Ria Kirke - 27/07/2006

"And remember, don't always be yourself"

Inspired by another blog, I thought I'd share an email with you.

The answers are by me, the questions aren't. It's an annoying e-mail but I found it amusing and wanted to share. Here is my blessing.

~*YOU*~
1.What Time is it now? Past your bed time
2.What is your full name? Toby Isaacson
3.Single or taken? taken
4.What does your name mean? I’m not quite sure…ask the dentist
5.Who picked out your name? My parents…not (as you may have thought) my little brother.

6.What's your nickname? Toby, makes sense doesn’t it?!
7.How old are you? Old enough
8.What colour are your eyes? Grey
9.Do you have an innie or an outie? Innie or outie what?

10.What size are your shoes? 12/13/14/15
12.How tall (or short) are you? Tall enough, some say
13.Honestly what do you like about yourself? The way I can take everything very seriously so that people don’t think I make fun of some of the things that are thrown at me.
14.What do you always get complimented on? My hair…only it’s kind of a mess so I think they might be being sarcastic.
15.What is your worst quality? Monotone voice

16.What are the last four digits of your phone Number? I only have three numbers - 999
17.Do you think you're cute? Define cute
18.Hair colour? Browny, greyey
19.Do you wear contacts? No, I keep them on my phone like any normal person.
20.Living Arrangements ? yes thank you

~*FAVOURITES*~
21.Favourite Drink? Banana milkshake, from McDonalds
22.Favourite alcoholic drink? Punch (not me!!)
23.Favourite Month? July
24.Favourite Food? Chocolate gateaux
25.Favourite Board Game? That should say bored game!! Ha ha I’m so funny!!
26.Favourite Web Site? http://www.dullmen.com
27.Favourite Clothing Brand? C&A
28.Favourite day of the Year? January
29.Favourite colours? Blue
30.Favourite Animals? Dogs, not cats, ants…(I once saw an antelope!)…Get it ant elope…Ant running off with other ant to get married without consent…Oh forget it!

~*FAMILY AND FRIENDS*~
31.Do you have more girl or boy friends? You’re assuming I have friends
32.Who's your best friend? My teddy
33.Are your parents together? Right now? No idea.
34.How often do you get together with the family? Define family
35.Do you tell your parents or your friends more? My teddy, he listens very well
36.Anything special about your parents? One’s big, one’s small…
37.Siblings and their ages? Big bro…21, li’l bro…17, teddy…45.

~*YES OR NO*~ (or maybe:p)
38.You're a flirt? Maybe
39.You're slutty? no
40.You Mean? I mean what?! I have to define myself now... I thought this was a yes no part?!
41.You like someone? I like lotsa people
42.You can keep secrets? I have a bad memory.
43.You dance in front of the mirror? I don’t like to look at myself…but yes.
44.You sing in the shower/bath? What are they?
46.You liked Britney Spears? Good brand of spear that. I recommend any primitive being to own one.
47.You've liked a cousin? Define Cousin

48.You've been in the opposite sexes bathroom? What kind of question is that?!
49.You've seriously hurt someone? Hope not
50.You've been hurt seriously? Fell down a 40 foot wall once.
51.You swear? Never!
52.You get your way? Way with what, may I ask?
53.You're willing to try new things? Indeed
54.You've cheated on a test? Again…the bad memory

~*RIGHT NOW*~
57.What are you wearing? Nothing
58.What colour are your pants? You didn’t listen to the answer I gave!
59.What are you listening to? My fan heater
60.How are you feeling? Warm
61.What are you doing? Nothing, I don’t think this e-mail counts
62.What are you eating? My tongue
63.How many people are online? I can’t count
64.How's the weather? Looking very much like my bedroom.
65.What's on your mouse pad? My mouse.
66.What books are you reading? I’m not I’m doing this e-mail

~*GIRLS ONLY *~
67.How many lip glosses do you have? Where do I begin?! Oh girls only…right.
68.What perfume do you use?
69.What's in your purse?
70.Thong or regular panties?
71.Tall or short boys?
72.Blonde or brunette guys?
74.Boxers showing?
75.Long hair or short hair on boys?
76.What do you find annoying in a guy?
77.What's the first thing you notice about guys?

~*GUYS ONLY*~
78.What kind of cologne do you use? A strong one.
79.Whats in your pockets? I don’t have any pockets
80.Boxers or briefs? Boxers
81.Blonde or brunette girls? Brunette
82.Tall or short girls? Yes
83.Piercings on girls? In the right places (and anyone taking that the wrong way is very dirty and deserves a slap)
84.Long or short hair on girls? Yes
85.Good or bad girl? Well I wouldn’t meet a bad girl because I haven’t been to prison and that’s where bad people go. Teddy told me.
86.What do you find annoying in girls? They don’t understand man things.
87.What's the first thing you notice about girls? They’re girls

~*OTHER QUESTIONS*~
88.What was the last movie you saw? The Mask…Jim Carrey, funny man.
89.What did you have for dinner? Toast
92.What movie do you really want to see? Reservoir Dogs
93.Tell us about those scars? I fell off a pram when I was 4…got a scratch all the way up my arm. The other is from trying to open a bottle with my teeth and biting the glass instead of the cap. Bad move.
95.Where is your favourite place to travel? HMV
96.What did you last dream about? That’s a very personal question…but it was something about a questionnaire e-mail…that was more of a nightmare though.
97.What was the last thing you ate? Toast
98.If you were a crayon what colour what would you be? Me colour
99.Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? 1471
100.Do you like the person that sent this to you? It just appeared in my inbox…why should I like someone who plants things in peoples inboxes?!
101.Last movie you watched? It’s still The Mask…or do you expect us to be watching a film while doing this?!
103.Are you too shy to ask someone out? If I’m in the perfect situation…Yes
104.Scary movies or happy ending? Happy…What are they there for if not to be enjoyed by me…and Teddy.
105.Summer or winter? Autumn
106.Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolla
107.Do you want your friends to write back? We’re back to this friends thing again…and Teddy doesn’t have e-mail, his paws are too big for a keyboard.
108.Who is most likely to respond? Yes
109.Who is least likely to respond? No
110.What did you do last night? Saw a play about death. I enjoyed it :)

If only I had a car

On Thursday 29th of June, I left 22Stanmore street to start my new life in a new house. With term over and Brighton on the way, however, moving into a house in Leeds when I would be there for the extent of a day didn't seem highly productive. Living with parents is quite good. No extra rent, lifts to places, food at all the right times, extra food if I feel like it, nice and slow dial-up internet...it's excellent. It took a total of three car loads full-to-the-brim-and-bursting to get all of my crap out of house A which had slowly accumulated over the year. My dad came up at about 10, and as my earlier blog Home Time... stated I have to behonest, I didn't get much sleep. My dad arrived about an hour after I thought he would but my packing was going pretty bad so it was nice to have a car to move things into. My house mate (a small yorkshire-man currently working at Caffe Nero) was getting pretty irate because I did pretty much no cleaning and left the house in a not-very-good state. I don't want to have to put up with that again so this year I will clean with joy in my heart. Like that song..."I've got joy, joy, joy, in my heart, joy in my heart, joy in my heart...".

In the midst of all of this my dad also got a flat tyre. That was good, or not so good, maybe even bad if you consider we wanted to set off when the tyre man came out. By that I don't mean he admitted for the first time to anyone that he was homosexual, but simply that he arrived from his station to fix the tyre. Right now there is a road sweeper outside the back of my house, and as soon as I started to write about him he reversed his vehicle very swiftly. I can still hear him though, you're not gone yet my pretty... He's back.

Anyway, I moved back to Leeds two weeks later, with only two car loads and a box of rubbish for my parents to deal with. i felt quite bad because I said I would transfer the rubbish from the box to bin bags but then I forgot. When we arrived at the house (Number 220 , a house modelled around Ikea) We found a fairly serious problem before we even got in. That was, my front door key was not the front door key. I had another key so we tried the back door, only it was bolted from the inside so there was no hope of rescue. We set off (me and papa) to RedBrick Properties head office of Leeds and told them the problem. A silly yound girl grave me another set of keys which...also didn't work. Back once more and this time a helpful man got all the keys together and said "here's your problem..." I thought What I've got the wrong key? You're a genius. "We had new locks put in and you're isn't a new key. It should look like this..." And showed me a complicated toothed key. FInally gertting into the house meant realising...hmm...this is a rather nice house. I could live here. Which is a good thing because I am. But after a lot of opening and closing doors and boxes I moved in. THat was that, dad and brother (who came up on the second journey) went away and I relaxed in my humble abode.

I'll tell you one thing though, I'd rather be in "my Father's house", anyday.

What is it this time?

Ok. This is ridiculous. If anyone can understand: http://harttx-n-arr0ws.blogspot.com/ please let me know.
This completely understandable either to a computer programmer or this new age of 12-year-old-text-messaging-in-any-format generation.


About 5 weeks ago, in my old house, I was rudely awoken (at half past 9 in the morning) by a man an his team of builders, in the house next to mine, in the room next to my room, and his drill. It wasn't a simple *wheeeee* it was a definite and continual *brwrr**brwrr**brwrr* -break- *brwrr**brwrr**brwrr**brwrr**brwrr* -break-...(oh they've finished) *brwrr**brwrr**brwrr**brwrr**brwrr**brwrr**brwrr*. This got me very irate. It just kept me awake and there was no real purpose. They weren't making any progress, the just kept drilling. This annoyed me so much I felt like trying to jump through the wall and giving the man a slap. As I played with this thought it developed to me snatching the drill out of his hands and drilling it into his head. I didn't you'll be pleased to *brwrr**brwrr**brwrr* know but it really was that ridicuously, absurdly aggravating.

I've moved house now, I will tell of the Shenanigans involved with that at some point soon.

Until then, pleas translate this website: http://harttx-n-arr0ws.blogspot.com/

Well...This is awkward

On my way down to London I realised I had a lot to Blog about. So I began to write things down that Needed To Be Told To The Internet. Regrettably some of these notes now make no sense to me. The top one being " Keys & Starbucks". If anyone can tell me what that might be about I'll give you a prize.

I recently moved house. Thursday in fact. I would therefore have blogged sooner if I had had the internet when NTL (idiot) had sorted out their ridiculous system. After getting a nice but dim yorkshirish man round for installation of my equipment I spent two and a half hours on hold being sent back and forth from the main customer services and house movers departments of NTL support helpline. Why? Because I moved house but they had only told the aforementioned man, not the electrical system that would have made everything a lot easier to then install and get my internet up and running. After half an hour on hold I got through to person A "I need a PIN to install the software" said I. A said "I need to set up and account, let me put you on hold for 25 minutes while I speak to a senior employee". While speaking to the latter old man I was put on hold and then someone just picked up the line and asked me how they could help. I explained the situation "I've just moved house and need a PIN". This kept going for about 2 hours. Then I thought I'm going to try again and tell the first person I get to to put me straight through to somebody not put me in a half hour queue. It worked. I got through to a bubbly woman to which I said "I'm glad you're happy, I'm just sorry I can't respond with the same chirpiness you have, I've had a bad day because of your employer." She put me through to a man who may have been called Simon. It's an educated guess but I could be entirely wrong. He said (in his reassuringly Indian accent)"You need to wait until midnight to night visit this address (address quoted but unable to type for security reasons) type in username, password and keep clicking continue." "Is that it?" I asked in disbelief. "Yes, I am very sorry I work for an idiot company" I wish he'd said that. All he said was "Very sorry it took you so long to get to talk to an intelligent person" I wish he'd said that. It was actually just a basic "Thank you for calling (idiot) NTL, I'm glad I could help (eventually). Goodbye" One thing I can't understand why some call centre employees end a conversation with "See you later" because I really won't.

So now I have the internet. Life is better when it's sunny.

Far too long

And not just a piece of string.

I have been away. This is the main reason for no post for nearly 10 days. The main reason for this is that I've been in Brighon. Actually it's more that I've been in Sheffield, London, Hillingdon (Uxbridge), Brighton, Devon, Hillingdon, London and now back in Sheffield. I would be back in Leeds but I'm in a strange transition period of house and the like; and in Sheffield I get fed a lot better for a lot cheaper.

I did all of this traveling because I felt going to Brighton was a good idea. If any of you know what was going on Brighton this will make a lot more sense to you, for those who don't I will tell you. It was the Brighton Leadership Conference with NFI (New Frontiers) and it was flipping awesome. I was going with the knowledge it would be ok. I'd heard some things from various veterans to the trip, (*I shrug*), it was mostly good.

Two main themes came out of it all: - Purity, and the Holy Spirit. Living for God, and getting as much of Him as possible. For those of you who want to know about living for God read my earlier blog this time of night is asking for it it's all good. A good analogy for living for God is that you love him and like with marriage if somebody you love asks you to do or not do something you will do it. Of course we make mistakes but you try and He's willing to help. The conviction of the Holy Spirit cuts you off from modern culture and you become different. I think this is all magnificent, and that is why I live like I do.

Getting the most from the Holy Spirit is also a good thing. God wants us to experience Him and if we don't then living for Him is not as easy. I, personally, have been baptised in water, and in the Spirit and it makes life so much more exciting. The over-flowing of Spirit from me (mainly God, actually) makes me want others to experience it too. The main sign (look for this, because it is one distinguishing feature) is that when baptised in the Holy Spirit the outpouring causes speaking in tongues. If you want it ask God for it, and try speaking in tongues as well. You can't speak without opening your mouth.

Let me just clarify you may never speak in tongues again, but biblically (which is a rather good resource on these things) baptism of the Spirit is signified by peaking in tongues. From this gifts of the Spirit will come upon you, this is all great. A great gift to have is faith.

I encourage you; get involved with God. Jesus is waiting for your requests (to forgive, bless and change you). There's only one thing you need to do, and there are no excuses because He knows you inside out.

You'll have to wait another time to hear about Devon; I limit myself to one blog a day, I'm afraid.

I love God.