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Tuesday, June 23, 2009
I lit a fire that wouldn't go out
After playing Professor Layton and the Curious Village for several hours non-stop on Saturday (I did complete it yay) I met Sophie at work, and then ITDan and co on a train to Waterloo. We had some massice schlepp to the O2 as no one had realised the Jubilee line was out, but after Dan was called a fucking wanker by a fat angry man who had no manners we finally made it, to go eat at a Brazilian BBQ place called Rodizio Rico. The attraction to it was the fact that people wander around with skewers of meat that have been barbequed and you can take what you want. Obviously not quite so attractive to me, but they had a selection of other foods (and the veggie option was a lot cheaper \o/). It turned out into a good evening, but the place was only ok, the company was great, the food was pretty tasty but seeing as there wasn't a grand service the meat eaters didn't get much meat.
Having also never been to the O2 I found that interesting, it's all very shiny.
Note to self: bus to Waterloo from o2 is a trek.
Sunday I did a bit of Glasto prepping, all very exciting. Bought a new sleeping bag, which involved trying one out in the middle of the floor in Blacks. Ordered Jagermeister from the offlicence down the road... but they are yet to ring me about it, which scares me slightly.
Staffing problems at work (the fact I have the rota finely tuned to work a perticular way which keeps everyone happy and then someone is now continually unpredictably off "sick") has left me stressed, but now I am off I don't give a shit.
YAY GLASTONBURY
Reepacheep rambled at 9:40 AM
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Feeeeeeeeeeeesh
Twitter is still vying for my attention - although I am updating it more than my facebook status (and indeed here) at the moment, I am still yet to see the obsession with it - all I can see is it's kinda like one big slow online messenger which everyone can read. Oh well, I'm sure it'll soon become another place I have to check in my daily online meanderings.
Last weekend was spent on the South Bank. People congregated in a bar by the National Theatre, once everyone had arrived we found our way into the theatre to play musical bingo. It felt extremely random wandering around the place at night, almost like being naughty. The bingo night was fun, although we had been misinformed about the beer offers we cleaned up in terms of prizes. The game was set out like normal bingo, but instead of numbers you're given songs to listen out for, whilst the DJ plays snippets of music. You cross off what you have, win prizes with full lines etc. In the first round my lucky streak came through and I won 2nd and 3rd prize; a DVD of the film Music and Lyrics (some romantic thing) and tickets to see a play at the national theatre, which I forgot to book for (fecking nub):( so I lost that one. Whilst I was there Tina won a prize, and we so could have one first prize but some wanker got to the DJ first. Not wanting to brave a billion night buses home on my own I opted for the last train back, and along with Leeanne left at some point around midnight. I was informed the day after that in the secound round Tina won another prize, and Jo bagged 1st, so our table did pretty damn well.
Last week was spent spazzing around at work trying to prep everyone for when I'm taking time off - it's ridiculous I am literally gone a week and I know in a non-ego stroking way, more of a dealthy panic, it'll all go to pot in some way, I am redoing rotas on a daily basis because the boss decided someone cannot do certain times or on their own or some bollocks and it's me that has to rearrange it all. Oh well, at least I won't be there if it all goes up in flames or whatever people are stupid enough to not do.
I had Thursday off thank goodness, I needed a rest. It was spend galavanting around London Town with Scott and a few of his mates armed with 2-for-1 vouchers for places. We started off in Madame Tussauds, hung out with fake celebrities, found a bagel shop and a random park to eat lunch, before scaring ourselves shitless in The London Bridge Experience/London Tombs. The first part is boring, but the second bit, hooo boy, if you've ever been to the dungeons it's like that, but effing worse. It's been voted scariest attraction is England or the world, or london, or somewhere (can't be bothered to look up my facts). At one point you get chased by a man witha chainsaw, and although it's not real, and you know this (plus the fact the people scaring you aren't allowed to touch you otherwise you would just lamp them) the noise and the smell of the thing really scared the bejeezus out of you - Rachel one of scott's friend's girlfriend was practically in tears by the time we finished. I found myself screaming on more than once occasion - I didn't know I was capable of making such a noise ;).
Although it sounds horrendous, it was really fun in a strange way. It also had an after effect on me, whereby I fell asleep that night, found myself thinking about the place, and I woke myself up with a jolt.
Reepacheep rambled at 6:26 PM
Sunday, June 14, 2009
It's too late for remorse
I caved. I got Twitter.
http://www.twitter.com/kimvallen
Meh.
Reepacheep rambled at 7:03 PM
Friday, June 12, 2009
Do as we say not as we do, don't ask.
Lead a pretty mundane existence since last being inspired to write. Went to the pub yesterday in Victoria (it almost felt naughty being able to get into the middle of town amidst tube stike action) with a few people. Discovered Sam has his mug in Kerrang in the "is this you?" section.
Not much else TBH. Very excited about Glastonberry, have finally arranged travel plans so I can relax and just wait the mere 1 1/2 weeks until I can sit in a field with a pint of strawberry cider, friends and music. IT'S GOING TO BE SUNNY (oyesitis. I will not listen to anything else). I can't decide whether or not to buy a new tent. My one is a few years old now and not really designed to last that long, I guess I'll have to unwrap it and make judgement. That stupid leaky bastard of a pop up tent I bought last year can go take a running jump.
I'm a bit miffed by the fact that Rock on the Web, one of the music webzines I wrote for has suddenly disappeared without trace. I can't get hold of the dude who owns it- his emails bounce right back, Scott has even tried texting him to no avail. It's really annoying, as he was supposed to be the one who was getting us into Guilfest :(.
This weekend: Musical bingo on the South Bank.
Reepacheep rambled at 9:59 AM
Friday, June 05, 2009
Take a bow
Just braved the infamous See tickets "too much traffic" pages to score myself some Muse tickets. I don't know if I've become a bit blasé about the whole ticket buying experience, what with getting frequent guest lists or choosing shows that no one really cares that much about, but I'm sure the big concerts are getting harder and harder to buy tickets for. Green Day was a nightmare, I spent ages trawling any sites I could think of once See had decided that it would no longer respond to my frantic refreshing, and this morning, granted it only took 8 minutes past 9 to grab any standing tickets I could, the day I originally wanted sold out in much less.
Maybe I'm just a bit slower in my old age.
Oh look, that person eBay managed to buy a whole load. How convenient. It's all very well having these "fan to fan" ticket exchanges, but it still doesn't make the prices any fairer. e-touting at it's finest.
Reepacheep rambled at 9:13 AM
Monday, June 01, 2009
My bedroom is your sofa
This weekend, bar having my boss swear at me down the phone, and having PR problems getting into a gig was nice.
Friday night I covered a Sing it Loud/Cobra Starship gig for Planet Loud with Scott. However they didn't manage to sort a photo pass for Scott which was a pain in the ass. Meanwhile, standing in the crowd watching the bands I had a drunk boss call me to say that he had decided to perform an operation on a dog the next day. So i then had to spend the next hour trying to find nurses for said op seeing as I was going to the rugby. Also find the other vet cause he was being elusive (and my boss didn't like that, hence the swearing). Although I enjoyed the gig I got a bit stressed out due to this.
Saturday I had all my hair cut off. It was getting far too long, and high maintenance. Shoulder length now ftw. I then went to see England v Bar bars. We lost 26-33. It was also a bit of a shit game, nothing happened in the first half, the Barbarians were running away into the lead with England lamenting at 0 and they were doing nothing about it. The second half picked up, we managed to claw our way back into the game, but if they had only pulled their finger out in the first place we may have got somewhere. I put it down to the fact all our best players are currently on the Lions tour in SA.
Reepacheep rambled at 9:13 PM
Thursday, May 28, 2009
When they break they go to pieces
I had a fantastic bank holiday weekend thankyouverymuch.
Saturday morning/early afternoon was spent in Twickenham Stadium for the start of the London Sevens with Becca, Tom, Tash and Alan. Basically, it's Rugby with a whole host of countries playing with teams of 7 playing 7 minutes each way - sorta rugby-lite. It was really interesting to watch, and your attention is pretty much kept on the game as if your mind wanders you miss a lot of the game. It's also made into a really entertaining day out as the compere gets the crowd going, and they give out loads of prizes so everyone has fun (and there's alcohol, lots of alcohol). We had the added bonus that Alan and Tash have moved to literally opposite the stadium, which made having lunch all the more tastier :).
We returned after lunch to watch more, though I left part way through, as I had to get to Kingston to meet Dan and Matt for a matinee Anti-Flag show. It was weird. There had to be a designated place to drink alcohol, so the bar for grown ups was segregated from the main stage area. And it was BRIGHT SUNSHINE outside. Nethertheless, the King Blues were great, I had myself a little dance on my own in the bar whilst drinking, and the boys talked amongst themselves.
Anti-Flag were mental. I was pretty alcohol fuelled by that point so had a great time holding my own in the crowd - not too close mind, but enought for a short person to withstand. I got my nose bashed in at one point, that was nice. Good set apart from the fact there was no PRESS CORPSE.
Dan, Matt and I sat on the riverside post gig for a few more drinks (seeing as the gig ended at 8!) and slowly wandered home when it got dark.
Sunday was spent at the Rugby all day, yay for England winning. Kenya were cool, I started to really like them, although they only came 3rd/4th (I cant remember) they were loving it, and did a little celebratory dance at the end. Sweet :).
After the rugby and pouncing on Tina briefly, I wandered along to Sam and Laura's to join in the cheese and wine evening. All very civil, though we trapsed off to the pub by the end as we all fancied something a bit more than wine. Cue another random Tina meetup!
Monday was spent lolling in ITDan's garden for a barbeque and playing various games. I picked up a badminton racket for the first time in years and really enjoyed the little game Chris and I got going - I'd quite like to play badminton more often., I've decided.
Reepacheep rambled at 7:16 PM
