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Saturday, January 17th, 2009
2:35 pm	Hong Kong has Livejournal...   And fish and chips too. Win!    So you may or not know (as this things been blocked on the mainland). Things went tits up and plans were drastically changed in the last 2 weeks when the school I was working for changed management and the new powers that be said 'foreigners fuck off your too expensive' Now, whilst work here is plentiful, the burecratic hassle involved in changing jobs, added to 2 months homeless with more luggage than i ever want to see again...and I'd had to cancell that holiday in Xinjiang anyway. I've decided to bugger back to blighty.   Am most pissed off about having to cancell that holiday in Xinjiang. Oh, and also that i was naturally only told this after term had finished, being didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to the students.     The journey home is taking me through places increasingly polished and glitzy. And less vibrant. Am kindoff missing Yulin already. Though Hong Kong does have good eye candy, it must be said. But realistically, was I ever going to spend more than a year amidst that desolation. The future simply was not there. So best get it rolling sooner rather than later. Though after barely seeing proper clouds since August, I'm decidedly unexcited about the endless grey sky awaiting...     I think am going to be living Bristol way on returning.  Also has booked a cheapy holiday in Istanbul in April tide if anyone fancies joining me. Vixen_of _light...am looking at you. Oh and most likely visiting Cardiff  on the weekend of the 31st so perchance see a chunk of you there Current Mood: chipper Current Music: depeche mode (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, December 11th, 2008
5:44 pm	Grumps    There seems to be some kind of goings-on at the office directly opposite my apartment, possibly exam results being picked up or whatnot given the large swarthes of students hanging thereabouts. I can't say I much appreciate the ungodly rackett which always occurs whenever 3 or more teenagers are gathered, getting enough of that at work afterall. They presently seem to be having some kind of deranged basketball match with my door being counted among the posts. Most vexing but unfortunately I lack the linguistic ability to confront them and my Mandarin books are silent on equivilents of 'SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE I HACK YOUR LIMBS OFF WITH A RUSTY CHAINSAW'. So deal i must....      (Actually I might get a local friend to write a more polite variation of words-to-that-effect in characters and pin it on my door. That'll learn the blighters)   And also they STILL gawp like an alien has landed and burst into hysterical giggling whenever I walk pass despite the fact I've been living and working here for over 3 months. You'd think they'd had got used to the weird Nordic troll woman stomping about campus by now.    In other news insomania a fucking go go. Three nights of meagre sleep makes for a grumpy Ci >:( Needless to say, I'm not exactly in the right job for such a condition. My insanely hard bed doesn't exactly help matters. But I think I'm mostly fearing the flood of memory that comes tumbling into my brain the minute my eyes are closed. And the reminder it brings of the sheer weight of space and air, of distance and remoteness. When all ones dreams seem unreachable, best stay awake eh?   Current Mood: grumpy Current Music: korn issues (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 23rd, 2008
8:05 pm	SNOW!!!   Yup, it's that fluffy white time of year already. I'm not quite in the evocative mindset where I'd be able to describe with any justice the Northern Shaanxi countryside in the snow. The sense of both serenity and desolation from the frozen grasslands...Another time maybe.    Though using an outdoor rustic squat toilet at -3 c isn't the comfyest of experiences I'll warrant you. Let your ass drop one inch and it's all covered in snow. Though I'll be honest its far from the worst toilet related experience I've had so far in this country. Perhaps my next post shall be dedicated to that very subject.     So, last night. My date. An evening of unparalelled sophiscation, delicacy and delight! I managed to get out of the KFC thang by eating before hand (not that I'd have minded too much. I'm human and Western and get me buckett of chicken with mayo cravings like the best of them). So he took me to an internet cafe to play lots of shooting people type games. My inner 12 year old felt truly embraced! Yeah I had fun and all. But there was no chemistry there, and hence no action. Mostly because he just looked too bloody young. Told me he was twenty, which I believed but still couldn't fancy him, and besides what if he was lying....and we were to run into his mother...or the police...and it would be $5,000 fine and five years in a Gansu labour camp for me. IThe whole 'youthful' looks a bit of a catch 22 round these parts mind. Although it's not quite Sicily, you pass a fair amount of hotties on the streets as you would anywhere though they do tend to be about 5 years older than you would guess them as on average. Not that big a problem in and of itself...after all, I tend to go for guys around 5-12 years my senior even back in Uk. Only here it is, as they also marry young entailing the most attractive generally come with a wife and child attatched. And no, I am not training my eyes to respond better to the  youthful look because it would result in me fancying my students; just seventy shades of wrongness.     Had some tripe in my soup for lunch again today. You know the stuffs actually pretty tastey. Couldn't eat a bucketful of it, but as an ingrediantit's just dandy. I enjoy the texture. Though s[peaking of buckets I wouldn't be suprised if the local scary faux Western resturant (BEWARE BEWARE BEWARE) started breadcrumbing tripe and selling it in KFC-style buckets. With pictures of clowns                  Current Mood: calm (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, November 20th, 2008
2:57 pm	Woooootttyyy hoooot.    IT'S OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!    So happy...livejournal I have missed thee!!! Also glad to see that no one has culled me from their friends list in my absence. Sorry guys, twas Firewalled. But feels good to be back on here. Sounds sad to get so excited about internet life I know, and I don't think this would be such a big deal if I was in a situation where I could remember the last truly intense, deep and complex conversation I had. So yeah, it is a big deal to me now.  Toodle-pip. Update later when I'm more coherant. Current Mood: chipper Current Music: santana-nothing at all (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 17th, 2008
11:20 am	So. The plan was to head Cardiff  this weekend. Booked cheap advanced ticketts and everything....New I should have been excited but instead felt bizairely nervous about venturing thereforth.     Then I awoke Saturday  and realised that the two angry, spiky headed baby dinasours who've not paid me a visit since early 2006 had hatched in the back of my throat. And were going about robustly headbutting me in their usual merry way. Spectacularilly bad timing, it must be said...especially seeing it's the middle of summer, I've barely had contact with anyone besides Ma and Pa and done no real partying which could be considered hard on the body. I can't help thinking that I could not have been supposed to go back this weekend. It's just to soon.       May instead be heading London Friday if can get cheap megbus journey :)           Current Mood: sick Current Music: the cure disintergration (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, July 20th, 2008
2:13 pm	So that was my last night in yea old Church of Rock. Where the river meets the sea and the Circle of the Lustful gather. One of the, if not the most defining places of my time here in Wales. I made my usual requests 'one of your finest £2 cocktails' at the bar and trotted along to the dancefloor which I remained firmly rooted in for the remainder of the night. Tunage was excellent and varied. However, some perverse nostalgia left me with a desire to here the well-worn playlists of that Timeless old gnome who was not of woman born, but rather hatched, from the bowls beneath the Earth where this once Christian temple was erected. And when dawn comes will scuttle up the steeple to take his rightful place amoung the gargoyles...  I think my laptop being rubbish and having no sound (so I can't just listen to whatever tune I want online on demand) has made me appreciate music more.  I got hit on a few times, by gentlemen of varied aesthetic calibre which was odd because it seldom happens to me at Bogiez. Think I'm too much of a familier face there, people think if there gonna shag me they would have by now. Maybe it was the lure of me last night. Didn't pull though. In all honesty was feeling a bit emo regarding my current love-life situation and what could have been if someone who said they'd be there was.  And I yiffed Rich's hat, lots.  Ventured home on the dot of three. Got a taxi back through central station. Broke into a chorus of 'Memory' outside my flat and wished I'd instead stayed and patronised Netties after hour shop. Bid farewell to that teeth-sucking toilet that leads to Narnia.  Went straight to bed. Pulled the duvee tight around my eyes, enclosed within the tenderness of night. Dreading hour when the cruel daylight breaking through embroderes into its fabic a lurid tapestry of nightmares. Visions which will burn right through clenched eyelids. Those worms lurking in the depths of the Taff estuary, whose gills emit fumes which lend the river its blackness, they are squirming in your gut right now.  Put on a selection of good emo hangover/comedown tunes. Good old NIN for that ultimate unrequited love anthem You make this all go away, you make this all go way....God last time I felt like this was over Steve when I was 19 and what a waste of emotion that was! Back to what almost seems another era in the same location. But instead centred around the Welsh Cub. May actually attend that place Tuesday. Just for old times sake. But old time is still this time of which I speak The time now is drawing to a close. My best friend has left for Japan on Friday. Had a splendid goodbye drinkie meal with another.... This time marked by barely a night not spent dreaming of her. The years defined by her absence. An era that began with death.   And now its such a lovely day to have to always feel this way...                                 Current Mood: sad Current Music: portishead (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, July 14th, 2008
9:45 pm	Brains to drippy to provide you with content. So heres that book meme which does the rounds   The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed." 1) Look at the list and bold those you have read. 2) Italicize those you intend to read. 3) Underline the books you LOVE. 4) Strike out the books you have no intention of ever reading, or were forced to read at school and hated. ( Read more... )     Current Mood: tired Current Music: enigma (Comment on this)
Friday, June 13th, 2008
1:27 pm	Hello friendslist!    Does anyone going to Daves party Saturday fancy being a poppet and doing Ciara a big favour and bringing along an extra bottle for which she will pay you at the party, or before if possible. Just as I'm working untill  past 11pm in a place with a rather strident search procedure and hope to go straight to party-dom, by which point the booze-sellers be all shut. Drop me a text/reply here if do-able x (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, May 9th, 2008
1:30 pm	Weeee....         I has temp  job with Welsh assembely starting Monday. Hours are poo but pay most certainly  isn't and its a good company to be working for and wotnot after the horror of corporate call centres.    In other news visa-related bureacratic stress nightmare a-go-go oh the joys of relocating to a country where nobody actually seems to know what the law is. All shall be well so long as i don't drown in the paperwork...too deep.    In other news yay Sunshine and how lovely was my bank Holiday at Triban Spring gathering. A semi-pagan semi-raver Spring festival hosted in what seemed to be an enormous outdoor art gallery. Full of memoriable moments. like the sorrowful whimpering of a three legged dog after his courtship was rejected by his doggy chum, Sancrimonious environmentalist lectures/games  from everyones favourite ex-grimsoc boss turned Tribal Cheiftan. Then in those hazy hungover moments of Monday morning when the quiet sadness of knowing that soon it's time to return to real-life had just set in; thats when one of our company picked up his guitar, strumming it gently, and in a voice as soft as the Maytime breeze began to sing:    A day once dawned And it was beautiful A day once dawned from the ground Then the night she fell And the air was beautiful The night she fell all around So look see the days The endless coloured ways And go play the game that you learnt From the morning And now we rise And we are everywhere And now we rise from the ground And see she flies And she is everywhere See she flies all around So look see the sights The endless summer nights And go play the game that you learnt From the morning      And to think that only a week or so again I was concerned that I'd never see beauty again. Lovely to be proved wrong.                Current Mood: peaceful (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 16th, 2008
6:28 pm	Haha i just had a dream-mimiking-livejournal last night. You know my lst post couple of days back where i spaffed bucketts over beards?  I dreamt i put it on myspace as a blog and was friend by the entire membership of those entiring the International Beard Championships. Odd, i don't even have myspace any more.    In other (exceedingly good) news I looked up my holiday entitlement at work today. Looks like i have 60 hours left to take between now and 31st of March. Works out somewhere between 7-10 days methinks. In other news FUCK YEAH I'm finally in for some actual  WEEEEEEEEEEKENDS!!!!!!         As probably the biggest poo-fall in my job is being contracted to work a full day every.fucking. Saturday. Theoretically it doesn't sound so bad, you can schedule a social life around it, just be thankful not bar-work hours yadda yadda. Practically, however, it sucks. Equals a) no proper fun Fridays (i'll usually attend if somethings on but always having to check watch/alcahol in take does kinda dampen things) b) no fun excusions or weekends else where c) half the time even on Sat nights i don't have the energy to party as hard as i'd otherwise like.   But yeah, i'll stop moaning and start beaming. And think about all the good things i can do.       On which note, a trip to Torture Garden was discussed before Christmass. Would anyone still be up for that. I for one think it would make a fine excursion Current Mood: optimistic Current Music: dulce pontes-canco du mer (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, December 3rd, 2007
6:33 pm	Why does it have to be....    That my most vivid memory of the weekend was being groped in the Point toilets by a Santa-costumed valleys granny.        But all things considered jolly good show were these last few days! . Current Mood: groggy Current Music: within temptation (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 20th, 2007
9:54 pm	Yes yes.... Quiet and all that. Afraid this is going to be another. So...the weekend then? Type thingi. I will try and post something with content soon though. Once i have found more comfortable place to update then on a cold tiled floor in the porch; between bikes and irate passers by (our signal not being the most realiable and all that...)           Amoung other things there is a film on at Chapter over the next few days called 'Lunacy'   and is apparently A dark, semi-comic fable of a timid youth befriended by a deranged Marquis who takes him first to a chauteux where blasphemous orgies are common, then to an asylum seemingly run by the inmates' which i believe to be Czech, and sounds like a jolly jape indeed. If anyone fancies it Fri/Sun/perchance even Sat evening then gimme replies and texts.              I apparently will have a new housemate named Ed on Saturday. Was only informed of this today mind, so can't really elaborate on the situation.              Oh, and did i tell yea i got a new job. Another fucking call centre. But at least theres no sales. A new dawn, a new style of being shouted at and all that. Theres even free internets at luncheon. But the air conditioning causes mucas making to go into overdrive, turning my nose into a perturbingly leaky vessal and my eyes inflate like big red baboons.       Last weekend was rather lovely mind you. As was the last one in August. And the last one in July. Blimey...it really has been that long. And this  has suprisingly turned into an entry with content. Which means I'm likely to catch piles off this floor and must therefor skip far far away. ... Current Mood: blank Current Music: beautiful south (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 8th, 2007
8:12 pm	On the wonders of the weekend....   Which were many and varied indeedy!        * Friday eve and Saturday day-tide were spent wallowing in the glorious depths of unproductivity and indolance. The former which was fucking ace in its snooziness, the later spotted with a touch of emo. But nonetoworry as....  *Spirits rose as intoxicating substances were consumed and Bogies attended. Was a highly enjoyable evening. No outstanding randomity, mentaldom or lewdness to report. Just good fun, friends and music enjoyed in a hearty, traditional manner. Though if danbastardly's version of events is to be believed, my mind may only be allowing me to recall the 'PG censored' version.... *Sunday didn't get off to the best of starts. No, thats a lie, as I was awoken by an invite to go behave like a pirate on a pedalo in the park. Which is always a good thing. But then events took a dip around noon-tide when i popped home to get changed and was assulted outside my house by some random sleazepit. This made me mightily miffed as verily, I am Walk of Shame Queen and nooo-body interupts the Queens parade without being beseeched by peril most perilous. Or something. I then feared the rest of the day was going to be spent faffing around police stations with the emo-aids. But, neigh, all efficient which lead to a day of fun-i-gans such as i have not experienced for many moons.        Including: - Roath park, 'March of the Valkyres' on sterio, boats in a pond, 'arrrrghing' and generally pillaging and plundering rival ships. Many bemused passers by. Sunshine and ice-cream and the new NIN tunage. Dancing like you really shouldn't  be allowed to in daylight.... - The ocean. Swimming where the sun forsok in unsubstantial cotton underwear that the waves near stole in the process. Warm skin, cold blood, elated spirit. - Back to Cardiff for the much anticipated Blowout festival. Despite all disapointment at the absence of Breakdancing dwarves, a most lovesome time was had.  I don't remember much. But most of all i do remember the colours.         Then down a snail-spangeled route through the waterfront to a warm setteee for talking scribble and chuckling plentifully.       Ace. Just ace    Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: portishead (Comment on this)
Thursday, March 29th, 2007
9:39 am	Not much access to yea olde internet during the days right now. Which is a shame as i like lj best when its interactive. So just a quick woo to Hampshireans. Whose about Easter weekend? Already schedueled are such terrors as a clothes shopping trip with the mother figure, i'd also like to fit in some kind of extra-philial activites.     And then comes the more Cardiff based concern of 'finding somewhere to live for next year'. But if all goes according to plan next year will only be a couple of months- July and August, which is a pretty hard time scheme to accomadate for. Though with the chances of everything going according to plan looking increasingly unlikely, i may need Cardiff accomadation afterall. Or just randomly re-locate to whatever British city takes my fancy. We shall see....    In other news, avarice is the root of all evil. Really. Its the fucking least of my vices, yet it has the power to make me more miserable than all the other 6 deadlies put together. All occassional self-destructiveness aside, gluttony and lust and sloth are used to enchance and celebrate my life. Avarice merely inspires me to throw it away. Current Mood: discontent (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, March 16th, 2007
12:00 pm	Soo very, exuberantly, frighteningly happy to finally go out and have a bit of human contact this weekend. After a forknight, nay  make that a month* of time spent home alone stewing and brewing and wallowing and pondering and catching em....No, emoaids would require some intensity of emotion. Apathoaids is a far more fitting description. Whats more i have a job at Swalic starting Monday, so i finally rest safe in the knowlege i may fund excesses without falling into a black pit of bankitry woe. And a general end to the 'bumhead blues' i've recently contracted. Which lies behind my absence from updating. I've been on LJ, jst whenever i've reached over to update...it goes a bit wrong and emo.       This video gives some indication of my mood at present. And makes me go gooey squee http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H1mdtWU3OBM&mode=related&search=       Current Mood: excited Current Music: peaches (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, February 26th, 2007
9:55 am	I now deliver leaflets Yay for excuses for journey filled days to the hills and the valleys. Even if the pays shit  (no basic wage....) i suppose its worth getting to pootle around Lisvane and Thornhill, Coity and discovering Brigend castle. And i daresay the exercise will do me much goodness.       In other news; absolutely bugger all. Cept our internets been very badly behaved of late and its making me mightilly miffed! Oh and there was toffee cake in the sales, what splendor Current Mood: irate Current Music: pentangle-hunting song (Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 14th, 2007
2:36 pm	I do enjoy a nice strong curry when at the tale end of a cold. A nasal enema if you will, with added win in that its tasty, which im not sure enemas of the bowel regions are. Though you never know, don't celebrity types do them with coffee these days?      In other news, i'll be spending the eve of St Valentines how i've always wanted to. Just as couples across the kingdom sit down for a nice romantic meal then ding-a-ling, i shall be on the phone, asking all manner of annoying questions about housing associations and the countryside code. Grinch style. And not even by choice, but circumstance. Though i can't say im displeased! :)     Really not much else to say....Weekend did rock mind you (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, February 2nd, 2007
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Saturday, January 20th, 2007
7:06 pm	I almost forgot what night it is.... Into her dream he melted, as the rose Blendeth its odour with the violet,-- Solution sweet: meantime the frost-wind blows Like Love's alarum pattering the sharp sleet Against the window-panes; St. Agnes' moon hath set. Well, you never know what i may be shown tonight. Or what Porphryro may emerge....???? (Comment on this)
Friday, January 19th, 2007
12:04 pm	Tonight....   It would seem as i have left another Friday with buggery all too do from 9 onwards.         Anything going on?  (probas best give me a text rather than here after about 3 when i leave house)    Also sat....bogies!...inquo!...no bogies!...no inquo!....arggh funds will not allow both???? Persuasion goodness anyones?         Current Mood: discontent Current Music: wimme-gieran (2 Comments |Comment on this)