Saturday 22 May 2010

Leicester loves espadrilles

I worked till 7 today. booo
Today all I sold was espadrilles.
Leicester dudes rock the summer footwear

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I broke my favourite sunglasses that my
lady bought me. Luckily I work 30 seconds
from h&m so bought some new ones straight away

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I got some post which put a smile on my face
(I forgot the bring the bolts that hold
my bed together so marianna posted them to me
along with some treats)

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Night in tonight so I'm watching:

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Friday 21 May 2010

Shortarse

So the short jokes have started here already.

Maybe if I stretch really hard for a little
bit everyday I will grow

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Sunny Days

are always the best days.

I met some people straight from work today
for a drink

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and was greeted with Krispy Kremes

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Heeeeeeeeeell Yeeeeeeeeeeeeah!

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Thursday 20 May 2010

Day One

Today was my first day of work in Leicester.
It was an okay day.

I walked to work listening to:

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I got to work and interviewed all day.

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One of the interviewee's was ridiculously stoned

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My view from work is:

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The End...

andrew zuckerman

I don't think I've posted a blog about this dudes
photography yet but it definitely deserves one.
His images of birds are mindblowing.

http://www.andrewzuckerman.com/

(Wish I could learn how to put a direct link on here)

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New City, New Job, New Hair

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The Owl And The Pussy-Cat

The Owl And The Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear
I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

II
Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

III
'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?'Said the Piggy,'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

Wednesday 19 May 2010

Eateree

Cooking my first meal in the apartment this evening.
A lovely chili

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Unfortunately I managed to lose my can opener somehow
between the journey from IKEA back here

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Music makes you do things

These 3 albums have been my saviours over the last
couple of days.

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Letting agents are C*%ts

Always make sure your lettings agents give
you the key to your car park went you
rent in the city centre

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Window Seat

So I love my apartment BUT I love the views even more.
From one of my bedroom windows and the lounge you can see
the most ridiculous muscle gym.
Aaaall day long HUGE dudes just walk in and out. and I
mean huge!
This is why I spend 80% of my time sat on my windowsill
just watching them.
(I don't actually find massive dudes attractive
their just incredibly interesting to watch.
their waddle instead of their walk for example
is one reason)

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HOWEVER! The view from my second bedroom window
is possible THE most irritating view I could have
dreamt of having.
Its a car park.

This may not seem that bad at first. Until you just want
to quickly change and then realise about 10 people
going into their cars can see you in your pants.
and then at night when you shut your lights off
only for your room to be light up like you have a huge
torche shining through your window.

This again tricks you about 5 in the morning
when you wake up panicking thinking its about 11.

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Nashville

I love how multicultural leicester is.
And it also means Asda has a sensational
world food section.

Which is where I found this :)

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Letter writing

I've had a really lovely afternoon sat in the sun in my
favourite beer garden in Leicester.
I took a trip first to paperchase and bout some amazing
letter writing aids to jazz up your mail!

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My Cath Kidson address book is finally getting some
proper use too.

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(Sorry for the chipped Nail Varnish)

My First Mail

And I couldnt have asked for a better piece of post
to be my first.

It was a card from my parents and I nearly sobbed on the
walk from the postbox back to my flat.

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"Rhiannon,
We know you won't need luck for your new job-
but good luck is always worth having!

We are so proud of you - the person you are
and how you have dealt with the journey so far...
and there is so much more to look forward to!

You know that love has no geographical boundaries -
we are here for you and always will be.

All our love
Mum and Dad x"

I love my parents

Tuesday 18 May 2010

Gibb would love this

So everyone always wants to live somewhere with really high ceilings.
It looks good but its so impractical for someone who's not even 5"3.

This clock used to be a face level with me...this is the clock from my view.

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So I had to buy this but I still cant reach the ceiling.
Does mean I can reach the top shelf in the cupboards though. woo!

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Got there in the end

So this is my new home sweet home

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Moving Day

Moving sucks. But having some amazing people to help
makes it a million times easier.
(Also having fizz and filthy food to look forward to
helps a bit too)

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Gifts

I got completely spoilt and was given some absolutely
beautiful gifts. Just for moving away!
Unfortunately some of them are still in Le Pub
(including the most unbelievable book)
but I'll whack them on here once I get them back

Marianna has been forcing presents on my for
a few weeks now and has got me some sick stuff
for my new home. Unfortunately I also decided
to buy some of these items. It just means she knows
me far too well!
Some of the things she got I didn't go out and buy:

The comfiest pillows you could imagine

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Lottie gave me these amazing owl bookends which are currently holding
my sketch books and diaries.

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She also gave me a polaroid at the end of the night.
It is the centre photo of my polaroid masterpiece

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Mister and Missus Gibb gave me a hilarious card. It reads:
Ree: "I'm leaving Newport, yaaaaaay" Jess: "Boooooo"

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They also got me the cutest mug and a pen with mine and
Jess's face inside.

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Spam gave me a whole suitcase of stuff! Which it took us about
an hour to get into once we got to Leicester.
The burger teapot is pure perfection

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She also wrote me some classic sam poems. I will
blog them later on when I get sad

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There was a slight owl theme going on in these gifts.
It was continued with a joint present from Marianna
and Phil and a picture Phil made for me.
I completely adore this picture. its probably my favourite
picture I've ever owned.

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I went back in time when I received original maz's present.
She made me a charm bracelet reading Ree * Mazi G :)

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Tom and Jo and Dave and Linsey also bought me some amazing stuff
but i'll wait until I get it to reveal what they are.

Thankyou so much everyone (and mum and dad for my practical
presents) If only I could have bought you all the
perfect presents too.
I love you all ridiculous levels of love.

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