Its time like these.

Yep.

I was walking home today and realised all my relationships are good at the moment. It was quite satisfying. Which is cool.

I am tired. But I don't really mind today. Its Sunday, which is the best day to be tired.

It's been one of those weeks, where everything has been kind of stressed, and fast paced, but really good at the same time because I felt like I have achieved something this week. I got a couple of new Cd's the other day. Dolly Partons new (ish) album 'Backwoods Barbie' (surprisingly very good!), and Prince 'Purple Rain'. I love bargain bins, they just add to a good shopping trip.

Things with Le Buff are good. I think I was nice and let him see me every day this week bar Monday and today.... I am trying to be sweet to him. Hehe. We kind of had one of those weeks where we had a heart to heart and now feel a little bit closer. Which is nice. I like talking to people and feeling like something was gained from the conversation. I don't think it happens enough when you talk to people. Its usually just for entertainment value that I have conversations - you know, its the friendship thing where you just talk and it doesn't mean much, but it does... but this week I have been having real conversations. Its strange that I know when these 'real' conversations occur. Surely one should have these all the time, but I guess that's not really true. Huh...

I love all of my friends at the moment. I had a realisation that all my friends are here right now, almost. And if not here, then some where out there, but contactable. Which doesn't always happen as people drift in and out of the social network of life sometimes, but right now I feel everyone is in reach, and I pray I don't let that slip for a while, because I like knowing that there are people out there whom I can connect with and hang out with and talk to and stuff, and its easy, and not a chore. Yeay for friendships!

I just had coffee and hung out with an old friend and it was fun - we are going to be doing a new project which is basically for our creative sides. She is a writer and me a photographer, so we are going to try to incorporate that into a new blog - the link will probably follow once we get it sorted out. But I am well and truly excited about the prospect of creating something. I haven't felt like that in a while. More.... frustrated at my lack of enthusiasm and inspiration. But this will be good. And force me to take more picture. Which I HAVE to find time to do. Its vital I do it, for my mental health... I am trying to buy a new camera from someone at work at the moment. I say 'trying'. We have an intranet at work with a buy and sell notice board, so someone puts what they are selling on it, and its up to you to email them to say you want it. I am pretty sure I was the first person to email him about it, so I hope i get it. I ain't even haggling on the price. No sir. I am full pricing it up. Fingers crossed I get it, because its the joy of a new camera that's keeping my spirits up at the moment. My other camera is amazing, but its bigger than your average camera so not good to carry around for long periods of time. This new one is slightly smaller, and will hopefully mean I can take it around with me and be snap happy without feeling like the self conscious photog.

I am also going to try to contribute to my friends project. A book about good things. So a list of the good things in life. I am trying to conduct one now, which reminded me of a project I was gonna do, which was to make all my friends draw a picture.. a self portrait or a picture of something they like, or something that describes their personality and put it in a book. Or write a poem or something... I like the idea of collaborations. So I might set something up for that. I hope. But knowing me I will forget! Curses!

Planning to be very busy this week. But I need to start going to bed earlier. 3 am every morning this weekend is not good for you. I can tell you that for free. Sleep more. Yessssss.

Sam

Ouch!

Oof!

Talk about over reaction.

I have just been on Twitter. I still don't condone the use of Twitter as a means of following "celebrities". In fact. the whole things still puzzles me. I like to see what my friends updates are. I mean, I like it when my friends text me random updates, so reading them online also has its comical uses. But I don't want to know what Ashton Kutcher is doing, or Demi Moore, or Pete Wenz, or Ryan Seacrest.... um... why would I want to know? Why? See, its all so mental. Although, if you look on my twittering page, you will see I do follow some celebrities, and some YouTube people... But that's purely for little comical references which I can later bring up in conversations with the cool 'hip' kids at work. For instance:

"Oh my God... Did you SEE what Lily Allen tweeted last night?"

Point of fact. I don't and will never follow her. That was just a random example.

I guess there are highlights to the world of twittering, twitting, and twirping.

Another one I am glad to follow, just for cool references is FragDolls - which is a twitter for gamer girls. I don't know if I would class myself as a 'gamer girl' for sure. But I do play World of Warcraft every now and then, so I feel a kinship towards the type.

This little nugget was acquired just earlier.

So thanks to Twitter, I have found this. A young boy, 'freaking out' because his mom took away his World of Warcraft account....

And now. Thanks to YouTube I have had a spat with a little dipshhh.... um, another YouTuber. Apparently, and I quote:

"wtf this is not fake he is a fucking gamer and adicted u can tell ur not a gamer"

Ouch. Harsh. Wait.. What? I bless the Internet for bringing such joys to my life, and curse it for letting annoying kids play with the Internet. Plus, there is an annoying none usage of grammar in everything I read these days. I can't be the only person who thinks that the English language is falling into the abyss that is the Internet, can I? Sure, I make up my own sentences, and put words in orders that other people wouldn't (exhibit A)... but I try to spell, and that counts for something if you ask me!

To conclude on this point. I hate the Internet, and I love it. But more than that, I am insanely annoyed that this little brat of a boy spelt about 3 things wrongly, and didn't use ANY punctuation/ grammar. Say it with me. "Summer school".

To veer totally off track now. I went to the IMax cinema in Manchester for the very first time. I didn't think I would be impressed. They say its 8 stories tall. I scoffed. But man, is it big. And when the action started I was pretty much mesmerised. I can imagine that seeing one of those documentary type films on it would be cool. Seeing Transformers on it was intense, and sensory overload, but lets face it, robots are cool and everyone knows it. WOO!

I am ScumBagSam.

I am here.

I am blogging.

One more time

Mmm.

We don't stop.

Guess what? Guess what? I am the worst time keeper in the world. And I can't manage time either. So I can't manage it and i can't keep it - I guess the only thing to do is let it go and if it loves me it will come back...? Is that the rule? I am officially letting time go.

Its been over 2 months since I blogged, and to be honest, its because I couldn't be bothered to blog. I lost the love of it. I wanted to write, but I felt what I was writing was, well, dull. And of no importance to anyone but myself. Blogging is a selfish thing isn't it? But on a whole I do try to entertain. I think I lost the sparkle of it all along the way. Sad. I know.

But I'm back. Nothing extremely exciting has happened. Um... lets see, since April I think... Well, I have been working. No change there. Got together with a guy. Who is now officially the boyfriend, but me and my work colleagues have titled him B'f (pronounced buff, as if you didn't know!). Yes, its been fun. It was also my birthday on the 1st June. Which was good, and pleasant and all the things birthdays should be.

Friends, gifts, hugs, kisses and people forgetting, and then remembering and feeling bad about forgetting. As per then.

The only thing that has changed really is my room is a mess (wait.. I said change... that's not a change Sam!). I have a new musical instrument. A ukulele. Woo! And more DVDs. Which is good. I am also suffering from a cold. A bad, bad cold.

I was getting it last week (not swine flu, stop panicking. Stop it, I can see it in your eyes. Don't worry!), but decided that I couldn't have it then because I had a shit mad busy week and an even busier weekend at York races for a Hen Do. (a classy one, mind). So yeah, my body listened to me. it hit me hard yesterday and even worse today. Cut to scene: Sam sitting at her lap top in her PJ's. Obviously not been to work today....

I am hoping that me 'resting' today means tomorrow I will be better, because I have a date with a boy which must involve kissing (it must, no 2 ways about it), and on Saturday I have to be in top form for seeing Transformers at the IMax in Manchester. So. I have given myself today to catch up on rest and all my Internet obligations. Which made me sad.

I love Internet obligations. To tweet or not to tweet. Sadly, more often than not I don't. Because when i use the Internet its just to email the Bf and that's pretty much it (one track minded girl now... erm... not). But I have realised I have to make time. So one day a week I will blog. I will. I must. But when? God knows. Again, whats with time. Where does it go? I always complain about time, but I seriously can't fathom a way to use it to my advantage. Ah well. Never mind, eh?

I will probably go now. Go and sit and take more tablets and hope that this is it for the cold. Ooh, an invite to the cinema.. should I? I would feel bad to go when I couldn't go to work... but... but.... I want to go. Damn it. I will have to ponder this for a while. Anyway. Its good to be back, and I hope at least one person other than me reads this.

I will return in a few days to update on the Transformers movie. Its important you all know what I think of that whore Megan Fox. hehe.

Sam