Friday 27 March 2009

Chilli & alcohol deprivation over!

My bout with laryngitis is finally over! For those of you who have put up with my miserable self for the past two weeks, my apologies. And for anyone who may have caught my laryngitis while I was believing it was just a bad cold, I am terribly sorry but please get yourself on antibiotics asap.

After a long, boring, and generally miserable few weeks, this weekend is the shining light at the end of my dark tunnel. Tonight I’m going to indulge myself in the first glass of alcohol since St. Patrick’s Day (which, btw, was a terrible idea). I will be having Mexican at Mexicali in Notting Hill with Krystin and Lizza, and will enjoy a large glass of Sauvignon Blanc. Maybe even two. Bring on the spices; this weekend is all about indulgence! Since last week, I was instructed to keep away from anything with a kick, alcohol, Diet Coke (although that deterrence waived by Monday) and anything fizzy, milk and orange juice.

I’m just going to go all out! For lunch I’ve had a curry, dinner is Mexican, and tomorrow is Thai. I’ve been deprived of chilli for far too long (in my life, a week is FAR too long). That and alcohol, clearly. I am thinking I may have a mid-afternoon pub trip with Mark tomorrow after we hit up the Darwin exhibit at the Natural History Museum. That’s not bad, right?

Monday 16 March 2009

Waiting for the NyQuil to kick in

So last week I had a cold which has turned into a dreadful cough. I'm afraid I may have bronchitis again, which is neither exciting nor convenient. See, I haven't signed up with my local GP, so I'd still have to go to the one near Maida Vale. Then there's the fact I'll have to take time out of my work schedule this week to make the trek there. The other annoyance is they don't take a chest x-ray, which I find very unconvincing that they have the right to give me antibiotics (but I'll willingly take them).

Anyways, the worst is at night because laying down flat is just out of the question. I won't sleep at all. So instead I have to lie with three pillows keeping me upright - not entirely the most comfortable way to sleep. And then I keep having these horrible dreams, it's as though the cough is infecting my dreams and turning them into nightmares. One after the other, I'm thankfully awaken by the coughing about every few hours. I wouldn't normally be too thrilled about this but the dreams have been so vivid. For instance, I've been trapped in an underground town that was very surreal and not in a cool, sci-fi channel sort of way. And been kidnapped by the Taleban and had to stressfully find a way out of an apartment complex through neighbors' rooms and vent ducts and abandoned bedrooms. It's just getting too weird.

And tonight I've taken NyQuil in hopes of being able to sleep at least four hours through. I'm sure the dreams will only get stranger. But I'm willing to accept these tonight if I can only get a decent amount of sleep. Anyways, tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day and I plan on wearing green, drinking beer, and dancing with a Leprechaun (but I'm sure the NyQuil will sort that part out tonight).

Thursday 12 March 2009

Update

This may not be the most exciting post ever, but I thought I'd give some updates to help those who I can't speak to on a regular basis.

1. I got my new Visa a few days ago, which is quite exciting because I paid the £400 for it out of pocket.

2. I'm going to Paris with Mark for our one year anniversary on 8-11 May. We're staying at the Hilton across the street from the Arche de Triumphe - I could not be more excited!

3. I was laid off (or made redundant as it's said in England) at the end of Jan, and as of March I'm now freelancing two days a week at Blackbridge and 3 days a week as the Trade Marketing Assistant at News International. It's been a rollercoaster of emotions, but I'm hoping this is a new experience that can broaden my horizons!

4. I'm planning on flying with Mark to Boston on the 2nd July until the 20th of July. It's going to be our summer holiday, so we won't necessarily be around the entire time (we have tentative plans to travel to NYC, the Cape and Martha's Vineyard, and possibly Bar Harbor). And of course I'm going to be in my best friend Stefanie's wedding on the 18th July! But if you want to see me or want to even join us for anything, let me know! I want to obviously see everyone, so hopefully we can start planning away to get me even more excited.

5. The biggest life changing news I have is Mark and I are planning on moving in together in August. Huge, I know. Or maybe it just seems huge to me? Irregardless, I've never lived with a boyfriend before and he's never lived with a girlfriend, so we are virgins in this arena!! Obviously I'm a bit nervous but I'm really excited about the situation. Where will we end up is the biggest question? North or south of the river?! Dun dun dunnnnn.

That's it for now, back to the daily grind at News Int.

Tuesday 10 March 2009

How many hours of TV can a human consume?

I swear I haven't watched this much television consecutively since I was a student. I've finally been hit by the bug that seems to be going around and it's hit me hard. It's more the fact my body feels like it's been beaten up then the annoying runny nose and scratchy throat. I loathe being sick.

I think I've slept more than I've been awake in the past two days. Not terrible, but the fact my mattress is a piece of crap doesn't help my back and neck any. And then there was the 2 hours this morning of a dog wailing (because the term barking doesn't do it justice) in where I envisioned actually killing it. And I'm a dog person. At least the baby next door wasn't crying as well. I think that would have set me off.

Here's what I have to motivate myself for:
1) Watching Mad Men episodes 8-13
2) Eating American imported cream of wheat
3) Taking a shower finally
4) Haribo

This might seem sad, but please remember I'm ill. And trying to stay sane!

Sunday 8 March 2009

It's been a while


Oh dear. I've missed an entire year of writing, and that's extremely disappointing. New thing to take care of - writing often and about things that matter.

Life at the moment consists of: freelancing at Blackbridge (2 days a week) and News International (3 days a week); running/working out; seeing Mark as much as possible; reading The Time Travellers Wife; cooking at least one nice meal a week (or making Mark cook it!); keeping up with friends.

I don't think I ever realised how exhausting life could be in the city, but it really is. At the same time, I love the fact I can see so much whenever (well, aside from while I'm working or doing the other 90 things I'm doing) I want. For instance, above is the view of what I walk by every morning I'm going to News International: Katharine's Docks. Where else could I see Tower of London, Tower Bridge and the beautiful yachts and sailboats? Amazing. Albeit, it is a trek every morning:
6.45am: Alarm goes off - or rather my iPod dock goes off to something like Snow Patrol or John Mayer.
7.45am: Run out the door, probably still needing to do 20 things but having to deal with the fact it will have to wait another 12 hours.
7.59am: Get on the West Hampstead Thameslink which will take me to Moorgate in approximately 20 mins. Will get a seat because the tube and standing is over-rated...
8.20am: Run across to platform 1 to get a Circle line train to Tower Hill. I hate the underground.
8.37am: Start walking from Tower Hill Underground to Wapping, where News International is located. Will walk by the Tower of London, Tower Bridge, Katharine's Docks, and a lovely Waitrose which tempts me every time. I am power walking, and will attempt to pass at least 5 people in the limited space in the walking path.
8.50am: Touch my card into the gates of Times House and make my way past Costa (do NOT spend money on a coffee, my dear, it's a recession) and take the lift to the 4th floor.
8.51am: Start up my PC from 1997 and start reading today's Times. Never The Sun, I'm sorry to say. Usually will have vanilla yogurt with berry muesli mixed in. Mmm, a perfect start to another work day.
9.01am: The ancient PC is finally running and Outlook has either appeared on my screen with 17 messages in place, or Outlook has crashed my computer once again and a restart is necessary... One can never tell!

With that little rendition, this post is done for now. I promise to not wait another year. That just won't be fair on my Masters degree, now would it?!