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Dont look for me, I’ll get ahead, Remember darling, Don’t smoke in bed

My life is a complicated place at the moment. I won’t share too much, but essentially it boils down to my being me not necessarily making other people happy, even though they’re really trying. And they are *really* trying and were there some kind of medal that actually meant a fucking thing they would deserve about 10.

Things are irritatingly bittersweet at the moment too.  A person that I care a great deal about and whom I have regarded as at the very least having friendly feelings toward me is quite bluntly being a weird twat at the moment. I don’t know if he’s chanelling a small child, going through a further adventure of his midlife crisis (of which his behaviour toward me may well have been partly down to), or just being a cock. Its relatively recent and seems to be over agressiveness combined with being a mardy-arse.  This comes as I have spent the better part of two months composing a letter to him to be honest about how much I do care. Part of me thinks “fuck you” but the bigger part of me says regardless I’m still going to give him the letter and if it is goodbye forever (which seems highly likely) then so be it.  Sad as that makes me.
But my protective loyalty toward him regarding his behaviours is diminishing every second that he is a total ass (though it won’t diminish total because despite my very bestest attempts not to I do care).  He’s just being a twat frankly.

A fine romance, with no kisses

Suffering, such as I do, from a time-space shift I’ve just been reading an online edition of the Irish Times from last June (when not reading Maxine’s fabulous article in the Guarn which you should read if you have not done so yet).

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I used to think you understood, taught me right and learnt me good

I’m currently waiting to start writing my final biology assignment. Waiting because I don’t know how many words its supposed to be since mcot hath failed to put that on the question sheet and he is on holiday till Tuesday*. Continue Reading…

And this old world, is a new world, And a bold world for me

The lovely Señor Fish was talking about change earlier in the week today [I planned to scheduled this and then changed my mind], and whilst I’ve not really got any imminent changes I have been quite proactive of late.

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(Confusion) you know it’s driving me wild

No, not the usual.

Question here for my random occasional visitors. What’s going on at Sutton Scarsdale Hall that has meant my site and my Flickr pictures of the hall have had lots of vistors lately?

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My rock and roll life

• So I will be spending this evening-and frankly the next blah days until they switch on (2 days before my birthday facthounds-for my birthday I’d like France to not vanish into a black hole)-reading the Twitter updates of CERN and nosing at the LHC portal site.
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My brain is mostly filled by…

Picture by Articulate Matter on Flickr (Creative Commons Licensing on photo page)

I shall now get back to my cephalopod essay…

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Something that’s not quite there is better than nothing at all

I generally pride myself on not being much of a girl, of not being an over analyser. I am however, failing on this front at the moment. As dear Auntie Fish is only too aware of at the moment.

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So…

Readers who are also Facebook friends will have noticed that I was a tad poorly yesterday.

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Root of all

Currently sat watching some nonsense (thing about the making of Merlin that might make more sense if I actually watched Merlin). This after watching a baffling teenage programme called ‘The Cut’, that only served to make me really very pleased I’m not a teenager anymore. I am struggling to find enough distracting material on iPlayer*.
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