Blogging about whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like.

Gosh, I don’t half feel great!

The weather was nice today, and those who’re “with the programme” so to speak, who do follow me, know how my health is affected by the weather. I usually get horribly emotional before a drastic weather change. Thus why last night and early on in to the morning, I could not stop crying, then I wake up to joyus warm sunshine. I felt so good, I even got up, showered, nice make up [more than my usual eyeliner I mean] and Adam and I went to the shop!

Firstly, huge achievement in itself as getting out is hard for me.

On the way to the shop, I noticed something as we were walking down the road. It seemed somebody had left their keys in their front door. The door was shut, but the key was in the door, along with the car key for the Ford Mondeo that was on the driveway. So, I went up to the persons front door, knocked the letter box and rang the doorbell. No answer. Rang the door bell again. Still, no answer. Oh dear. So… the house owner is out, and I have free entry to their house, and then their car right in front of me. So what do I do? Adam spots a neighbour and wonders if he knows them, so I enquire; “Excuse me, do you know who lives there, by any chance?” yeah, we explained the situation and he was like oh I see, I’ll put the keys inside here [in his porchway type thing] and put a note through their letterbox. I thanked him and we resumed travelling to the shop.

I hope those people got their keys back and everything. I know the guy was their next door neighbour and everything, but we had no idea who he was or what he was like, he might fancy that mondeo, or they might have a big tv next door he wants. Ya know what I mean? But in that situation, what can you do, really? Just gotta try and trust. Might see next time I go to the shop if I go next week, check the person got their keys back okay or something. Just to make sure.

Yus. Good day. I felt good after doing that. I could quite easily have had that persons car, or the contents of their house, the thought never even crossed my mind. Well, only one thought of entering came to mind, and that was to open the front door, as the keys were in, put the keys inside, and close the door again, maybe have a peek around to check that all was okay, because there was also a little card on the keys about emergency healthcare stuff, its hard to explain, but basically meaning somebody lived there who wasn’t in the best of health who probably needed caring for. But when I saw their neighbour come out of next door, I decided against it. They don’t know who I am, I could have been anyone, a burgler for all they knew. I’d hate to get cliche’ly hit with a frying pan.

Adam and I got to the shop, bought my magazines which I haven’t done in months, and walked back. Half way back, the pain was kicking in, but I managed.

When we got back, Adam was fooling around, he picked me up and said “woah! you’re loads lighter! you’re so easy to pick up now!” I smiled. I didn’t tell him about my recent weight loss. When we first met, just over a year ago, we had brief-ish conversation, I’m bad with people. Then I saw him again at another party in February, which is where he apparently fell in love with me. We cuddled on the sete for the entire thing, near enough. And at one point, he was hugging, picking up-spinning everyone. He couldn’t pick me up very well. In fact, pretty much, he couldn’t pick me up at all.

When we started dating, he did pick me up, could tell he strained. I’d lost a little weight. Now, he picks me up with ease! It makes me smile so much, I squeal and its fun and smiles all round. Though hes kinda strong anyways. I’m not sure of my exact weight but it WAS about 14 and a half stone 1 year ago. Now, its 11stone something I believe. Not sure, but as I was 12.4stn before I lost the 7lbs, yeah. That would make sense. Yay me.

So this has added to my happiness of the day.

AND Adam gets to sleep over tomorrow night, and provided my brother doesn’t whine about it, hopefully he won’t have to sleep on the sofa this time. :p Ahh, bliss. But he does snore. But I have something to hit him with if he disturbs me. ;]

Good news is Adam’s rash has gone and he is okay now.

The doctor just prescribed him a big tub of e45. No referal to a dermatologist or anything. It may not have even been that product either! Cus it always flared up more when he came round here, but since I changed my bed covers… nothing. Maybe it was cat fur? But he has a cat… not that hes around it much tbf. Where mine lives on my bed. Which… she is snoring right now actually.

Adam has work tomorrow… and yet I’m like ahhh! Its so hard when hes not here. Too dependant indeed. I have no idea what I’m gonna do tomorrow. I’m in the mood to do *something* … I just dunno what. Not gonna see him tomorrow cus hes having a proper dinner with his nan and brother.

Also, some other silly crap happened today, but I’m not gonna go in to it as it isn’t my buisiness to tell really. Just short notice from the hospital, a letter through the post 2 hours before the appointment. Wasn’t for me, was for someone else and ofc, they couldn’t make it, making them wait more months. NHS fail.

I could type more but idk what to say. Oh… other than I’ve been thinking about making some videos about life with M.E. …but I am still unsure. But I need to work on *something* or I’m going to go insane.

Yeaah. My host upgraded their php version. Which screwed up my database. I was using an old version of wordpress and so apparently this didn’t gel so badly, that my blog dissapeared from bloggersphere. However, I have upgraded wordpress and updated the database and all is well, as you can see. …hopefully. With a new theme, too. You can probably expect this to change now and then.
Now, I have a few real life updates to make, but I’ll do that some other time… as its cold and my nipples are about to drop off, yes. Just incase anyone was wondering what happened.

Some images may not work anymore along with some links. I probably won’t bother fixing them. They’re out of date or un-important anyway. Like my previous post [Make up review] the images no longer work.

Nice to have you back. My… probably about 4 readers that aren’t bots.

This might import from my blog to facebook… or probably will. So if you’re reading this on facebook, you might as well stop now, because you’re probably not going to like it. So me saying that, you’ll probably read it anyway, and leave a smart arsed comment in reply. I will do my best to ignore it if you do so. Unless you have a mature, well thought out response, relative to the article.

PERMALINK: http://blog.talei-uno.com/2010/01/24/lulz

A blog is a blog, an only log, journal, diary, for ones personal thoughts and feelings, its even hosted on my own webspace, so I’m more than entitled to them. Nobody says you have to agree, but you won’t change my thoughts. Its a waste of time to try. Nobody says you have to click and read, you can carry on with your daily life and all will be well.  You’re entitled to your own opinion, and type it if you wish, doesn’t mean I’m going to pay attention to it though. ;] Just like you don’t have to do to mine. If you want to, well then that is just swell, but I lose nor gain anything if you don’t. My blog is just to express my personal feelings, so that I shall do.

Should I say it now or later?

Told ya so.

I’ve had pretty much everything I’ve been thinking over these past few days, proven to me. Handed out like milk and cookies at Christmas today. Ohhh the joys of being right is damn fabulous. Though I do feel slightly shameful for admitting it.

Thanks twitter friends who’ve shown me the loveliness in the world. <3 Good people do exist. You just have to look. “little penguin of love” haha, thanks Liloo [@tsunimee on twitter] I imagined that in your French accent and everything. :p

And thanks for the others, who I won’t mention names, because they’ll whine at me, who have provided me with lulz. But you guys know who you are.

Its also amazing how despite everything, some people can be horribly immature. I was talking to this 34 year old canadian today, and she was acting like someone else I know, of my own age.

So it proves, age is but a number.

My newest… I say friend, Jay, is 52 years old, and he commented that he feels like hes talking to someone of his own generation. I seem to get along better with older people, and this concerns me slightly. I don’t understand my own generation, the teenagers. I genuinely don’t get it. Sometimes I get called the group “mother” and sometimes I get called uptight, and told I should just get drunk like everyone else. But I don’t get it? I don’t understand what is so awesome about people getting drunk and not being able to remember the previous night, throwing up everywhere and inconviniencing other people. Some people do dumb shit and sometimes its hillarious, but some people get seriously hurt and that isn’t funny and it isn’t a joke. I just don’t understand the appeal of damaging your liver and not knowing who the fuck is lying next to you when you wake up. Okay. So maybe this makes me uptight. I just genuinely do not get it.

Danni brought about the faith in humanity project to peoples attention… and it didn’t take long before my points were in minus numbers. I don’t know what this means for me, for having so little faith in people, but I’m so used to watching things crumble before my eyes without being able to do a thing. Where is humanity going wrong? Maybe it should start from scratch? Why is everything so contraversial. Why do people have to annoy others because they’re bored [ASBOs] and scare the life out of the eldery… and other people who’re not even elderly! Why should people feel the need to live life in fear because of anothers’ actions? They shouldn’t. One persons actions should not affect another, but it is impossible in the human race.

People can’t keep themselves to themselves. They can’t ignore chavs and just walk on by, and not surprisingly! They’re likely to yell at the person(s) walking past or worse! Why do these people feel the need to disturb the pedestrian? By what do they achieve? Why do people have to pick fights over small things, like whats for dinner, which way to walk home, what shop to visit first? Control. Why do people feel the need to control others more than themselves. Why try and control other people when they can’t even engage in a little self control? The human race does not make any sense.  Nor do I think I will ever. And that may just drive me barmy, because I hate realizing things, but not being able to figure out the cause for the effect. It took me a while to realize it, but when I realized how much it effects you, being out of the loop from day to day life [when I had to drop out of school and ended up bed bound thanks to my health] I realized that I don’t like to know things, but not understand them, to not get the whole picture or know the whole story.

I guess I found one of my weak points. Haha. And I’ve just told it to the world, but ya know, I don’t care. By now, I’m used to being left out of the loop, and I know who my real friends are. I won’t forget the people who stayed in contact when I was confined to my bed. Ever. And I will never forget those who ran away or never bothered. I may do forgiving, but I don’t do forgetting. And people wonder why I don’t trust and/or why I’m so skeptical of people. Think about it, did you give me reason to be skeptical?

So yeah… I’ve not updated much lately. Appologies but my health has taken a horrible dip. Pretty much stuck in bed.

Which is like ahhh!

Because I have to go to the jobcenter later on today :/ Fack.

But yeah. Thats actually pretty much it for my update. I went to buffet island the night before last and wanted to blog about that but I don’t have the energy tbch. So… good night!