Saying "No" to type-2 diabetes.

The temperature in the East Midlands has finally cooled down. It's a relief for me because heat gives me terrible headaches and a rash after I've exposed myself in the sun. Right now, it's simply perfect (then again: to my opinion) and I can enjoy walks outside as well as to stop finding myself excuses not to go running in the morning, like I had set myself to do!

I have also brought myself to start a healthy diet. Nothing too demanding since I love food so dearly; just no cakes, biscuits and ice cream several times a day! And lots of fruit and veg, too. Aah! Gonna have to stick to these rules! No Oreos or other chocolate biscuits and spreads for a while, to see if this improves the way I feel inside my (very flabby) body!

Meanwhile, I got contacted by two work places for some volunteering which is very cool and got me a great deal excited last night. Finally going to have something to do with all these idle days! That would be extremely funky. I just hope I'll appear good enough to get something! We'll see.

Marmite doesn't come visit us as often as she used to. It's sad. I wonder if she's found a better canteen somewhere else in the neighbourhood. I know the last bag of dry cat food I bought from Wilko's was seriously not a hit amongst the nearby moggies but still, it's no reason to be unfaithful like that. My ungrateful little babies! Why can't you be good to me? (I am also talking about a man here.)

My birthday's approaching and I still haven't sent any invitations to anyone for anything. I am a well-organised person. (As stated on my CV.) Oh, thinking of what, I've just remembered I need to make an appointment with a dentist for this bad gum recession of mine! I just hope a gum graft isn't too expensive around here... Garh!

Martin Parr - Seaside shots

He may very well be my favourite photographer...

Do I really want to hurt myself?

Est-ce que cela vous est deja arrivé d'etre si malheureux que vous ne pouviez pas vous empecher de gemir de douleur en pleurant?

Hello nobody!

I am going to write a short note whilst my nail varnish is drying out (glamorous). This morning, I am procrastinating on the Internet reading interviews of Paloma Faith - my new inspiration - and eating hazelnut spread (jar almost empty!). My mum rang me this morning and was very disappointed with that agency "PATRA" which had told me last week that they had found me an admin job when in fact, they had not. I was more sad because of her tone of voice than because I had actually lost the position somehow. I am going to carry on applying for vacancies, though and hopefully, something nice will come up soon!

So this is what I am going to fill my day with today. I also need to do some grocery shopping because I am running out of milk (very important) as well as plain yoghurt and fizzy drinks, to help me get more fluid otherwise I can live for a camel for days but that's not very good for my kidneys.
I have just applied some really nice nail polish, as stated before. Here it is, it's a lovely pastel shade ironically called "minted" although I am perpetually broke myself.

I am also very excited because David (my tom-cat) asked for my postal address this morning so that the postman could deliver my birthday present to my very door in about two weeks now, and it is a very fine birthday present I am going to be offered indeed! A beautiful Lomo camera, all bright colours and promises of lovely photos. I can't wait! And of course, I will post a picture of it as soon as I receive it, so thank you, thank you so much, my sweetheart David. This is probably going to be the best present I'll ever be given!!

Now, there is another crumble waiting to be prepared. Last week, I bought two bags of fruits, apples and pears and they need to be cooked if I don't want to witness them wasting away which I would hate to do, of course, since I hate having to throw food away.

And before I go, here's my brand new Youtube account which is called the kittenneries channel and with which from now on you can watch over and over again lots of videos of kitties farting, eating peanut butter, arguing over a parking place, etc, etc... How on Earth have you managed to live without it for so long? I do not know!

Love hearts on sticky tables.

So we drove for ages this morning (well, Monique did) in order to go fetch my Urban Outfitters parcel, only because I am such a naughty kitty that wanted her new stuff before setting off to southern France for a little less than a week. Along with a pair of clear glasses named "Johnny" (ideal for windy, dusty days, hayfever-related itchy eyes and faking you're actually cool) I got what is in fact a really big bunch of pornographic postcards with lovely, naive images but explicit contents. The concept is called "Say something dirty to 45 friends, lovers and mailmen" and I have to admit Monique and I got very excited about them in her car on the way back.
Of course, I already know who I'd like to send the 45 ones to but let's make another attenpted & failed effort to be normal and send them SECOND DEGREE to my friends. Above is one of them, for your entertainment, you, imaginary reader.

And oh God, how it's true.

Deuxieme video pour Maman.

Ou je montre l'armada de bandes depilatoires que je suis allee acheter plus tot dans la matinee.

English-speaking friends, this is not interesting. It's for my Mum.

Premiere video pour Maman.

Maman reclame constament que je mette la webcam en route mais aucun des ordinateurs que j'utilise n'en a une, j'ai donc decide de lui faire des petites videos de moi de temps en temps, pour lui faire plaisir. Comme personne ne lis ce blog, je ne me fais pas de soucis a propos de qui la verra. Elle est aussi publiee sur mon Facebook mais avec une restriction s'etendant a tous sauf ma soeur Clara!

Mummy is constantly demanding that I switch the web-cam on but none of the computers I use have one so I have decided to record little videos of myself every so often, to make her happy. Since nobody reads this blog, I don't worry about who will see it. It is also published on my Facebook but with a restriction applying to all but my sister Clara!

Like any other cat, Marmite sniffs at everything.

Grumpies.

Je suis malade, fatiguee, et pourtant, je dois quand-meme aller a cette reunion debile du Job Centre + pour qu'ils me repetent des choses completement inutiles que je sais de toute facon deja par coeur. Il ne reste plus aucun mouchoirs dans la maison et mon nez est tout irrite. Je me sens bete et moche et je n'ai aucune envie de sortir. De plus, ce spray nasal Sudefed ne fait aucun effet. Maman, reviens! J'ai besoin que l'on s'occupe de moi!! Ici, je ne fais que me gaver de sucreries et j'attrape froid!

I am ill and tired and yet I have to go to that stupid Job Centre + meeting so that they can repeat to me totally pointless things&useless pieces of information that I already know off by heart anyway. There isn't a single hankie left in the house and my nose is sore. I feel grotesque and ugly and I do not want to go out. On top of that, this Sudafed nasal spray isn't doing anything whatsoever to unblock my nose or stop the running.
Mummy, come back! I need looking after!! Here I only stuff myself with sweeties and catch colds!

Recit de vie quotidienne.

Parce que je suis en train d'ecouter la radio en anglais, je ne peux me concentrer que dans une langue differente et la seule autre que je connaisse est le francais. Donc, francais ce sera aujourd'hui!
Je me brule la langue avec une tasse de thé a la menthe et il passe une de mes favorites maintenant, Paloma Faith. Je viens seulement de m'habiller - il fait si froid dans cette maison! - j'ai nourri Marmite, repondu aux quelques messages que j'avais sur Facebook et payé un pull avec motifs jacquart (?) - fairisle - sur Ebay. Il est composé a 80% de pure laine alors, avec un peu de chance, j'aurai bien chaud quand je le porterai! L'hiver semble s'eterniser et pourtant, j'ai mes paniers suspendus a refaire! Les sachets attendent patiemment que je m'atele a la tache depuis l'ete dernier mais je crois que les graines de fleurs que j'ai sont a planter en avril de toute facon.
J'ai aussi paye mon loyer ce matin. Je croyais avoir effectue le transfert deux fois donc il m'a fallu appeler HSBC pour annuler les transactions qui en fait n'avaient pas du tout ete prises en compte. Encore des appels inutiles a payer!
Il y aura aussi toujours plus de photocopies a faire aujourd'hui, pour une fois pas destinees a etre perdues par les Benefits par contre mais par la Securite Sociale en France, d'epaisses lettres a envoyer et peut-etre rencontrerai-je mon amie Helene en ville pour l'aider avec son shopping de vetements chauds pour son voyage en Ecosse. On a tres froid ici, nous, les gens du sud de la France! Je pense d'ailleurs a aller m'acheter une deuxieme bouillote aujourd'hui. Je sais qu'ils en ont des roses tres mignones au supermarche d'a cote de chez moi et pour £2 seulement!

Je devais voir Jodie qui voulait me montrer son espace a l'universite ou elle etudie l'art mais elle a recu un appel pour visiter une maison donc elle a annule. Elle a pris la courageuse decision de vivre un an seule, sans son petit-ami de toujours et je respecte beaucoup cette idee, je suis convaincue que ca lui fera enormement de bien, sans parler de tout ce qu'elle apprendra sur elle-meme. On pense toujours que ces phrases-la sont entierement preconcues et repetees betement par des adultes condescendants comme de pauvres paroles de sagesses qui ne valent pas grand-chose mais j'ai appris qu'il y a quand-meme beaucoup de vrai dans celles-ci, forcee que je l'ai ete de vivre seule et de m'occuper de moi-meme apres que mes petits-amis m'aient abandonnes (avec ou contre leur gres) et, bien que toujours faible, je suis devenue une personne bien plus forte a cause de ou grace a ces epreuves!

Clara devrait egalement arriver dans un mois maintenant, pour me tenir compagnie pendant quelques 10 jours, et je ne peux deja plus attendre! Je m'en suis apercue ce matin et ca m'a donne du baume au coeur de savoir que j'allais tres probablement revoir ses petites taches brunes tres bientot. Ma soeur a deux taches "de pain au chocolat" sur la joue que je cherie plus que tout au monde. J'aimerais bien les aspirer un jour, ou bien les decoller et les garder dans une boite que j'ouvrirai de temps en temps en cachette pour caresser le velour de ces taches de rousseurs geantes.

Bit of news - Marmite, etc...

Oh la la! Been ages I haven't posted anything here! So many things have changed, so much water under the bridge - bla bla - and yet, not much either. Still single, catless, although I now have a kitty (which won't even allow me to pet her) to feed 3 times a day. Marmite, I named her, because her coat is of a brownish-black. She's got the cutest, roundest little green eyes for her defense - my baby - and a very good appetite... for life, of course!
She's not fussy, mind you, fairly cheap cat food brands satisfy her although I also treat her to cat milk once or twice a week, poor little mite, she lives roughly, she deserves it! I do hope she's been neutered - if it's indeed a she because she'd never let me check! - otherwise, sooner or later a litter of adorable, heart-breaking stray kittens will turn up and it'll feel like a tragedy if I can't take them all in and keep them from the cold and danger outside!

First time I started writing in English, living here constantly is beginning to take its toll! Since last July, I've also worked as a chef in a "japanese" restaurant chain called Yo! Sushi which I thoroughly hated and where I've been treated like poo, and discover my favourite author ever: Deric Longden.
I'll soon have reached this terrible point where I'll have read all his books (I should probably start piling up on antidepressants and booze actually) and I have to say that I loved them all. Especially his best known one "The Cat Who Came In From The Cold" but "A Play On Words" as well, which has an amazing cover if you get the hardback edition. It's not so much that his books are more or less a series relating the story of his life amongst exigent cats and a blind wife, just the way he puts it and writes it down is absolutely hilarious. I wish I could tell him myself but he's probably this bit too famous now and I wouldn't know what to say anyway. English is not my 1st language so I guess that when it gets important, I still struggle and find it very difficult to express myself in a way I'm fairly satisfied with...

Not much outside the well-worn subject of shitty temporary jobs and kitties. I'm still "grieving" my break-up with David (!!) and it's left me in such a state, I can't even have a boyfriend, at least not for longer than a night. My mother is getting more and more desperate about that but I'd rather not worry too much - got enough on my plate to sort out already! - and I read in a supplement of the Guardian that getting over a very important relationship can take up to two years anyway, so she's better start to be patient!

I've also had two housemates since last summer. Laura - the 1st one - and now Monique, a children's nurse at the QMC in Nottingham whom seems to be very sweet and is certainly very well-mannered and tidy. She's very much contributing to the gathering of cutesie junk that was already piling up in the house, although being less obsessed than me who's aboviously pretty much one-track-minded, her stuff isn't totally cat-themed, which makes a nice change. She's also very beautiful, with her brazilian origins. Lucky her, the winter is turning my poor skin into some iguana's and I feel at my ugliest at the moment but, once again, s'pose there are much more important things to meditate about in life, such as "What the hell am I gonna have to do to find a decent job this time??"