Friday, December 25, 2009

Christmas Is Awesome!

Karen was a lucky girl this year! She currently has Frank Turner wrapped around her waist, keeping her cosy. Vic cheated on secret santa and brought her The Drums debut album (tut tut genius, but secretly she's chuffed).

She played cards, drank wine, giggled, hugged and now sits sleepily by the fire.

Merry Christmas bloggers!

Love Norman and Karen xxx

Thursday, December 24, 2009

She Came Home For Christmas

I was walking out of work today. The day had been surprisingly quiet. Spirits had been high. There was dancing and cake in the canteen. Chocolate and silly hats on the shop floor. Hugs and pleasant well wishes as I left.

How strange that I loathed the place only 3 weeks ago. I was counting down the shifts. Now it's getting comfy, like a new pair of slippers. Maybe in enough time, I'll love it like I love the stadium. Maybe.

And the possibility is enough for now.

I wonder if I'm happy. And the existence of such a wonder makes me think I might be. I'm tired and busy all the time. I'm writing on the train and trying not to fall asleep. I'm missing my friends and seeing my KPs more than my own family. I'm still skint.

But at the end of the day, I feel so useful. I come home and that's it. No essays or assignments hanging over my head. I can do fuck all if I want.

Eventually things will have to settle down. I'll have to get one full-time job. I'll have to stop spending every spare penny on things I don't need. I'll have to be thinking about getting married, or at least moving out.

But I'm only 21. Eventually will have to wait.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I Cannot Possibly Miss You So Soon

I'm waiting.

Waiting for my gift, all wrapped in silver paper and tied with a red ribbon.

I'm waiting.

Waiting for you to come home to me, with snow in your hair.

I'm waiting.

Till the day I don't need you when things go wrong.

They go wrong all the time.

I'm waiting.

For the day I can escape to your arms again.

I'm waiting.

For the new year.

Sunday, December 20, 2009



If I Was Seventeen Again

I'd be in love.


Isn't that always the way? 4 years too late :(

Still, if I was seventeen again, I don't think I'd be half as interesting to him.

(I'm taking my DAB radio to work tomorrow and shall be listening to the chart show. If only just to hear Rage on the radio.)

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Sick Day

Yes, I called in sick today.

I'm pretty sure I had a fever last night. Which is strange because I can't remember ever having one before. It was strange. I was in the cinema in a vest, a t-shirt, a hoodie, my coat (complete with hat and scarf) and still cold. Then it's 3am and I'm sweating like a werewolf during an indian summer.

Like I said, weird.

Now I feel great. The day off has done the trick and I almost feel 100% again. So don't worry your heads about little old me.

Hey, holy shit, it's only 8 more days till Crimbo. It may be the work or the illness or just the general bluryness of my life right now, but that definitely snuck up on me. How about you?

And wowee, Killing In The Name is top of the iTunes single chart.

And the albums chart.

Now I'm not about to start getting my hopes up. But that's pretty darn rad. I mean, if nothing else, it has to be number 2. It's so nice to have contributed to something so worthy.

By the way, I think I have news. But nothing is certain right now, so I'm gonna sit on it until the details are ironed out.

Monday, December 14, 2009

Killing In The Name

And now you do what they told ya!

In all honesty, I know that Rage Against The Machine will not beat boring-ass-geordie-Joe to number one. But right now it's number 2 in the iTunes single chart. Which is pretty cool considering it's well over 10 years old!

So I bought it too :)

The cynics may be right about this one. But they do their best to suck the fun out of everything. If we listened to them we'd never leave the house.

So fuck you cynics, I won't do what you tell me!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

UK Crimbo Traditions

- Your family buys a tin of chocolate. Roses or Quality Street.
- The creams in said tin of chocolate get eaten first.
- Your Dad polishes off the caramels that no one wants a week after Christmas.
- Everyone must wear a stupid paper crown from the Christmas Crackers.
- Everyone must read out cracker jokes despite the fact they're always shit.
- Your Mum will get tipsy at some point. Maybe one of your Grandparents too.
- Every single family member that visits will be offered alcohol.
- You'll watch a Christmas special.
- You'll turn over the Snowman.
- The biggest present under the tree is always a disappointment.
- You'll be eating turkey sandwiches for days after Crimbo (I love them)
- You'll receive a card from someone you didn't send one to
- You'll watch an old school but downright awesome film (e.g. Home Alone, Uncle Buck, Cool Runnings)
- Someone will want to watch one of the many versions of a Christmas Carol. Don't let them.
- Your Happy New Year texts will not reach your friends until they're nursing their hangovers the next morning.
- You'll consume something you don't necessarily like (mince pies? christmas pudding? a snowball?) just because it's Christmas
- Your Dad will be in instruction manual heaven
- Someone will put a real damper on the celebrations by complaining about how they worked Christmas Eve/they have to work Boxing Day

If you didn't nod to at least 5 of those, I'm afraid you're not English.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

When The Blood Dries In My Veins

Today started badly. Then got worse.

But you shouldn't give up on a day easily. It ended well, with a little help from my friends.