Playing Halo

I have my Pill caught in my throat some place. It's making me burp. And it's also making me gag sometimes. I hate little tablets. Only another 83 to go...

Ray's birthday was fun. He adored his presents, which was good, and we got to play a few games of Halo ActionClix. I won... I lost... and I lost again! Stupid special ops guy. It's a really fun game to play. We're going to get a table for the little guys and then they'll be safe from a certain hairy monster who is jealous of them and so wants them eaten.

I decided last night that I have officially been turned into a boy-nerd. Not only is there the excitement over the Halo collectibles, there's also the ActionClix game, which was far too much fun; and then there's my obsession with Oblivion. These are boys things. I think I'm in desperate need of some female friends.

RAY'S BIRTHDAY

Labels: birthday, halo, life, photos, presents, ray, the pill

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A Trip To Telford

It's Ray's birthday today. He turns twenty-two. When we first started dating he was nineteen. As I keep on reminding him: he'll always be my younger man no matter what his age ;)

The celebrations started Friday night with what I seem to recall was called "the best ever". Saturday we planned a lazy day slobbing around the house, hugging Sweepie and making sure she didn't feel too sad when we left her the following day. It didn't work: she saw me packing and started pouting that night. Sunday was a very early morning wake-up call so that we could be on the road by 8. We weren't actually on the road 'til twenty minutes after that. The wedding vow renewals were lovely. They got it done in a little wood hut, which got me quite excited cos I've always had this vision of my ideal wedding day... I won't give it all away but a hut-like building is in there. The party afterwards at the pub didn't include dancing unfortunately (the singer didn't turn up!) but there was lots of conversations with various members of my family. I rarely get to see my parents' brothers and sisters so when I do I always feel like a stranger. They're all really close so we're always out on our own. Not this time, though; this time we were embraced, which was really nice. I got clucky over my second-cousin who is four years old and doesn't ever shut up. "Are you ready to be tickled, girls?" So dodgy ;) Ray curled his hand over mine, tapped my wedding finger and mouthed "Mine." The night was going great 'til I got really bad stomach pains and had to run to the toilet in fear I was going to vomit. I had to go home by 9pm. I couldn't work out what was wrong until I remembered that I'd taken some painkillers without food. That's what upset my stomach last time. I'd worried my period pain would ruin the night so I took my strong painkillers; turns out they were what ruined it for me in the end. Typical. I missed my mother being hilariously drunk. She's always a laugh when she's drunk ;) She did think the room Ray and I were sleeping in was a toilet... But found out quick enough it wasn't not to cause embarrassment ;)

A TRIP TO TELFORD

Today, it being the actual day of Ray's birthday, Ray and I spent half an hour in bed before we had to get up. He opened his cards and was allowed one of my presents (Series 5 of "Red Dwarf"). Tonight he gets to open the rest, gets to eat banoffi pie, and he has one extra present, which I picked up today in town. I'll gush and share pictures tomorrow. Today I have to wrap presents and get everything ready for him :)

Labels: birthday, family, illness, life, love, mammy, photos, presents, ray

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How The Day Ended

Ray came home early from work to join me in my lazy day. Well, that wasn't really why he came home early. The why is because his co-woker decided to give himself the day off and didn't inform Ray until an hour after Ray had been sitting in his house waiting to get going! The excuse was the van was broken. Ray had his car, obviously, and therefore they could have gone to work in that but that didn't happen so said he was going to do as much work as he could on his own in the house they're working on. By 2pm he couldn't do anymore cos he needed tools that were in the van, which he hadn't had chance to get that morning. So he wasn't in the best of moods when he got home. I'm of the belief that work life should be a happy place. Usually it is for him but his co-worker is the boss's son so although the boss and son might communicate between each other neither one of them thinks to let Ray know. It happens a lot and is usually the only reason Ray gets pissed at them. It wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't being paid minimum wage. He works hard and deserves more. When they piss about like this he gets annoyed and gets very itchy feet. On top of that we can't afford to have random day's off because that means we're down a fair chunk of money, which just isn't workable for us. I know things will be fine again today (no early arrivals yet anyway) but I do wonder just how much longer this will continue. Going self-employed is an option we've been discussing cos then his boss would pay him on a day rate (of his own choosing) and be able to do other work for people so really he could work/earn as much or as little as he chose to. But there's risks involved. More financial than anything else. Such as the dreaded tax man. Ray's been self-employed before so he knows what he's doing but there's actual bills that need paying that could see us out on the street if they're not paid this time round. Ahh there's always decisions to make, isn't there? And they're never easy. Any one gone self-employed? Any advice? Scream yay or nay!

Anyway, my lazy day did continue. I held Ray while I read. He slept on and off, waking up to tickle me every now and then. We made love, we made food. Ray then went out to the cinema with his cousin. I answered some emails, wrote in my diary. Then I decided it would be best to wrap Ray's birthday presents up because I think they're so so pretty that I keep getting them out to look at them! It's quite pathetic. So last night I wrapped them up and they're now hiding in Jem's room waiting for the two weeks to be up. The rest of the evening was spent laughing at Halo 2 and reading. My reading bug is fierce at the moment. I cannot put the damn book down (I'm re-reading the Dark Tower series so it's one of those seven books). I love it when I can't stop reading; it always, always helps to improve my writing. Ray returned home with chocolate and Starbursts (remember when they were called Opal Fruits? I still call them that; Starbursts is such a stupid name and makes no sense), which I picked at until it was time for bed.

I woke this morning pining longingly for my lazy day to be able to start over again. I doubt I'll have another day like that again this summer. I think you're allowed one a season, right? Roll on Autumn then! ;)

Labels: birthday, life, money, presents, ray, reading, self-employed, writing

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Homesick & Insane

I went back home to see my parents last night. And I felt extremely homesick when I was there and when I had to leave. I haven't felt homesickness like that since moving here.

I just felt myself starting to miss my old life. Talking to Daddy about rugby, laughing with Mammy over pretty much everything, being more than just a big sister to Amber. I missed the safe, quiet, homely feel I used to have in that house. It doesn't feel like home anymore. I adapt too quickly to change. I move on and accept that whereever I am, for however long I am there, is my new safe place, my new home. I'm the same when we go visiting other people. I adapt to their houses and find I never want to leave (unless it's truly awful and then I'm bolting for the door ;D). Well, last night all that adapting broke down and I just wanted to stay at home and be young and free and silly again. Not that I was that way very much when I lived there. I couldn't wait to get out, in fact. I suppose it's always the same. Growing up isn't always fun.

I've been jealous a lot this last week, too. Over stupid things, things that either can't be changed or don't even matter anyway. Like last night I was jealous that I no longer lived at home; I was jealous that Amber wasn't mine anymore; I was jealous that Daddy talks so much more to Ray than me these days (man chats about nails and roofs and stuff I don't understand); jealous that Mammy was going to the cinema with her friend without me. But I've also been jealous of how pretty Jemma is; how independent Hannah is; how strong Sarah has always been. I'm even jealous of all of Ray's aunts and uncles because they have such adorable children! I blame all of this insane girlie stupidity on my raging hormones. I'm expecting everything to calm the hell down again from today onwards because today at 9:40am I broke open a new satchet. I am officially back on the Pill again :)

Through my moping and insanity, I decided to buy Ray just one more teeny-tiny present for his birthday. This (if you're reading this Ray: do not click that link!). It's not his birthday for another month. At this rate I'll be bankrupt! I swear that's the last present... I think ;) I'm out of funds now so it has to be the last... I think ;)

Labels: amber, birthday, daddy, hormones, jem, life, mammy, presents, ray, the pill

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Family, Mugs & DVD's

I'm still cranky but I think this is more to do with tiredness than anything else. Tired of being on, hehehe ;)

It was Visiting The Family Day yesterday. Ray's house was filled with people. It often is on a Sunday but I haven't seen it fill up that quick in a long while. We didn't stay long. I don't know what to say about it. It's a weird time. We then went on to see my Old Folk, with the dogs, as well. We like to gatecrash spectacularly ;) Mammy welcomed us with a present: some spotty mugs for the kitchen:



Very cute. She's spoiling us again. I christened them with some wine last night. The wine was disgusting (I just don't like wine no matter how hard I try!) so after a couple of sips I concluded the christening was finished and didn't need to drink anymore.

It's been a weekend of watching films. First: Be Kind Rewind. It was such a lovely, sweet film. Funny, of course, as you'd expect from Jack Black (that man can make me laugh with just a look!), but very sweet, as well, which I wasn't expecting. I liked it :) Then we watched A Cock & Bull Story, which I have loved since I first saw it three years ago. I finally found it to buy! Everyone must see this film: it's so kooky and funny :) And, finally, last night we watched The Crow: Wicked Prayer. I only wanted it cos David Boreanaz is in it (I've been in love with him for an age!). I quite liked Edward Furlong back in my days of youth, as well. Both actors can act, just a shame that what they were acting with was so bad. Awful film, of course, but it had some strangely pretty moments with the flashback/after-death scenes spliced in.

It's back to the real world now, though. Paying bills and writing, and thinking what I'm going to be eating for lunch today... ;)

Labels: daddy, david boreanaz, films, house stuff, in-laws, life, mammy, photos, presents

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Things That Piss Me Off

It's a Saturday morning and I'm blogging. I never blog on a Saturday. But Ray has abandoned me for work and Jem has been sleeping off Kylie so isn't ready to go out and about walking the dogs yet.

I'm feeling a bit pissed off about everything today. Firstly, Ray ended up having to leave for work earlier than he originally said. He said 9, the boss said 8; I said, "How early?" in a girlishly high voice, then proceeded to pout to make him feel bad. It's sappy, I know, but on the weekends I like to wake up with Ray beside me. We only get two days out of the week to be in bed together in the mornings; now this week there's only one day. Grr.

More annoyingly, you know how I said I'd bought (no clicking or hovering over the links if your name is Ray!) this extremely cool gift for Ray's birthday? Well, it arrived yesterday and it turns out it's just this without the extra exclusive bits. So I had to then go and buy these so that it was a better present than what it was on its own. I don't mind spending the extra few pounds; I'm just pissed that I was told it was going to be better than what it was.

The postman then cheesed me off this morning by banging on the door at 8:15! 8:15 on a Saturday when on a weekday he can't be arsed to get here before 10! I didn't get out of bed and was royally pissed off when I found out he'd tried to deliver another of Ray's presents. So now I have to go down to the sorting office to pick it up. I'm more pissed at the time he woke me up than the actual having to collect the package cos I can get that easily enough when I walk the dogs. Do postmen do this just to piss me off or does everyone else have an annoyingly stupid postman who can't keep to decent times?

There. I think that's all my ranting done. I feel better already. Can you tell I'm on? ;)

Labels: birthday, life, post, presents, ray

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My Birthday

It was my birthday last Thursday. I turned twenty-five. I thought such a number would be frightening but it turns out I feel about that age anyway so it was no big deal whatsoever. In fact, I kept forgetting it was even my birthday!

I was spoilt rotten with presents - seriously! I got heaps of DVD's - at least six, I think - which are all so, so good. I also got some great clothes - jeans (cannot find them anywhere online!), a too pretty top, red skirt and red/white vest-top. My younger sister got me a gorgeous blue lamp for my bedroom, and I added a cute three-drawer unit, the same colour blue, to put in some of the wad of stationary I got for my birthday as well. I got a lot of stationary :)

I have a new project, you see. Instead of making ordinary photo albums to house all my photos, I've decided to make my own. Kind of like scrap books, I suppose. So I've bought in a lot of stationary to get the job done. It's probably going to take the rest of my life to complete but at least I'll have gorgeous photo albums to show for it ;)

I also got a lovely surprise present from a friend of mine - even though I told her no presents! And a big thank you to Gen for the card :) It was a really nice surprise!

So I had a lovely birthday, was spoilt, had a lovely day out shopping, had a gorgeous cake - did I mention I was spoilt? The day ended with a riding-crop, as well. I think I'd like it to be my birthday every day ;)

Check out the funniest pictures ever of someone opening presents HERE (there's other pictures too, of course ;D).

PS Thanks for all the advice on the previous post :) I think I've decided to keep on shipping out the manuscripts for now.

Labels: birthday, clothes, photos, presents, shopping, stationary

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Crazy Pug Lady

It's Sweepie's birthday today! She's two years old. Yep, two years ago I was a sane person who thought Pugs were just weird looking half-dogs. I couldn't understand why my mother had wanted to get one and didn't have a clue how much that dog's puppies were going to change my life.

Sweepie was the biggest, the loudest, the brashest of the pack. She made me laugh all the time. She quickly grew into a little princess. It took until she was about six months old for us to become inseperable, and moving here this year has made that closeness even worse (better). I never thought I'd have a tiny little, needy dog like Sweepie. But it's true what my mother said two years ago when I kept asking her why she'd ever want such a pathetic creature: she's like the baby I can't have.

This year I bought her a collar. If you don't know, Pug's necks are quite big and they're not really meant to wear collars. Well, they can wear them but you can't then pop a lead onto them and walk them, cos you can damage their necks. For walks Sweepie always wears her harness. But since moving here I've been worried about what would happen if she got out one day and someone found her but didn't think to get her scanned (she has a microchip, you see). I might never see her again. So I wanted a disk for her. Which meant she had to have a collar to hang it off. I spent about an hour in Pets At Home deciding on which was the right one (I'm so sorry, Ray; you know you love me for my indecisivness).

The little madam wasn't that keen on it to start with but now I think she's growing to like it.





Isn't she smug in her new clothes? She thinks she's a big dog now, like Auntie Martha.

So, there you go. I am now a crazy Pug lady. I love you, baby: Happy Birthday!

Labels: birthday, mammy, martha, photos, presents, puppies, ray, shopping, sweepie

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Plans, Bookcase, Poorly Canines

The weather has still been really nice and warm... until today. Typical that it waits 'til Valentines Day to drop so cold, especially considering Ray has planned for us to eat chips on the beach tonight - we're skint so it's like our version of a meal out ;) We haven't exchanged presents yet. Partly because I was half-unconscious this morning (how he gets up at 7 every morning I'll never know; I got up at 7 yesterday, too, cos Wednesday came over for the day so I am exhausted now), and partly because the presents I've ordered for him haven't turned up yet - even though I ordered them over a week ago! I'm not impressed at all cos now he's got to have late Valentines presents and then there'll be no point, will there? Grr.

I have no idea what he's got me. I have a feeling he'll upstage me cos he's really surprising me with stuff today. Firstly, the card this morning had an adorable message in it, which just made me want to cry - really made my message look like the pits hehe, not quite but almost ;) And then I got a big surprise:



I've never had flowers delivered to my door before. It was very exciting actually. And I always love getting flowers. I really hadn't been expecting any cos, well, flowers are pretty expensive at this time of year, aren't they? So that was just lovely. He's obviously going to upstage me tonight cos he actually has presents for me whereas mine aren't even here ;)

Want to see my new bookcase? Isn't it lovely?



It was a gift from Mammy :) And then we also got two steamers (one electric, one not) from Ray's gran and mother, and some bed sheets too, which are so, so pretty. I feel very, very spoilt this week.

Today has had its downside, though. Sweepie went to be spayed today. That was very stressful indeed. But Mammy rang about half an hour ago and assured me she's fine - grumpy but absolutely fine. She'll be coming home the same time I will be after my chips - Ray and I wanted to make sure we were both back home by the time she was getting back cos she's going to need a lot of TLC. Martha has had some bad news today. They found out she has a heart murmur and a crumbling spine (sorry can't find a link for what that exactly is). Mammy assures us it's not as bad as it sounds and it's actually a good thing we know cos now she can have medication and could quite possibly revert back to her usual hyperactive self. But we're all hoping her calm mood is more from maturity and not illness so she'll remain calm.

They'll be both home again tonight so we can nurse them better. It's been horrible here without them both. Way too quiet. We went shopping and came home to no accusing glances and sniffs as to where we'd been and why we'd think to go out without them.

I'll end with some photos from the sunny weekend that just passed: I Can't Wait 'Til Summer.

EDIT: so blogger wouldn't let me update - I tried for ages. To update on the news: my Valentines Day chips in the car date was so, so good. It was like we fell into a time void. We got home to meet Sweepie and she was very poorly and sad. I had to check on her all night and although there was some bleeding the next day she's absolutely fine now :) Ray bought me a really pretty jewellry-holder-thing (I'll get pictures), and he says I have another present on it's way as well, which is very intriguing.

... Have a new layout as well ;)

Labels: illness, love, mammy, martha, photos, presents, ray, sweepie, valentines day

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Narnia, Valentines, Gigs & Agents

Have you seen the trailer for the new Narnia film? See It Here. It looks great. I have to admit I only ever knew the story of "The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe" so I have no idea what will happen in this new one. Will it make me want to sit in the back of wardrobes wishing myself into another world?

It's Valentines Day soon. I'm trying to think of a cute present for Ray. It can't cost too much - we are on a tight budget - but has to be something he'll adore. I was thinking of topping up his Red Dwarf collection. No, doesn't sound very romantic but if you knew how much he's watched the other DVD's I got him you'd understand that it would be a present he'd cherish. The only problem is I can't find the one he needs on sale anywhere. So I'm wondering what kind of sappy present can I get a guy? It's easy for him - he can get me flowers and he'll know I'll be extremely impressed (I love getting flowers). But what can I get him?

We're off spending money we can't afford tomorrow. It's our last gig for a long while. The tickets were bought before we'd found the house. We're seeing Coheed & Cambria, with Fightstar supporting. It'll be good but also expensive. I hate being on a budget hehe.

There's some trouble with the estate agent who's renting us the house. Luckily we've been in contact with the landlord seperately because of a toilet malfunction (note to all potential landlord: do not fit Saniflo systems cos when they break your tenents will have no toilet, bath, shower or water of any kind in the bathroom). He called last night to ask if we'd had any confirmation letters from the agent because he hadn't heard anything from them. He wasn't even told we'd moved in 'til a week after! He's worried the agent has pocketed our money. So we trundled down to see the agent last night and asked for photocopies and receipts and he gave them to us happily enough. Couldn't really argue, could he? The landlord has told us if the agent doesn't show him some proof - and money - by the time the rent's due (which is next week) he's going to get us to cancel our direct debit mandate and we'll sign a new deal directly with him. Phew! What a mess! But the landlord is a nice guy and he's assured us we're perfectly safe, he isn't going to kick us out, and we won't lose out on any money; he says the person who'll be out of pocket will be him. He'd just wanted to warn us that things weren't going well with the agent.

Why do these things always happen to me?

Labels: coheed and cambria, estate agent, fightstar, films, gigs, house stuff, landlord, presents, ray, renting, valentines day

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Catching Up

Yes, I am still alive. I know: I disappeared for a while there. That wasn't the plan, I assure you. Yes, I wanted to spend as much time with my family as I could (which I did), but I didn't think I'd be offline for so long.

Christmas was great. I felt very spoilt :) My favourite present had to be my signed Jason Donovan book. If anyone says they got a better present than that... well, I'll call you a liar ;) I've eaten heaps and laughed a lot, and just had a great time.

That was until Decemeber 28th. That day I started feeling ill; I thought it was just a mild cold cos I'd been fighting one off for a few days. That night my temperature went through the roof and pretty much stayed there for over forty-eight hours. I have no idea what was wrong; I just know it knocked me for six. I could barely stand. Ray was literally lifting me in and out of the bed/sofa. It was a really rough few days and I'm still finding my energy levels are really low now. Hence why I've been AWOL for so long.

Of course this has all come at an awful time cos I'm moving on Saturday! So today I started my packing. Tomorrow I have to complete it, cos Friday I'm going out to the rugby in Cardiff with Jemma and Daddy. So it's all one mad rush to get everything done when all I really want to do is curl up in a nice safe, warm, sleepy ball and watch some Disney DVD's.

I hope everyone had an amazing Christmas and New Years. What with being ill New Years was a bit of a washout for me but I don't like New Years anyway so I didn't mind. I got to spend it with Ray and that was enough for me.

I should be back online checking on everyones blogs/journals in the next twenty-four hours and then I might be AWOL again for a week or so as I set up my internet connection. I'll be sure to check in before I move, though, to let you know :)

PS Thanks to everyone who's donated stuff to us for our move. Seriously, everyone's been great - I feel very blessed :)

Labels: christmas, family, illness, jason donovan, moving out, new years, presents, ray

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Take That & Party

Seeing Take That was lots and lots of fun - as always. Because it was up in Manchester we had a long drive ahead of us. We sang along to all the Take That albums and I took some photos of the scenery, been as we'd taken the scenic route instead of the motorway way.



We got into Manchester at about four. Everyone drives crazy there. They were doing U-turns in the middle of the busy main road! Because we got lost we decided to join in with the manic driving hehe. When we finally did get into the hotel we all went a bit insane. I laughed so much I collapsed on the floor and nearly vomited. Mammy always makes me laugh like a crazy person hehe. Check out the view of the Manchester Wheel from my hotel window:



This is what I wore to the gig, although the picture was taken after it cos we'd forgotten to take pictures before we left. That's the cardigan I got in Portugal last year and I still adore it :)



Well, the show itself, what can I say? I don't think it's possible to ever have a bad Take That show. Every one I've been to has been full of energy and light and excitment. And Friday night was no exception. I danced and sang my ass off. I took a couple of crappy pictures on my phone...





They're all looking so much older than they did when I saw them last year... And I like it ;) It's so sexy. Mmm. Hehehehe. Honestly, if you get a chance to see this band: do it! They will not disappoint. If you can't get a ticket, go and buy one of their Live DVD's, cos even on the TV screen the shows look amazing.

After very little sleep (Mammy snores very loudly), and a lovely huge breakfast, we headed home again. We passed this really creepy looking tree-guy. I didn't get a great picture of him but, well, he still creeps me out!



What is he all about?

Now I've got a present to get completed by Christmas Day... I dunno if I'm going to get it finished on time. Still, I wouldn't have missed Take That for the world ;)

Labels: christmas, gigs, mammy, photos, presents, take that

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Birthday Cake

It was my birthday yesterday. I turned the grand old age of twenty-four. It wasn't as bad as I was expecting. I quite liked being twenty-three and thought being twenty-four would just feel too old - you know, only a year away from a quarter of a century! - but I haven't actually thought about it. So there you go.

The day before (Monday) I went down to Bristol to see The Deftones. I wasn't a huge fan of theirs before going but their music was okay. Because of traffic jams holding up most of the fans, we ended up being right at the front of the queue so had the pick of the best spot when we got in, which was a stroke of luck. The band were wandering around before the gig, in and out of the venue, sound-checking and eating some foul-smelling food. Jemma told me who each of them was (I only knew what Chino looked like from the videos I'd watched on her DVD) and we watched how the "cool" fans in the pub across the road jumped on their seats to start shouting "Chino" whenever he went past. Hehehe. And we had fun playing the "Awesome" game with the security guards. Once inside, we went to the left-centre, cos dead-centre just would have been insane. I like being squashed up against the fence but I like to be able to breathe at the same time, so dead-centre is never where I go. I hadn't seen a Deftones crowd before so didn't know what to expect. Turns out they're mostly young uni boys and a few girls (not the new style of angsty-girls though). So I ended up holding up a heap of uni boys on my back - now that's something to brag about, huh? Hehehe.


The picture was taken by Jem's friend who was standing to left of us

The gig itself was really good. To be honest, I took my time to get into it. I was more distracted by the pretty-boy behind Jem who had his eyes closed and was waving his arms in the air with a huge grin on his face as if seeing Chino had somehow sent him up towards Heaven. He was funny. About two-thirds through the gig it just suddenly clicked with me and I really got into it. I think it had to do with songs coming on that I knew quite well so I could sing along - plus Chino had been a sweetie throughout the gig and cos he'd recognised us from outside kept singing to us, which I thought was nice. By the end of the gig I was dripping with sweat and bruised pretty much from head to toe.

Ray gave us a lift home and we stopped at the service stations and I was told to close my eyes. When I opened them he and Jem had a cake with candles lit and they sang "Happy Birthday" to me there at midnight in the car. I was allowed a present each off them as well - Jem had bought me two cute socks for my ipod and Ray had bought me click-on headphones cos the in-ear plugs hurt my ears.

The next morning I woken to find my arms hurt too much to even breathe on, someone had scratched down the back of my leg and it had bled during the night, and I had a really funny five-dot bruise on my knee. I was very impressed. I was given the rest of my presents - a book, a few DVD's, a funky bag, Thirteen Sense's album and some money for shoes - and had breakfast in bed. Later that day I bought myself some flat-ish shoes to wear with my skirts, and I had some money left over so I'll probably get some trainers as well. All I did for the rest of the day was eat cake! I also had a few drinks down the pub and Jem got drunk for me.

The next day it was Ray's mother's birthday so I had another day of eating cake. If I haven't put on a heap of weight this month it'll be a miracle. I still have an easter egg left that I haven't been able to eat yet!

I should be going out this weekend to celebrate my birthday properly. But what are you meant to do for your birthday? I never know. The gig the night before felt like the celebration, to be honest. We'll see.

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