This day ten years ago ...
Mar. 27th, 2007 10:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scottishlassLast night His Hubbiness™ had to show his obnoxious (read: highly annoying) side again. He was looking for a DVD he had obviously misplaced. Of course, I was to blame as I had ONCE lend out a DVD that we didn't get back to this date. This event happened oh ... some 7 years ago? And I have definitely learnt my lesson since then, but hey, I am the one who contiuously lends out DVDs ... yeah right. Anyway, it so happens that about a week or two ago Mr. Obnoxiousness™ re-organized his DVD shelves. Bette, bigger, faster ... I didn't help him because DVDs are his thing, so I keep my Dorama DVDs far away from his as to not being accused of messing up his super-duper organziation.
Well he couldn't find the DVD he was looking for and got bitching ... Did I lend it out? I was the last person to have it in her hands and so on, and on, and on. Most of the time I grunt and nod and make a few noises when he is in this mood, and once he grumbles off, I get looking (and mostly finding) the required item(s). Last night was no exeption. As His Hubbiness™ went to bed, I had a look at the DVD shelves again (even though His Hubbiness™ told me that he had already checked and the DVD in question was NOT THERE). Well, being the mistrusting and suspicious little thing that I am, I got another look ... and lookee here, high on top, between the Millennium series boxes and some other obscure series, there is the DVD in question. In fact this is the very row of DVDs that HisObnoxiousness Hubbiness™ re-organized not a week or so ago. Who was the last person who had the DVD in his/her hands? Certainly not me. Baka!
Oh well all is well in Scottishlass'Land again ... for now.
But you know while I was looking at places where His Hubbiness™ thought I had misplaced his DVD, I came across my old diaries - yep the book variety. So what did I do on March 27th 1997? I was preparing for the final stages of my MA (in History it seems), still lived alone, got over a heartbreak and all in all seemed very content. Here is a snippet - do I sound crazy or what?
27th March 1997 ...
Am DEAD!! Need to study, study, study. HELP!!
Work is boring as usual, but I see more of my work colleagues than my study colleagues at uni. ARGH! Is this really supposed to be? This rush? Good thing my EngLit papers are dealt with, my linguistics test went smoothly and like a charm and it is only the written examination in ... bleh ... Geschicccccccchhhhhhté ... GOD, I HATE European esp. French history. And who really cares what Robespierre said in that or this medaire??? ARGH!!!!
I wish I had a time machine and then I would skewer and maim all those important ppl and kill them ... French Revolution? Not happening ... Una - Not having to learn ... ERGO: I'm a free woman!!! Not! *sigh* This whole studying has a detrimental effect on my brain ... my mind goes mush ... or crazy ... or both. *gaga*
What is it with men? Got a letter (of all things) from R. and he told me he misses me ... misses me??? Het bedriegen asshole!!! You were the one who broke it off. No, I won't get mad, I won't I won't I WON'T!!!
Well he couldn't find the DVD he was looking for and got bitching ... Did I lend it out? I was the last person to have it in her hands and so on, and on, and on. Most of the time I grunt and nod and make a few noises when he is in this mood, and once he grumbles off, I get looking (and mostly finding) the required item(s). Last night was no exeption. As His Hubbiness™ went to bed, I had a look at the DVD shelves again (even though His Hubbiness™ told me that he had already checked and the DVD in question was NOT THERE). Well, being the mistrusting and suspicious little thing that I am, I got another look ... and lookee here, high on top, between the Millennium series boxes and some other obscure series, there is the DVD in question. In fact this is the very row of DVDs that His
Oh well all is well in Scottishlass'Land again ... for now.
But you know while I was looking at places where His Hubbiness™ thought I had misplaced his DVD, I came across my old diaries - yep the book variety. So what did I do on March 27th 1997? I was preparing for the final stages of my MA (in History it seems), still lived alone, got over a heartbreak and all in all seemed very content. Here is a snippet - do I sound crazy or what?
27th March 1997 ...
Am DEAD!! Need to study, study, study. HELP!!
Work is boring as usual, but I see more of my work colleagues than my study colleagues at uni. ARGH! Is this really supposed to be? This rush? Good thing my EngLit papers are dealt with, my linguistics test went smoothly and like a charm and it is only the written examination in ... bleh ... Geschicccccccchhhhhhté ... GOD, I HATE European esp. French history. And who really cares what Robespierre said in that or this medaire??? ARGH!!!!
I wish I had a time machine and then I would skewer and maim all those important ppl and kill them ... French Revolution? Not happening ... Una - Not having to learn ... ERGO: I'm a free woman!!! Not! *sigh* This whole studying has a detrimental effect on my brain ... my mind goes mush ... or crazy ... or both. *gaga*
What is it with men? Got a letter (of all things) from R. and he told me he misses me ... misses me??? Het bedriegen asshole!!! You were the one who broke it off. No, I won't get mad, I won't I won't I WON'T!!!
