So, it is currently 3 oclock in the morning, and - after three solid hours of distraction via Ipod, book, tossing, turning, listening to my stomach churning and growling, snuffling and squeaking whilst breathing - I have discovered I am too ill to sleep. My throat feels like someone's parked a car in it, and I don't even feel remotely tired.
Tried to wear myself out with an old trick I've been doing since high school - staring out at the street. There's something just so calm and peaceful about watching the world outside your window standing completely still, and then experiencing a tiny flicker of excitement when something DOES happen - be it a car going past or a late night walker. Use to do this a LOT in last year at uni - as my kitchen window not only opened and had a ledge to sit on, but overlooked a stunning lamp display opposite a bank, that always made me happy when I saw it. I'd sometimes sit there at about 5am when I couldn't get to sleep, listen to my Ipod as loudly as possible, often singing along (since there was no-one to hear me), and wondering whether the occasional person walking past could ever feel that someone was watching them. They never looked up and saw me, in any case. Tonight I thought (or maybe just imagined) I saw the curtains opposite twitch slightly - and wondered if I was the only person who did this, and if someone could see me. If not, we have pretty damn trusting neighbours - almost all of their curtains were open.
Spent most of today in bed, not even eating - so I know this is worryingly serious. Eventually managed to turf myself out into the foggy streets to brave pre-Christmas Tesco, which, surprisingly, wasn't that busy. Thoroughly enjoyed walking round with a trolley, picking up ingredients and sensible food and pretending to be a normal person. Cheered myself up somewhat with the purchase of lipgloss, Herbal Essence shampoo and knickers (3 pairs for a fiver). Although was slightly alarmed, when perusing the knickers, to recognise at least 6 pairs that were residing in my underwear drawer back home. Eek.
Walked home in the fog, contemplating just how utterly fantastic a song "Let's get it on" is. Not only does Marvin Gaye have the most magnificent voice, but the whole thing is like softcore porn - dripping with saxophones and wildly sexy. There's a reason that song is used in almost every single seduction scene in TV or film - because it is a turn-on in itself. Yes, it is simply a few minutes of a man begging a woman to have sex with him, but it remains one of my favourite songs of all time, and I listened to it about 3 times at maximum volume all the way home.
Pub shift was fairly steady tonight. Lisa and Alice came in, which cheered me up immensely, even if I didn't get much chance to chat. Ooh, and with the aid of a pen, some quick-thinking, and a couple of blank betting slips - I was able to present them with a sample Menu for tomorrow! It's just occurred to me that I may not have mentioned it.........
In a nutshell - Lisa, Alice and I are re-creating the classic show "Come Dine with Me" over 3 consecutive days during the Christmas holidays, ie: having dinner parties and showing off our cooking skills, basically. I, rather nerve-wrackingly, have been chosen to go first - and my day is tomorrow. After several weeks (or minutes) of thinking and planning, I can now present you, as I did them, with the finished result:
KATRINA O'DONNELL
..... cordially invites you to Come Dine with Her, on the eve of Christmas Eve, at 8pm.
MENU:
Chicken liver and brandy Parfait with a side salad
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Rosemary and garlic lamb chops, served in a port sauce with mustard-flavoured mashed potato and broccolli
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Syrup-drizzled Brownie Crumble Ice Cream with truffles
What do you think? Snazz factory, eh? Obviously didn't look quite so classy when scrawled on the reverse of a betting slip, but dammit, I used Calligraphy! And yes, I may be a BIT of a cop-out by not making my own pudding, but there's no way on EARTH I'd have time to start preparing a third course, not between now and then, anyway. But yeah, by tomorrow evening, the whole Menu will be typed and laminated for my eager guests. I literally cannot wait. Prepared the starter tonight, so as to be mega-organised (as I have one last L*********** shift from 9 till 5:30 tomorrow) - with a little help from Mum, as I've never done pate' before. Thankfully she seems to be at least TALKING to me again, even if we're not QUITE back to our old ways just yet. Fair enough. We always start talking by at least the next day (well, it's pretty damned difficult to blank someone you live with) - and as it's Christmas week it was BOUND to speed up somewhat...... Happy days!
The rest of the shift was same old same old: the usual come-ons still thrown out with slurred enthusiasm, as if they think that by saying the same bloody thing every time that I'll eventually be swayed and persuaded into being romanced by someone who does nothing but drink pints of Black every night and has more wrinkles than decency. Staring CONSTANTLY at me (even when I appear to be looking the other way) with droopy basset-hound's eyes and frequently telling me I'm attractive is NOT a viable seduction technique. Being incredibly near my own age and kissing my neck and back to the strains of "Let's get it on" is. Take note, you alarming fuckers.
Good gravy - it's 4am. Now arises the difficult question that hasn't popped up since uni; should I go to sleep and risk not hearing my alarm and waking up in time for work, (having had only 2 hours sleep) OR should I simply stay awake right through till half 6, so as to GUARANTEE that I'll be up? God knows I've done it before, and all it would require is plenty of Diet Coke, chocolate, and a fuck-load of ProPlus throughout the day. Besides, I have several jobs that need doing that would occupy me a while..... I could:
- Paint my nails
- Wrap Lisa and Alice's Christmas presents
- Type up, print off and laminate CDWM Menus
- Shower, wash and straighten my hair
- Pick an outfit to wear for dinner
- Iron my uniform
- Re-make my bed (forgot to put the sheets back on before work, eek)
- Re-tidy my room
- Lay the dining room table IN ADVANCE (and then some!)
- Download the 38 songs I've been meaning to download for AGES
- Create a Dinner Playlist for my Ipod
- Drink more Lemsip
- Catch up on "Lost" (haven't seen Season 4 in MONTHS - almost forgotten what happened)
- Do another blog
OK, that last one might make me seem a little obsessive, but it's become a natural habit when I'm bored. So, if another blog appears in under an hour or so - you will know that I am not only still awake, but bored out of my tiny little mind
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Current Mood: still not tired
Current Music: "Funkytown" - Lipps Inc (turned down very low, as it is 4am)
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