I've just recieved a text message from stir_of_echoes. She apologised for being unreachable but she has been in hospital for the past five weeks and didn't feeling up to talking about it.

She still hasn't gone into detail but I have her permission to let everyone know that she should hopefully be back soon. She has no internet access atm but any well wishes you want to send I can pass on for you.

So not brilliant news because, Hell! hospital, but at least she's surfaced.

Yay!

Has anyone heard from stir_of_echoes lately?

It doesn't look as though she's been on lj for a while, and given that she's normally a fairly regular poster I thought it might be a cause for concern. I've tried ringing her and mailing but no luck. Hopefully I'm a dork and I've missed the fact that she's on holiday or something.

It's been a while since I posted and this post isn't a happy one.

According to Jim Beaver's MySpace page, Kim Manners passed away last night from lung cancer.

I had no idea he was sick.

My thoughts go out to his friends and family including the cast and crew of Supernatural.

What a sad loss.

I have an interview on 2nd October at 4pm. The position is for a full time Administration Officer, and it's at the Department for Work and Pensions. No formal qualifications are necessary as full training is given. I have to take an aptitude test, which involves beta reading a text passage and then some simple maths (for which they let you use a calculator) in order to get through to the last assessment.The money is good and it's flexible working, which is a bonus.

I figured out the problem with BitComet, now I just have to replace my mouse for it is leading me on a merry dance in a direction I don't usually wish to go. *eyes hammer longingly*

The dl for Bones is taking an age, but at least now I can get dls.

Me and Kate have increased our walking speed so that we're now doing almost double in the same amount of time. I still have a ways to go but my body shape is definitely changing and I feel great. Not that my immune system has made me completely ... immune to stuff. In fact right now instead of a full blown cold, I simply have a cold sore smack bang in the centre of my top lip that is easily as big as the gay population.

If only it were even remotely that attractive.

I have knitting to finish this afternoon, two Reiki treatments to give, children to hug and hassle about homework and untidy rooms, and another date with Bruce Willis. What are you lot up to?

ETA: For some reason my posts haven't been showing up until I changed the status to public. And here I was thinking that absolutely no one on my reading list liked me any more.

I've had a very busy weekend. Kate came round for dinner Friday, Paula had a house party on Saturday, and today I went to watch Mark Zorbing. Now I feel like I need a weekend as I can't believe it's almost over already, but this time preferably with the kids because I've missed the hell out of them.

I can't recall if I mentioned that I've progressed to power walking with weights; it's a joy to behold the jaw drops from the kids on their way to school although the blank stares and the sniggers from the skivvers is something I could cope with better later in the day. I'm wondering how long the weather will hold out this year. I don't mind walking in the cold but I refuse to trek once the ground prevents me from being sure footed. The thing is I'm really loving it so I have my fingers crossed for no frost, ice or snow at any point.

I'm excited at the prospect of feeling and looking better by the time Asylum comes around next May. The pic I have of me and Jensen is on the wall near my computer desk with me covered up entirely. I know it's vain but it's a really unflattering picture of me. Jensen, of course, looks like sex on legs.

I caught the pilot of Pushing Daisies the other night simply because Anna Freal is in it. I found it quirky in a way that might become irksome after time.

It occurred to me today that it would be really easy for me to quit drinking. I've cut down any way and save Syns so I can partake on the weekends. I think the only thing I would miss is wine, which I haven't been drinking anyway as it has a high Syn value. *ponders* I'm aware that there are a few of you who might faint from shock or even wonder if this is really Buddy posting. Maybe I won't be too drastic and simply save myself for special occasions.

Now I have a date with Bruce Willis.

How cool is this.

I freaking love Paddington Bear!

Is anyone else disturbed by the recent Argos ads being voiced over by Doctor Who? Maybe they thought it would be a good cash in for Tennant to ditch the Scots. Anyhow it hurts my brain.

The job for Gordon Davies was down to me and one other. Then Head Office ran an ad for the position so the branch are obliged to interview new applicants. It's a good thing I'm laid back about it.

Owen bought The Bourne Ultimatum round last night. I loved it! It included one of the most intense sequences that I've ever witnessed in a film and I was actually holding my breath for most of it. Actually the trilogy is really quite remarkable in the fact that all three are consistent and lack any of the usual sequel nitpicks.

Jared Padalecki has signed up for Asylum :) Thanks to stir_of_echoes who got my ticket before they were all snapped up, I get to meet him *beams*. I know, I know there were problems with the organisation this year but I'll put up with that for a weekend with Jules. Padalecki is just a happy bonus.

I've got an audio copy of Atonement by Ian Mcewan. It's so nice to be read to *happy sigh*

I can feel a rewatching of Life on Mars coming on.The pic I have of Sam next to my computer seems to be glaring at me until I do. Honestly, my brain and it's flight of fancy.

I haven't walked yet today, I simply could not get out of bed. I have Per off school so I'll have to fit it in later along with the forms I have to fill in, the text book I have to read, and the knitting that is killing my eyes because my sister wants a black scarf for her birthday.

Not even thinking that haitus is nearly over. I can't it gives me the wiggins.