Charity Shop: Update

These are my finds:

Shanghai Baby by Wei Hui
Adultery For Beginners by Sarah Duncan
The Seahorse by Tania Unsworth
After Ever After by Rowan Coleman
Talking To Strangers by Anne Cassidy

Made my day even better.
Now, what to have for dinner?
Chicken with a lush bottle of white.
I think so.

What a lovely day!

No stress, bugging, noise, nothing!

So now, I'm just about to get my backside out of said Minnie Mouse pyjamas and hit the charity shops. I'll give you a hint as to what I'll be looking for:

Anonymity

What is the world coming to? Why can't people these days post blogs and remain anonymous?
Next you'll hear that I, myself, Miss Jessica Rabbit, am not who I say I am.

Who gives one?
I most certainly don't.

Anyway, back to reality.
I've pulled a sickie today, really couldn't hack another day like yesterday. Everything just went wrong and I wasn't in the right frame of mind to be in a working environment. Not to mention the fact that they've still got me on 'Theft Watch'. How exciting. Detective Jessica Rabbit, on the case. Oh fuck off.

It's great to just sit here for the day, in the most sexiest pyjamas ever (Minnie Mouse, okay maybe not), with my laptop perched on the sofa's arm and myself cuddled up to the biggest sofa cushions known to man. Why is it that us dolly birds love cushions so much? Might google it.
The Blinds are closed over, the doors are locked.
It's nothing more than me, daytime crappy TV, lots of tea and warmth.

I think it might rain soon.

Lighting

Why is it that men are so incapable of turning off the lights when they're finished?
I've just nipped upstairs to find 3 lights, all left on. I wouldn't mind so much, but he's not even in the house!

Where does he think he is?
Blackpool. Fucking. Illuminations?

Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck.

I guess it's true to say that I'm royally fucked off at the moment. Too many people are just taking the piss, my blog hasn't been working out the way I want it to and I just can't seem to motivate myself. Mainly due to people pissing me off. You know who you are, should you just randomly find my blog one day.
I doubt it, as you are far too concerned with your own little 'bubble' to give a flying shit about anyone else but yourself. You know what I'm talking about too.

Work is shit.
And you piss me off.

The end.

Rawr!

I've just realised that my new blog template looks utter tramp without typing a title to each blog post.
Something I thought I'd never do.
Oh well.

Jennifer?
Who the hell is Jennifer?

Just received this:

Goodmorning!



Hope the sunrise gets you well and you are enjoying the weather,mine weather is
cold and cloudy today.


My name is Miss Jennifer,am desperately searching for a true lover though
love is not all about find the right relationship but how to maintain it.


I believe all relationship should start from friendship cos good friends a great lovers.
I am a single,heart broken long long time ago... but stil looking forward to getting to know someone along the way.


I am very romantic, i love to stuck myself long time in bed and make sure my partner sleeps with a big smile he will never forget.Anyway i will like to get know you more better, you can
email me at my email so that we keep close to each other


Rememember distance does not matter thats why we invented aeroplane neither coloure cos we have only one race and thats human.
Nevertheless love matters a lot.
I wait impatiently for you reply at my email


Yours miss Jennifer with love and Hugssssss

For one, it's afternoon and another
Who the HELL is Jennifer?

Is it so wrong of me to not want to go to the cinema to see a film that I have no interest in?
Think it might be easier to become a lesbian, or a nun.

How rude.
I've just secretly farted and blamed it on the dog.
Glamour-Puss. Eat. Your. Heart. Out!
*winks*

Twitter.  Why bother?
I mean who wants to see that the latest person who is 'following' you on twitter has a username such as gnsayahodxmt ?

And who types up tweets such as

B.r.itne.y s.uck coc.k and f.ucked, Hi.lton, Loha.n, and lots more...

No doubt this user will be kicked off Twitter within the next 30 minutes or so.... But still, oh very dear.

It's all make believe, isn't it?

Don't you just hate emails like this?
I should reply really and express my feelings about it.
Or maybe I should just add their email address to various porn newsletter sites and see how they like it.
Maybe later.
Day off tomorrow, can't wait!

GOOD DAY,



REQUEST TO BE MY GUARDIAN AND THEN HELP ME TO COME OVER YOUR COUNTRY:


Good day and how are you today? I hope fine? After going through your profile,permit me to inform you of my desire of asking you to be a guardian or foster parent to me and then help me out in what i am about to tell you. I know this may sound strange to you , receiving a mail from an unknown person, but my condition has forced me to do that.


I'm Ms.Marina Robert 19 years old,the only daughter of Late Mr. & Mrs.Alexandre Robert my father was a very wealthy cocoa merchant here in Abidjan, the economic capital of Cote D'Ivoire. He was poisoned to death by his business associates on one of their outings on a business trip,my mother died when i was a baby.


Before the death of my father on April. 2007 in a private hospital here in Abidjan, he secretly called me by his bed side and told me that he has the sum of Two million Eight hundred thousand United State Dollars USD ($2.8million) deposited in a suspense account in one of the big banks here in Abidjan.


He then strongly advised me not to seek for assistance in the investment of the money from his lawyer nor any of his friend here but to seek for a foreign partner from a country of my choice (outside our country,Cote D'Ivoire) that will assist me in the wise investment of the money.I have since left the money in the bank with the view of my making use of it for investment purposes after my education carrier here. But as you may be already aware by now, our country (Cote D' Ivoire) is presently at political crises. Rebels have already taken over the whole Northern part of the country and making efforts towards to capture the commercial center of the country, Abidjan, where i am now.For this ugly development in this country, i have now decided to take quick actions and have this money transferred out of this country before it is too late for me in doing that. I now want to transfer it out and use it for investment purpose like real estate management or hotel management. Because of this i am honorably seeking your assistance in the following ways:


(1) To serve as a guardian to me and then assist me transfer the money into your bank account.


(2) To make arrangement for me to come over to your country to further my education and then settle there parmanently. If you accept to stand as my guardian or foster parent to me,


I need not discuss on any percentage with you as you have to see the whole money as yours and then assist me invest it. But if you still want a percentage, i am willing to offer you, 30 % of the total money as compensation for your assistance. Please tell me if you feel the percentage i offered is not ok by you.As soon as i receive your concrete assurance to assist me with my proposal and also your full contact address/phone number, i will then give the bank your contact information and then tell them to transfer the money into your account as i want to come over to stay with you parmanently.


The bank will then contact you and communicate with you on the transfer. You shall then be giving me information on when the transfer will be over.I shall also send my pictures to you and shall also need yours own too. No matter what your decision may turn out to be, please i beg you to keep this highly secret for my safety, as i believe that those people that killed my Daddy are still after me.


Thanks and God bless you .


Best regards,


Ms.Marina Robert

I forgot that yesterday was World Alzheimer's Day.
D'oh!

The office is so boring today and I've been given the mundane task of 'keeping an eye' on the new girl.  They think she's thieving.  So the girl shoves some post-it notes in her handbag.  It's not like she's robbing the bank, is it?  Heck I've even been known to over order the stationery, just to meet my needs at home.  Give the girl a break goddamnnit!

So whilst I've been 'keeping a not-so-close eye' on the new girl, I've also been messing around on the good old www and I've turned my most beautiful self into a Super Hero!

General Hardened Whiplash is the name, whipping is my game *winks*

If you're as bored as me, then I recommend wasting 5 minutes of your day turning yourself into a Super Hero.  I know you want to!

The Hero Factory

Or why not waste even more time sending me links to funny stuff to entertain me?

Your call.

Have you ever just stopped whatever you were doing and wondered where your life was going?
I just have and it's finally hit me that really, my life is going nowhere fast.
Now, what to do about it?

Change of career?
Try a different genre of books?
Move house?
Have an affair?

Well, no time to think right now.
Must sleep.

I wish exporting blogs back from Wordpress to Blogger was easy. Copy and pasting my last few entries was so very tiresome. But alas, I'm pleased I'm back.
Feel right at home now.

Well, I will do once I get home!

It’s absolutely gorgeous outside and I have so much to do – I’ve still yet to put together my little gift box for my friend – And yet, I’m stuck in the house.
Again.

The postman avoided my house like the plague this morning, which in some ways is great. Means I don’t have any major outstanding bills to be paid. Yay!
But then again, it does mean that I don’t have any new books I can’t even do a Charity Shop round either.

God I hate everything today.

I’ve never quite understood why he does it, as he knows it annoys the hell out of me.
But I would actually like to know, why?

Why he insists on watching a movie when I’ve just tucked myself into bed for an hour or so of reading?
Why he insists on have the tv at a stupidly high volume?
Or even why he thinks I would want to strike up a conversation with him, about nothing of interest?
Why?

Do you know?

It’s been a bit of a while, hasn’t it?
Two months or something like that?

Well nothing really new to report on, I’ve picked up with my reading again which keeps my mind from thinking the un-thinkable and the un-likeable. I’ve taken to reading ‘real crime’, with a bit of thriller fun tossed in for good measure. Keeping me on my toes and keeping me from starting arguments. Always good.

A friend of my recently announced she was so down/upset that she felt suicidal. She’s not a very close friend, but one I hold dearly in my heart. So I’m on a mission for the next few days to put together a lovely little box full of things I know she’ll like. And that’s just it, I don’t know exactly what to put in it. I mean, what exactly do you send someone who’s feeling suicidal? Flowers? Candles? Smellies?

Oh bugger, by gum. This is going to be fun.