Bed @ MindSay

Well it's actually two twin beds put together but it's fucking awesome! This is the first time in maybe 2-3 years that I've had my own bed again! Now Josh and I can lay beside eachother finally instead across from eachother on the couches and Brody can stay in our room with us.

 

Things seem to be turning up.

 

Now if only I was getting a new car!!

 

-=kink

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I thought with me picking up an AS - I wouldn't have any proper massive gaps. I have one day where I have a late start, one with an early finish and one with a double lunch break. But Friday leaves me with one lesson, RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SODDING DAY. And that lesson is the AS I picked up.

Which currently, at the start of the course, is a bit of a pointless effort.
Film studies is exactly like media studies - therefore, I already know all of the terminology - which is what Sarah is going over currently. On top of that - today we were talking about filming and camera techniques - a lot of which I'd already covered in PHOTOGRAPHY!

There wasn't much point in me going in, but it was pretty funny when Sarah asked the group what the master shot of a sequence she showed us was.
To which I responded: "It was that AERIAL LONG SHOT of the crowd." then I smiled to myself because nobody else knew what that meant exactly. :P

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When I got home, I got myself a drink and I sat down to finish off Banjo-Kazooie.
Seriously, never listen to guides when it comes to boss fights. They over-complicate them. They make them far too technical and far too WORDY.

I went at it without any help from the guide and killed her on my first attempt.
This time I'd gotten used to staying out of the way of the fireballs - so I wasn't plummeting to my death by falling off the side of the tower either.

The ending had a pissy moment in it:

Banjo: "Wow, it's a nice big ice key!"
Kazooie: "I know where I'd like to stick that..."
Banjo: "KAZOOIE!!!"

Then the game had to wind me up by having a promotional insert about the sequel Banjo-Tooie.
It's on Ebay for like £30... Sigh... Do I love it enough to get it... I loved that one... I liked the GBA one... Gahhhh...
And without a box it's £20... Do I honestly want to pay £10 for a BOX?
It's an N64 cartridge, 9 of my 10 games are unboxed.

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Shelly came at half six. She was staying here tonight.
We spent a lot of time playing Guitar Hero and messing about on YouTube and Facebook.

There was a slight moment of hilarity when mam came in with the yellow foot pump to blow up the airbed.
With the noise it was making, Shelly and I were pissing ourselves - mam went "MURR, IT'S NOT FUNNY!" - as she was pissing herself also. :)

We ate Smarties cookies, crisps, Oreos and various other crap while I played Conker's Bad Fur Day.
It's really pissing me off now. The first 3/4 of the game was epic, but now I'm at the final chapter, the shitty warzone based crap with a fucking shotgun as a weapon - it's turned from a hilarious platformer adventure into a shitty military-style 3rd-person shooter. There's proper no need.

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Shelly and I slept in my bed - I gave her pleasure for an hour solid. :)
I was quite pleased with myself, but I wouldn't let her touch me. I didn't feel up to it.
I also couldn't sleep with her ALL night, I kept waking up every hour or so. When she's asleep, she proper SPREADS OUT. That wasn't a problem in the double bed at nana's, but I just couldn't do it in a single bed.

So I went on the airbed instead. I nicked one of the duvets and cuddled up with it all night because it smelt like her. :)

It is almost impossible to say exactly when the production of silk began. Recent Chinese archaeological finds have uncovered carved ivory depictions of silk worms thought to be 6000 to 7000 years old.
According to legend, the Chinese princess Hsi Ling Shi claims the honour of discovering silk. Apparently she dropped a silk cocoon into her cup of tea, and when she removed it, the silk had unravelled into a single strand. It was from this one accident that the production of silk is supposed to have been born.
The Chinese carefully guarded the secrets of silk production (sericulture) for thousands of years. It was a capital offence to attempt to smuggle silk or reveal the secrets of its production outside of China. At one stage, silk was so highly regarded that silk clothes were the privilege of the Emperor alone. Silk had a major impact on Chinese foreign trade, and helped keep the Chinese dynasty afloat through thousands of years. As time wore on and the secrets of silk manufacture were passed from generation to generation, production methods improved and silk became a more widespread commodity in China. It is recorded that the secretes of sericulture had reached Korea by 200 BC and 100 years later silk was being produced in India.
Silk today Throughout the ages silk has been a valued commodity and today is no different. Although the volume has increased, the fundamentals of silk production have stayed largely the same. The natural properties of silk and its hypoallergenic qualities have been well documented and are becoming increasingly popular. Here at ellesilk.com we are proud to uphold the ancient tradition of the silk road, bringing the finest quality silk products we can find to our customers.

The late 1st and early 2nd Century BC saw the opening of the silk road, a route which stretched over 4000 miles through Asia and on to the Middle East. Silk was traded along this route and eventually found its way into Europe as a highly prized commodity, often considered to be more valuable than gold. It is recorded that Roman emperor Heliogabalus was the only Roman of his time to wear a garment made of pure silk. Marco Polo (1254-1324) was possibly the routes most famous traveller. He travelled through Mongolia and into China, finding the source of the silk road. It was after his return to Venice that European silk production began.

There are literally hundreds of silk varieties of silk. A few have been listed on this page to help you identify which ones are good for bedding and which are not.
Charmeuse Silk
Possibly the most common silk, and definitely the best silk for bedding. Charmeuse silk has a shine to it along with a soft, flowing feel. Charmeuse silk is also used in high quality pyjamas and sometimes used in dresses and shirts.
Habutai
Habutai is the Japanese word for “downy and soft”. Habutai silk is used widely in silk bedding and in and for the large part is very good. It is definitely a rung down from Charmeuse silk, but if you can find a momme number of 19 it’s worth considering. warning on Habutai silk is some suppliers sand was the silk to make it even softer. This greatly reduces the durability of the linen. For this reason we do not recommend sand washed silks at all.
Dupioni Silk
Dupioni silk is a great silk that is made from two cocoons that have interwoven. When looking at the finished product the Dupioni silk can change colour and hues in the changing light. Dupioni silk is great for dying and has a slightly raised feel. Dupoini silk is more suited to clothing than bedding.
Wilk Silk
Wild silk is literally silk that has been harvested from the wild. The silk is of lesser quality and the cocoon cannot be unravelled in one continuous filament. This is because wild silk worms eat whatever is available to them and not premium mulberry leaves. Wild silk is often spun into garments, ties and linings. There is an ethical question about harvesting silk from the wild. Although the moth has continued it’s life cycle harvesting silk from the wild is seriously damaging the populations of wild silk worms to the brink of extension.

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This blog has identical triple digits!
Blog #222 - triple 2s. :D

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Today's only really had two notable events.
I've spent today with Shelly - I seem to be spending Tuesdays and Wednesdays with her a lot recently. Ash still has her Saturdays - and I haven't seen Adam for a while now. :(

Event one:

I asked Shelly to attempt the band career with me on GH: Greatest Hits.
I wanted to see if we could improve on the four star scores that Ash and I had gotten before - only to load it up and find that a lot of them had already been improved - by Adam and I one of the last times he was round. I'd totally forgotten this.

There was one song that seemed reasonable though - Psychobilly Freakout.
And after a few attempts - we got the 5 stars, and Shelly cried because I told her that both Adam and Ash hadn't been able to get the 5 stars with me, and she had done. Was funny in its own way.

Event two:

We were both sat on my bed, on the PC, I think we were doing our farms on FarmVille - when the door, which was already slightly ajar, opened a bit further.
Shelly turns to me and says: "Why has a black and white cat just walked past on your landing?"
I was really shocked, and after she described the way the cat had walked - I showed her the photo on my wall under my CD rack of deceased Cleo - and we instantly realised that Shelly had seen Cleo's ghost.

Shelly told me that she often sees ghosts, even of people and animals she'd never met before. This got really creepy - even more so when we looked in mam's room. Cleo had walked across the landing, past my room and into my mam's - at the end of the bed, the sheets were ruffled and rumpled, and there was a cat-shaped indent there, as if a cat had been laid there. So fucking creepy.

So I guess this has sort of solved the mystery of why my bedroom door has been opening by itself a lot recently...