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  <title>It's my initials damit!</title>
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  <updated>2009-05-27T12:32:50Z</updated>
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    <title>lurker no longer lurking</title>
    <published>2009-05-27T12:32:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-27T12:32:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I haven't posted in a long while... I have been keeping an eye on what you folks have been doing but haven't really felt like posting anything... so I hear you cry... what have I been upto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well mostly I've been working on a portfolio that I'm going to use to apply to Leeds college of art and design for a fashion course (fingers crossed) the main problem with this is the lack of money to buy fabric and art supplies with but I'm improvising pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm back in Hull... had a great bank holiday weekend with Dom and made my first visit to code. the club itself is pretty good, I loved the decorations and just how far they went for the thyme (pirates that weekend so it spoke very closely to my heart) however it was SO packed and hot that I felt a bit claustrophobic and ended up spending most of my time in the Loo's or outside... by about 1 I got pretty restless and a bit worked up so ended up going and chilling out in Doms car with Nick and Mike... it was pretty good altogether and I think Dom had a great birthday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of it... life seems to be full of geeks... kinky (the club night that is) and painting. See you all soon xxxxxxx</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-11-25T02:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T02:37:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T02:37:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">looks like I'll be being eve at the kinky Christmas... I'm gonna be running around wearing very little and handing out sweets all night as well as playing with the the toys they'll have dotted around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this also means I'll be able to get people on the guestlist and cheap advance tickets, so if you fancy going let me know and I'll pass your name on!</content>
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    <title>diet fun</title>
    <published>2008-11-04T23:15:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-04T23:15:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I bought loads of shopping &amp;pound;100 worth to be exact) and a taxi home to carry it in with the idea of freezing most of it and saving the tins for a lull in money.... after doing this I swore off takeaways for good. Home cooked meals that I make myself, whilst still often having calories, are much much better for my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I venture onto the scales for the first time since this escapade today and what do I find... I've put on half a stone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so from now on it's soup, fruit juice and diet pills for me</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-10-21T00:28:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-20T23:29:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-20T23:29:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">she's doing it again... only this time she has the car running and the window open and she's crying quite loudly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes I think she wants me to notice</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-10-14T13:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T12:30:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T12:30:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">humm... I've not done a proper post in a long time... but it'd take too long to do one so here's bullet points of what I have, and will be doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Friday flock was actually the last time I went out of the razz properly, and it was ace... I just couldn't stop dancing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;- Helped Sarah and Al move house, which = pizza and buzz, stayed there for the rest of the weekend&lt;br /&gt;- Tried to go out last Wed but that was a bit of a let down... met new people but didn't enjoy rock night&lt;br /&gt;- This weekend again helped Sarah finish house moving&lt;br /&gt;- Pulling up carpets and trips to the tip FTW&lt;br /&gt;- Now I'm ill&lt;br /&gt;- Enjoying reading Keef's theories on how to save the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Going to Whitby (yeyeyeyeyeyeyyeyeyey)&lt;br /&gt;- Making a mini top hat for Whitby&lt;br /&gt;- Blood test results No 2 on Tursday&lt;br /&gt;- Birthday party on Friday&lt;br /&gt;- Wendyhouse on Saturday&lt;br /&gt;- Going to need to find someone to put synth dreads in after whitby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-10-09T12:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-09T11:09:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-09T11:09:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Annoyingly a woman has taken to parking her car outside my kitchen window and sitting in it to have private phone conversations, often in her dressing gown. She does this sometimes 2 or 3 times a day (and thats only when I'm in, god knows if she does it when I'm out). I can hear her talking right now, and whenever I'm in the kitchen cooking I feel I have to close the blind or feel like a peeping tom... which is not fair when I'm in my own home and she has chosen to park outside of it. The other day she had an argument with whoever was on the other end of the line and was shouting and crying like a loon... I felt horrible, like I was infringing on her privacy just by cooking my tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've half a mind to go out and talk to her right now... it's the most annoying thing ever.</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-09-23T15:03:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-23T14:09:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-23T14:09:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so I just got back from the doctors, all of the results came back negative and I broke down and cried at the doctor from happiness and sadness and told him that I've been feeling worse since the blood tests and it can't all be in my head. He was a very understanding man and told me not to worry, he can tell I'm not making it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so more tests for me it is then, this time for viral infections and a questionnaire to fill out to see if I'm depressed. He said it sounds (because of my in-and-out-ing with counseling and my mum's history of mental stuff) that it might be that chemical imbalance sort of depression, which means lots of free drugs.</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-09-23T02:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-23T01:40:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-23T01:40:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tomorrow I get my blood test results. I've never been ill enough to have a blood test before so I'm really very very nervous. I'm going to try to get some sleep in a minute and I doubt I'll be too successful what with my habit of not sleeping for the smallest reason (like not having clean socks). Wish me luck (I seem to be saying that a lot recently).</content>
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    <title>to lauren</title>
    <published>2008-09-18T17:39:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-18T17:39:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">happy birthday Lauren... I think the dog says it better than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ihasahotdog.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/funny-dog-pictures-dog-is-having-the-best-birthday-ever.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-09-18T08:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-18T07:57:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-18T07:57:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm just about the head out the door to get blood tests done, the doctor has said it could be a lot of things and has used scary words like thyroid and diabetes. And today I'll have something stuck in my arm to remove a small bit of my life force so they can find out, I don't know when I get the results back but can guarantee some sleepless nights until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor has told me I should be doing more exercise and I haven't been to taekwondo for a while, but I don't think I'll be up for it again tonight what with the fatigue and missing blood and dizziness.</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-09-17T15:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-17T14:35:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-17T14:35:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw a midget on a bike today, I tried very hard not to laugh... it didn't work.</content>
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    <title>full of appointments... kinda like win, only not</title>
    <published>2008-09-17T08:11:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-17T08:11:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today is full of appointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a lot of you already know I'm thinking of joining the police force, it's not a definite thing but it's a choice between the force and uni and at the moment I want my life to begin. Anyway, I've got an appointment with the careers advisor at 10:30 to discuss how one goes about this... wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is not so big, but a hair appointment, I'm getting a fringe again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third may end up canceling out the first... a doctors appointment to discuss a lot of things that I've been ignoring for at least a month, maybe more and that I've only just realized might be symptoms of one big quite serious thing, but they could mean a lot of things, I'm not into self diagnosis so I'll let the doctor puzzle over this one.</content>
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    <title>homeward bound</title>
    <published>2008-09-12T07:42:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-12T07:42:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so today I head back to the homeland... I intend to stay until sunday morning and attend that ohh so &amp;quot;special&amp;quot; nightclub... spiders. Now I haven't done anything as foolish as this... well I think since I left hull... so it's been a while, I look forward to seeing if the same crowd are about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also spending time with my Little sister, as it was her birthday last week and I still haven't given her her present... I do intend to do this tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck in the homeland</content>
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    <title>strange dreams again</title>
    <published>2008-09-11T11:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-11T11:55:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel the need to document strange dreams that I remember quite as vividly as this one but for no reason whatsoever... so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my family (I remember this involving a dad and 2 other children... I think there was a mum but she was in the backgound) were on holiday in some small town (felt like it was whitby but I can't think why) and there was a football game on soon, the biggest one of the season for this little town and we were getting ready to go. On the way we stopped off at a sweet shop to buy some sweets to eat during the game, only this wasn't an ordinary sweet shop. The whole thing was in a garden that was full of paths, like a maze, and they were edged with boxes of sweets and pastries. You needed someone from the shop to go around with you to write down everything you put in your bag, but for some reason mine went away so I went a bit mad (I was still me in the dream after all), I filled the paper bag she gave me (a huge on, like grocery bags more than sweet shop bags) with sweets of all kinds and a cooler box (no idea where this came from) with pastries and other stuff... I kept filling for ages. When I got back to the shop headquaters as it were I'd lost the lid to my coolbox so I sent my little sister back in whilst I payed. But the woman at the desk said that because my helper person had gone away there was no way she could price them up without the individual prices of everything in there so my dad started shouting about rights and it not being our fault and my siblings started crying because we were going to miss the football game. And then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT&amp;nbsp;FOR&amp;nbsp;INTERPRETATION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holidays&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;font face="Arial"&gt;To       dream of holidays, represent a need for a break or time for rest.&amp;nbsp;       You are expressing a wish to escape from your responsibilities. Depending       on the activities related to the holiday, the dream may also indicate       family issues, personal attitudes or some difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so yea it's got me there, I kinda have a lot of family issues directly relating to the place I'm in right now... so thats fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Football&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;To       dream that you are watching or playing football, signifies that you will       have great satisfaction in your work and your goals will be achieved as       you progress through yo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so since I never quite got to the match does this mean I feel like I'll never quite get this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweets&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;To       see or eat sweets in you dream, represents indulgence, sensuality, and       some forbidden pleasure. Perhaps you have been depriving yourself of some       joy or pleasure. Alternatively, it may symbolize your rewards. This dream       symbol may also be a metaphor for your sweetie or the special someone in       your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humm.... interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;To       dream that you are shopping, indicates your needs and desires. Consider       what you are shopping for and what needs you are try to fulfill.&amp;nbsp; In       particular, to dream that you are shopping for food and groceries,       signifies your hidden attempt to buy the attention of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again interesting... shopping for sweets might mean I'm trying to buy the affection of a young man... although with what money I have no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Argument&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;To       dream that you are arguing, suggests that you are trying to resolve some       internal conflict or some unsettled issue in your waking life.&amp;nbsp;       Consider the symbolism of whom you are arguing with and what you are       arguing about. How does he or she reflect some person or soma aspect of       yourself in your waking life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no one was arguing with me but amongst each other.... does that mean I feel I don't need to resolve an internal conflict but they do? Maybe I feel like it isn't my fault. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>there's a black hole in my head</title>
    <published>2008-09-10T13:08:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-10T13:08:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, as plenty of people have pointed out, the world has, infact, not ended. Although it appears there might have been a very small and concentrated black hole in my head a few days ago that sucked out all of the brain and left me goo, that keeps trying to escape through my nose. I've spent the past 3 days (since monday... is it 2?) sleeping and watching films.... and having not so fun adventures with my rather steep stairs that it takes some effort to climb when you're this ill and achy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have spent a bit too much on movies on demand last night as I couldn't get the internet to work and so couldn't get acess to the illegal ones... but sweeny todd makes everything better, I'll be watching that again tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have given this to Orange... which is unfortunate in a lot of ways, one, she's ill and two, she'll have given it to anyone she's been in contact with for a while (sorry Al, Deavid and possibly Eddy... maybe even anyone else she's been in contact with) and in turn people they have been in contact with (sorry sarah H, Daevids friends, and.... does Al have friends?). I think I may have unleashed a plauge.</content>
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    <title>missing meatfree meatballs</title>
    <published>2008-09-03T11:41:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-03T11:41:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So the whole job thing isn't going too well, tomorrow I'm going to go into town dressed in my best and go to connections at the uni and ask them some advice as well as going into the job centre and explain to them that I'm dyslexic (yey it is good for something) and so find the website confusing so I'll need to talk to someone rather than being told to use the dam screen things (ok so maybe it's not entirely true that I'm confused because I'm dyslexic, I think I'm just confused because it's confusing, but it's useful to have an excuse). And if all of this doesn't stress me out, exahust me and take too long I'll take a walk around the agencies in town and see if any of them are looking for call centre monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other points, I'm not having a fantastic day today, I've broken a glass in the kitchen and I'm not entirely sure how to clean it up as I don't have a brush thingy and I don't think using the hoover is a good idea. AND&amp;nbsp;I had a meatfree meatball on my plate that went missing, I&amp;nbsp;may have eaten it and forgotten but I remember thinking I'll save it until I'd finished something else on my plate... and if I&amp;nbsp;haven't eaten it then it's missing down the side of the sofa, which means I'm never getting it back... my sofa will have eaten it as it does most things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm... back to tidying methinks.</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-08-29T23:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T22:33:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T22:33:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bed time now... wish me luck for my grading tomorrow, may I&amp;nbsp;not screw it up and may I be a happy bunny tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>every  now and then the time comes when you have to sell a load of stuff</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T21:25:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T21:25:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so I want new, better and lesser stuff, being a quantity and not quality girl is getting on my nut so I'm selling off all of my corsets bar about 3 and throwing out the ones I cant sell. The same goes for shoes and coats, latex, casual stuff etc and with the funds created by this, and a little gathered from other places, I will buy some expensive corsets, latex, synth dreads etc that I am more likely to enjoy for a long time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone wants anything come take a look at what I'm selling and I'll happily show you stuff</content>
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    <title>the inavoidable aftermath of such disasters</title>
    <published>2008-08-26T08:32:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-26T08:34:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so infest wasn't a disaster in the usual way... in fact it was rather fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday: &lt;/b&gt;headed down with &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mzpurplekitten' lj:user='mzpurplekitten' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mzpurplekitten.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mzpurplekitten.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mzpurplekitten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and her lovely boy, and it called for a trip to the flat of madness in which I met a lot of new people who are bound to not remember me by now. had to get my ticket about 5:30, then back to aforementioned flat in which I tasted Tail's lovely soup and was provided with crisps and nail varnish from people (can't quite remember who, but they were nice people). Corelines set was AWSOME even if I did miss the rick rolling of a lifetime *sob* I'm sure it'll turn up on youtube at some point. I think I also watched grendel, but that might have been the next day. Me and &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_calanooka' lj:user='calanooka' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://calanooka.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://calanooka.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;calanooka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;headed home early on account of me feeling ill from eating something that didn't agree with me and dancing too hard her wanting her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt; went round to &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_sarah_orange' lj:user='sarah_orange' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sarah-orange.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sarah-orange.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sarah_orange&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s home o' doom which by this point was full of many people from many places around the country. We all piled into 2 taxi's (that cost surprisingly little) and Sarah's taxi got lost somewhere around the university and was very confused. There was a saga involving the pub we'd planned on going to running out of food (silly pub) and having to find somewhere else, I ate far more pub grub than I should have on account of ordering a salad then being jealous of other peoples chips. at this point I realized I'd left my purse at Sarah's, although it would have made little difference as my bank card wasn't working, dam halifax and your shoddy machinery. Once we actually got to the venue I proceeded to spend far more of other peoples money than I should have done, resulting in me being far too sober to be dressed in that latex girdle/skirt thing, but the compliments I got made up for the sober and I ended up glowing with pride. I think I may have put &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_scarletkitti' lj:user='scarletkitti' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://scarletkitti.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://scarletkitti.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;scarletkitti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s cats through college or something like that with the amount of her latex I bought. After vaugely watching a band (I think) a picnic was had, people threw my shoes down the hill which resulted in much hilarity and throwing around of my things and my bum being shown to all below us on the hill (which was I think no one as there seems to be an unspoken infest rule that no one sits more than 2 levels down in the big grass bowl) I ended up falling over, sitting in mud and getting very dirty in a very short skirt.. and low and behold the phrase "bridget's muddy mimsy" became somewhat of a theme for the rest of infest. I don't recall seeing anymore bands that night, I think I may have been too busy shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday:&lt;/b&gt; A rather later starting day, we watched the gayest and most cloned band in history (points for guessing which I'm on about) and then, after much milling about and waiting for other people we set out for curry. The wonder that is Omar's curry place had chosen the worst timing in the world to have a refit and so we wandered aimlessly in random directions possibly being led by Orange, possibly just following each other and found an all too modern and hip looking curry house where the food was nice enough but the service clearly wasn't used to any big groups... at all.... perhaps maybe any groups at all. I decided not to change into my corset just yet and wandered aimlessly around the shops some more, I think I did this with &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_ruby_noir' lj:user='ruby_noir' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ruby-noir.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://ruby-noir.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ruby_noir&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_pyropaws' lj:user='pyropaws' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://pyropaws.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://pyropaws.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;pyropaws&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;caught up in the tornado of my shopping. I wandered around doing slightly more, but slightly less frenzied shop wandering with&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_sykotikly_sweet' lj:user='sykotikly_sweet' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sykotikly-sweet.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sykotikly-sweet.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sykotikly_sweet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;for half of front 242 and sat in the secret bar chatting to a very nice young man called Dan for the other half (seriously it lasted about 3 hours... that one hell of a lot of band for your money). once they finished everyone danced to cheezy music, I found out that the DJ does not come prepared for requests for the macarena (although her wording suggests she did listen to it at home "I don't have i with me no"). the rest of the night went something like this: drink, dance, drink, talk to nice boys, dance, drink, conga line, dance, drink. Right up until the act of retrieving coats and bags and an awful lot of milling around looking a bit confused and trying to figure out what our small collection of party goers were doing, I expected something civilised but silly and instead got a drunken and angry Hannah who kept running off and I kept stapling myself to her so she wouldn't, a bit of an argument with Tim and the quitest party in exisitance (at Elise's hotel so we had to whisper). Me and Eddy then went back to Sarah's dorm room where I slept under her desk and apparently made a lot of noise whilst sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday: &lt;/b&gt;Watched whilst Sarah H packed away her stuff, went to Audry's room (sp?) to be given much needed facewipes before heading back to help Sarah put all of her stuff in the car and set off back to Leeds and finally say goodbye to the fowlest bed in the history of beddom. Back at Sarah's I ate any food I could pyhisically put my hands on, although I failed to find the big back of natcho's and the cheese Sarah had hidden, although I did eat all of her pate... I'm back on my veggie stint now as I promised myself I wouldn't beat myself up over a few slip ups over the next few months until I was adjusted to it. We played on Buzz and I didn't loose dismally although I did come close. I eventually went home and sat and watched the newest, straight to DVD little mermaid (and yes it was a prequel to the first one, and yes it was utterly shit and no it really didn't fit in with the other 2... disney will you please stop it now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, aka today:&lt;/b&gt; I feel a little ill... achy neck, sore throat tired eyes. So no photoshoot, I have told the photographer and he was ok with it... I think anyway. I'm hungry now and as I have no actual breakfast food in I think I might cook myself pasta at 9:30 in the morning... sounds like a plan. I am left with the usual searching for people to add on facebook and lj after meeting them at infest and being very worried that they in fact wont remember who I am... hummmm.</content>
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    <title>fallings just another way to fly</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T14:30:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T14:30:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, my house party's tonight, bet none of you are coming! lol. I've spent all day tidying and the place is looking halfway decent now, although I still need to hoover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although a dark cloud has been cast over proceedings by me being made completely single now, turns out we were never properly together as he'd always seen me as someone he "liked spending time with" (in other words liked sleeping with)... it appears I have trust issues although I was right in not trusting the guy I should have done because then he could have screwed me for longer without me noticing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still looking forward to showing my house off to everyone tonight, I've made punch and bought nibbles and everything... no pop tarts though I couldn't find them anywhere and anyway I have no toaster.</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-08-08T18:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-08T17:50:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T17:50:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I might be really behind the times and everyone else knows about this... but this is ace &lt;a href="http://mingle2.com/zombieharmony/free-dating-sites"&gt;http://mingle2.com/zombieharmony/free-dating-sites&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>post needles, pain and prettyness</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T14:25:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T14:25:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I now have my first tattoo, it's pretty and didn't hurt nearly as much as I thought it would, the tattoo artist seemed a little worried when I said I'm likely to flinch and it's my first tattoo, but he said he was surprised at how well I did. I spent most of it just chatting to him and watching what he was doing with the odd ow, and now I think I might be hooked.</content>
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    <published>2008-07-30T08:36:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T08:36:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm getting my first tattoo at 1 today, it's a really pretty self design on my ankle and I can't wait to have it. Only I'm quite nervous, I'm not as scared of the pain as one might think but I am scared that I might instinctively&amp;nbsp; jump away from the pain and cause some problems... will they strap me down do you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking photos as it's done and hopefully I'll post them on facebook... it's gonna be bloody for a while too. This means no taekwondo tomorrow because there's a high chance I'll knock it and if I do it possibly wont heal like it should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck everyone!</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-06-30T10:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T10:03:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T10:03:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm moving tomorrow.... this means I wont have the internet for a while, which is poo, and probably wont have a mobile until about thursday which is also poo and means there will probably be no way to contact me for a few days... this is very very poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL be at the burlesque on Sat and I DO intend to go see hanckock with Stu on Friday... if that will happen or not is a different story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be spent packing and transferring a large amount of clothes and poo (not literal poo just so you know... I do have a working toilet) from my house to the nice free skip at the end of the street, if anyone wants free stuff I suggest you go visit it, but it is on a first come first served baisis and it does seem to be crawling with students who couldn't sink any lower if they tried most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway I'll speak to you all once I get my shizzle sorted.</content>
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    <title>the_great_bj @ 2008-06-20T12:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-20T11:12:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">well my confidence in my new estate agents is ALREADY beginning to wain as I got this in an email when I woke up THIS MORNING.... please note the date today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Payment –  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Rent payments by  standing order have been set up to come out on the 20&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; of June.  Please ensure that there are sufficient funds in your account on this date to  make this payment. If the first rent payment for the entire property has not  been made in full we will be unable to issue keys to the tenants. If you have  NOT set up a Standing Order then you will have to pay your July rent by either  Cash or Card before collecting your keys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I knew it was coming out around now.... but they had told me that I would get more information with a few days notice of when it would be payed... there isn't enough money in my account, I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do, I'm gonna have to get myself to their office today and discuss it with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remind me to keep all correspondence with them in a file somewhere&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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