tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-106019262011-10-26T14:03:15.178ZMy thoughts on things and what I've been up to, generally confuzzling, hence the name!Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.comBlogger1761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1145639354205052882006-04-21T16:48:00.000Z2006-04-21T17:14:54.870Z

Surely not? But folks, I kid you not, last night I attended, for the first time in a while, the theatre. I went with a mate from work who literally came in the other day and said, "Who wants to go to the theatre tomorrow?" and only me said yes. So it was me and 8 of his friends, and I had no idea what I was going to see, since I hadn't bothered to ask. Free ticket? Yes please... I'll watch

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Argh what a nightmare! I lost my phone on Saturday night and as it is a pay and go and pretty much knackered, I was hoping that it'd be found by someone who like me, finds home on the contacts and calls them to tell them where their phone can be located. Unfortunately not. So today I went and bought a new phone, this time on Orange (as all my friends are on Orange). Good so far. £40 for a phone

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sarah --[noun]:A person who makes a living suing celebrities'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.comDamn knew I was destined to be a lawyer, if I'd known that maybe I wouldn't have flunked the degree!

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Tonight myself and my brothers went out to celebrate my dad's 50th. Which basically involved a lovely meal at an Italian and my dad looking lost while me and my brothers jibbered on about rubbish. Plus copious amounts of alcohol. 2 glasses of wine and I was being overly forward with my dad. My grandma was over a few weeks ago so I asked my dad if he'd told her that I was a raving dyke (my words

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Ok so the truth is not that I've had nothing to blog about, because I have, even if it was only drunken renditions of the Spice Girls in Fleetwood bus shelters. The truth is, I have nothing I wish to share with the whole world. I'm having a few issues with blogging lately, and can't decide how much I'd like to let you in on. This comes from a variety of reasons: -1) Exes: I don't wanna hurt

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So what is it about St Patricks day that makes everyone "go Irish" for the day? The quest to down 4 pints of Guinness and wear a silly hat for the day, but do any of us know what St Patrick's day is about other than excessive consumption of Guinness? Well someone does, and is kind enough to write about it. God bless Wikepedia. This afternoon when the rugby was on, there were all the Irish

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Ok so Meg's birthday celebrations part 2 (the gay version). Not going to bore you with the details, as mainly the same places we always go, so I'll just tell you about a few choice moments of the evening out:Got aftershocks from the bar. They came in really wide glasses. I said "They look like goggles" and put them to my eyes. Meg wanted to take a picture, coz it was funny. So I held them to my

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Saturday it was Meg's birthday celebrations part one. So we went out in town. Now I'm not generally a fan of straight Blackpool but I'm willing to go out occasionally out of the protective loop that is the scene. I spent the whole afternoon shopping in Manchester for a new top and went out looking very straight I must say! I got there before everyone else and I was dying for the loo and there was

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This weekend I took a few days off for Rhys's birthday and went down to Liverpool. Anyway the lads had gone to lunch already as I said not to wait til 2pm for me so i was trying to find somewhere to eat something. Now I wanted to stay away from Starbucks/McDonalds/KFC so I went for a little walk down the cavern quarter of Liverpool hoping I could find a cute little cafe that's similar to my fave

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Ok so it's taken some time to do this, mainly because my internet connection has been majorly sucky. So while it's working I'll do it to shut a certain young lady up. Last Friday we decided to do something more wholesome than spending the entire day in bed, so she brought her bike over and we decided to go for a ride. Now as I'd lost my bike lock I decided we should go to Blackpool so I could buy

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OK Ally has already blogged about this, but in case you don't read her blog* then I have posted this for you to play with. If you want one for your blog then just click here and go get one. It is too cool for words!! Might buy the t-shirt one day but for now I'll think about when on earth I'd wear it. Actually. We could all get them and have a blogging party, and actually meet the people who's

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So last Saturday night, me and Meg went to Funny Girls to see Rich at his new job. Or I should probably for the purposes of this blog refer to him as Miss Jasmine. Anyway as she was working very hard on waiting on tables, we decided to get the DJ, Zoe to give a shout out. After waiting for ages for her to finish talking I went up and gave her a slip of paper that said, Can you say hi to Miss

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...new everything. Again I've changed the layout of my blog. I don't know got tired of the old one. Plus I have a new blog and I wanted to keep the layout somewhat consistent. Don't get me wrong the blogs are entirely seperate, but the other one, which translates as "The Dream of my Life", is more intimate and delves into my subconcious. I chose the French because I like the ring of it, and also

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And I know it's generally March when we say White Rabbits, but I thought it today so I'm saying it. It's February which means the first month of 2006 is over with and to sum up it has been eventful.I know I've not been blogging much, but such is life, some weeks I blog loads and other weeks I hardly blog at all. But it has been almost a year since I started now! But yesterday I started to

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Ok this is old news but so much has happened and I don't want to put it all on here just at the moment. So there has been alot happening with the gay scene in Blackpool recently, as part of the blackpool masterplan to improve the town means the area including the Flying Handbag and Flamingos is going to be flattened. The guy who owns these, Basil Newby (ITP leisure) has moved them to new venues

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Yes it has been a rather random day. As it's January and people are cutting back on their spends and calories, we have been rather quieter than previously. So we have to find other ways to amuse ourselves. We have been doing coffee quizzes, so we can have sexy black aprons (meaning we're coffee experts - pfft) and other stuff to get pay rise of about 15p an hour, but still it's money. But even

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The next 8 posts are a round up of what I got up to on my holidays, complete with pictures. Thanks Ally for saying the camera over the ipod, it really came in handy! Anyway without further ado, read the next few posts, or at least look at the piccys!

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At 4am I was picked up by the taxi, having stayed up so I might have some chance of sleeping on the aeroplane. I was dancing around the front room whenI was picked up so all in high spirits really. We got on the shuttle flight from Manchester to London, which was no problem. When we went to baggage reclaim some guy tried to take my suitcase, thinking it was his, despite the fact that oit has my

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Today was a quiet day, I spent most of it hanging around by the pool with my brothers, taking full advantage of the swim up bar and messing about in the pool. I came out with "I couldn't possibly go to the bar, I'm a gay you see" and from there, that was the saying of the holiday, providing a giggle at the dull moments. We went kayaking and this was pretty boring, but we chased the banana boat to

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I woke up thinking "my mum's getting married today!" and went down to the beach to ask about windsurfing lessons. I'd fancied it and never done it and they let me do it straight away. I met my instructor, Mylo and after a land simulation, so I could get the hang of it before going in the water, we waded on in there and got on with it. The moment I first stood up on the board, before even touching

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I decided to go on a rainforest cycle adventure with my brother Craig. We got picked up by jeep, by Herbie (the driver) and Chris the tour guide, a genuine 100% rasta, whose poison is "Ganga on the rocks. Sitting on a rock, smoking a joint." We were taken to a little village on the edge of the forest and cycled into the forest from there. On the way, Chris stopped us, he jumped up a tree, picked

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I went on a whale and dolphin trip with my mum. Although we didn't see any dolphins (I think I'm cursed never to see them) we had a whale of a time (oh yeh pun city this post). We had the local beer, Piton in front of the Pitons. I spent most of the time on the boat getting very wet, dangling my legs over the side, and being chatted up by one of the (male) members of crew. Ah well, you can't help

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Today we went on an island boat tour. We went on this speedboat owned by a guy called Joy who lived in Soufriere. First he took us to this little beach where we were going to get a taxi to the volcano, but the tyre blew so we ended up playing catch with a coconut while the guy changed the wheel. We went to this waterfall and I managed to get the whole family to try cocoa by talking to this guy

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Today was a pretty quiet day. I was a little pink in places from the previous day so I stareyd covered up. I went shopping in Castries. All I really wanted from the market was some local coffee to bring back for a coffee tasting. I got a rainmaker which is beautifully decorated with carved animals and a painting which is really colourful. It took me forever to decide which one I wanted though.

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Today was our leaving day and other than packing, I didn't do very much at all. We went looing for a charm at a shopping mall, to no avail, and the rest if the day I spent in the bar. I didn't want to be travelling wet so I stayed out of the pool. I was dying for the taxi to come at 3.30 most of the day. The flight was slightly delayed by some people being late, but no real problems. I watched

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When we arrived in Gatwick after collecting our bags, immediately changing our currency back to GBP, the first thing on the menu, quite literally was McDonalds brekkie. It was Ali who mentionned it and one mention and all of a sudden I'm craving it. That's one thing that has to stop if I'm going to go on a diet. Then the first thing I did was to call work (since it was 8am) because I'd missed

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For the past week I have not fallen off the face of the planet, I have simply been away on holiday. This pirate lady went to St Lucia for her mum's wedding, as previously mentionned back in November. I have had a fantastic time, I have taken ridiculous amounts of photos, some of which I'm going to post on here in the next day or two, along with a round up of what I got up to with my week. And boy

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Well a new years like no other. We decided a few weeks ago that the fancy dress theme would be pirates. Now this was around the time the crappy joke"Why are pirates called pirates?""Because they arrrrrrr!"was circulating. So if people asked us why the theme was pirates, that was our answer. And of course he prospect of spending the night playing with swords was quite exciting, even if they were

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OK so 2005 is almost over, we are nearing the final few hours as we say goodbye to a year once again. And in TV style I'm going to reflect on 2005. Not as many would, on news events, this will be done to death internet wide anyway. But on my 2005. So without further ado:Defining moments of 2005 February: I started blogging, and discovered a whole new world. May: I finished uni, with a 3rd

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I don't know if I'm old fashioned or what but I just don't get swingers. Before I came out as a lesbian, I always identified as bisexual and received numerous requests from the internet world off people who wanted to swing in one way or another. Now I don't really understand why bisexual seems to mean to people "easy" or "just up for sex". Even when I was bi, it meant nothing more than being

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how my Christmas was. Well the truth be known, I didn't have the best one ever, mainly because I was: (1) Working; and (2) Ill. I got up, and went to my dad's house for present opening. I was really quite disappointed to be honest, not because I don't appreciate presents, but it is the thought that counts, and not much thinking had been going on. I had excessive amounts of chocolate, which

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Well I'm too late for Merry Christmas so I'll just give greetings in general. I know I've not been blogging much lately, but I have been trying to keep up to date with all my blogging friends and Ally I'm glad the turkey situation sorted itself out, thanks for the amusing blog posts and I hope you keep me chuckling throughout 2006. If 2005 hasn't been as life changing in happiness for you as it

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I have a little me time at the moment, in between working my ass off and I'm spending it browsing the internet, thought I'd update you all on how my life's been going lately. Well I have to say pretty good. I've seen my dad this week, went out for a curry (I wish I'd had a hot one, as much as I love Chicken Kashmiri, it's a little mild and sweet for my liking) and I talked him to death. We

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Take this pink ribbon off my eyesI'm exposed and it's no big surpriseDon't you think I know exactly where I standThis world is forcing me to hold your hand'Cause I'm just a girl, little old meSo don't let me out of your sightI'm just a girl, all pretty and petiteSo don't let me have any rightsI've had it up to hereThe moment that I step outsideSo many reasons for me to run and hideI can't do the

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...when I logged into my e-mail and found I had Myspace messages and a friend request. So I logged into myspace to see who wanted to be my friend today, and my god I got a HUUUUUUUUGE shock. I am still reeling and it's been over an hour now. This guy had sent me a message and added me as a friend. Now I feel I must give you some background info because you have no idea how exciting this is unless

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If you had to choose, would you get;1) a digital camera so you can take countless pictures of random stuff, and post them on the internet; or2) an ipod so that when you start training in the gym and outside the gym you have music to keep you company?Oh the dilemas!!PS. Anyone who wishes to slate the Ipod please provide links to an alternative and reasons why this is better, because saying it's

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Was what I heard when I was making drinks on the bar today. My inital thought was "how rude" and then I looked up to see a face peering around the bar grinning at me. A very familiar face, belonging to none other than Jeremiah Birchibald Struntz (well that's what he told his Bio teacher he was called at school), Jon Seedle. I was really shocked to see him. We were really good mates at school and

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I walked past some people today that I recognised, and it was only on walking back past them that I thought, that's where I know you from, I met you last Wednesday night at Flamingos. Well anyway I said hello, and the lad said "Julia". I said "No, Julia's my middle name though, I'm Sarah" at which point we had the "Oh we had a random conversation the other night when we were all wasted

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Rhys has had a gay experience and so has my brother. What is going on? I mean I was responsible for my brother but not so for Rhys, though both of them blog their experiences very differently and from slightly different perspectives. Both blogs made me laugh loads, which is why I had to post them here, so that anyone who perchance doesn't use the list of links I spent an hour doing because I

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Today has been fun. I've done the majority of my Christmas shopping and written my Christmas cards. Feel uber organised. Went with Megan Spoon, and she sorted out my whole family's Christmas pressies, well maybe not my whole family, but she helped it had to be said. Anyway we were hanging about Sbux most of the day and left all my shopping there while we went tothe disney store and the highlight

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I was supposed to be letting off steam this weekend. I did in fact have a ticket, but given the stupidity of the pub I didn't get my lie in yesterday. I had to get up and go to a staff meeting to get a bollocking about something that wasn't even my fault. On my day off!! ARGH! I needed that lie in like a fish needs water, honestly. And I slept today until 2.30pm, feel so lazy, but it proves a lie

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All if them, every one is a beautiful colour,It's how God made you and when He did,He made an individual perfection.Your flaws are simply part of this,and should be celebrated.At the end of the rainbow that is your lifeThe gold that you leave behind,Is the love that you gave to so many.A golden kiss on so many people's hearts.Just to let you know I'm still alive, I'm experimenting with new ways

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is getting splinters in your arse. It has been one hell of a week. Seriously, at the beginning of last week I woke up with a hangover, a really bad one. I had a text from a girl which rubbed salt in the wound and I felt like I'd let everyone down, most of all myself. I'd been advised by my friends at the time I was making a mistake, and by god for once I actually heeded their advice, not

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Well I'm back from Liverpool and guys (those of you who actually read this) it was awesome seeing you all again, miss you all tons! Thanks for the quality night out on Wednesday at the RAZ (sorry no pictures of this one!) and for letting me go bowling and actually not be terrible like last time (I blame the lane conditions - oooh I'm such a bowling Diva). It was so much fun doing things to shock

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Check out my bad self. I'm down in Liverpool for a few days and Rhys kindly took a picture of my new hair. So you can all see it on his blog as I can't be bothered to copy it over/steal it blah blah. It looks pretty cool. Still working on styles of funkiness for it, and alo styles of I can't be bothered, mainly involving a headband of some sort to keep it out of my eyes. Everyone seems to like it

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1130876533599646472005-11-01T20:21:00.000Z2005-11-01T22:48:53.783Z

OK so it's been Hallowe'en wooooooooo. And god were we scary when we went out on Sunday around town. On the left (L-R) are Mark, Me, Dan, Vicky (at the front), Rich, Steve, Paul (at front), Megan and Kat. Well when I say town, in the same sentence as Sunday, you regular readers should know I mean that we went out on the gay scene. Before hand I met Rich just after 2pm at work and we went shopping

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1130638646665295282005-10-30T02:01:00.000Z2005-10-30T02:25:49.226Z

What 80's cartoon character are you? While searching for rainbows to do a postsecret about how I feel at the moment, I stumbled across this little character. Apparently i'm like her too. Wierd how things go in circles though. I had Rainbow Brite on my 5th birthday cake and rainbows seem to have made an emergence into my life again for totally different reasons. However, the more I think about

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1130404796548466522005-10-27T09:03:00.000Z2005-10-27T09:19:56.580Z

..is that on the 3rd of January I will be flying out to St Lucia, on a pirate hunt in the Caribbean. Hehe. No really, my mum has decided to marry her fella, and I'm going to be there for it. I'm going to be a bridesmaid for the first time ever which is ever so exicting, but to do it in a foreign country is awesome. I'm going shoping with my mum tomorrow for a dress (urgh) and flip flops so we

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1130368105106039572005-10-26T22:50:00.000Z2005-10-26T23:08:25.136Z

Well I hope you're liking the new look of the blog. I've gotten to the point where I feel pink is no longer me. As I'm liking green so much at the moment I thought I'd have that as my colour. There are a few things Rhys is going to help me with as I'm not entirely happy with the template, but all is good generally.I'm really excited but somewhat nervous about getting my hair cut. Even though most

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1130283127221635982005-10-25T23:05:00.000Z2005-10-25T23:32:07.233Z

So my Hallowe'en costume arrived. Well in time, and yey it fits. It would even fit if I were a little bigger so my fears on that one were unfounded. Not sure how I'll serve pints with the sleeves, but we'll see on that one. Aw seriously it looks awesome on. I'm gonna get a black wig like the one in the picture too. I'm having issues with the pub* at the moment, not least because I need my Sunday

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129914088948703582005-10-21T16:50:00.000Z2005-10-21T17:01:28.960Z

I went to meet some people from work today, one couldn't come for a family crisis which is cool but went on a mission for Rich to buy him some red fishnet tights for halloween. I sensibly bought my outfit online - go me. Also looked everywhere for a drizzle thing for work since we've lost ours at work and we're in a pickle. That and lots of coffee (plus eggnog steamer which is horrible imo) later

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129752143026658822005-10-19T19:42:00.000Z2005-10-19T20:04:53.303Z

On the hair situation: I have bought a magazine and picked out a few styles which I like. My hairdresser is back from holiday tomorrow and I conveniently have the day off so I'm going to pop and see her for a chat see what she thinks provided she's not too busy. I think I'm going to have the colour darker, more brown with blonde highlights but it will depend on stuff which I know nothing about,

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129668171185535302005-10-18T20:38:00.000Z2005-10-18T20:44:08.416Z

Find some man, find some woman, that you can connect with . . . even for a moment, 'cause that's really all that life is, Sister. It's a series of moments.(Loki, Dogma). Ah shame this moment was a short one, never mind. Reason, season, life!

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129590174684374332005-10-17T22:58:00.000Z2005-10-17T23:05:46.050Z

OK well I do. The pic gives an idea of how I look now, though it's a bit longer than that. I've spent the past year growing my hair long and now I want it all gone. All of it. Also not sure what to do about the colour. I've been blonde since I was 16 and quite frankly I'm fed up with the roots but I do quite like being blonde. Also my last attempt at changing my hair colour was catastrophic so

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129594917605953972005-10-17T00:11:00.000Z2005-10-18T00:24:16.843Z

1) Single or Taken: single2) Sex: i have girly bits so female3) Birthday: 11th Oct 19824) Starsign: Libra - perfectly balanced :S5) Siblings: Craig and Ali6) Hair colour: ooooh decisions7) eye color: blue9) Height: 5'4"ish*-;-* R e l a t i o n s h i p s*-;-*1) Who are your best friends?: Those people I trust and would be there in an instant for2) Did your crush send this to you?: No3) Who do you

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129462576900266282005-10-16T11:32:00.000Z2005-10-17T03:34:57.310Z

Girl boxers are the most amazing things ever!! My friend at work had them and was raving about them, so I bought a pair. Consequently went back and bought a few more pairs a few days later. Oh how I love them. I have some with a union jack on them too. Anyway, just a short one. I've been doing alot of thinking these past few days, and things are starting to make sense, but I'm not blogging about

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1129163952442793492005-10-13T00:38:00.000Z2005-10-13T01:29:00.910Z

Well since my last post I've had a birthday, and this is my first chance to write about it since I've not been home in almost 72 hours. Anyway, this year's birthday has been much better than last years. Still not great, been let down by a few people and got a sore ego. However, given last year's birthday ended with me doing horrendously stupid things, waking up feeling like crap, and was the

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1128901524550193112005-10-09T23:32:00.000Z2005-10-09T23:45:24.573Z

I know, I'm a libra. I know I can't make a decision to save my life but there's one I'm starting to feel I have to make. Gay or straight? The problem is I like men and women and I don't wanna be made to choose. Right now the thought of even kissing a guy makes me wanna heave. But I feel like unless I wanna be one or the other, no-one will love me. And that hurts, more than anything in the world.

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1128645823324826172005-10-07T00:32:00.000Z2005-10-07T00:43:43.333Z

Why is it the minute I become disinterested in blokes they become super interested in me? I swear I must have spoken to most of the guys in Flares tonight and not batted an eyelid. Sure, I danced with them but it went no further than that, not even a kiss and I'm happy about that. I got talking to one guy randomly at the bar while doing my sambuca shot and he seemed to follow me about all night.

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1128591430570016812005-10-06T09:28:00.000Z2005-10-06T09:37:10.580Z

Just a small update, I am still alive, and pretty well. A few things are happening at the moment: I'm looking for a new job. As much as I love working at Sbux, and love the people I work with, I'm not earning nearly enough money and I'm bored and I need something to stimulate my mind. I missed the application deadline for my French course, which is not catastrophic, as I've found out I can do

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1128474277082227382005-10-05T01:04:00.000Z2005-10-05T01:04:37.116Z

You Are 70% WeirdYou're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!How Weird Are You?

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127834030846922712005-09-27T13:37:00.000Z2005-09-27T15:20:50.790Z

OK so this week has been quite a gay week for me. My mum asked me what this was all about so I had to explain to her the concept of hotels which are gay friendly, or exculsively for gay people, something which I'd stumbled across on the internet not too long ago. The rainbow flag (pictured left) I thought was a widely recognised symbol, but obviously not so much.The other night I went out with

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127576317596322922005-09-24T15:35:00.000Z2005-09-24T15:54:44.436Z

OK so as I am having issues with my job, hours and the like, resulting in a full reading of the jobs pages of the paper, I stumble across these pages by pure co-incidence: I hate Starbucks and Barista's Lament. The second one cuts right to the teeth of life as a Barista at Starbucks. Every post made me chuckle. But the first one annoyed me, as it's kinda annoying that someone would devote a whole

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127429543577982842005-09-22T22:14:00.000Z2005-09-22T22:56:03.883Z

which is home to arguably one of the best theme parks in the country. That, my friends, is where I have been today, with my dad and 2 brothers and boy did we have a good time. We started off the day badly, by getting pretty lost, missing the motorway turnoff, and only realising when we stopped at services for a pit stop. Toilet for everyone else, coffee for me, even if it was Costa. Well I wasn't

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127261071465381392005-09-20T23:58:00.000Z2005-09-21T00:04:31.476Z

Well all I'm doing in terms of cycling at the moment really is riding to work and anywhere else I need to go. Done about another hour today, and tinkered with my bike a little to make it go faster. Ish. It's really easy to fit in that exercise when you have no other way of getting about. Got some endorphine release today, but my legs hurt from being lazy last week. Argh.As for the big bike ride

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127176991561026672005-09-20T00:21:00.000Z2005-09-20T00:45:18.490Z

Well the bike more accurately. I've ridden for about an hour and 20 minutes in total today. Exercise is supposed to give you endorphins and usually it does, but today I feel distinctly lacking. Cycling usually gives me time to clear my head, and my lungs, to connect with the natural world and produce happy hormones. However, today my head is all fuzzy still, and I think it may be the result of

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127120953660601582005-09-19T09:03:00.000Z2005-09-19T09:09:13.676Z

Yes I am almost at the point of resorting to the personals. My sex life had dried up beyond all belief. OK so I might meet a few weirdos but I'm doing that now, and it's all messed up and it's messing with my head. All I really want is someone to cuddle up to at night, and I missed out on that over the weekend, not his fault but nonetheless annoying. Oh well. Guy reckons I should meet new people

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1127038860777848482005-09-18T10:07:00.000Z2005-09-18T10:21:01.843Z

I went out in Poulton last night and my my it was an odd night. I met a few friends from 6th form out, and had a bit of a giggle. One of their friends comes into my work all the time and it took me a good 15 minutes to realise where I recognised her from, but I did and that was weird. Things however, got weirder. Involving C. I only said hello and he bit my head off. I told him there's no need to

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1126917873453352532005-09-17T00:42:00.000Z2005-09-17T10:25:16.946Z

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The SurveyName:SarahBirthday:11/10/82Birthplace:Blackpool LancsCurrent Location:Blackpool (wish it were Liverpool)Eye Color:BlueHair Color:Blonde (albeit not natural)Height:5'5" ishRight Handed or Left Handed:RightYour Heritage:Dutch, ScotishThe Shoes You Wore Today:Work shoes which are horrrible and my fave strappysYour Weakness:my elbow atmYour Fears:spiders, painful

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1126917761483518512005-09-17T00:14:00.000Z2005-09-17T00:42:41.493Z

I was quiet at work today because I was feeling depressed. I've done so well lately. and the small things havem't been getting me down. Thing is I think they have and I just haven't been dealing with them, because the thing that triggered my feeling the way I do is quite minor. Anyway Dan said I was freaking him out by being so quiet and was pushing me to tell him what was up. I just want people

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1126385956676687252005-09-10T20:31:00.000Z2005-09-10T20:59:16.686Z

OK since I have nothing to blog about these days (for fear of a deadjournal coming upon me) I thought I'd copy this from Ally's blog.1. Please list at least the three most embarrassing times you got caught, during your school years; one to involve a boy: My friend's mum laying into my mum because R wasn't allowed to date, and I'd invited her around for a sleepover and there were boys our age in

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1126132608027633672005-09-07T21:40:00.000Z2005-09-07T22:36:48.040Z

Yesterday I was at work and I picked up The Times from one of the tables. Now considering I have just spent 3 years doing law, and I claim to have no interest in law, why is it I turned to the Tuesday law supplement before anything else? And why was I so angered by what I read? Well as part of my course this year (incidentally the modules that I did really well in, and got 2.1s) I have studied

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1125272696538132682005-08-30T01:00:00.000Z2005-08-30T00:00:26.726Z

I was working the other day and I heard an American accent. OK we get Americans in all the time (including this really nice guy who comes in all the time and has a really weird drink) so didn't really look up but i always like to try and place accents, it's like a game I play. I thought to myself, "This guy sounds like Donny Osmond," but thought no more of it and carried on with my busy job

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1125269731002563392005-08-28T22:12:00.000Z2005-08-28T22:58:49.983Z

OK so what i wrong in the world of Sazzle this week? This is really an observation I made last night and again today during work. Flirting, how is it done and do people do it well? And also where is the best place to flirt. For me the answer is, I flirt with everyone everywhere. Last Night I was out at the Residence, nothing too unusual there for a weekend night. Anyway I noticed that there was a

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1125273138160872372005-08-28T18:46:00.000Z2005-08-28T23:52:18.166Z

I was talking to Rhys before about how I greet people. Usualy with hi or hey and then something like Hun, Darling or Sweetie. I don't know why but I tend to just say these things, as I'm a friendly person and that's the way things go. Anyway, I went to KFC for luch today, got a Fillet meal to take out. I paid for it, and the girl gave me my bag, and I said "Thanks chicken." On realising what I'd

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124924372474948192005-08-25T17:46:00.000Z2005-08-25T16:54:26.900Z

Today I got a delivery, one very big box containing one of the best things in the world. Why did I receive such a big box I hear you ask? Well.....last week, I got it in my head that I really needed to stay out of the pub and stop spending money, so I went on Ebay. Yes I sense the irony is that I would have to spend money to accumulate it, but this was entertainment without the pub, so less drink

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124923548597130532005-08-24T22:26:00.000Z2005-08-24T22:45:48.603Z

I finally found somewhere in Blackpool I can buy charms for my charm bracelet. The idea of my charm bracelet was initially to mark my travels, buying one for every place I visit. Since buying it however, I have only travelled to London which is pretty depressing. I planned on getting one to mark my time in Liverpool too which could be cool, but I never found anywhere that sold charms. In all

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124739983543093772005-08-22T19:31:00.000Z2005-08-22T19:46:23.566Z

Yeh I'm back at work now and my elbow is feeling mighty fine considering. Still a little sore when I move it into certain positions but most things I'm just fine (including having a nice cup of tea in the garden with my mum). I did however, get accused of falling off because I was perving at some man. I was shocked. I don't perve over men generally. I really don't. As another girl has pointed out

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124619107319825642005-08-21T09:46:00.000Z2005-08-21T10:11:47.326Z

Last night was my first trip to the Zanzibar Club in Seel Street in Liverpool. I went to see my brother's band's debut performance outside of out local area. Anyway I went with my dad and other brother, which seems to be the way when I see their band. First we went to the Jacquaranda, and had I not been mildly disabled by my arm, (which is now out of the sling, but still a little sore, and

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124484526537385382005-08-19T20:46:00.000Z2005-08-19T20:48:46.543Z

I fell off my bike today, spent 2 hours at A&E. I haven't broken my elbow but it's damaged. I have to rest it, it's in a sling.Plus: I have the weekend offMinus: It takes twice as long to do anything, and it's a pretty painful way of getting the weekend off.

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124318514060508582005-08-17T22:40:00.000Z2005-08-17T22:41:54.070Z

--Goth--Do you wear black eyeliner?: well as I’m a girl and I don’t go more than normal eyeliner for girls I’ll give this a no vote for the topicDo you own any black clothing?: very little actually, though the LBD is in my wardrobeDo you think about death often?: can’t say I really doDo you want to die?: not right now, but I’m gonna anyway at some pointAre you a social outcast?: don’t think so,

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124146426927333732005-08-15T22:38:00.000Z2005-08-15T22:53:46.933Z

Yes I am obsessed with pigeons. I was on my way back from Manchester and therefore sat at Piccadilly station, platform 14. As it was tea time I'd visited Burger King and had my burger and chips and was sat eating them. A lonely pigeon came up and it looked hungry so I threw a chip at it, since I know pigeons are a fan of chips. Anyway this prompted another 4 pigeons to fly in and they weren't

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1124057287644882452005-08-14T21:46:00.000Z2005-08-14T22:08:07.650Z

At work we have these 2 pigeons that seem to be resident outside the stockroom door which opens up onto a car park/loading bay. And as most of us go up there and open the door and have a cigarette, or fresh air, we have noticed them. One of them had a broken leg and hops around on one leg. I've named him Limpy. The other one picks on Limpy somewhat, so I've named him Butch. Anyway, I was sat on

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123957566441888182005-08-13T18:25:00.000Z2005-08-13T18:40:09.713Z

Last night we went to Bar B, with some of the guys from work and it's a really cool place. However, we didn't stay there too long as the straight kids I was with wanted to go to Jenx. I felt really torn at this point, I liked both places, but in the end I didn't want to be the only girl, so I left. Apparently they stayed there all night, so I didn't really miss out on too much I guess. The weird

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123872473606458002005-08-12T18:35:00.000Z2005-08-12T18:47:53.613Z

I don't know what to blog about because the only thing on my mind at the moment is something I don't want 'out there'. I'm a little confused by my feelings and practicality, and which should take precedence, if indeed there is the option there. That's all I'm saying about that one for now. Instead I shall just say I'm off on a night out tonight. I've never been out to the Blackpool gay scene,

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123666269949078872005-08-10T09:17:00.000Z2005-08-10T09:31:09.956Z

Two is not enough, you need more than that, you need backup. Well this was the gist of a conversation I had with my mother yesterday when we went bra shopping. I was talking about smug marrieds and how when you're with someone it seems that no-one else matters. I've learnt the hard way, that you can't forget your friends just because you're in a relationship. They still need you and you'll need

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123633920671407332005-08-10T00:29:00.000Z2005-08-10T00:32:00.676Z

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123379431578486762005-08-07T01:43:00.000Z2005-08-07T01:50:31.583Z

Why is it I wake up on a Saturday morning and think "did I really do that?" and then spend the whole day feeling crap. It's hapenned a few times now and I really must stop. I've had a good evening tonight though, went out with an ex-boyfriend and had a thoroughly good night catching up. Anyway can't be bothered writing any more. Just for all of you who are worried about me, please don't worry.

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123203586115119072005-08-05T00:42:00.000Z2005-08-05T00:59:46.120Z

OK so I was going to send this into postsecret, but I guess it's not a secret anyway. I told my mum and she went white as a ghost but it's how I feel and I can't help it. I'm worried about feelings like this. I thought I was over being depressed, but these feelings are becoming more common of late, and my blog turned very dealjournal. I hate feeling like this, and I'm not about to do it, but I

Sazzlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09803530364556873929noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10601926.post-1123201352278633552005-08-05T00:00:00.000Z2005-08-05T00:22:32.286Z

Someone I thought of as if not a friend, at least a good acquaintance has upset me by posting on the uni bowling messageborad that I'm like Kinga from Big Brother. Well to be honest I can't think of a more insulting thing to say, as I don't even watch Big Brother because of the uncultured twits that are part of it. Well anyway I've been having thoughts about how I choose to live lately and I'm

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OK so I've had a great day today, been out with my mum done alot of the errands that needed doing and had my hair done. I also put a load of washing in before I went out thinking I'd only be an hour or 2, I could hang it out when I got back. Not so, I was a long time gone, and I get home and someone has kindly hung out the washing that was in the drum. I'm pleased about this because I've been

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Have you ever woken up after a nught out and wondered just where all the money you took out went? Well I woke up in a major state of confusion this morning, I couldn't figure out where I was (even though I was in my own bed) nor why I'd set an alarm and it was going off. Anyway after the initial confusion wore off I realised that I was working today, so I got myself out of bed and looked at the

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I am Bridget, I am a spinster and lunatic. I will die fat and alone and eventually be found 3 months later half-eaten by Alsations. Yes life is great at the moment, it's been a rough week. The 'ignore Daniel and be fabulous with everyone else' routine had gotten me into trouble and I wasn't even doing it on purpose. I just didn't want to speak to C and his 'fantastic girlfriend' and he gets all

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Ok so we all know the old saying, I now pronounce you man and wife. But this got me thinking, when are you actually classified as a man or a woman rather than a boy or a girl. I was shopping for jeans before (unfortunately still size 14 -damn) but I was going to try them on and a woman told her kids to hurry up, there's a lady waiting out here. That amused me. I still see myself as a girl, and I

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...that no food interests me in the slightest today? I mean, I had a panini (one with less than 5% fat) and a fruit salad for lunch at work today but now I can't get in the slightest interested in any food. I'm hungry, I want to eat, but I can't think of anything I would like to eat. Oh the dilemmas. It could be because I know I'm buying new jeans this week, and hoping that I'll be able to buy

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...and no PMT which is only a good thing, I'm actually in a pretty good mood. The problem is the pains, and all I want to do is to curl up in bed and go to sleep. I've not been sleeping lately and although getting up early isn't too bad (especially once you're up). Anyway not much to blog about, it's all work really, which is fun, but nothing much blogworthy. However, I did manage to have my till

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I actually quite like this getting up and working early lark! Yes my mum was shocked. Yes I'm not generally a morning person, especially since I've been working in a pub for the past 3 years and I've been on the 11am - 12midnight day for all this time (also being a student hasn't helped). But getting up at 5.45am to get to Preston for work at 7am the other day was relatively painless, and I was

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Last night I went to see something which I was quite excited about. Starlight Express. Let me just contextualise things a little. At age 11 our music teacher at primary school had us sing a few of the songs for the end of year concert. My mum bought me the tape (yes before we had a CD player) and I fell in love with the musical, and I must have listened to it about 100 times. Anyway, the next

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OK so earlier on I resisted the urge to blog for fear of my blog turning into a major deadjournal (again) but things are looking up(ish). I mean before I was getting annoyed with my social life turning around my family, as my mates back home are always busy when I have time off and vice versa. I was also gettin fed up of feeling lonely and wanting a boyfriend...blah blah.I decided that I'm going

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What I was doing ten years ago - 1995.I was just finishing my first year at high school and was going out with a lad called Adam. We went to see Batman at the pictures and he had a awimming pool. He was my first ever kiss too. Awww. Don't remember that I was doing much else at this time, though 1996 was a fun summer where my friends and I got up to much mischief.5 years ago - 2000.Halfway through

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