Intellectually Frustrated

Sunday, August 25, 2002

 
I know. I'm blogging. Wonders never cease.

Actually, the only reason I'm here is that I'm about to leave the houseto allez to Shivs. We're all going on a summer holiday to Majorca, and two weeks in the sun is going to be happening for us, baby! Can't wait..

The only real concern I have is that my suitcase is a *little* too heavy. I'm not sure if this is going to be the case, it's a Wait and See situation.

I'm bored of blogger now, and since I'm sure noone really cares, I'm going to go and listen to some cheesy pop. Au Revoir, and see y'all in a fortnight!


Claire 8:36 AM

Sunday, July 28, 2002

 
Riiiiight. So I've been a little removed from things for a while, but I'm back with lots to say.

First up: Working, in Whitecraigs Nursing Home as a Care Assisstant. It was what I was looking for, and although the pay is terrible, the experience is great, and the staff for the most part are genuinely friendly and supportive. There are (of course) a few exceptions, and although I'll no doubt get into that later, it's not important right now.

For those amongst you who wish to know what a Care Assisstant is/does, here goes. We're responsible for the non-nursing duties involved in maintaining the welfare and wellbeing of residents. In other words, dressing, washing, bathing, feeding, putting to bed etc. You get the general gist of things. Another way of putting it is that we're the ones who end the day smelling of urine and faeces. Yay!

Anyways. I do enjoy it - which is important at the best of times. And like I said, I'm learning shitloads including a variety of medically related things ranging from disorders of the elderly to the insertion of catheters

Anyways, on to nicer topics.
Less than a month til the holiday, and I'm so ready to go right now. Except from the fact I've not bought clothes yet, and don't even possess a suitable suitcase. Also, the tickets don't arrive for another couple of weeks. Still, when the time comes I will be more than ready.
Fancy doing some shopping tomorrow, am hopefully meeting Lesley and Shiv in town for a coffee and then a browse - Next Sale, I hear you cry! - although I'm not sure if poor Les can get the day off work yet. Spent two Saturdays ago in Carluke at the infamous G-Spot. It's not quite the Hamilton Palace, but it's getting there.

And in more recent news, Kate won Big Brother, which I was very happy about. Us Fishwives celebrated in style with chinese and a bottle of wine and then crashed out on Shiv's sofa bed. There's nothing like the feeling you get in the morning when Di's stolen all the covers.



Claire 12:37 PM

Sunday, July 07, 2002

 
I don't understand how I've managed to get from last Monday to this Sunday without blogging once. Some things are beyond even me!

Have had a relatively busy few days which comes of doing very little. Shiv had a little plane trouble with BA, so I phoned up yesterday and (fingers crossed) sorted that all out. I also managed to get Frole upgraded with an exra 128Mb of RAM yesterday by sheer dumb luck, and he's now a speedy little buggar. All at the bargain price of £35!

Last night la famile et Gran went to Sarti's for dinner in celebration of her 82nd birthday. I wonder what it feels like to have had 82 birthdays? Anyways, the food was great but the service was terrible, which was a bit of a letdown. Ne'ermind. Afterwards I hit The Shack (twice in one week??) with Wilma, Natalie and their friend Sarah. Tha Shack's a bit weird. Up until just after midnight the music is fairly neddy, and afterwards it gradually gets more and more cheesy. Talent was...OK.Seen better, seen worse. A big advantage was the severe lack in all parties pertaining to St. Ninian's High School.

Off now to run Gran home to Greenock, and then begin some mental preparation for the week ahead, when: Parents leave for Crete, have two job interviews, Shiv comes home - All things which I am looking foward to for once!


Claire 4:16 AM

Monday, July 01, 2002

 
I go out with Giblet every so often, and remember why she's such good fun when drunk. Last night was a laugh, even if we didn't all end up in the same club post-double vodkas. And for anyone who's keeping count, Giblet pulled. Some Sainbury's guy in a leather jacket who wasn't entirely unattractive but didn't really set hearts a-flutter.

Di is back home again, so we met up for a quick lunch in town today which was fun. I restrained myself and bought nothing although a few items caught my eye, including a pair of *fabulous* purple trainers. Oh how I long for paid employment! Speaking of money, my mobile bill call through and I've pushed the £20 mark. How is that possible in a month? Especially when I get god-alone-knows how many minutes of free calls apparently both on and off peak. The real killer is the shitloads of text messages which I send. And to think genie.co.uk have cut my freebies down to 100 a month. How will I cope?!?!

Am taking Frole into creative computing tomorrow to see about shoving a little more RAM into the wee soul. He's a bit slow in his old age, and his mummy asked me to see about upgrading. I also stuck a new 40Gb hard drive in my own computer in order to put all of the Kazaa files (all 1500 of them) onto it, thus freeing up my old hard drive for important things like essays etc. But so far it's not formatting and causing me a few headaches. Remind me never to work with computers (in addition to children and animals.)


Claire 2:48 PM

Sunday, June 30, 2002

 
There's lots going on today, and as ever I'm sat in front of a computer for the most part of it. Although today there is a reason for that, which makes a welcome change.

I'm still unemployed, which is a little bit of an irritation, mainly because my idea of having a good time on holiday doesn't include a £500 overdraft. I keep telling myself that something will come up, but I guess I'll have to wait and see. Spoke to Mo on the phone last night - she wants me to come down to stay with her and Kevin for a bit, clean their house and clear out the garage etc. She'll pay me of course, and it'd be a fantastic chance to see more of London - I've not been down for about 4 years. Still, I don't know how I feel about taking money from members of my family. And if I was down there she'd be providing my food and board, so I really shouldn't be taking it off them anyways.

But nevermind. Anyway, I'm installing a card on the PC that will let me watch TV on the darned thing. No, it wasn't my idea, it was one of father's brilliant, fleeting thoughts that I should have a PC TV. Software not being his forte I'm left here attempting to install 523 different drivers and attach an appropriate aerial, all so that I can watch some TV in my bedroom. Yay. He means well, but that doesn't stop him from being a technological pain in the arse.

Shiv has skeedaddled off the Canada for a couple of weeks to see family, and Di is still in St. Andies, so it's pretty much me and Wilma. We hit the Shed with Gemma on Friday night, and I have to admit I had a ball. The club itself is lovely, and the clientel are a welcome change from the Garage. The men are older and sleazier however - can't win 'em all.


Claire 5:42 AM

Saturday, June 22, 2002

 
It's been some time since I last put pen to paper (metaphorically speaking) and a hell of a lot of stuff has happened since then. Some of it I can talk about, and some of it I can't. Suffice it to say I've had one of the weirdest couple of weeks I will ever have.

I'd like to say everything is back to normal, but I'd be lying. Been thinking a lot about Sunset Song this past week, how everything changes except the land and all, and have come to the conclusion that the Gibbon man (and consequently McTurk) was right. Everything changes. Anyways, far be it for me to become all philosophical, it's not my style.

Results out on Monday, and I'm the last of the four of us to run this particular gauntlet. That gauntlet being the "If-I-fail-they-won't-let-me-sod-off-to-Majorca-for-two-weeks" one, which really, really sucks. Agh.

Oh, Shit. I've missed Pride and Prejudice. I've missed Colin Firth in a wet shirt {shudder}. Damn it. Remind me to borrow them from Wilma-ha later.
Right I'm off to do something productive. Give my love to the fishes.


Claire 1:41 PM

Wednesday, June 12, 2002

 
Oh, and Thank You Shivvy, who bought be a copy of "Endgame". I don't care what anyone say. I LOVED that show. And the finale rocked.

But I am fickle in my obsessions, and have moved on to bigger and better things. Namely Harry Potter. Saw the trailer for CoS today and got very excited. Roll on November.


Claire 4:33 PM

 
Friggin' typical. It's 23 minutes past midnight, I have an exam at 9am tomorrow that lasts for 24 hours and I can't sleep.

I'm putting it down to not getting up until shortly before 1pm today, which I'm proud of. I could certainly rival BB's Spencer in a "who can sleep the longest" contest. Hell, it's not like I can study for this tomorrow, so it's not a great problem.

So, Tuesdays exams were...OK. They were hard, but I didn't expect any different from Glasgow University's wonderful Medical Faculty. Paper 1 was mainly anatomy, and paper 2 was a free-for-all which included reproductive stuff and some heart disease. Yay, I hear you cry. Still, it's done now and if I've managed to fuck it up there's not much I can do about it.

Had a lovely day today, which included lunch (and later some West Wing watching) with Shiv, and a nice wander through Braehead. Although I didn't manage to get Di a present. Damn it, how can she be so difficult to buy for!! (Only kidding honey, if you by chance read this...)




Claire 4:31 PM