Noo den. Weel, I toucht dat hit wis time fir something a peerie bit different fae whit you fokk on tv.com usually read. I figure, I'm fae Shetland, why no wricht lik I spik? Exactly.

So, whit hiv I done d'day? Far too much, actually. Haed tae git up at half eicht, an dat wis a hellery in hitself. Efter spendin da last twartree days wakening up at some ungodly time in da efternoon, I wis not plaesed tae see mam standin ower me dis mornin yellin at me tae git up. So I got up, geed on da bus tae da toon, whar I haed nothing tae do until fower in da efternoon (I got in at aboot 11). So, I nipped intae da peerie shop cafe an haed a panini wi salad, and dus do ken? Dey pit doritos in da salad? Whit kind o a hellery is dat?

Onywy, I haed my denner an den headed oot tae clives record shop cis I wanted tae git een o biffy clyro's albums becis biffy clyroir "thesh*z" Got my CD, wanted tae buy some dashboard confessional as weel but dey didna hae ony in the shop. Bastards. So, a peerie bit disheartened, I guid on my wy, an headed tae klaize, a shop I'd nivir been tae afore, an I haed a look at jackets, becis am needin a winter coat an I dunna hae wan. So I guid an got some money oot o da bank, and boucht my coat, an dat wis 60 pound. Den, I headed ower tae Smiths tae look at jeans, but dey were ash*te so I tocht I wid joost git some when I guid back doon sooth. So, den I went aff tae git some fotos developed becis I haed a disposable camera an I needed tae git him wirked wi so dat I could scan da fotos ontae bebo. So intae da Camera Centre I guid, handed ower my camera, an geed fir a walk. I nipped intae da bookshop tae git Stephen King's new book, an den I headed tae Faerdie Maet, an haed a scar o tea, an a glass o coke joost becis hits nice tae hae something cauld. Den, I got my fotos back, an headed ower tae da library, an sat on da computer fir an hoor, an wirkedsh*te on dere. Efter a dat wis by wi, I guid doon tae da bank, first aff Lloyds. Noo, Lloyds isna very good when hit comes tae interest rates, but dey're brawly superior tae da A an L! Dats fir sure. Den, I guid tae da Royal Bank, an haed a meetin wi dem, becis dey ir eedjits, an need tae be telt. So I telt dem, an den mam foned. An shu said, could I ging up til da hopsital an check if da Yaris is yunder? Becis Christine said shu'd left it dere, but shu wis aff her head at da time, and mam couldna raely trust her. So I ran aff tae da hospital, an fun da Yaris, an hit wis fine, so I wander back doon tae da street, got meesel a packet o french fries (Salt an veenegar), mentos, an a Q, an headed fir da bus.

God, I hate goin intae da toon.

blog bloggity blog...

so, what to write, what to write?

I hate having no job! Didn't think I would, but it's starting to slow rot my mental capacity, and I'm sure that's not a good thing. But then, have a look at my day:

Woke up at 3 in the afternoon after having 11 hours sleep, felt slightly rubbish. Was woken up numerous times before hand by the builders, but I was having this fantastically crazy dream and I wanted to finish it!

Ooh my dream! Oh my god, it was amazing! For some reason, we were all on a planet that looked like Edinburgh. But only one street on princes street, and then the rest of it was like stereotypical LA. It was... sunny. And for some reason I was driving a Delorean, except it was a lot more futuristic. But definately a Delorean! Anyway, so I'm driving down this one street in Edinburgh, over and over again, and then I stop the car, and in gets this guy. I can't see what he looks like because he's wearing a sith lord-style cloak, and his face is covered up. But I know that I have to keep driving. So we drive out into stereotypical LA where all the streets look the same and there are palm trees everywhere. And then we stop outside this tent. And we go inside, and there are tons of people, all dressed in really amazing clothes. And then suddenly, I walk down the middle of them, and I'm in a wedding dress. And look at the guy who was in the car, and it turns out I'm marrying Alan Tudyk! Fantastic! If only....

So anyway. The builders kept waking me up and I wanted to finish this dream, so I only got up at 3, I guess you could say it was in protest. That's what I like to believe, anyway.

I then spent most of the day on the phone to the bank (argh!) which, unless you work for a bank, is an horrendous task (and even if you do, don't try to tell me that you enjoy it). And then I spent a record hour and a half looking at and laughing at chuck norris jokes. I'd say that this was sad, but it's Chuck Norris. And that would be an insult, and I don't want to die.

So now it's half 2 in the morning, and I'm chatting to people I don't know from the other side of the world, with my... 8th glass of g+t, and life feels good. I'm unemployed, about to start a scary new future in Edinburgh, but I'm slightly drunk, and that helps the worrying go away.

Warning, contains spoilers.

45 minutes ago, I finished the last Harry Potter book. I can die now.

Seriously though, it is the best book I've read all year. JK Rowling did an amazing job and I think the book will please every fan, it works every way. And the good thing was that it changed my opinion about a lot of the characters.

Harry - It was nice to see him mature a lot, but not in a bad way as he has done in some of the previous books. He seemed to me to be a lot more human this time, and I felt like I could connect to him more.

Ron - Meh, I've never really liked Ron. Not because he was annoying, just that he never really stood out for me that much, and it was the same with this book. Damn him for walking out though, I don't care if he came back, he's still a prat.

Hermoine - I'm still unsure. I really detested her throughout the series, even though I'm not sure why. She wasn't as bad in this book. I liked that her and Ron ended up together, I think pretty much everyone expected it.

Ginny - Loved her in this book, becauseher relationship with Harrywas handled very delicately and it worked. I found myself caring a lot about them in the final half. And when Harry decided not to say goodbye to her, I was nearly screaming at the book. Not on Harry,noton.

Snape - I KNEW IT! Always suspected Snape was on the right side,and when he died, yes I'll admit, I cried a little. Snape is probably the only character aside from Sirius and Lupin that Iever really connected with,and watching him die sucked beyond belief. But again, it was handledvery well, andThe Prince's Tale was by far the best chapter in the book. RIP Snape!

Lupin - Great guy. Always. Liked seeing him and Tonks, although I'm still not sure about the kid storyline. Still, great guy.

Weasleys (in general) - Thought they really worked in this book, especially Molly with her genius quote "Not my daughter, you b!tch!" Hilarious. Fred and George, fantastic. Percy's arrival, nicely played. Percy's joke... horrendous.

The Malfoys - Liked them a lot in this episode. I felt I really saw them for who they were, and gained a new found respect for Draco of all people. Liked Narcissa a lot.

Dumbledore - His back story was brilliant, it was nice to see him as a character who wasn't perfect. Far from it, in fact. But it was also nice to see his obvious regret. A nice way to put his character to rest, so to speak.

Some great quotes/lines. Here are but a few:

"You were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin, and he was possibly the bravest man I ever knew."

"And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes started without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face."

"But the owl lay motionless and pathetic as a toy on the floor of her cage." - RIP Hedwig.

"The green eyes found the black, but after a second something in the depths of the dark pair seemed to vanish, leaving them fixed, blank and empty. The hand holding Harry thudded to the floor, and Snape moved no more."

"NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU B!TCH!"

"Oh, well, lucky we've got such a large supply of Basilisk fangs, then. I was wondering what we were going to do with them."

Well, that's enough HP adoration for now. There will probably be more to come, though, so keep your eyes peeled. Cheerio for now!

... with a pick.

This is so convenient, i'm not doing anything and yet my level percentage just keeps on going up! Such an effort saver!

We have guinea pigs again - they are AMAZING! Eowyn, Eckle and little baby Latty who is our newest addition. She was going to be called Milo but the original Latty turned out to be a guy - Milo is now the memorial guinea pig I guess.

I need a JOB!!! Seriously. I have 20 pounds to last me till the 25th of August and that ain't happening! So I think just now I'll head up to the Chanter and see if I can pry some hours out of their cold feely hands... (if anyone knows the reference then please say, you get a cookie! And maybe a glass of milk but I'm kinda short on that at the mo...)

Cheerio people! Oh, and if anyone is in Edinburgh from the 6th to the 11th of August, please come and see our fringe production, it's gonna be AWESOME!!

xx

Ok.. so I'm not into college. What do I do?.....

There are so many options open to me, especially as I'm now officially on the bottom step of the ladder, and I'm stuck on and island with a population of about half of London, so first things first, I get off the island. Problem. I have no job. Problem 2. I have to be in edinburgh for 4 ish weeks to do a show for the fringe - by the same guy who doesn't want me on his college course... Play find the irony if you wish. So that's four weeks at least in edinburgh. Do I want to stay in Edinburgh? Not particularly. The 'opportunities' in edinburgh aren't exactly spread far and wide. London would obviously be my best shot, but that's expensive. And zero job, means that's not such an easy option. There's also NY, my 'dream' if you wish, but that's also expensive. So it looks like the best idea would be to work for a year, save up money, and then go wherever my heart takes me. But I'm so damned impatient, and I know that if I stay in a city where my friends are lapping up those opportunities simply because they're on a college course, I'll most likely fall into a state of depression and give up on all my hopes and dreams. Yay.

I'm going to speak to Keith, surely he'll be able to tell me what to do....

You know, I think I'm acutally turning into Dr Gregory House. Is that a good thing? Well, I'll never be a medical genius like him - I have an horrendous memory and I would probably enjoy talking to patients, unlike House. But I can't say I don't admire the guy, hell yesterday I was practically begging god to turn me into him. After watching Season 3, Episode 15 (Half-Wit), I have come to the conclusion that Dr House is a complete and utter bast*rd. I have had many heated discussions with my trusted associate Mirador about the fact that House is basically an older, angrier clone of Dr Cox. Maybe that's why I find House so appealing as a character, because he feels like the same person. But there's one difference, and that might be why I like House more. Both men seem to thrive off of their own unhappiness. This is well documented in both shows - Dr Cox pretty much gets this thrown in his face whenever he visits his psychiastrist. As for House, it's just plain obvious. However, Dr Cox has Jordan, and throughout the last series especially, we see him begin to accept the concept of 'happiness'. He understands that in order to get on in life, you have to be willing to change, and it looks like he does. At least, he begins to. House on the other hand, doesn't. He is surrounded by people who seriously care for him, along with some who have genuine love for him, and yet he can barely stand to face that. It's like he's terrified of really living his life. Now, this could be because of the pain, or it could just be because he's a prat - some people are. This doesn't explain why I connect with him so much. Every decision he makes, I feel like I'm suffering for him, along side him.

Don't you just hate it when you realise the people you connect with most, the people you feel the strongest bonds with, are complete and utter jerks?

I really hope I get into college...

Good afternoon world, how are we all doing?...

Meh, don't answer, I'm really not in that much of a caring mood to be honest. If you so desire to let me know then go for it, but unless it's witty it probably won't have much effect. Oh well..

Anyhoo, on with today. For about two months now I've been playing this: http://www.gamershood.com/flashgames/2902 and let me tell you, it's fantastic. It's called 'The Impossible Quiz' (I personally don't believe that for a second) and I urge you all to try it. If you have no common sense and very little logic then it's brilliant for you. Remember, marmite, but pa might not. Ah, I love this guy!

Also, if you haven't already seen it, go onto youtube and watch the Cloak, right now. This second. It is the funniest thing ever. And who wouldn't want to watch a detective cloak fighting communism with the severed floating head of actor Robert Mitchum. It's genius. You can be the meridian vase! And after that, just for fun, go and watch charlie the unicorn, because no day is complete until you've watched a cartoon unicorn have his kidney stolen in a candy mountain. Shunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.

I love House. I've only just realised this, I can't get enough of that program, it's just fantastic. It's times like these I'm glad I'm a struggling british actor. Makes me think that one day, if I try really hard, I can become Hugh Laurie. The actual person. That would be cool. Although I suppose I could settle for just working beside him. What a guy!

I met David Thewlis once, that was random. You watch him in Harry Potter (at least I do) and he looks tiny but then you meet him and he's, like, 7 foot tall. Terrifying. I felt really bad for asking him to sign my book, cos he looked really angry. But then he looks really angry all the time, he's an angry faced man. Hmm..

Ooh and one time I stalked Alan Rickman. That was fun. That's probably the only reason I would ever live in London, just so that I could constantly visit his house like the sad tourist I am. Also, it's fun to talk to the bums in Camden, they always provide me with some new insight into life.

I want to go back to New York really badly. I'd stay in a rubbishy hotel somewhere, and every day I would wander through GreenwichVillage and say hi to all the crazy random people I met last time. And who says it's dangerous for two 18 year old british femaletourists to wander through the village at 1 in the morning? Fools! We were fine! Shout outs go to Nick and Ray at Village Pop Tattoo, you guys rock!

Well,it's stopped raining outside now so I shall wander away from this internet cafe and find me some cafe that does really good (but cheap) cake. I'm in the mood for cheese cake - still. Damn you yumm!

Well my followers, spread thin along the ground, it has been a GREEAAAATTT day. Myself and my friend Chris decided to make a Monday afternoon that little more enjoyable, and headed out into the glorious Edinburgh sunshine/haze to see what this fine city has to offer. Found a delicious little corner shop on Cockburn street (the name still gets me) that sold the most amazing of ice cream. So as we stood outside the shop with our sweets, contemplating the day ahead, a thought hit us.

"Let's go 'tap' the castle"

So off we head to the castle, until we got to the entrance and found the Tattoo preparation was happening, and there was no way we were gonna get near the place, so... what to do, what to do?.... After a moment, we thought it wouldbe nice to look at the castle from the other side. So we set off down the lane, checked out the castle, and were about to head home when we spotted this plaque on the side of the castle wall. There was this.. moment, and suddenly we both realised we had to find out what that plaque said. For those of you who aren't familiar with Edinburgh castle, it's basically built on top of a hill. A nice, grassy hill, which means it's pretty much impossible to reach the castle from the ground. Oh yeah?

Like hell it is. We took about 15 minutes climbing this hill, trying not to get ripped to shreads by nettley-thistley things, and we finally hit the top and it is beautiful. However, we've had to shift along a bit whilst climbing up so we're on the wrong side of the hill from the plaque. What do we do? We kick back, relax, crack open a couple of beers and drink in the copious amounts of Vitamin D that's so hard to come by these days.It was a fantastic hour and a half. We spoke at great lengths about UFOs, spirituality, ghosts and dreams. We discussed our parents, our childhood, the weather, the city, pissing into a volcano, the usual banter really.

So, when the beer was drunk and the day was slowly ending -not to mention the 4 hour shift at Threshers that just wouldn't go away - we began to make our way down the hill. It took us about 5 minutes to make our way down this monster, and then weran right into a couple of coppers sitting in wait for us. Hmm....

Well, after a lengthy discussion about WHY hill climbing is not allowed and various personal details being passed, we were sent on our way. A fun way to end an afternoon me thinks. Not fun enough? Of course not, but we made up for it with another round of that delectable ice cream from the morning. Aaaaahhhh.

Bisto.

How's your heart lately?
Hey... wait a minute, no questionnaire, conversation or query should ever begin with a heart question. Ah, here comes the paranoia...

When was the last time you went out?
What, outside? I believe I went outside a few hours ago... what an odd question...

What was the last movie you saw in theatre?
Technically, movies are not watched at the theatre, therefore I am not obliged to answer the question.

The last place you went?
These questions are horendous! If I remember correctly it was the kitchen, but I may be wrong, these things are never clear to me.

Miss someone?
Ooh, do I? Let me think... nope, not that I can remember.

What made you smile today?
I've just watched season three of Black Books, so you tell me.

Are you in love?
I may or may not be...

When was the last time you were drunk?
Hah, I was quite drunk on Friday. Will be getting quite drunk sometime this week, when I can gather enough money to afford a decent G and T.

Ever loved someone?
Of course.

What is your status right now?
... I'm.... alive... that's about it really.

Did you dream last night?
I'm sure I did, something about Pirates of the Caribbean crossed with a bus, I'm not sure.

What were you doing this morning at 7 am?
I'd just woken up to a fantastic rendition of "The Medallion Calls".

What were you doing this morning at 10 am?
Had just woken up again, this time realising I was ridiculously late for college. Arg.

Name a place you want to visit?
Either the South of France or Tokyo

How many piercings do you have?
None actually, I love my skin too much..... yeah right.

Do you have a tattoo?
Yes actually, and it rocks! Twas a midnight tattoo done in New York and it's just immense in every single way.

What was the last thing you ate?
A small mouthful of cheese, my god I'm hungry.

What was the last thing you drank?
Water.. god how boring!

Do you have a nick name?
I believe people like to call me Lou, or Lou Lou, or in rare circumstances "Louise, you are my little crunchy-girl"...

Are you a type of person who easily gets hurt?
I'm quite idiotic, and fall over lots, but that's about it really...

The last thing you said to one of your friends?
'I shall see you at Rambo my bitter companion!' - very odd I know.

The last person who called you?
My mother, how lovely.

The last person who sent you a message?
My father, the fool.

What cant you live without?
My lungs. That would be a nuisance for sure.

Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
I imagine so.

Would you kiss your ex's boy friends??
.... no... well, how drunk am I?


Having a date?
Yes, yes I am. At this particualr moment in time I am having the best date ever. Oh Tv.com, how you move with your loveliness.  

Who do you want to meet?
Many people. Alan Rickman. Dylan Moran. The girl who plays Pikachu. Pikachu. I wouldn't mind seeing my father to tell him to 'Stop pratting around!'.

Make a wish?
.............. done.