Not My Usual Style...

I'd like to have the time to write an intelligently constructed post about football, the place it holds in our modern day western society, the influence it exerts on culture and media, the money that the industry generates and spends, my relationship with it as a female in a male dominated sporting world, and the James Corden sketch on comic relief, but I don't...

So instead I'll just say... four - one.

:-)

So Little Time...

Having not posted for a few days now, I realise just how much I've missed saying... how good Twestival was, all about my night out on Friday at the Rodewald Suite http://tiny.cc/L3tQ3 listening to the Matt Nickson Quartet (all three of them) play some very cool jazz, how much fun Saturday night with friends and Cranium was, how delicious Sunday lunch at the Foxcote near Chester was...

And alongside all those things that make me look like I actually have a life, some serious issues that have arisen today to do with copywrite and intellectual property; New Zealand's new laws http://tiny.cc/JOuiJ and Facebook's secret decision to steal all its users content http://tiny.cc/PDt6U being the two main ones that are causing concern, and some serious women bashing in the shape of a survey suggesting women who wear clothes and can't say 'No' in seven different languages are 'asking for it' http://tiny.cc/ZMCd2 and a delightful Facebook group dedicated to the delicate art of beating up women, http://tiny.cc/dveQA special honours going to Chris Brown.

All of which I could talk about, write about in depth. All of which really warrant a post in their own right. All of which would make me seem much cooler than what I AM going to actually post next.

The Nano group have a 1000 word Mills and Boon challenge for this month.

The deadlines is tomorrow night at midnight.

Mine will be appearing here. Please don't hold your breath...

*sighs...

Twestival

This evening I will be going to Twestival in Liverpool. For at least the third time, I almost typed 'Twestical' there, but I think that is something else entirely. Perhaps to be used in a modern version of the mills and boon challenge the nano group have going at the moment. I digress.

It's at Leaf Cafe, a venue which I've never been to, and it's an entirely new event- there has never been Twestival before, let alone one in Liverpool. There will, it seems, be live music, and auctions of items as diverse as spa treatments, photographs and Stephen Fry's socks (worn). Oh and of course, a raffle.

I had planned to wear jeans. No, let me rephrase that... I almost always wear jeans anyway, and I had considered which of my narrow selection of tops I might wear with them. But then... on twitter... things changed...

There was talk of... shopping.

Now let me say right up front; I'm not adverse to a bit of shopping. I find clothes shopping a little stressful, being not the size six that the fashion industry seems to have deemed worthy of wearing its broadest selection of clothes (don't start me...), but I do like having new things to wear. However, aside from the fact that I am skint, one thing I do find very stressful is shopping under pressure. I find shopping to a deadline for clothes is almost always result in disappointment- you can never find anything you like, and then the 'stand by' things you already owned that you'd planned to wear if you couldn't find anything always seem shabby in comparison.

It seems that for the aforesaid twitterers, the shopping trip was a success, and new clothes were purchased for display this evening. This may also be something to do with the fact that they managed to get out of the house in that strange time of the day they call 'morning', which probably relieved the 'panic' element I would have felt if I'd left the house at one o'clock. I look forward to admiring their look and congratulating them on their purchasing prowess.

For myself, I will just wear my jeans and be content. And hope there isn't a dress code... o_O

Procrastination

I am supposed to be arranging 'I Have a Dream' for the gospel choir that will be arriving here in one hour and fifty minutes. I also have to shop for food, and pack to go away later this evening. Instead, I am trying to rearrange the words 'Liverpool' and 'England' on my profile, so that they will be on different lines. This has included a significantly long phone call, and some rapid upskilling in HTML, along with a discussion about how different pages may communicate with different servers.

I really don't need to do that. I need to do the other things.

This is the story of my life.