Posted on December 31, 2007 by Hails
Went to a Murder Mystery party at the Monkeyperson house on Saturday night. It was a lot of fun, particularly because I got to play a world famous journalist and also wear a blonde wig. I think I like the blonde look, you know. I’m seriously considering it. “I felt like a girl!” I exclaimed in wonder to [...]
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Posted on December 30, 2007 by Hails
Did you miss me?
I have returned home, complete with my bags full of presents from Santa, and a sick cat. My parents haven’t quite got the concept of cat stomachs being smaller than human stomachs, so every time I turned around I saw Kat gorging herself on a turkey leg or a cocktail sausage. I [...]
Filed under: Christmas, cat, cat boke, greed, over-indulgence, parents | 4 Comments »
Posted on December 24, 2007 by Hails
I’m going to stay with The Parents for a couple of days. Kat’s coming too -we’d be lonely here on our own. Anyway, they don’t have a computer, let alone internet access, so I’ll be taking a break from blogging for a wee while. Don’t worry, I’ll take notes and write it up when I [...]
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Posted on December 23, 2007 by Hails
Tonight was our annual Family Night Out.
The Parents, The Sister, The Boyfriend and myself went for dinner at a new place in town called Hussh. I’m pretty sure they’ve made a mistake with their phonetics and it should probably be spelt “Hushh”, but not to worry. It was a lovely meal. I had one of those [...]
Filed under: Christmas, anger, complaining, confusion, conversations, drinking, family, irrational behaviour, laughter, sheer silliness, weird | 2 Comments »
Posted on December 21, 2007 by Hails
How pretty! I am driving to work for the last time before Christmas, and God has been out overnight with his snow-spray and glitter, decorating the landscape. The countryside is a real, live Christmas card, all frosty white and glimmering and shimmering and glittery.
How festive! The radio is playing back-to-back jingly fa-la-la songs, and I [...]
Filed under: Car, Christmas, Fear, accident, cold, driving, freak-out | 5 Comments »
Posted on December 19, 2007 by Hails
It is with mild interest that I have just been reading a carrier bag.
Not many people can say that. Mainly because most people don’t read carrier bags, but also because anyone who does probably can’t say they do so with any degree of interest. This plastic bag is 100% degradable* but you can still reuse [...]
Filed under: patience, plastic bags, science | 1 Comment »
Posted on December 18, 2007 by Hails
Have just found the following rant in my saved drafts. I have but a vague recollection of writing it on Saturday evening, having just returned from experiencing the delight that is Ballymena town centre one week before Christmas. In my defence, my annual migraine was in full swing, and I was exhausted…
Stupid town full of inconsiderate [...]
Filed under: Ballymena, Christmas, complaining, driving, fighting, friends, mental health, pain, rant, sheer silliness, shopping, tension | 2 Comments »
Posted on December 17, 2007 by Hails
I seem to have been tagged. Thanks, K8 the Gr8. Most of the time, I pretend I don’t notice that I’ve been tagged (especially when the meme is as angst-inducingly confusing as the one Foreigner tried to tag me with last month. Fortunately I didn’t notice), but this one seemed straightforward enough. Since I’m too frazzled [...]
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Posted on December 14, 2007 by Hails
There are some things in life that you will only ever find by doing a Google Images search for “automatic doors”.
I realise that not many people in the world will have performed such an operation; in fact, I often worry about the things I search for on Google. I recently discovered that, on clicking the search [...]
Filed under: Google, automatic doors, humour, tiredness | 2 Comments »
Posted on December 13, 2007 by Hails
“Alright Hails, doll?” hollers B, who is sitting outside the Co-Op smoking a cigarette as she waits for her friend to come back out. I walk over to say hello, with my packet of mince (price reduced due to small hole in packaging) and solitary onion. B peers into my bag. “Dinner for one, pet?” [...]
Filed under: Christmas, conversations, friends, kissing, mistletoe | 4 Comments »