It CAN be done!

Do any of you 'orrible lot play Guitar Hero 3?

Anyone at all?

A while ago, I set myself the challenge that, once I had completed the game on the Easy setting, I would go back and get 100% of the notes on every single song, before moving onto the Medium setting to do it all again. Not an easy task, I tell you.

It took a while, and I managed to get 100% on almost every track, including two bonuses:

10:44 AM - October 11, 2008 - comments {8} - post comment

On sexy dreams...

Last night, I had one of the raunchiest and most vivid dreams I can remember.

(Yes, including that Stargate one.)

I was at a library, and I was talking to a man. I want to mention here that I wasn't me. In dreams I am only very rarely Nicola. But this man. There was something about him that dream-me found immensely attractive. His voice turned me on, his feather-light accidental touch made me tingle all over. It was a passionate and intense feeling, a confusing sense of animal lust in a mind I don't recognise.

But this man... something happened to the library, after I left. A fire, or an accident. He was killed. I was distraught, and I tried to find him in the rubble, but I couldn't so I went to a party (as you do). There were several people there that dream-me recognised, but that the dreaming-me had no recollection of. One of them was another man. Tall, slender, long dark hair and facial piercings. Not dreaming-me's kinda guy (not since that one time a few years ago... *shudder*) at all, but I was someone else, someone who lusted after this man like there was no tomorrow.

We were watching movies, and for whatever reason I was knelt by the side of a low bed, on my knees with my elbows propped up on the mattress, in the same way a young girl might pray before bed for the health of her family and friends. I knelt there, and The Man was beside me, his hand running idly up and down the inside of my thigh, beneath whatever skirt or dress (and it was definitely one of those, no trousers for this girl) I was wearing. His explorations moved higher up my leg, his fingers stroking firmer against my skin, then gently touching the soft cloth of my underwear. I could feel myself blushing, and was sure everyone would be able to tell what he was doing, but they all seemed to be engrossed in the film as he deftly (and so quickly!) slipped his hand into my knickers, stroking and teasing me as I knelt over beside him. His lips found my shoulder, my back, as his index and middle finger softly, slowly began to slip inside me, inch by teasing inch, my lips pressed firmly together as I tried not to make a sound. It was madness, utter madness, that this man I barely knew would be doing this to me, in front of so many people, so boldly and so bloody well...

I woke up hot, sweating and panting, still able to feel his warm, strong fingers sliding slowly and firmly between my thighs, utterly confused as to who he was, who I was, and why this was happening.

I tell you, there are worse ways to wake up on a cold Tuesday morning.

9:14 PM - October 7, 2008 - comments {5} - post comment

Party Pics! WARNING: IMAGE HEAVY POST

So, the moment of truth... as promised, here are some of the photos from my Superhero Birthday Bonanza! I will apologise for the state of myself in these shots, I didn't realise I was -quite- so immense around the waist, and the illness made me look more than a little retarded. Le sigh.

Batgirl, Joker and Harley enjoy a cosy moment.


Batman!


Robin, looking gay as ever.


Blunt Man and Chronic.


The Punisher gets ready to, er, punish.


V looks pleased with himself. Then again, he always does...


That little known hero - Cock Boy!


Two-Face enjoys a nice beer.


Tank Girl getting happy.


Poison Ivy cosy's up to Lady Zorro.


Chun Li


Captain Numpty FTW!


The second Ivy


Bananaman joins the fun!


Birthday girl and boy, Harley Quinn and Mr. Incredible


Cheetara


Guitar Hero...


V reveals the secret to that perma-smile...


Proof that you can't have more than one Joker in the same room!


The third Joker

10:43 PM - October 5, 2008 - comments {10} - post comment

Party Time, and Getting Down with the Sickness.

Last night was my epic Superhero/villain birthday bash, and I have to say it was one of the best nights ever. So many people came in costume, and thankfully there were more than a few people who recognised who I was supposed to be. I did panic for a bit, because although my outfit was in the right colours and patterns, Harley Quinn is such an obscure character I did wonder if I would get recognised at all.

We had a buffet, party games, drinks galore... and yet I had to go home early because for the past three weeks I've been nursing a cough that has finally turned into a full-blown cold and sore throat, and I felt like absolute shit last night. I even sat down and had a little cry around 1am because I just felt so rubbish and couldn't enjoy myself properly. Add on the fact that for some bizarre reason no amount of alcohol could take away the nagging sense of sobriety, and you have a rather dejected little Twisty-Harley, sitting on a stool with her hair in ribbons and crying into a bottle of Spitfire. Nevermind.

Oh, and my camera broke before we went out, so I've had to rely on about four different people to take decent photos and send them to me. So when I get those, I will post them up for all to see.

The best thing about being sober last night though, was being able to remember all the characters that made it out:

Batman and Robin (Adam West and Burt Ward version)
Joker (comic version)
Joker (Dark Knight version) (x2)
Poison Ivy (x2)
Two-Face
Batgirl
Catwoman
Lady Riddler
Harley Quinn (obviously!)
V (from V for Vendetta)
Lady Zorro
Mr Incredible
Mr Furious
The Punisher (x2)
Captain Caveman
Cheetara
Scooby Doo

and several homemade characters, including The Vixen and Emo Angel.

Photos soon... promise. For now, I'm going back to bed because I feel like absolute shit.

10:05 AM - October 4, 2008 - comments {14} - post comment

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!

I've had like, NO time at all to blog since I started my new job, especially with all the birthday plans and the costume planning, so I'm sorry if I've missed anything important. I have 40 blog alerts to catch up on, which I'll try and do by next week, but for now the most important thing I have to say is this:

7:10 AM - October 1, 2008 - comments {12} - post comment

It came!

That'd be the cutey little skirt I ordered t'other day and blogged about it my last post.

Talk about your speedy deliveries!

It's perfect... just what I wanted, and affordable to at only £17, INCLUDING postage! Only one problem...


...it's only 13inches long, including the waistband. Do your maths, people. That's right, it's just a tiny bit longer than a foot. Now, factor in the curve of my arse... yeah, it barely covers.


*invests in hotpants, to preserve her modesty*

7:59 PM - September 26, 2008 - comments {8} - post comment

Costume Update!

I rue the day I ever decided to go to my own fancy-dress party as Harley Quinn. The girl is impossible to recreate. In the three months it took me to get a new job, my waist, hips, and thighs have widened a considerable amount, and it is no longer even remotely possible that I can squeeze into the skin-tight lycra bodysuit that is Harley's official costume.

As Dante said to me the other day: Bugrit, millenium palm and king crab.

So I'm relying on my somewhat rusty skills as a seamstress (Pratchett readers, take your minds from the gutter, thank you very much), and the wondrous awesomeness that is eBay to fix myself a contemporary Harley Quinn outfit.

Last night, eBay came up trumps! I don't know if I mentioned the tutu-type skirt I had my eye on, but it looks a little something like this:

9:37 PM - September 25, 2008 - comments {9} - post comment

It's all going so fast!

I can't believe it's already the end of September. Seems like yesterday was my brother's 18th birthday, and that was the beginning of June. Where has it all gone?

I got back from Holland on Sunday - it was good, thanks for asking. Money was a little tight, so we didn't get to do half of what we wanted to, but we made it to Amsterdam for the day and sampled some of the local treats (not THOSE treats, you dirty little scumbags), and then had a lovely 2 hour walk back from the train station to the campsite, all slightly blurred by a rather pleasant coffee-and-weed induced buzz.

I was supposed to start my new job in the Reading cafe on Monday, but the area director had other plans. He called me less than an hour after I got back from Holland, asking if I could go back to the branch I did my training at to help them out for this week because they're short staffed. So now the other Reading employees will have had TWO whole weeks getting aquainted with the new shop, and I will be at even more of a disadvantage when I finally start work there on Saturday. Which on its own sucks major bumhole... it's been 5 years since I worked a Saturday. Blech. Apparently the Reading staff are all miserable gits as well, according to the Newbury girls (who I've been training) with, as they went to visit the new place last weekend.

It's my birthday next Wednesday! I'm so excited, and you'll probably get regular updates now on how many more days, hours, minutes there are until I turn 23. Even more exciting is the imminent arrival of one kickass parcel from over th'ocean: Mister Dante has sent me a gift of joy, and to say I'm wriggling in anticipation is a bit of an understatement. Also, apparently I'm due to receive a package (hurr hurr) from Australia from my friend Timmy, who has neglected to write back to any of my letters for the last 5 years... he says this'll make up for the lack of paper goodies from him - whee!

So what are you guys gonna get me? *angelic grin* I like fantasy/horror novels, rubber duckies, things with stars and skulls on, and the colours red, green, purple and black. Ecards are also welcome. :P

My Superhero/villain party is next Friday! Wheeeeeee! I wish all you guys could come! For those I have added on Facebook, the photos will arrive there at some point over next weekend, I should expect, and I'll post the choicest and most juicy snaps right here for those who refuse to be sucked in to the vortex that is Facebook. Well done you. If I remember to give my camera to someone else, there should be snaps of me in my Harley outfit, which I still haven't finished yet.

*gets frantically buying and stitching*

8:42 PM - September 23, 2008 - comments {22} - post comment

Seasonal Annoyances

I had a whole post written out the other day, about how I get annoyed when people don't seem to know the dates for seasonal change.

I ranted and I raved about the idiocy of such people, and the ignorance.

I wanted to prove myself right, so I went to the fount of all knowledge, Wikipedia, to confirm the dates I'd been told since I even knew what months and days were.

Apparently, there are two different main 'calendars' by which the turning of the seasons can be followed: Meteorological, and Astronomical. According to what Wiki has to say on the matter, the UK usually (but not exclusively) follow the meteorological calendar, but I've always been led to believe that the astronomical calendar is the more correct. In fact, I didn't even know there WAS a meteorological calendar until I searched the topic earlier this week.

The meteoro- y'know what, I'ma just call them the M-calendar and the A-calendar, for simplicity...

*ahem*

The M-calendar goes a little something like this...
In the Northern Hemisphere:
Spring begins on March 1
Summer begins on June 1
Autumn begins on September 1
Winter begins on December 1.

In the Southern hemisphere:
Spring begins on September 1
Summer begins on December 1
Autumn begins on March 1
Winter begins on June 1.

The A-calendar (the one I follow) reads this way...
In the Northern Hemisphere:
Winter (89 days) begins on 21 December, the winter solstice
Spring (92 days) begins on 20 March, the vernal equinox
Summer (93 days) begins on 20 June, the summer solstice
Autumn (90 days) begins on 22 September, the autumnal equinox.

In the Southern Hemisphere:
Well, that's where it seems to get complicated. Wiki says the following:
"Because of the differences in the Northern and Southern Hemispheres, it is no longer considered appropriate to use the northern-seasonal designations for the astronomical quarter days. The modern convention for them is: March Equinox; June Solstice; September Equinox; and December Solstice."

And then, after all that, there're still the 'Traditional' seasons, where the solstice and equinox days in the above A-calendar are the seasonal mid-points, instead of the starting points:
Note: Northern Hemisphere only.
Winter begins between 5 November and 10 November (Samhain)
*mid-winter between 20 December and 23 December*
Spring begins between 2 February and 7 February (Imbolc)
*mid-spring between 19 March and 22 March*
Summer begins between 4 May and 10 May (Beltane)
*mid-summer between 19 June and 23 June*
Autumn begins between 3 August and 10 August (Lughnasadh)
*mid-autumn between 21 September and 24 September*


....no wonder we all get so bloody confused!!

8:13 AM - September 5, 2008 - comments {1} - post comment

Irony Signery

Tom and I were in Asda last night, or Walmart for our American chums, when we both fell about in fits of giggles at a fantastic display of irony, slightly frightening the poor check-out girl, who looked like she just wanted to scan our items and go home.

There we were, stood in the queue, when we heard an astonished cry from a woman three checkouts or so to our right. An advertisement placard had come loose from it's hanging cable, narrowly missing her head by mere inches. A placard... for life insurance.

I don't think I've ever seen such a perfect display of irony in my entire life, ever.

7:38 PM - September 4, 2008 - comments {3} - post comment