Hi Diddly Dee, an Actor's Life for Me
"Those who agree with us may not be right, but we admire their astuteness."
Cullen Hightower
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the wanderer returns
Well, I'm back! I'm unemployed and currently have a great big hole in my sitting room floor - so all is quite normal in Katja-world again... Hope everyone had a great Christmas and that 2005 is good so far. I'm getting to grips with actually having some time at home for the first time in a month or so and it's rather nice, I have to say! Now if I could just work out a way of earning some money without having to leave the house that would be just perfect ;o) |
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4.1.05 14:30 |
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Note to self...
...take more care over cleaning out the fridge/fruitbowl before leaving the house for 2 weeks. All I will now say is eeeeeeuuwwwww! |
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4.1.05 15:22 |
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Reasons to be cheerful
1 - I've just pre-ordered Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince from Amazon 2 - My brand-new shiny computer arrives on Thursday 3 - I have lots of cheese in the fridge |
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4.1.05 16:24 |
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Ho ho ho
Maisy's conversation about hair colour sparked off a funny memory, which I thought I'd share with you lovely people, just to prove that, despite available evidence to the contrary, I was not always the fantastically well-groomed sex-goddess that you see before you today (ahem). When I was about 14 I was really quite blonde and so, in a rebellious 14-year-old girl kind of a way, I decided that I would dye my hair red (well, everyone does it at some point or another!) So in a slightly woussy fashion I bought a wash in wash out home kit and proceeded to apply it to my lovely blonde hair, reasoning that if it all went horribly wrong it would be gone in a week. The colour looked quite cool at first. OK, it was a bit more orange than red, but it was kind of Cathy Dennis-ish and it certainly wasn't blonde. I also had a stronger streak of colour at the front where my hair was very sun-bleached, so I had a funky kind of two-tone effect going on - way ahead of my time, I was! However, as the week went on and I washed my hair twice a day in the way that 14-year old girls do, the colour began to disappear. The back of my head went back to blonde, as promised on the packet. However, the front faded to a rather fetching (not!) shade of pale pink - and then stayed that way. None of this washing-out nonsense. I was stuck with a pale pink streak of hair that was quite definitely neither cool nor attractive. I believe it was not long after this incident that I went back to having short hair... |
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4.1.05 16:49 |
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Hysterical laughter
I've just looked at my statistics and apparently the top search is 'boobs being grabbed' Marvellous. I love providing a quality service! |
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4.1.05 19:06 |
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There's a hole in my bucket...
...or rather, my sitting room floor. The (non-working) fireplace had a raised base and I decided to remove this so that I had a useful alcove. However, the innocent-looking tongue and groove flooring hid a very dodgy concrete floor and every time I breathe it seems to crumble further! Tomorrow I start mixing concrete. If you hear no more of me then you'll know I've managed to bury myself under my own floorboards! |
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5.1.05 22:03 |
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A Woo, and indeed a Hoo...
...my new computer has arrived! Unfortunately I can't unpack it yet as I am no doubt about to create clouds of dust and mess concreting the floor. Any handy DIY-ers in the North-West London area fancy coming along and giving me a hand? *flutters eyelashes becomingly* |
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6.1.05 11:13 |
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