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There's 2 inches of snow in my back garden.
"So what?" I hear you cry. "There's 40cm in mine! It's snowing everywhere!"
But, my dear friend, there is something you do not realise - it never snows here. We have our own magical little microclimate caused by living as close to the south coast as you can get without actually being in the sea. When it snows everywhere, it rains here. I have never had a white Christmas, or even a white New Years. The closest I've ever come to making a snowman was when I spent three hours with a shovel collecting every single flake of snow in my grandparent's considerable garden and made a solid lump of ice about the size of a football. It was so hard that I couldn't even put a carrot nose on it.
So I woke up this morning to the Radio 1 news informing me of all the issues caused by huge snowfall all over Britain, get my standard snow rage (YOU BASTARDS THINK IT'S SO BAD TO HAVE SNOW! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH IT SUCKS TO SEE VIDEOS OF CHILDREN FROLICKING WHEN YOU HAVE TO SIT IN SCHOOL AND DO MATHS!) and open the curtains.
Lo and behold - rain, not snow. I go to work, and as soon as I step off the bus, it starts snowing. I don't get excited at first, because it never settles. But this time, it does. I've lived in this town for 14 years and I've never seen snow settle that fast.
A side effect of it never snowing here is that nobody knows how to cope. So, despite it being barely enough snow to justify calling it a flurry, my boss said I could go home in case the buses were cancelled before the end of the day.
I GET A SNOW DAY. I've had all of three snow days in my whole life. THIS IS THE BEST EVER. Edit: What makes this even greater is that both my parents have jobs that they can't leave, no matter the weather. Tags: oh god employment, omg snow
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^ that is what I said when I realised: - Julia had found a mega cheap PSP - She had bought Crisis Core - She had bought Dissidia - I COULD PLAY DISSIDIA! Oh my goodness, I am a puddle of fandom-related glee. I mean, DISSIDIA! For those of you who don't know what Dissidia is, here's my basic rundown: Fanservice for Final Fantasy geeks, beautiful artwork, fanservice for FF geeks, an epic quest to save the world, fanservice, and Sephiroth. You play as the ten protagonists from the ten FF games in a massive battle to save the world from the ten main FF villians. So basically, it's a game where you get to make all the FF characters fight each other with a sort-of plot thrown in. Did I mention you can play as SEPHIROTH? (so I'm a lame Sephy fangirl - whatchoo gonna do?! YOU CAN ALSO PLAY AS KEFKA. FREAKING KEFKA. LICK MY BOOTS!) I was slightly disappointed when I learned that you actually can't do story mode as the Chaos group; you can only play them in Arcade mode. Still, bloody awesome anyway. So yeah, I'm really really excited right now. The only problem is that neither I nor Julia realised that PSPs need memory sticks...yeah, we lost about three hours of gameplay. Oh well, I could watch that opening cinematic over and over and over and over... EDIT: According to wiki, "Initially, only the ten main heroes will be playable in all gameplay modes; the ten main villains are playable in Arcade mode, but must still be unlocked for access in all other gameplay modes." I assume this means you CAN play as the Chaos characters in Story Mode. Tags: fandom, final fantasy, happy, squee
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I just had a little panic attack about exam results. Christ, Tara, why do you do this to yourself? They aren't for another two weeks, and you can't do anything to change them now, anyway. I'm ok now, but earlier I was having a proper little fit over it. Waving my arms about and going "eeeeeee" and everything. I could just see myself on results day, picking up that piece of paper and then having to sit on the floor in tears because they are so bad. I'm clearly an idiot. STOP WORRYING, TARA. YOU'LL BE FINE. Ok, now I'm going to knit a scarf and watch some BSG to cheer myself up. (Oh, and if you were wondering, I'm not at work because my boss is sick now. May not have to go in for a few days yet.) Tags: exams, paranoid tara
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Dear Mr Moyles,
For someone who is the "saviour of Radio One", as your jingles so proudly proclaim, I would have thought you would be better at entertainment.
Playing animal noises during the news is not quality radio. Neither is playing fart noises at Jo Whiley when she does the switch-over. You seem to be the only person on the entire show who finds this amusing, and if you could hear over the thrumming of your own swelled ego then you'd be able to tell how annoyed the other presenters get by this.
When I turn the radio on, I like to hear music, not some self-obsessed idiot pushing sound effect buttons. Anyone can do that; it takes talent to be a proper radio presenter. I long for the times when you are replaced with Scott Mills, as he at least knows how to keep his audience entertained. Your repeated playing of John Barrowman's "I Made It Through The Rain" whilst singing over the track with your terribly out-of-tune voice is seriously irritating. Yes, the song isn't the greatest thing in the world, but it has a message behind it, and at least Barrowman can sing. You, on the other hand, cannot, and should realise this before you inflict more of your vocal 'talent' on the world. If you want to pick on a bad song, choose something like Beyonce's "Halo" or Jordin Sparks' "Battlefield". At least then when your voice breaks and becomes squeaky it will sound appropriate for the song.
Yours sincerely,
Disgruntled Listeners
(PS sorry for using your idea, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) lapifors, but it seemed the most appropriate way to get out my aggression) Tags: letters to the editor
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So, as previously mentioned, I have an absolutely lovely boss at work. She brings me gallons of tea and makes me fruit salad and sandwiches for lunch when I'm doing a double shift. We often sit and chat on my breaks and are quite friendly with each other. As I was leaving today, I'm pretty sure she said "Love you!" to me. That's just a little bit odd. I've been working at this place for three weeks, and whilst I am a very open person and often tell people I love them, this woman is my boss, not to mention being older than my mum, so I was a bit freaked as I hastily marched to the bus stop. In all fairness, she could have been saying this to her husband, but he was in another room and she was talking to me already. I may also have misheard her. Still made my brain go BUH?! for about three seconds. And, of course, with that sending my mind into paranoia mode, I was then absolutely convinced that the German students on the bus were talking about me. Well done, Tara. On a completely unrelated note, I recently downloaded the Children of Earth soundtrack and cannot stop listening to it. It's really samey, if I'm honest, but I love it. Still, I've always loved soundtracks. 45% of my music collection is soundtracks. I've got it on now :D This weekend is Kelmarsh re-enactment, which I don't particularly want to go to, but my dad's dragging me along. I think I'll stay with Les and help out as Kitchen Bitch again; that's about the only thing I can do, really. Tags: oh god employment, paranoid tara, things that make you go what
Current Mood:  confused
Current Music: The Ballad of Ianto Jones
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