Life, love, and the daily grind in London, as told through the rants of a twentysomething
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Posted at 12:45pm Wednesday 26th September 2007
The last time I met a boyfriend's parents, it was actually quite painless. They were a lovely family, they were very sociable and welcoming and I'm pretty sure I didn't do anything to embarrass myself, or, if I did, my then boyfriend was much too diplomatic to tell me about it. Of course, a couple of months later, his sixteen-year-old brother walked in on me to find me wearing only a tiny set of lacy black underwear. His mother informed me I'd "traumatised him". I couldn't look him in the eye for weeks. But at least the first meeting went well.
Posted at 9:11pm Friday 21st September 2007
Posted at 10:10pm Sunday 16th September 2007
With apologies for the gap in narrative - it'll be filled in due course - here he is:
Posted at 10:37am Tuesday 11th September 2007
A few months ago, in a desperate and tragically Google-dependent attempt to claw my way out of a depressed, self-destructive mood that had been bogging me down for a long time, I actually visited the search engine in question and typed in the search field "how to be happy".
Posted at 11:28am Thursday 30th August 2007
I'm cooking dinner tonight. Having existed on toasted pitta bread dipped in houmous and calling it a meal for far too long, I'm getting back in the kitchen to flex my culinary muscle. And the recipe I've settled on demands wine. As does the chef, come to that.
Posted at 1:47pm Thursday 23rd August 2007
So, if you had a weirder morning than I did today, then I want to hear about it. Come on, don't be shy. Prove to me that you can whip me hands down when it comes to the total freakshow that was my journey into work today. But somehow ... I just don't think you can.
Posted at 9:36pm Wednesday 15th August 2007
So my current flatmate has finally decided to move in with her boyfriend (a mere technicality really, seeing as she stays there about five nights a week), and once again, I find myself searching for someone else to live with. No, that’s great. I mean, on top of the million and one things I’ve had to sort out and organise this year, now this as well. What fun. Bring it on.
Posted at 10:39pm Sunday 29th July 2007
Posted at 11:51am Wednesday 25th July 2007
To the fortysomething gentleman on the Bank branch Northern Line train at 9:30 this morning, reading the hardback book.
Posted at 10:24pm Sunday 22nd July 2007
Cast: Me, my mate Phill, my mate Will, and his girlfriend Beth. And yes, we are all staggeringly immature.
Posted at 12:27pm Friday 6th July 2007
A silent word I had with God this morning, as I made my way towards my office:
Posted at 9:45pm Monday 2nd July 2007
On my first day at my last job, I was shown to my desk by my boss, who switched on the computer, opened the program within which we chiefly worked, then without further ado, walked off and left me, with no explanation whatsoever of what I was supposed to be doing or how I was supposed to do it. It was 20 minutes before I realised he probably wasn't coming back and timidly asked my adjacent colleague how precisely I was supposed to do my job. Thanks to my boss's ideas of training and developing his staff, I would spend the next few months bending my colleague's ear. To his credit he was a perfect gentleman about it.