*pathetic bleat*

My car is, officially, cocked. Had a terrifying drive to work with it nearly stalling all the way, and the journey home in the dark was no fun either. Earliest the garage can fit us in is Friday, so I'm going to be slumming it on the buses for at least the rest of the week. And they only run once an hour, getting me in either 50 mins early or 10 mins late. Guh! Thankfully, Boss is being nice and letting me be flexible in my hour of need, so I'm going to be starting and finishing 10 minutes later while I have to get buses. Unfortunately this means I'm going to have to Peg It to the bus stop in the evenings.

Still have the Bidet Blues, alas, not helped by sore gum and general Under The Weatherness. I hate trying to organise my own birthday parties. Especially when No Fucker texts back and you need to book the table. Hubs has offered to take over the organisation. I think I'm going to let him. He'll kick their asses into gear.

AND somebody really, really stank at the gym today. Can people with BO not smell themselves?

Meh. Still, Hubby's taking me out tomorrow for tea. Let's just hope I don't miss the bus home.

I like these.

Stolen from bbluvskt.

Because I'm very nearly 26.

10 LAYERS OF ME

LAYER ONE: ON THE OUTSIDE
Name:Gabrielle Norah (yes, I know. Fucking stupid middle name) Hutchinson Crouch (nee Hutchinson)
Birth Date: 4th Jan 1980
Birth Place: Pontypool, Wales.
Current Location: At Hubs' pooter, in the spare room of our flat.
Eye Color: pale grey/blue with occasional hazelness.
Hair Color: Brown
Righty or Lefty: Righty (Hand wise, Politically I'm A Big Lefty!)
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

LAYER TWO: ON THE INSIDE
Your Heritage: Welsh with some French, Irish, English and a wee dash of Black about 5 or 6 generations back. (don't know whether it's Aftrican or West Indian)
Your Weakness: Self obsession, self analysis, idleness
Your Fears: Abandonment, letting people down, letting life pass me by without achievement, spiders.
Your Perfect Pizza: Fiorentina
Goal You'd Like to Achieve: Literary success, babies.

LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW
Your Most Overused Phrase: Cock It; Ah Shim; Meh; Beh-sec-leh... (instaid of basicly)
Your Thoughts First Waking Up: How long can I possibly stay in bed this morning?
Your Best Physical Feature: Good lips and big Gazooms
Your Most Missed Memory: Dad when he was well & happy

LAYER FOUR: YOUR PICK
Pepsi or Coke: Neither. Fuck off. I only drink that cack as a mixer and then Shop's Own's just as good.
McDonald's or Burger King: I reiterate. FUCK RIGHT OFF. Not that I don't like junk food. I prefer Chinese or pizza.
Single or Group Dates: Single. I'm not 12.
ADIDAS or Nike: I used to like my Adidas Campuses, but now I have fuschia Dunlops!
Lip Tea or Nestea: Meh? Nice cup of Chai tea. Mmmm!
Chocolate or Vanilla: Choccy
Cappuccino or Coffee: Proper Coffee!

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU/ARE YOU?
Smoke: Nope
Cuss: Wankburgers! Flangeferret! Cuntycuntycumsack!!!
Single: Married!
Take a Shower: and hairwash every morning before I can do anything.
Have a Crush: No, unless you count filmstars or fictional characters.
Think You've Been in Love: I know I am, and always will be. Ahhh.
Like(d) High School: Hated it like Yosemite Sam hates rabbits.
Want to Get Married: Once was enough.
Believe in Yourself: sometimes.
Get Motion Sickness: very occasionally.
Think You're a Health Freak: heh heh heh heh...
Get Along With Your Parents: I try.
Like Thunderstorms: They give me headaches when they're coming in. I like it when they happen though, because then my headache goes away again.

LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST MONTH
Drank Alcohol: Baby, I think I drank all of it!
Gone on a Date: Does King Kong with hubs count?
Gone to the Mall: No. I last braved Bluewater in Nov.
Been on Stage: Yes, but I was dicking about after Jools & Sylv's show. I wore a giant moustache!
Eaten Sushi: No. But I love the stuff.
Been Dumped: No
Gone Skating: No
Gone Skinny Dipping: no
Dyed Your Hair: No

LAYER SEVEN: HAVE YOU EVER
Played a Game That Required Removal of Clothing: Yes. It's called Pass Me The Sock, and Jools invented it for my 21st Birthday party.
Gotten Beaten Up: only emotionally.
Changed Who You Were to Fit In: No point. I can never pull it off!

LAYER EIGHT: GETTING OLDER
Age You Hope to Be Married: did it aged 24.
Number of Children: I want 2. Elliot & Iris.
Describe Your Dream Wedding: My wedding was cool. Civil ceremony in a nice hotel, Mum gave me away, Sis & Sis in law as bridesmaids, friends (both genders) as ushers, best Best Man I could wish for, A whole day with all my friends and relations. Walked up the aisle to Air on a G String, back down the aisle to Song 2, 1st dance was We Have All The Time In The World (Fun Lovin Criminals version). Cake was choccy, Han & Leia were the cake toppers. Profiteroles for pudding. Mmmmm!
How Do You Want to Die?: Peacefully, painlessly, beloved, well remembered and elderly.

LAYER NINE: IN A GIRL/GUY
Best Eye Color: dark brown
Best Hair Color: black like my soul
Height: don't mind.
Best First Date Location: Restaurant or pub
Articles of Clothing: As long as he looks good in it, he can wear what he likes.

LAYER TEN: IN A NUMBER
Number of People I Can Trust: 8
Number of CD's I Own: no idea. Lots.
Number of Piercings: 1
Number of Tattoos: 0
Number of Times I've Been on TV: Once. On Trisha!
Number of Times My Name Has Appeared in the Newspaper: I used to work at one, so loads.
Number of Scars on My Body: 4 from gall bladder-ectomy, one from childhood burn, one from chicken pox.
Number of Things in My Past That I Regret: Many.