I Hate Everyone Who Goes To The Cinema

I came back to check up on my blog this afternoon and was HORRIFIED to discover I haven't updated it in FOUR MONTHS. What's that about?

So, unable to bother enough to write something original for today here's a piece I wrote a while back about hating everyone who goes to the cinema. Enjoy.

Fresh Queen of Cathays

On the fields of Somerset, born and raised
In my tractor is where I spent most of my days
Ploughin' and preparin' my harvest was a lark
And doing some cow-tipping after it turned dark.

When a couple of guys, they might've been thiefs
Started makin' crop circles in amongst my sheafs
I ruined one barn dance and folk started tellin' tales
I said I'm going to study lit in a city in Wales

I whistled for my horse and when it came close
I saw someone had kindly shaved "M4" on its arse
If anything I could say that this might've been a myth
But I though "nah forget it, oh boyo! To the 'Diff!"

**Doodoo doo DOODOO doo dooo! Doodoo doo DOODOO doo doo!**

We. Reared. UP to student halls, where I would be living
I implored of lovely Dobbin "yo horse, stop shitting"
I looked at my bedroom in a wonder and haze,
I'm finally here. I'm the Queen of Cathays.

Kyle's Ravenclaw Scarf

Quite a while ago I believe I promised my friend off of the Twitters, @iamspacebar a Harry Potter scarf and then I forgot about it. He kindly reminded me just before Christmas and, ignoring his pleas that he was kidding, I went ahead and big fat knitted one for him anyway.

His house is obviously Ravenclaw so I found this lovely super-chunky yarn by Patons. I picked the colours "Delphinium" and "Indigo" as they were cute hues of Ravenclaw blue. They can be purchased HERE. Because it was super chunky it knit up really quickly.

I just went for a simple scarf structure. I used 10mm needles, cast on 20 stitches and knit 25 rows in each colour before switching back and casting off when I nearly ran out of yarn. Simple!

Here are some photos of *me* wearing it, because I'm yet to send it up to bonny Scotland for Kyle...




This is an in-progress photo of me setting in the loose ends after the knitting with a crochet hook I had lying around.






And because I'm wholly uncapable of being completely serious about anything this is a little shot I like to call Dilophosaurus-Chic



Click HERE to view this work on my Ravelry.

Writer's Room

This is a blog post about that most spectacular of things: the Writer's Room.

No, not the BBC website (( CLICK HERE )) which you should check out if you *do* write as it's inspiring and awesome.

No, the bedroom/workspace of a young writer; older writers have got their shit together somewhat and can possibly afford two separate rooms for sleeping and work. Not us under the age of 55 though.



Behold! The bed, expertly made just how I like it! Sure, it has an overabundance of cushions, pillows and blankets and SURE I may HAVE to rearrange and pad about like a restless cat for half an hour before I settle at 5am each night... but this is where the magic happens. And by magic I mean reading sometimes. And sleeping. Mmmmmm.



Behold! My PC. Built by me so it doesn't work as well as a ready-made shop bought one. That's how I like it. This is where I do my research and writing. Well... when I say research I mean browsing Reddit, Tumblr and occasionally Wikipedia (for verification; that site is so correct ALL of the time). Aaaand by writing I mean browsing Reddit, Tumblr and occasionally Wikipedia for hours before writing half a page, getting tired and crawling the half a metre to bed. WITHOUT my feet having to touch the floor might I add? Chyeah.



Behold! (Okay, I'll stop with the beholding) My bookshelf. Stocked to the brim with my assortment of books. Get this, only those which I have purchased in 2011 are here (and one or two already in 2012). I will blog on this minor, MINOR obsession at a later date. But yeah, man I love books. There's also a complete boxset of The Wire sitting there. Ignore that. And the knitting. That's not where that goes.





These are the storage areas of my room. Above the gas meter cupboard, behind my desk and under my bed. As you can see everything is neatly stacked and labelled to make it really easy for me when I want to find something and/or move house. Proud of these.




This is my DVD/Xbox game collection. At one point it was all categorised and alphabetised but then I wanted it to be colour-coded, lost heart IMMEDIATELY and this happened. The only semblance of intelligence in this set up is the Star Trek and Friends boxsets being used like bookends. Hooray!



My clothes, all washed nicely and hung away. I'm all neat and tidy with my clothes like that.



My dresser... I *think*. Look, it's called organised chaos. I know where everything is in my room! ...Unless it's in one of the storage areas. Don't ask about those, I get upset.

SHUT UP.

Janu-hairy

I'm hilarious. Here is the January hair. Apple green.