The World of Siân

Ok so it’s been heavy rain here for weeks, so I thought I would finally invest in some wellies. I thought there is a need for them considering mostly when it is heavy rain I am walking to or from work and get drenched. My jeans become like sponges and soak up all the water from the pavements within a certain diameter of where each leg is and I leave a trail of dry pavement behind me. So at the Eisteddfod the other week (yes, I was being cultural), I went into one of the hippy type clothing stores and there were some delightful wellies. Needs must, as I was also up to my knees in mud as trust me I went on the wettest day of the Eisteddfod. So I donned my wellies and was very pleased with myself. I have however tempted fate and it has been dry every time I have had to walk to work. I have found myself yearning for a heavy down pour and me to be stuck in it with my wellies. The time came this morning, I was walking to work and it had been dry all the way until I was 2mins from the d

Ok Today is not a Wednesday but a Thursday, much better. I am alone in the office all day, I find this most boring as not only do I have no one to chat to, and I have no motivation to do any work. Also I can not browse the Internet as it’s not working, much to my annoyance. Damn, I don’t think I have any rambling’s to put down either!!!!!!! What am I going to do?!?!?!?! Why didn ’t anyone tell me that as soon as you have a car you never have any money? It’s true and I would warn anybody thinking of buying a car that once this is done there is no going back as it seems a necessity and that you couldn ’t function without it. Thinking I was starting to get my finances back on track and my bank balance actually looking a bit healthier, POOF there goes the exhaust on my car, eeep !!!! So I decide to be very sensible and take it in to Kwik fit straight away. I get it there and not only does it need two parts of the exhaust done but also three new tyres and the tracking!!!!!! Soooo

Aren ’t dreams weird? I had the most bizarre one yesterday whilst dozing. I dreamt that I was a Chinese MAN of all things, and I was running my own Chinese restaurant. Then a door swung open showing what looked like the yard behind the Chinese with two big skip bins. By the side of the bins were two men, I somehow had a gun in my hand and shot the two guys and then door swung shut and I carried on running the restaurant as if nothing had happened. I have no idea what this means at all. The shooting I can imagine is from the fact that his nibs was playing a computer game at the time where he was a hit man, but the whole Chinese thing, I have no idea. I am definitely one for crazy dreams though. When I was younger, about 5 or 6 I had a dream I was in school and everyone apart from me had one normal leg and one pig’s leg. I was trying to get out of the school playground but there were people everywhere with a pig’s leg. Even my best friend at the time appeared and asked why I did