Dear wonderful writers of Greek,
I am writing to ask, nay, beg of you to ignore the stupid poll on the abc website. Yes, okay, Cappie and Casey were cute. Note my use of the past tense. WERE! Yah, yah, I get drama is fun, heart wrenching stuff is all good....but honestly?!?! I think we can establish with the new, sweet, R-worshipping, whipped Cappie, that he's not the same Kappa Tau anymore.
See...
I get that Rebecca is a cow. I do. I mean, who says 'How awkward for you!' when told she did the dirty with someone else's boyfriend? You have created a monster, you wonderful, evil writers. BUT this monster has a heart. And I quite like the heart, hence this letter. (Well, actually, the only reason why I'm writing this letter is because everyone seems to fricking like C/C and while I do, I have a soft spot for witches. And not just because of Harry Potter.)
Where was I? Oh yes! While my love for Greek can only be compared with my unofficial love for CR (who is looking scrummy) and his strange knees (Nat...hate you for pointing it out) I am mad! CAPPIE AND REBECCA! CAPPIE AND REBECCA! CAPPIE AND REBECCA! Or, Cabecca, as I think I have seen them referred to. Or well, I shall give you another option (being the generous soul I am). He can totally marry me....Huh? Huh? Okay, so it was a long shot, but really, give them a chance!
I will picket and hold a protest if I have to.
Yours sincerely,
Tasha
P.S. If you would be so kind as to pass on a slap to Cappie for me. How could he?!?
Friday, 13 June 2008
Monday, 9 June 2008
The GK diaries - Day one
Okay, so I got my gotu kola tablets, 100 at 250mg at Holland and Barratt for £7.48 inc postage. The first ingredient is bulking agents...um...should I be worried?
Things it may effect: -
Mood: Alright, bit down in the dumps. 4/10
Concentration: Slightly below medicore. 4/10
Alertness: Sluggish. 4.5/10
Tiredness: Sluggish. 5/10
Skin: Pale. Blotchy. The norm. 6/10
Memory: horrendous 3/10
So, what is gotu kola?
According to http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/gotu-kola-000253.htm, it is used in many things. Reasearch has been done on this (I still need to double check with PubMed, but I'm pretty sure it's all kosher). Supposed to help with vaircos veins, wound healing, skin lesions, high blood pressure, anxiety...
The bottle I got recomends 2 tablets (500g) a day, but the website says 1000mg a day. Taking two, because the website also says dosage depends on way prepared. The
manufacturer knows best!
Am going to take for 6 weeks, with a two week break.
Wish me luck!
Things it may effect: -
Mood: Alright, bit down in the dumps. 4/10
Concentration: Slightly below medicore. 4/10
Alertness: Sluggish. 4.5/10
Tiredness: Sluggish. 5/10
Skin: Pale. Blotchy. The norm. 6/10
Memory: horrendous 3/10
So, what is gotu kola?
According to http://www.umm.edu/altmed/articles/gotu-kola-000253.htm, it is used in many things. Reasearch has been done on this (I still need to double check with PubMed, but I'm pretty sure it's all kosher). Supposed to help with vaircos veins, wound healing, skin lesions, high blood pressure, anxiety...
The bottle I got recomends 2 tablets (500g) a day, but the website says 1000mg a day. Taking two, because the website also says dosage depends on way prepared. The
manufacturer knows best!
Am going to take for 6 weeks, with a two week break.
Wish me luck!
Tuesday, 13 May 2008
NATS - procrastinating...
How come all the rich, successful people come from Oxord or Cambridge?
1. Kate Beckinsdale. The hair! The face! The money! Why!??!
2. Smoothie founders Richard Reed, Adam Balon and Jon Wright. Cambridge graduates. Huh?
3. Sasha Baron Choen. No comment.
4. Sophie Kinsella. Now this one makes me super jealous. Super cool. If you've read her books, you know. Super talented, and seems very nice. Not to mention if she's anything like Becky Bloomwood (from her shopaholic series) has super nice clothes. And bags. I'm jealous. Especially about the bag bit.
That's four. Off the top of my head. Now, I'm going to sulk for a bit. An then sulk a bit more.
xoxoxo
1. Kate Beckinsdale. The hair! The face! The money! Why!??!
2. Smoothie founders Richard Reed, Adam Balon and Jon Wright. Cambridge graduates. Huh?
3. Sasha Baron Choen. No comment.
4. Sophie Kinsella. Now this one makes me super jealous. Super cool. If you've read her books, you know. Super talented, and seems very nice. Not to mention if she's anything like Becky Bloomwood (from her shopaholic series) has super nice clothes. And bags. I'm jealous. Especially about the bag bit.
That's four. Off the top of my head. Now, I'm going to sulk for a bit. An then sulk a bit more.
xoxoxo
Wednesday, 16 April 2008
Tash - GROSSNESS ON EVERY LEVEL
Okay, so as if hearing the Brownie Hounds (if you don’t know who they are, look at my last post) practically EVERY night isn’t torture enough, I am forced to hang out with strange people aka the roadies (who, by the way aided Eric in my kidnapping) and yes this does include Eric. Okay, granted, they are cool…ish. And not stuck up. Just they’re really, really….guyish? I dunno how to describe it.
Oh wait, yes I do…gross.
It’s like no one here has manners. No, it’s not nice to fart and then lock people up in a stupid little coach with no functioning windows. No, it’s not nice to use up all the toilet paper, and leave people stranded when they have just done a number two. No, it’s not nice to flash your hairy arse to practically the only girl on the tour crew. And no, I do not want to know what you got up to last night with Vicky. Or Allison, or May or even Susie.
Boys.
And you wonder why none of them have girlfriends. It’s a no brainer. Really.
So, Auds, Nat, I said that I’d give you the goss on the groupies. Think of loads of eyeliner, double it, inches of caked on foundation and straightened to death hair. Now, don’t get me wrong, some of these girls are pretty and some are pretty desperate. And well, they’re only guys. I mean, people throwing themselves at you is most definitely hard to refuse.
Even Eric *shudder* gets his share. Even thinking that makes me feel queasy.
So from Cardiff…with nausea, lots of love,
Tashie
Oh wait, yes I do…gross.
It’s like no one here has manners. No, it’s not nice to fart and then lock people up in a stupid little coach with no functioning windows. No, it’s not nice to use up all the toilet paper, and leave people stranded when they have just done a number two. No, it’s not nice to flash your hairy arse to practically the only girl on the tour crew. And no, I do not want to know what you got up to last night with Vicky. Or Allison, or May or even Susie.
Boys.
And you wonder why none of them have girlfriends. It’s a no brainer. Really.
So, Auds, Nat, I said that I’d give you the goss on the groupies. Think of loads of eyeliner, double it, inches of caked on foundation and straightened to death hair. Now, don’t get me wrong, some of these girls are pretty and some are pretty desperate. And well, they’re only guys. I mean, people throwing themselves at you is most definitely hard to refuse.
Even Eric *shudder* gets his share. Even thinking that makes me feel queasy.
So from Cardiff…with nausea, lots of love,
Tashie
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Sunday, 13 April 2008
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