http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/534416
I would, if I had a right arrow that worked. It's the original Mario with a range of characters including the old style Link.
Today I wore my Ravenclaw tie in memory of all those who died in the Last Battle of Hogwarts. James said "but it's not real though" but I just think it was a nice reason to wear my tie.
I did another 6 hours of art today, I say that, 1 hour was taken up with Hazelizabeth-ness but that's still a creative output.
We cooked beef in oyster sauce for tea and it was pretty scrummy.
That's the end of BEDA... I don't know quite how regular I'll be at posting from here, though I'd like to be daily. We shall see.
And on that note, bye-bye!
Friday, 30 April 2010
Thursday, 29 April 2010
Turtle in the river
I had an early doctors appointment today in which the lady diagnosed me with a possible case of Acute Urticaria. An actual allergic physical reaction to running (sort of).
As I walked back I passed the stalls that had been set up in the square, one of which was a hog roast and I sort of felt like that would be my lunch, just because. However when I went down and saw it was £4 I continued browsing and bought a steak pie instead. It was delicious.
I spent some time tidying and more time browsing and listening to Erase This which is simply superb!
James directed me through a ridiculous but amazing design for a t-shirt.
The words on it are AJ's motto and James really wants it printing up before the end of term so he can just wear it and see what they say. The detail on the butterfly is immense for something so small!
SO.
Then I headed off to my SSAGO exec meeting which was only 15 minutes followed by another 15 where we were accosted by a drunk boy who wanted a strawberry from the punnet on the table. We were asked who were were to which Megan replied "The Strawberry Society". We kept this up and made it sound fairly official as we are the Lancaster Student Strawberry and Gardening Organisation. He ate the mouldy strawberry and the pile of green bits. It was hilarious, rank and entertaining.
For tea tonight James and I had beef burgers with carrot (a bit garlicy just because) and beans. It was rather tasty all things considered. Now we're going to head over to his once more.
All the chocolate banana brownie is gone. This gives me sads.
xxxxx
Trip to an 80th Birthday Party.
I couldn't get an appointment to see a doctor yesterday before my art session and after it James and I had to walk down to the pub "The Plough" to be picked up and driven all the way to Kirkby ( picking up a boatload of food from James' house on the way) to celebrate James' Grandad's 80th Birthday in a surprise family get together.
Overall there were 13 of us there but I couldn't name them all. There were James' Grandad's three children each with their respective partners and children/children's bf/gf. Three of James' cousins were there: Heather, Greig and Siobhan. Also, one of James' uncles went to Durham Uni so there's a piece of knowledge.
The whole event was very football centred with talk about it right through to us actually watching a game that was on TV. It wasn't so bad though because there was plenty of food and James to talk to about things that weren't footy.
We got back to Uni (after Lynn very kindly drove us) at 11:30 so I suppose I could have posted this yesterday but I was exhausted.
Another blog later I think.
x
Overall there were 13 of us there but I couldn't name them all. There were James' Grandad's three children each with their respective partners and children/children's bf/gf. Three of James' cousins were there: Heather, Greig and Siobhan. Also, one of James' uncles went to Durham Uni so there's a piece of knowledge.
The whole event was very football centred with talk about it right through to us actually watching a game that was on TV. It wasn't so bad though because there was plenty of food and James to talk to about things that weren't footy.
We got back to Uni (after Lynn very kindly drove us) at 11:30 so I suppose I could have posted this yesterday but I was exhausted.
Another blog later I think.
x
Tuesday, 27 April 2010
Terrifying ordeal!
I didn't mean to fail fully just because I missed one post by 5 minutes and I'm positive that somewhere yesterday I typed up about my day.
6 and a half hours of art with pasta lunch at a half way point and duck for tea. Tada!
Oh and beat the Elite Four.
Today however was a whole different type of dramatic experience. Which now, at 5pm, seems distant and far fetched and dreamlike but I assure you the following scenario is 100% real, did happen and frightened me quite a bit.
The most unlikely thing is that this all occurred because I decided to go jogging. I decided this because my leg circumference has visibly increased and because I never do anything and because Marissa has taken up jogging and it made me feel a bit terrible for being so lazy when she is ever so energetic.
So, by 8 this morning James and I were attired in suitable clothing, refilled lucozade bottles in hand, ready to go. I envisioned a failure that would consist of barely a minute running, panting and possible stitch/collapse. With a blast of MoM in one ear and James' encouraging words I made it to the first road crossing where we stopped to let a car past, no problem, a short walk and we did a few sections jog/walk/jog/walk with me breathing heavily and getting gradually itchyer.
Now, this skin thing I've had while at Uni seems to be diagnosed as exzema every time I see a doctor and so that is how I treat it but I've become aware that it is brought on (the unscratchable ITCH) by sudden feelings of hotness. So bearing this in mind I thought that sweating a bit when running would make me itch but nothing that a good shower won't take away. However by the time we hit the 3/4 round campus mark my arms had a strange texture to them and I was feeling the urge to claw my entire skin off. We walked back to mine (with one last attempt to jog and take my mind off it) just in time for me to feel extremely odd by the lift. I was drinking my water slowly thinking hydration was the key but I pretty much stumbled to my door whereapon it was knowledge of my room and slight guidance from James that let my hit the bed and not the floor. I was seeing white splotches and it felt like my feet wanted to climb up to my head.
After a short rest the itchy skanky feeling hadn't gone away but I trusted my feet so I went to attempt a shower. Bad move it seems as this just sent me all dizzy and fainty again and this time I brought a shower of water with me across my room to the bed. At this point I'm thinking "I'll never make it to my Psychology lecture, I'm dying!" This was not the case (the feeling of dying that is) for much longer as I was determined to not let this ruin my day and to get better. Creams applied I curled up on the bed feeling a bit hopeless and probably scaring James to a high degree. I was fed small chunks of banana brownie by James who said it would bring my sugar up (probably ruining any of the jogging progress but who cared I was ILL!). James decided that is was in my best interest to stay in bed and recover for a good while while he watched over me. I think this was a splendid move on his side yet it meant he missed TWO whole lectures.
By 12:30 I felt quite ok and ate a whole can of orange and grapefruit segments and the rest of the cucumber from last night's duck pancakes. (Which by the way are a splendid ALDI deal).
I read up my PinE work and headed to pick up my Lab report from last term that I had handed in in LATE FEBRUARY. An M1 low for that so that's good seeing as I put very little effort into (this effort being all I could muster in a week, the week after New York).
My seminar was alright is, we talked about bullying and how girls are bitchy and boys violent, the crossovers and gun crime. A way to brighten up my day... not.
I came over to the art studios (which is where I have typed this) and this is not procrastination, this is valid use of time because I'm typing this in between sorting and resizing photos on word and they're taking forever as it seems to half crash at every click.
Tonight we're having a BBQ with SSAGO so I've decided to stay here and sort out these photos until just before 7, then head to the right room for the emergency election we're holding first.
I shall end here as I have written far too much for one day!
TOODLES!
6 and a half hours of art with pasta lunch at a half way point and duck for tea. Tada!
Oh and beat the Elite Four.
Today however was a whole different type of dramatic experience. Which now, at 5pm, seems distant and far fetched and dreamlike but I assure you the following scenario is 100% real, did happen and frightened me quite a bit.
The most unlikely thing is that this all occurred because I decided to go jogging. I decided this because my leg circumference has visibly increased and because I never do anything and because Marissa has taken up jogging and it made me feel a bit terrible for being so lazy when she is ever so energetic.
So, by 8 this morning James and I were attired in suitable clothing, refilled lucozade bottles in hand, ready to go. I envisioned a failure that would consist of barely a minute running, panting and possible stitch/collapse. With a blast of MoM in one ear and James' encouraging words I made it to the first road crossing where we stopped to let a car past, no problem, a short walk and we did a few sections jog/walk/jog/walk with me breathing heavily and getting gradually itchyer.
Now, this skin thing I've had while at Uni seems to be diagnosed as exzema every time I see a doctor and so that is how I treat it but I've become aware that it is brought on (the unscratchable ITCH) by sudden feelings of hotness. So bearing this in mind I thought that sweating a bit when running would make me itch but nothing that a good shower won't take away. However by the time we hit the 3/4 round campus mark my arms had a strange texture to them and I was feeling the urge to claw my entire skin off. We walked back to mine (with one last attempt to jog and take my mind off it) just in time for me to feel extremely odd by the lift. I was drinking my water slowly thinking hydration was the key but I pretty much stumbled to my door whereapon it was knowledge of my room and slight guidance from James that let my hit the bed and not the floor. I was seeing white splotches and it felt like my feet wanted to climb up to my head.
After a short rest the itchy skanky feeling hadn't gone away but I trusted my feet so I went to attempt a shower. Bad move it seems as this just sent me all dizzy and fainty again and this time I brought a shower of water with me across my room to the bed. At this point I'm thinking "I'll never make it to my Psychology lecture, I'm dying!" This was not the case (the feeling of dying that is) for much longer as I was determined to not let this ruin my day and to get better. Creams applied I curled up on the bed feeling a bit hopeless and probably scaring James to a high degree. I was fed small chunks of banana brownie by James who said it would bring my sugar up (probably ruining any of the jogging progress but who cared I was ILL!). James decided that is was in my best interest to stay in bed and recover for a good while while he watched over me. I think this was a splendid move on his side yet it meant he missed TWO whole lectures.
By 12:30 I felt quite ok and ate a whole can of orange and grapefruit segments and the rest of the cucumber from last night's duck pancakes. (Which by the way are a splendid ALDI deal).
I read up my PinE work and headed to pick up my Lab report from last term that I had handed in in LATE FEBRUARY. An M1 low for that so that's good seeing as I put very little effort into (this effort being all I could muster in a week, the week after New York).
My seminar was alright is, we talked about bullying and how girls are bitchy and boys violent, the crossovers and gun crime. A way to brighten up my day... not.
I came over to the art studios (which is where I have typed this) and this is not procrastination, this is valid use of time because I'm typing this in between sorting and resizing photos on word and they're taking forever as it seems to half crash at every click.
Tonight we're having a BBQ with SSAGO so I've decided to stay here and sort out these photos until just before 7, then head to the right room for the emergency election we're holding first.
I shall end here as I have written far too much for one day!
TOODLES!
Sunday, 25 April 2010
The Election Debate II
We've just finished watching the second election debate. It was intriguing as was the first and it took a lot longer because we kept pausing it to talk.
Today was a lovely Sunday mainly because I got to talk to M for a bit and also because of the ducklings.
Our favourite two ducks Turtle and Rabbit have had 11 little 'ducklets' (James insisted that female ducklings should be renamed thus).
We also sat through the washing today in which my machine got stuck at 8 mins for a good 5. It finished fine and everything got dry too!
I did some revision about feral children too as a start to the epic PinE revision.
Nighty night.
Today was a lovely Sunday mainly because I got to talk to M for a bit and also because of the ducklings.
Our favourite two ducks Turtle and Rabbit have had 11 little 'ducklets' (James insisted that female ducklings should be renamed thus).
We also sat through the washing today in which my machine got stuck at 8 mins for a good 5. It finished fine and everything got dry too!
I did some revision about feral children too as a start to the epic PinE revision.
Nighty night.
Talking 'til Ten Past Twelve
Fay's party has just ended. I mean, the majority of people went out to town about 11 but a chunk of us, 8 or so, stayed around to chat.
I've eaten too much, I'm tired. I've sort of failed BEDA.
I've eaten too much, I'm tired. I've sort of failed BEDA.
Friday, 23 April 2010
Tell me, do you know what day it is?
It is the combined celebration of Youtube and Shakespeare's birthdays and St George's Day.
Yesterday was Dad's birthday and I feel terrible for not mentioning it then but we were in a rush to get to the film.
"Nowhere Boy" is a very good film, I know more about the Beatles than I did and I'm glad of it.
The b3ta newsletter gave us a very large amount of lols tonight and via a skit of Cameron led to James being introduced to Pulp. We've just listened to Common People.
Also, Charlie's Mum linked to this:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2010/apr/23/youtube-five-years-on
I had a lovely day today after I got over the small stomach ache of this morning.
It's now dark out and we didn't go over to James' early enough to see if AJ was taking his telescope out to the field.
S'ok though.
Yesterday was Dad's birthday and I feel terrible for not mentioning it then but we were in a rush to get to the film.
"Nowhere Boy" is a very good film, I know more about the Beatles than I did and I'm glad of it.
The b3ta newsletter gave us a very large amount of lols tonight and via a skit of Cameron led to James being introduced to Pulp. We've just listened to Common People.
Also, Charlie's Mum linked to this:
http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2010/apr/23/youtube-five-years-on
I had a lovely day today after I got over the small stomach ache of this morning.
It's now dark out and we didn't go over to James' early enough to see if AJ was taking his telescope out to the field.
S'ok though.
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