Insomnia Induced Insanity

I'm only doing this cos chemical_stripe asked nicely.

( The Ugly Truth )

I forgot to sleep on Thursday night. Seriously. Forgot.
I haven't done that since I lived in London. And I kind of missed it... thing is, here I have to drive myself around and actually use my brain at work. Luckily friday was a slow day. Unluckily, it was our year end function.

I got all glammed up (in a dress that fitted fine a year ago) and went through. I told myself - no booze.

Yeah.

The wheels fell off as I consumed double tequila Red bulls the whole night. All I remember is driving home very slowly on a dark back road.

The next morning, my little sister hung out on my bed with me. Both of us nursing evil hangovers. It was weird in a way that she never actually talks to me and here we are, in pain and she's telling me all about her boys issues. I thought I'd woken up in an alternative universe. Once my brain started to not pound, we went and collected my puppies! I am now the proud mom of Dresden and Kasabian - two border collie puppies.

Sunday I had to go into the office to catch up on some work and now today, I was up at 3am in order to get to my econd job in time. And half wya through putting up the posters, I have run out of blue tack. So I'm waiting for the news agent to open so I can buy more. It's 5:50am - I have another two hours before that happens. Good thing I took the morning off or else I'd be in a lot of trouble.

I wonder what its like to not be tired...

Current Music: Moonlight - Lark

Oh boy am I in trouble...

I have four jobs. And I don't have time to do any of them. And by not having time, I'm letting people down. Which I hate doing.

Like this week, for example. I had to rewrite my AU fic as it morphed into a xover before the wheels fell off. I'm two pages in but have a long way to go. And the fic is due - Tuesday.

At my full time job, I had my bi-yearly appraisal, which went way better than I expected - I still work thre for one thing and there's talk of a bonus!!!

Tomorrow night is the year end function and I'm dateless because my "date" got a better offer - the man he likes invited him to dinner. Obviously, I'd lose that round. But I'm not bothered. A nice, swishy dress, good dancing shoes and free booze is all I need to cure my rejection.

I'm currently at my second job - and it's 12:25am. I should be putting up posters, but instead, I'm catching up on my interwebz.

I also owe my two pals beta'd versions of their fics. Which I plan to do - only, I don't have the energy or time. So, I plan to print out the stories and while I'm at the hairdresser getting my mop tamed, I'll do the editing work, transcribe in between getting dressed and email them. Somehow. Soon. I don't know. *headdesk*

And then, it looks like my little (18) sister ran away from home. She literally just packed a bag and walked away. She's not answering her cellphone at all. I'm a little worried. This isn't some movie, goddammit! This is Jo'burg. Its a fucking African urban jungle out there!!!!

Oh, if you've read this far, I have a small request - If you can get your hands on ANY of the articles coming out about MCR and their new album, please scan and email to me. I don't get the mags here in the blackest hole of Africa and I would love to keep track of what's going on.

Thanks for listening. I better go hang those posters now...

This is going to be a post of me fangirling about WoM, SPN, and then bemoaning my home life because Real Life is getting me down.

Right - Waters of Mars - Dr Who Special

Is it just me or did this special really push our time lord into darker territory? I loved that! I love how unapologetic RTD is about his characters choices and the consequences. I have to rewatch it. a lot.

The latest episode of Supernatural had me crying with laughter. I really, really like it when they tip their hats to us fans on the web and the madness we tend to descend to when dealing with SPN.

And now, the boring part - My Family!

I'm really sick of my little sister being a stereotypical teenager. Please turn 30 tomorrow?

My job is boring, so very very boring lately, but because I have been moved to a desk where my computer screen is open to the entire office, writing my fics are impossible, and then there's the whole blocked internet issue! *headdesk*
I'm also so busy at night with my second job, that days literally run into eachother and I have no idea what day it is. Someone, please point me to the nearest beach. I need a vacation.

In the meantime, between posts, I'll keep rocking to Kasabian, Franz Ferdinand and living an alternative life in my head.

Ok, I know I'm really, really late, but here is a little Halloween treat I wrote 'specially for my awesome writing buddy -alles_luege

She wanted Gerard/Jared, and here it is. Unfortunately, the beta'd version thattechnicolorrain  did for me is on my other computer and very far from here, so you'll just have to live with the unbeta'd version. Sorry.

Oh, yeah - NC17. Ok?

So apparently, I'm a workaholic.

I mean, just beacuse I hold down two jobs, write, barely sleep and live on coffee doesn't mean I'm a workaholic...right?

So Saturday was the big move. Finally I'm back in my old house that's safe, and without stupid shebeens/whorehouses across the road. The Halloween party went down like a storm, unfortunately fo rme, though, I faceplanted on my bed by 11pm - I was that tired.

Also, my second job has been offered as a full time job with better pay. I'm waiting for the paperwork to be finalised and then we'll see what happens.

I owe people fics. Which I shall write tonight. I think.

I could totally ruel the world, or at least concentrate on the jobs I get given.

Like now for example. It's 2am, and I'm sitting in a hotel conference room doing a presentation I should have finished 12 hours ago. But I have an excellent reason why I'm not finished. Two actually.

1 - I planned to work on Friday and Saturday, but was Shanghai'd with birthdays and BBQs. Seeing as how I live with my mom since they tried to break into my apartment again on Thursday night, I don't actually have a room to go hide in and work. I announced that I had to work really hard. I got drunk instead. Then on Saturday, I got called into the office where I worked a little more on my presentation between running errands, putting up posters and trying not to pass out from my hangover.

2 - Its a fuck load of work and I only have internet access here at the hotel. And then, my traiterous fingers slide across the touch pad and click onto YouTube... yeah. I'm screwed.

Oh, and the cap on my tooth broke.

Right, I've got one more poster to layout, then I have to hit google images for pics, still get home to sleep for an hour before my Monday begins. I'm thinking of calling in sick...

If anyone's on skype and bored and wanna keep me awake, my skype ID is Tygermine

Ok, here's another piece of me ranting about the usual shit:

no internet - because the IT department suck ass and its still too expensive to get for the house.

Lost the back wheelcap on my car thanks to the freaking roadworks going on everywhere just to accommodate the stupid Fifa World Cup fiasco.

I've had to cut my proposed holiday down to three weeks.

I've had to officially say goodbye to my dream and take on real life - become an adult and such. Maybe if I play it well enough, I can fool people into giving me a better paying job...

Which mean sI won't have to drive through to a fancy hotel at night to put up a gazillion posters.

Instead, I shall abuse their free internet.

Wait, I'm already doing that. The posters are glaring at me from the floor. I might never go home at this rate...

OH YEAH! Quick question - there were some pics of the boys taken in the studio (not the Greg Waters ones, the colour ones) Coudl someone please send me a link to them? I've only seen icons.

Thanks.

Current Music: Kasabian - West Rider Pauper Asylum

So my sister, liliths_revenge  and I have decided that next year, while the rest of the world flocks to South Africa for the Soccer World Cup, we will escape and hit up Europe and the States for a last hoorah holiday and she's getting married next year November. June/July 2010.

Now, because we're total cheapskates not the richest people around, I was wondering if anyone out there has a couch to offer us on our travels?

We will reciprocate by being totally awesome and buying dinner that night.

Many Many Many thanks!!

Current Music: Heroin Mary - Lark

Title: Version two
Author: tygermine
Pairing: Pete/Trace
Rating: R
POV: Third.
Summary: How Pete makes Trace’s band join Decaydance.
Disclaimer: FICTION - look it up.
Warnings: Homosexual relations
Beta: the wonderful alles_luege
Notes: This title might be changed.

( Version two  )

Hi everyone on my flist,

I managed to bribe our IT department to open LJ after work as you all know I have no home internet and extremely limited web at work. So posting, commenting or pretty much anything on LJ is a no go.

BUT! thanks to my pal alles_luege  I am able to keep up to date with what's happening and she's kicking my ass into gear to get my fics finished.

I've entered the bandom_au  challenge with two fics. Wish me luck!!!

I'll post again, soon.

I'm baaaaaaccckkkk.....

Gah! My boss left at 3:30pm. I'm here until 4:30pm. Cue me hopping onto the limited webz to see what's potting and the fangirl in me rejoiced!

New seasons of Supernatural, Bones, and Fringe starting this month!

Dr Who marathons!

New vampire movies that don't involve sparkling vampires coming out!

Ozzy Osbourne Day!

But, until I get all the new episodes downloaded - seeing as how I don't even own a TV - I'll go home, drink wine, and watch some Entourage DVDs I unearthed this morning while looking for my brush - don't ask.

Title: Jealousy Makes You Stupid
Author:tygermine
Pairing: Travis McCoy / Gabe Saporta
Rating: NC-17
POV: Third.
Summary: Travis is having a little jealousy problem.
Disclaimer: FICTION - look it up.
Warnings: Homosexual relations, curse words.
Beta: the wonderful alles_luege
Notes: This is just a little something that wraps up my current Gabe/Travis series. Hope you like.

 

Dear Work,

Please can I move back to my old desk, get a week's paid vacation and a pay raise so that I can get home internet instead of mooching off the line and work and be barred from all the cool sites.

Thank you,

Tygermine



Dear Network Provider,

Please sort out your shitty and expensive service so that I can get twitter on my phone and internet too.

Thank you,

Tygermine


Dear Writing Mojo,

Please come back. I have lots of fics to finish and people are waiting.

Thank you,

Tygermine.



Dear Estate Agents,

Stop being condesentding about the way my apartment is furnished. I like it that way.

Fuck you,

Tygermine



Dear Brain,

Stop being homesick for London. Get on with your job before you lose it and stop making me have insanely intense dreams. I get grouchy without sleep.

Tygermine



Dear Ephedrine,

I miss you. Wish you were legal here.

Tygermine.

Current Mood: grumpy

So I had my birthday this weekend - 25!!!

I told everyone not to bother with gifts as I'm really not materialistic and would rather just have good memories.

So my mates and some family came over and we drank, chatted, played Guitar Hero and drank some more.

And then they brought out the gifts and something became abundently clear: My friends and family definitely know nothing about me.

I got two extra large bottles of rose wine. I can't drink rose as it gives me a headache, hence my affinity to red wine.
My mom got me a gold chain with a cross on it. MOM! You have known me for 25 years. When, in all that time, did I ever say something like "Wow, I really wish I had a gold coloured religious icon to wear around my neck."? In fact, I go through life saying mostly anti religious stuff and I only wear silver as gold looks stupid on me. So I'm gonna keep it and give it to my sisters kids when they decide to have any.

 My squeeze knows my gift issues, so he gave me a voucher to download music.
 
To be perfectly honest, the best gift I received this year, was a story that alles_luege  wrote for me based on a dream I told her about. Best surprise EVER!

My brother in law took me DVD shopping on Sunday, which just made me super crabby cos A) We were in a mall and B) They didn't have any DVDs I wanted. Then my knee started hurting so I went home, drank a bottle of champers and watched reruns of Supernatural.

Today i'm not doing much better. I don't know what this slump is, but I'm hoping a session at the gym might improve it. Then I can go home and have supper consisting of NikNaks. 

Today is going to be a good day. It just HAS to be.

Last night, I went out with my sister, brother in law, his sister and our mutual mate – RC to celebrate RC’s birthday. We went to a swanky bar called Q.ba. The weather was perfect, so we sat outside on the balcony that overlooked the new cookiecutter housing developments. Call me picky, but I would have preferred a seaside view. Anyway. I had enough cash for two pints (Swanky = super fucking expensive). Which was fine, actually cos I wanted to get home and do stuff like clean and make a playlist and sort shit out for my birthday BBQ tomorrow.

Yeah, not with my brother in law around. He got me pretty hammered. Bastard. I somehow got home in one piece, made a garlicky chicken mayo toasted sandwich and promptly passed out.

This morning, I dragged my ass out of bed into a bath I didn’t actually want to take – I’m a shower person – and got ready for work. As I was leaving the flat, my cellphone rang.

Hello?

Eh…(insert my real name)

Yeeeeessssss?

This is Shadrak. I’m a driver for (insert hauliers name)

Oookkkaaaaayyy…..

They haven’t paid me. SO I’m keeping the truck and cargo until they pay me.

And this is my problem because?

They’re not doing anything about it.

Right. Ok. I’ll make a plan.

My cargo is being held hostage. I called the haulier. Let him sort it out. Seriously. It’s Friday, I’m turning 25 tomorrow. I’m not really in a position to care. Just get my cargo delivered.

Tonight I’m having sushi with my long lost mate G. Can’t wait! Hope he brought my bottle of Sailor Jerry for me.

Current Music: Dress Like Your Mother - the Dead Weather

tygermine: What typer of truck are you driving? (meaning is it a tipper, triaxle, link etc)
driver: Volvo.

*headdesk*

That is just the tip of the stupidity iceberg I deal with on a daily basis.

My flat is haunted. I have confirmed this over the past few nights when trying to sleep only to be kept up by noises that sound like someone is in my apartment.

I have requested that this ghost show itself, but it remains hidden. Fuck it! I could do with some help around the place.

My brother in law was at Mayhem this weekend (LAN fest for gamers) and he has picked up a nice few gigs of tv shows and music for me! YAY! Its better than xmas! and my birthday!

I'm trying to get some work done, but my computer is older than my Dad and it keeps freezing. I want to take it outside and burn it.

So who else is excited about Supernatural season 5???? *crickets chirk*

So, that means I better be getting a move on with some new fics...right?