I saw Leonard Cohen for the third time last night. He was very good and we did indeed get very wet. It wasn't the torrential downpour that had been predicted but there was a lot of rain. Especially in the second half.

I don't mind rain too much but it was a bit depressing to think of how amazing it would have been if we were still in the heatwave and the sun was shining.

Having said that, the wind did make the curtains on stage ripple in a lovely way.

Dammit Torchwood. Did you not get the message about TV shows not depressing me? You suck me in with a couple of excellent episodes and then go and rip my heart out.

Go sit over there with Prison Break. I'm not talking to either of you any more.

Another FRIDAY is upon us and that means another CAPSLOCK entry. I've been very BAD at updating recently though, so it looks like the CAPSLOCK entries are taking over.

To be honest there is NOT MUCH to say. I am still LE TIRED. I am so very LE TIRED. Work is LE TIRING. And once again I am working TOMORROW, which is SATURDAY. I think I will be doing my job as a ZOMBIE.

On a BETTER note, I am going to see LEONARD COHEN again tomorrow. It's an OPEN AIR concert and all weather reports are indicating that I am going to get VERY WET.

Also, I am becoming addicted to SPORCLE.

THAT IS ALL.

CAPSLOCK DAY IS HERE AGAIN. JOY, JOY THROUGHOUT THE LAND!

Firstly, I feel I should confirm that I am still ALIVE. This is AMAZING. The COLLAPSING and DYING is still a possibility though for the week is not yet OVER.

YES, that's right, I am WORKING TOMORROW. I have to be at work at 8:30 in the MORNING on SATURDAY. To do DELIVERY. I hope it's all done before MIDDAY because I want to GO HOME and have an AFTERNOON.

Still, even though I have to be up EARLY tomorrow, that doesn't mean I can't DRINK now. This week I have PIMMS. It is very NICE, It has STRAWBERRIES and RASPBERRIES and GRAPES in it. I like FRUIT.

Hopefully I will SURVIVE and get to ENJOY Sunday. A WHOLE day off will be LOVELY. And the chance to REST will be very much APPRECIATED. Once again my LEGS hurt, but my ELBOWS also hurt. My left ELBOW is PARTICULARLY PAINFUL, which is quite WORRYING.

In an UNRELATED note, Andy MURRAY is out of WIMBLEDON. Maybe now everyone will SHUT UP about it.

The heatwave should end soon. I've bought a fan.

I'm going to die. I really think I'm going to collapse and die before this week is over.

It's too hot for my job. I've been trying to write a witty entry about my day but the heat has melted my brain, so I'm just going to give you the basic facts and you can work it out yourself:

* We're in a heatwave
* We had lots of customers today
* Every time someone buys something a picker has to go get it
* All our paddling pools, super-soakers and large fans are kept in the upper stock room
* Getting to the upper stock room involves walking all the way through the lower stock room and up the stairs
* There is no air conditioning in the upper stock room and it feels like an oven
* A lot of the time I was the only person picking

On the bright side, I'm probably going to be very fit. If I'm not dead first.

HELLO PEOPLE.

It is FRIDAY and thus CAPSLOCK DAY. Yes, I have decided to make this a WEEKLY TRADITION. Because it is FUN.

I'm sure everyone has heard by now that Michael Jackson BROKE the INTERNET. I used more OLD FASHIONED methods and found out via TELETEXT. (And CEEFAX, but no one calls it CEEFAX do they?)

Today was HOT. It was an UNPLEASANT and OPPRESSIVE type of hot and I felt very UNCOMFORTABLE at work. Apparently next week is going to be WORSE. This is NOT GOOD.

I do not have RUM AND COKE this Friday. Instead I have GIN AND LEMONADE. This is due in no small part to the WEATHER. I also have a HEADACHE. This too I blame on the WEATHER and not at all on the GIN.

Ow. Ow, ow, ow, fucking ow.

Ow.

And did I mention ow?

My brother is a graduate. He has letters after his name. (He gets to be Bachelor of Science, which sounds so much more impressive than Bachelor of Arts. I'm jealous.)

Yes, Robert and Kat graduated today, which means I got to sit in a cathedral listening to names being read out and then sit in the sunshine drinking Pimms and eating strawberries. Much more fun than going to work.

It made me want to graduate again, though. Just a shame about the years of work that have to precede such an event. (Actually I do often wish I could re-do my graduation. There is so much about mine that I hate - I was quite a bit fatter then, my clothes look stupid and I was wearing awful, awful shoes. I especially hate my official graduation photo, which is of course the one my grandparents have up in their house.)

I was quite jealous about their gowns too. They had hoods. Actual hoods. Behold:

( My Brother the Druid )

I took quite a few pictures using the camera John lent me and then I used Robert's camera to take some and, oh my god, I love his camera. I love it so much. I was leaning towards buying a high end digital camera rather than a DSLR but now I think I've changed my mind. I'd been put off by the size and the fact that they don't take movies (at least not the ones in my price range) but the picture quality is amazing and it's so fast. Now I'm going to have to do even more research into all this.

Of course it was helped by the fact that it was a lovely day. Perfect graduation weather really.

We just played a game of Battlestar Galactica and for once I wasn't a cylon! Yay for me!

The humans still lost though. They always lose. We suck so much.

Hello friends, acquaintances and people who are lost on the way to someone else's journal. This is going to be a very nonsensical entry filled with pointless complaining and CAPSLOCK OF RAGE and also CAPSLOCK OF RANDOM EMPHASIS and quite possibly CAPSLOCK OF MAKING SENTENCES SOUND BETTER BY HAVING THREE EXAMPLES INSTEAD OF TWO.

First I must share with you all the fact that I am LE TIRED. This is because I began work at 9 today and, other than my hour's lunch (MMM SUBWAY GOODNESS) I didn't stop until 5:30. "But crystalcazzie" I hear you say, "Most people work from 9 till 5:30." And this is true, but unlike a lot of those people, my job involves walking almost constantly and carrying stuff. Often heavy stuff. Thanks to my job I now consider anything under 20kg to be LIGHT.

So my LEGS HURT. And my FEET HURT. And I have loads of bruises because I am apparently as clumsy as Bella Swan and keep walking into things. Heavy things. Sometimes metal things. I also have a plaster on my finger cos last night I managed to grate a chunk of it off. There was BLOOD. On the one hand this shows that the 99p Argos grater I bought for 89p is very SHARP and that is GOOD. On the other hand it shows that I should not cook for myself because I can't be trusted around sharp implements and, again, that I am like BELLA FUCKING SWAN. This is NOT A GOOD THING.

Also, I'm NOT DRUNK. I'm NOT EVEN DRINKING. This must be rectified immediately because it is FRIDAY and I'm on the verge of KILLING SOMEONE.

...

You can probably guess that that is supposed to represent me getting a drink. I now have RUM AND COKE. Actually I have RUM AND PEPSI but that doesn't sound as sophisticated. This means I have been PLACATED and my icon is no longer representative of my general mood, but I shall keep it anyway because Xena is AWESOME.

There was less CAPSLOCK OF RAGE in this entry than I had originally planned, because I am paranoid over the TINY TINY TINY CHANCE that someone from work will find this journal. It's more FUN without the RAGE anyway.

Prison Break: The Final Break
Part 2: Free

( It's The Final Breakout! )

Here is it. The final Prison Break. Called, appropriately enough, The Final Break. It's split into two episodes but is really one feature length special. It's split into two recaps cos Livejournal won't let me have a big long one.

Prison Break: The Final Break
Part 1: The Old Ball and Chain

( May I Present To You, Mr and Dr Scofield )

I went to the doctor about my ears today. My doctor is... not the most caring person in the world. I told him my ears were painful and he shoves an otoscope in them and jams it around none too gently. I think it made my hearing worse too, probably cos it pushed everything further in.

He prescribed me ear drops, which I haven't put in yet but need to soon. I am wondering if I'm going to be able to hear anything at work later today. Should be interesting.

So I'm pretty sure I've got an ear infection. I base this conclusion on the swelling and pain and not being able to hear properly. And I've got to say, it's really weird working in a customer service based job when you can't hear very well. It's not even the problem of hearing other people so much as it is hearing myself. Everything is muffled and it doesn't feel real when I'm talking. Very annoying.

I have The Sims 3. You might not hear from me for a while...

* Robert and Kat are on their way to the Dominican Republic. I am so very jealous.

* Either Amazon or my bank are being shitty and won't let me buy stuff.

* My favourite TV shows are depressing me. Can my next obsession please end with a happy ending for my beloved characters?

*It's a lovely day and instead of enjoying it I'm being whiny and sad.

It's the finale! And my longest recap so far!

Episode 4.22 Killing Your Number

( I Want A Happy Ending Dammit! )

I was getting bored of my Prison Break icons, so I have a new Happy Dr Sara icon for the occasion.

Episode 4.21 Rate of Exchange

( Decisions, Decisions )

Episode 4.20 Cowboys and Indians

( Everyone's Losing It )