried it. Heaven.

21. I have an Ivor Cutler recording where he says, "If your breasts are too big, you'll fall over. Unless you wear a rucksack." This is not why I wear a rucksack.

22. When I'm on the tube, I pretend we're going into space.

23. My imaginary friends were called Bella and Josephine. I don't talk to them anymore but they do turn up occasionally and just sort of hang around.

24. I have a cape, purple with silver stars, that makes me look like a Harry Potter fangirl. I am a little bit of a Harry Potter fangirl.

25. I'm also a little bit fascinated by beards. When I see a man with a great big beard, I want to shake his hand and congratulate him, but I rarely do.