2 posts tagged “pure robbie”

Started singing lessons last night - just for fun.  I do want to learn how to harmonise successfully too.  I was very nervous but had to do some silly things so that relaxed me pretty quickly.  I found out I have a soprano voice (through I was an alto) and my range covers 3 octaves which sounds a lot!  I'm not back for 2 weeks but have humming, lip bubbling and the a vowel scales to practice.  Oh and my breathing.  I'm going to make up a cd of scales so I can play it in the car between meetings.

Work is fecking awful!  Can't even stomach detailing why.  Big project date coming up and everyone is having the last minute crazies.  I'm feeling quite calm but because of what is going on around me I have to keep fighting an urge to stab people.

Lost started back last night but was just all revision crap!  I hate those kinds of shows!  Find them dissappointing.

Got news this morning that we are now adding a girls weekend in Barcelona to the holiday.  More countries to conquer!  Still have probs sorting out accom in London for the week - I'm being a little fussy (and scabby).

I started a new thread on Pure Robbie called 'Dear Mr Williams'.  Just whimsical requests in case he ever logs on.  A bit off fun really.

After my terrible day yesterday I went out at lunch today and bought 8 DVD's and 1 CD.  Too much?  I bought stuff I never even thought I'd ever want!  I'll bet you now that I wont have watched them all by the end of this year (based on all the other unopened dvd's I have at home).

Only feeling moderately delicate now.  Sleeping on something is a good idea.  All the 'supposed' problems from yesterday are over.  Michelle and her hubby decided they'd put their trip off till later this year and I decided that they should do whatever the hell they wanted to because it is not even my birthday!  Aren't my friends beautiful? 

I have plenty of things to keep me busy over in the UK/London and what is boils down to is that I feel I really need to be over there for some reason, like something amazing is going to happen to me while I'm there.  So the trip is back on track and I am still busy apologising to everyone for my melt down over nothing.  Maybe it was the planets misaligning.....

Really enjoying Pure Robbie.  Never thought I'd say this but it has an open-ness that MOZ is missing.  There are no judgements on PR and you never see the phrase 'IMHO' leading up to a thought or any backpeddling because someone got offended by something you wrote.  And there is so much info shared there!  I get the sense on MOZ that there is a lot of info only being shared amongst certain people whereas PR members basically open their cupboard of goodies and go "Have a look in there and see what takes your fancy!"

There's a phrase on PR that I love.  Man-fur.  I am previously of the variety of female that was afraid of hairy men for fear of losing an eye but I have come to love it on a certain individual and suspect I am now willing to tackle it on a real live man!  Last night I was watching a Wham! dvd (definate man-fur happening there!) and heard the song 'Edge of Heaven'.  Then I was thinking about man-fur again and how I love it when a man wears low cut jeans and a t-shirt that is short enough to reveal bits of flesh underneath when he moves (I must be ovulating as everything is turning me on at the moment!) While having these visuals I realised that under said flirty t-shirt the 'snail-trail' on a man leads right to the 'edge of heaven'.  Ahhh.  Now I can talk dirty in public without anyone knowing what the hell I'm going on about!

I hope to be a furrier in my next life.

Speaking of talking dirty in public (which has never been a problem for me) there is a game most of my female friends and I play.  If some very good looking man comes in to your view the aim is to say 'MINE' first.  If he is incredibly unattractive, smelly, old, missing teeth (you get the picture) then the aim is to say 'YOURS' first.  It's not a game where you say to each other "We are going to play the Mine/Yours game now."  Nope, you could be somewhere very inappropriate like a funeral and your friend leans over and whispers "Yours".  Always cracks us up unfortunately.  Our fear is that we'll be sitting there one day and some nice lookings chaps will walk by us and we'll hear them say to each other yours. Harsh!

Back to Wham!.  You forget how good some of their songs were (because you can't stop laughing at the outfits and hair).  The lyrics on some of them were amazing!  On 'Everything She Wants' Georgie sings (acknowledging copyright here folks):

And now you tell me that you're having my baby,
Ill tell you that Im happy if you want me to.
One step further and my back will break.
If my best isnt good enough,
Then how can it be good enough for two?
I can't work any harder than I do.

I think that's fucking amazing lyrics.  The melody that goes with it is also very powerful.

I bid on a great pair of floor tickets for John Mayer last night (on eBay) and some tosser has over-bid on the 10% and ruined the whole thing!  I'll keep my eye out though because I have a feeling I will be seeing Mr Mayer this April!  He's another song writer who has some stunners:

Who do you love? Me or the thought of me?

That line says oddles about some of the 'love' I have experienced.  Yep, you don't need to be famous to not be sure whether someone likes you for the right reasons.

On a sour note, Bush wants to send another 20,000 soldiers to Iraq.  That is almost the size of the town I live in!  What the hell are you thinking?  I'd like to see a report on the achievements over there to date before I could 'support' sending more soldiers from any country in.  Bush is going to implode on himself and I hope he takes John Howard with him.

PS Hi to the PR members who have found me over here on Vox, and by accident!  This world is just so damn small these days.