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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Feb 2007 04:16:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>more fun than the usual</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;My weekend was not an all out bore (though still VERY boring compared to my last couple months in London, which I still seem to be desparately hanging onto) so I&apos;ll write about it. And maybe give an overall update on what&apos;s going on. If I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually went out on Friday. Was just gonna stay in, like always, after going for my caffeine dose at the Starbucks. But ended up going out to good ol&apos; Halo with Aynz and friends. I used to go to Halo like every week because it is the so-called &quot;mod- night&quot; playing indie and new wave and brit rock and 80&apos;s dance hits and that stuff. My party music scene, I guess you might say. Plus the other folks that go there are pretty fashionable and rad, not like other lame places in Edmonton. The music there hadn&apos;t really evolved that much though. Not like in London, where they are so far ahead of the game that it&apos;s easier for me to be at least with the game. But I got to have one of my old favourite drinks, the Soho martini. Did it remind me of Nathan? Well, yeah, sure, but of course it would. I have yet to figure out that boy and it&apos;s a little tiring, so I&apos;m leaving it for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have to work on Saturday until 1:45pm but didn&apos;t wake up until like quarter after 1. Made it to work on time though but was pretty tired. I&apos;m actually enjoying the Starbucks. It&apos;s sad, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not do anything Saturday night, save for watch Star Wars: Epdisode III: Revenge of the Sith because I had to open on Sunday morning at Starbucks. Had to be at the shop by 6:30am. I was there on time, that&apos;s just bloody early. The shift went pretty quickly but the woman that was there to help us (shift supervisor from other store) was such a flake that the drink orders were piling up when it was busy so drinks were being made slowly. I was on bar with a huge amount of orders to be filled when I was supposed to be off and didn&apos;t realize the time. When I did realize the time I felt bad for leaving the drinks cuz there was only the other dude actually working (flake lady was on the sales floor talking to people and the other girl was sitting with her boyfriend). The other dude was doing the till stuff so I couldn&apos;t really just leave until someone came to take over. Then I remembered I had to cash out so I was pretty late in leaving. Just gets stressful when other people don&apos;t help out and do their jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Wolfmother show. They were a pretty good live show, nothing overly special or unique about the show itself though, really. But they are a pretty unique band and it was a good 18+ crowd so I enjoyed it. I would have liked to hear Andrew Stockdale, the frontman I&apos;m pretty sure, talk some more. He did speak about the flamingos in West Edmonton Mall, that was cool. Just so I could be reminded of the good ol&apos; Aussie accent. Haha, it was funny at the show these two dudes kinda moved into our space and separated me from Robin and Gina and then we were talking over them loudly so that they&apos;d clue in and since they were nice, they did clue in and moved back. And then I realized that one of them was Tyler, a dude I used to work with at Superstore. That was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.star-channel.de/images/groups/wolfmother.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in general has been fairly mundane. I&apos;m working at Starbucks and a pet store. I don &apos;t need a degree to work at the pet store, but here I am having one. I&apos;m not really suited to working in retail/customer driven environments so that part is a little tough for me, since I know this and yet work there anyway. It&apos;s really a for the time being thing, but I don&apos;t know what I want to do with my life so I&apos;m confused and lost. I do get to feed reptiles though. And touch snakes and stuff like that. But really, it&apos;s a grade 12 job. What I&apos;m thinking about now is look into more courses and grad options, maybe some specific pre-vet things, or maybe even technologist stuff at NAIT. Gotta get the life in order, I guess, and stop holding onto the good fun care free times in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that or get my British passport and live in a hostel (hating everyone, but a very few select individuals with whom I party with) forever. The boys were better over there.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 07:36:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Investigative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/investigative.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are precise, scientific, and intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in understanding and solving math and science problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architect - Biologist - Chemist&lt;br /&gt;Dentist - Electrical Technician - Mathematician&lt;br /&gt;Medical Technician - Meteorologist - Pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;Physician - Surveyor - Veterinarian&lt;br /&gt; 	 	&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are enterprising careers, like lawyer or real estate agent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, so can i just bring this into places and count that as being qualified? cuz i hate job hunting. &lt;br /&gt;feeling odd at home. a bit. don&apos;t wanna elaborate now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Nov 2006 15:23:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Long-awaited Tattoo Post</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Yes, here it is!! The third tattoo, and this one by the amazing Kamil at Evil from the Needle in London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;CLICK ME!&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grittio/pic/00002pqr/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;221&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grittio/pic/00002pqr/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more for kicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grittio/pic/000012c5/&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;240&quot; width=&quot;147&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/grittio/pic/000012c5/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And wow, that was a lot more exhausting than what it should&apos;ve been so that is all for now folks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 12:10:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>best friday the 13th ever</title>
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  <description>Cam and I have been flyer whores lately. We go and collect them and see what sounds good and what we might like and check out new clubs. We&apos;ve also been making some friends too!! Haha, mostly cute boys at that! Friday we went to St. Moritz Club and as we were just chilling out sitting down I noticed a hot boy dancing like a spazz and I was smiling at him. Then a little bit later he rushed over and collapsed at my feet and told me he was the dj and he would play anything that I wanted to hear because he wanted to see me dance. And he kissed me on the cheek (and it was pretty much the best cheek kiss ever). So yeah, I hung out at his booth requesting songs and spazzing harcore to them. Later on we were hanging out at a table and he came over and kissed me full on... and then I melted. Mmmm, yes, best friday the 13th ever. We think he might&apos;ve been on e though, and he kept trying to take off his clothes... think Peter from Family Guy when he goes on e... LOL. I&apos;ll try and see him again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 19:44:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m back in the italy now. it&apos;s great, save for the rude people, but what are you going to do? mon and i have been to venice, florence, pisa, assisi, naples, sorrento, pompeii and now we are in rome. i really enjoyed venice, assisi, pompeii and rome the best i think. but it&apos;s been a great tour thus far and we only have a couple more days left!! it&apos;s all been great, but stupid naples seemed to make a bad impression of itself with it&apos;s rail strike and its pricey little hotel room and it&apos;s very hard to find coast. food has been so yummy and i told mon that i married cappuncino. sooooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just have to watch the money situation. i&apos;ve got two weeks in london when i get back and am getting a tattoo done and then i&apos;m off to greece for a good week and a couple days. and still have to book a ticket home. so that&apos;s going to take some budgeting and/or parents help!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 19:49:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Yes, traveling definitely makes me very happy. And when I&apos;m in a beautiful place enjoying all the sights and new experiences I cannot imagine being at home and doing what I&apos;ve done all my life (which was I guess not all that much, just going to school and getting drunk at weekends). I got to take a couple days off work recently to go to Venice and Florence for Tower&apos;s birthday. Such a great time. I just felt elated the whole time, from the moment I stepped off the plane and earned a new stamp in the passport. Finally getting a chance to do what I was meant to do by coming over here.&amp;nbsp; My time in London is not nothing, don&apos;t get me wrong, but the past little while it seems to have become somehow stagnant for me and I&apos;m really stressed and aggravated by my job, and the shift is such that I often don&apos;t get to hang out with people in the evenings. Just the boys that make fun of me, calling me emo and that. I guess it is some kind of attention and even though I don&apos;t really command attention it&apos;s okay to get attention. Even if it is negative? I guess. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I want more tattoos. Going to see if Cara&apos;s artist can give me a seahorse. I think he might do a really cool dark colour skeme realistic looking seahorse. I &apos;ve seen some pix of similar ones and they&apos;re awesome. Going to try and get that done when Mon comes and she&apos;s going to get hers all coloured in. I&apos;d also like to have steve do another birdie near the one he already did for me. It could be like a 1/8th sleeve. I think it would look really cute to have a second bird in the same style flying up to meet my original. Which I lean towards naming Herbert. Whatevs.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Aug 2006 21:52:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another pretty pictures post</title>
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  <description>Just got a picture CD from home. Towers mom brought it for me. It&apos;s so good to finally see these pictures, but I look kinda crabby in most of them... oh well. The memories are there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?start=#imgAnch11&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;IM003196.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM003196.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Here&apos;s a bunch more&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?start=#imgAnch10&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;800&quot; alt=&quot;heather in front of my library&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM002951.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather in front of my library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;Heather doing the mummy pose in the British Museum&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM002959.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather doing the mummy pose in the British Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;Heather and Jon on the couch in the Edinburgh host&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM002994.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather and Jon on the couch in the Edinburgh hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;me on the couch in edinburgh hostel&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM002995.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s me relaxing on a couch in the Edinburgh hostel. And even I have to say it: Heather and I look like twins!! I was comparing the two photos with awe and amazment. Same jackets, same expression. I just need to put bits of red in Heathers hair and we&apos;re set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;scottish falls&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM002999.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one&apos;s cute, but I&apos;m all looking chubby faced. Aw well, I&apos;m with my Heathy so it&apos;s cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;emo reflection time by loch ness&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM003009.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo reflection time at Loch Ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;the macbackpackers crew that matter&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM003010.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our MacBackpackers crew (or, the people we cared about on the tour anyway...) There&apos;s Heather, Monica, and Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;Eilean Donan Castle&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM003073.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re at the famous castle, which the name escapes me right now. Bugger. It&apos;s Eilean Donan! Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;shakespeares house&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM003148.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explains itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/?&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;600&quot; alt=&quot;the london picture&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Heathers%20Visit/IM003174.jpg&quot; width=&quot;800&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An obligatory London pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
There are a ton more and I&apos;ll have to get them uploaded into the photobucket when I get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: okay so hopefully the pics are fixed now, and I&apos;m not putting them in photobucket tonight, cuz i&apos;m too lazy and it takes too damn long.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Aug 2006 23:27:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;all of a sudden a little meltdown hit me about going home. i said something to someone about not having friends when i come home and he said to me &quot;well you did fuck off and go to london for a year&quot;. guess it really did sink in that it might not be a friendly situation when i get back home. i already feel alienated enough over here. i hate feeling so unsure! i really want to go home cuz i miss my family so so much, but at the same time there doesn&apos;t seem to be too much at home for me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;cara is gone to travel around the europe. we had a great weekend full of the booze to send her off well. friday work drinks were interesting and kinda awkward and i don&apos;t&amp;nbsp;care if i never go back for work drinks. after that cara and i went with cam to club 333 and saw an awesome band called &lt;a href=&quot;www.humanzi.com/&quot;&gt;Humanzi&lt;/a&gt; from ireland. saturday we went to the temple walkabout dressed as 80&apos;s cliche rockers. sunday we went to the church for some day time boozing. funny stories go with all these events but i&apos;m off work now and also a little bit down. *emo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 22:10:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pretty pictures post</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_dienacht&apos; lj:user=&apos;dienacht&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dienacht.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://dienacht.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;dienacht&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I went to get our Rigour Mortoise Tortoise tattoos on Saturday. We had been kinda jokingly planning this for a little while, and cuz we&apos;re crazy we went ahead and did it. It all came about when we were thinking of our band name and came up with a swanky tortoise in a top hat with a monicle, but that he should be called a rigor mortis tortoise, just cuz it rhymes and it&apos;s cool. So Cara went around graffiti-ing random public places (litke the Astoria and the Camden public toilets) with our band name and a skull and cross bones symbol. But whenever we&apos;re drunk I tell her how we need to get our tortoise tattooed on ourselves. And we actually carried it out and really, I couldn&apos;t be happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Tattoo Number Two&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/7%20Seconds%20of%20Love/?start=#imgAnch9&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; alt=&quot;SevenSeconds079.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/7%20Seconds%20of%20Love/SevenSeconds079.jpg&quot; width=&quot;576&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our artist, Bugsy of Evil From the Needle, working on the colouring bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/7%20Seconds%20of%20Love/?start=#imgAnch14&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;576&quot; alt=&quot;SevenSeconds064.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/7%20Seconds%20of%20Love/SevenSeconds064.jpg&quot; width=&quot;432&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit out of order, but I&apos;m lazy. Here is the shading freshly done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/7%20Seconds%20of%20Love/?start=#imgAnch13&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;576&quot; alt=&quot;SevenSeconds089.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/7%20Seconds%20of%20Love/SevenSeconds089.jpg&quot; width=&quot;432&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the coloured product!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/dienacht/pic/0015spdq&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our spastic full body shot. Damn, so much spending of money when I just got paid. This month might hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so it was a super great weekend (even though I still had to work both Saturday and Sunday), but I still got to go and see 7 seconds of love perform in Battersea Park. It was great. We were oh so drunk and partied oh so hard. Mostly me and Cara, Tower and Emma gave a good effort and Byron, Adri, and Yolande just sat off to the side and probably just made fun of us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 22:56:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay so had a pretty good weekend past. On Friday went with Cara and Nao and Adri and Byron and Emma to a psychobilly/rockabilly club. It was really funny cuz I was really really drunk and then I took some herbal pep speed pill that Nao gave me and I am apparently very susceptible to the pills so I was just sitting in one place wigging out and feeling like I&apos;d been sitting in the place for hours and hours when it had only been minutes. So Nao and the others left early cuz they couldn&apos;t handle it and Cara and I sat there like stoned lumps but had so much fun doing so. I was making very random jokes and Cara was just laughing at me. I had never been so apart from a group and feeling like an outsider and yet having a blast doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the awesome CANADA DAY. I was extremely hung over and my head hurt so so much. I couldn&apos;t move from bed until well after 1pm. Tower and Cara and I headed to the Maple Leaf to celebrate in Canadian style. Too bad I couldn&apos;t really move. After that Tower and I jetted off to her workmates house. I was drinking all day and only was getting rowdy around home time, which was about 11pm so we could catch the last train. On the way home we bumped into Waz and Nathan and a bunch of the Frenchies. I had a good yell at Nathan for his spilling out cupboard and his stealing of my bracelet.&amp;nbsp; Tower and I decided on a whim to go with them out to party in Fulham. Had to go back to the hostel for some reason so Nathan and them went off without us and Waz stayed to wait for us. We lost contact of nathan and them and ended up just wandering around with Waz. Some nice random photos. Including numerous ones of me being a mySpace kid. And cuz I want to assault you all here is my
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;photodump&quot;&gt;photodump!&lt;br /&gt;Yay for being a Myspace loser!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Aleahs%20My%20Spacing/?start=#imgAnch1&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; alt=&quot;TarasWeekend2193.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Aleahs%20My%20Spacing/TarasWeekend2193.jpg&quot; width=&quot;576&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres us at the maple leaf. me and cara are all spaced out and not knowing what&apos;s what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/?start=#imgAnch1&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; alt=&quot;Cara, Aleah and I celebrating Canada Day at the Maple Leaf&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/TarasWeekend2115.jpg&quot; width=&quot;576&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay, tis my tattie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/?start=#imgAnch10&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; alt=&quot;Aleah&amp;#39;s new tatoo!!!&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/TarasWeekend2128.jpg&quot; width=&quot;576&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I&apos;m too cool for waz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/?start=#imgAnch26&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; alt=&quot;TarasWeekend2153.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/TarasWeekend2153.jpg&quot; width=&quot;576&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye beer you do cruel things to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/?start=32#imgAnch43&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;pic&quot; height=&quot;432&quot; alt=&quot;TarasWeekend2192.jpg&quot; src=&quot;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/Canada%20Day/TarasWeekend2192.jpg&quot; width=&quot;576&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 19:51:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Absinthe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatalcoholicdrinkareyouquiz/absinthe.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a sloppy drunk, purposely so&lt;br /&gt;If drinking doesn&apos;t make you feel crazy, it&apos;s not any fun&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, you tend to prefer drugs to drinking&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;d never pass up any absinthe that came your way!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatalcoholicdrinkareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Alcoholic Drink Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 22:24:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;Leave me a comment and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. I&apos;ll respond with something random about you&lt;br /&gt;2. I&apos;ll challenge you to try something&lt;br /&gt;3. I&apos;ll pick a color that I associate with you&lt;br /&gt;4. I&apos;ll tell you something I like about you&lt;br /&gt;5. I&apos;ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you&lt;br /&gt;6. I&apos;ll tell you what animal you remind me of&lt;br /&gt;7. I&apos;ll ask you something I&apos;ve always wanted to ask you&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you (should) post this on yours.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 22:29:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>there are already roses</title>
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  <description>Work has been pretty bad this week. Just utterly ridiculous, really. The work that we&apos;re expected to be doing is not feasible at all and the managers don&apos;t seem to realize that because they&apos;re in their crystal castles up on the hill in a haze of illusion and we&apos;re down here in the muddy trenches, battling it out with passengers and drivers. It&apos;s so frustrating.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I walk to work I tend to listen to angry music. Fits the mood so well, and it&apos;s better than listening to happy music and trying to fool myself. Listening to one of my favourite songs today. Theres a line in it that states that &quot;this is a fucked up holiday&quot; and I have to agree with that with all of my being. What kind of holiday is this anyway? What kind of holiday has it become? Why do I let things like my work get to me so much? I really care about the passengers. I had a fight with a driver today because he didn&apos;t want a job cuz it was so called not a decent job and I was basically screaming at him saying, what about the passenger? He just wants to get home!! But being empathetic doesn&apos;t seem to get me too far in the eyes of the passengers everytime either. So yeah, I&apos;m stuck in a job I&apos;m fast become a hater of when I&apos;m just dreaming of holidaying, like I&apos;m supposed to be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy called me last night. Twas very nice. She called while I was at work, actually. She called like 3 times while I was at work and I answered everytime but had to tell her one more hour! half an hour! ten more minutes! She called finally when I was safely back at the hostel and we had a nice long talk. Talked about the family&apos;s plans for the summer, our jobs, my sisters, all the fun stuff like that. Makes me feel like I&apos;m missing so much at home. I was telling her she needs to come here and she said if she did that she&apos;d have to stay for like months to see Europe as well and money was an issue cuz they want to fix up the house and blah blah blah. Ah well, was great to hear from her. I&apos;ll call home on Father&apos;s Day to speak with the pops and the kids.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jun 2006 15:38:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhh my god it is so NOT pie weather! It is way too hot to be sitting in this ghetto little hot shop. I&apos;m dying, seriously. But we&apos;ve got the Pie World Cup going on now. Lots of new pies to try. Actually makes me a lot more annoyed at the customers cuz they just stand there and stare at the pies for hours and hours and hours.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Work at the call centre really sucked last night too. It was busy, we had to sub a lot of jobs out. Our dispatcher left us (had to go home cuz his wife called with an emergency. The emergency? There were wasps in the bathroom. Yeah.) So we had a guy on dispatch that has only returned last night from being in the hospital. So that was really lame. I just wanted to hang out with Cara and Tara in the park.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Jun 2006 23:18:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>it&apos;s the very awesome &lt;a href=&quot;http://s27.photobucket.com/albums/c174/aleahtara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCN1764.flv&quot;&gt;stompy&lt;/a&gt; on whyte ave!! my friends adam and aynz say hi as well. she sent this to me this evening and made me all sad and homesick. luv ya aynz.&amp;nbsp; and i&apos;m posting it in a few places so i can look at it whenever i wanna and from wherever i wanna</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jun 2006 22:34:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;London is so cool that you can pick up a new favourite band, acquire their album and new single, see their video, hear them on the radio, visit their website, find out their playing in an HMV, go and see them perform a live accoustic set, and get your new favourite band&apos;s cd&apos;s signed by the artists themselves after seeing them live all in a time period of about 5 days.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Okay, so admittedly they had become a band of my interest a while before 5 days, more like a couple weeks now, but you get the idea. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.hopeofthestates.co.uk/left/&quot;&gt;Hope of the States&lt;/a&gt; do and amazing song called &quot;Sing it Out&quot; and while perusing the internet I found their website and&amp;nbsp;took note, with keen enthusiasm, that they were going to be making an appearance at the HMV on Oxford Street.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are 4 guitars in this band, a violin, and drums. One of the guitarists switches off to play keyboards for some of the songs. The set that they played at the HMV was accoustic, but they sounded amazing. &quot;Sing it Out&quot; is such a stirring song, I think. The kind that gives me shivers when I hear it. I went with Cara and she stole my singles CD to get that signed, while I got them to sign their first album for me. It&apos;s good mellow music, I would say like a cross between Arcade Fire and Interpol.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In other news: I ordered some &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4feetshoes.com/002ROCKETDOGa.html&quot;&gt;new shoes&lt;/a&gt; that I think are so cute they deserve mention.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 21:50:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So I used to have a best friend at home. Nathan and I did everything together. On the weekends we would seek out the fun to be had. We both have the same sense of humour and like to make fun of people and be critical and had a certain style of personality in common. We got along great. We started doing more and more things together because my friend and his friend were going out together and that ended in a nasty breakup. So Nathan and I bonded over the wreckage of that relationship, but I never wanted a &quot;relationship&quot; with Nathan. I loved him to death, as my best buddy. As the guy that would be there for me and understand me and not force anything out of me or make me do anything that would compromise our friendship. I was aware that he liked me in the relationship sense but he never did anything that would have had to make me punch him. My best buddy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;ve been feeling very disconnected from home and from him. I emailed him the other day. Just a whimsical how are you doing email. He emailed me back and dropped the bomb and said things that I was thinking, but perhaps didn&apos;t want to think in my full consiousness. Told me that things probably won&apos;t be the same at home when I come back. How he wished that that wasn&apos;t the case but basically that I&apos;ve gone and screwed stuff up so that things can never be the same. Made me feel awful by saying that he thought I understood him and thought that he understood me but thinks he&apos;s got it wrong now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So it makes me all sad when I think about home. Not having my friend to come back to. And I pretty much had no other friends... just Nathan&apos;s friends that I really liked and seemed to fit in with but I don&apos;t think they much care. I&apos;m old news. I&apos;m off their little minds.&lt;br /&gt;I really miss him and think of all the great fun that we could have if he was here. I&apos;m having a great time here, loving the girls I&apos;m living with and really enjoying travelling and seeing everything that this place has to offer. But at the same time I can&apos;t help but wonder what the cost of enjoying my time here is. If it is the cost of losing Nathan... well I&apos;m not sure if that&apos;s entirley worth it. Seems so unfair. How do I manage doing so many things wrong?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 20:57:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the weekend</title>
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  <description>Had an alright weekend past.&lt;br /&gt;I came down with a damn cold that threatened to take my life. I could feel it creeping on me on Tuesday and Wednesday and then at work on Thursday I could barely speak. Friday I went to work at the pie shop and felt rotten. We went to movies for the Korean film festival and that was fine for me. I don&apos;t think I could&apos;ve done much more than sit in a comfy seat and snivel. We went out for some Chinese food afterward. Had yummy seafood udon noodles, since I&apos;m so *bling-bling* I can afford that, haha. Then we wandered around looking for a place to drink at.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I tried to go see Deep Sea, the 3D IMAX movie at the Science Museum with Cara and Nao but they had changed the show times on us and we weren&apos;t able to see it. So we met up with Cam and made our way to Leicester Square after lunching at a &quot;Japanese&quot; restaurant. And also after I called in sick to work. I was feeling crap, the weather was not helping and I just couldn&apos;t see myself sitting at work, feeling the way I felt. I ended up getting some new shoes and then making my way home while the others stayed out shopping along Oxford Street. When I got home I went bed after having a cleansing shower. I woke up a few hours later when the kids came home. Feeling worse than ever. Cam&amp;nbsp; and Cara headed out to a house party in North London, Nao ended up partaking in a kitchen party and then I went to bed early. Slept a good 12 or so hours before dragging myself out to the pie shop for Sundays shift.&lt;br /&gt;Monday went with Cam and Nao down to Brighton for the day. It was a funny day weatherwise. It was kinda chilly and rainy but when the sun came out of the clouds it could be kinda warm. We walked along the beachfront, got cockles and fish and chips and browsed along the Brighton Pier, getting mini donuts and looking at the rides. I felt ok health wise. Getting out of London is good for that I think.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 May 2006 23:47:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Okay so I attempted to write a huge long update for Heathers visit, and I promise that that is still in the works. But I kept getting interrupted with phone calls. Gah stupid work it&apos;s like I work in a call centre or something. And what&apos;s not helping is that my throat is really sore and threatening to close up completely. Booooo&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home!! And not getting a car from my own stupid company cuz my own stupid company is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna note that Heathers visit was awesome. I had the best time I&apos;ve been able to have in London for a good long time. We did tons of stuff and I&apos;ll go all through it at a later date. We took an excursion up to Scotland even. EVEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh my brain is gonna shut down. Just wanna make a comment about some booking I took tonight. I was all struggling to find this guy&apos;s address cuz he was speaking funny and then just in the middle of everything he asks me where I&apos;m from. And then when I&apos;m finally finished with the booking he asks me if he can take me to dinner!!! It was crazy and I&apos;ve got to go now. Home time.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 23 May 2006 23:24:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>geez i&apos;ve gotta write an update...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2006 18:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Armitage Shanks</title>
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  <description>Well this weekend was a successful one for me emotional wise. I managed not to get sad and have a debilitating emo breakdown! Hurrah! &lt;br /&gt;Mon&apos;s brother arrived from Canada on Friday so we&apos;re all having fun playing host I think. I invited them to the pie shop on Friday to cash in on some free food. Then later on in the evening we all went out to Temple Walkabout. It was kinda fun, I usually don&apos;t really care for it at that place as the music is highly repeated and the guys all seem old and/or creepy. But I regulated my alcohol consupmtion, didn&apos;t let myself get smashed enough to let the sadness take over. There was also some dude that I noticed kept staring at me and while he wasn&apos;t exactly creepy I really didn&apos;t want anything to do with him- just nice to know that at least I am attractive to &lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was spent walking a whole heck of a lot all across London. Left our place in Earls Court, walked through Kensington Palace Gardens, through Hyde Park and Oxford Street and up to Camden Town. It took us the better park of 2 hours and by the time we reached Camden I had to turn around and tube it back home to get ready for work. Working on Saturday nights is a bit of a party killer, but that&apos;s okay.&amp;nbsp; I know I need the money and it wasn&apos;t entirely busy at work so it wasn&apos;t so bad. Just sucks when you know how nice weather it is outside and what fun high jinx your friends are getting up to while your stuck in an office.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I had to go to work at the pie shop. It was actually really busy. Damn tourist season. We managed to run out of all our pies, due to a late delivery as well. So we had a halt of like half an hour when we waited for more pies to be delivered and then for those to cook. And the customers just stand there, &lt;strong&gt;staring&lt;/strong&gt;, and it feels so awkward cuz there&apos;s nothing you can do.&lt;br /&gt;Monday Waz was nice enough to take me and Mon and Jon for a &quot;mystery car trip&quot;. We ended up going to Portsmouth, Porchester Castle and Petworth. Portsmouth was awesome cuz we were on the coast and they indulged me and we went into the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bluereefaquarium.co.uk/&quot;&gt;Blue Reef Aquarium&lt;/a&gt;. Road trips are just awesome for them being roadtrips, but I was really sleepy. At Porchester we visited &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.theheritagetrail.co.uk/castles/portchester%20castle.htm&quot;&gt;Porchester Castle&lt;/a&gt;, which was actually really cool. We had a free audio tour and the remains of the castle really reminded me of the monastary in Winnipeg.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday sees me sleeping in and then sitting here at work. Its actually really quite quiet right now. I&apos;m just counting down the hours until I get to go and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PICK UP HEATHER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 21:45:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the week subdues me</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m in a good mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was really stressfull last night. Everything seemed to be going wrong. Had some major screw-ups, but at least they weren&apos;t ALL my fault. Now work today is going fine so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a cheerful mood Monday actually. I worked at the pie shop, and have been working straight since last Tuesday so I&apos;m feeling a little run down. But it was Nao&apos;s second last night and she had some really good wine and then some Smirnoff Ice so I got that little buzz that comes from drinking just a taste. I seemed to be giggling a lot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one week my protege, one named Heather, will be coming to join me in foggy London town for two weeks. I&apos;m so looking forward to this visit as much as it is my sister coming (a bit of home that I seem to desparately need) but also for a nice holiday from working and mundane hostel life for me. Going to get a chance to do more sightseeing in London and also get up to Scotland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I&apos;m going to try my hardest to have a good time this weekend and not melt into the deep dark emo pool that keeps dragging me under. I&apos;m going to buy some alcohol that hopefully won&apos;t depress me as much as cheap wine seems to do. I get my first paycheque from the new job on Friday and also a paycheque from the pie shop (for like 20 hours, but that&apos;s arright) so that should keep me afloat for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, I need to realize that it&apos;s not all bad and I do have some things that I should be happy about and should try to control my emotions a lot better. Wow feeling so positive and reflective right now. yikes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Apr 2006 15:22:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hmm, so Aleah isn&apos;t very fun anymore. Not that she ever used to be a whole ton of fun, but at least she used to try and have a good time. I thought I would be fine last night. Thought I didn&apos;t have anything to be sad about. I&apos;m such a mess and I hate being like this. Everytime I go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll write more later. Just had to say that for now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 18:25:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quiet Easter Weekend</title>
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  <description>Ahhh it&apos;s so blissfully quiet at work here. I now work on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays at Matrix (taxi call centre) and Fridays and Sundays at Square Pie (pie shop). It being Saturday night before Easter Sunday, it&apos;s quite dead tonight at work. Doesn&apos;t bother me in the least. &lt;strong&gt;FREE INTERNET&lt;/strong&gt;!! Also, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets is on the TV!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter didn&apos;t really mean a lot to us at home, so it doesn&apos;t really bother me being away from home for this holiday. We used to do Easter Egg hunts, paint eggs and eat candy and chocolate but we were pretty much non religious at home so the holiday has no significance in that way for me. Mom wrote me email and said that she sent something for Easter though, so that&apos;s really nice. She also said she&apos;d give me a call tomorrow. I look forward to that, I usually have &lt;u&gt;TONS&lt;/u&gt; to say to them on the phone but not enough credit to hold my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to Paris with&amp;nbsp;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000cc&quot;&gt;Monica&lt;/font&gt; this weekend, but wasn&apos;t able to get the day off work here. Cam and Cara went though and hopefully they can all meet up. It&apos;s just as well, I need to save the money for Heather&apos;s visit. Planning on going to Scotland!! Also got tix to Hard-Fi!! It&apos;s going to be very spendy but &lt;em&gt;soooooooooo&lt;/em&gt; worth it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went with Tara and Nao to see the &lt;a href=&quot;http://213.130.61.106/webcode/hampton_home.asp&quot;&gt;Hampton Court Palace&lt;/a&gt;. There were tons of rooms to visit and they even had reenactments that we could watch. They even performed a dance and had members of the audience participate. I love being able to get out of the city (even though the palace is still only out in zone 6... we did take an overland to get to it... anyway). I enjoy living in London when I can do things like visit places and realise the vast and deep history of the place. That&apos;s always so fascinating. Today Tara and I went to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.vam.ac.uk/&quot;&gt;Victoria and Albert musuem&lt;/a&gt; before I had to run away to go to work. That place was really cool. It&apos;s very ecelectic and feels like it&apos;s a home for museum pieces that don&apos;t really have any official home. We toured through the cast work collections, some Asian collections, the glass works and some of the British display. Musuems are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I must find out what time it is that I have to work tomorrow. I anticipate it&apos;ll be a very slow night tonight and probably not tooooo much going on at home. But I&apos;ll see if the kids that&apos;re left in London are up to anything.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Apr 2006 14:18:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the end of training</title>
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  <description>Today is the last day of my training here at matrix. I&apos;ve been working on my own today and yesterday. Seems to be going well and is really not that hard, like my brain told me it wasn&apos;t hard, but my trainer seemed to make it out to be hard. But I can&apos;t post a big one now, gotta put stamps on stuff then have training for telephone techniques. Wheeeeeeee!</description>
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