September 15, 2005

13th Sep – All Sections I think

A scary thing happened today. Well, several scary things happened today. First I couldn't read the metro because it was all full of bad news (well, and I wanted to finish Tess of the D'Ubervilles) and I was just so sick of bad things. Then i find out tess kills D'uberville and gets arrested – in a section called fulfillment.

Dad went to nottingham and has lost his job again.

Everything smells today

September 11, 2005

11th Sep – the ethical dilemma

Section A/B the outside world (ish)

I'm finding it increasingly difficult to keep these things seperate, and so have to confess that I am pretty much giving up. Of course, my inner neuroses will remain seperate, as these are private entries into the distubing depths my mind has been known to plumb. Anyway, as an obessesive foody, I was delighted to recieve the Observer Food Monthly this morning -a monthly ray of delight to my gluttonous brain (food-porn, i believe they call it) anyway, having spent this morning indulging in its glossy and oh so yummy pages, I am again stuck as to how exactly one is to lead an ethical life. Simply within the realm of food the problems are staggering. Organic food is better for your body, fair trade better for your moral health. Fair enough – buy organic and fairtrade where available. But enter the issue of food miles – do you buy organic fair trade Indian runner beans (having never purchased runner beans, I have no idea where they come from), or english non organic ones which have not caused several tons of Carbon monoxide to be released into the atmosphere in transportation, but which may have been produced using pesticides. And thats only fruit and veg. Ethics enter a whole new level of complication when you hit meat and fish. The issue of factory farming rears its ugly (and probably smelly) head. Does organic necessarily mean free-range and killed in a humane way. Does it mean this chicken has had sex in its lifetime (apparantly a major criteria for a good chicken, according to Raymond Blanc) or does it simply mean it ate something natural rather than a swill made of other dead chickens heads and bones. Apparantly when buying a chicken you should check for burns on its legs – supposedly 'free range' chickens are kept in large warehouses with chemicals on the floor to keep away disease etc, and when they get to fat too move, their little leggies get burnt and you can see the remains in the skin. But what happens if you only want breasts? is it unethical to only want breasts? Should we be buying a whole chicken and hacking it up ourselves? Really of course, we should all be attending farmers markets and buying only the freshest produce, right from the earth. We should looke the farmers in the eyes and say 'were you cruel to this chicken?' and we should grab hunks of delicious fresh meat marbled with fat and cook it as fresh as we dare, delighting in the freshness of it, a la Hugh Fearnly whittingstall. And here we have moved on to another issue with food – perhaps less ethical, but important nonetheless.The britsh, we are told have lost the pure pleasure of food. Nigel Slater (OFM's resident foodie, aka, God) cannot stress the importance of food as pleasure. You should choose the freshest ingredients (those which are inseason, chosen – ethically – at your local farmers market) to cook something seasonally relevant and gastronomically orgasmic. If food magazines are food porn, Nigel Slater is the pimp, the producer – the porn king. His descriptions of juicy plums and ripe tomatoes, fresh fruit and vegetables send shivers down my spine (not only is he an excellent cook, but a truly talented writer. He also wears converse, which is so cool that i do wish he wasn't married). I want to rush out and buy some late season plumbs and eat them, juice dribbling down my chin. So now we must combine ethics and pleasure, also avoiding the perils of over packaging and wasting food (about 40% of the food brought into the UK is thrown out).

And therin lies another conundrum. People all over the world are starving and we throw all our food away. What can we do – it would be off by the time Royal Mail got it to Africa anyway. Buy less? but we'd be short of something. Buy more frequently perhaps, but we just don't have time. Well, now the scientists have discovered they can 'grow meat' in a petri dish – wahey! now we can feed the starving masses lumps of tissue cells mashed together to form something barely recognisable as meat in the way we now (or should now be seeing it). King of all things fleshly, Hugh Fearnly Whittingstall's diatribe against petri-meat was amusing in its way, although terrifying in others. The message however has become clear to me: you can't help others without sacriicing something yourself.Even if I eat all organic, locally grown pruduce, full of lumps and bumps and fairly traded, I'm sure i'll still be doing something wrong.

September 05, 2005

05 Sep 05 – The Last Few Days

Section A: The Real World

Certainly, theres a lot been happening in the world for discussion, even prompting a little hand wringing about the state of the world in general – something I usually leave to the conservatives and the Sun readers. Although I'm surprised they care, given how little real news actually makes it into the Sun these days. All that rubbishy news stuff merely got in the way of what papers were really for – adverts and pornography, innnit? But anyway, terrible things occuring. I am begginning to feel that the world is imploding and Malthus was right all along, although not entirely. Last week my metro must have contained several thousand deaths. Stampedes in Iraq, hurricanes in America and a few particularly twisted and or evil murders. Just think of all the plain old everyday husband kills wife/ junkie kills junkie / random person killed themselves that didn't make the news. (As it turned out, there was a suicide that day, but it was spectacularly newsworthy – mother drags young children in fron tof high speed heathrow express. Its got everything – drama (the train) mystery (who knows why she did it) and tragedy (a mother killing her young children)). Not to mention all of that, going on in every other country in the world – some more, some less (but not that much left) Its a miracle to me that theres any humans left. We appear to be accelerating towards our own distruction on an astronimical scale. And I haven't even got to wars or natural disasters (OK, I mentioned the hurricane, but more i'm talking about famines, droughts etc – long term shit). Malthus reckoned that nature would curb us (this was after a radical transformation from his previous POV, which was that our shocking over use of resources and over population should be controled by abstinence (not contraception – abstinence only) Aparantly, birds do it, bees do it, but humans shouldn't, cause they do it too damn much. But any way, we're apparantly giving nature a helping hand. Of course, this in itself is supposing that humans and nature are seperate, and that is a whole 'nother debate.

May 05, 2005

Wow … its been, well ages doesn't really cover it!

What an excitingly busy day. I had an exec meeting this morning (I had to say it just cause i'm on the exec tee hee hee – suckers that they are putting me in charge of things!) and then we went for a walk in the bluebell woods which were very pretty -also, at this point can i ask whether anyone else enjoys or finds anything other than icky manure – or to give it its technical name, animal sh*t?

Moving on. Bluebells. Pretty. Hungry – bad smell :(. Yeah. Also wooo hoo, I finished my portfolio – now it only needs reediting and mutilating beyond regonition and it'll be allready to hand in. Just think, I might actually be able to start my revision before the exam! If I'm lucky, it might even be before the night before the exam. Ahhh, happy thoughts.

I've also been taught about duty of care. Basically 'be sensible, be sober, and don't make us pay lots of compensation.' I think that covers it anyway. not that cafe socs going to be out regularly getting pissed up, since I don't know many cafes which serve alcohol. Now caffiene overdose is an entirely different matter, and much more unpleasant, but they don't think to cover that in the training.

Then we went to the make poverty history thing – shame on all of you who don't care. Apart from anything else, you're students damn it! thats what you're supposed to do. That 40th anniversary boar made me ashamed – student protestors these days are just too wussy for words. I'd have been great back in the 60s and 70s. Not to mention the flares. I love flares. They're so nice for the wide-hipped figure!

See – I said i'd had a busy day. I'm going to watch star wars now

March 15, 2005

Things that make u go :)

I know everyone has probably had this email already, but I thought it was so nice I should post it ….

All the king's HORSES and all the king's men? Are you kidding me? No wonder they couldn't put Humpty together again. Just
what did those idiots expect the horses to do, anyway?


1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.

3. A hot shower.

4. No lines at the supermarket

5. A special glance.

6. Getting mail
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.

9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.

10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.

11. Finding the sweater you want is on sale for half price.

12. Chocolate milkshake. (or vanilla!) (or strawberry)

13. A long distance phone call.

14. A bubble bath.

15. Giggling.

16. A good conversation.

17 The beach

18. Finding a 20 note in your coat from last winter.

19. Laughing at yourself.

20. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.

21. Running through sprinklers.

22. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.

23. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.

24. Laughing at an inside joke.

25. Friends.

26. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.

27. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.

28. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).

29. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.

30. Playing with a new puppy.

31. Having someone play with your hair…..................

32. Sweet dreams.

33. Hot chocolate.

34. Road trips with friends.

35. Swinging on swings.

36. Wrapping presents under the Christmas tree while eating cookies and
drinking your favorite tipple.

37. Song lyrics printed inside your new CD so you can sing along without
feeling stupid.

38. Going to a really good concert.

39. Making eye contact with a cute stranger

40. Winning a really competitive game.

41. Making chocolate chip cookies.

42. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.

43. Spending time with close friends.

44. Seeing smiles and hearing laughter from your friends.

45. Holding hands with someone you care about.

46. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change

47. Riding the best roller coasters over and over.

48. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.

49. Watching the sunrise.

50. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.

send it back to the person who sent it to you!

Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.

March 08, 2005

Verdi concert

I want to be the man with the drums. How cool was that – the big thump thump drum was excellent! And it looked like sooooo much fun as well. Ba Boom, Ba Boom! Plus, you know, everyone else did brilliantly, and it was fantastic. So there.

ps. never take your child to loads of concerts – let them choose for themselves. Its mean and it will probably put them against classical music forever!

March 03, 2005

House of Flying Daggers – Don't read if you actually want to know what its about!

Not rated

V. good film, I'm sure. Probably better when silly trainee projectionists don't screw it up and make people look at smelly headers and stupid plastic looking heads. Also a little bloody. I mean, I know its all about fighting and 'flying daggers' and the like, but I've generally found these big chinese films to be quite tasteful in the bloody-ness regions, but the final scene was a little gruesome. Maybe it was the snow. Also, the annoying woman with the not dying ever! I don't think I was really in the mood for this movie, I have to be honest. Although the 'echo dance' bit was way cool, I got a little bored with all the super cool fighting stuff by the end. If thats your thing – then definately go to see it. Although, I think the story line was good – with the not paying attention, I could only really guess at exactly what was going on.

AH, what the hell. Great Movie. Go see. NOW!



Hee ;)


Something very exciitng happened to me recently – I dropped my phone into a glass of water. I have a very exciting life. But Yay – I also bought a new phone. Yay! Its pretty, and black, and has a speaker, and plays music. And, I had to buy a dongle to make it work. I love dongles. Not only do they have the stupidest name of any computer componant in the whole world, they also look coupletely pointless and worthless sticking out the back of the computer.

Ow. I just checked that my laptop had serial port, and my shelf assaulted me. And now its definately moving around the room trying to evade me. Oh dear.

February 03, 2005

La la la … sun is shining etc

Oh Joy to the World, the happy people sing – or something like that. I am writing to spread the message of joy and happiness and peace and all that shit to all you (3) people who actually read this blog. I,my friends, have had an epiphany! I have sunk so low, that I fell through the bottom and am in a whole strange new world! For example : No longer does it matter that the world is against you, that there is some terrifyingly intelligent intellectual (or I-wordish) individual in your classes who makes you sink into the bottom of your boots the second they open their mouth, sure as you are that they are about to utter something dramatically intelligent, which will basically cause you to shrivel up and die with embarassment at your own inability to make the tutor blush with excitement at your genius quite like that. No more to walk uindignified through the rain, getting wet and barely noticing. I, my friends, have brought an umbrella!

And I'm not talking about a real umbrella, no – for I have found the secret to a happy life – a spiritual umbrella to keep me dry when times are tough, and nothing will help. My Spiritual umbrella has a name … and that name is …

Chocolate!!!! (I'm sorry, its all the religious shit pelting around at the moment! I couldn't help myself!) Or possibly crisps, it depends on if ur a sweet or a savoury kind of person. But also cheesy movies, dancing with friends, having a long hot shower, playing stupid games on the internet, not getting dressed, and having big hugs!

Hmmm … maybe I should open an umbrella shop …. x

December 06, 2004

Ah, its been so long

And its liable to get longer! Merry Christmas all (and bugger all of you who reckon that 'its not christmas, its barely december … and blah blah blah). I'm feeling festive, thanks not really to the Xmas Party. I mean, it started off well, but what was with the ending?!?! Punk-rock dance choons to finish the night? I say no!!! Where was the cheesey 20 minutes of finishing classics so neccessary to any themed party? Me not impressed. Plus, I managed to piss off my friend who wanted to stay in the middle of the pit/dandefloor (purely to eye up this guy) because i was in room 101 – mucho mucho dissappointment there. Now, I know there was a new Dj on, but really?!?!

Tuts and shakes head - LOTS!

Having said that – the 'snow' was fun, although it entirely screwed up my hair – moisture makes it look like Monica from friends in the one where they were in barbados. But hey – merry christmas all,

And a happy new year (or something!)

R x

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