tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24434726995737103482024-03-14T02:25:25.489-07:00Casper's Caperskathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-51572593444566296772010-05-08T14:55:00.000-07:002010-05-08T14:59:16.030-07:00I LIKE THESE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfdqpRCyjq7kOF7nhXgeqGUVYN5eU0Jt5EXKjqNmHovUiXT5eSNyhSTdp__BuRjWALaTlUdAFZE7DsD7Vb-r3-Hdf8dkhEAjq5wkLdg_49-QzX4yaxjVljMl2JuPvzcMV9ANyABrBMos/s1600/tumblr_l0bkdrpjOR1qan2w1o1_500.png"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469021694562238770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfdqpRCyjq7kOF7nhXgeqGUVYN5eU0Jt5EXKjqNmHovUiXT5eSNyhSTdp__BuRjWALaTlUdAFZE7DsD7Vb-r3-Hdf8dkhEAjq5wkLdg_49-QzX4yaxjVljMl2JuPvzcMV9ANyABrBMos/s320/tumblr_l0bkdrpjOR1qan2w1o1_500.png" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnhcWxvGsVSV_BJGfP0L6hijuPQPhjVeRp8mcyYjakx4UZzutb_scK21MlLuZdoOzYNP32au0Seg_yf3V0Ij-rVaACa7aKn5GzhvVy1hPqTaDS4X7OR4TykEX3cBYcyT3U3YOPs3Im13U/s1600/tumblr_l0bpwcGPCT1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469021685849238658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnhcWxvGsVSV_BJGfP0L6hijuPQPhjVeRp8mcyYjakx4UZzutb_scK21MlLuZdoOzYNP32au0Seg_yf3V0Ij-rVaACa7aKn5GzhvVy1hPqTaDS4X7OR4TykEX3cBYcyT3U3YOPs3Im13U/s320/tumblr_l0bpwcGPCT1qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" /></a> </div>kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-19922903783319558632010-05-03T03:58:00.000-07:002010-05-03T04:01:42.271-07:00I want to see....How long I can stay in bed for without being told I should eat something or stretch my legs before they stop working again and getting dragged out of bed. I've been in here for 13 hours so far......I'm running out of supplies.....I still have a pint glass full of water and some lollies.....I might have a cereal bar from yesterday in my bag aswell.kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-83261883350436874772010-04-04T05:26:00.000-07:002010-04-04T05:32:01.288-07:00DAY FOUR...I haven't been out since Wednesday...that's four days ago.....one more day to go and I get released for a doctors appointment and a haircut and then I get to go to work the next day. I am so bored I have starded playing solitaire and spent around £60 on itunes......I may even start reading a book and at a push make some sort of attempt at my English coursework.kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-84463189712118594552010-04-03T05:32:00.000-07:002010-04-03T05:36:02.181-07:00blast from the past.Today I found out that my pirmary school boyfriend is now a model.....I don't know why but this annoys me slightly. I haven't seen him for 11 years, maybe more and now we are friends on facebook. This has made my day slightly more interesting.kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-36650600619726278352010-04-02T15:43:00.000-07:002010-04-02T16:09:09.840-07:00The results of my de-cluttering<div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>I decided today to clear my study up.</div><div>I went through all my books and papers and old school stuff and paints and crayons and photos and all sorts.</div><div>Then I finally got to my MASSIVE pile of magazines and newspaper clippings that I've had going for about four years. I went through them all and made a pile of what i wanted to stick up on my walls (because, yes I'm a wanky teenager trying to be cool)<br />My room is very tidy now (it only took my 18 years but I have learnt to put things away straight away over the last month or so) and was beginning to feel big so I've made it feel nice and small again by covering the 2 and a half available walls with said cut outs. However I haven't got round to cleaning up the mess I made in my study because sticking and cutting took me 3 hours. </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1K4TsNehSLFsi0yi7k_Z5tRQi71bS1ecXztKXXviZDFtIqB7yMpPTmKeWOFTlP5TzsLu6P8DIRePOrSVGPlILehPgh_XZaziCWulOMF5kdBA_GTiLEfvgXNd9wjwpeotgCIAWdGFFR_Q/s1600/CARNAGE+POST+TIDY.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455677430958669138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1K4TsNehSLFsi0yi7k_Z5tRQi71bS1ecXztKXXviZDFtIqB7yMpPTmKeWOFTlP5TzsLu6P8DIRePOrSVGPlILehPgh_XZaziCWulOMF5kdBA_GTiLEfvgXNd9wjwpeotgCIAWdGFFR_Q/s320/CARNAGE+POST+TIDY.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>CARNAGE/MEDIA GRAVEYARD.</div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi73iXYo-ioL7Ms06wn25pWOFFeePAzwq18dZ7NnZIayhNQZhKmeqSv79d61HF4qyuA3qcSOYaxLvsXpaQdgVr3XhI2rW0RE5LEZdxj7hsflXnBT15AMJPnDU2GwVZm3MdpZK7XcTVqKSc/s1600/room+1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455679523228373138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi73iXYo-ioL7Ms06wn25pWOFFeePAzwq18dZ7NnZIayhNQZhKmeqSv79d61HF4qyuA3qcSOYaxLvsXpaQdgVr3XhI2rW0RE5LEZdxj7hsflXnBT15AMJPnDU2GwVZm3MdpZK7XcTVqKSc/s320/room+1.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibR4IJ182MSp1rneigq-TjbDSn7l_UjlUnxebDpp_7RT4oRIIONWuO0e7axrcIyAls0HSyHFUzqT7C6eDn25dtCneRvZSOxxOhiQRgTXSZOLudcAOph2xs1dLlDJI3NLSjvqDYGxX-tFE/s1600/room+3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455679511753356594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibR4IJ182MSp1rneigq-TjbDSn7l_UjlUnxebDpp_7RT4oRIIONWuO0e7axrcIyAls0HSyHFUzqT7C6eDn25dtCneRvZSOxxOhiQRgTXSZOLudcAOph2xs1dLlDJI3NLSjvqDYGxX-tFE/s320/room+3.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /> </div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHO6XpUNNFZVzPyL3SBT2ZgQNKpHjQ_kU5jK_qhXbqREn1oUSBljkSMUutaorguGlhv7FJ9ia4zpY-Ymw7GK5m6JXPde8O9qGDFqbRXScJ0F7QlEm6TdS3z3_MdAB_guN7LrkXH07iu8U/s1600/room+2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455679518746747506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHO6XpUNNFZVzPyL3SBT2ZgQNKpHjQ_kU5jK_qhXbqREn1oUSBljkSMUutaorguGlhv7FJ9ia4zpY-Ymw7GK5m6JXPde8O9qGDFqbRXScJ0F7QlEm6TdS3z3_MdAB_guN7LrkXH07iu8U/s320/room+2.jpg" /></a><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>I don't think the photo's do my room justice but hey....what can I say.....I am ill equipped.</div></div></div>kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-22468040590180707772010-04-01T12:36:00.000-07:002010-09-29T11:06:51.210-07:00I havent changed since I was 3...HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE????<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dz4kCTWCKTqOFLkE1WHXlMhMQnoZzOSWZFxujtXjBRm8GAQxd9C0tUYfUIsVoZ5JrFxlPu6tpSj3kd6iv1Q78oYhsoGnJr1nOJZJ2jZbWk2KjdgfDuvqxKwz-oCwZBR4wVRWcZovUmM/s1600/I+still+look+like+this+wtf.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455255567743628754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6dz4kCTWCKTqOFLkE1WHXlMhMQnoZzOSWZFxujtXjBRm8GAQxd9C0tUYfUIsVoZ5JrFxlPu6tpSj3kd6iv1Q78oYhsoGnJr1nOJZJ2jZbWk2KjdgfDuvqxKwz-oCwZBR4wVRWcZovUmM/s320/I+still+look+like+this+wtf.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's disturbing.kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-39685476219952436392010-03-27T14:13:00.000-07:002010-03-27T14:24:29.463-07:00Today I decided to try my hand at origami.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0gY_KL4c2zJQMdocf2vn8hwcXYwMZfYqlkA6zsFl3gkR6CHsQdv0NZVUolPMlhurikA9omv5eX4rmZ-jaMvG4nMATVz5YEcb9FWHwD8Rk1KTvuV6-tsfdsDu-ta_mKaQs3y_PWTZtcg/s1600/origami+knot.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453426933707428274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA0gY_KL4c2zJQMdocf2vn8hwcXYwMZfYqlkA6zsFl3gkR6CHsQdv0NZVUolPMlhurikA9omv5eX4rmZ-jaMvG4nMATVz5YEcb9FWHwD8Rk1KTvuV6-tsfdsDu-ta_mKaQs3y_PWTZtcg/s320/origami+knot.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGdv0eKMvNflWTanaCXtMLTWn7EZGk_-ZZmgRlK-L-d708WW5hqEEMPiAJCspPmNe9vPuw-iLdH2xHW5KsDDXoZ1pvOnH1dZMOtkh3XwwqW8TWQsQ6YwIkktLjVRXfrYbCYAUmlRa9lM/s1600/first+origami+creation.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453426828758807394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpGdv0eKMvNflWTanaCXtMLTWn7EZGk_-ZZmgRlK-L-d708WW5hqEEMPiAJCspPmNe9vPuw-iLdH2xHW5KsDDXoZ1pvOnH1dZMOtkh3XwwqW8TWQsQ6YwIkktLjVRXfrYbCYAUmlRa9lM/s320/first+origami+creation.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzvtTi8VqS4IJQkPcU6L3w1X2uYPZgUeT8gFhnPoUseOPDxmrJQGGy61tKj9P3UVi_7EZZH2H6mp_fQOhNb3T-XPKphgS0A22OagT8Jz0DFauPRj0pihkP45bNU9eLnFAaMMjhlFWEu4/s1600/origami+swan+family.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453426719640649890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPzvtTi8VqS4IJQkPcU6L3w1X2uYPZgUeT8gFhnPoUseOPDxmrJQGGy61tKj9P3UVi_7EZZH2H6mp_fQOhNb3T-XPKphgS0A22OagT8Jz0DFauPRj0pihkP45bNU9eLnFAaMMjhlFWEu4/s320/origami+swan+family.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>I did the Big swan first. I got a little bit cocky, tried to make a butterfly but totally screwed it up so I cut up the paper and made it into four little swans (one of them looked totally deformed because the paper wasn't very cleanly cut so I binned it). The knot was actually pretty easy and logical to make but the instructions made it sound so fiddly.</div><div> I feel so crafty :).</div><div> </div><div>Enjoy. </div></div></div>kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-33611315068919411172010-03-27T13:35:00.000-07:002010-03-27T14:12:58.970-07:00Tea, cake and cheap wall paper in the ladie's loos.Yesterday step father, mother and I all went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ashdown</span> Park Hotel for afternoon tea to celebrate the mother's birthday. I was told days before I was to dress up a little, I wasn't allowed to wear denim, was made to wear a skirt and sensible shoes. I felt like I was going to church.<br />So the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">outfit</span> I picked was kind of like a shrunken version of an outfit you'd expect to see a stereotypically upper class, old, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">British</span> lady in, complete with a string of pearls. However I managed to flick a cigarette onto my tights earlier that day and made a tiny hole right above my knee which turned into a huge ladder, wore the wrong pair of loafers (I have two pairs of the same shoes) and wore the pair that have been worn so much they've expanded two sizes and one kept flying off, and my skirt (a nice tartan blue, green and black tulip skirt with <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">gold</span> buttons on the pockets, a nice little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">topshop</span> creation) was clearly made for short people. To make matters slightly worse my parents had forgotten about the tattoo on the back of my leg and kept thinking there was something wrong with my tights until they realised.....Oh the shame.<br /><br />So we pull up to this massive posh looking hotel, deer and rabbits running along the lawns, lots of nice big cars. And all I can think of is "Shit, they're not going to let me through the door" all the way to the door <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> making desperate efforts to hide my wardrobe malfunction and trying to mend my badly straightened hair. We walk into the foyer some nice guys in suits took out coats and didn't bat an eyelid, they just showed us straight through to what looked like a massive living room. I must add the surroundings were pretty magnificent, incredibly high ceilings, fresh flowers everywhere antique furniture wonderful light fittings (although there was one bulb that had gone on the chandelier). So we sit in our arm chairs and choose our teas and I look around and EVERYONE is wearing either jeans or chino's.....I even saw a pair of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">ugg</span> boots.<br /><br />After my second cup of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Assam</span> with milk and two sugars I recovered from my initial shock and embarrassment and a lovely man called <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zoulhan</span> (brilliant name and he sounded like the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Asian</span> character off <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error">fonejacker</span> when he spoke....I loved him) brought us a three <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">tiered</span> tray with mini sandwiches, scones and wonderful little cakes and pastries.<br /><br />The sandwiches were so small they were more of a garnish really, although they were lovely, all the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">usuals</span>, salmon, ham and mustard, quails egg mayo, cucumber etc, oh and the bread was stale so I just ate the fillings.<br />The scones were MASSIVE there were two each and loads of clotted cream and tiny pots of jam. There was a distinct lack of fruit in the fruit scones but hey they were amazing anyway.<br /><br />After sandwich filling, clotted cream and jam with scones and 6 cups of <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Assam</span> (each cup with 2 sugars and milk of course) I had to take a break. I used the excuse that the cakes looked far too beautiful to eat so as not to ruin my amazing eating reputation if I were smarter and had a different bone structure and metabolic rate I could probably give the Gilmore Girls a run for their money.<br /><br />Half an hour later I made it on to the cakes, although I had to beg <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zoulhan</span> for a very large glass of tap water with loads of ice and lemon I managed a little <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error">tiramisu</span> sort of thing and a very very lovely fruit <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error">tartlet</span>.....and then I gave in, we took the little eclairs home with us.....I was so very close but I did feel physically sick after having consumed a months worth of sugar.<br /><br />Having drunk about 4 <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">enormous</span> pots of tea I needed to use the facilities, so I went to the loo, it looked <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error">ok</span>, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error">molton</span> brown soap and hand cream, nice <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">fluffy</span> white hand towels and then that horrible <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error">plasticy</span> embossed sort off wallpaper you get in council flats, it had an orange tinge to it, it was so horrific. I much <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">preferred</span> the toilets at the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error">dorchester</span> (I snuck in their while my parents were picking up friends there to use the loos and they were amazing)<br /><br />My posh hotel experience was ruined a little by a few superficial factors, however I left happy and full of yummy treats and fancy tea. Most <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">importantly</span> mother had fun and really enjoyed it.<br />I had a lovely nap when I got home and then went crazy on ebay, I bought a mini diana camera, a bright stripey jumper, bidded on several useless items and nearly won some second hand dr martens.kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-28700440629709496422009-12-13T11:32:00.000-08:002009-12-13T11:43:33.942-08:00Dearest Kidneys.Please get better there is only so much longer I can cope with the tiredness, pain etc.<div>I left the house for the first time in three days today. It was painful, I felt like a pupa breaking free of it's chrysalis, all icky and ever so slightly blinded by daylight. However, now I'm totally dead, after fitting countless pairs of shoes and being inundated by awkward kids with even more awkward parents and EVEN MORE awkward to fit feet. I'm convinced it was national freaky kids feet day today. I've already had a 2 hour nap and now it's time for yet more history work and I'll probably ring the boyfriend who probably won't listen to a word I say but oh well. Sleepy rant over.</div><div><br /></div><div>I bid you adieu.</div>kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-19593817338855604912009-07-26T13:14:00.000-07:002009-07-26T13:15:39.955-07:00GEDDIT??11 was a race horse.<div><br /></div><div>12 was 12.</div><div><br /></div><div>1111 race.</div><div><br /></div><div>and 12112.</div>kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2443472699573710348.post-33677038213031384952009-07-26T05:03:00.000-07:002009-07-26T05:13:33.353-07:00Facebook is EVILI have recently discovered that there is downside to social networking sites such as facebook.<div>My lovely manager can find things out about me. For example, I really want to bunk work this weekend because I have something better to do but can't for fear some one will tag me in a picture and she will find out that I don't actually have swine flu and then she will probably fire me. Not only does she find out what I'm up to and whether I'm actually ill.... she leaves comments on my status. My brother, cousins and other relatives and family friends also do this. My cousins now have the opportunity to bribe with information obtained from facebook that I really would prefer my parents to not know about. </div><div><br /></div><div>Facebook is a grass.....I hate facebook.</div>kathy shrimp eyeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11590014706450905934noreply@blogger.com0