I’m not entirely sure why but whenever I open up the ‘post an entry’ page, I have the strangest urge to start my posts with a David Hewlett style “Hello internets, tis I!” greeting – you’ve seen his vlogs and know what I mean, right?
Let’s see, whats the latest in the Land Of Llama. I did not sleep well last night. Or, at all, really. I went to bed at normal time around 10:30-11:00 or so, gave up and got up around 03:20, was still awake at about 05:30, fell asleep finally just after that and woke up again around 09:00. I’ve been feeling all fuzzy and thick headed all day and yeah my Sunday has been powered by Red Bull.
I spent a lazy morning in bed getting a new layout up here (what do you think of it?), reading blogs and listening to music. I discovered a wonderful playlist on Spotify – yup a 9 hour, 161 song playlist of all 4 seasons worth of soundtrack… What can I say? The show and it’s music has become such a guilty pleasure of mine. I’m about 3/4 of the way through S2 at the moment.
As with all things country music related, I blame Gary Quinn
I tried to take a nap this afternoon but I’m pretty sure it failed. I genuinely don’t know if I fell asleep or not, which was the strangest sensation ever. I felt even fuzzier than I did before I crawled into bed and oh the thumpy head. I dosed it with some caffeine, sugar, chicken pot pie and baked beans then had a lovely soak in a hot bubble bath, reading Poppy Z Brite – Lost Souls and listening to The Life Of Riley.
Now, I’ve taken some painpills and sleeping pills. I’m back on the Nashville playlist. I’m reading a DK Publishing astronomy book called The Planets: The Definitive Visual Guide To Our Solar System. And I’m futzing around on LJ and DW.
How’s your Sunday been?
In an effort to post more, to get myself back into the routine of posting – and to give me something to post about, I’m going down the route of one of those ’30 day memes’… so here goes!
Day 01 — Your favorite song
Why do these things always have to start with ‘your favourite song’?
Um. OK. So for all time favourite song it’s toss up between two for me:
Meat Loaf – Rock & Roll Dreams
Goo Goo Dolls – Slide
what you feel is what you are and what you are is beautiful
Slide is the song that has saved my life on many occasions. I’ve been lucky enough to tell the guys how much it means to me and what it’s done for me. I cried while telling them and Johnny just pulls me into this hug, says “don’t cry doll” and tells me how much he appreciated me telling them and it felt like he cared
I still cry every single damn time I hear the song. And I want to get that lyric tattooed, but I don’t know where
You’re never alone cause you can put on the phones and let the drummer tell your heart what to do
Rock & Roll Dreams… it just sums up how powerful and moving and evocative music can be. How there’s always a song for your moment, for your mood, for what you’re feeling and that it’s ok to let it sweep you away.
Now, my two current favourite songs are
Lindsey Stirling – Roundtable Rival
Delta Rae – Dance In The Graveyard
(OK so they’re not necessarily current songs – but they’re songs I’m really loving a lot right now)
For something completely different again, the song I’ve had stuck in my head for the last like week or so is Miley Cyrus – See You Again
And yes I’m completely aware that my music taste is utterly batshit LMAO
the rest of the days: Continue reading
Things did get better on Sunday. I took my anxiety meds, showered, took the pills and potions and went to Tesco once I’d calmed down. I then spent the afternoon curled up on the couch watching Shirley Valentine and Silent Hill.
Yesterday I decided I’d had enough of having a cough and no voice for over a week so I rang the doctors for an appointment. Only to be told I could have one in January. Um… no. Start telling the receptionist that I’m asthmatic and though I had a chest infection only to dissolve into a coughing fit. That managed to get me a call back from the doctor.
When the doctor called, I could barely talk and just coughed lots. He turned around and got me an appointment for the following morning.
9:20 this morning rolls around and I get seen by the doctor on time. Mild fever, blood oxygen and blood pressure normal. Lungs ‘perfectly clear’ and then he looks down my throat. He declares it’s all very red and swollen and angry and that there’s ulcers all around my pharynx. Says I have pharyngitis and laryngitis. That it normally takes 10-15 days to clear so I’m at the half-way mark. Keep hydrated, keep taking paracetamol and soothers. Rest my voice. If it’s not better next week come back.
On the bright side, I don’t have to answer the phones in work! I’ve got my phone set to ‘send all to voicemail’, pick up the messages as they’re left and email people back with ‘sorry, can’t return your call, I’ve got laryngitis’… I’m clearing my backlog of emails and queries nicely which makes me happy.
Tonight… tonight I’m thinking I’m going to stay curled up on my couch and listen to the Spotify ‘Christmas Crackers’ playlist, in an effort to find some Christmas spirit before the weekend. So far there’s been Shakin’ Stevens, Wham!, Wizzard, Paul McCartney, Band Aid and still to come there’s Slade, The Pogues & Kirsty Macoll, Elton John, Michael Buble…
But of course, I can’t sing along 😦
As part of my 101 Things In 1001 Days I set out to write a list of 100 Things That Make Me Happy.
It took me something like 2 months to compile the list and I was mindful to try to make sure it wasn’t just fandom related – that it was very well-rounded and covered a variety of things that I enjoy.
If I’m honest, It was actually a lot harder to do than anticipated. I don’t know if that’s just because of how down I’ve been over the last 6 months or so. At the same time, though, writing it and re-reading it has been a pretty good form of therapy. Reminding me of little things that make me smile – and nudging me to go and do some of them.
Anything than involves happiness is never a bad thing, right?
So here is 100 things that make Cassie happy
1. Going to bed and knowing I don’t have an alarm set in the morning
2. Having a hot bath, putting on warm & clean pjs and getting into a freshly made bed with clean bedding
3. Getting a forward-facing window seat with a table on the train to work
4. Getting any seat on the train home from work
5. My Natalie
6. My Dragon
7. Stargate SG1
8. Stargate Atlantis
9. Star Wars
10. TLOR gigs
The only problem, and I use the term loosely, with weekends is that I tend to completely throw my body clock out during them. As I’m typing this, it is 00:07 on Sunday night/Monday morning and I’m awake. I should be fast asleep but nope, not even a little bit sleepy. My alarm is going off at 06:30 so tomorrow I will mostly be zombified!
It’s all my own fault. I didn’t get out of bed til gone 11 this morning. I was awake by about 9:30 but I was having a little battery-powered me time with some wonderful daydreams about a very dominant Sam Carter *grins*
I watched the first couple of episodes of Rizzoli & Isles. It’s one of those shows I’ve been umming and ahhing about watching for a couple of years. I’ve always heard such good reviews but at the same time I love the books so I was torn. I took some advice and pretended the show was separate to the books and you know what? I thoroughly enjoyed what I watched and am more than a little bit in love with Maura Isles already ♥
Other than that, I’ve just been chilling and listening to music/sorting out my itunes. I managed to copy all the music off my ipod so I’ve been sorting through that, ripping CDs and rebuilding my digital music collection. I’ve been using Spotify so much recently that I’ve not been taking care of the music I own. Apparently it’s time to do that. It’ll be a slow process but it’s always fun rediscovering music that I used to love, had forgotten how much I love and am falling in love with all over again.
Also, and completely unrelatd to any of that, my left hip hurts. 😦
When I was but a wee llama, I was madly in love with Jason Donovan. You know, back when he looked like this. Oh be still my pre-teen beating heart! The tousled blond hair, the brown eyes, the perfect smile, the tan… ♥
I adored him as Scott Robinson in Neighbours and my little heart was broken when Scott married Charlene. There were tears. I remember it well.
I loved his music too. I had all the singles on 7″ and all his albums on tape. I’m not sure I should even be admitting this but I can still sing along wordperfect to songs like Too Many Broken Hearts or Especially For You (I’d forgiven him for marrying Kylie at that point!), or When You Come Back To Me. My parents even took me up to London to see him playing Joseph in the West End, which started a whole new love.
I still have a ridiculous amount of love for that musical and have seen it many many times. ALL THE LOVE.
Then, of course, it all came crashing down with the drugs and he disappeared into obscurity, once again breaking my tween heart. The pain, the agony! *cries*
I also have no idea why I’m writing a blog post about my late 80s/early 90s love for an Australian soap/popstar. I have however discovered he does an All 80’s Show on Heart FM on a Sunday night so I might have to look into that.
And sure, the drugs and all really aged him badly but he’s still a good looking guy and I also can’t help but think how much he looks like his dad!
I’m now going to be really pathetic and wander over to Spotify or iTunes and see if I can’t find me some ‘classic’ Jason to listen to!