Thursday, August 31, 2006

A real nail biter

So I spent yesterday evening being all girly and doing my nails. As some of you may know I have a very bad habit of biting my nails, never down to a disgusting level, but still it is a nasty thing to do. I am currently in the process of trying to quit, which is quite difficult because it is something I do subconsciously, especially when working. My worst situation is at the cinema, at the end of the movie I look down and my nails have gone and I have no recollection of chewing them - but I am not aware of any nail stealing fairies that inhabit cinemas so I figure it has to be me. However, if anyone does know of such fairies please get in touch, because I need to have words with them.

Anyways… it is going quite well so I attempted to paint and pamper them last night, I say attempt as it is something that practice makes perfect… so I am far from perfect. It looks like a monkey got loose with some nail varnish (although none got consumed and I bet a monkey would eat some), so I consider myself lucky to have chosen a relatively subtle colour. I would appreciate all sending me happy ‘don’t-bite-your-nail’ vibes for the near future, and perhaps I can achieve my goal. I do not plan to watch any films in the near future, that would be tempting fate.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Naked?

My shorts are out of stock - there are not even any in Italy apparently. Anyone have any bubblewrap going spare?

Money Money Money

I think the jetlag is finally settling, although I did appreciate another marathon night’s sleep last night. I am reminded how much I like sleep, and how little I like excel (the latter is where most of my work lies at present).

So what have I been up to other than taking some z’s (to apostrophe or not? I fear not but it looks silly without one)? I did some online shopping for my upcoming (under 130 days) snowboarding adventure last night. Now I know my dad may believe that snowboarding is synonymous with suicide for me, but I am rather excited. I bought some rather sexy protective gear from dainese, hardly high fashion but I am sure my bum will be grateful when I hit the floor for the 300th time. Thermals were also purchased so aforementioned rear is also warm when it makes contact with snow. Ooh and gloves and wrist guards - hey big spender, spend a little time with me!

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

4th Dimension

I feel I should start by saying ‘It’s nice to be back’ but I would be lying, I would much rather still be in England not worrying about the sheer volume of work I need to do. I am glad to be blogging again though, thanks to George for covering for me in my absence. He did a stand up job I think (cue applause) and I am sure we have not seen the last of him.

So I found myself in a tear in the space-time continuum coming back from Blighty. Atlanta airport does not follow the rules that the rest of the world appears to function fairly well by. At 5pm we were informed our plane had landed, and a 5.34pm takeoff did not seem too unreasonable. At 6pm we were then told our plane was in the air and had yet to approach Atlanta, so it was clearly travelling backwards and would rearrive at its departure point before its arrival. Most perplexing. Turned out the original message was true and our poor plane sat on the tarmac waiting for a gate for an hour. I did debate staying in Atlanta for a year or so to write my dissertation and perhaps finish earlier than I had started it but decided the comfort of home was calling.

We ended up being 5 hours late because the toilet, yes the toilet, delayed us. They managed to overflow it (it was full, needed emptying and in their wisdom in the emptying process they added MORE fluid! Do I not know what empty means? More fluid seems the opposite!). As this fluid is corrosive (and smelly, really smelly - bear in mind we had already boarded at this point and were on the plane when it happened) to the plane we had to deplane and wait for ages while they cleaned it up and checked the aircraft was OK. When we did get back on the toilet was still not working (only 30 minute flight so we were OK) and the aroma of the plane was somewhat more interesting than it had been initially.

Mmmmmmm

Monday, August 28, 2006

Final words

I think this will be my last post for a while - madam is chomping at the bit to get back into the whole blogging thing. Rather annoyed as I have written more blogs and they all posted as blank - who stole my blogs you (insert b word here)….? Honestly for a rabbit to go to all that trouble and get no satisfaction at the end of it was quite disheartening. But I will get over it, eventually.

So what have we been up to? Last week saw me and madam frolicking in the city of London. She was working in the Natural History Museum, knee deep in space rocks and, therefore, in her element. We did get a chance to see some of the museum itself - which brought on a little period of reminiscing as it had been a good decade and a half since we last went with school (I have been with her since birth you see, I was but a young kitten back then - on a side note, why are baby bunnies kittens, or kits for short? Do we not deserve our own baby name?).

The bird hall was something that had stuck in both our memories.

It was full of stuffed birds, birds that watched you with beady eyes, birds that glared at you through glass cases. The hall went on forever, the birds surrounded you, aaagggghhhh the birds!!! Turns out it is not so scary now, not that either of us have developed a penchant for stuffed birds. Give me a dead dinosaur any day - they had animatronic ones too which were pretty darn cool, not animatronic dead ones though as that would render the animatronic point rather mute.

Taxidermy is rather funny really. I mean what kid wants to grow up to stuff dead animals, or even what adult (in their right mind anyway)? I mean thank goodness for them - how would we creep out an enitre class of children without them?

I am sure that some smart alec amongst you is now going to point out that I am in fact stuffed. I would like to tell you that stuffism is a horrible prejudice. Just because I have pillow filling where you have your cold, cold heart and cannot maintain a circulatory system does not make me less of a bunny. I think I shall go cry in a corner.

Friday, August 18, 2006

This week

So this week has been one of weddings (well one wedding) and seeing old friends and new places for madam. Very relaxing, and a return to work in just over a week is looming over the horizon and is not a welcome event. I am afraid I can only give you the highlights as I am kept most of the time in an enclosed space (it is quite plainly animal cruelty but I have made it my home best I can). The wonderful M and madam went to the beach to view the North Sea and for a quick paddle. I did not partake in the paddling activities on account of not being insane and staying clear of freezing water. Their claims that it was not too cold did not fool me - oh no! I preferred to take in the sights from more civilised places, like the dunes…



or a tree…



Ice creams were bought (and not shared with me might I add) and much fun was had. Even went to a place called Seal Sands and initially I was very suspicious of false advertising as there were no seals to be found. We did all then see some objects in the distance that were either seals or logs and one of them moved so we are plumping for the former. I like seals.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

As promised

Sorry chaps I have been kept busy of late and, while I have been thinking of you all often and how I should blog, the days have kind of got away with themselves. Seven of them I believe, seven days that pretty much made free with themselves thinking that their events would go unreported, how wrong they were. The temptation is to write one massive post but I think I shall break it up a little or no one will read it the whole way through, plus this way you can skip the boring ones easier.

So last Thursday madam gave her talk in Zurich (I am sans umlaut today as I am on a PC) and I believe all went well, but how is one to tell these things? A simple rabbit such as myself cannot understand such science, and I have no urge to either. The evening was entirely more stressful thanks to the problems at Heathrow and her recent travel plans. I have a lot of empathy for others so I turned to the wine to help me cope with the stress of the overall situation.

No bloggage

Give me time o’ loyal readers I shall blog about much on Friday.

The hat...

Now it seems many are anxious to see the wedding hat, the requests have been bustling in to madam, but she has been more than reluctant. Well I am sure you will have all noticed that I am one hell of a photographic bunny and because of that I managed to get a picture with the aforementioned hattage. I am posting it with the vain hope she will not withdraw it when she takes back blogging duites. Enjoy it while you can!



Of course the whole outfit is really needed to appreciate it but I am a male bunny and the skirt just would not have suited me. Any requests for those pictures should be made in person to the boss lady.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Out and About

Well here I am again - hope you appreciate how hard it is to type with such small rabbit paws as I have. I sometimes use my feet too, it is reminiscent of that scene in ‘Big’ where they play that piano on the floor by jumping around. Not sure it does the laptop any good as I have been consuming my fair share of wurst while here in Switzerland. I am becoming a little more of a rabbit than I used to be!

Yesterday they actually gave the nerds a break from their conference, not that they know how to appreciate it. We all went en-masse on a nice boat ride from Zürich (I found out how to do the fancy umlaut thing) to a historic town called Rappersvil. Here is me enjoying the boat ride.


Was beautiful weather and madam got burnt and aquired a few new freckles. I named them Anastasia and Pickles, but apparently the others don’t have names (it is a sheer volume issue I believe, she’s not frecklist) so I am not allowed to use them. If I ever have baby bunnies I think Pickles will be recycled there. I got quite tired hopping around the monastery and castle so we did stop briefly for drinks and ice creams. The bees were most loving - but madam is beeist (quite frankly they scare her but you did not hear it from me) so it was unappreciated. We then took a bus back to our conference centre. Please observe the crazy seat colours - enough to give one a bunny headache, if I did not already have one from the keychain embedded in mine (piercing gone wrong - I don’t wish to discuss it).

Tuesday, August 8, 2006

Mini-bar hopping

Can anyone tell me what happened last night? Thanks to the beer bunny fairies for bringing me home. I overdid it. Madam was far more restrained… and sober…. and boring (but that pretty much follows the first two).

Friday, August 4, 2006

George to the rescue

So as The usual blog writer is working hard in Zurich, I thought I would commander the blog, which considering if you look at the website is my blog anyway. Can I commander something that is already mine - perhaps I have to recommander, anyway what is some incorrect grammar between friends. Oh in case you did not guess this is George.

Thought I would start by sharing some of pictures of the trip so far. We left Saturday afternoon, with a stupid amount of luggage, and a lot of not very nice words used to describe a hat. Not quite sure what she has against the aforementioned item but I would not take its place that’s for sure (partly as I think it must be rather dull sitting on someone’s head all the time). Anyway here is a picture of me enjoying a cold one at the airport:


Our journey was fairly uneventful really. Don’t think missy got any sleep though - she seemed to be making up a lot of to do lists in her head, none of which she can remember now, but time passed. The hotel room is small to say the least - has two beds but with no space between them so everyone can get all snug together, whether that was their plan or not. I was rather jetlagged upon our arrival and while they all went off to round up some food I napped:


Well that is all for today - time is money and all that. I’ll be back when I can steal madam’s mac away from her next. I wish you all a goodnight - is it night? My body clock is still most unsure.

Travels

I am off to Zurich tomorrow - hence my earlier packing issues, which were solved with a nice big cup of coffee and a long period of time knee-deep in clothes. Really regretting the decision to not send the hat on ahead but take it as an extra piece of luggage. In fact I am now anti-hat, if it wasn’t for the fact that I feel obliged to wear it now, I might perform some ritual sacrificial ceremony involving the millinery object. I guess there is always after the wedding… that gives me over a week to plot its demise, always something to look forward to. Mwuu-ha-ha!

Not sure how much I will be able to blog while I am away, so please excuse any erratic behaviour over the next three weeks (I am afraid I have no excuse for any over the last 26 years). I will endeavour to keep all and sundry updated with my latest adventures.

To do list

I need to pack - can someone do this for me as I really need a nap right now? I’ll make you dinner or something as a thank you - oh but make sure to pack me enough underwear, and I am a girl so put in lots of shoes (pairs preferably as odd shoes are pretty pointless) thanks again!

Thursday, August 3, 2006

My morning

So I got up, entirely unwillingly but under necessity. I promptly dropped my deodorant in the toilet, after wiping it off and washing hands etc… I opened it and the insides flew out and…. yes landed in the toilet. Not an auspicious start to my Thursday - I did have a spare deodorant for those of you that are worrying about my current aroma. I then walked out of the house, drove to University and while walking to my office realised that not only was my t-shirt on backwards it was also inside-out.

And so it begins….

Wednesday, August 2, 2006

My name is not George…

and I have a drinking problem. It’s not alcohol related, although some of my nearest and dearest would day I do have an alcohol problem - I don’t drink enough! Mine is entirely caffeine related. I went a little crazy today and had it in almost every drinkable form - hot in coffee and tea, cold with bubbles several times, cold without bubbles - no hot with bubbles but one has to draw the line somewhere. I wouldn’t say I was tired today.. well certainly not after the drinks, but I mean before them. Fact is I like it, I like it a lot. Coffee cheers me up of a morning.

Hurrah for coffee!!!!!

As for my penchant for bubbly beverages, I just cannot help myself. Nothing like something you are not supposed to have to get a craving going. Anyway not sure why I am telling you this, it is not a big newsflash, but hey if you want excitement - look to your own lives and if you cannot find it there, well then don’t bitch at me about mine!

Tuesday, August 1, 2006

Probing issues

The probe is not communicating again. I think perhaps it needs to see a therapist about this recurring issue, as it is effecting other people’s daily lives as well as its own. Maybe it feels it has no purpose to life - although I would think that analysing mineral chemistries (amongst other things) was pretty specific, but then perhaps when it was little it wanted to be an opera singer and now feels unfulfilled. It is hard to know. I just wish it would cooperate with me, I talk nicely too it, give it the odd encouraging word now and then, the occasional pat. I appreciate it. Group hug!