Pizza Hut With Alan
Instead I was forced to just make them into a nice smiley face.
On Monday night I went to get some water and Ozzy started drinking out the tap as usual so I went to find the camera to see if I could get a photo of him still at it. When I came back he was still drinking so I just started filming it.
I never got round to taking photos of my new-and-improved tidier room which I did actually get done in time for the closing credits of "Joseph And The Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat". In some ways it's quite good that I haven't got around to it until now as it demonstrates that I've actually managed to keep the room that way!
But I have a lot of stuff...
It's been nearly a week since I last blogged which really isn't good enough. My only excuse is that I've been very busy. I can't really remember what I did now though.
OK, so by not doing a full post I'm really letting my adoring public (all three of them) down so let's see how my day went.
I gave the bread to Sbeila and she got to sit all through the service with a nice warm loaf of nice smelling bread next to her. Lunch was at her house today. I asked her not to pander to me and so I ate a whole slice of roast beef (which was a first for me) and 'green stuff' which is apparantly some sort of vegetable combination which I ate despite assurances that it was healthy. I felt I really should eat some vegetables seeing as last night when I got in I 'slightly' broke my diet by eating three tubes of pringles and a big slice of cake... mmmmmm... pringles and cake. We stayed at Sheila's all afternoon and then went back to church in the evening. Oh, the young people all ate the bread with their soup and nobody (to my knowledge) has died yet. I'm sure those who said they liked it were just being polite but even if it was good it'll be down to the breadmaker and not me. Onion Boy didn't bother coming to church but still came for the feed at lunch time.
After the evening service was a direction social. Onion Boy made rather rude comments about how much I speak so seeing as I was a wee bit tired I thought it'd be funny to just not say anything at all and just let everyone else go to the effort of making conversation. This lasted for a while before Onion Boy and Mervyn started picking on me. Onion Boy was also coming out with his social work pish about maturity and tantrums etc, not quite able to work out that I was just finding it funny... don't think me grinning and chuckling from time-to-time was enough for him. The final straw came when they poured a mixture of sugar and water all over me. I decided to leave because I knew that Onion Boy would then tell everyone I hadn't really gone home and I'd be back in a minute and I was just looking for attention and I was immature and pathetic etc etc... I thought it'd be really amusing to see, when he was proven wrong, whether he felt in the least bit guilty (Mervyn too). I can say with some degree of certainty that he didn't given that when he smashed my skull in by driving a golf ball at it he was more concerned about getting back for a BBQ than taking me to A&E... I say 'more'... but I should say 'only'.
I battled against the wind (did I mention I'd had my water stolen and poured on me by Mervyn) and made it to the bus stop and waited twenty minutes or so for the bus. Nobody came after me because nobody cares... I understand, nobody loves me. I got the bus home and then it really was a struggle to get up the hill to the house as the wind was really trying to blow me backwards but I made it eventually!
I'm wanting to see how long I can make everyone think I'm not talking to them but I can't afford to do it for too long as there's the party on Saturday and if I do too convincing an act nobody will come because they'll think I've genuinely fallen out with them! Oh dear!
I am so so so tired. Words cannot describe how physically drained I am right now. I hurt all over and can barely type. Oh, before I get started I need to actually take some meds as I've not bothered to take it all day (bad boy) and it's downstairs. Lizzie's just said she'll go and get my meds and water for me, that's nice of her :-)
I'm so excited, and I just can't hide it! I'm about to lose control and I think I like it!


I came accross a test that Alan had done on his LiveJournal to see how old he acts in different ways. I thought I'd do the test and see how our scores compared.
Yesterday I puchased some of the things on my list of things I need to get round to buying. Thanks to Amazon and eBay I now have a Panasonic SD253 Breadmaker on the way, a Philips Sonicare Elite e9882 toothbrush, a battery recharger and batteries, 4 HP black ink cartidges, some calvin classics and a Samsung Silver Digimax i6 with case and a 2 gig SD Card. I felt a bit guilty after spending money but figured that I don't treat myself often enough and if Lizzie can get two more cats for a thousand quid then I can jolly well get a few bits and bobs seeing as it's my money anyway... and the fact that she was so against me getting a breadmaker just made me all the more determined. I will now need to use it regulardly, even if I don't want to... just to proove to her how much I 'needed' it.

I found this test on Alan's livejournal page and I seem to have got the same results as him and we're very different creatures in real life. For a start, I'm solid and he's a wimp.
| You Are a Chimera |
![]() You are very outgoing and well connected to many people. Incredibly devoted to your family and friends, you find purpose in nurturing others. You are rarely alone, and you do best in the company of others. You are incredibly expressive, and people are sometimes overwhelmed by your strong emotions. |
It's January and it really is birthday month at Direction.
Right, here is my initial list of things I want! Some of them I'll probably be waiting a while for and some I'm probably going to buy in the next week!
Wow,