Lots of things to say

So I went to Skye. It was lovely. Lovely views, lovely peace and quiet and lovely food.

We went up the Quairaing. It was a relatively easy walk which surprised me - I thought I would be exhausted by the time I got to the top. When we did get to the top it had an amazing view. Howevre, it was rather like a cliff-edge and rather windy, so I didn't get too near the edge.

We went to the south of Skye this time, going to a beach. There was a bit of a walk in, but it was a nice enough day. However, the frisbee we had bought that day was lost to the sea, thanks to Rachel's inability to swim for it! Later, our missile, toy thing broke apart and when we took that to Staffin Bay we ended up losing the main body of it to the sea. Rachel could have got it if it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to keep her legs dry. She had shorter shorts and could have got in further to retrieve this thing, whereas, when I tried, I got so far before realising I was going to get my own shorts totally soaked. And it was still out of my reach.

We went to the Caledonian Hotel's Café for dinner once and I got half a roast chicken with honey and mustard sauce. It was the most delicious thing I have ever tasted! Aside from my mum's lasagne (which we're having tonight for dinner, coincidentally).

My wee sister's birthday has come and gone. That's her fourteen now! It's rather shocking that we're all growing up so fast... I still feel like I'm about eight years old. And I act it, to tell you the truth!

She got a joint laptop for her birthday, meaning it's mine as well. The downside is that we don't have the internet sorted on it yet, so she's just been using it to play The Sims 3.

Bagrock got cancelled. Me, Mum, Dad and Rachel were all going to go, as was Dave, who had won a ticket for it at Lanimers. The Red Hot Chilli Pipers were going to be in Castlebank Park, but they didn't have licence and the cancelled decided they couldn't play there. Shame, really - we were all looking forward to it.

I have tried to apply for a Christmas job at Boots in Hamilton. By tried, I mean it's a stupid online apllication for it. However, I gave in my CV at the shop when I went in to look at it. When I tried to apply online, I got redirected to the general jobs apllications, which said that Boots in Hamilton were not looking for jobs.

I cut some of the grass yesterday; Mum did the rest. It was long and wet, so the lawnmower kept on getting jammed, which irritated me. But the worst thing is that I accidentally killed a beetle. I was wearing my mum's Crocs, you see, and somehow it got on it under my heel. I felt something jagging into my heel so I took my foot out of the Croc and swept something black off my sock. When I looked at the Croc, there were the beetle's back legs. I felt quite sorry for it. And all the other insects and arachnids who had set up home in the long grass, undisturbed...

Fusion says it's going to be recording adverts for the radio shows, so I'm going to be quite busy in the weeks leading up to the Freshers' Week. And that in itself has a bit to organise for the Guild of Fanatical Terry Pratchett Fans. And I have Beaver programmes to sort out.

That seems like quite a lot now I think about it... Oh, dear...

Oh, I also managed to finish the next part of the stories featuring Fire Bear, etc.

Ah, another thing, I went to Hazel's Movie Day, which wasn't as scary as I had been expecting it. Just rather gruesome.

And me and Lisa went to see A Perfect Getaway. It has a clever twist to it which I did not see coming!

And I've started watching something called Being Human. It's about a vampire, a werewolf and a ghost living together in the same house. It's amazing. I believe it is better than Twilight. Mainly 'cause the vampire and the werewolf get along quite well.

It has Russell Tovey in it who was in Doctor Who (I knew I'd seen him somewhere before!). He was Midshipman Frame in Voyage of the Damned. Or, "Alons-y Alonso", if you'd prefer...

Lenora Crichlow is in it too. She was in Doctor Who as well, as Cheen in Gridlock.

And Aidan Turner is Mitchell and he's Irish! The most awesome accent in the world. Well, maybe...