Nicked from Vonnie...

If there is at least one person in your life whom you consider a close friend, and whom you would not have met without the Internet, post this sentence in your journal.

:)

Another cryptic TV-based update soon...

This week, I are bin mostly...

... working under an N.D.A.
I think.

We've not actually SIGNED any yet - But to be on the safe side, my lips are sealed on exactly what we've been up to until I've been paid!

I CAN say this:

I've been filming a TV show for Channel 5 / Bravo, in which I and a number of others ( Snap, Orev, Burrelly and more ) play terrorists.
We're basically cannon fodder for the 6 celebrities who are being trained in various combat techniques ( Room clearance, hostage rescue, E&E etc. ) by ex-marines.

Problem is - We keep pwning them!
Monday was a classic - We maybe reacted a bit too fast to them, so we toned it down a bit after the first sequence.
Then on day 2, they upped their game.
Now, as if by magic, my ribs hurt - and some jackass gave me a sore bollock, too! I did take steps to ensure that the kill-count was fairly even, though.

Day off today.
Not sure if I can even say when I'm back on set or for how long - One of the celebs was shocked and dismayed to see me leave the dorm yesterday - "What? You're here again! Fuck."

Haha. J00 = pwnzored, boy!

Soundtrack To Controlled Violence:

Dire Straits - Money For Nothing ( "Maybe get a blister on your trigger finger - Maybe get to shoot folk with a gun!" )
The Rolling Stones - Paint It Black
They Might Be Giants - Birdhouse In Your Soul

And the most apt track, as regards the organisation of the production, would be the one commonly sung by US soldiers during the Vietnam war as a marching cadence.

"Who's the leader of the gang, that's fun for you and me?"

Nicked from Blogzilla...

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. If we've met, when and how did we meet?
4. What social event or place would you like to go to with me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Describe me in one word.
7. What was your first impression?
8. Do you still think that way about me now?
9. What reminds you of me?
10. If you could give me anything what would it be?
11. How well do you know me?
12. When's the last time you saw me?
13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
14. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?

EWW! WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY IS THAT?!

So, today I was persuaded to help out Kat's mum by taking the hoover down and cleaning out her car.
Hey, I needed a lift into town...

She needed it cleaned because it's not her car - she gets it because she's disabled ( Arthritis ) and today was the day she gave this one back and got a replacement. Or something like that.

Anyway, ever since I've known her, I've hated getting in that car. It stinks! There's always been a funny pong, sometimes ( Hot days ) strong enough to "gie me the boak", to use the vernacular.
Today I found the cause.
Mould.

I first noticed it growing on the middle seat-belt. Nothing could prepare me for the stench and sight that awaited me when I lifted to hoover under the seat!

I swear, it was one of the most disgusting things I've seen since I almost trod in a rotting sheep carcass at Drymen.

Anyway, I finished that off then went to retrieve the "Big Plastic Bucket" that's in the garage. We need a new laundry basket.

WOOHOO!
I thought it was just duvet covers that were in it.
No! The Biker Scout T-shirt I've been looking for for ages... As well as the Pitch Shifter workshirt, and "69" hockey top I've ALSO been looking for for ages were in there under the duvets!
So I took out the duvet covers, took out the clothes, and binned the duvets themselves.
Bit damp :(

All in all, a pretty good day.
Got the new Adrian Mole book from a charity shop, too... And "Star Trek - The Return". A novel detailing the return of Kirk, and his subsequent recruitment into the Borg / Romulan alliance to become an evil arch enemy of Picard.

Three guesses who wrote it...

Monday, Monday, Monday...

Pretty decent day, all in all.

Went to town to meet Irv with Morgan. Bus took AGES, but we got all our stuff done, and headed over to his place.
It's a kickass flat he's got - 2 floors, and they got it off a wee old lady who'd kept it in great nick.
Jammy wee shitbag that he is, she left him 2 huge mahogany wardrobes, too.

Morgan certainly liked it, and Michelle ( And later Michelle's mum ) were enjoying playing with her.
I bought her a talking shark too, from TK Maxx. That place rules!

Over dinner, Morgan nicked one of my chips.
Thereby learning that not ALL red sauces are mere ketchup.
Some are hot chili...

Revenge was hers, though. Today and yesterday, she's decided to investigate the contents of her nappy.
The solid contents of her nappy.


Well, solid-ish :|

What the hell did we do on Sunday?

I have no idea.

Good weekend, that!

Indeed.

Saturday night was spent round at Mark and Clare's. Originally, it was planned as a BBQ but the shitty weather put paid to that.
Still, a great time was had by all ( Even if Boab and Vonnie did poove out early - To go home and "sleep" :p )

Glad Kat came along, even though Julie couldn't come.
We definitely need more friends in East Kilbride, and Mark and Clare ( Indeed, the whole "People I met through Boab" collective ) are the sort of folk I'd be glad to count as friends even if they lived 5 hours away instead of 5 minutes.

It was a fairly tame party - The sort of gathering that I'm enjoying more and more these days as opposed to all-out pissup lunacy-fests.
I'm not getting old, though, Definitely not. The more quieter gatherings I go to, the more lunatic the lunacy-fests will be.
Or something like that...

Lots of good chat, and I think Clare and Kat are gonna be good mates. :D

"You wimminfolk awa' and cook. Us men are off to shoot things!"

*Ducks*











* Or chickens, whatever. I'm hungry, I'll eat anything. *

Can't really think what else to put here re: Saturday.
Can't remember WHAT I did on Friday.
I think Dave may have come over, but my memory's that sucky that that might well have been another night entirely.

STUFF! IKEA! GHOSTIES! WOO!

Today was fun :)

I went to Ikea, via E.K mall with Morgan and my mate Iain ( Skyenet, FireFight Scotland marshal, if you're an Airsofter. ) and his little girl Skye.
I WAS meant to pick up a cheap glass display case - Sold out, though.

I DID, however, snag:

Some Stikfas action figures from Poundland.
Been after these dudes for ages, but was NOT paying RRP of £8 for 'em!

http://www.alternativenation.net/gallery/files/2/4/8/ninja.jpg

I got my DVD player replaced in Argos, so we can watch DVDs in the bedroom without having to pipe it through from the PC.

Ikea, while they didn't have the display case, DID have cute stuffed rats, and the best nightlight ever!

http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/36881_PE128151_S3.jpg

Got one of each :)

We then had hot dogs and ice cream.
You CAN refill your ice cream cone, it seems ;)

Morgan wanted to scarf down her lunch, and go play...

http://www.alternativenation.net/gallery/files/2/4/8/MorganIkeaHotDog2.jpg


In other news, I hauled my Star Wars Chronicles book down to the model shop, to get more accurate paints for my Fett helmet.
Think I've now got about as good as I'm gonna get, so we'll see over the next week or thereabouts how good they are.

Amusingly, while looking on my bookshelf for a decent pic of Fett, I thought to myself "I wonder where those books I won months ago from eBay are? I'd forgotten about them!"
Then the door went, and it was the postie with those very books. Woo!

Not a good news day...

It's been a bad weekend, all in.

Saturday was meant to be the first of 2 days airsofting - one at Drymen, one at Shotts.
Only 6 folk turned up to each day though, so we ended up just building stuff.
Got some good work done, but still - I'd have liked to have played!

The weather on Saturday was also schitzo as hell, so it went from lovely sun to pissing rain about 12 times.
The portacabin's now out of bounds too, due to the very VERY dead sheep in there.

Julie-next-door had a "Friend" staying this weekend. We met him during the week, and he seemed OK.
So on Saturday night, Kat and Julie decided to go to the pub for a bit.
I got home from Drymen, and once I cleared up the misunderstanding caused by Kat's Mum not answering her phone, so bringing Morgan back here instead of Mum picking her up directly ( I couldn't even give Morgan a cuddle, as she arrived while I was still filthy :(:( ) I went for a nice long bath.

Kat had said she'd be in around 8pm.
She then texted me, saying that she'd be a bit later, and asking what time I wanted to crash out as she'd be home by then.
I said I'd just sleep in Morgan's room so she could come home whenever.

Once that was cleared up, I got another text a bit later - Around 9:15pm. They'd decided to go to Crystal's nightclub in E.K., and I was to leave her duvet wherever I wanted her to crash.
I couldn't be bothered with it all, so I decided to watch Clone Wars then go to sleep - If she woke me up with drinky snoring, I could always decant myself into Small's room later.

I dozed off, and woke up around 6:30am.
No Kat in bed.
No Kat on sofa.
No Kat in Morgan's room.

I decided to leave it until a bit later before trying to phone.

8:50am.
Kat's mobile was off.
Julie's mobile was off.

No answer from Julie's landline.
Or when I banged her door.
... then again, LOUDLY.

She hadn't decided to go to the Catty after all, and we know nobody in EK they'd have gone back home with.

The cops had heard nothing, neither had Hairmyres Hospital.

I was, to be blunt, shitting bricks.
All sorts of things were going through my head - "What if? What if?"

I got a text from her at 1pm - I was literally about to report her missing to the police.
They'd met a mate of Julie's, and gone back to hers.

Apparently Kat HAD tried to text me, but it must not have gone through.

I was not pleased.

If I'd known about this, though, Julie's front door would have been off it's hinges:
http://www.eveningtimes.co.uk/hi/news/5037601.html

Police are hunting a man who raped a 23-year-old woman in daylight...Detectives said she was subjected to a "serious indecent assault" when she walked along Lickprivick Road, in the Greenhills area of the town.

Firefight was quiet on Sunday, too.
And I found out today that a CQB airsoft event in Dundee - The guy with access to the place posted on the forums asking when everyone thought he should run it. I posted and emailed him asking that if he was running games, he make it a day other than a Sunday as the Fort run on our off-days, and even at that they're already running locap games to clash with us every 6 weeks. Any more events clashing would just be silly.
then The Fort step in to help him run the game - And sure enough, it's organised to clash with us.
Nice. So my regulars either can't go to it, or have to ditch my game for the event. Either way, I'm pissed off.

Few bits of good news, but in a great ironic twist, I can't really go into details on them.
We'll see how things pan out.


Marri came over last night - T'was good to see her, and I enjoyed hanging out. Morgan had a ball - And the pair of them inadvertently polished the living room floor, as Morgan was squealing with delight getting slid around on her back :)

Dave and Semp came over too, and I got to play with Dave's Nintendo DS. Fun. I want one!
News from Dave too, but I'll leave that for Semp to blog once the press embargo I assume is on there has lifted...

Spent most of today on the phone trying to get info on possible CQB sites, and talked to Lee Fields too - Sounds like Sennybridge is VERY doable this year.
Woo! Gonna haveta rope some mates into coming.

Marri - Can Zaz come, please? ;)

Nicked from Vonnie, to fill time before I post today;s update:

Sum up your opinion or impression of me in one word, leave it as a comment in this posting, and then post this sentence in your own journal.

GAH!
Lost a huge post - AGAIN!
When will I learn to do it in Notepad then C&P?

Anyhoo, salient points:

Main points:

Not been up to much of late, but I'll go and fill in each day - So go back through the archives if you're interested / bored ( Delete as applicable ).

Today I are bin mostly:


Watching Postman Pat at 5am at Morgan's insistence.

Grabbing 2 hours' extra kip once Kat got up as I think she noticed said Patwatcherry.

Dreaming about soot-coated lightbulbs and accidentally shredding Morgan's Jess toy in an office shredder.

Trying and failing to get Morgan to eat chicken soup with bread for lunch, and kid's-meal chicken stew with mashed potatoes for dinner.

Eating kid's-meal chicken stew for lunch.

Watching Balamory, and finding it entertaining that Greg Hemphill was in it as a gameshow host.

Thinking "It must be weird shagging a kiddies' TV presenter" after Julie-next-door pointed out that he's married to Miss Hoolie.

Thinking "Mind you, some of the presenters these days... Phwoar, eh? Eh? *Nudge nudge, wink wink* Know what I mean? Eh? A nod's as good as a wink to a blind bat! Eh? eh? Nudge nudge, wink wink!"

Thinking "OK, that must have really confused Morgan. She's giving me a really funny look. I won't do that again. Maybe she doesn't know what a bat is?"

Thinking "Actually, Sophie Aldred was quite fit, back in the day..."

Thinking "So was Phillipa Forrester, come to think of it."

Thinking "AND the twins from Fun House. Mmm... Twins!"

Thinking "ARGH! PAT SHARP! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! MY BRAIN- IT HURTS!"

Cleaning the kitchen, and finding that Cillit Bang's not really compatible with our walls.

Being annoyed as hell at a situation on Alternativenation involving a goodly number of my friends.
It's a stupid situation, and hopefully it's all come to ahead now, and will all be ancient history before too long.
Hope it gets resolved to a decent level of civility before my birthday shenanigans :|

Watching "Jerry Springer - The Musical" with Semp.
Always enjoyable when Big Sexy gordon comes over to watch some silliness on TV.
He maintains that I download too much TV.
I believe him to be mistaken.

Being sent into a spitting seething rage when Blogger lost a huge post.

Typing this all out again, while waiting for Kat to reappear, after going round to Julie's for a wee while after work.

*C&P to Notepad, and... Publish!*

*Have it fail, and eventually get the damn thing to work a day and a half later*

Oops. Forgot to Blog!

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!

THAT WAS A HUGE BLOODY BLOG ENTRY!
FUCK BLOGGER!
FUCK IT UP THE BOTTOM!
WITH BARBED WIRE!