shewho: (summer)
i suppose the other side of the going-out-too much dilemma, is that you get to do lots of excellent things and see lots of excellent people.

there has been an awful lot of eating and drinking in the world of [livejournal.com profile] shewho over the past few days.

thursday was where it all began, with a quadruple booking. oh noes! decisions to be made! in the end i popped along to the hideaway for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] my_name_is_anna's birthday celebrations. drank some wine. chatted with some folk. agreed to attempt to play rubbish trumpet on a record, and swap trumpet tuition for drum tuition. felt very productive! marvellous.

journeyed on to the faltering fullback up in ewok village, to say hello to a temporarily southern [livejournal.com profile] billywhizz and people. excellent to see you nick, and wheee, surprise al and davina too, bonus!

very impressively stuck to my plan of only 4 glasses of wine all evening. 10 / 10.

***

friday was the usual quiet day at work. i had a lunch date with a colleague at the capital kebab shop. don't judge me, there's more. whilst waiting (AGES damn you m!) for him to meet me outside i befriended a middle aged parisian, who's friend was also delayed, and who repeatedly tried to take me out for posher lunch and / or drinks. bless.

but OH MY GOD. the capital kebab shop (on the cut, se1) does the most amazing mixed grill EVER. at least 6 types of meat, i think. chips (or rice). salad. pitta. you never need eat again! very tasty. very unhealthy. a treat for rare occasions. i failed to finish mine. i'm actually hungry just thinking about it. mmmmm.

it may have been a foolish day to eat out for lunch, because that evening found me back at the fullback for a tasty gin, before heading to petek to celebrate [livejournal.com profile] atommickbrane's birthday. more delicious food! i couldn't actually face any more meat, so plumped for a king prawn, fish and melon dish. also DELICIOUS. petek is bargainous and tasty, and they give you free booze and sweets if it's someone's birthday. lovely little place. i see what the fuss is about!

OBVIOUSLY we returned to the fullback for more drinking, finding extra people still saving the table. OBVIOUSLY the coolest thing to do is draw top rock stars on each other's bodies in marker pen. you all need to see the picture of the kiss ARM-y. you really do. they OBVIOUSLY kept singing songs throughout the evening, leading to curious looks from another table. which OBVIOUSLY led to me going over to explain / demonstrate.

"you're quite eccentric, aren't you?" said the curious chap. no dear, drunk.

"give us a kiss greg? what does that mean?" asked blinking TIM KEY pointing at my other arm. ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... oh dear.

(sod it, let's get into edinburgh practice....)
excellent drawings on arm = many.
comedians drunkenly annoyed = 2.
(aforementioned key and basden. oh dear. at least i didn't say anything to superhans, right?)

tried to get home. honestly, i did.

woke up somewhere in edmonton. AGAIN.

started talking to random handsome young wasted chap at bus stop. continued talking all the way to stamford hill. bus saved possible scary incidents. i shouldn't be allowed drink.

snuck into d's expecting him to be out all night so i wouldn't look like a nightbus LOSER who couldn't get home if she tried. FAIL, he was there. whoops.

***

saturday dawned too early for my poor hungover head. whinged a bit. ordered pizza. got home, in time to set off to coventry for the big NOAH wrestling event at the skydome.

got there early enough to meet up with [livejournal.com profile] firemasque and [livejournal.com profile] darkship in the old windmill, and sample their rather peculiar lamb / mint and MAYONNAISE baguettes. ace to see j&k, obv.

the event itself was a little bit disappointing for me. none of the one-on-one matches grabbed my attention. tag-teams where better. much better. in fact, the highlight was the bumblebee team (ok, i can't remember their names but they were dressed in black and yellow) who where amazingly good. high flying stuff that makes me grin. plus extra hitting hard for bonus marks. then there was yone, who can do whatever he wants with that fantastic afro, hell yeah! and the main event, featuring misawa and kobashi (look, some names i know!) featured the most supreme chopping action i've seen in a long while.

my favourite bits of the day, mind, were seeing everyone's faces as dave morales (not that one) came into the ring, justifying my earlier comment that he was "the ugliest person in the WORLD". and trying to scam beer of the noisy gay chap behind me, and what i assume to be his boyfriend, only to be introduced to alex shane who was sitting behind them. i appear to have confessed to have followed the fwa and ipw, and he was genuinely touched, aw, bless.

it was also excellent to see [livejournal.com profile] kathbad, secret wrestling fan! though too brief. boo. better organising net time? (also, check out my 'wrestling' tag for more lycra shennanigans.)

***

sunday i cracked out my trumpet for a bit and attempted the marseilles. i'm not as rusty as i thought! my poor baby trumpet is though. and i realised i have NEVER named it. i think it needs a name.

WHAT SHALL I CALL MY TRUMPET, people?

anyway, sunday was lovely. absolutely lovely. you all know that. sunny with a gorgeous breeze. we went exploring the local area. finally.

met up with megan down by the anchor and hope on the river side. what an excellent, tiny, old man's pub. anywhere that has one plate of pickled onions, and one plate of cheese and crackers out as bar snacks wins with me!

we all then wandered along the side of the river to markfield park and victorian mayhem, to hang out in the sun with a bunch of chums, drink cider and sangria, and soak up the atmosphere and dub. so relaxing, so good to have local festival things going on!

the museum there is actually really interesting too. declan and i got collared by a chap who obviously runs his life around the museum and pump engine. i love old guys in tiny museums like that. he told us it's history, how it works, all sorts. actually interesting! and they've got funding to get it up and working again. i'd love to see that.

as hunger took hold, we hit the river path again, and megan took us, along with chris and ally to the ferry boat inn. i've lived in e17 for YEARS and failed to go there. not so any more! lovely beer garden, pretty pub, tasty, tasty filling food and more condiments than even i need. somehow, after drinks and pudding and losing repeatedly at uno it was closing time. whoops!

home, then OMG doctor who before falling into a hugely contented sleep.

***

i'd like more days like yesterday, please.

***

monday: booking tickets for restaurants is the new booking tickets for popular gigs. criminy!
shewho: (summer)
i suppose the other side of the going-out-too much dilemma, is that you get to do lots of excellent things and see lots of excellent people.

there has been an awful lot of eating and drinking in the world of [livejournal.com profile] shewho over the past few days.

thursday was where it all began, with a quadruple booking. oh noes! decisions to be made! in the end i popped along to the hideaway for the lovely [livejournal.com profile] my_name_is_anna's birthday celebrations. drank some wine. chatted with some folk. agreed to attempt to play rubbish trumpet on a record, and swap trumpet tuition for drum tuition. felt very productive! marvellous.

journeyed on to the faltering fullback up in ewok village, to say hello to a temporarily southern [livejournal.com profile] billywhizz and people. excellent to see you nick, and wheee, surprise al and davina too, bonus!

very impressively stuck to my plan of only 4 glasses of wine all evening. 10 / 10.

***

friday was the usual quiet day at work. i had a lunch date with a colleague at the capital kebab shop. don't judge me, there's more. whilst waiting (AGES damn you m!) for him to meet me outside i befriended a middle aged parisian, who's friend was also delayed, and who repeatedly tried to take me out for posher lunch and / or drinks. bless.

but OH MY GOD. the capital kebab shop (on the cut, se1) does the most amazing mixed grill EVER. at least 6 types of meat, i think. chips (or rice). salad. pitta. you never need eat again! very tasty. very unhealthy. a treat for rare occasions. i failed to finish mine. i'm actually hungry just thinking about it. mmmmm.

it may have been a foolish day to eat out for lunch, because that evening found me back at the fullback for a tasty gin, before heading to petek to celebrate [livejournal.com profile] atommickbrane's birthday. more delicious food! i couldn't actually face any more meat, so plumped for a king prawn, fish and melon dish. also DELICIOUS. petek is bargainous and tasty, and they give you free booze and sweets if it's someone's birthday. lovely little place. i see what the fuss is about!

OBVIOUSLY we returned to the fullback for more drinking, finding extra people still saving the table. OBVIOUSLY the coolest thing to do is draw top rock stars on each other's bodies in marker pen. you all need to see the picture of the kiss ARM-y. you really do. they OBVIOUSLY kept singing songs throughout the evening, leading to curious looks from another table. which OBVIOUSLY led to me going over to explain / demonstrate.

"you're quite eccentric, aren't you?" said the curious chap. no dear, drunk.

"give us a kiss greg? what does that mean?" asked blinking TIM KEY pointing at my other arm. ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..... oh dear.

(sod it, let's get into edinburgh practice....)
excellent drawings on arm = many.
comedians drunkenly annoyed = 2.
(aforementioned key and basden. oh dear. at least i didn't say anything to superhans, right?)

tried to get home. honestly, i did.

woke up somewhere in edmonton. AGAIN.

started talking to random handsome young wasted chap at bus stop. continued talking all the way to stamford hill. bus saved possible scary incidents. i shouldn't be allowed drink.

snuck into d's expecting him to be out all night so i wouldn't look like a nightbus LOSER who couldn't get home if she tried. FAIL, he was there. whoops.

***

saturday dawned too early for my poor hungover head. whinged a bit. ordered pizza. got home, in time to set off to coventry for the big NOAH wrestling event at the skydome.

got there early enough to meet up with [livejournal.com profile] firemasque and [livejournal.com profile] darkship in the old windmill, and sample their rather peculiar lamb / mint and MAYONNAISE baguettes. ace to see j&k, obv.

the event itself was a little bit disappointing for me. none of the one-on-one matches grabbed my attention. tag-teams where better. much better. in fact, the highlight was the bumblebee team (ok, i can't remember their names but they were dressed in black and yellow) who where amazingly good. high flying stuff that makes me grin. plus extra hitting hard for bonus marks. then there was yone, who can do whatever he wants with that fantastic afro, hell yeah! and the main event, featuring misawa and kobashi (look, some names i know!) featured the most supreme chopping action i've seen in a long while.

my favourite bits of the day, mind, were seeing everyone's faces as dave morales (not that one) came into the ring, justifying my earlier comment that he was "the ugliest person in the WORLD". and trying to scam beer of the noisy gay chap behind me, and what i assume to be his boyfriend, only to be introduced to alex shane who was sitting behind them. i appear to have confessed to have followed the fwa and ipw, and he was genuinely touched, aw, bless.

it was also excellent to see [livejournal.com profile] kathbad, secret wrestling fan! though too brief. boo. better organising net time? (also, check out my 'wrestling' tag for more lycra shennanigans.)

***

sunday i cracked out my trumpet for a bit and attempted the marseilles. i'm not as rusty as i thought! my poor baby trumpet is though. and i realised i have NEVER named it. i think it needs a name.

WHAT SHALL I CALL MY TRUMPET, people?

anyway, sunday was lovely. absolutely lovely. you all know that. sunny with a gorgeous breeze. we went exploring the local area. finally.

met up with megan down by the anchor and hope on the river side. what an excellent, tiny, old man's pub. anywhere that has one plate of pickled onions, and one plate of cheese and crackers out as bar snacks wins with me!

we all then wandered along the side of the river to markfield park and victorian mayhem, to hang out in the sun with a bunch of chums, drink cider and sangria, and soak up the atmosphere and dub. so relaxing, so good to have local festival things going on!

the museum there is actually really interesting too. declan and i got collared by a chap who obviously runs his life around the museum and pump engine. i love old guys in tiny museums like that. he told us it's history, how it works, all sorts. actually interesting! and they've got funding to get it up and working again. i'd love to see that.

as hunger took hold, we hit the river path again, and megan took us, along with chris and ally to the ferry boat inn. i've lived in e17 for YEARS and failed to go there. not so any more! lovely beer garden, pretty pub, tasty, tasty filling food and more condiments than even i need. somehow, after drinks and pudding and losing repeatedly at uno it was closing time. whoops!

home, then OMG doctor who before falling into a hugely contented sleep.

***

i'd like more days like yesterday, please.

***

monday: booking tickets for restaurants is the new booking tickets for popular gigs. criminy!
shewho: (wrestling)
Well, not really that exciting. But they're replacing Puzzlin' Paul! Oh noes! I've spent many a happy hour with Puzzlin' Paul and his stupid one-expression face. Well, I say many a happy hour, but I don't mean at once. You can finish all his puzzles in 30 minutes or so, and that's just because of having to put pen to paper.

***

There is indeed a feature on Ricky Knight & Sweet Saraya, British indie wrestling fans* may be interested to hear. Well, more on Sweet Saraya Jnr or whatever she's called. Not much to it. They must be in need of an easy £50.

Of note, however, is the fact that they don't mention the time Ricky & Zebra Kid allegedly kidnapped Sweet Saraya and held her against her will, claiming she'd done a runner.** In fact, they don't mention poor Zebra at all! Probably think a locked up son ruins the happy family aspect. What did he go down for again chaps? Assault? Ah yes. Assault. And a whole heap of crazy.

Shame. He was pretty good at vicious chops an' t'ing and had rather a pert little bottom.

Heh.

* Errr, well, [livejournal.com profile] p_dan_tic, [livejournal.com profile] mylifebythesea, [livejournal.com profile] darkship at any rate.....

** Did anyone ever get to the bottom of this?
shewho: (wrestling)
Well, not really that exciting. But they're replacing Puzzlin' Paul! Oh noes! I've spent many a happy hour with Puzzlin' Paul and his stupid one-expression face. Well, I say many a happy hour, but I don't mean at once. You can finish all his puzzles in 30 minutes or so, and that's just because of having to put pen to paper.

***

There is indeed a feature on Ricky Knight & Sweet Saraya, British indie wrestling fans* may be interested to hear. Well, more on Sweet Saraya Jnr or whatever she's called. Not much to it. They must be in need of an easy £50.

Of note, however, is the fact that they don't mention the time Ricky & Zebra Kid allegedly kidnapped Sweet Saraya and held her against her will, claiming she'd done a runner.** In fact, they don't mention poor Zebra at all! Probably think a locked up son ruins the happy family aspect. What did he go down for again chaps? Assault? Ah yes. Assault. And a whole heap of crazy.

Shame. He was pretty good at vicious chops an' t'ing and had rather a pert little bottom.

Heh.

* Errr, well, [livejournal.com profile] p_dan_tic, [livejournal.com profile] mylifebythesea, [livejournal.com profile] darkship at any rate.....

** Did anyone ever get to the bottom of this?
shewho: (wrestling)
ok ok, will stop spamming lj in a short while (!), gimmie a break, i havnae posted for a WEEK!

right then.

there is some wrestling with a rather good line up on friday 18th August (albeit in stinking Swanley) - Frontiers of Honour 2.

[livejournal.com profile] p_dan_tic and myself already have tickets.

some of you may have mentioned fancying a trip to see some hot wrestling action, and you should come to this.

tickets are general admission (unless you want to pay £££ for ringside) so you can sit with us too, you lucky devils!

anyway, go here if you want to buy tickets. you know you do. c'mon!

hahahahahaha, we should make it my birthday treat so i get pulled up into the ring!
shewho: (wrestling)
ok ok, will stop spamming lj in a short while (!), gimmie a break, i havnae posted for a WEEK!

right then.

there is some wrestling with a rather good line up on friday 18th August (albeit in stinking Swanley) - Frontiers of Honour 2.

[livejournal.com profile] p_dan_tic and myself already have tickets.

some of you may have mentioned fancying a trip to see some hot wrestling action, and you should come to this.

tickets are general admission (unless you want to pay £££ for ringside) so you can sit with us too, you lucky devils!

anyway, go here if you want to buy tickets. you know you do. c'mon!

hahahahahaha, we should make it my birthday treat so i get pulled up into the ring!
shewho: (Jonny Storm)
(I know you don't really like wrestling stuff, so I'll do this now when no one is really reading cos you're all about to head home)

Sunday there was a little booze death in the air.  After pizza and the second half of terrible drama The Monkey King, we missed the right trains to Orpington and were a little late, having to walk into a packed hall and into the front row, just as the bell was going for the first match of the Pro Wrestling Guerilla show.

 

I have to say, it was a bl00dy good show, I really enjoyed it, and sitting right at the front when there are NO BARRIERS between the ring and you is something special.  And a little bit frightening. See here: http://moblog.co.uk/view.php?id=131851  Especially when they are precariously on the ropes and about to do some move to the outside.  They do fall on you.  Oh yes, they do.  Although it does give you a good view of ( http://moblog.co.uk/view.php?id=131850 ) men’s bottoms in tights, which of course I wasn’t looking at.

 

You want matches? This’ll be a lame update seeing as I can’t quite remember everything…..

 

Spud / Aviv / Topgun (who’s gimmick is he’s always high on drugs and likes hos) vs Disco someone (?) / Excalibur / Ronin (?).  Continuing the trend of matches featuring Spud that don’t send me screaming to the bar.  And not just because there wasn’t one.  Not the best of matches, not the worst of matches.  I like Spud the more pain he takes.  Is that mean?  Topgun chap is my new favourite thing. His valet was a blow up doll.

 

Martin Stone vs ? Reyes.  Um, forgettable.  Have forgotten it.  Oops!

 

Scorpio Sky vs Quicksilver.  These guys are usually a tag team.  Scorpio is obsessed with his abs.  Not Abs from 5ive.  Heh.  Pretty good match, holding my interest even with mat stuff, although possibly because Scorpio is an ace character.  

 

Andy ‘boy’ Simmons vs Frankie Kazarian.  I’m a little bored of Simmons.  Apparently he is a heel because no one likes him anyway.  I remember when he was good.  Enjoyable, if forgettable.  Kazarian wins.  Obv.

 

Title match Jonny Storm vs Joey Ryan.  I want to chant “Joey is a Joey” all match, but no one will get it.  Boooo.  Jonny is his usual self, Joey Ryan is an entertaining heel.  Joey wins by unfair disqualification.  More importantly, Jonny has a hole in his tights, and is often sitting on the top rope right in front of me.  Lalalalalalal.

 

Mr Wrestling (?) vs El Generico.  Best match of the night!!!! Most evil evil chops I have seen in a long time  - impressive.  Also, I like chanting ‘ole’.  Some amazing stupid jumpy painful stuff, just the sort of match I like.  Combining viciousness and a bit of high flying.  Wow.

 

AJ Styles vs Jody Fleisch.  Probably the best I’ve actually seen Jody, but then I’ve only really seen him since the hand injury thingy and he’s not always been his best, or been up against naffer people.  This match was obviously brilliant, and my second favourite of the night.  Complete with constant chanting for both guys.  And some blood.  Mmmmm.  AJ wins.

 

Title tag between Super Dragon & Davey Richards vs Arrogance ( Chris Bosch & ?).  Super Dragon scares me.  Really.  And is mostly crawling around by my feet after jumping out of the ring.  Why are masks so terrifying?  Some AMAZING stuff in this match. More Please!  Super Dragon and Richards win.

 

The announcer guy (Dino) is also very funny and  a highlight, as is the ref that looks like Kane, and indeed is forced to act like Kane.

 

If / when they come back to the UK, I’m SO there.
(I'm going to stop playing with rich text now. I hate the way it looks screwy when it actually posts. Gah)
shewho: (Jonny Storm)
(I know you don't really like wrestling stuff, so I'll do this now when no one is really reading cos you're all about to head home)

Sunday there was a little booze death in the air.  After pizza and the second half of terrible drama The Monkey King, we missed the right trains to Orpington and were a little late, having to walk into a packed hall and into the front row, just as the bell was going for the first match of the Pro Wrestling Guerilla show.

 

I have to say, it was a bl00dy good show, I really enjoyed it, and sitting right at the front when there are NO BARRIERS between the ring and you is something special.  And a little bit frightening. See here: http://moblog.co.uk/view.php?id=131851  Especially when they are precariously on the ropes and about to do some move to the outside.  They do fall on you.  Oh yes, they do.  Although it does give you a good view of ( http://moblog.co.uk/view.php?id=131850 ) men’s bottoms in tights, which of course I wasn’t looking at.

 

You want matches? This’ll be a lame update seeing as I can’t quite remember everything…..

 

Spud / Aviv / Topgun (who’s gimmick is he’s always high on drugs and likes hos) vs Disco someone (?) / Excalibur / Ronin (?).  Continuing the trend of matches featuring Spud that don’t send me screaming to the bar.  And not just because there wasn’t one.  Not the best of matches, not the worst of matches.  I like Spud the more pain he takes.  Is that mean?  Topgun chap is my new favourite thing. His valet was a blow up doll.

 

Martin Stone vs ? Reyes.  Um, forgettable.  Have forgotten it.  Oops!

 

Scorpio Sky vs Quicksilver.  These guys are usually a tag team.  Scorpio is obsessed with his abs.  Not Abs from 5ive.  Heh.  Pretty good match, holding my interest even with mat stuff, although possibly because Scorpio is an ace character.  

 

Andy ‘boy’ Simmons vs Frankie Kazarian.  I’m a little bored of Simmons.  Apparently he is a heel because no one likes him anyway.  I remember when he was good.  Enjoyable, if forgettable.  Kazarian wins.  Obv.

 

Title match Jonny Storm vs Joey Ryan.  I want to chant “Joey is a Joey” all match, but no one will get it.  Boooo.  Jonny is his usual self, Joey Ryan is an entertaining heel.  Joey wins by unfair disqualification.  More importantly, Jonny has a hole in his tights, and is often sitting on the top rope right in front of me.  Lalalalalalal.

 

Mr Wrestling (?) vs El Generico.  Best match of the night!!!! Most evil evil chops I have seen in a long time  - impressive.  Also, I like chanting ‘ole’.  Some amazing stupid jumpy painful stuff, just the sort of match I like.  Combining viciousness and a bit of high flying.  Wow.

 

AJ Styles vs Jody Fleisch.  Probably the best I’ve actually seen Jody, but then I’ve only really seen him since the hand injury thingy and he’s not always been his best, or been up against naffer people.  This match was obviously brilliant, and my second favourite of the night.  Complete with constant chanting for both guys.  And some blood.  Mmmmm.  AJ wins.

 

Title tag between Super Dragon & Davey Richards vs Arrogance ( Chris Bosch & ?).  Super Dragon scares me.  Really.  And is mostly crawling around by my feet after jumping out of the ring.  Why are masks so terrifying?  Some AMAZING stuff in this match. More Please!  Super Dragon and Richards win.

 

The announcer guy (Dino) is also very funny and  a highlight, as is the ref that looks like Kane, and indeed is forced to act like Kane.

 

If / when they come back to the UK, I’m SO there.
(I'm going to stop playing with rich text now. I hate the way it looks screwy when it actually posts. Gah)
shewho: (Jonny Storm)
People!

We need to raise money to:

♥ buy [livejournal.com profile] jonnystorm some new tights. He was wrestling (PWG)last night with a hole in the bottom. (OF HIS TIGHTS) And while this isn't something I particularly mind, not everyone is a filthy letch like I. And while I'm on the Jonny subject please please please don't listen to people and grow back the long Italian-metal-fan hair. You rock the JT look with a hat. It is hot. Leave it be. /transmission

♥ buy Jody Fleisch a pen that he can wear around his neck, or better still, implant into his fingers. I mean, setting up a signing table without having a pen is a bit silly once, but *every* time? Tsk.

I have had a busy busy full weekend. I shall write it up later.



(Last night I also realised why I could never really be a ring rat. Wrestlers are completely hairless! I'd feel like a gorilla! Unless I was after Albert / A-Train / whoever he is or something. But then I would be MENTAL. Or unless I was this man. Totally SFW links, but you might need brain floss.)
shewho: (Jonny Storm)
People!

We need to raise money to:

♥ buy [livejournal.com profile] jonnystorm some new tights. He was wrestling (PWG)last night with a hole in the bottom. (OF HIS TIGHTS) And while this isn't something I particularly mind, not everyone is a filthy letch like I. And while I'm on the Jonny subject please please please don't listen to people and grow back the long Italian-metal-fan hair. You rock the JT look with a hat. It is hot. Leave it be. /transmission

♥ buy Jody Fleisch a pen that he can wear around his neck, or better still, implant into his fingers. I mean, setting up a signing table without having a pen is a bit silly once, but *every* time? Tsk.

I have had a busy busy full weekend. I shall write it up later.



(Last night I also realised why I could never really be a ring rat. Wrestlers are completely hairless! I'd feel like a gorilla! Unless I was after Albert / A-Train / whoever he is or something. But then I would be MENTAL. Or unless I was this man. Totally SFW links, but you might need brain floss.)
shewho: (purple leopard)
♥ Today I am mostly getting confused about the initials DS. Nintendo? or District Surveyor? Stupid.

♥ Speaking of DS's (you'll have to work out which one) I now know what all those pits I have been falling down are. However, can I find any more to dig up? I think not. BRING ME FOSSILS!!! So far I have a T Rex tail. ACE.

♥ I am getting obsessed with walnuts.

♥ Last night I think I almost found that happy booze medium when round at [livejournal.com profile] suicdeally's for tasty Thai dinner and chat (avec Abby & Simon). I was even functional when I got home. Failed to drink the Schloer though.

♥ I have sent a 'possibly' response to teh wrestling ref course.

♥ The Germans really do use the letter 'H' instead of 'B'.

[Poll #650725]
shewho: (purple leopard)
♥ Today I am mostly getting confused about the initials DS. Nintendo? or District Surveyor? Stupid.

♥ Speaking of DS's (you'll have to work out which one) I now know what all those pits I have been falling down are. However, can I find any more to dig up? I think not. BRING ME FOSSILS!!! So far I have a T Rex tail. ACE.

♥ I am getting obsessed with walnuts.

♥ Last night I think I almost found that happy booze medium when round at [livejournal.com profile] suicdeally's for tasty Thai dinner and chat (avec Abby & Simon). I was even functional when I got home. Failed to drink the Schloer though.

♥ I have sent a 'possibly' response to teh wrestling ref course.

♥ The Germans really do use the letter 'H' instead of 'B'.

[Poll #650725]
shewho: (honeybee)
This has been brought to my attention:

» Ever wanted to be involved in the wrestling business, but not really sure on how to go about it? There are many ways to be involved. Regional promoting is an option that some take, training to become a wrestler is another much trickier task with a huge failure rate. Another vital part of any wrestling event is the referee.

That’s why IPW:UK plans to stage it’s first ever training seminar, one un the unique field of refereeing, for Sunday March 19th 2006, at the Orpington Halls. The seminar, which would last for 3 hours, would cost £15, will go ahead if there is enough demand for it. Therefore if you have even the least interest, please register this interest over at the IPW:UK forums (ipwuk.com/forums). Please include a contact email address, and all applicants will be emailed full information.

Any top prospects will potentially be offered the opportunity referee a match (or matches) for IPW:UK in 2006. People on the seminar receive discounted entry into the evening’s “Unfinished Business” show. For more information, head over to the IPW:UK fan forum, or email Daniel Edler at daniel@ipwuk.com.


Old skool [livejournal.com profile] shewho readers will remember there was one of these before, and I was desperate to go and forge a wrestling ref career (hobby?), but went to Bristol instead.

I am debating trying this again, but have several worries, mostly expressed in the following poll (vaguely relating to previous 1pw entry):

[Poll #649949]
shewho: (honeybee)
This has been brought to my attention:

» Ever wanted to be involved in the wrestling business, but not really sure on how to go about it? There are many ways to be involved. Regional promoting is an option that some take, training to become a wrestler is another much trickier task with a huge failure rate. Another vital part of any wrestling event is the referee.

That’s why IPW:UK plans to stage it’s first ever training seminar, one un the unique field of refereeing, for Sunday March 19th 2006, at the Orpington Halls. The seminar, which would last for 3 hours, would cost £15, will go ahead if there is enough demand for it. Therefore if you have even the least interest, please register this interest over at the IPW:UK forums (ipwuk.com/forums). Please include a contact email address, and all applicants will be emailed full information.

Any top prospects will potentially be offered the opportunity referee a match (or matches) for IPW:UK in 2006. People on the seminar receive discounted entry into the evening’s “Unfinished Business” show. For more information, head over to the IPW:UK fan forum, or email Daniel Edler at daniel@ipwuk.com.


Old skool [livejournal.com profile] shewho readers will remember there was one of these before, and I was desperate to go and forge a wrestling ref career (hobby?), but went to Bristol instead.

I am debating trying this again, but have several worries, mostly expressed in the following poll (vaguely relating to previous 1pw entry):

[Poll #649949]

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