Did you have yourself a merry little xmas?

Mes Amis

Did you hang your stocking on the wall?... Its been and gone and what fun it all was... Actually it was nice to be back home for a few days, drinking Czech beer and good wine and being stuffed by duck (No turkey this year - its a bloody tasteless bird, anyway!). It was an almost white xmas, too... got lots of frost but no snow.

Does he ride a red-nosed reindeer?... Poor wee girl at work came in with a red, red nose on boxing day. I had to laugh at first but she was clearly ill so home she went. I got someone else in to cover, but how do they expect us to survive with only TWO people on on boxing day when the stores like Next and so on had to ration the numbers of people they were letting in... sheesh...

Stuffing... So much for the diet, anyway... actually I have lost weight so that's good... and people didn't give me *too* much chocolate this year... But anyway, I got home last night from my folks and found the cupboards were bare... getting hungry I ordered a Domino's Double Decadence pizza, figuring I love pizza and I need the cheese... what the hell is up with that? Its like a shitty biscuit and some cheap cream between the layers. Absolutely foul. And I love pizza in all its glory... I won't be going back to Dominos again...

Anyway, I suppose that's all the crimbo news for now... take care, mes amis and

Au revoir

Customer Care

Mes Amis

Keep on... Well, someone's gotta keep this thing rolling regularly (and that's alliteration, folks, at least allegedly alliteration)...

A retailer is for life... Be kind to shop assistants this Christmas... that's my wisdom of the day. We're overworked, underpaid and when we say we don't know something it really means that - because management don't tell us everything we need to know. Sad truth, folks, but truth it is. We're people just like you, not emotional punching bags. And trust me, shopping may seem stressful but its nothing compared to selling. Nothing matches the stress of three people at once telling you its shocking you don't have their obscure gift idea in stock even though you had three of them on the shelves six months ago...

Destination... Book of the month - Destination Morgue by James Ellroy. Disturbing, violent, mean as all hell and a draining experience... Ellroy at his goddamn best with a mix of essays and memoirs culminating in three novellas... Not for the faint at heart but brilliant all the same...

4400... So the big revelation at the end of Sky One's alien abduction drama was pretty standard stuff... no spoilers but I've been loving this show and now the pay off's been, well, I'm just dissapointed... It was like they had fifteen minutes to go and hired a monkey to write the climax.. Bah...

Merry Christmas when it arrives... I'm going home to my parents and I'm going to relax and try to get the Christmas tunes and sound of Credit Card machines out of my head... Did I mention that retailing at Christmas is far more stressful than any shopping trip could ever be?

Till next time
Au Revoir

Hell in a Handbasket

Mes Amis

Children scream, are you listening... I hate working retail on Christmas... I really do. Little kids dragged around by their mothers, clearly bored and tired, screaming, shouting, ripping product, and allowing their children to do just the same thing... bleh... Did I mention I hate working retail at Christmas?

GRE... PIB... Where PIB means Pain in Butt and GRE means a test that New York didn't tell me I'd have to sit in October if I wanted to get into their PhD program next year... Goddamn, am I angry... so where to now for this would be philosopher? Probably same palce as Neitzsche - the loony bin and a syphillitic end (providing I can catch the disease...)

Deadwood... Did anyone catch this ace show featuring Lovejoy swearing and calling people foul names? The best bloody TV show on the box and screw those idiots who cried out that it was too violent/sexual/badmouthed... Such a shame the first season is at an end and such a shame I RECORDED THE WRONG BLOODY CHANNEL!!! Damn cable and its one channel at a time nonsese... but I ain't upgrading the Sky+... I'm no chump led by advertising... (And I'm also poor)...

Anyway, mes amis, that's all...

Till next time

Au Revoir

Here, there and everywhere

Mes Amis

The power of lunch So my mother came up to the flat the other day and said she thought my sillhouette was the ghost of Alfred Hitchcock... so what's my response? Atkins, I hear you say... Go to hell I reply! But I am cutting back... I have re-evaluated the lunchtime snacks at work and realise I may be eating too much KFC (I loooove my chicken) and possibly the chilli baked potatoes I alternate are adding a few pounds too...

Pushme-Pullme So what's the plan? Exercise... for a whole week I have been doing pull-ups and push-ups at seven in the morning after my alarm goes... And I've cut back on beer... how long will it last? Stay tuned and if I can keep up with the blogging thing I'll tell ya.

The Marvel Power-Shower Yeah, I have a working shower... for two years I had a coffin with a shower-head held on by a bit of string... Apparently it could have electrocuted me but I'm fearless, dammit, fearless! Anyway its nice to be clean with a new shower...

So what else is new? I dunno... I'm new to the blogging lark... Isn't this enough? Do you want more? More? What does it take to satisfy you people? Ahem...

Oh, visit crimescenescotland.com if you're a random visitor here... its my site and I love it...

Au-revoir

Russel

MESATWAT!

I came into uni 2 hours early today. Hence the new blog set up.
The place is full of Civil engineers and they all smell. All of them. yuk
And they are all yahs. they laugh like this: heeeeggggheeehhhheeeegggggg.
I think they are pulled aside and taught how to do it in 1st year.
got a class in 30 minutes- last one! hooray!

Also going to (a red head just walked in-girl...)
Sorry, also got the pantomine tonight, not the joys of the krankies this year I'm saddened to report but instead Gerrad Kelly and the fat bitch one... erm.... you KNOW who I mean. Scottish bird. ehhh.....Elaine.C.Smith. She shoved me off a pavement about 3 months ago you know.
Thats what happens in Glasgow, it's a Harsh Place.
So its a screaming puking night with the brownies in store for me. Hopefully not puking too much- haribo star mix barf and then vimto. You think maybe the sweets and drinks manufacturers are in league with the stain removal people, like: "VIMTO, sponsored by Daz"
Nasty. Real nasty.

To late to eat! Dammit, time has taken wings and flew like a toaster into the cloudless sky of margarine. (my metaphors suck)
I'll have to sit in class in agony now, unable to concentrate for the pain. (melodrama, ace!)

So here is the first post of our blog, cheers *clink*