Oh Sky, we used to be such good friends!

( AKA why I keep ranting about Sky on twitter! )

I'm not going to make a promise that I'm going to stop being so faily and update livejournal more often, but I have missed it lots recently, especially when it was down the other week.

Twitter is annoying me, just because I like to talk a lot, I like to make long rambling opinionated points, and most people on twitter don't want to read that, they just want funny, pithy, one liners. So! Livejournal!

I am, surprise surprise, in a gloomy old mood. Ever since the australians went home and my life stopped being filled with joy,and friends, and singing and Darren Criss it's all been a bit dull, and I've gone into hermit mode and stopped talking to people because I've got the sulks

I'm trying to be productive though. I've rejoined the gym, and am going lots, I'm going to Hevy fest on Saturday with Make Do and Mend which will be fun, I'm applying for jobs every day that are more in my desired field than waterstones, much as I enjoy it for a part time job, and I have a life plan (well, a 6 month plan) to put into action if I am still working at Waterstones come March ish time.

So let's talk about Harry Potter! Its been on my mind lots for various reasons, like end of an era, and avpm, and I just had one thing I wanted to say about why the films are often such a disappointment to me. This is one such thing I wanted to twitter the other day but decided nobody wanted to read 15 tweets in a row from me.

So, the good thing about the books is every single character is important. Or, well, not necessarily important but we still end up knowing so much about the smallest of characters, and the various connections between them, they're all really defined. You lose that in the films a lot. And I understand why, obviously you can't include random little things like that in films as easily as JKR can put in a throwaway sentence about a characters aunt, but considering my favourite parts of the books are all the non events, where the characters are just hanging around, it means the films just don't do it for me.

Umm I'm a nerd, I know.

This is a post that literally nobody but Fran and Cecile is going to enjoy reading, but I'm going to make it anyway, because it's that, or update about how miserable I am, and how last night I discovered reason number 91 million that dogs are way better than cats, namely I cried into my dogs fur for ten minutes and he didn't move, whereas if it had been a cat I would have lost an eye or something, so instead lets talk about Criminal Minds. This post may as well be known as "why Criminal Minds is better than every other tv show ever in the history of television".

Yes Christopher, I'm making a livejournal post about tv, just this once, I'm sorry. I hope you can forgive me.

Behind a cut just in case anyone is planning on starting to watch this show, and doesn't want to be spoiled, although I'll try my hardest not to say anything too important.

( I find I do some of my best work under intense terror )

So the past month for me has been fun times. And also crazy.

( So many words. )

I love lazy days off (well, only when I have days on, because when I'm constantly unemployed it gets a little tedious). Not that today has been completely lazy, I went for a somewhat failed attempt at a run earlier, and then I just took the dog for a game of "football" in order to tire him out. ( I'm certainly tired, I look a wreck... )

Alright, I know it's been an age since I updated but, in my defence, this is because nobody would have wanted to read anything I've had to say over the past, well, couple of months really. Up until a couple of weeks ago I've been ridiculously miserable, like, spending any of my day that I wasn't at work (and in fact, sometimes when I was alone in the staff-room) curled up on my bed (sitting on the staff-room sofa) sobbing into my hands, and so any updates I made during that time would have been suitable pathetic so as to fit my daily activities.


Now however! I am in a slightly better mood. This is firstly, if I'm being honest, a lot in part to going on tour with Chris the other week. In between all the insults, and the mocking, and the calling me mom, and the referencing the time I may or may not have touched his friend's penis (his words, not mine) he's actually very good at making me feel competent, and valid, and valuable, and rethink my outlook and goals, so yeah, firstly he cheered me up.

Then there is the fact that my ten days in Chicago got even more exciting and I booked my flights.

I fly out on the 6th April, I get back on the 16th.

During this time I am going to:
-See lots of people I miss including, but not limited to, Christopher, Dave, Jill, and another Chris who was one of my Warped bffs.
-Watch films and eat junk and gossip with Jill
-Play Call of Duty, hopefully, and have to relearn everything for the third time
-Get breakfast, lunch and dinner bought for me on my birthday by three different people, I plan to eat so much that I explode
-Also, go see my friends in Fireworks play a show an hour outside of Chicago in a place called Dekalb on my actual birthday, which I have already bullied Dave into driving me to. I say bullied, he agreed readily enough
-Eat at Kumas, get sweet potato fries from Clarks, get Weiner Circle food where the servers are, strangely, always really nice to me, and probably not get Hot Dougs, because Doug hates me and always closes when I'm in Chicago. He'll probably close in honour of my birthday. Chris will probably tell him to.
-Oh, and, see My Chemical Romance. I guess that might be fun.

I'm still holding out for other shows as well, but obviously Chem trumps all anyway, and I've never gone to a show on my birthday so I'm pretty stoked on that.

The third reason for my current good mood is, thanks to the aforementioned boys in Fireworks, I have another tour booked. The end of march/beginning of April I'm tm-ing Make Do and Mend who Fireworks are bringing over as support on that tour, so if anyone is planning on coming out to thos dates, stoked! I will see you then.

There are also Potential Future Plans which I'm not really talking about in case it doesn't work out, but even just the idea of it is making me happy, so that's something in itself.

Most importantly of all, tomorrow Elly is coming to stay with me for a week, we shall eat in a gluttonous fashion, wear onesies, take stupid pictures and inflict them on myspace, watch dvds, and go see Black Swan in the cinema which I am especially stoked about!

Anyway, so, there's a life update for you. Mostly I'm doing ok right now, which is better than a month ago so I can't complain.

I am so very happy that Don't Ask Don't Tell got repealed. I have said this on facebook and twitter already, but it doesn't make it less true. At the same time I'm sort of thinking about how it's about fucking time, and that I cannot believe America went this long before allowing openly gay people to serve in it's army, but there we go, better late than never.

Concerning Wikileaks.

I am so thrilled by the wikileaks situation, like, everytime something new gets realeased, everytime American politicians and people start shouting treason and assasination requests and everything it just makes me laugh even harder, because I think government transparency is important, and I love the way the internet is being used to really create freedom of speech, and freedom of the press.

Wikileaks is a good thing, I am so glad it exists.

However, you can be a supporter of Wikileaks, without completely disregarding, or disbelieving, or shame people that report rape. Here's the thing, yes, it is a little convenient, yes it would be very easy to be suspicious of the two women who claimed Julian Assange raped them, I'd love it if I could just completely dismiss these claims because it would make the wikileaks situation even more amazing, but you know what, Julian Assange is not wikileaks, he's just the member of the company taking all the blame, I can support wikileaks without completely ignoring the claims of women, without dismissing them, without insulting names. If and when this case goes to court, if it gets dropped, if the jury finds him innocent then I will take that as face value, but right now, it's ridiculously frustrated to see all the hateful comments being directed towards these two women. The fact is, I don't know if it's true, but even if it is that won't stop me thinking wikileaks is an amazing situation.

I hate that everyone is so concerned about Julian Assange being locked up in first an English prison, and now under house arrest in a mansion, but there are very few articles out there talking abou Bradley Manning and what's happening to him right now.

I keep having interviews for a variety of departments withing Universal Music. It's for 12 month, paid internships there, and the HR guy seems to like me a lot, he keeps sending me on interviews, I'm just waiting for one of the departments I interview with to like me enough to hire me.

Chris is back over here in January, I love booking tours with three weeks notice. However if you live anywhere near Glasgow, Manchester, Nottingham or London I would like to see you during this time. Dates will be posted later when I've got them booked.

I am bored of life, it's making me very miserable, and grumpy, and people are probably sick with hearing me talk.

Seeing as how I've missed the past 6 days, here are the days I've missed, this will probably be long, and thus boring, and I apologise in advance. There are however a ton of photos, which may make up for the wordyness, or may actually make it even worse...

( Days 13-18 )

It's 2:30 am, I woke up at 12:50 having had about an hour and a halfs sleep, and couldn't get back to sleep. First I tried reading, then I sent some email requests for entertaining tales which, alas, have not been replied to yet, and then I got terribly morose and had a bit of a cry, whilst cuddling the dog, because I miss America and the people there, and it was all very pathetic.

So I had a cup of tea, resisted tempation to eat the last two pieces of pizza leftover from earlier, and turned the telly on to find Almost Famous was playing. I do not own this film, sacriligeously because let's face it, every music fan my age is supposed to consider it the best thing ever, and I'm not going to pretend I don't love it, but in my current moping state it's making me miss tour even more.

Hahaha the line, "I am dark, and mysterious and pissed off!" would be more convincing if William's hair was less fluffy.

So anyway, yes, mope mope mope. Stupidly I let my little warped tour hook up mean too much to me, so I miss that kid, and it's hard going from being ridiculously busy, hanging out and doing the tour I've wanted to work since I was 17, to worrying about finding a job, getting enough money together to move out of Larkfield by the end of next summer, and also pine over missing people!

On the massive plus side, there are two australians sleeping in my brothers bedroom, tomorrow we're going to seea Shakespeare play at the Globe tomorrow, I'm going to see Salt on Monday with Elly, motion city soundtrack on Thursday, stay with Rach for Reading weekend, going to Cardiff on Monday, many tv shows will be watched, and Wicked and Peter Doherty are going to feature heavily in my future.

The way William watches Penny vomit in the bath is a little bit too intense, he's a creepy kid, bless his heart.

It's break time in the film, which translates to another cup of tea time. Getting up to make said tea was easier said than done, because I did sit-ups for the first time in two months this morning and fuck, my stomach muscles hate me now. However I'm getting up early (in three hours, hah) to go for a run and do some more sit-ups so it's just going to have to deal.

Anyway, tea is made, pizza was successfully avoided for a second time, so now I'm going to watch the rest of this film, and step away from livejournal before this entry becomes even more of a shambling, rambling mess!