Daytime TV

Yesterday I moaned that it was too hot, and now it's cold and tipping it down. Can't it be cold but sunny? That'd be nice. At least I'm not sweating in t-shirt and shorts; wearing jeans and my feet are chilly :)

I'm having a day in once again having turned down the offer to work for three hours... what's the point? All the kids will be asleep and they'll have me cleaning the toilets.

I'm enjoying a bit of Jeremy Kyle... can't beat it. Thinking about busting out my new CSI DVD but not really feeling it right now. I have two episodes on Five USA to watch tonight and only the BB eviction to disrupt them - I'll be switching over at 10:35 just to see who gets kicked out but we all know it's going to be Bea. Then again I said that last week with "we all know it's gonna be Marcus" but look what happened there. To be honest I think I've watched one episode this week. It's just not fun without Freddie.

Just saw an ad for the new X-factor series which has got me looking forward to it. That'll be fun; I like the audition process, though usually I don't watch it after the first few weeks unless there's someone I really like.

Back to the rest of today - it's nice to just be able to chill but I miss Matthew; he's off to London tomorrow to see New Found Glory which I'm sure he will love. He's awesome enough to not complain when I insist on watching three or four episodes of CSI in a row, though he does usually use that time for Warcraft or Monster Hunter :) We all have our vices I guess and CSI is definitely mine at the moment. I just can't resist overstylised crime drama. Right now it's the only show I can't bear to miss; Casualty is another but obviously that's not on at the moment.

Quick congratulatory shout out for all the a-level results, even if you didn't get what you want you still deserve applause :) I remember my a-levels were pretty stressful though I still miss NDHS. I mean, nothing can beat two hours of Classics with Mr Everett. Many things can beat Dylan Thomas as read by Mr Mills, but I still miss it for some reason. I wonder if I'll ever go back there. When I do it'll all have changed - I mean it's already changed; Mr Mills is gone, Mr Snell has moved to Diss or somewhere, and the kids who are still there that I used to hang out with have forgotten I existed, allegiances have changed and switched and even if I did go back I wouldn't fit in. I should look forward not back, think of my uni friends and the friends I still have from the last few years, but the past was a lot of fun.

I recently took my tunnels out - my ears had reached a record high of 8mm, and I was a little bored and sick of worrying about them smelling bad. And they made it tricky to lie on Matthew sometimes since the metal one would dig itself into the skin behind my ear, ouchie. Now I feel a little empty and in need of something new; may treat myself to a new piercing when I get paid. Something fun in my ear since I'm not allowed anything else while I live at home. Still thinking about my next tattoo; I know I quite want a pair of nautical swallows, but where? I'm thinking one on each side, above where my Reuben birds are, so next to my boobs basically. Would mean no bra for a few weeks but that's not exactly a big deal given that fat boys have bigger tits than me.

This was a nice long ramble and I may write again later; it might replace my regular FB updates and tweets (www.twitter.com/jayalay).