my sister, the comedian

Note the way she has written the job title. Har har, parp parp, Little Sis.

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Protected: in through the nose, out through the mouth

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i hate the nhs (a little bit more)

Men, avert your eyes now.
So, just when I thought I could relax… this evening (after returning home from another staff meal where, oh not again, the bloody CEO requested that I sit next to him - ARGH leave me alone!!!!!), I returned home to a letter from my GP. Of course, this was sent out [...]

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lalalallaalalalalalalalallalalaallaalaaa madness

I hate O2. My phone is dead. End of the world imminent.
I am still covered in toner.
The 1,500 words (initially two 750 worders) has turned into one 1,450 worder which has had my RSI playing up and a second 750 worder that is yet to materialise.
G’agh. I swear that time is passing slower than usual. [...]

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Protected: buzz buzz buzz

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Protected: ok - i am going to die aren’t i?

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squash

Ha!

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thievin’ bloggers: olivia’s me-me

It seems there’s yet more thieving going on in the world of blogging. I stole this from Hoverfrog and Dom and Goron and now also from Cataclismical! Hoverfrog stole it from Olivia. What a bunch of naughty bloggers.
1. What time did you get up this morning?
Unusually early – 7.30am today. It’s all really manic with [...]

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cheat

Eat that.

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green idiot mode :)

Ok, I haven’t got the time - nor energy - to really do more than just piss about with The Camera this evening. It is therefore in Green Idiot Mode just to play with. All very confusing. Will need a lesson with Dom. But, in Dummy Mode (ha ha, in joke going on here with [...]

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question

Does anyone know what the hell happened to Hamish?!

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Protected: scott (usual pw)

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how to feel great in one easy step

Get a mate like Scott.

Incidentally, I don’t remember this car thing. At all. And as I was driving, I certainly wouldn’t have been drinking, which says a lot about how great it was(n’t).

Pity about the missing ‘ but at least he didn’t put “God your beautiful”.
So, feeling pretty smug today.

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today’s good news so far

This morning there was a letter for me. I never seem to get post these days, unless it is a bill or a bank statement. It was from the Chartered Institute of Public Relations (CIPR) and it confirmed that I have been accepted onto their Diploma course. Hurrah. So, I am going “back to school” [...]

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coatman

I can only just cook an egg!!!!!!!! Give me flapjacks!

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oh dear

I haven’t managed to finish all my work (which means I have a heavy week ahead).
I have had a lovely bath to make me feel better (and it has worked so far).
I have eaten a fat plate of scampi and chips potato wedges.
With ketchup.
And THREE LARGE glasses of this Hungarian wine that my dad gave [...]

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Protected: yes, yes, you’re so very important

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Protected: who’s to blame really then?

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the long and winding road*

I have just got home from my Mum and Stepdad’s house in The Middle of Nowhere. I am shattered. Two and a quarter hours of driving, 128 miles, too many idiots with their lights on high because they forgot to put them down again with a car towards them, and one run over deer (no, [...]

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no need(le) to worry too much

Yesterday I spent a good TWO AND A HALF HOURS sitting in the waiting room in St George’s Hospital.
Now, before you all start worrying about me (yes, yes, I know you would all die without me), let me assure you, I am fine. I think. It was only my annual MOT of the sexual [...]

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the edin-dur festival

“…”

(Clicky for bigger)…

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famous funny friends

Ok, this is just silly, but…. (clicky for bigger)
  and
Look at that, a fabulously funny famous friend.
This also means that I now have ONE person on my friends list who I kinda don’t know at all (as in Mark) because I don’t think sharing a joke about a pig makes you mates (no, it [...]

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if it isn’t nailed down…

I have just realised that in the four days I was off work, some little bugger here has stolen my little pad of luminous yellow post it notes! How very rude. Anyone would think I worked with students or something!
I am not “feeling the blogging love” today either guys. Sorry. I have a hangover. Photos [...]

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two things ye must know today, brother

1.1  I know you check my blog on your phone. I have a tracker, you bloody idiot.
2.1  SNORT!!!!!!!
(2.1.1  Bluesoup: ARGH!!!!!! - yeah. Already.)

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edinburgh festival: in brief

Back later to review. If I can be arsed.
Maybe.
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one day i’ll fly away… but hopefully not any time soon

Got back and through my door at about 23.45. It’s pissing it down here in Little Place - typical. It was a lush day in Edinburgh. I have so much to blog about - review the shows we took in (10 in 2.5 days - not bad going), discuss how my housemate drove me around [...]

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death star canteen

Related to this post. See the man in action.

Enjoy!
“See” you tomorrow. x

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do it again

Another post-dated post. I have been singing this all bloody weekend. Your turn. Love Bluex
 

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good luck pinky

I hope this posts ok. I am off either on my way to Edinburgh or already there, but wanted to wish Pinky luck!! x

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Protected: boozy blue

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horsing around

I went out for Flirty’s birthday last night, as planned. Went to Nanu’s house first to feast on pasta and chicken and vodka and diet coke with him and Potter and get more in the mood to go out. When we left to walk to the bus stop, it was raining and as we got [...]

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british grub

I forgot how close to divinity a good old fish finger sarnie is.
Gotta run. Chaos awaits.

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surfacing

Gone 1pm and I have finally dragged my arse out from under the duvet. I am wasting my life in a haze of Mini Cheddars, Tell It To The Fishes, Saturday morning television and a hot bubble bath.
Goodness it is dreary out there.
My room is a pigsty. There are knickers everywhere.
I can’t even be bothered [...]

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Protected: how guilty

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ha! fuck everybody in the whole world

Blue soup’s Facebook status as of 13.25: [Blue soup] is going out of her way to irritate other people.

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a little less fishy

Well I never. This morning was almost a bearable journey into work. The good thing about the summer (ha, well, this year’s excuse for summer) is that August sees a large percentage of Business Types pack up their crap and their kids and disappear off on holiday. The bright side (boom boom) to this summer [...]

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Protected: long day

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Protected: resignation letter

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posh tosspot

And one final grumble out of me today…
Have you ever had to transcribe an interview with someone who has a “yar yar” lar-di-dar voice, the kind of “I’ve got so much money and my teeth are too big for my mouth and I just sound so unbelievably posh and bored all the time” voice? A [...]

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irate

God some people are so fucking dumb. I can’t say any more without sticking YET ANOTHER protected post up so I will leave it at that.
Have you ever felt like you’re stuck in a box and the lid has been put on and some bastard has taped you in with brown tape so that you [...]

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Protected: [pin] prick

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whoops of joy

Completely unrelated to the post before!
Hopefully, hopefully…
Mark Watson, Simon Amstell, Kirsten O’Brien…
Hopefully…
Fingers crossed for me, dear bloggy friends.
I will follow my housemates to the ends of the earth (umm, ok out of Pleasance One) for the rest of my time at the Edinburgh Festival if the cave to my demands to see aforementioned acts.
Oh. God. [...]

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rage* on the jubilee line

*And, for once, it wasn’t me!
Last night I went to see filming of Mock the Week at BBC Television Centre thanks to a friend offering me a free ticket. The Sister “hates me to the death” because one of the panelists was Ed Byrne who she totally worships (we’re talking on the same level as [...]

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spoon

Are you the spoon? Please just tell me. It is driving me nuts!!! Who is the spoon? Who, who?

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she has no time

I have no time. I can barely find time to eat a sandwich. Another Mr TT cheese and pickle masterpiece.
And I have nearly gone through a packet of Trident gum (raspberry and peach - very nice combination actually).
Sorry all.
We can discuss boobs a bit more, if you like. How do you like them? Big? Small? [...]

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i hate technology

I haven’t had a rant since yesterday, so lets sort that out.
Ok, you probably remember the joy of joys that went with getting my new pay-as-you-go mobile phone?  Incidentally, I still haven’t been sent a SIM card or a charger. Admittedly I only bought the phone because I wanted a handset to use while I [...]

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another boob

Chucked off my computer so that The Big Boss’s son (!?!?! for some reason he is doing an audit of the IT equipment for the IT Dude here) can get the serial number. Ah, I thought, I may as well get the afternoon coffee while he does it.
In The Cafe, Other Coffee Lady smiles at [...]

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i am spartacus

Well, actually, I am not. Not anymore. My giraffe is, however. See. And look at how many races he has either won or come second place in! What a wonderful giraffe. Alas, he is too tired to race for the time being. Poor Spartacus. (Clicky for bigger picture)

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peanut m&ms

I just ate a whole packet.
Without stopping to breathe (ok, a slight exaggeration, but it didn’t take long!!)
Now I feel sick.
And my mouth is really dry.
But I can’t be bothered to get up and fetch a drink.
Mep.
(Is it me, or are sweet packets all getting smaller?!?!)

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thriller for monday

1,500 plus CPDRC inmates of the Cebu Provincial Detention and Rehabilitation Center, Cebu, Philippines practising the Thriller dance routine. Why? Lord knows. Good stuff though.

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digs

Oh, and one other thing… this is kind of aimed at a few guys. But I have wondered why, why, why you have to finish things off with a dig? It’s not necessary. Ok, so you’re joking! Well, time to grow up. It pisses me off. It isn’t funny. It makes me think you are [...]

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girls don’t like me

There. Time to just accept it. Oh, another complaining post. *Sigh*
D’ya ever just want to throw your head back and scream?! G’agh. Ok, so the story this time… We’re out, a fairly reasonable bunch of us, in a pub in Cesspit. There was football practice today, but I didn’t make it. Ok, so I only [...]

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baby ballroom

WTF??!?!?!
I know Saturday Night Telly is rot, but…
Oh. My. God.
!!!!!!
What a pile of wank.
(PS - I flipped over on to it BY MISTAKE!)

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pretty girl draws claws out

Ok, I know I haven’t finished my story from earlier, but it’s not that interesting anyway. Maybe I’ll continue tomorrow. I am still too tired and am about to show my wild party animal self up by crawling into bed where I do think I could sleep for a whole year.
But, before I leave…
I just [...]

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but one other thing, quickly!

There’s a whole LOAD of you lurkers about. Loads of you, people who just don’t comment. You don’t even say “hi”, nothing. You just take my words, suck them in, and then just leave.
And then return again later, or tomorrow, or in a couple of days time…
Do you really never have anything to say? Nothing [...]

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back to Little City

Last night was good. It was odd though. Not the people (although they are a little odd in their own endearing little ways), but being back in Little City. It was rather traumatic in places.
I found it really hard to do the old commute. Not the physicality of it, I mean, but the mental side. [...]

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Protected: lindsay lohan

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myPOD: reunion

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the rockafeller skank (according to an irishman)

And it went, erm, “Funk soul brother… right about now… yeah… it’s the, it’s the funk soul brother… check it out. It’s, er, well… it’s the funk soul brother, essentially. He’s coming. He’s coming at you. It’s the, well… it’s the funk soul brother.”
And after a while, I began to penetrate the meaning of [...]

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a clue

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the bike ride that wasn’t

Ok, so I didn’t go for a ride on the motorbike yesterday. Sorry to disappoint.
At 5pm I left the office with Sales Girl and as we headed around the corner to the tube, we saw Mr TT’s head poking out of the doorway of The Cafe and looking down the road (for me, one would [...]

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i know you want to know about the bike ride…

THERE IS A SPOT THE SIZE OF A SMALL COUNTRY ON MY CHIN.AND IT HURTS (not as much as my leg, but it still hurts).
And I am so woozy from these antibiotics. Had two during the day and was fine. Took a third after work and then (foolishly) had a small glass of white wine [...]

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from the mind of a genius (not me, of course)

Darth Vader: I will have the penne all’arrabiata.
Canteen Worker: You’ll need a tray.
Darth Vader: Do you know who I am?
Canteen Worker: Do you know who I am?
Darth Vader: This is not a game of who the fuck are you. For I am Vader, Darth Vader, Lord Vader. I can kill you with a single thought.
Canteen [...]

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going for a ride

Time: 1.13pm
Place: The Cafe
Order: Cheese and pickle sandwich (not too much pickle though), please.
Mr TT: “So, are we still on then?”
Blue soup: “On for what?”
Mr TT: “Are we still on?”
Blue soup: “On for what?” Just repeating the same question word for word will not make it any clearer if I don’t understand you the first [...]

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myPOD: this is how i feel today

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Protected: evidence

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Protected: i can’t face the details really.

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betrayed. again.

Someone has done something that they shouldn’t have. Someone just can’t keep their bloody mouth shut or respect a request for privacy.
I sure do pick ‘em, don’t I?!
ARGH!!!!
(Last night’s horrors coming up…

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Protected: unhinged woman

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Protected: always the same

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in the wars

Not doing at all well at the moment my chicos and chicas. My leg is getting worse. It’s now gone a fetching purpley-black colour, like a huge bruise all around the cut (which is actually more like a hole and I am only exaggerating a little bit). It is also very painful. This is worsened [...]

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Protected: myPOD: baby blues

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and then the world came crashing down

God, it is all change in The Family. I now feel unbelievably sick. A really nasty twisted feeling in my gut. It’s awful. It doesn’t even affect me directly. It just goes to show that I have grown up and, more surprisingly, other people have noticed. Last week First Year Flatmate comes to me for [...]

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since you last heard from me…

I have crossed the River Thames three times: once on a train from the Perilous Concourse to Impossibly Busy Station; once driving over Kew Bridge early on Saturday morning; finally, swooping over the Queen Elizabeth II bridge yesterday evening while feeling very sorry for all the people going anticlockwise on the M25 stuck in miles [...]

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myPOD: hole in the wall… i mean, leg, hole in the leg! my leg! meh

Just urgh! Oh, and also OUCH!!!! It is a lot worse than it looks. It’s so bad, in fact, that they may have to amputate. That is assuming my leg doesn’t just fall off first.
And to preempt your questions:  I have no idea. But I am never doing it again. Whatever it was.

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i am so hungover this morning…

…that I am not sure I am even alive.

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