Well...

Jul. 18th, 2010 04:33 pm
motetus: (blackadder / cheers)
The part where I was sober, i.e. the ceremony part - a thousand times worse that I had expected. I wanted to curl up and die, and the boy had red marks on his hands from where I was clawing my nails into him.

The bit afterwards with the massive amount of alcohol and food? Bloody brilliant (yes, all you people who told me I was stressing out to much and it would be fine, you can say "I told you so"). I vaguely remember telling [livejournal.com profile] goblin_dae that she could now be my bit on the side as no-one else could satisfy me like she could (hot chocolate and Batman, of course), the boy (who shall henceforth be known as the wife) ended up wearing twinkling fairy lights, I was given a whisk shaped like a squid, and we had one person throwing up, one passing out, one doing both, and one drunkenly sobbing that because her boyfriend's mother had died a few years back, she would never have a mother-in-law to hate.

A very good night, and I'm very impressed to discover that even when I'm drunk enough to be staggering around the garden talking absolute bollocks to anyone in my path, I'm still capable of making 9 cups of tea and correctly using an unfamiliar camera on aperture priority in poor lighting conditions. I'll put up photos later once I've finished sorting them.
motetus: (rome / vorenus)
The less said about my weekend visit to my parents and the drama of the new wedding dress my control-freak mother has forced me to get, the better. Let's just say it involved me loudly announcing "Yes, I have small breasts and I like them exactly as they are!" to the whole Debenhams bra-fitting dressing room. But at least it ended in a truce of sorts, and I've cheered myself up by deciding to get bright pink shoes to go with it. Pink shoes and a green dress - it's either going to be awesome, or a disaster. And completely not what I'd usually wear, but I think I need to be more adventurous.

Enough of that now. Ladies and gentlemen, the most unkempt dog in the world:



I love her though, the daft smelly old girl. But she's the reason why my little photo session in the garden didn't yield many results - "Play ball with me! Play ball with meee!" Stupid dogs, they're so good at making you feel guilty.

Couple of flowers and bees )


My supervisor just emailed me telling me my lit review draft, the copy I sent him before cleaning up my very bad grammar and comma abuse, is "well and clearly written. " Hallucinogenic drugs on a Monday morning - I want to be a university lecturer too!
motetus: (star wars / incest)
The adjacent group's technician (the really awesome talkative one who leaves next week) and I were having our daily hour-long gossip when she mentioned how she had no friends living nearby and no social life, and how difficult it is making new friends. My response was "YES YES I'M IN EXACTLY THE SAME POSITION! Do you want my mobile number and maybe one weekend we can meet up and do something?"

Making friends post-university feels just as awkward as dating.



I've realised I'm getting married in exactly one month.

Fuuuuck.
motetus: (food / chicken chef)
Okay [livejournal.com profile] goblin_dae, here's my attempt at a red velvet cake. And no, it didn't come out red either. But it was lovely and moist, and look - I've finally made a layered cake that didn't disintegrate during slicing/assembly! That's got to be a first for me. I'm not that enamored with the cream cheese frosting - no mascarpone next time, it really ruins the sweetness.




The registry office we're getting married in sent us their pack explaining what will take place. My reaction to the wording for even the simple version of the vows can be summed up in one word: Blergh! And that was even before I read their booklet of suggested poems and readings. Yuck, just yuck.

The ring exchange part is pretty accurate though: "I give you this ring as a symbol of our marriage and as a token of all that we mean to each other". Yes, cheap and easily replaced!

Typical

Apr. 7th, 2010 09:54 pm
motetus: (indy / oh great)
Amongst the antisocial lot that is my lab group and the insular snotty lot that are the other groups, I've finally made a friend at work (okay, so I like Syrian PhD Student, but with the language difficulties it's impossible for me to yap away at my usual speed and I suspect she doesn't understand all of what I say). She's also a technician around my age, really lovely and talkative, also getting married soon, and can bitch about her group's inability to clean up after themselves almost as well as I can.

Oh, and she leaves in July. Great.


I've still not gotten off my lazy backside and sorted the rest of the stupid wedding stuff out, I just have zero enthusiasm at the moment. But what I have been doing is plotting how to avoid spending as much time as possible in Singapore this summer, (because I've been there often enough to know that there's nothing worth doing other than eating and going to the zoo) and escape the relatives by heading somewhere more exciting. The plan at the moment is to take a bus over to Malaysia and a ferry to Tioman island then spend as much time as possible diving - this is the place that my brother recommends. I haven't been diving in years so I'm really looking forward to it. It got me thinking that I should force the boy to get his PADI open water license so next time we can go on the deeper dives, and then I got tempted by the options for the Adventure Diver qualification - wreck diving, night diving and er, underwater photography.

Okay, I'm sold.

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