2009, elves, photo's, highlights, lowlights

Well, this is prrrobably gonna be my last blog of good old 09'.
I might make another one tomorrow, daytime, still in 09'. I might not get around to it. I don't know why I get the urge to cram in as many blogs as I can at this time of year, before the new one comes in. But ok.
Christmas wasn't bad this year. I woke up at about half 9, after about half an hour of shouting from my mam. You know you're lazy when you find it hard to pull yourself out of bed on Christmas morning.
The presents I got were pretty much just the usual stuff, chocolates, hairbrushes, socks, bath sets. There was nothing I especially wanted anyway so it wasn't disappointing. The only thing I did want, was a camera, and after not getting it for my birthday in September, I took it upon myself to just buy it when I got my first couple of elf wages in. Good craic.
Here's some photo's from the big day.

That's my dog Roxy, she loves ripping open presents, in this case my tin of heroes (did you know they now do creme egg twisted in there? Ace) Anyway yeah, Roxy, we wrapped up a present especially for her, but she opened it so quick I didn't get chance to snap it.

My mam and my auntie

Me looking like an ugly moonface. Good camera skills mam.


I'm only just realizing I didn't take that many pictures on crimbo day which is kind of a shame.
I'll just give you some others from the few days before or after Christmas. It snowed which was pretty lovely, it was even more lovely that it actually laid and didn't melt and then snowed even more.

These are from the sort of park, I guess, that's at the end of my street. Its not a proper park, its just a big sort of green, with a burnt out church in the middle. The church is just a ruin now, and its got a big fence around it so you cant get in, but last year and this year they held a kind of carol service in it one night a few days before Christmas, both times iv missed it for some reason, but I did see it prepared once, they'd put loads of lights inside and it looked really beautiful.

Here's some pretty immense icicles on a building in town.

Alright, I'm thinking I should break this up with a bit of text now. I was having a proper Killers fest earlier on when I was writing this, they're my total guilty pleasure, I know you shouldn't feel that way about bands you genuinely like, but I dunno, I think most people think they're lame. But not me, I love them, and I ain't afraid to admit it. Booyah.
So.
This year went fast, really fast on reflection. But it wasn't that great. I remember this time last year saying "I can't wait for 2009, cause 2008 has been shit". But oh well. Biggest disappointments of 09 for me include

- Lack of Leeds (or any) festival

- The post office in town having a total overhaul and losing the little desk at the front, and consequently losing the amazingly hot boy that I used to sneak a peek at whenever I went past. truly disappointing.

- Halloween being a total fail

-Lack of sprouts for Christmas dinner, I love them, and we had none. Gutted.

-MJ being dead

-nikki grahame not being.

On the other hand, highlights include

-my electric blanket

- mysterious valentines roses

-Yeah yeah yeahs gig

- Summer being pretty nice, weather wise

-Finding some pretty good things in charity shops

That about does it for lights. I've come up with a couple of resolutions for new year -

-Try black pudding. Not sure it counts as a proper resolution, but its something I really want to do. Because it smells amazing, and everyone says its really nice. I've just never been able to bring myself to even contemplate eating blood. But I will concentrate on how nice it smells. Maybe I'll discover my new favourite food.

-Learn to do the splits, cause I was at work the other week when I absent mindedly started sliding my feet across the floor in opposite directions in my slippy curly elf shoes. Anyway, I got pretty far down, my fellow elf Lauren said I'd got all the way down but I'm not sure I quite managed that. But I figure if I do it often enough, stretch the muscles and that, I can probably train my legs to do it, right? I'll try anyway, its gotta be more successful than my "handstand-a-day" idea. I did do handstands each day for a few weeks, but then I just let it go. I think splits will be easier, cause it takes less energy.

-Don't feel stupid taking photo's of things in public places. That ones pretty self explanatory.

-Get around to creating my bedroom exactly how I want it

-Drink more Vimto


I think that about covers it for wall of text. I'll bombard you with more photo's now. Elf photo's. I only thought to take my camera to work on my last day, such a doyle, I should have took it on various days and got pictures with everyone else. Anyway, these ones are of me, Lauren, and Stuart.

Inside the grotto

Converse under elf shoes makes for nice warm feet

It was nearly home time, on the last day, the postbox was too tempting

Im really gonna miss being an elf. I had a really good time there. Also I discovered dressing as an elf gets you hit on quite a lot. Theres and handy hint for anyone looking for love in the new year.
I hope everyone had a good christmas

x

P.s, I forgot to add the best photo of all, I didn't get a good one cause I was in a car at the time. This is in Darlington.

Yep, someone built an igloo. That might just have been the best thing I've seen all year, its genius. It would never have crossed my mind to build an igloo, but its so much cooler (no pun intended) than a snowman. Next time it snows, im gonna attempt to make one of these.

End.

All I want for Christmas

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is Lou...

(...is Garrel)

SHUT THE DOOR!!

When I was a kid, my first sentence was "shut the door".
But its a good sentence, I use it all the time, this is because my mam always goes out of the room and leaves the door open, Ironically (I think, I'm a bit unsure of how to use "irony" despite getting a B in English), whenever she's on the cordless phone, she never leaves the room and talks all over the T.V.

Anyway, that's pretty much all I've got on closing doors. I just find it amusing that it was my first sentence, and doors being left open, especially on cold December evenings, is of my pet peeves.

December is almost over, I've kind of neglected the ol' blog. But I'm gonna come back to it soon, in case yr interested.

Yeah Yeah Yeah's.com photo section

I have reached nirvana.

I know I should probably have celebrated my 100th blog post with something deep and meaningful or whatever, but Nick Zinner is more than worthy.
I said GodDAMN!

Hey, also, just a quick one

I'm not sure why this has popped into my head right before I'm about to go to sleep, but I decided I need to spontaneously write about it.

This is about you, roses boy. It's been many many months since Feb 14, and I still wonder who you are, are you going to tell me?
I want a letter, yeah, I think you should send me a letter, seeing as you obviously have my address. You don't have to come clean, but I guess I want to know if you'll ever tell me who you are, because I just dont knowww.
But mainly It would be amazing to get a message from you, whoever you are.

Mmmkay thats it.

Eggi-wegs

There are 159 pictures on my phone. I don't know why really. There used to be more, loads more, but I went through a few weeks ago and deleted the ones that were kind of crappy or useless. Anyway, I remembered doing this, months ago, and getting a really child like sense of fun from it, so I might as well put it in my blog.

I went to poach an egg, and when I opened the box there was a feather in it.

I thought it made the egg look like Einstein.

Thus was born Eggstein

I thought he might be lonely on his own, so I kind of made a whole eggy family

The one on the top left was supposed to be a chicken.

So yes, that kept me very amused for a little bit. I wouldn't recommend doing it though, cause it becomes quite difficult to smash an egg, once it has a little face. Not difficult enough to stop me wanting my dinner though. I proceeded to make a poached egg. I would like to declare myself poached egg queen if I might. I have never made one that broke, or was hard. They always come out perfect. How lucky am I?

So I'll probably never have a career as a food photographer, but you've gotta admit, my eggs look tasty.

Urgh

I found this on my msn homepage -



I would like to think that I wasn't the only one who's first thought upon seeing this was "I hope it's miley"

Unfortunately not, she wasn't even on the thing. I fail to see how this is news worthy. It was at the bottom of the page, but still, there are probably 756 other things that are more interesting. Anywayy.

I didn't really plan on writing anything else but seeing as I'm here I kind of feel like writing more.

Work at the grotto is going good, they're having a lot of trouble finding a Santa. Two people have gone through the interviews, landed the job, and then decided that actually they don't want it after all. Wankers, couldn't they have realized this before applying, pfff.
One of the security guy's has had to fill in twice, which was good of him cause he didn't really want to do it, and I suppose he really didn't have to. But he was a good Santa, I think its proper good of him to do it.

The Santa yesterday came an hour and 15 minutes late, because they had to call him at the last minute. Which as an elf, was alright cause it meant we just got to stand around for an hour and a bit, good job it was only a week day and we didn't have to tell that many grumpy parents that he was gonna be late. When he finally turned up, he wasn't that great a Santa really, he was good talking to the kids, but cause it was dead quite, seeing as most kids are at school, he kept taking his beard/wig/glasses/hat/gloves off between customers, which meant that when a customer did come along, we'd have to hold them off for a bit so he had time to get it all back on. Also when the grotto closed, he walked from it to the office without his beard/wig/etc. It wasn't so bad cause it was 7pm and the place was dead. But he still shouldn't have done it.

He did cause me a huge moment of amusement though, by asking a little girl if she had "been a good boy?" hahaha. Doyle. Though to be fair the kid was only about one and a half, and had dead short hair and was wearing jeans. But on the other hand, the jeans had little red polka dot turn ups. So I'll leave it up to you to decide if that was his fault. It was hella funny anyway.

I cant be bothered writing much more. I have to work Saturday (tomorrow) and the agency have asked me to work Sunday now as well which I was supposed to have off. I really don't mind though, its really good and also I guess its an extra day's wages innit. Also I'm hoping for a sighting of the top gear guys, I'm not sure what the craic is there exactly, I just know theres some sort of top gear exhibition at MIMA and they're filming something there. Blah blah. I hope they come to the grotto, but I doubt they will really.

Getting the bus to Boro tomorrow will be hectic, I had to stand all the way there today it was that busy. So its gonna be miles worse tomorrow. On the way home, I sat next to a woman with the yellowest fingers/nails I have ever seen. Her hand was flaky. Luckily I had the self restraint to not look at it much, even though it was gross as. That's smoking for you. If that's what it does to the outside, imagine how bad it is inside.

Oh god whats wrong with me, I can't stop rambling.

I'll shut up now, Adios