| Action woman (sort of...) ;-) |
[Jul. 7th, 2009|06:09 pm] |
Sore hands! But a boat roof slowly creeping towards a full-coat-completion. :-)
Although it is doubtful it is advisable to sit in blazing sun, chipping away old paint, when nursing a hang-over(Fateceira & Jackdiablo totally blameable with their pre-night-pre-drink-insistance!) ~ but there is something pleasing working on my boat, so worn as I am it's been a weekend of great satisfaction. :-D
Inferno was great on Friday, equally so dinner at Jen's on Saturday (thanks for great conversation!) and once back at mooring, the impromptu midnight boat-stern party, sipping whiskey, discussing music-scenes and gazing out at the still, dark water of the basin with my fellow boaters ~ all of us very much enjoying the cooling night. Between which I've also managed to start and finish the reading of 'Coraline'. I know, not a particularly weighty piece of literature, but the little I manage to open and close books at all, it was still an accomplishment. All in all, after a spring of initiating but not managing to conclude things, the world has turned to allow me to start finishings - a most gratifying sensation!
And should anyone have the occasional pang of envy at my acquirement of a boat ~ well, you can relish not to have to 1/ chip paint 2/ think you are done & can sand 3/ start to sand 4/ note more signs of rust: put sander away & start chipping again 5/ finally sand 6/ then brush and wash all off, in order to (and this really well after dusk) 7/ rust proof. Marvellous how after a whole weekend of work, I still haven't picked up a paint brush!
Goth points lost are also immense: with the exception of black cropped jeans, the rest of me was striped red bikini and hair swept up in an equally colourful scarf. And more than one smear of red dust across my face. I *shudder* at the thought of having been seen…(yes, Erming: a tan.. a tan! ) ;-P
Lastly: Happy Birthday once more Nasrat! Plus, Techbint: yes, for King’s Place again ~ must so try the Mojito named 'Battlebridge' (Basin)! |
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| In the Swing of Organising ~ items up for grabs! And memento of Recent cakes. |
[Jul. 1st, 2009|09:33 pm] |
I am finally achieving a state of growing order on my boat ~ mainly thanks to a curios cabinet I found on ebay
( pics ) There was a pale moment in which I thought I’d measured wrong and it wouldn’t slide in where I wanted it, but thankfully it did! Judging by the velvet-covered shelves’ peculiar titles, I suspect it once belonged in a church ~ the one titled ‘sacred’ I have naturally obligingly stored all my most hallowed belongings on... ;-P But this is not my reason for posting: Being in the swing of organising/getting things into place, another pile has been compiled of items up for grabs/friendly trade. These are all great items, but things I’ve never got around to use ~ and probably never will!
FIRST: 2 sets of steampunk style buttons (10 each). Got a whole plastic tube full a decade back in Sthlm. One set is reserved for Vampyresheep for a first yay/nay vote, but there’s still another ten if someone wishes to also trade for a glass of red wine (small will be fine!). :-)
SECOND: This I am uncertain how to describe. Bracelets? I got two sets; one smaller, one bigger. I use the smaller set for my 20’s outfits. The bigger one could still work around the wrist for someone else (adjustable velcro fastening), but is possibly designed to be worn around the upper arm ~ perhaps for belly dancing? Again: a nice drink as swapping pay will put a smile on my face! Edit: sorry, Stefi just claimed this! ;-)
 
THIRD: & totally Free (doubtful anyone wants this, but I am loath to throw things away): a black/blue travel toiletry bag. Completely fresh and never used. Nifty thing for essentials/small packs only. ***
~ And whilst uploading pics: the Invocation b'day cake (as promised to Bat) ~ and also a pic of Tanz’s cake (if Faith & Luzia wants a memento too). Last cakes for the year so I hope you relished my hard work! :-)
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| Weekend Passed ~ Review of 'Revenge' club (as promised to Erming & Chimera_s) |
[Jun. 28th, 2009|06:16 pm] |
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For those who wanted me to let them know what 'REVENGE' was like ~ well: appalling....
No, on consideration, rewind that. A lot of good intent. A massive venue and good dj's *were* unquestionaly delivered - and this admittedly is generally all it takes to create a decent club. But that was before I stepped into The Rocket Complex and got to marvel at how 'design' can totally annul a technically sound venue. Everything was completely wrong...from the flat blue walls to the dull white pillars, against which a flimsy disco ball and two equally cool-coloured spot lights were just not going to make any difference. And the other rooms were no improvement. Even students at this uni (who generally with fervour embrace any dire hole with freshman gusto) must avoid this place like the plague or attend it at the risk of losing the will to live! I appreciate for organisers any venue appears like gold-dust, but this place will keep any club at a hobbling level no matter the brilliancy of the djs brought in ~ and with an entry set at £10, the premier night only harbouring forty or so people, I seriously doubt it will even manage that. I am genuinely sorry, but with the best of intentions in all my reviews to see the good and the bad of every club, this one just won't make it. I had a great night as I had nice chinwags with Bat & the good company of Fateciera, Jackdiablo & my umbrella (I felt very Totoro!) - and we were all nicely fuelled on tequila - but none of us, hands on heart, will ever return. And this, really, no matter which club decides to open at this place!
We only wished we could justify a taxi-return to Vagabonds, where I'd left Erming, Stevek, Rosenkavalier, Vampyresheep, Rob, Goth_hangover, Darckense, Flavius_m, & Chimera_s. Lucky me, I'd at least decided to do both clubs! & had great company in both! And once more: Happy birthday, Yusuf! ;-D
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| This Saturday ~ Invocation! :-) |
[Jun. 18th, 2009|02:39 pm] |
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The various tests on my heart are drawing to an end & so far there’s only a d-vitamin deficiency detected with no indication of anything serious. This is good news ~ but the palpitations remain & my gp still wants to see me.
So due to this I am now clubbing on an even pace (once per week) rather than the slightly madcap one of anything between none to four times per week! I have to create a steadiness in my life – this also to work out what I wish to do in the next months, & even years ahead: greater life changes needed.
But that said, I am throwing in One Last Extravaganza from my part by making a cake for Invocation’s Birthday this coming Saturday. Tanz has had a fair few from me in the past, so not only is it Invocation’s turn but also a thanks to Dave_exile for the massive assistance he gave on my birthday. Note: I am making it vegan, but not gluten free ~ so if anyone who is coming is gluten intolerant, let me know and I’ll make it gluten free too. I want everyone to enjoy it! :-) See you All (well, majority of you if nothing else!) Saturday!
(*ah... was there a lawn outside, I’d even be tempted to bring my croquet sets!) ;-)
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| Madness (the unplanned kind!) :-D |
[Jun. 14th, 2009|09:10 pm] |
Fab night @ Reptile! ~ & not quite what Jen & I expected, as the plan had been to only have a glass or two, dance a bit and then head home (still taking it easy with my heart, the notion was to ease myself back into partying).
But that was before realising how many good friends were out... including a couple I haven't seen for over five months and who topped all previous generosity by placing more cosmopolitans in front of me than I've ever drunk in the entirety of my life ( I attempted to buy drinks back, but I was given a huge spiel which amounted to me not having the required body parts or excessive hair on my chest to uphold that role) (...although, with persistence, I managed to at least shove a couple of sambucas their way). This debauchery worsened as their heavy tipping to the bartender somehow had the cosmopolitans aquire a pinker and pinker hue, indicating the portions of vodka had somehow increased ( no, this is not the same 'cosmopolitan' I had at my picnic...which we also argued about ) & someone else got me a glass of red wine.... GREAT chats with lots of people; a good dance floor too ~ night was not heaving but very upbeat in atmosphere! Bouncer girl recalled me from last time (when I worked at the door) & we had a cheery chat in the ladies where she begged me to please create some kind of stir to alleviate the boredom: I would naturally have obliged had not my condition seen me most likely trip over my own feet before managing to accost any sort of fictional enemy.
Unsurprisingly I must confess memories are very hazy towards the end, so I suspect there was at least a couple of people I failed to say proper 'good byes' to (my apologies!) as all I recollect is discussing pickled internals outside & several, singularily ungentlemanly gentlemen (who've now all officially lost their titles) mercilessly taking the mickey out of me, clearly taking advantage of my weakened ability to muster up some finely honed return-artillery (curs!)
When I finally got back to the mooring I was met by the kittens at the gate; one of them haplessly drenched from an 'accident'... The owners are away for the weekend & they looked so forlorn & orphaned I didn't have the heart to be stern and let them onto my boat where they curled up together on the chaise longue. Thankfully they'd exited through the cat-flap by the time I woke up: the mites seem to have gotten now all other boaters are merely additional/stand in 'parents'. Not sure how they've understood the delicate difference between visiting & staying, but it's a relief they have!
~ On a less cheery note, I got a passing whiff another (clubbing) friend's girlfriend has gotten put out about me....That makes three females I am now concerned about & not quite know how to handle. One the bungling boyfriend hasn't introduced me, but I think if I perhaps take the lead & introduce myself her wariness will dispell. But the other two are trickier: first girl I have been introduced to, but she's given such decided 'off'-signals that I have shyed away from trying more, but, of course, as I keep speaking to her boyfriend she gets even more 'off', which makes situation increasingly difficult to deal with. The second one is perversely worse as that lady is exceedingly friendly... but with a decidedly cold and biting element between the lines ~ giving me the impression she does not like my friendly terms with her man the slightest and probably refer to me as the (insert optional 'b' or 'c' -word) underbreath to her friends. This majorly awkward because I have absolutely nothing against her, but her man is a very friendly character so I can't really tell him to piss off. I tried to be really friendly to her last night to make her relax, but I don't think I got very far. *sigh* The irony is of course not lost on me that, had I a boyfriend by my side, these three issues wouldn't even exist - and it's one of these case scenarios where you're twice cursed: not only do I find it increasingly difficult to fall in love (smitten, yes, but not more), but I get somehow also 'chastised' for this singletude by unknown females assuming instantly I am a threat.
Jen reckons I simply know too many people, which is a part-valid point: the more people you know, the more potential situations you naturally accrue. But I have now chosen the path of opening my life up, so this will need to be adjusted to in some way.
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