"I'm Blogging Here, I'm Blogging Here!"

So I'm bored, and I'm writing a blog before uni tomorrow. Deal with it.

So far my 2013's been pretty awesome, but there's not much time for anything to have gone wrong, so its probably not an indicator for the year as a whole.
There has been two bad things, but more on those later. Yeah, watch me build up suspense and tension.

What have been the good things that have happened you ask?
To be honest in the grand scale of good things to happen in the world, they probably don't rank very highly, or even at all, but for me they were pretty great.
PS. Saw The Hobbit last year, but it was AMAZING and I'm seeing it again with the wee sister this week for her birthday.

1) After 3 months Young Justice came back. And it was kick-ass. To be fair it's always kick-ass, but Before The Dawn was really just an excellent 22 minutes of television. By anyone's standards. And if you don't trust me, trust tv.com; they reviewed it and loved it too.

2) I rewatched all 3 seasons of Avatar: The Last Airbender. I know that out of two things on this list so far they've both been 'kids' tv shows, but seriously you cannot judge either by their intended audience. A:TLA won sooo many awards and was constantly named one of the best animation series ever by both adults and children alike. I fell in love quite late, in October 2007 on my flight to Florida, where I spent all 9 hours of the overnight flight solely watching it. It's seriously brilliant. The story is so original and engrossing, and the animation is simply stunning and breathtaking. Seriously, if you've never seen it, give it a go. You'll probably be surprised. It holds a 9.1 rating from over 50,000 users on IMDB, so that tells you how amazing it is. So yeah, WATCH IT

3) I found my favourite hat and began a renewed obsession. It's quite a plain hat: grey and beanie style, but it's just great.
See, it's great.

4) Finally got more pictures up in my room and got my 3d Hobbit cover and my Iron Man 3 poster up. #winning

5) MERLIN CALENDAR AND SEASON 1 BOXSET FOR CHRISTMAS
Needs no more explanation of awesomeness.

6) I've got Thursdays and Fridays free this trimester at university so can hopefully get a job and contribute to petrol money/food bills for the house.

7) My hair is finally starting to go nice when left naturally. Although if I brush it, all hell breaks loose.
Curly hair!!!! And all I did was brush my fringe #winning

8) We found out Sarah has a boyfriend named Steven. And the best part? She genuinely thinks he's really ugly. I know looks aren't everything/ all that important, but surely you have to be physically attracted to your boyfriend in some way? And considering Sarah's room is covered in half naked 'hot' men I find this really hilarious

9) My dad got my mum the best Christmas present ever. Hamish the Highland Cow. And he's a pillow.

How awesome is Hamish? Pretty awesome.















10) This exchange from my family in the car about holidays:
Mum: "What about Holland, Brian says there's a good campsite there."
Lauren: "But I don't want to go to Holland! I want to go abroad!"
Mum: "Holland is abroad."
Sarah: "Er Mum, Holland's down south"
Mum: "Trust me, it's across the North Sea"
Sarah: "No.. that's Ireland."
Mum: "Ireland's on the other side of Scotland"
Dad: "I thought Holland was in France?"
Lauren: "Wait, are we going to Ireland?"
I've never laughed so much in the Zafira.

And now to the bad.

There's really only been two bad things happen and one of them has severely pissed me off.
I took an 'online' module because it seemed better than Plant Science (mainly because plants: boring, and because it was online compared to Plant Science's 9-5 Thursdays and Fridays)

However, it turns out the university lied to me! I have to go to a lecture on Monday mornings 10-12 for my module (which is called The psycho-social perspectives of science: Health, Illness and the Body by the way, and has lectures entitled "Social Inequalities and Health Status: The Social Context of Health and Disease", "The Rise of the Biomedical Model and Scientific Medicine" and my personal favourite: "Loss, Death and Dying". Unfortunately, I have absolutely no interest in the subject at all, and I've already decided I hated when my lecturer sent an email to an "extremely interesting" article on "Does Lead Poisoning Make Subjects Violent?". God I hope we get to test this on each other.
But aside from the existence of a lecture, it's timings mean that every second week it clashes with my tutorial for another module. All of my friends are in my tutorial group, so I don't want to change at the time when everyone's in the same groups from last year and has already got their friendship groups.

So yeah, suggestions for what to do would be nice.

And the other bad thing that I've been building suspense up to?
This: 

 I was trying to watch Snow White and the Huntsman, but it still had a security tag on it. So somehow I thought it would be a bright idea to use knives to lever the security tag out. It wasn't. I had a wee knife pushing the tag up while using a big knife to get under the tag and wiggle it out. I wiggled too hard, and sent the knife about a centimetre deep into my finger. Which doesn't sound like a lot, but trust me it is. Especially since it basically runs the length of my finger. I did have the finger just plastered up, but every time it got bent it would crack and bleed again, so I've had to immobilise it with proper dressings and surgical tape. And as bizarre as it sounds, you use your index finger a lot more than you think you do. Writing, typing, even flushing the loo (we've got button flushes instead of handles in the bathroom) is really difficult with my right hand. And Practical Biology on Wednesday isn't going to be much fun. Just so long as I'm not doing microbiology, wouldn't want it getting infected with e-coli or something...

And now I've freaked myself out.

So yeah, it's only been 2 weeks, and it's been pretty great. Although I did manage to spend £40, get reeeally drunk and end up walking home from Tollcross to George Street at 3.30am past policemen and everything while Fisher got a taxi because she'd lost me. Hopefully that doesn't happen again anytime soon.

Bring on the next 50 weeks

2012. Actually Pretty Damn Good.

I know, I know, I was going to blog more often then didn't blog for nearly 3 weeks; I'm a terrible person. But you know, Christmas and stuff got in the way and there's a blog here to (hopefully) satisfy your blog needs. Or at the very least make you stop and think "god I hate when Caitlin blogs..."
Either way, you're noticing this and I count that as a win.

So yeah, HAPPY NEW YEARS GUYS.
How did I bring in the new year i hear you ask? With a lot of drunken adults and mini fires.I'll explain. My father had the oh-so-bright idea of buying HUGE chinese lanterns in a relatively windy Scotland. Anyone who has ever lit chinese lanterns will know that they do not work in the wind. Cue us setting a rockery and a driveway on fire to our neighbour, and a small portion of fence to someone in the next street. And no one knows what happened to the third lantern. So that was a major fail. But drunken adults do not make the best judgement calls especially when one of them is my father. But apart from that, Hogmanay was EXCELLENT .

Genuinely love this.

I started off the year in style

There's a recurring theme...

So now it's 2013 (the first year to feature a numerical sequence since 1423 by the way. fun fact for you. don't say I'm not good to you all). And after reading Rhona's 'year in review' blog, I got thinking about my year.

So what happened for me in 2012? I turned 18, I left high school, I started university, I got quite drunk quite often, I rediscovered my love of Spiderman, I passed my theory test and my practical driving test, I realised how great my friends were, and I got drunk.
Contrary to how it sounds, it was a super awesome year.
"But Caitlin, where is the proof this was a super awesome year?" You ask. Luckily I've got pictures to prove it. Way too many to put up here, but here's a selection of my favourites.


Between Ibiza, London, camping, and the general good times with my friends quite a lot has happened this year. Even though I've spent a lot of the year sitting on my arse.

And there's more photos that I love, but I just went through the photos I'm tagged in on Facebook, and these were my favourites from there.

PS the top three photos went weird when I added captions so I just didn't do the rest... sorry. You'll just have to guess my emotions in each picture. Think of it as added fun.

So here's the 2013, the hope that it's just as good as 2012 (even without Merlin *sobs*) and maybe even a wee bit better.
Here's to more holidays, and more tv marathons and more cinema trips and more epic days with all my friends and family.

 #TeamGoodTimes
 

If I’m Gonna Get My Blog Blown Off For A Word, My Word Is Poontang.

Today I realised something. I realised that the next driving lesson I have is the driving lesson before my test. And I realised that I'm shitting myself. I'm worried I'm going to fail, and disappoint my parents and have to pay for driving lessons for the next too months and end up living in a cardboard box because of this one failure.
Plus there's the fact that my test is at 8.20, meaning I've got a lesson at 7.15. Yay. Great.

So yeah, I'm bored so here's a blog. Bet you guys are chuffed, 2 blogs in 2 days. I spoil you.

Things I Do When I'm Nervous:

1. Do anything I can to avoid doing what I'm supposed to be doing. This one's pretty self explanatory; I literally do ANYTHING except the one thing I'm meant to be. I once spent 6 hours up town by myself wandering around with no money because my mum wanted me to clean the house for her and I pretended I had plans so couldn't. Most boring 6 hours of my life? Definitely. Half an hour I can do, or longer if I actually have money/things to do. But 6 hours of wandering from the West End to the East and back again over and over again? Shit. Completely and utterly shit. I know cleaning the house isn't something to be nervous about, but it was more an example of how far I'll go to avoid doing stuff.
A better example would be this week. I was terrified that I'd fail the 2 online tests that I had to do to pass my modules, and first year. I was so nervous that I didn't do them. Each test had an hour as the time limit, but I left it so late that I started the first of 3 (one test had 2 attempts) at 16.12. So I had 48 minutes to do 3 hours worth of test. I finished with 13 seconds left until the tests closed. I got 65% on one, and no idea about the other one, so fingers crossed.

2. Eat. Doesn't matter if I'm nervous about a test, doing something new or just nervous about a tv show's future, I'll eat. Chocolate, marshmallows, pizza; it doesn't matter. It's a really bad habit I've gotten into, but I just can't stop. I've literally sat before and thought "ok, there's a selection box in my room, but I'm not going to eat it" only to realised half an hour later that I'm halfway through a bar of chocolate from it. I had bought 2 selection boxes for kids I babysit a week ago, and I've only got one bar left from the both of them. I'm a truly awful, often nervous person.

3. Cry. Buckets and buckets of tears. This only applies to tv shows obviously. And even then only tv shows I care very deeply about. And honestly, I'm not even a little bit ashamed.

I'M GETTING NERVOUS ABOUT NOT HAVING ENOUGH THINGS TO MAKE A PROPER LIST! WHERE'S THE FOOD? Oh, I've eaten it... oops #cries


I would write about what makes me nervous, but It's 1.14 and I'm kind of tired so I'll do a quick list and maybe expand someday, but probably not because it wouldn't be very entertaining.
Here goes:
Exams, essays, missing buses, meeting people, hanging out with people I've not long known, buying presents, receiving presents, season finales, not knowing about series renewals (Hurry up and announce if Young Dracula's getting another season stupid BBC), having no credit (i'm always certain I'll be in a car crash and need to call an ambulance but have no credit), nightmares, spiders, sweetcorn, speed bumps, new things, old things I haven't done for a while, meeting people's familys, sleeping alone (haven't done so in about 6 months; the dog sleeps with me. monsters might attack if I'm alone), there being no chocolate/food in the house, when my sisters put giant pebbles in my bed, the Merlin finale (! :'( ), when my dad takes me driving and criticises me the whole time, car parks and spaces, and having to ask for things.
A good example of the last one: lending my ID out on monday, being told "i'll bring it back on tomorrow". I thought tomorrow meant the day following this one, meaning I should have gotten my ID back on Tuesday. Out of interest I've waited to see how long it would take, it's now the early hours of Saturday morning and I still haven't heard. And I need my licence for my test which is in several days. I'M NERVOUS and slightly pissed. BUT MOSTLY NERVOUS.

After looking at everything I typed I've realised I get nervous at quite a lot of things. But hey, that's life.

I'm going to end on 2 things completely unrelated to this blog:
1. Sarah attempted to dye her hair from blonde to 'dark brown' today. She did it on herself, and has returned home to discover she's missed the entire middle section of her hair, so she has a blonde horizontal stripe halfway down her brown hair.
It's hilarious. Utterly butterly brilliant and hilarious.


2. We finally have a new Christmas tree! This isn't a big deal to most people, but my dad bought our old tree 26 years ago when he moved into his own house. So I wasn't even an idea when the tree was bought. And for the first time in my lifetime we have a new tree, and I love it :D

And it may not look it, but that photo took some serious working of my stomach muscles. Muscles I don't really have. Also I'm sitting on the floor, and this tree is about 6ft high at least. It's great. Ignore the face in this too; it's doing weird facey things that only faces can do.

Just realised this is the first blog I've ever written outside of my bedroom. I feel dirty. This is probably due to the dog jumping on my bowl of cereal earlier and covering both me and my bed with milk. Thank god for waterproof sheets.

So yeah, a pretty lame blog. But considering my day was spent driving in the rain, making children dance the Gangnam Style over and over again, and the highlight of it was being given a card by the chippy, consider yourself lucky. It could have been a lot lamer.

Peace ma homies

The Stuff That Blogs Are Made Of

Okay, in true Caitlin fashion I'm writing this blog instead of tidying my room. Apologies to the gas man that's coming to check the radiators tomorrow. Although I like to think that I'm helping him become a better radiator-checker. Instead of doing mundane checks on a really mundane radiator every time he comes to my house he gets to go on a wee treasure hunt; the treasure being the aforementioned radiator. I think he secretly enjoys it.

And also in true Caitlin fashion I ended up at the doctors today. Turns out I've got a urine infection and I'm on antibiotics. My main issue with this? I'm not allowed alcohol while on them. And I was supposed to be going out on friday night. Hating life 2K12.

Anyway, blogging. I asked for inspiration, boy did I get some. Basically I'm going to do a different blog as often as I can be bothered on each of the different topics given.

To start off; Beth: Orangeade is the best. Limeade is a distant second, but will never be on par with Orangeade. Never.

I'll write a New Year Resolution blog closer to New Year, and a Merlin blog after the finale so I can sum up all my feelings. Until then, I'll just work through the random topics provided by Rhona in the last blog. Onwards and upwards I hope.

So on to the main topic of this blog:

Things I Wish I Could Do/Want To Learn.

1. Martial Arts. Absolutely no doubt here. I grew up watching all the good and crappy martial arts films with my dad so I've always liked watching it. Hell, one of my favourite films ever is a martial arts film (films will be a later blog). But I think the level of martial arts performed by the likes of Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee was always so high that it never seemed achievable for a mere mortal such as myself. And then 2006 came; the first Alex Rider novel Stormbreaker was released in cinemas and I just wanted to be able to do it. I mean I was 12, I knew it was all achieved through camera work and stunt doubles who had trained for years, but I guess the fact that it was supposed to be a 14 year old kid doing all the stuff just made me feel like I could do it too. And the fact that in the film Alex can do all different kinds only made it seem ever cooler.
Unfortunately, despite all my begging and pleading my parents never did pay for me to go to a class. I would go now if I didn't think I was too unfit for it; which I am, purely and simply. Maybe once I start going to a gym and become fitter I might start going to one. That's the aim, and I'll do it someday. Whether I'm any good or not will be determined, but I'll have finally achieved it and will be proud no matter how shit I am.

2. Singing. Don't get me wrong, I sing all the time. Loudly, badly and proudly. But hey, I get pretty high scores on Singstar, Band Hero and High School Musical 2: Sing It. Unfortunately just because I can match the notes doesn't mean I have any decent singing voice, as anyone who has heard me sing will tell you. And I agree, I sound like a cat being strangled, but I don't care. I enjoy it, and a song can change the way you're feeling. If you're sad, singing loudly along to a track you love just instantly makes you feel that wee bit better. And unfortunately for my family, it has the adverse affect on them. So yeah, I will sing no matter how bad I sound, but I really wish I was a decent singer. Not like pre-drugs Whitney Houston talented, but decent enough to not make people cringe in horror.

3. Play the Guitar. About 3/4 years ago when I still had a paper round I told my parents that I had a plan. I had never saved up and bought myself anything larger than a dvd, and I wanted to change that. I decided that I was going to save up and buy myself an acoustic guitar with my own money. I wanted the sense of achievement of having managed to buy something relatively expensive (for a 14 year old) by myself and without my parents help at all. I was going to do it.
But my parents had other ideas. They hadn't been able to think of a good birthday present for me (we normally get one big present and then tons of smaller ones). So when they heard me talking about buying a guitar they just assumed that I wanted a guitar for the sake of having one, not for the sake of buying it for myself. Cue me waking up on my birthday, going downstairs and finding a pretty decent (i think) Fender guitar sitting downstairs for me. I was both happy and slightly disappointed at the fact that once again, my parents had got me something instead of me getting it independently.  And I know, cry her a river, her parents bought her something oh no *cries*. But the idea of doing it myself was a big deal for me.
And then came the next argument between me and my parents. I knew I was no good at guitar, they thought I must have been alright to want one. I've got no idea what the thing should sound like so it's pretty much always out of tune. This just means that whenever I try to play it, I get moaned at. Then when my parents don't hear me play it for a while I get moaned at for not using it. The fact that I can only really try to learn how to play when there's no one around coupled with the fact that I only get the tv when there's no one around means that I really don't play it that often, and I genuinely don't really know how to. I can't read music or anything.
So long story short, I'd like to learn how the play the guitar. Although automatically being great would also be quite nice.

*Just double checked online and turns out my guitar is a Fender CD-60 (Sunburst). I don't know if that's good or not.*

4. Being Less Awkward. Yeah I wish this was a skill I could learn. Once I've been around people for a while, (or if I instantly connect with them) until I'm comfortable around them I tend to be quite awkward. I think it's because I'm not really an outgoing person until I feel I know people well enough. I'm never the first person to stand up and be like "Hi everyone! Love me!". Or at least not externally. I'm going to get all deep here and explain why I think this is. Basically I think this all comes down to family. I've got a pretty large extended family and yet out of all the cousins and aunts and uncles the person I have the most in common with is this guy:

This picture is not meant to be creepy, it's the first one I found on facebook. I swear.

Yep I'm 18 years old and the person I'm most similar to out of all my teen and preteen- aged cousins is the 5 year old boy. Go me. Seriously though, all my cousins are so preoccupied with how they look and taking constant photos of them all together at family events that I'm either left with the 1 year old, or talking about Spiderman. So I think that because I know I'm not really like most of my family and get left with the wee ones, I'm not really that confident at all meeting new people. So yeah, being less awkward or at the very least more outgoing would be quite nice.

5. Hair. This is a really short one, but I wish I was really good at doing my hair. I've got straightening it down to a tee. But that's all I'm really good at. Except growing it, it grows pretty fast:

 I mean, there's only 6 months between     these photos. Ignore the face on the right,

 I'm ill and don't exactly photograph well #sadface.

That's all I can think of just now. In my defence it's 0130am, and I think I got about 3 hours of sleep last night. Basically the only adverse affect a urine infection has it that I need to pee roughly every half hour. Which isn't fun when you're trying to sleep and have to be awake for a driving lesson. Good times.

Holy crap I had a driving lesson this morning (Thursday) and it suddenly hit me that the next driving lesson I'll have will be at 0715am before my driving test. Unless it snows and my test gets cancelled. BUT STILL! Not sure if I can cope; scary times.

Who knows, maybe while procrastinating from doing the online tests I was supposed to do today but missed because of stupid doctor queues I'll think of more things and write a follow up.

And guys, regardless of what anyone says, when a middle aged man hands you a clear plastic bottle thing and tells you to pee in it, it is horrifically mortifying. Especially when after returning from the loo and having filled the bottle said man opens it and sniffs it. Yuck. 

#IWillNeverBeADoctor

And on that lovely thought, it's goodbye from me until I next have a spare half hour to write a blog in, Adios!

Inspiration Required

So if you've read this blog before you know that I'm quite a boring person.  And being quite boring means that I don't really have a lot to blog about; unless writing "slept in, watched tv all day, went back to sleep" is counted as great blogging. Which it's not. Who knows, maybe one day that's what society will become.

But for now I need things to blog about. When I first started this blog I did a couple of themed blogs; like one on things I was scared of. So to try and make my blogging more interested I want comments in here about what to blog about! I need your help! *imagine the WW2 poster which I can't be bothered googling and pasting here*

So yeah, that's it really. Write a comment on an idea for a themed blog or a topic I can either rant or rave above.
Creative hats on!

Blog, I Think This Is The Beginning Of A Beautiful Friendship

I've got a lab report about how the body temperature of locusts can affect their movement due in tomorrow at 10am (14 hours away).
So I'm writing this blog. What can I say? I procrastinate. And I do it well.

For what I think is the millionth blog in a row I'll start by saying I've not really done much since my last blog. The truth is that I've actually done a lot; if sleeping, eating, reading books and watching tv actually counted as social activities. Sometimes they do, in the majority of cases for me they don't.

But hey, who needs people when you've got Merlin? Yeah I want people too #sadtimes.

Since I'm on the subject of Merlin I'll start there:
HOLY CRAP HAVE PEOPLE BEEN WATCHING SEASON FIVE?! IT'S FREAKING AMAZING! And if you don't watch it *cough* RHONA. You should be. It's seriously amazeballs.  No judging, that's a real word now. No jokes. I'm ashamed of myself too, don't worry.

So yeah, life-changing events in the past two weeks.. Erm, none I don't think :/. I did have a close brush with losing an eye to scissors, but that's it. And I learnt a valuable lesson from that experience: Never let the hyper dog sit beside you when you're cutting your hair. Especially when you're cutting your fringe and have the sharp meat scissors about half an inch from your eyeballs. I didn't follow this common sensical advice and ended up nearly losing an eye, and having a fringe which is shorted than I wanted and makes me look about 5 years younger:
 Seriously, I look about 12, not 18 :(. Plus ignore my face. My face should just be ignored as a general rule.

But hey, full fringe! You're back! And as much as I hated you when you were first cut about an inch shorter than you were wanted, you're starting to grow on me. A bit.

The rest of the stuff that's happened has been just as small and unimportant.
I beat my 12 year old sister at Monopoly Junior= win
I lost the instructions to the Game Of Life (best game ever) = lose
My football team are now winning 6-4 = win. At least until tonight when we're currently playing the best team in the league. And as I'm typing this sentence we're *just* losing 17-13.
My dad's football team are sucking serious ass. In their current game they're losing 24-3 =win
I lost a bar of chocolate. In my bed. I've been looking for about 3 hours. =lose
I bought a new hat = win
My sleeping patterns are seriously messed up. I've been going to sleep about 5am and waking up about 2pm. Which sucks = lose
So yeah, nothing really important. But anyway, I got a new tshirt! And a belt! And they're both Marvel!

The shirt says "I met him on the web!"
It really is that awesome/sad; delete as you see appropriate.

But hey, in 6 days it's December! And December means Pantomime, food, Christmas jumpers and onesies and generally good times. It also marks the first time Rhona, Emily, Melissa and I will have been together since September. Which has been waay too long.
But I've got my wee Christmas tree for my room, I've got my Santa hats, my Santa costume for the dog <3, Christmas dinner's at my house this year which means I have to make starters for everyone which means pressure which means I'm mildly freaking out.
But hey, CHRISTMAS. Home Alone, Polar Express, presents, and maybe this year I'll finally watch The Snowman. I tried a few years ago, but I fell alseep. Although waking up to the end of The Snowman was more fun than last year when I fell asleep on the sofa and woke up to my Dad hacking at zombies with a rusty knife on Dead Island. That was scary.
Plus I get to open my Spiderman advent calendar :D
The only bad thing about Christmas? I'll end up spending shit loads of money.

So yeah, there's my blog. If I ever do something exciting, you'll know about it. Until then, I hope I don't bore you all too much

Caitlin out bitchez

Less Of A Random Killing Machine, More Of A Personal Blog

Howdy Blog Readers and fellow inhabitors of Earth!
It's been two weeks since I wrote a blog and I've finished all my weekly tv so I thought I would write one now. Even if I've not done much the past 2 weeks.
Literally all I've done is procrastinated and occasionally socialised. Which is normal for me, nothing exciting there.
Although I did a terrible thing. A truly terrible thing. I missed a lab tutorial on bar graph and writing the results section of a lab report the week I received a new assessment. Guess what it was on? 10 points to you if you said I had to write the results section of a lab report. #Typical. So yeah, I didn't really know what I was doing and according to the chat on the website, neither did anyone else. I'm not even sure the lecturers knew what we were to do. So I put off doing it, like I always do and then realised on the monday morning that I was going to love 50% of the marks if I was late handing it in without an excuse. So I emailed in saying I had a family emergency in England. I'm terrible. But they believed it (not sure how) and I eventually went back to uni on Friday and handed it in :). Well, I say I went back to uni, I turned up, got really bored and left before the second lecture. I'm just a shining example of a model student :D.

Best hot water bottle ever

On a complete side note, I'm typing this at 23.47pm on a Sunday night and I've got this lump sitting on me:
I love having a dog. Even the currently bald one that's making it really difficult to type because she's so far up my legs.
But still, unconditional love=happy Caitlin


In other, slightly boring news I found a tv show called Jake 2.0 that is awesome! It's basically Chuck without the Intersect and with nanites to make him cooler. But it's so good, I recommend it to everyone. Plus (sadly) there's only 16 episodes due to low ratings because of a shit timeslot (UPN 9pm Wednesday) that kills any show placed in it. Shitty UPN and their shitty timeslot placement.
But yeah, watch it. Love it or risk my wrath.

Ignore the face, it's weird. Like always, but still

I also went shopping the other day and in between all the dvds and clothes and a batman mug i got this:
Yep. A giant-assed mug. Which at the minute has 2 pints of milkshake in it and is only about 3/4 full. It's awesome. I'm not even holding it closer to the camera in that picture, it's literally that giant. And that awesome. And my mother hates me because it takes up 3 mug spaces in the dishwasher.




So what else happened this week? I went to a fundraiser quiz and we did pretty darn good if I say so myself. Ok, we came joint 11th out of 20ish teams, but each team had at least one member with our combined ages alone. (Which is an exaggeration because combined we were over 100 years old, but you get the idea). And considering we didn't actually know most of the answers we did good. I think my personal favourite of our answers was to the question "What book is the character Billy Fisher in?" (something like that) with the answer "The Lion, The Witch and Billy Fisher".

Skyfall was freaking amazing! Like ugh it was just so good and I don't even know how to describe it. It was just super amazing even with Lauren sitting going "is that voldemort?" at every actor EXCEPT FOR FREAKING RALPH FIENNES. Seriously Lauren, the Chinese bodyguard guy was not Voldemort! Voldemort was NEVER CHINESE! Plus I saw the Christmas Coke advert so guys, it's Christmas! I've already got my advent calendar; it's spiderman (shock there). Plus Ultimate Spiderman (the disney animated series) got renewed and is in production so that's awesome!

I also got very very drunk on saturday night, but we shall go no further with that particular topic except to question why I got what looks like a carpet burn off the pavement at George Street.

And don't slag my photo taking skills, it's my right knee so it's an awkward photo to take without getting crotch. Which I think I did a wee bit, so sorry guys.

So yeah, I think that was my fortnight. I discovered that Saturday nights out are expensive, pavements hurt when you fall on them, I've developed an addiction to Babybels and Kit Kits (damn you Napier canteen) Jake 2.0 is an awesome show, I don't really like Elementary that much, Arrow is amazing and should be loved by all, my dog is nicer when she's fluffy and can keep me warm, multiple pints of milkshake are the best and last but not least I freaking miss everyone! Like seriously, come back from QMU, Ratho, Aberdeen and Chile. You can all come and live with me and never leave! Please.