An expensive weekend

Sunday, 24th September 2006, 10:18pm

Spent a lot of money yesterday. I’ve been to scared to tally up the total spend, but I’ll do it for you now:
Cactus and lucky bamboo from the florist – £5

Trouser suit – £53
Hair conditioning heat cap – £31.99
Hairdryer – £29.99
More assorted clothes – £107
2 bags from French market – £40
2 necklaces from French market – £12
Total spend: £278.98! (US $529 approx.)

Damn! That’s the most I’ve spent in a day since the Platinum earring episode! I’m going to assuage my guilt by returning a couple of shirts that didn’t look quite right when I tried them on.

Haven’t done much other than that this weekend. Back to work tomorrow, and it’s going to be a nightmare week. Another of the lecturers had a go at me on Friday – he was being completely unreasonable so I asked my manager to sort him out.

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bloody knackered!!!

Wednesday, 20th September 2006, 10:07pm

Work is really hectic right now and as usual I’m getting all the hassle. I’ve been racking up loads of overtime in order to get things done.

I’m getting raccoon eyes – I can feel the dark circles forming as I type this sentence. Somebody help me!

A decent-looking guy approached me on my way home. I turned him down without even looking at him properly. It’s like an automatic response. He was a bit too over-confident though; a smidgeon of self-doubt doesn’t do any harm. I’m not ready for romance anyway – I have too much self-doubt…

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the insects are attacking!

Monday, 18th September 2006, 9:28pm

A massive spider invaded my room this evening. It was as big as my hand, well, almost. I had to call my dad to get rid of it. What gives? Did I put up a neon sign advertising my bedroom as a haven for all creatures with 2 or more legs/wings?

Had a productive day at work. Acted like an office manager for once. I feel so cheap writing that, like I pimped myself out to the lords of capitalism. Okay, not quite.

I got myself an Easyrest footrest, which arrived today after a 2 week wait. It complements my Ikea writing chair (pictured), so I have a nice little writing corner now. I just need to start writing already!


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animal planet

Sunday, 17th September 2006, 7:56pm

This morning I was out in the garden, minding my own business when I was nearly attacked by an enormous hideous amphibian. Okay, it was a frog/toad thing creeping around nowhere near me, but it freaked me out a bit and I had to go back inside. My dad said that it likes to lurk over in that corner of the garden.

I found an ant crawling over my bed last night. I was not amused. I did my usual trick of getting it to walk onto a piece of paper, which I then chucked out of the bathroom window.

Spiders in my bath must be on a suicide mission.

I don’t mind the existence of icky creatures, except when they invade my personal space. I can’t touch them myself, so I ask someone else to help or use my ingenuity to get them away from me.

A few years ago we had a problem with mice. One morning I got up and nearly stepped on the corpse of a mouse. I screamed. Nobody came to my aid.

A few years ago my mum was in Jamaica when we had an ant invasion. They were all over the kitchen, it was so bad. I bought loads of pest control products from Tesco (powder, spray, bait poison that they’d take back to the nest, etc.) and got down to business. I enjoyed getting rid of the little invaders.

I’m rather wary of dogs, having been bitten by one in Jamaica when I was six.

I have a phobia about a certain creature; I don’t even want to name it.

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Sunday Night Blues & FAQ

Sunday, 17th September 2006, 6:26pm

It’s nearly the start of another week, and I’ve got nothing to look forward to, except for some ice cream and wafers, which I intend to devour shortly.

So, here’s the catch-up session, for all those viewers who have just tuned in.

So, why do you call yourself the "Urban Recluse"?

It’s basically because I live in a city, yet I enjoy my own company. I’m a real introvert, and though I have a few good friends I could never be called a social butterfly. Sometimes that bothers me, but I’m becoming more accepting of it. You’d be hard-pressed to find me in a pub on a Friday night, and that’s okay. (I love to dance though!)

I love cities, even when I travel I tend to stick to urban areas. I enjoy the feeling of anonymity which surrounds us in cities. No one knows me and no one cares about what I’m doing, so I can do whatever I want (within reason).

Sometimes I feel lonely, but the feeling passes. Sometimes when I’m with other people I long to escape.

If you’re such a recluse, why are you blogging?

It’s something to do, I guess. Everybody needs a project.

What’s your favourite beverage?

Non-alcoholic: Jamaican Kola-Champagne

Alky: Martini with lemonade or a Smirnov Ice when I feel like swigging from the bottle. (Everything tastes better straight out of the bottle.)

I rarely drink alcohol as I don’t like the taste. Basically I have the tastebuds of a 6 year old. I don’t like alcohol (except the sweet stuff), coffee or anything remotely healthy.

So what happened with London Transport in August?

Basically I was caught fare evading on a bendy bus on the way to work. My travelcard had run out the day before and I had forgotten to renew it that morning as I was having a really bad day. The inspector didn’t give me the benefit of the doubt and decided to report me. I was called into court nearly a year later and asked to explain myself. I told the court my side of things and then showed them a year’s worth of travelcard receipts. That clinched it. The London Transport guy decided to dismiss the case.

Who are Alvin, Linda, etc?

I currently work in an academic teaching department in a university. I’m the office manager, aka the office skivvy. It’s not been the most positive working environment for me, in fact it’s rather cut-throat there, so I’m glad that I’m getting out of there (eventually).

Alvin is my assistant at work. He’s a really nice bloke, but a bit scatty and indecisive. Every week he has some sort of crisis with his girlfriend. He attracts a lot of attention from gay guys, and I think he likes it!

Linda is my boss. She’s a very nice lady, but I’m not so sure about her hubby…

Pinky is another of my assistants at work, though she’ll soon take over my job when I leave. She’s obsessed by the colour Pink and is a really girly girl. She’s just had a baby. She’s best friends with Linda, which has proven rather awkward for me when trying to manage her…

Zena was another assistant there temping, but she buggered off a few weeks ago. She was a sweet girl, rather quirky, but not focused on work at all… She was very religious, and would often listen to religious lectures during her lunchtime while transcribing the speeches. (I’m afraid that I’m always wary of fervently religious people, which was precipitated by the actions of a cousin of mine…)

Miguel is my gay best friend. He doesn’t act camp at all, thank goodness. He’s currently studying for a PhD in Psychology.

Amelié is an aspiring actress. She’s very self-absorbed, but she’s a sweet girl. She is currently working for the government (nothing exciting – office work!) and goes to church.

Anna is my oldest friend. We’ve been friends since infant school. She did a degree in graphic communication, but has been unable to find a job in that field.

Akmed is another aspiring actor. He’s obsessed with Mariah Carey and Chinese astrology. He came out a few years ago and is totally happy with who he is now.

I’ll introduce other people as and when they pop up.

How old are you?

26. I plan to stay 27 forever. Anyone who finds the elixir of eternal youth had better hit me up for a swig.

How much do you weigh?

A lot! What’s with all the personal questions?! Yeah, I need to lose some weight, but it’s not as easy as I’d like. My mum seems to believe that the gym is the answer to all my problems, but I feel that we all have to find our own path.

So, are you going back to university?

Yes and no. I think I’ll continue to study part-time for fun. If I had the choice between getting a degree and getting a novel published, I know which I’d prefer… I could use the time spent studying towards writing (if I ever get past my block).

Love-life?

Sometimes I miss having someone in my life, but it’s a lot simpler to be free ‘n’ single. If the right person comes along I’d give him a chance, but he’d have to be really special. I’m fed up of deadbeats and users, though I seem to attract them easily. Are my pheromones faulty?

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