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Indeed there is not, and I am going back there for a wee few days! Huzzah! I get to experience the joy of taking a nine hour overnight bus trip to get there, and another to get back. But you know what, I'm going to make the most of the fact that it costs me less than $50 for a return trip to London, as opposed to several thousand. I'm going on sunday night and coming back friday morning, so I only miss out on four days of work. Why am I going? Really I just want to go mental shopping in Camden Town and eating Krispy Kreme doughnuts, which you rather unfortunately cannot get in Scotland.

I was thinking I couldn't really afford to go, but when I think about it, it used to cost me around $200 to get to and from Christchurch! And hell, which place is better, Christchurch or London? Bahaha! I've also timed my trip around all the fun parades and things that are going to happen here in Edinburgh, cause I don't want to miss out! The Fringe Festival begins soon, which is supposed to be I believe the biggest street festival in the world. That's gonna be nuts! Tomorrow I'm going to try and get a ticket for Jimmy Carr! Oh yeah and on saturday the local roller derby girls are having a party, so if I'm not going to join them, atleast I can be friends with them.

Well today I only worked for two hours because I wanted to take a longer break and get a few things done. I hadn't been to the Palace of Holyroodhouse yet, so I wandered down there. The Queen was in so I thought I might pop down and see if she'd invite me in for a cuppa. For some reason she seemed reluctant to come out, but never mind. It was very hot and sunny today and somehow that gave me a migraine. So I went back home and fell asleep, waking up to find myself already very late for work. Before that I'd been having a good day; I'd gone into this really lovely fudge shop for a gander, where I had a nice chat with the chap at the counter, who gave me a good discount on a piece of their wonderful fudge. So yeah not much else to report really. It's time for a cup of tea and bed, so goodnight all :)

Today I had to go to the police to report and describe my stalker, who appeared today for the fourth time. He's been outside my house, outside my work twice, and where I catch the bus home. Freak.



I'd write more but my internet's stopped working and I'm balancing my laptop on one hand while holding it half out the window (three storeys up) so I can pinch the neighbour's internet. On a lighter note, my rings I bought off the net arrived today! Yay they're pretty and awesome!

Don't you think that it would be heaps of fun to hand out flyers and preach Satanism on the street? Taking special care of course to ensure that there are some Evangelists or Mormons nearby doing the same thing.

"Excuse me Sir, have you brought Satan into your life yet? I think if you do, your life may seem to take a turn for the worse, but in the end for the better; allow me to explain. You don't want to go to Heaven, that's for boring well-behaved people who like things like church fairs and talking to God. Hell is where all the fun's at. Consider a life of lawlessness, evil, debauchery and sin. Now doesn't that sound better than righteousness, virtue, fidelity, and living in constant fear? Sell your soul to the Devil today!"



Anyway, that creepy guy who asked me out for a tea or coffee returned today... in a completely different part of town. Beginning to get a little concerned that I've acquired a stalker. I was waiting for the bus and he was like, "I wish I could come home with you", "Where will you be tonight?", "I'll see you again tomorrow", "What bus do you catch?" 0__o; Bleurgh!

On a lighter note, there's a music thing on tonight that I might actually get off my ass and go to. It's only £2 entry, so why not. I'm becoming so lazy though, the thought of staying in all night eating crisps and playing on the net is equally as tempting as going to a big fun party.

Here's a few photos to show off my new hair and strange makeup! Feel free to shut your eyes now if you don't want them burned out!

Firstly here's me and Chris Garver of Miami Ink, not the best photo but nyeh well!...







Here's a very poserish photo of me trying to look 'hawt' and failing...







And here's me before work with some lovely bloody stitches...







That is all!

Woo what a crazy night! It started out with a dirty old man asking me out for coffee at the bus stop, freaking me out and not leaving me alone. He was like, "I like the way you look", "I've watched you at work", "I'll probably see you again tomorrow" eurgh. Then on the bus, who sits behind me but some fucking mormon called Elder Someone. He kept preaching at me and I actually asked him, "Do I come across as evil or something?" and he actually replied with, "Well, yeah". He kept going on about how satisfying my life could be if I turned to Jesus, so I told him that I'm perfectly happy being a little heathen and to please leave me alone.

Anyway, the Miami Ink party was great fun. It was all classy and posh and in a fancy bar, with a rope, a big scary man and a sign reading 'private function' that we got to go past. Erin got too drunk and went home after a while which was a pity, so I was left alone, but I successfully mingled. I got to meet and talk to all the famous people there, Erin was a bit star struck she said, but I hadn't really seen the show so yeah, lol. I even got a wee kiss on the lips from Chris Garver, yay me. I met heaps of cool people, scored one free drink and had a mighty good time. I only have one or two photos, and they will come soon. Apparently they're going to do one of our ghost tours on monday, lol.

In other less exciting news, I got an enormous parcel from my mother today, it took only two days to arrive! It cost her heaps to send, but she put in quite a few things that I'll probably never use. However she did include the kilo of marmite that I originally asked for, aswell as a kilo of nice manuka honey, and four tins of pumpkin soup! Haha!

Well it's much past my bedtime, so that's all for now my dears, night :)

OK I've been here what, three weeks now? And today was the first day I heard the one o'clock gun go off from the castle. Hah! Not sure how I managed to miss it every other day, it's pretty loud.



Watch on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEvTdhJZ2QM

Guess who might be partying with these guys tomorrow? Oh yeah ;)

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Oceanne
01:35 Jul 18 2008

hehe yeh

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The Cruella comments have ceased, but now the public has moved onto something worse. Today for about the thousandth time, a bloke shouted at me, "Hey it's Amy Winehouse!".

So I just spun around and was like, "I don't look like fucking Amy Winehouse! I'm sick of hearing it!". He didn't mind the fact that I was annoyed at him and stopped me for a brief chat, but I pointed out to him that I recieve the same comment almost every day. I do not look like her, not one bit, people think her hair is like mine but it's not even close. I'm also not skinny, olive skinned, or full of drugs. Argh. Can you see any similarity? 'Cause I can't!

I was bored this evening so I got ordained.



"Congratulations! You are now a legally ordained minister for life, though you may relinquish your credentials at any time. AS OF Tuesday the 15th of July 2008 YOU HAVE BECOME A MEMBER OF THE PRESTIGIOUS CLERGY. You have earned a title worthy of admiration and respect."



Yay me :p



Oh yes, and phear my black hair. It looks like a squid inked all over my head. Sorry this picture does rather suck but I shall provide more later when I can be bovvered :)

Retail therapy feels good! Not that I was recovering from anything, but I spent around £100 today. I so couldn't afford to do that but I really needed more clothes. I still need a new top cause all my old ones I took traveling are munted and not pretty no more. I also bought a Jack Skellington movable figurine with twelve interchangable heads! Right now he's got a big evil grin >:D I bought a lolita skirt, a petticoat, a choker, lace gloves, fake hair, a ring, a frilly umbrella, phewww it was fun. There was a shirt I quite liked but somehow I walked away from it.



I'm thinking I'm going to dye my hair black. All black, but maybe I'll leave a white stripe as a tribute to the difficulty I had making it white to begin with. The white colour fades terribly after about a week and goes to normal blonde. When the ginger starts growing back, it looks messy and horrible. It's too hard having two coloured hair, I've always given myself hairstyles that are so difficult to maintain. Black is simple, easy, it matches everything, and I won't be damaging my hair so much with bleach. I can also add coloured bits of fake hair that might actually look good for once. I doubt that anyone will reply here and give me their opinion in time, cause I'm thinking of doing it within the next few hours.



Oh, I would also like to point out to the world that no, I am not Australian and NO I DO NOT LOOK LIKE AMY WINEHOUSE. Thank-you.



UPDATE: I did dye it, I just love the way I do things without really thinking about them first, lol. Fortunately I like it, it looks way tidier, but I did keep one stripe of white (which is silvery-grey on the tip but that doesn't matter much) as a tribute. I may keep it there I may not, depend on if I can be bothered. One stripe will be much easier to maintain than half a head.



FROM JULY 14th.

Today a devoutly religious woman invited me to join in prayer sessions to pray for my needs. I thanked her and bid her good day. Yesterday a man gave me a slip of paper with a passage from the bible on it telling me that I'm not going to heaven. Does something about me scream Satanist or what?

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HAWK2K
23:53 Jul 09 2008

You?



satanist?



No....



However, your situation reminds me of a devoutly religious woman I once knew.... She always criticized every person she walked by, because they did not live up to HER christian ideals....



Everyone in town called her "Crazy Mary"..... and generally ignored her.....

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Remember I said I saw someone who had more piercings than anyone I had ever seen? Well it turns out that's because she has more than anyone in the world! Something like 5950 I think, and I get to see her every day! She's so friendly too and I had a couple of wee chats with her, yesterday she was like, "see you tomorrow darling!" aw sweet :p This is her picture...









Oh yeah, I'm feeling annoyed this morning cause one of my flatmates used the rest of my milk so I had to miss out on my porridge >_____

I'M GOING TO THE BIZARRE BALL, OMFG!

http://www.bizarremag.com/

Everyday, concentrated especially in the last few hours, people everywhere have thought that they're being very clever and funny by calling me Cruella or making some stupid 101 Dalmations comment. Bet they wouldn't be so proud of their ingenious if I told them that I'd already heard the same thing three times just that morning. Maybe I should take up smoking from a long cigarette holder just to complete the look. What's funny is back home I have a dressing gown which is patterned in dalmation spots. Well this is where I'd point out that people are still just as stupid as ever, but my own mum made the same comment so I probably shouldn't :p Maybe I'll just change my name.

Today to work I brought with me a big plastic bloody meat cleaver and put a bloody slice around my neck. Fantastic. Made for a few interesting photos! I'm going to try and get a white apron or something to splatter with blood so it looks like I've been butchering people or something. Fun fun! Despite this I got asked out for a drink *blush*. I went home early because it started pouring with rain, and it got very cold and wet outside. I go back later if the rain stops. Still, best job ever *splode*.

LOL another hard day at the office HAHA. This is probably the coolest job I've ever had. Of course I was nervous to start with when tourists kept asking me questions that I didn't know the answers to, but it was better by the end of the day. It reminded me in a way of working in Port Chalmers because I was treated as something of a walking information booth, and since I've been in Edinburgh little over a week, I don't exactly know much.

However, I spent seven hours standing around today in which time I got photographed more than 15 times and handed out about a zillion flyers. I also get a break long enough to come home, have tea, muck around a bit then head back. I also met a couple of girls who asked me if I wanted some friends, and of course I do, I don't know anyone here! So yes I suppose I now have a couple of friends, lol.

I put a bit of what was apparently very convincing fake blood on my bottom lip, because several people said to me, "Do you know you're bleeding?" haha. I suppose it does look very real, it's probably the best fake blood I've ever used. Doesn't dribble, doesn't dry, and stays bright red and fresh looking.

This plus two plastic spiders and fake eyelashes were the only additions to what I would usually wear in a day, and yet more than 15 photographs, that's a new record! It's amazing what a few well placed cheap novelty items will do. Tomorrow I'm thinking of getting a plastic meat cleaver, or putting an eyepatch on with blood dribbling from it. Without a doubt the best work uniform of all time.

Oh, I just remembered a promise I made to myself; I promised myself a bottle of gin to celebrate getting a job. Sad thing is I have no one to drink it with, but hopefully that will soon change and I will find some friends. Maybe I'll go out somewhere tomorrow night, eh dunno. Anyway, I'm going across the road for a bottle of sparkling water (still with blood on my face but out of my fancy clothes so I'm gonna look rather weird, haha) so on that note, byeee.

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crowgirl
23:32 Jul 06 2008

Ok. I want your job! It sounds amazing, you're lucky to find something you love doing.



I doubt they have any jobs like that in the midlands, though *sulks* ;)

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I HAVE A JOB! And a new coat, half a pint of fake blood, and some actual white foundation, haha! But anyway, I have found the perfect job for me. I get paid to stand on the Royal Mile dressed up as ghoulishly as I want, with as much fake blood, makeup and costume as I like. And I get to act scary and all I have to do is promote Ghost Tours, which claim to be the scariest in the world. I got to take a day tour today for free, and that I must admit was extremely creepy. There's a night time 18+ 'Terror Tour' tonight which I'm allowed to go to for free aswell, it comes with all sorts of warnings and says it's 'not for the faint hearted' and honestly I can get spooked fairly easily because I'm such a firm believer in the supernatural. So I may or may not go it depends how scared I feel like being later tonight. So to do this marvellous job I'll get paid £6 an hour, which is NZ$15.70 HAH. I like my life, but I sill have other boring but serious and important matters to see to like a national insurance number and a bank account. But yes, finally I can relax a bit because I know I'll have some money coming in. Bring on the internet shopping! :D



EDIT: Last night I did go on the late night terror tour, and it was both frightening and fascinating, but there were plenty of laughs too. I'm glad I get to endorse such an awesome thing! The place they take you is one of the most haunted places in Britain, and you can definitely believe that as soon as you walk in.

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Maledicta
06:22 Jul 18 2008

Is that Auld Reekies tour in Edinburgh? I always wanted to go there...

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Hmm, Roller Derby. It looks like alot of fun, something I'd be really into, a way to keep fit and a great way to make some friends, but do I really want a broken nose? Ice skating for ten years made me used to knocks and bruises but this I'm betting would be alot more painful because people are *trying* to give you knocks and bruises. You have to wear a helmet and a mouthguard etc. I haven't done roller-skating since I was about five, I did it before I started ice-skating. So hmm, to roller derby or not!?

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ThothLestat
22:37 Jul 02 2008

i thought the blood was fake, like in wrestling.

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I have finally achieved properly white hair. YAY happy. I've also just discovered an easy way to get makeup right up close to my eyeballs, but on the top eyelid, ooooer :D

I'm trying to get my hands on a miniature tricorne hat. I've found some on the net but cripes they are not cheap! But being the big hat lover that I am maybe I will spend a little more on a really special and different hat that I really love. I've left my whole hat/head decorations collection at home so now I mission to buy more, and because it's the UK there's much more choice. I have alot of internet shopping to do, oh yes I do! I need new clothes, and when I say need I mean it, because I mostly brought my crappiest/boringest clothes with me and while traveling alot of them got ripped and damaged, including the cardi I wore nearly every day *sob*.