Thank you sooooo much to the wonderful anonymous person who gave me a gold star as a virtual gift, it was an awesome thing to come home to last night and a wonderful surprise. And thank you for your kind words, it was so nice to hear ^__^ *huggles*

In other news ... now totally addicted to rockband ... and I really don't want to go home. Only one more day of my vacation left. Sadness.

I really should learn to post more too ... hmm ... I will try xD For a certain someone who moaned about the fact I hadn't posted in a while, I will do an update when I get home and talk about my holiday ;)

<3

Peace Y'all.

Happy Birthday to flying_monkees!!!

As a gift to you, for being all kinds of awesome, putting up with my horrendously long fics (that never seem to end...) and because it's your birthday, of course, I have a fic written just for you ^__^ Uhm...it was actually intended to be a drabble...but you know me ;)

Title: Surprise!
Author: pyjamagurl
Characters: Peter/Mohinder/Sylar
Words: 1131
Rating: Pg-13
Summary: Mohinder and Peter try to surprise Sylar.
Warnings: None really, one tiny spoiler for Peter's v4 occupation, but other than that this is completely AU. And one totally unashamed usage of a line from S3 of How I met your mother. xD
Authors Note: Birthday fic for flying_monkees. Unbeta'd.

( Hurry up will you? )


<3 Love you xD

Firstly, thank you so much to swtcamden for my christmas pressies xD I love them!

Secondly, a meme stolen from entangled_now:

( A year in tv: 2008 )

Thirdly...I am going hunting for food. And then maybe I will get some writing done. I have been feeling blocked for a little while, which is highly frustrating when I have a deadline for an assignment coming up and I am not sure what the heck to submit. Work taking up more time than I would like is really not helping (but no amount of grumbling is going to do anything about the fact they keep putting me down for overtime without even asking).

Right...no grumping, its time for food...

Toodles.

Don't think it is anything terribly wonderful though, I ended up having a gigglesnort moment as I was doing it, so you can imagine how bad it is already.

But anyways, my friendlies, here is a "deleted scene" from Heroes...(or perhaps wishful thinking on my part) Oh and uhm...its probably not safe for work...

( Harrow Sylar )

This took me ages...apparently I have a lot of fics floating about. They are sorted into four different categories: Drabbles, One Shots, Twin Fic 'Verse and Multi-chaptered WIPs, and then they are sorted alphabetically just to make things nice and neat.

( Mylar Master List )

Hmm...I think I now totally get what laiksmarei means when she says I write too fast for her ;)

I hate my job. I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, re-e--e-e-eally hate my job.

Today was just--I can't even think of words to cover it, shit doesn't really do it justice.

I ended up being an hour over my shift. An hour I won't get back and won't get paid for. It is an utter fucking farce. And I don't even WANT to do 39 hours a week. I have told my boss this several times now, but she keeps telling me she is desperate because Morrisons is refusing to give her a replacement cook for Angie, and apparently I "need the money". What they hell would she know? I have plenty of money, I don't fritter it away on booze and stuff like most of the rest of my colleagues. *sighs*

And to make things even worse I am 7-4 for the next four days...when the hell am I going to sleep? I realise I don't sleep that well as it is...but I don't do anything well prior to 9am, my brain is still asleep.

And we have this stupid trainer woman in who dictates everything we do and tells us off for not doing things the right way (i.e HER way). And she is in with me first thing tomorrow...I might lose my rag at her or possibly just end up mighty pissed off and headachey.

Hmm...I think I am going to go and hide under my duvet and have a little grumble to myself.

*sighs* I really need a new job.

Ergh I hate my Dream-state, I really do, I would like nice normal dreams for a change, not distrurbing ones that keep me up half the night...its so horrid...can't I dream of nice things?

I had work at nine today. Gemma killed the fryer last night, so we had no fish, no chicken burgers or anything that is normally cooked in the meat fryer...minus the sausages which were being cooked in the oven. But it was absolutely manic in there this morning/afternoon, I was glad to get out of there at three. And I am glad that Emma will get a taste of her own medicine...lets see how much she dilly dallies when she has to clean up so much stuff.

SO not looking forward to Friday...

Tomorrow I have uni...and I have still not done my reading, I am such a procrastinator, which is bad :S

Does it take much to ask for a nice nights sleep tonight...no disturbing dreams...please...

Don't humans know how to read??

We closed the hot food off at 4pm today (before I was even in) so we had all the signs up saying we were just serving tea, coffee, juice, sandwiches and cakes. And still people came along going:

"Can I have a fish..."

"I am afraid hot food finished at four today."

"But it says you are open til 8"

"We are, but the hot food finished at 4".

Next.

"Can I have some toast..."

"Hot food finished at 4, Im afraid."

"Oh...I can't even have...chips or something?"

That would be a no then...hot food finshed at FOUR, FOUR...you are asking me at ten to six if you can have chips...no, you can't.

Next.

"what do you have left today"

"Hot food finished at four today."

"Oh...you don't have toasties or anything."

"No..."


Basically customers choose to ignore the sings and plough on anyway, thinking that it will get them somewhere, they are wholly wrong, let me tell you.

I just wish they would pay attention.

Today, at work...we are going to be gubbed ( a Stevenism I think...) There are three of us on from 5-9 (which is actually sort of busy on a Friday night beleive it of not from about 5-half six) Which means one person on cooking/plate up (a LOT of work for one person if we are busy), one person on the till, and one person on tray service. I will probably be on cooking Duty as I am the only one that knows what I am doing.

I am closing the hot food off early, whether they like it or not...there is no way the three of us can do all that work...especially is Johnny is in a silly mood, then he doesnt get much done. But Laura and I are going to keep him in check.

Ah joy-ness, my Dee has returned!! :D

Apparently she, Lisa and Chelsea need to get me back to my Drarry-liking ways, I have gone hurtling right back to Romione (complete with fluffy fic, written up last night)without the three of them to "corrupt" me. Not that I mind Romione in the slightest, quite the opposite really, I love Romione :D

I still have an passage to read on Cleanth Brooks, two chapters of my philosophy book, the Iliad, two poems from my unit reader, a passage on Saussure, a passage on Levi Strauss, A passage on Barthes and I have a presentation to write up.

I also have to start planning for my Philosophy essay as I don't want to leave it to the last minute.

My problem is that I am a MASSIVE procrastinator, really, I get so easily distracted by less important things, when I really shouldnt...

Now I must go eat...I am hungry-but whenever was that a surprise :P

A La Andaroo...(I can't even begin to spell your LJ name, sorry about that, lol!) Fill it in, I know you want to.


1. Your Middle Name:

2. Age:

3. Single or Taken:

4. Favorite Movie:

5. Favorite Song:

6. Favorite Band/Artist:

7. Dirty or Clean:

8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:

HERE COMES THE FUN ...

1. Do we know each other outside of Live Journal?

2. Whats your philosophy on life?

3. Would you have my back in a fight?

4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?

5. What is your favorite memory of us?

6. Would you give me a kidney?

7. Tell me one odd/intresting fact about you:

8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?

9. Can we get together and make a cake?

10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?

11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?

12. Do you think I'm a good person?

13. Would you drive across country with me?

14. Do you think I'm attractive?

15. If you could change anything about me, would you?

16. What do you wear to sleep?

17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?

18. Would you go on a date with me if i asked you?

19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?

20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

I had never realised before, how much driving a car in the rain is like going down a water shute in a torpedo (or something small that envelopes you...)

It is wet...it is windy...and somehow I got duped into doing a presentation next week for english, I am still trying to work out how that happened, and cursing the fact I am deaf and went "pardon?" because that seems to be the only thing I can think made my tutor think that I volunteered myself.

I have quite a few things that I must read...again. But first I must eat...All I have eaten is a miserable little fruit and fibre breakfast bar thingie.

Sometimes I really don't understand people.

The University- They dole out way too many parking permits, so that people (like me) have to park on the yellow lines or on the grass (not me) or the pavement (also not me). It drives me mad, especially after paying £85 for the bloody thing.

Jacqueline- OK I have known here since first year of high school...which is...nine years...bloody hell...didnt think it was that long! But she drives me insane!! She is going out with this guy called Scott, who was the technichian at our school. She broke up with him after a year and then got engaged to some other guy, then she broke up with him and went running back to Scott, who has now declared they are having a week off, and so she sits pining and waiting for him. It is most pathetic. She now says she has nothing to do. She should take up a hobby, even I sit and write when I am really bored. I am rather good at speaking my mind with her, even though I am slightly scared she may go off on one and never talk to me again. Over such stupid trivial things you ask? Oh well, she falls out with people over lesser things...

My Philosophy Tutor- Now he seems like a nice enough guy, but he is slightly mad. Though I do like that his lecture only lasted 25 minutes and that he cancelled our tutorial today cos we have nothing to talk about (the class I mean...not me and the tutor...whose name I don't even know...now that I think about it...)

My computer has also gone insane, the writing on websites is absolutely huge! and when I click properties and try and fix it...nothing happens, so I don't know what to do :(

I have a Well Wrought Urn to read...toodles!

Things I need to read by tomorrow:

The Iliad, yes all 408 pages. ( I am reading through the chapter overviews as I write...well sort of)

Philosophy of Mind, chapters one and two, but i can do this in my lunch hour tomorrow.

Norton Anthology, A section on Cleanth Brooks (that is his real name, I kid you not.)

It is a lot of reading, and I am being intollerably lazy, so it seems. I have been trying to read the Iliad as the day has gone on, but I keep giving up for some reason :S I am so easily distracted.

I had my first class of this semester today, Critical theory, it seemed quite interesting, I hope this semester goes better than last.

Just to prove that spending £85 on a parking permit means nothing to stirling uni, I needed to park on the yellow crossed off area (that is a turning point, I think) but two other people were there first. When I went back to my car a little over an hour later, there was a corsa parked on the grass at the side (rather precariously I may add) and two cars parked on the grass beside my wee red car. It is so stupid! I think they are skinning us of money.

Hopefully I will get a better parking place tomorrow *crosses fingers*

Today Is My Last Sunday Off. *is sad about that* and so far I have done....nothing at all. But I am not really in the mood to do anything. Except perhaps to go out to Stirling and get some new clothes, the ones I have bore me, I have worn them so many times. Though I don't think I will go shopping, I dont need to spend money just for the sake of it, I need to put the rest aside for holiday funds or studying funds, one of the two.

I start University tomorrow (go back, I mean) and my schedule is thus:

Monday- 11-12
Tuesday- 12-6 (one hour break between one and two)
Wednesday- 9-11

which sounds good, until you look at when I am working:

Wednesday-5-9
Friday- 5-9
Saturday- 1-7
Sunday- 9-3

So yeah, I only have one day off a week, and I lose my sundays. I love having sundays off, I am so annoyed with Steven for not listening to me and ploughing ahead anyways and putting me down for sundays. The only lure is that I get paid like £7.50 an hour...

I now must go to the loo...

Things Customers need to do in order to be less annoying:

Read the Small Print (yeah...you cant have free baby food just cos you sepnt £3.99, you do not have a small child who wants to eat it. It doesn not matter how much you moan and mump at me, you are not getting any.)Read...Look it says "Must be eaten in store".

Stop taking Drinks without paying for them (Do you honestly think I wouldnt notice??)

Don't moan at me when there isnt the food you want, do I look like I am responsible for ordering and making the food? No. so shut up.

Don't talk at me like I am six. I know I am deaf, and yeah sometimes you mumble, but repeating yourself by shouting at me does not help.

Is it really that hard to pass me a green number. No, I didn't think so. So why grump at me for asking you to do so?

Yeah, the Order Point is open, hence why there is a girl standing at the top till, dont lose your rag at me because you dont know what you are doing.

STOP NICKING THE BABY FOOD. It drives me mad...what is with humans and their desire for pointless freebies?

I.Am. So. Tired. I had to get up at 6am this morning (well quarter to, as my bladder was screaming at me, but anyways...) just so that I oculd get to my work for 7am. I am now absolutely shattered. The kitchen was a heap this morning, but we knew it would be, cos we left it like that last night due to the fact that we were insanely short staffed and we couldnt get all the cleaning done. Of course I volunteered to start at 7am, rather than nine, so that I could go home at 3pm. The quicker I am out of there the better.

The only problem is that I am starting work at 8:30am for the next four days, which is pretty crap. Especially when it means I wont get to pick my class times tomorrow-but my mum says she will do it for me if I tell her what to do, which is really nice of her, I love my mum :D I love my dad too, but he would have no idea what he was doing :P

I am hoping to have thursdays and fridays off, [pity i still have to work sundays, it really annoys me that he didnt listen to me and went ahead and put me down for a sunday when I told him I didnt want to work a saturday and a sunday. Ignorant man...]

Now I have to go, there is dinner on the way, and it might be better than last nights takeaway...remind me not to eat from Natural Spice again, eh?

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions: no more, no less. Ask me anything you want (though I reserve the right to not answer, or to answer evasively). Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this, allowing your friends (including me) to ask you anything.


today is one of those days where you want to scream, but you just can't. I hate, hate, hate June at my work, she is so bossy and narky and gets away with murder. One day I hope someone stands up to her, but it sure as hell aint gonna be me...

I am glad to be home though, I love being at home. I had stovies with bread and butter when I got home, man it is one of my favourite meals, especially when the bread still feels fresh, yum!!

I guess I should go to bed soon...but I need a decent fic to read before I do so.

Ok, ok I realise I have not added to this journal in millenia..ok a few weeks, I exaggerate, but where is the fun in not.

Lets see what has been happening. Well I got a new car, which all of you know about by now, I have been wokring full time for the last three and a bit weeks, and will continue to do so until I know when my classes are at uni, which wont be for another two weeks. Work is ok, but working 39hours in a cafe takes it's toll on you, it is four eight hour shifts and one seven, each week. I normally only do one three hour shift, one 3 3/4 hour shift and a 6 3/4 hour shift, so it is a big difference, and leaves you feeling shattered.

Anyways, today was my first day off this week-my other day off is sunday- so I had fully planned to have a long lie. But no avail, I woke at twenty to eight this morning, cos I needed the loo, like I do every morning at that time, it is so annoying, what I would give for a long lie that was uninterrupted by my stupid bladder...

Anyways, today I headed into stirling to buy new work shoes-my current ones are crap, their soles have faded in a month, I fell in them two weeks ago and then yesterday I got a shard of a broken plate up my foot, almost getting my toe, i needed one of my work mates to extracate the shard, I was too busy cussing and grumbling. I wasnt having the greatest of days...anyways, what was I talking about. Oh shoes...I got this pair of ugly shoes for work, but they will do, they have non-slip soles and steel toecaps...they are such guy-shoes though, uber ugly...but they will do I am afraid.

I also bought some books for uni, which I need to start reading when I get the chance to, I will read bits of them in my breaks, rather than reading some of the trashy newspapers that people leave lying about the canteen.

Oh I also bought a blender for making my smoothies, it is so cool, :D I like daft things like that, and making smoothies is fun, you just chuck everything in and blitz it all, so much fun, lol. Ja, ja, I have no life, leave me alone :P

Right, I am going to go and...read a book.

1. Age:
2. Single or Taken:
3. Favorite Movie:
4. Favorite Song:
5. Favorite Band/Rapper/Artist:
6. Dirty or Clean:
7. Tattoos and/or Piercings:



HERE COMES THE FUN ... ... ...



1. Do we know each other outside of LiveJournal?
2. What's your philosophy on life?
3. Would you have my back in a fight?
4. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
5. What is your favorite memory of us?
6. Would you give me a kidney?
7. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
8. Would you take care of me when I'm sick?
9. Can we get together and make a cake?
10. Have you heard any rumors of me lately?
11. Do you/have you talk(ed) crap about me?
12. Do you think I'm a good person?
13. Would you drive across country with me?
14. Do you think I'm attractive?
15. If you could change anything about me, would you?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?
18. Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

Now as you will probably know, it took a lot, and I mean a lot, of nagging to get overtime at my work. Now I am working 39 hours a week for the next three weeks. Only problem is that I am working eight days straight before I get a day off. That is mostly my fault, I may add, but I needed the 18th off for my best friends 21st birthday party, and I said to Laura I would swap shifts with her this week, which felt only right to do as she was nice enough to cover my shift on the 18th. My mother has already declared that I am not allowed to moan once about my shifts. She should know by now that letting off steam about my work actually makes me feel better.

Ahh I got my lovely shiney new car today. A tornado-red Volkswagen Fox, it is so gorgeous...well for a car ;) *hugs car* It is so big inside and smells so new and clean. It is a great wee car! Yes I have already been in a near-scrape because of a twerp in a scenic who decided to make a last minute steering adjustment in a one way system (i.e she was driving to the right and decided to cut in front of me and go left, yes I nearly had heart failure.) I also had a mild panic attack when I couldn't get my car into reverse, but a quick phonecall to my dad, and all was well, thank goodness!!

To be honest, it is really difficult to remember anything else that has happened recently, I have been working and squeeing over my car for the last few days...nope I can't think of anything else. Other than the too many near-scrapes I had in my mum's car that I would rather forget. There are some dangerous people on our roads, and I am rather scared that I keep meeting them.