Blogaroo

After finally setting up a domain for this blog, and then installing Wordpress through Fantastico, the first thing Wordpress does is to tell me that a new version is available and I should manually update. I’m pretty sure this is a shooting offence, Wordpress - at least leave it a day or two to give me that “New User Glow” - make me realise how much I can’t live without you before putting me through the pain of updates!

This is the main reason I generally prefer any sort of hosted web app. The free ones, anyway. I just sign up, type away, and you take care of the grudge work? That sounds more like it to me! Still, it’s worth running your own blog, just for the safer feeling of knowing where all of your data is. In this case, Texas.

Now I just need to find a theme, import past entries, organise categories and widgets… oh, the joys! Still, in the meantime, welcome to Blogaroo! Sit down, make yourself comfortable - just don’t look in the medicine cabinet, we’re not properly unpacked yet!

Being something of a chocolate connoisseur - and when I say connoisseur I mean “mass consumer”, obviously - it would be foolish of me not to recommend some to you; and in this case I’m recommending the best chocolate I have every had the luck of tasting.

Montezuma’s chocolate don’t lie when they say their chocolate is smooth. It is smooth like an aging DJ, smooth like a rock worn away by a stream for a thousand years, smooth like ice. And if smooth just isn’t enough for you (are you insane?) then you can go for variety, with flavourings including fruits, mints, nuts and spices - the cinnamon and nutmeg chocolate is pure, simple, perfection.

If you live in the South of England then you’re sorted, because you can visit the Montezuma shops, which are palaces of chocolatey wonder. When I visited the Brighton shop you would’ve thought I’d never seen a chocolate button before - it was only sheer force that got me to leave, so amazed was I by my surroundings. For those of us not in the South - probably good for our bank balances and sanity - Montezuma’s is somewhat erratically stocked in various independent shops; there is no “official” stockists on the Montezuma web site, but personal experience tells that those stockists include Real Foods in Edinburgh.

I’m in the market for a new haircut, but apparently the internet is not in the market for guiding me towards that haircut. I have thick-ish (it’s not really that thick, but there is a lot of it) dark brown hair which is currently just past shoulder-length. I am not very good at styling hair, although on a good day I will point the hairdryer at it for a few minutes. I’d like to avoid fringes if humanly possible, because the point that they stick to my head is just a step too far for me.

Layers? A bob (A is very keen on that, which may be because it’s the only hairstyle he knows the name of)? And is it at all possible to get a haircut in this City for less than £20?! Time will tell. Possible haircut updates to come!

Having spent the last half hour eating cereal like cereal was going out of fashion (and let me ask - has cereal ever been in fashion?) I’m now realising that I am the queen of all emotional eating. Sad? Tired? Just generally fed up? Oh yes, hand me the wheat, the dairy, and the cocoa beans. Sure, I know that when I’m finished I won’t be particularly pleased with myself, and - yes - might even dislike myself. And, whoa, there we go again. Don’t like myself? Have a bowl of Cookie Crisp!

So perhaps it’s time to sort all of this, to throw out the self-loathing, and with it the sugar. Whether or not it’s practical should really be irrelevant - what to I want more? Health or hatred? Happiness or, mmm, Cookie Crisp…

This week’s Friday Five:

1. What was the last important thing you were late for?
I am generally never late for anything, usually stupidly early in fact, but my last significant lateness (in my mind) was being late for a doctor’s appointment the other week because a bus didn’t show up. Despite the fact that I was only five minutes late and my doctor was running over half an hour late anyway, I was vaguely mortified.

2. What was the last important thing you were late with?
We are currently later with returning some documents about our flat. I try not to be late with things because it plays on my mind so much and stresses me out, but we’re so undecided about this one that we’ve delayed it until the last minute. And then got an extension. And are still late!

3. What (or who!) is the most frequent cause of your lateness?
Getting distracted, usually by random pages on the internet that I wouldn’t normally read or don’t care about, but still get absorbed by.

4. Which of your close friends or relatives can you expect almost always to be inconveniently late?
A. Not inconveniently so, but he is VERY fond of leaving things until the last minute.

5. What’s most likely to cause you to stay up too late before bed?
If A stays up, I will too, no matter how tired I am. I generally can’t settle until he in bed anyway, so if he’s out I’ll be awake until he’s back, and if he’s coding I’ll wait for him. Oh, and Sudoku!