For four-fifths of our history, our planet was populated by pond scum (:

couldn’t even be bothered updating about the bus pass situation, its been far too stressful

thursday i was just so exhausted i came in, got my pyjamas on and curled up in a ball under a blanket on the sofa, despite the fact i was starving. i just didn’t care anymore. but i did get gf fish finger butties out of it so it’s all good on that front (Y)

anyway, arriva say my pass is on its way, but when you use the royal mail track and trace system, or one of them..because for some reason there’s two…on one it says it’s on its way, and on the other the number isn’t recognised as per last week. so mum phoned the track and trace ‘hotline’ whilst i was at my seminar, and they said to give it until saturday, and then get back in touch with arriva ¬_¬ because theyyy have to report it lost, otherwise i won’t get my money back, this is just a complete, unbelievable, farce and a half

click please chaps and chappettes, i want my dragon to hatchhh

well it’s safe to say i’m pretty stressed out today, but it’s fine, everything will be fine in the end…

in the mean time though i’m going to stew about it, stuff myself with bolognaise, make burgers for tomorrow’s tea so i can just whack them in the oven when i get in, make a cake, have a bath, snuggle up and then stew about it some more, then maybe tomorrow i’ll buy myself a nice jumper to make myself feel better, knitwear and cake makes everything better (Y)

side note, everything that is lost in the mail, was dispatched on the 27th September, even dad’s stuff, wtf is happening

so, to update..

went to the postal depot, with my tracking number, and they said they had no record of it, at all. the only thing they could think of was that arriva had registered to send it, but then not actually sent anything…which is monumentally helpful ¬_¬

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guess what arrived this morning


fml ¬_¬

phoned arriva, who said they posted my bus pass on tuesday 27th and that it should really be here by now, but they gave us a royal mail tracking number and said to phone the sorting office. SO, we typed the tracking number into the royal mail website tracking function and it said that no information was available yet, because it may take a few days after they receive it…IT’S BEEN OVER A WEEK! ¬_¬ so mum’s gone to the sorting office down the road to have a rant and see about getting compensation for travel costs for the past week ¬_¬

i want my post >_<

desperate times call for desperate measures

just sent a letter first class to ourselves, if this doesn’t arrive tomorrow morning, posties be warned ¬_¬

finished knitting my cowl today, and by ‘my cowl’ i actually mean the cowl i was knitting for my potential mother-in-laws birthday (Y) 

I am going to have to knit one for myself though, i think i could work the amanda grayson/winona ryder look


sometimes my own geekiness astounds even me..

photo is a bit squished but meh whatever :P

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on a side note, where the fuck is my fucking post royal mail ¬_¬ y u no deliver to my house no moar? i want compensation for the money it’s costing me to get into liverpool everyday, the money has gonnneee from my account, so every time i come home i think my bus pass will be there, waiting for me, like an old friend, but no ¬_¬

p.s. i ordered that make-up weeks before the wedding for a reason, and it didn’t arrive and i hate you all ¬_¬ again, money gone from account and it says it’s been dispatched

same applies to my tesco club card

same applies to dad’s lovefilm subscription, so i know it’s not just me you hate, but just my house in general, and i know you’re not on strike because i sit and watch the posties every day like some kind of hitchcock psychopath ¬_¬

this has been a post about knitting, star trek and the royal mail (Y)