Monthly Archives: March 2012

in which Beshemoth is convinced the End Is Nigh, yet does nothing whatsoever about it

Having been all refreshed by a weekend of not doing much: onward! For this week, it Will All Be Different (TM)! And indeed it was; I was all, ‘forward ho!’, and absolutely nothing happened. Hmm. Energy levels down, glands up… … Continue reading

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Working hard at not working – cos working hard isn’t working!

Yeah, I think I’m sooooo funny. Anyway. It is clear even to me that the more work I’m putting into punting my spare room, doing the allotment, etc etc, the less I’m getting anywhere with it. Time to take a … Continue reading

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Thwart for the day

To recap: for roughly the whole of 2012 (as such) I have been Waiting! for Things! to Happen! Firstly, I’ve been waiting for a new flatmate to replace the Tweedles (for extra bonus tension: if I score one, I can … Continue reading

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Recycling old news – Beshemoth goes blacksmithing. Part four

Step Four – Going Home and Showing Off Your Battle Scars For once, I did not get waylaid by anything today. Instead, I had to check out and haul the massive wheelie suitcase with me to the blacksmithing course, which … Continue reading

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Recycling old news – Beshemoth goes blacksmithing. Part three

Step Three – Surrender, it is easier On my way to the blacksmithing course this morning, I got lost trying to take a short-cut and was set upon by employees of Her Majesty’s Customs and Excise, who were under the … Continue reading

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Recycling old news – Beshemoth goes blacksmithing. Part two

Step Two – Actually, maybe Half the Battle is Half the Battle So. Fire. Scared of. Moron, for forgetting of. Just fake it, I thought, it will all be okay! Nobody noticed you were terrified when you had to suddenly learn … Continue reading

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Recycling old news – Beshemoth goes blacksmithing. Part one

Feeling a bit crappy about the scale of my achievements at the mo, so it’s time to tart up the CV get the bike fixed fecking draw something then rest on me feckin’ laurels by revisiting last year’s achievements. My attitude, it explains a lot. Due … Continue reading

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in which the gulf between my dreams and my abilities is so great, you could totally break a leg in there

This week, I have mainly been working like a bastard from half six in the morning to half ten at night, and mostly still suffering toothache and earache, but I was enjoying the Codeines far too much, so I’m not … Continue reading

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stripping and drugs and dentistry and this is not anywhere near as interesting as it sounds, you have been warned

Despite everything, I rolled out of bed on Monday feeling very happy indeed. Which is always a bad sign. I did sums, I stripped wallpaper, I tripped up to the office and waded through the casenotes and did not despair, … Continue reading

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In which Beshemoth has fun, much against her will. And pain, also much against her will

So there I was, in a party frock, wine in one hand and scientific calculator in the other, doing sums on a train while heading to Edinburgh for some hardcore birthday-partyin’ fun. Which was probably well-deserved after a day of … Continue reading

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