<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567</id><updated>2012-02-10T20:22:35.054Z</updated><title type='text'>Ally™ Ghetto Princess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-4951450863922536859</id><published>2006-11-25T16:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T16:52:48.798Z</updated><title type='text'>Blog moved</title><content type='html'>Blog moved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1ly.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://a1ly.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-4951450863922536859?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/4951450863922536859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=4951450863922536859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/4951450863922536859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/4951450863922536859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-moved.html' title='Blog moved'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-5615287552519040328</id><published>2006-11-25T12:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:00:29.596Z</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Just reading my mates blogs this morning, and I didnt realise how unhappy one of them was.  I feel really bad... I should of been a better friend. And all iv been doing is moaning about how crap one of my friends is, and I myself could be a better friend.  As from today im not going to moan about my old friend anymore.. and im going to be a better friend to all my others!! I have some pretty good mates and I consider myself to be pretty lucky in that respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im sorry if iv been crap, im going to make more effort from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-5615287552519040328?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/5615287552519040328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=5615287552519040328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/5615287552519040328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/5615287552519040328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-8260872012273572321</id><published>2006-11-25T12:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-25T12:21:06.129Z</updated><title type='text'>Todays not going to be a good day</title><content type='html'>First things first, I thought I was okay this morning, I didn’t feel too hungover…. But I made myself a tea instead of a coffee and I always have coffee in the morning. Something’s not right there is it????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway last night - got picked up by the friend I was telling you about, who is also having problems with the “friend” (we’ll call her Lucy – cause that’s not her name!) . Turning up together would annoy HER, but fortunately nothing was said – There were 5 of us in total - let the drinking commence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed immediately that she was wearing the jewellery I got her for her birthday, and I asked her what else she got. She said her mum brought her some PJ’s as well as me… and she couldn’t wait to say “my mum’s were from primark too” 1-0 to her. I turned round to “Lucy” and said “yeah these PJ’s had a picture of a cow on them” Subtle 1-1 ha ha I will win!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much all night she didn’t talk to me, and actually didn’t dance with me, you know how you do? She was all over Lucy though! Keeping talking to her about friends from work, and her fella. The most conversation I got was her showing me a picture on her phone. Totally snubbed me basically. Im not one to sulk (much) so I carried on drinking and generally taking in the atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved round some pubs saw a few people I know which is always good. Pretty early on one of the girls left as she was at work the next day. Things were going pretty steady. Went to the club (not my choice, but im not complaining, it was after all her night). Got some drinks… and Lucy decided to treat us all to come champagne which was a lovely thought. I declined though as im not supposed to drink anything strong, and also the last time I had champagne was my birthday and I was sick, so she got 3 little bottles and a bottle of magners for me (I think I must of drank my body weight in magners - LUSH)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.ratebeer.com/beerimages/8030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we stood on the dance floor having a bop and they were drinking this champagne…&lt;br /&gt;When they’d finished I offered to get HER a birthday drink and the reply I got was “no no you save your money for the house” 2-1 so instead of taking offence I thought “yeah iv saved myself a few quid there – who’s the real loser” 2-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing with one of Lucy’s friends and I moved away from the group slightly, funny as I was having a better time elsewhere! Just as luck would have it as the music got good we went home. Okay so it was about 1.30 so not exactly early. I said bye to my mates and we toddled off out. I wanted chips and so did Lucy so the others went to get pizza. Lucy tried to be silly and pay for her own chips, but she’d brought me a fair few drinks, and so I insisted on paying (im only mentioning this to highlight the fact that I like to pay my way - im sure I mentioned in a previous blog that this friend made me feel quite poor - not that im unhappy about my financial situation as money’s money, you either have it or not, your no better than someone if you have it than someone who doesn’t)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY!!! So after we got the chips we went to meet the others in the pizza shop. We sat munching for a while and then went to get a taxi. I was instructed to get in the front as I was the first drop off. Well got outside my house and the taxi was £4.90. Lucy immediately said not to pay it all (like I wouldn’t) and sort of half heartily the other 2 said “oh yeah, don’t pay it all” they couldn’t of said it less enthusiastically. One of them actually said “I wish it was only £4.90 to my house” lol I was like “yeah? I think it’s expensive to say im in walking distance of town” anyway, I paid the £4.90 and said bye slamming the door behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in the house and got a text from Lucy saying that when the taxi driver dropped them off our “friend” only paid £3. lol so much for being loaded hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure there is stuff im forgetting to put&lt;br /&gt;1 – PJ’s comment - check&lt;br /&gt;2 – Drink comment - check&lt;br /&gt;3 – Taxi comment - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope I think that’s all. Well if I remember anything I’ll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really doubt now that I will hear anything from my friend again, only probably when she moved into her house in “berry hill” which is in fact Mansfield…. Lol hilarious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Ciao for now, im going to get some hangover food!!! Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and first thing this morning I opened my post and had a letter from the doctors saying I was due for a smear! I don’t think its going to be a good day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-8260872012273572321?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/8260872012273572321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=8260872012273572321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/8260872012273572321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/8260872012273572321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-not-going-to-be-good-day.html' title='Todays not going to be a good day'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-4363289797687969497</id><published>2006-11-23T19:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-23T20:19:42.897Z</updated><title type='text'>If I wasnt emo before....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I certainly am now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More fool me for getting dark brown dye instead of medium brown dye and thinking there wont be a deal of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very dark.. almost black... although actually I like it.... thanks to Lynz who's words were "ay-up Mortica" I hope by that you really meant "wow dont you look super sophisticated with your dark brunette hair" lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cam is shit but thought id post a pic. Im looking pretty geeky in one's specs too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/320/252385/hair1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;D-Day tomorrow... the night out for my mates birthday!!! Im not looking forward to it, and I really dont want to go, but if I do go then she hasnt got anything to bitch about me for has she??? Anyway.. I will post all the juicy details Saturday!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-4363289797687969497?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/4363289797687969497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=4363289797687969497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/4363289797687969497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/4363289797687969497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-i-wasnt-emo-before.html' title='If I wasnt emo before....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-8380128650976897391</id><published>2006-11-22T16:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:45:56.638Z</updated><title type='text'>Snobby kids</title><content type='html'>Taken from a discussion on Maxxd forums the more I think about spoilt little kids at this time of year it irritates me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that all the real Christmas spirit has been ruined by mardy spoilt little kids.  When I was younger I was lucky if I got a bike OR games console (back in the days of Master System &amp; Mega Drives) not both! And certainly not PC’s, Laptops, endless games and consoles year in year out (xbox one year DS the next). I think kids these days are spoilt too much, and it’s the parents fault. Allowing their kids to act like little brats is quite frankly appalling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that parents want the best for their kids and buying them nice presents will make them happy.  But there is a limit between nice and over the top.  I think kids should be grateful for what they are given, not annoyed at what they aren’t given.  I would have never had the nerve to EXPECT loads of presents, and was always genuinely surprised when my parents brought me something fabulous, but to expect this year in year out is wrong. To allow your children to act like this is shocking, and it’s the parent’s responsibility to bring their kids up proper with manners and RESPCT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of adults are all these kids going to turn into?  Nasty snidey snobby teenagers with attitude problems if they don’t get the right designer clothes (I see kids in town dressed in more expensive clothes than me), dripping in the latest technology. They don’t know the value of money which I think is terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mobile phones are another topic of annoyance for me… why the hell do parents buy their kids mobile phones at young ages, and insist on keeping them in credit??? I don’t want to hear no bull about it’s so the parents know where their kids are cause its bollocks. My mum and dad let me out without a mobile phone, the streets were just as dangerous when I was young as what they are now – it’s just that paedophiles are more publicised now. God forbid should a teenage run out of credit on said mobile phone… what the hell are they spending their pocket money on?!  And surely the child is more at danger as they are more attractive to a mugger with an ipod and latest mobile phone hanging round their ungrateful little necks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having one big present a year never did me any harm, and quite frankly I enjoy working hard for my nice things, and I will appreciate things more because of the hard work that’s gone into achieving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are of course all my own opinions, I know everyone won’t agree with me, although they will be the people that are getting their kids a laptop and an Xbox this year (and an Ipod off their gran)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-8380128650976897391?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/8380128650976897391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=8380128650976897391' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/8380128650976897391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/8380128650976897391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/snobby-kids.html' title='Snobby kids'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-7254464941176402489</id><published>2006-11-21T17:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-21T17:37:31.364Z</updated><title type='text'>Busy day</title><content type='html'>What a busy day I’ve had today! We’ve finally got our budget review work sorted and my supervisor went off to the meeting with Finance earlier (that’s a load off my mind… perhaps things at work will calm down now). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Supervisors has been really pleased with my work of late, and I think I may of said before I’m showing 2 members of staff what to do at the mo, well anyway she said today she’s really pleased with me, and all the hard work I do (couldn’t cope without me blah blah) and even though iv agreed with my team of 4 that I’m not getting xmas presents this year so don’t want any back, she’s going to get me a little something which is just to say thanks. How cool is that?!! She’s picked me out some underware so just wanted to know my size, its gorge too! I’m exited! Really nice cause its personal too, and were are close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be meeting my Friend Kate for a drink tonight, but she’s been unwell so we’ve rescheduled for tomorrow, so im seeing Carl.  I’m getting my hair dyed tomorrow! Might post a  pic if it looks any good, should be loads darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home from work today and my mammar's brought me a brolly, and my granddad has asked my mum if im well (as i seemed thin) i havent seen my grandparents for a while, but its nice to know they think about me. Pretty normal you migt assume, but my other gran is pretty selfish, so im a happy bunny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-7254464941176402489?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/7254464941176402489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=7254464941176402489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/7254464941176402489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/7254464941176402489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/busy-day.html' title='Busy day'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-7030353084015575576</id><published>2006-11-20T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T20:32:17.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Clothes make me happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love getting new clothes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ages ago a lady came to work in the most stunning dress, I asked her where she got it from and she said "New Look in Newark, it was on sale £5 - shall I get you one next time I go?" of course I said yes (well id be stupid not to) and today she brought it in for me (I totally forgot about it until this morning) Excellent! love it, its proper lush!! look!!! (the pic is crap but iv been pissing about with my webcam this evening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/1600/330625/dress1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/320/205452/dress1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/1600/453688/dress2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/320/325214/dress2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;also brought some new shoes to go with it, yes, yes im skint but im unhappy so i needed cheering up! ha ha and they were only £11 from additions online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/320/795525/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to stop myself buying these though - how funky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5279/4314/320/853453/shoes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have a problem dont you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-7030353084015575576?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/7030353084015575576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=7030353084015575576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/7030353084015575576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/7030353084015575576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/clothes-make-me-happy.html' title='Clothes make me happy'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-8460794790899787137</id><published>2006-11-19T19:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T13:56:50.339Z</updated><title type='text'>No good mates</title><content type='html'>Well what a fucking fiasco! I really dont know why I bother trying to be nice to some people!!!! My so called mate that I have been having problems with recently has completely fucked me off big time.... and if I hadnt of got a new outfit to go out in, I wouldnt be bothering going out for her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I text her first thing yesterday morning to try to arrange going up to give her ber birthday present in time for today. Well she seemed to think that visiting her fellas parents was more important than coming to see her so called friend, so at 11.30 she turns up at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i say is "oh.. on your own?" expecting her to be with her fella.  "no" she says "he's out in the car", puzzled I look at her and say "arent you stopping"? "yes she replies He's going to read his paper in the car".  Now I dont think its just me but this seems rather odd dont you think? So I tell her to get him to come in and i'll make him a drink "no he's okay honest he's reading his paper" I think this is realy ignorant of him but balls to him I lead her into the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough after about 5 or 6 mins she says "i'd better get off".  "Yes" I reply "oh and by the way and im not getting you anything for Christmas im too skint" is all i can say to stop myself bitch slapping her there and then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant beleive that after all the though and effort I put into getting her a nice present, she a) blatently came round to collect it from me (minimal chit chat involved) and b) her fella was that ignorant to sit in the car! And you know what!?? ON my birthday this year her and her fella came round to mine as sat with me for hours while I made them endless cups of tea when all i wanted to do was sleep cause i was hanging!!! how fucking rude!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not being taken for a C*nt no more I tell you....  Iv been talking to a friend of hers who is also having some problems and she had a nightmare with her at the weekend too! I realy really hate the fact tha she's not interested in being our friends anymore after all these years, the only explanation being that she now has a fella. Im not a nasty person, but iv got to the point now where i cant wait for the day it all come crashing down cause she'll realise then that she cant act like she has been doing.  Everyone knows not to ditch your mates for a fella surely??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll on Friday is all I can say, lets hope I get pissed enough to tell her exactly how I feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-8460794790899787137?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/8460794790899787137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=8460794790899787137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/8460794790899787137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/8460794790899787137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-good-mates.html' title='No good mates'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-7036316252000400112</id><published>2006-11-18T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-18T14:18:31.417Z</updated><title type='text'>Apology letter</title><content type='html'>Went out for a nice meal last night with the girls from college to thw Widecome. My mate who I havent heard from is part of that group but couldnt make it.  Usually I would of attempted to re-arrange when everyone could make it, but thought better of that this time! Anyway, i did something which i never do when i eat out - have 3 courses!!!! I just kept thinking of all the calories!!!! lol was rather full but battled on!  (are you proud?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home about 11.30 ish and made myself a cuppa and played on the net for a bit. I was peturbed to find that no one was online (how shit is everyone) so i ended up going to sleep (boring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late this morning and had a md dash to get to the post office to post a parcel before they shut. I was pleased to discover a letter from the Holiday Inn, apologising for the crapness that we experienced! Shame i didnt get any money back but a letter of aplogy is still cool (not £170 odd cool, but cool all the same).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off shopping with Jay this afternoon, want to pick up a black top for Friday night. Im out with my so called "mate" for her birthday, and if im doing to have a crap time im going to do it looking fabulous I tell you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to jazz up my blog later, i chose a new lay-out last night, but i want the same sort of thing and Fiona and Wiggy where at the top they have tabs to different pages... so guys if you can tell me how you did that id be well chuffed, as i want to include an online food-diray and maybe some pictures??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS im also struggling with titles for my blogs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-7036316252000400112?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/7036316252000400112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=7036316252000400112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/7036316252000400112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/7036316252000400112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/apology-letter.html' title='Apology letter'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116377275274899709</id><published>2006-11-17T14:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T14:12:32.756Z</updated><title type='text'>Bulk-Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not a lot has happened since Wednesday any my most imaginative titled blog.  I went to the docs Wednesday night for my “weigh in” - I haven’t lost any more weight which is good, but I actually haven’t put any on either which is a pain in the ass.  He said he’s not too concerned as I haven’t lost more but I need to put about 12lb on to be an ideal healthy weight as at the mo I’m at the lower end of “normal” whatever normal is (to me its about 7 ½ stone) SO! The plan is to keep my diet as it is, as it’s rather healthy and I’m eating a fair bit (including snacking constantly between meals).  He says I need 3 main meals a day with 2 additional massive calorie intakes.  Which, as he advised I should perhaps think about getting some high-fat, high-calorie luxury yoghurts, were talking like 300/400 calories a time.  I also think im going to get some build-up complan to help increase my calorie intake, then the idea is when I increase in weight and get to how I want, I take out the bog doses of calories and I’m back to eating my normal healthy meals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant physically eat any more food than I am, as I’m always eating while I’m at work… and I’m just not hungry anymore (yet I still eat) the awkward thing is that because I have IBS I cant just sit and binge on say chocolate as it will make me poorly. We’ll see how the yoghurts go!  I’m to weigh myself every week, and I’m going to keep it logged in a diary. I’m also going to keep a food diary, perhaps online if I can work out how to do it, as it’s the easiest way to update it then, as I’m online at work every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im having a pizza Saturday night, I'll make sure I order garlic bread too!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116377275274899709?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116377275274899709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116377275274899709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116377275274899709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116377275274899709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/bulk-up.html' title='Bulk-Up'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116359269633733272</id><published>2006-11-15T12:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:11:36.580Z</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday was a lot better day than I usually have on a Tuesday, the main reason for this is because my supervisor has decided that she is going to change her day off so I’m not in on my own.  That’s made it I little easier for me now as I have previously been managing 4 phones and a door on my own as well as doing my work and other stuff that came in “urgent” for the other 3 members of the team in their absence.  So its all gravy now after a few weeks of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Talbot for a short while last night, mainly to see Jay as I aint seen him for ages. Fiona invited me to ED and I was going to go, but I really wanted to catch up with Jay, left there about 9.30 and went back to mine with Carl.  Watched “Monster” which I thought was really good. I think the acting was superb. I cried too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum’s brought me some vests!! Ha ha how funny! She’s told me I’v got to wear them all the time as I’m always complaining that I’m cold. I don’t see why she just can’t turn the heat up at home but she says her and my dad are just right with the heating.  I think I’m feeling the cold more cause iv lost so much weight, and I haven’t got as much flesh to keep me warm anymore! So vests it is!! Hilarious! What’s even more funny is she got me age 12-13 and they fit! (they aren’t like kiddy vests they are just like vest-tops for the record) although I did suggest perhaps a crop top! LOVE IT – I can just see Carl’s face now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight iv booked a docs appointment so he can check my weight after iv quit smoking (its been 5 weeks now) so I’ll see what he says. Me and Carl are then doing something for tea 9not sure what) and I imagine we’ll play at his house as I aint seen the dogs for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116359269633733272?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116359269633733272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116359269633733272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116359269633733272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116359269633733272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116345177716111285</id><published>2006-11-13T20:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:02:57.166Z</updated><title type='text'>one last thing....</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Fions for briefly talking it through with me, and her comment on my other post i hav cancelled Wednesdays interview, and feel a little less stressed about things now.  Iv got a lot on at work this week, and I really need to book a doc's appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... 2 more things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - I saw a shop today called "big baps" tee hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - My mum's put her PJ top on inside out.. and the funny thing is it buttons up - so how the hell didnt she notice??? she said her coller felt funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daft mare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116345177716111285?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116345177716111285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116345177716111285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116345177716111285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116345177716111285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-last-thing.html' title='one last thing....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116343996193414443</id><published>2006-11-13T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:46:01.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Waste of petrol</title><content type='html'>What a lovely company Burks Green was, and the interview went really well. BUT it’s not at all what I want.  The job is a little basic for me, im looking for more management accounts rather than sales ledger, and there wasn’t any room for progression.  I will be surprised if they don’t offer me the job, as I was sparkling in the interview even if I do say so myself, it’s just that I will be turning them down.  I have realised one thing though… how much I miss driving… even though today its been Newark which is a little far, I really enjoyed the drive there and back, pretty stress free (if you discount a couple of tractors and a lorry) but it wasn’t stressy driving like Wednesdays interview at Nottingham will be.  I still know I don’t want that job… fingers crossed them at Broxtowe council want me then hey? Its closes on Friday so I should head next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… tonight im going to chill out iv changed into my joggy bottoms already and am about to see what’s on the TV later (I think Vincent finished last week) but maybe Wiggy will be on the net as usual for my Monday night in (Carl’s at his guitar lesson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think im going to have crispy pancakes, super noodles and veg for my tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116343996193414443?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116343996193414443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116343996193414443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116343996193414443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116343996193414443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/waste-of-petrol.html' title='Waste of petrol'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116334709902973723</id><published>2006-11-12T15:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:58:19.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Interviews interviews</title><content type='html'>Im shattered today…. Might have something to do with the fact that I was at Chelle’s till about midnight last night, we were just chatting away! I didn’t think we’d be nattering till that late but we were, and I had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a busy week iv got ahead of me.  Tomorrow afternoon iv got an interview at Burks Green &lt;a href="http://www.burksgreen.co.uk/"&gt;www.burksgreen.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; in Newark.  The jobs for an Assistant Accounts manage.  We went for a drive out there this afternoon to find the place so I know where im going tomorrow. It’s really easy to get to, it’s just BORING! Im not used to driving, and it took 40 mins zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. The job advert said salary negotiable so iv worked out what I will need to make it worth while, bearing in mind that I don’t use any petrol going to work at the mo as I walk. I reckon im going to need about £100 a month for fuel, and a salary of £16000 to make it worth my time. I don mind driving to Newark, it’s a pretty nice drive – much better than Nottingham, so we’ll see what tomorrow brings. I don’t know much about the job or the company so I really need to do some research this afternoon. Im also getting exited because if I do get a new job I can justify getting a new car….  Im thinking a diesel, and I like clio’s or a civic, lush… ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday not sure what im doing yet, Wednesday iv got another interview at Vision Express HQ in Notts. I think I mentioned it in an earlier blog, but I really don’t want to go for it. But I have to so as not to let the agency down, as they wont help me find another job!!! Eeek.. Unless I can fake illness and get out of it – any ideas are welcome please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday will be seeing Carl, and Friday im going out for tea to the Widecome with my college bud’s! It will be lovely to see them again!!  Not sure about the weekend yes, something is ringing a bell but I don’t have my diary on me.  Im hoping to get my hair dyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight should be pretty chilled; me and Carl are going to the Bold Forrester for some tea, and then watching MI III on DVD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for the interview, it’s at 3.30 tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116334709902973723?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116334709902973723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116334709902973723' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116334709902973723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116334709902973723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/interviews-interviews.html' title='Interviews interviews'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116326712675533863</id><published>2006-11-11T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T17:45:26.763Z</updated><title type='text'>Shitty cold Inn</title><content type='html'>Well! What was supposed to be a lovely weekend started out as an utter disaster!  Got up early ish Friday (had the day off work) and packed for an overnight stay in Sheffield.  Carl picked me up at about 1 and we set off to Medowhall.  Wandered round there for a couple of hours, checking out the posh shops, Hugo, Lacoste, all the ones we cant afford!!  Searched high and low for some work trousers, and ended up getting some from topshop (which I could of done in Mansfield) 28 bastard pound!!! I can’t believe it! I tried loads on though and no where did any that fit me.. Even the 6’s in Miss Selfridge were too big, but these from topshop are an 8 so I feel quite happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left medowhall about 4.30 and drove to the holiday inn where we were spending the night, a nice romantic evening away, or so we thought! As soon as we got up to the room it was FREEZING! We put the radiator up high and sat shivering watching neighbours. Decided to order some tea from room service purely for the novelty factor than anything else, and about 6.15 our tea arrived. Consisting of a double beef-burger and chips (each) cheese &amp; crackers for Carl and cheesecake for me. Well first bite into the burger and I noticed that it was in fact rather spicy!! (It failed to mention this on the menu) I don’t eat spicy food and neither does Carl so we ended up feasting on the burger cob and chips.  Wank! The cheesecake was the smallest bit of trash imaginable and the cream crackers were a funny flavour (great). We settled down to watch a bit more TV and within minutes I started to feel unwell. Great, my tummy was bubbling and id got pains… and within an hour Carl wasn’t feeling so great either.  I got worse and worse, the pains getting so bad I didn’t even want carls leg resting on mine (I don’t like to be touched when im ill). And that was it for the rest of the night!! The nice romantic evening we had planned was horrible.. And you know the best part??? We paid £124 for the room including breakfast which we didn’t even want in the morning (after still not feeling great).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a waste.. I could cry! That would of brought me a DS or at least some nice shoes. Im gutted.. and neither of is are complainers so we never said anything to the staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im almost ashamed to say that the tea, including a pint of coke cost an amazing £36.50. ha ha laughable isn’t it? And the room was tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website in case you feel like getting arse raped is: &lt;a href="http://www.ichotelsgroup.com/h/d/hi/925/en/hd/emauk"&gt;http://www.ichotelsgroup.com/h/d/hi/925/en/hd/emauk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been into town this afternoon with Carl and brought him his xmas present a coat from collections.. Supposed to be £100 but got it for £90 cause we know the bloke, so looks like im getting my DS after all! The coat looks lush on too! (yum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also brought some hair dye… dark brown instead of medium brown, god I live dangerously don’t I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116326712675533863?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116326712675533863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116326712675533863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116326712675533863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116326712675533863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/shitty-cold-inn.html' title='Shitty cold Inn'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116290858837810804</id><published>2006-11-07T14:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T14:09:48.386Z</updated><title type='text'>Skeletal</title><content type='html'>Shit…  Well I dont feel any better, and not eaten my lunch (unless you can count the 2 bites of my sandwich and 3 crisps) but I’ve had to chuck my dinner away (even though I was nibbling on the bread) Why you might ask? Well I’ll tell you.. Cause I’m so frikkin thin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People walking past my desk tutting cause I’m not eating, clearly thinking this is a regular occurrence hence the skeletal appereance! Am I not entitled to be ill just one f***ing day??? I cooked some ropey chicken last – I’m ill as a results GET OVER IT!  Clearly some sympathy is too much to ask for… instead I get quizzical looks and frowns from my chums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note…. Im sick of people telling me I should go back to the docs cause I have one or two off days?  I have IBS! I’m not gonna be grand all the time.. if it doesn’t bother me why should you take it upon yourself to interfere Dr Dickhead!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel were not finished with the blogging today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116290858837810804?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116290858837810804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116290858837810804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116290858837810804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116290858837810804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/skeletal.html' title='Skeletal'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116289737976328520</id><published>2006-11-07T11:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T11:02:59.780Z</updated><title type='text'>Ouch</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I think I may have poisoned myself last night…. I’m feeling like shit this morning.  My tummy is sore… and I feel rather sick… I’m hungry but can’t be arsed to eat anything! You know what I want more than anything in the world right now (including a pink Nintendo DS) is to go home and lie in bed and cry! But I can’t!  I’m in on my own at work as usual on Tuesday’s, and so there is no one else to cover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make matters worse, I highlighted this problem with my supervisor last week, and she said I would need to ring her if I couldn’t make it in on a Tuesday.  So a) I’m worried they’ll think I’m faking after bringing up the “what if I was ill on a Tuesday one time” point last week, and b) my supervisor was off ill yesterday so couldn’t come in to cover yesterday.  I can’t be bothered to work… quite frankly I think I deserve a medal for turning up after what I went through this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see if I can eat some lunch in an hour – wish me luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116289737976328520?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116289737976328520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116289737976328520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116289737976328520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116289737976328520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116284336862795972</id><published>2006-11-06T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:02:48.636Z</updated><title type='text'>Grumble</title><content type='html'>1st things first.. That LUSH dress came and guess what? IT DOESN’T FIT!!!!! Of course it doesn’t, why the hell would I think it would?? Fucking bastard. Going to see if my mum can take it in.. It looks HOT too! Grrr If anyone thinks skinny is a good thing I tell you now you ILL… sick in the fucking head! Lumpy is best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if that’s not enough to annoy me (as im struggling to find shops that sell clothes that fit me) I’m having a nightmare friend situation! I really try not to moan about my friends, but im seriously thinking of having it out with one of mine….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv not seen them properly since the middle of August, and iv really been trying to make an effort, texting every few days about a TV programme we jointly watch religiously, with no reply’s. So I text them (around 9pm) last night asking if they wanted a pizza Saturday night and a catch up. No text back yet! That’s just fucking rude is it not? I don’t know why I bother? This is a friend I’v had for many, many years, gone through a lot together (they were a total rock when I split with Carl) and now they can’t be arsed to text back – even to make up an excuse? Im sorry! But if I’ve needed a friend in the past year its been these past few months, when iv been getting more and more depressed about issues, most importantly my weight, and they seem to have sacked me off. Im actually rather angry about this.. Are we not adults? And if iv done something to said person should they not have the balls to tell me? Anyway…. To make matters worse iv my date’s let me down tonight… lol okay she genuinely had to work but one could so easily be paranoid?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… tonight so far chatting to wiggy on msn after making a tea of crispy chicken, veg and savoury rice (yum) Im going to watch Vincent at 9.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is shitty Tuesday at work, and I think im going to ED to get some books from Fiona (so be nice to me guys – or do you play tricks on the newbie?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very grumpy Alison x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="391" alt="" src="http://www.ericamulherin.com/Currently/random/little_girl_grumpy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116284336862795972?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116284336862795972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116284336862795972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116284336862795972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116284336862795972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/grumble.html' title='Grumble'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116272746887599914</id><published>2006-11-05T11:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-05T21:30:05.780Z</updated><title type='text'>Scranny Ally</title><content type='html'>We Are Scientist were excellent last night (after finally getting there). Im so sorry Laura for being scranny… I hate driving when I don’t know where im going and I get really wound up by it (and then get short and scranny with my unsuspecting passenger). Just to clarify I can get to Notts ok, it’s just when im IN notts that’s the problem.&lt;br /&gt;In the end we parked in Victoria which we though was the safest thing to do, and we started walking in what we thought was the general direction on Rock City. We asked a suited city guy where to go and he told us to go to the top of this road and we’d be able to see it... which we did, and we couldn’t see it. We got a little bit scared waling the streets of Nottingham without a clue where we were headed, so we asked this man who looked normal (turned out he was bonkers, with not a lot of teeth) and directed us to the club (after pointing out his friend being sick in the bushes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got in there fine, got a drink and went to the loo (which are LOADS nicer than Leadmill – no piss on the floor/seats anyway!); we decided to try and stand on the balcony to get a good view. Moved around a bit when the band started but eventually settled on a nice little spot to enjoy the gig. The band opened with “Against all odds” which I know Westlife covered – hilarious anyway! They attempted some banter with the crowd (I say attempted as I couldn’t understand what they were saying – they sounded like American cartoons). I did catch the debate about whose tash was better Chris the bassist or Borats..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t get why people come to gigs with digital cameras? It’s just not cool is it? I mean by all means take a snap with your moby but taking a digital cameras going a but far…. WELL we stood behind this guy who’d taken his photography to the extreme. Not only had he taken his digital camera with him (which he held like a sandwich according to Laura – I agree but I don’t want to take credit for that beauty!) but he had a little satchel to hold it in, which was slung over his shoulder. Dude I have 3 words for you – What A Twat. Pic of proof! (note I was taking pics of odd people NOT the band).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all an excellent night… that dude what hilarious and the band’s encore was “End of the Road” by Boys II Men!!! Excellent! We’d got our arms in the air swaying around! Ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a slight bit of trouble getting back to the car, after trying to take a short cut through the actual Viccy centre – we ended up in this other car park which said “Victoria centre” so following Laura’s advice (totally blaming you for this!!) we crawled under the barrier and started walking through a deserted underground car park – I got a feeling that was where I was going to die, and it didn’t take us long to get spooked by a bang so we scuttled off back out and decided to get the car par the way we came out instead of trying to find a shortcut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for an excellent night Laura, so glad you came (even if you weren’t familiar with the band) hope you enjoyed it, and sorry again for being so damn ratty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasabian NEXT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116272746887599914?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116272746887599914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116272746887599914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116272746887599914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116272746887599914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/scranny-ally_05.html' title='Scranny Ally'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116265688732882558</id><published>2006-11-04T16:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-04T16:14:47.330Z</updated><title type='text'>4 Weeks</title><content type='html'>Totally slipped my mind whilst blogging this morning.. BUT Iv been stopped smoking for 4 weeks today.  Yay to me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't put any fucking weight on though! Been in Matalan today and nothing fits me! what the HELL am  I going to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116265688732882558?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116265688732882558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116265688732882558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116265688732882558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116265688732882558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-weeks.html' title='4 Weeks'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116263936631710532</id><published>2006-11-04T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:22:46.900Z</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Not blogged for a couple days, but not much has happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv applied for a job at Broxtowe Council, and iv got an interview for Vision Express in notts! REALLY don’t fancy working for Vision as its way into notts on the Boulevard's and its going to take forever to get to work... BUT I can’t see any other option otherwise its put up and shut up where I am, and in the politest way, I think im ready to move on. Id really like this one for Broxtowe council, not only is it circa £20k pa but its in Beeston, which isn't too bad I don’t think for traveling? Anyway.. We’ll see. Interview for vision is on the 15th Nov, agency is calling me back Monday to confirm time (hopefully PM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Carl went to the annual fireworks display at Stags last night. It’s been our "thing" since we got together, and this is our 6th year of going together, and to be quite honest it’s SUCKED! The fireworks get worse and its costs £4 to get in, so I think we've decided that we'll go somewhere else next year to enjoy fireworks.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We once had a fantastic year where we blagged some VIP tickets and went into the players lounge thing, drinking free wine with all the council bods and top guys from posrtland college, after the main display outside we then went back inside and sat on the west stand drinking lager watching the fireworks go off all over mansfield, it was possibly the single most romantic thing thats ever happend to me!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway! I  did however win a Patrick last night from one of the stalls! Well it was a losing prize but suits me fine... goes ace with my sponge bob in my car! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/patrick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv started making my xmas cards... here's the first... (The quality of my digi cam at close range is shocking, and I can connect phone to laptop (only to the PC for some bizarre reason) so there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to see We Are Scientists tonight with Laura at Rock City! woop!! Not wearing jeans like last week tho... no siree!!! IM really looking forward to it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116263936631710532?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116263936631710532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116263936631710532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116263936631710532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116263936631710532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116240557023968045</id><published>2006-11-01T18:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T18:47:04.183Z</updated><title type='text'>Money</title><content type='html'>Why the hell is it that I have no money???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get paid a pretty piss poor wage... BUT i dont spend that much do I?? Im tempted to put up my accounts for the month... but im too ashamed! and also I dont want weirdo's reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Iv brought that dress off ebay (but i made £35 so im still in profit in my paypal account) and I have brought a couple of xmas presents but why is it I only have £66 to play with? Which lets face it, not much playing is gonna get done is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to medowall and staying the night in Sheffield (booked a swanky hotel) next week, was gonna pay for half the hotel this month (its on the C.Card but I might not bother, I think I might switch the card over to another 0% cause it aint gonna be paid off by Jan). My gran gave me £100 the other week which fortunately Iv still got, so i could use £50 for shopping and then £50 for food and stuff at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... this blogs more for my benefit, trying to work things out in my head gets confusing after playing with numbers all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants my paypal address to donate money just let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116240557023968045?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116240557023968045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116240557023968045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116240557023968045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116240557023968045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/11/money.html' title='Money'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116231758729017639</id><published>2006-10-31T17:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:59:47.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Crispy pancakes</title><content type='html'>What a shitty day… I hate Tuesdays at the best of times, never mind when I’m the phone to NTL and O2 all bastard morning! I swear I didn’t start working on the stuff I planned to do until after 12. I also ignored my phone which I never do! I might have a word with my supervisor tomorrow about making it so that I’m not on my own every Tuesday, I mean what if I was ill? And I do have the most frequent periods of tummy ache!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside the tickets for We are scientists came today! woop! it doesnt say who's supporting though - nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight im off to the Talbot, after my tea of crispy pancakes and mash (with peas and carrots) yummy yummy (even if it is the tea of a 6 year old!). It will be nice to see everyone tonight... Carl also says he's going to come down after the gym, I hope he makes an effort to talk to people, he's not rude, its just he's not very chatty, and doesnt really make an effort to talk to people he doesn't know really (which i hate!) I mean how can you have too many friends?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! one last thing.. I won a dress on ebay that I love! check it out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i19.ebayimg.com/01/i/08/c5/1c/85_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116231758729017639?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116231758729017639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116231758729017639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116231758729017639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116231758729017639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/crispy-pancakes.html' title='Crispy pancakes'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116224764190704762</id><published>2006-10-30T22:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-30T22:34:01.913Z</updated><title type='text'>world domination</title><content type='html'>WOW!! just for interest I typed in "Ally ghetto princess" into google and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st was my blog (yay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd was Laura's myspace which i left a comment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 4th was Wardo's myspace which i left a comment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is google.com NOT co.uk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLDWIDE FAME! World domination next!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116224764190704762?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116224764190704762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116224764190704762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116224764190704762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116224764190704762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/world-domination.html' title='world domination'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116223739262250884</id><published>2006-10-30T19:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:43:12.630Z</updated><title type='text'>Hollyoaks</title><content type='html'>Shit how good was tonight's hollyoaks? So good I broke my one golden rule and watched tomorrow nights early on E4.  Ace stuff! no way can i wait until wednesday now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to watch the Electric Proms 06 tonight on the BBC website, id never heard of such a thing until my mate (who managed to bag a ticket) told me about it today... apparently its a gig that went off this weekend in Camden. The lucky bastard got free tickets, off a friend of a friend who ever so casually know's Kasabian - err WHAT THE FUCK? how jealous am i? of course my new line's going to be... " so a friend, of a friend, of a friend know's Kasabian" hmm I thinks its a bit cheeky to ask for VIP in Dec dont you?  Well anyway.. iv been told to watch it, as the set Kasabian did will blow my mind apparently, although maybe he was stoned saturday its still worth checking out i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im off in the shower now and will get my PJ's on.  My tummy's still not right... and silly me thought the super noodles on toast would sort it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116223739262250884?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116223739262250884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116223739262250884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116223739262250884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116223739262250884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/hollyoaks.html' title='Hollyoaks'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116222169967624630</id><published>2006-10-30T15:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-30T15:21:39.686Z</updated><title type='text'>Ebay tastic</title><content type='html'>Well I can’t believe how quick the weekend goes! Had a really nice day yesterday, apart from getting up early! I woke up at 9 thinking “shit its 9 – how early!” (Especially as I didn’t go to sleep till at least 1.30) then I realised it was 8… bugger. I lolled in bed for an hour or do face down willing myself to go back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Gave that up as a bad job so got some coffee and crumpets and got back in bed with the laptop and T4, pretty much enjoyed a lazy morning. I got showered and dressed for about 12, when Carl came round. Had some lunch then set off into town.  Had a nice walk round, I brought myself a cute little handbag which is ideal for gigs, and got a couple of bits for xmas, including my cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lazy afternoon on my own.  Went on the internet and found out id made about £30odd selling tat on ebay! Woop to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tea went into town to LSOM. I aint been for MONTHS! And I’m really glad I went…! Saw Fiona who I haven’t seen for ages (but who always comments on my deathly boring blog!) she said something really nice to me too (Fiona you know what I mean) and it really cheered me up, so thanks for that hunnie!  Also saw Olly, Dave, Laura Wardo, Tibzy, HSB - who I now remember I’ve met before @ St John street – no not the clap clinic (that’s ANOTHER story) and pretty much as I was going Wiggy came, (rather late I might add – what was he doing until 9.00?) didn’t really get to say much other than hi, perhaps I might stay later next time (or I might be brave enough to join you all one evening)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Left town about 9.30 and went for a drive round…. Ended up in Shirebrook and drove over the little bridge near the train station and it turned my tummy inside out, and pretty much ever since iv felt sick! Ha ha Iv not been able to eat my lunch hardly and I keep getting hiccups which are making the sickness worse! Oops! Staying in tonight, gonna wash my hair straight away when I get in, put my PJ’s on and RELAX. Check out peoples blogs as I haven’t had time at work (plus I really should be working anyway) hopefully I’ll be right tomorrow for work, cause its skiving Tuesdays where I’m in the office on my own, so not turning up is NOT an option (great) I could really go home right now too, and get in bed with a cuppa. Anyway! In the style of that pig with the stutter….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“thhaaattttsss alllll ffooolllkkkeeeesss”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116222169967624630?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116222169967624630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116222169967624630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116222169967624630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116222169967624630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/ebay-tastic.html' title='Ebay tastic'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116213497266801649</id><published>2006-10-29T15:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:22:37.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Smile</title><content type='html'>Lily Allen was excellent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura was the designated driver and I was the navigator (a team that had never failed before). I was picked up at 7 (bang on time I might add) and we set off for Sheffield. Took us about an hour to get there, only got a bit confuddled in the city centre but we found somewhere to park (by sheer luck in the end) outside a pub (the plug.com) where a nice bouncer said he would watch the car (woo hoo free parking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked the 10 mins to Leadmill and we went in. We found the bar and then went for a scoot around, then found some seats. Sat chatting (through the support) then decided to go to the loo before Lily came on. What a mistake that was. I have never seen anything so vile in my life… there were puddles of what I can only assume were piss on the floor, gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into main floor area for about 9.30 and then we were treated to over an hour of musical enjoyment from Lily and her band! It was soooo hot in that room what an error wearing the skinny jeans was, my arse was sweating and I was roasting. Sweating aside it was really really good! She sang great, singing “nan you’re a window shopper” and a couple of others that weren’t on her album which I though was brill. The best by far for me was when she did a cover of the Kooks “naive” and “Alfie” right at the end was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left and got back to the car about 11, where a nice man from the pub pointed us into the direction of a Maccy D’s. set off about 11.30 from there and went home on the motorway for easiness, and didn’t take that long. Got in and couldn’t sleep cause I was that hyped up – so had a cuppa and read for a while. What a great evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Scientists next week, and im really looking forward to that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Lily's Sax player was HOT!! yum yum (nicer than bouncer boy lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics (shit) &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/1600/lily2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/lily2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/1600/lily3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/lily3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116213497266801649?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116213497266801649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116213497266801649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116213497266801649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116213497266801649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/smile_116213497266801649.html' title='Smile'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116196267775945101</id><published>2006-10-27T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:32:19.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the shopping begins!</title><content type='html'>Today is the first official day I have started my Christmas shopping!! Yay to me! Been in town this afternoon with Carl and brought my friend Emilee Freddie and his flying fish. It’s the same game as the elephunk one but £5 cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also brought some cards and some money wallets for Carl’s nieces and nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I stopped at my friend Emma’s and had a chilled evening with her daughter Emilee and her friend Georgia. Had some dorito’s and dips and chatted which was nice, not seen Emma for ages, and her daughter is a darling! Were all going to see Disney Princesses on ice on the 9th Nov, and Emilee is going to wear her snow whites costume I think, so I thought it might be an idea for me to wear my princess crown and take my magic wand. Funnily enough I have a pic of the crown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/Princess.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other random bollocks… iv found a house I want!!! £98k 4 bed semi-detached, conservatory, downstairs loo, drive way, Rainworth location.. And guess what?!! Carl says “were not in a position to buy at the moment” er!! When did he get the sensible one? Only last year was he trying to persuade me to get his mates old house (which looking back we should of done) but now he’s being sensible?! Okay, so we did agree that we were going to save for a deposit, after being told by the nice money guy that a mortgage of £90k 100% was gonna be about £600 a month, lol but not everyday a house like this comes along… SO… iv arranged to get the details sent anyway! Ha! Hmm only problem is if I fall in love with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the house:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.halifaxhomefinder.co.uk/images/HomeFinderInternet1/HF670372.HF61000.M1896803.I1896803.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.halifaxhomefinder.co.uk/images/HomeFinderInternet1/HF670372.HF61000.M1896803.I1896803.L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.halifaxhomefinder.co.uk/images/HomeFinderInternet1/HF670372.HF61000.M3896803.I3896803.L.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo! Deal or no deal will be on in a sec, so I’d best shoot. Tonight im gonna chill with Carl and watch some TV, tomorrow have a lazy day, oh and GO AND SEE LILY ALLEN!!!!! Woop woop! Can’t wait! Me and Laura road trip to Sheffield! LOVE IT!! Will take some pics and post them up on Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116196267775945101?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116196267775945101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116196267775945101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116196267775945101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116196267775945101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-so-shopping-begins.html' title='And so the shopping begins!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116179568112455052</id><published>2006-10-25T17:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T18:01:21.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lush!</title><content type='html'>Shit iv been dreaming about one of these all day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new cheesy bites pizza from Pizza hut, looks ace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.junkfoodblog.com/uploaded_images/cheesy-bites-pizza-742250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116179568112455052?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116179568112455052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116179568112455052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116179568112455052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116179568112455052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/lush.html' title='Lush!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116176553437433829</id><published>2006-10-25T09:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T09:38:54.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What shall I do?</title><content type='html'>Well; last night I had a call from the agency iv signed up with to tell me about a job in Nottingham that might be of interest to me…. It’s an Assistant Management Accountant role which is what I want to be doing, working for a Large Company I have heard of, and it sounds like something I’d be interested in IF it was based closer to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to try and find the place last night, which is on the Boots Industrial Estate just off Clifton Boulevard. I’m sooooo not too keen about travelling to Nottingham, admittedly I didn’t want city centre which this isn’t BUT it is still gonna take me shit loads of time to get to work, traffic will be a nightmare I assume…? It is for more money, but is it WORTH it? I’m reluctant to leave where I am at the mo as something might be coming up,,,, although this is just words, nothing for sure though… and will I hate adding an hour each way and horrendous traffic to my journey, and to be fair… it took us ages to find the place and at one point we were heading towards the motorway in the direction of Birmingham. So the titles of today’s blog is “what do I do?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I risked life and limb to get to work this morning…. The baby swans are in the move! They were poddling down my street this morning, and as I rounded the corner to avoid them, they turned round and headed straight for me!!! aggghhh! It will only get worse as the babies get older and braver!! Last year I came face to face with one right outside my house… after it had taken the most enormous shit on the front lawn (bearing in mind I like 4 houses down a cul-de-sac, so they’d had a fair bit of walking to do). I’ll have to get the beak-proof vest out soon. Check out the pic… and note that the car is not parked… he’s just waiting patiently at the top of the street for the swans to do their thang and move on out of his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/swans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116176553437433829?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116176553437433829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116176553437433829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116176553437433829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116176553437433829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-shall-i-do.html' title='What shall I do?'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116153332373455760</id><published>2006-10-22T17:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T17:08:43.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops I brought a coat</title><content type='html'>Hell yeah I did! A little funky number from Topshop! Black with “this seasons” tube collar style jobbo…. Oh yes!!! A bit of faux fur is what everyone needs!! Now I got to pray for some cold weather to wear the bastard! Unlucky for me were having an unnaturally warm October…. Bollocks. Also on the subject of winter wear are fingerless gloves ok? S;potted some funky green ones I kinda liked today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/five_canela/fot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand" height="191" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/five_canela/fot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news… Iv been getting back to my youth listening to my Five CD’s…. Doing the little moves in the car, getting strange looks from manky ladies in Micra’s “love have you never counted down from 5 before on your hand?!” well I have, and I cannot wait for these bad boys of pop to make a comeback! Fuck making new records I want the old stuff!!! Only in a Five record do you get pop, rap and a dance routine!!! Kids these days don’t know what their missing, I mean im partial to a little bit of McFly (well Danny) but there nothing compared to Five, Take That, NKOTB, and I hate to ass East 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have a slight crush… okay maybe not a crush… but I was reading a mag today and came across a pic of Lindsay Lohan, and thought she looked pretty fit… there’s nothing to worry about though… I don’t think im a lezza! Ha ha or am I???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://msnbcmedia.msn.com/j/getty/71875710aw031_klein.widec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note I’ll leave it with ya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116153332373455760?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116153332373455760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116153332373455760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116153332373455760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116153332373455760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/oops-i-brought-coat.html' title='Oops I brought a coat'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116145262184748768</id><published>2006-10-21T18:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T18:43:41.853+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Closet chav?</title><content type='html'>I MADE TWO WEEKS!!!!!!!!! I haven’t had a fag for 2 weeks… how frikkin ace is that?? Im really proud of myself, hopefully the next week will be easier... I found it pretty stressful at work this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well!!! I don’t feel like iv done anything today but already it’s like 5.40! madness!! I cleaned my car this afternoon which took the best part of 2 hours and I aint even polished it. I gave it a thorough inside clan, clearing out all the fag ash (there was even ash on the parcel shelf) and I cleaned all the windows proper with window-lean, its amazing how much scum gets on the inside window from smoking inside it. I think I might even invest in some proper leather cleaner for the seats… I washed them down with soap suds today and im pretty sure that’s going to knacker it before long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv been on the internet for hours ebaying some random shit, and in the process of searching my room for stuff to sell I found my Take That mug from the concert I went to 10 years ago!!! Fantastic! Might have to take that bad boy to work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be a closet chav… Jay’s always getting on at me, calling me a chav, and today iv found….. Bench belt, Golddigga jacket, and some Adidas tracksuit bottoms! What the fuck?! They’ve gone on Ebay anyway.. in the hopes that some chivvy kid will buy them!! Iv also found some blue suede shoes!! No kidding! There actually Reebok Classic trainers! Ace! I wonder how much they will sell for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Off to Carls tonight, got “The Hulk” on DVD to watch with some Doritos and PLEANTY of dip! Yummy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS isn't this the cutest photo of my cat? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116145262184748768?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116145262184748768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116145262184748768' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116145262184748768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116145262184748768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/closet-chav.html' title='Closet chav?'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116136691075270641</id><published>2006-10-20T18:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:55:10.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.ebayimg.com/03/i/08/9e/7e/6d_1_b.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i21.ebayimg.com/03/i/08/9e/7e/6d_1_b.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it’s Friday! I feel like I’ve been working non-stop this week! I’m looking forward to a restful weekend. Got to get up early tomorrow to post some eBay shit that I’ve sold. And finally my blue shorts have arrived!!! They are fantastic!!! A little shinier than I anticipated but its all gravy! Gonna look pretty funky with my shoobs and a black top… I’m thinking polo neck for the winter??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Works been okay today, bust as usual but my supervisor is off next week, which means that I’ll be able to concentrate on my work 100% instead of sitting with her ½ a day to learn this new work. It also means that I can work my ass off and impress her to fuck for when she gets back…. That way if anything job-wise comes up at work I will be considered for something higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been 2 weeks tomorrow since I packed up the fags and I don’t think I have put any weight on at all… I am going to weigh myself tomorrow, but my trousers are still as baggy as they was before, we’ll see for sure when I go back to the docs in another 2 weeks… I dunno what I’ll do if I haven’t I DEFO wont start smoking again, as to be honest my tummy pains have been so leff frequent since I quit, now im not sure if that’s connected at the mo, I think its too early to tell, I’ll give it another couple of months to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tonight are to chill at Carl’s with the quality TV.  And tomorrow I will mainly be downloading music… I have to do a “five o’clock hero’s” album for my brother whoever the hell they are, and im going to do myself the “Panic! at the disco” and “my chemical romance” album too.   Been talking to the girl who’s at my place on work experience today and she reckons that the music I like is “emo”. This term short for emotional, and as the urban dictionary describes as:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre of softcore punk music that integrates unenthusiastic melodramatic 17 year olds who dont smile, high pitched overwrought lyrics and inaudible guitar rifts with tight wool sweaters, tighter jeans, itchy scarfs (even in the summer), ripped chucks with favorite bands signature, black square rimmed glasses, and ebony greasy unwashed hair that is required to cover at least 3/5 ths of the face at an angle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Usually I wouldn’t be worried but its not the first time that this word has been mentioned to me… I don’t think I am, or look like an Emo, does wearing skinny jeans and listening to punk/indie make me emo? I HOPE NOT!!!! Oh to add salt to the wounds Carl thinks I look like Russel Brand when I wear my black jeans? If you agree i'll cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway! Iv gone on long enough... im going to give Hollyoaks my full concentration.... Justin is a lieing piece of shit! lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116136691075270641?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116136691075270641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116136691075270641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116136691075270641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116136691075270641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/emo.html' title='Emo?'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116126906931774322</id><published>2006-10-19T15:43:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:44:29.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.indiantelevision.com/images14/grimreaper_cn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.indiantelevision.com/images14/grimreaper_cn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve been talking about death this morning at work, not the serious side of it (what do you expect?!) but like do you want to be buried or burnt? My choice would be to be burnt, I think it’s a lot nicer – the thought of rotting away in the ground turns my stomach, and I also think it’s cheaper! Apparently you have to pay for a plot of land to be buried in, how shocking!!! I don’t like that idea!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also discussed if you could find out when you were going to die – would you?? I think I would…. That way you could get all the things you wanted to do done. Like flying around the world, streaking at Wimbledon (not my life-long ambition, purely for example purposes you understand!). Some people at work said they wouldn’t like to find out… but what if you didn’t get the chance to tell people certain things? Wouldn’t you feel like you’ve missed out?? I fully admit I want to go out with a BANG and cause as much destruction as I can before I go! I want to be remembered, whether people remember me in a good or bad way I don’t care, at least I’ll be remembered! And people call me Vain?!! Mind you writing about your life each day for all the world to view is hardly the act of a private person is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a think, and if you’d like to share your views id be dead (dead geddit?) interested in hearing what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116126906931774322?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116126906931774322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116126906931774322' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116126906931774322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116126906931774322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/death_19.html' title='Death'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116119134698527727</id><published>2006-10-18T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T18:10:19.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>For Chelle</title><content type='html'>So far there is nothing of interest to blog about today…. So why the hell am I blogging??? I’ll tell you why…. To say a big hello to my friend Chelle who reads my blog everyday bless her (and yet has only commented once!) Chelle I think you need to get a blog m’dear! Tell us all the random crap that goes off in your life like I do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the pub last night, was trying to persuade Laura to come into town with me on Saturday (you know you want that boots catalogue), common!!!!! Im not too proud to beg!&lt;br /&gt;Had a shitty day at work… well not shitty, good cause iv been learning loads of new stuff, but LONG, and tiring. I haven’t been out for lunch for two days, feel’s like iv been in the office for 2 days straight (which I have I guess!) im going to make sure my work FRIEND Nic Nic comes with me and does something Friday… maybe Burger King??!! Nic if you’re reading this HINT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Carl’s tonight, im really looking forward to it, I haven’t seen him since Sunday afternoon. He dropped in at the pub for a short while last night wearing a “STATUS QUO” t-shirt of all things, what the FUCK!! He’s going to see them in December for the 2nd time ha ha ha and what’s sad is he wont even be embarrassed by me sharing this. GOODNESS I am!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ~ im off to get my tea (bangers and mash) and then my pudding which today consists of a toffee apple (thanks mum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="374" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/78/Candyapple.jpg/150px-Candyapple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell ya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116119134698527727?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116119134698527727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116119134698527727' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116119134698527727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116119134698527727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-chelle.html' title='For Chelle'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116107454703691842</id><published>2006-10-17T09:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:42:27.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Well I stayed in again last night as Carl has a guitar lesson on a Monday.  I Chilled, watched TV and chatted on MSN to my new mate Wiggy.  I say that cause I have only met him twice and yet we’ve been chatting on msn for some time now. He’s shouted out to me in his blog so I think it’s only fair I do the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Vincent last night and it was brilliant! Really enjoyed it! Then watched Graham Norton and went to bed (thrilling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Were back to Tuesday again and I’m on my own at work, I have loads to do though so that’ll keep me out of trouble… lets see how many skinny comments I get today – Yesterday someone at work came up to me and said “gosh how skinny are your arms” and felt the need to touch the top of my arms and really get a feel for the skinny-ness by trying to put their fingers round the top (thanks), I coolly replied, yes they are skinny compared to yours aren’t they? (ha! 1-0)  And so far this morning someone’s walked up to me and said “oooh I thought you were eating” (I was chewing a bubbly) I’m like “yeah course I’m eating – why?” they said “well I just want to see you eating that’s all”, so shall I invite you round to mine so you can stare while I eat my fucking tea, is that what you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry, but you don’t walk up to a fat person and say “shit, just look at the size of your arse, you wanna cut down on the chips luv” so why do people think it’s acceptable to come to me pointing out how thin I am? It’s exactly the same, well exactly the opposite but you get me?!  I’m sick of it, I know I’m thin, of course I’m eating (other wise id die you thick fuck), think for a moment before you speak that I (like a fat person) might be a little unhappy about my size, and would appreciate it if people didn’t point it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t got anything nice to say, then please don’t say it, for the sake of your nose (I’m assuming you like un-broken?) not that I could break it, what with my skinny arms, we can assume I’ll get someone to break it for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116107454703691842?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116107454703691842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116107454703691842' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116107454703691842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116107454703691842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/skinny-tuesday.html' title='Skinny Tuesday'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116102438986865411</id><published>2006-10-16T19:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:46:29.876+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoob's and Sausages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/shoob_2.jpg"&gt;Whilst waiting for my optician to pull his head out his arse I went a walk round ASDA, and brought the most bizzarr item... now iv seent the celebs wearing them, and iv seen some people in town sporting the "shoob" (for those not in the know the shoob is a cross between a shoe and a boot) I never thought of myself as a shoob person... well anyway at £10 i couldn't damn well resist so what do you think?? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/shoob_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/shoob_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/shoob_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im REALLY not sure, and want people's opinions please!! Im thinking either denim skirt and thick tights? the cute purple dress im gonna get (scroll down to previous blog) or my new blue shorts? Rather dissapointingly they dont go with my skinny jeans, or maybe i just need some skinnier ones???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, on the way back from ASDA I called in at the chippy and asked for a big long sausage to accompany my chips.... lol WRONG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116102438986865411?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116102438986865411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116102438986865411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116102438986865411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116102438986865411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/shoobs-and-sausages.html' title='Shoob&apos;s and Sausages'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116098912590665526</id><published>2006-10-16T09:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T09:58:45.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dream</title><content type='html'>I had possibly the weirdest dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was me, Princess Nikki (of Big brother fame) and Harry Potter and we were playing Quidditch! We had to put our hands up in assembly and be chosen for the team (I can’t think what position I was chosen to play) but we were flying on our broomsticks chasing a giant lion who was sniffing the ground in search of “him”. As the lion started digging at the grass I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I distinctly remember being in Clinton cards at some point in my cloak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never usually remember my dreams, do you think someone could analyse this for me? Or will they just say im WEIRD?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116098912590665526?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116098912590665526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116098912590665526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116098912590665526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116098912590665526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/random-dream.html' title='Random Dream'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116090501249259677</id><published>2006-10-15T10:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:36:52.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well what a great day yesterday, it started off by me going to see my made Jade who turned 21, giving her her presents and seeing what everyone else had brought her.  I then had a pretty chilled afternoon in preparation for the nights celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After debating whether leggings are wrong (I decided not) I met Jade and everyone in the Mucky Duck about 8.00, had a quick catch-up drink and then went to Charters, which is a new pub ~ it used to be Roumers.  Had some champagne in there and boogied with some old and new songs…. We won a pocket radio for answering a song-question right (this is relevant), and saw some old mates which was great.  Jade was getting more drunk by the minute and me craving a fag more and more.  From there we moved on to the Swan, it was pretty warm so we stood outside.  Jade was pretending to be a TV reporter with one of the free-radio earphones in her ear, she was going up to random’s and interviewing them with topical questions such as “so your in Mansfield – what do you think?” lol frigging hilarious! Well.. You know me, not to be outdone I had the other ear-piece (don’t ask why they were separate, we don’t know) and then me and Jade started pretending we were police or bouncers of some kind…”6 o’clock… yeah u see him? GO GO GO” lol you get the gist im sure!! Awesome. And yes, I am one of them annoying drunk people in pubs, I hold my hands up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Swan (after a lot of dawdling in the centre of town) we went to Cheeky Monkeys, que cheesy vengaboys moves and lots of cider! We went into the Bowl in hand for a swift one (where I actually had a couple of drags on a fag).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to Mathas, where quite frankly I had the best time…. We were on the dance floor, getting the DJ to shout out to Jade every 5 mins, requesting all our fav songs. He gave us a free bottle of champagne (well.. I say champagne) and then the DJ left the box… what happened next was a blur…. The next time I look up Jades behind the box with his headphones on with her arms in the air like she’s in Ibiza!!!! The DJ comes out.. Clearly not bothered puts his arm round her and they are both at it, with their arms in the air! Ha ha ha the group did get a few strange looks…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was finished off an bar 19, which was pretty chilled as we only stayed downstairs, had some chips, beans and cheese and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quality night, and im gutted my camera’s flash wasn’t working… cause the pics would have been hilarious! I did manage to get one of Jade’s DJ’ing antics on my phone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, im going to have a lazy day, go up to Carls this afternoon, and then im seeing my mate Emma tonight, which will be ace as I haven’t seen her or her daughter for AGES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if anyone asks the couple drags on the fag didn’t count. And I think that actually the first night of going out as a non-smoker and only having a couple drags compared to the 20 I used to smoke when out, is pretty damn good… don’t you agree??? So im going to count that as 8-smoke free days so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116090501249259677?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116090501249259677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116090501249259677' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116090501249259677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116090501249259677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday.html' title='The Birthday'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116072793827606511</id><published>2006-10-13T09:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T09:25:38.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The party</title><content type='html'>Well!!! I had an absolutely fantastic time last night at the Ann Summers party!!! Cheers Chelle for the invite!!! I met loads of new people who work at my place, just different departments, and they were all so lovely!! I was a bit nervous going on my own, as sadly Laura and Jade couldn’t make it, but it was sooo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party leader Wendy was excellent, really got the mood going well… and its so surprising how a group of women will open up (even when I didn’t know anyone) I think I know more about some people there last night than I do my best friends! Ha ha but that’s the brilliance of it.  I’m still scared of the rabbits!!! Although Wendy did persuade me to touch the “ears” yuk!! I don’t know what it is about them that scare me so much… I’m not a prude or anything and I’m not scared of other toys, but the rabbits really give me the creeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY… moving on….. Tonight I’m seeing Carl, and I have £5 for a pizza… hopefully he will have a couple of pound to put to (I can’t cope with being skint – this saving malarkey is crippling me).  Saturday I plan to have a nice lazy morning, and then go and see Jade to wish her a happy 21st!! I can’t believe she is going to be 21 tomorrow… its such a special day for her I hope she has a wonderful day.  And then were all out Saturday night to celebrate…. Should be a right laugh, I’m out with the girls who we go out with on a Bank Holiday Sunday… mostly Jade’s and her sisters friends, but I think Laura was planning on coming tomorrow (although she has been ill so might not make it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, back to work Ciao for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116072793827606511?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116072793827606511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116072793827606511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116072793827606511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116072793827606511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/party.html' title='The party'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116064120036509297</id><published>2006-10-12T09:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T09:20:00.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Totally didn’t get a change to blog yesterday! Was mega busy at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team had a meeting yesterday and its been decided that all the stuff I currently do is to be divvied up between 2 other members and I’m going to learn some new more “challenging” stuff.  Great you might think? NOT!  Were all on the same grade, so I’m feeling a bit put out.  All my old work has been taken off me, and I’m to teach the other members how to go on… and then I get harder stuff from our supervisor so she has more free time for urgent stuff, but I don’t get any extra money for it.  Not the greatest idea is it? So was on a bit of a downer yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the up-side I’m still off the fags, and I actually didn’t even think about having one this morning until I got halfway to work, which is an achievement.  My Tummy’s also been pretty good this week although now iv said that I’ll probably jinx it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think iv upset one of my colleagues this morning already…. They text me last night asking if id sorted some work I was doing and I text them back saying we’ll speak about it in works time… oops, perhaps I should of phrased it a bit better than that, but STILL… I aint thinking about work at 6.40 in the evening lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! Got loads on today! And tonight im going to Chelle’s house for the Ann Summers party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I can’t think of a more imaginative title than Thursday today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116064120036509297?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116064120036509297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116064120036509297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116064120036509297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116064120036509297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116049364969008815</id><published>2006-10-10T16:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T16:20:49.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgent my arse</title><content type='html'>Today has been a big struggle. I’m in the office on my own every Tuesday, and it’s easily the worst day of the week for me. Work’s been hectic; everything is “urgent” today grrr…. I love that people throw around that word without thinking about what really is “Urgent”, so im running round like a blue-arsed fly sorting people's shit out and it turns out its not even that urgent! *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a shame I haven’t got much planned for tonight. My Mum’s cooking tea so I hope its something nice… I had pasta, salad and coleslaw for my lunch today and there was proper loads, iv also had a huge flapjack this afternoon, and feel a bit sicky now :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve actually got a fair bit to look forward to this week, tomorrow is Chad day where I might find a new job (and also I will see the pic I put in there for my mates 21st! – can’t wait for her to see it!) I’m off to my bud Chelle’s Thursday night for an Ann Summers Party which should be fun, Friday night in with Carl, might suggest Domino’s as I get 50% discount! OH YES! And Saturday night I’m out on the town for Jade’s 21st, which will be quality! It’ll be mega hard not to smoke, but I have a funky lil’ outfit planned and I’m just gonna have a drink in each had and dance all night to forget about my craving! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday I’m off to buy that lush dress from Red Herring!! (Which is going to go perfect with the shoes I sneakily brought yesterday to cheer myself up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, well gabbling has made me feel better and taken up a little bit of time…. Gonna make a cuppa and enjoy the last hour at work :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116049364969008815?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116049364969008815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116049364969008815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116049364969008815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116049364969008815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/urgent-my-arse.html' title='Urgent my arse'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116040543774432639</id><published>2006-10-09T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T15:50:37.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Monday</title><content type='html'>Will I ever get through the HELL that is today??? I think my colleagues are purposely pissing me off!! Lol (still no fags if you hadn’t guessed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, to cheer myself up I ordered some lovely black pumps off ASOS this afternoon, and im planning on making a nice tea of pasta, sauce and salad MMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night went for a drive with Carl. We actually started looking at little areas and nice little places where we would be prepared to live.  We found a nice new estate near Sutton Junction which was very posh! (It has street names of Willow Drive and the like! How cute!), we went up on the new estate in Shirebrook and I have to admit it’s rather nice…. We did discuss living there (as its cheaper) but we thought about the schools and the shopping facilities and agreed that we’d like to be more Mansfield way and like to have nice shops/pubs in a relatively short distance from us… And then we finally went for a drive round Rainworth! MMMMM I love it there, id really like to live there if I’m honest! Either there or Forest Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… roll on 4.00. iv set myself a target and at 4.00 I’m going to make a drink and have a jammy dodger (iv got to give myself something to aim for)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116040543774432639?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116040543774432639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116040543774432639' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116040543774432639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116040543774432639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/magic-monday.html' title='Magic Monday'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116032307728483210</id><published>2006-10-08T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T16:57:57.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No smoking day 2</title><content type='html'>Shit I can really feel the lack if nicotine today. Im in a really foul mood, mind you it doesn’t help that my fathers a fucking twat. My Gran went to A&amp;E this morning, and after my mum went to work I took her home. My dad’s a nob; he made such a meal out of putting on her coat, locking the house up and getting into my car. I actually had to stop myself from taking a swipe at him. Grrr Sorry, for those who aren’t my brother will just think im being a mardy cow, but my dad really is that bad and sometimes I can’t bear to be in the house with him…. I can’t wait to move out, he’ll be out of my face everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into town this afternoon, to try and clear my head. Was pissed off cause Carl said he would come then he said he was too busy, and I wanted him to help me choose a new winter coat. I didn’t find a coat, but I found a dress, that I think im going to treat myself to, when say I get to maybe a week or 2 weeks of quitting….!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute hey? :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/1600/dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After town Carl came to mine and we took Max and Paddy (his mum’s Kings Charles Spaniels) round the rez… they were really well behaved actually, and cause they are so cute everyone kept stopping to “awww” them, I was running with Paddy through some puddles, and his mum is going to freak cause he’s filthy! Tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a pic: Max is on the left and Paddy is on the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/1600/max%20and%20paddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/3930/320/max%20and%20paddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what im up to tonight.. Carl was going to go to the gym - if he goes I won’t see him till Wednesday, which im annoyed at… BUT my mate Jade’s coming round tomorrow…. She’s going on Holiday next Monday and coming to nick some stuff…. Hats, bags, that sort of thing.  She’s also going to dye my hair for me.  I might post a pic tomorrow as I had it cut yesterday day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im off. I picked up the new boots Xmas catalogue today (Laura are you jealous?) and im going to drink my (now cold) tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116032307728483210?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116032307728483210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116032307728483210' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116032307728483210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116032307728483210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-smoking-day-2.html' title='No smoking day 2'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116015524777496162</id><published>2006-10-06T18:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:18:39.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stopping Smoking</title><content type='html'>WELL,,,, im back from the docs. basically he's told me iv got to stop smoking. Its non negotiable. Cigerettes supress your appetite, and doc reckons i will have 200/300 more calories a day by stopping smoking. I have to go cold turkey too.. no nicotine patches/gum as they have the same toxins in them that will surpress my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure how hard im going to find it...im feeling quite down about it.. i know if i stop and I put on more weight it will be great, plus I will save loads of extra cash for the house, and I wont smell like an ashtray blah blah blah, but its the habit, and a lot of my friends smoke, its going to be a bumpy ride, what makes it worse is my mum will gloat. she's been waiting for the doc to tell me to stop for over a year now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, i gotta do it... doc wants me to go back in 4 weeks with a gain in my weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all my friends... I apologise in advance if im a ratty, unsociable, scranny cow but its doing my health the world of good so please be supportive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ally xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116015524777496162?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116015524777496162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116015524777496162' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116015524777496162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116015524777496162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/stopping-smoking.html' title='Stopping Smoking'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116014435634561372</id><published>2006-10-06T15:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T15:19:16.353+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TFI Friday</title><content type='html'>Well, it’s Friday!! FINALLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve not been up to much these past few days so not a lot tell… mainly watched TV last night (there is some great comedies on BBC2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had such a horrid week at work though. I’ve been so so busy, which usually I don’t moan about but iv not been very well this week. I’ve had tummy ache pretty much all week, and I’ve finally booked an appointment at the doc’s at 4.40. Hopefully he can sort out my bad tum and we can address the weight issue. &lt;br /&gt;At the moment I’m chomping through a mars bar (284 calories) I cannot believe people eat these things on a daily basis… but my mum said that they give them to under-nourished people so I’m forcing it down (literally) yuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the weekend, mainly so that I’m not suffering at work, and I can just lie in bed with my tummy ache… I’m off to the Pub Saturday afternoon to watch the football, which is something to look forward to, and I plan to go into town on Sunday to get a new winter coat – iv received £50 from college today for completing my AAT course in August, so I’m going to spend it on something I need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv been pretty annoyed with my brother today, and its difficult falling out when he’s in Manchester… I accidentally opened a parcel of his the other day (we both share the same initial and the same surname) and he flipped out. I explained that he should get parcels delivered to Manchester if he was worried someone else would open them (it was only a CD) or include another initial on his delivery address so that I know they are not for me (it wasn’t addressed to Mr or Miss), well anyway… funny thing is he always asks me while I’m at work to check his ebay and hotmail for messages as he hasn’t have internet access at work, and doesn’t have his own internet connection at home.  For months I’v been checking them, and today iv flipped. He’s been very demanding, asking me to respond to ebay messages for tickets he’s selling and expecting me to start cancelling his auctions he has running and set up a buy-it-now auction for someone… and im like NO WAY! I’ve e-mailed him telling him he’s taking the piss, and I had enough.  I did go a bit far and threaten to open all his mail at home whether it said Mr on or not! Ooops, perhaps I should apologise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s my day so far!  Wish me luck at the docs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116014435634561372?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116014435634561372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116014435634561372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116014435634561372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116014435634561372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/tfi-friday.html' title='TFI Friday'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-116003688678174314</id><published>2006-10-05T09:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T09:28:06.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmen 3</title><content type='html'>This film RULES!!!!!! Watched it last night, and it rocks.  Was really exited when it got delivered. It’s a mint film, some great effects and a great plot. I love the X-men films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ordered the Fantastic four DVD off Play.com – getting right into the superhero films now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-116003688678174314?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/116003688678174314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=116003688678174314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116003688678174314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/116003688678174314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/xmen-3.html' title='Xmen 3'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-115990978267174090</id><published>2006-10-03T22:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T22:09:42.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bently Man</title><content type='html'>Ha ha ha just driving home from the Talbot tonight and noticed i was driving behind a Bently... Pulled up next to it at the traffic lights and start checking out the car... The guy clocks me and i look away.  Embarrased i casually start looking at the car again and see him look at me... and get this.. he smiles.. AND waves!! Not that im not happy with Carl like, but HELLO?!! guy with a Bently!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-115990978267174090?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115990978267174090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=115990978267174090' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115990978267174090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115990978267174090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/bently-man.html' title='Bently Man'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-115987315409667717</id><published>2006-10-03T11:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:59:14.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview Feedback</title><content type='html'>I’ve just come back from a meeting with the manager who interview me last week, and turned me down for the post of Management Accounts Assistant, and I have to say I feel a little better.  I’m still so gutted I didn’t get the job BUT the manager said that I interviewed great, she was impressed that I was chatty, friendly and bubbly, and I wasn’t afraid to ask when I didn’t understand something, its just that’s the person who beat me to it has more experience in a finance environment (whereas I work in IT doing a finance role)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she’s actually spoken to the Assistant Director about me, and that if anything were to come up in the future she would want them to know I would be interested and I would be a good candidate for employment.  So I guess in that respect, iv gained the fact that they know who I am, know I’m keen, know I interview well and would be a good person to employ, so that gets me ahead of the game slightly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So feeling slightly positive, I’m gonna get some lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-115987315409667717?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115987315409667717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=115987315409667717' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115987315409667717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115987315409667717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/interview-feedback.html' title='Interview Feedback'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-115980980050864717</id><published>2006-10-02T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:23:20.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight gain and the X Factor</title><content type='html'>Sick of being stupid skinny iv decided to start a weight gain mission.  For the time being im going to aim for a stone… and see where that takes me (up to 8st 10lb’s im hoping!!).  The plan is to eat more food (stuff that generally people leave out their diet) but I have to be careful as with my IBS I will get tummy ache with certain foods! *grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT not to be put off today for my lunch I had a ham salad sandwich, a pack of dorito’s, a pot of coleslaw, a sausage roll and a yoghurt and im fit to bust still (at 6.00pm).  Not to be put off im going to make pizza and chippies for my tea….  Hoping to see some weight gain process soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it’s about time really.. having lost a stone and a half (in about a year) through illness, its got to the point where my bones are all visible, and after losing a further 3lb’s the other day you can make out my ribs (sorry that’s hanging isn’t it), it’s the final straw and hopefully it will cheer me up if I put on some of the weight Iv lost.  Im almost ashamed to say the jeans a brought were a size smaller than the ones im currently wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as a note more than anything, im SICK TO DEATH of people talking about the fecking X factor with me.  I don’t watch it, I don’t care about it and I don’t think so and so should of got through instead of whoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-115980980050864717?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115980980050864717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=115980980050864717' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115980980050864717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115980980050864717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/weight-gain-and-x-factor_02.html' title='Weight gain and the X Factor'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-115972739447338190</id><published>2006-10-01T19:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:29:54.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you warm enough?</title><content type='html'>Im not going to make a habbit of posting a million-billion times a day BUT  jesus.... why dont people just say what they frikkin mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the weather dropped a little cooler, evey night when I've been eating my tea my parents have asked me "are you warm enough"  each day replying, "yes, im fine thanks" progressivly getting more irritated as the weeks go on... What iv cottoned on to today is that- they dont actually mean "are you warm enough" they actually mean "im cold... please can you put the heating on"!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's angered me rather a-lot and I'v flipped out at them... ha! serves them right the lazy buggers! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-115972739447338190?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115972739447338190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=115972739447338190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115972739447338190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115972739447338190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/are-you-warm-enough.html' title='Are you warm enough?'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35345567.post-115971728214021761</id><published>2006-10-01T16:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T16:47:16.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Blog</title><content type='html'>Well... Blogging seems to be the thing to do nowadays so i might as well join in and ramble on about my day here instead of boring the pants off Carl!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk a lot of shit, but i doubt many will view this so it doens't matter really does it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a Senior Finance assistant working for the NHS... iv just recently applied (and failed) to get a Management Accountany Assistants role in the Finance Dept at my place, which im still really gutted about.  I really needed this job for so many different reasons... I dont seem to be getting anywhere career-wise which is getting me down big time.... im chuffed that all my friends are getting on well with their jobs, but its hard when they keep getting promoted and i don't (we've all got the same qualification for god's sake!).  I also want a new job to be able to MOVE OUT!  after being with Carl for over 6 and a half years its the natural next-step for us... and also it SUCKS living at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats pretty much what this blogs going to be like.. hope you like it... if not... why are you here?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35345567-115971728214021761?l=a1ly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/feeds/115971728214021761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35345567&amp;postID=115971728214021761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115971728214021761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35345567/posts/default/115971728214021761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a1ly.blogspot.com/2006/10/1st-blog.html' title='1st Blog'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11865807410994431805</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y228/mrs_grotbags/grin2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
