Grrr arrgh

24 July 2006

I had intended to write a really witty and entertaining post on the difference between the “Spray More, Get More” ad campaign from Lynx[1] and the Impulse Tease[2] ad. Cause the difference seems to suggest that all men want is to be sexified. While all women want is to be chased, but not caught. Cause female + sex = slut, much better to be a tease don’t you think? Where as male + sex = Stud. I wonder what the reaction would be if they reversed the Lynx ad, to show a woman being the object of hundreds of men’s attention?

But I’m not going to. Mainly because it would involve too much effort, and instead I’m going to moan about my sleep last night. Or lack thereof.

Went to bed, window open cause of heat. But that meant noise. Which at first wasn’t too bad. But got worse and worse and worse. And it didn’t help that I had a bit of headache. Nothing major, just a little one. But bloody cars sitting outside with their engines running at 2 o’clock in the morning didn’t help at all. And then the hundreds of people who left the building shouting about how sorry they were to keep the driver waiting. That wasn’t much help either. Nor did the alarm that then decided that now would be a good time to go off. And then stop. And then start again.

Plus it was too hot under the duvet, and too cold without it. So eventually I rolled out of bed, looking for some headache tablets, which I knew I knew I had, because I remembered buying them in Boots a few weeks ago. But they weren’t in the bag where they should have been. There were plasters there. And savlon. And blister plasters. And Beechams. And an empty box of Hedex. I wasn’t happy. But headed back to bed, after grabbing a light blanket. Which was still too hot.

Eventually I slept. And woke. And slept and woke.

Until finally my alarm went off at ten to 7, when I snoozed it for my vital extra 15 minutes. Only for another alarm, much closer to go off. And that was almost worse than the whole night of interrupted sleep. To have my final ten minutes so destroyed. I was not a happy camper, let me tell you. So I got up. 15 minutes early. And headed to have my breakfast. Only to discover that the full litre of unopened milk sitting in the fridge is out of date today. Whatever, I still used it on my breakfast. But must remember to buy more this evening. Remind me before I leave work won’t you?

And before leaving for work I did find those headache tablets. Sitting in the Boots bag, by the bin. Where they’ve been for almost a month now. Memo to self, check all those 5 billion bags this evening and then throw them out.

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14 Responses

  1. NineMoons says:

    Oh my poor child. The noise sounds dreadful enough but the headache tablet scenario is one of my own personal nightmares.

    I had to put earplugs in on Saturday because of the wretched backpackers in the hostel over the river deciding to stay up late drinking and smoking in the back yard of the hostel. But it wasn't too bad since I didn't have to get up that early the next day.

    The weird thing about having earplugs in is that you can't hear any of the other noises that you normally hear. So that when you are sleeping soundly and your boyfriend comes in at five a.m. and pops into bed beisde you, you nearly have heart failure because you didn't hear the door. Then when his alarm goes off at nine the next morning because he is definitely, positively, certainly going into work on Sunday to get some overtime done, and he rolls over to hit the alarm onto snooze but because he's still a bit pisht he rolls the wrong way and you are woken up from your dreams about Gormenghast (of all places) by being thumped in the stomach. Thank God the duvet took most of the force. :-)

  2. Fence says:

    Well it wasn't a bad headache, wouldn't really have noticed it apart from all the noise last night, so I coped :)

    I don't mind noise on a Sat night, and I'm pretty used to it by now so can usually sleep through it. but engines running outside on the street really do echo like nothing else.

  3. anne says:

    Don't forget to buy milk.

    And you know I want to pat your arm and go all "awwww, poor dahhhling" because of the sleep thing. Get a water spray, and spray yourself right as you go to bed, it helps a bit.

  4. NineMoons says:

    Do you remember that happening constantly when we lived in Mountjoy Square? Even five floors up it was maddening. An idling engine sets my teeth on edge.

  5. Fence says:

    Thanks Anne, I'm sure I'll remember now :) So you're proposing that I soak myself and then try to sleep in the wet? Hmmmm, is this payback for the meme.

    NM, it wasn't so bad in Mountjoy, cause the trees didn't bounce the sound back :) And there weren't any delivery trucks sitting outside most mornings

  6. anne says:

    Spray yourself lightly then. My mistake – I know I should spell everything out… :)
    Seriously, it works.

  7. NineMoons says:

    They were giving an Evian facial spray away free with a six pack of Evian bottles in the supermarket. Or you could rinse out a dettox buidéal and use that… Maybe rinse and repeat.

    There are too many smileys on this page. It's disturbing. Why are we all so happy? We're at frakkin WORK.

    I watched three eps of Battlestar yesterday. I really preferred Baltar's old hair. I miss the Chief being with Boomer and trying to take care of her. And I'm going to marry Helo. He would be an Ideal Husband – kind, loyal, protective, smart, sweet, honourable… Plus, DAMN is he tall. And deeply, deeply hot. So hot that they wrote a whole crazy storyline for him just so's he could survive being left on Caprica. Sigh.

  8. Kelly says:

    Ahem. Some of us have only seen Battlestar season 2.0, and have not been lucky enough to venture into 2.1. Or 2.5, or whatever the hell it is. I'm not bitter though, Nines, just disturbed to find out that Baltar may no longer have his mad hair. I need his mad hair! I'm not even going to watch the show now.

    I'm glad you're all better now, Fence. Or are you cranky from lack of sleep?

  9. NineMoons says:


    Am confussed. What I have seen is:

    Battlestar Miniseries.

    Battlestar Season One (currently re-watching, earlier Baltar with mad hair but just less of it.)

    Battlestar Season Two (finished a few months ago, both here and in the States, if you have the channel.)

    What have you seen? Just the miniseries and season one? Or just season two? Wha?

    On reflection, I think it is much better for me if Baltar's hair remains extra extra long and mad. Because then I don't find him so disturbingly attractive. I need help.

  10. Kelly says:

    Nines, season two of Battlestar is split into two parts. I know, BIZARRE. I rented what I thought was the entire season 2 at the video store, and made this super huge big deal about them not giving me the rest of it – had them running around looking for it frantically – when all along the second part hadn't been released yet. It made me furious! So, I haven't seen the whole season yet.

    I love Baltar, but then, I always love the baddies. I need help, too.

  11. Fence says:

    Sorta like they split Lost over here. You can buy half a season before it finishes on C4, and then the full season after. Something to do with rights, although they don't seem to take into account that we see things differently here in Ireland.

  12. NineMoons says:

    Ah. OK. 2.5 is released on the 19th September in US, the full season two is released on the 28th August here. So I guess netflix or whoever will have it shortly thereafter. Although (as I am sitting exams from the 21st of August), I should point out that that is AGES and AGES and possibly even aeons away.

  13. Talena says:

    Just had to comment about the ad: nasty!

    But sex doesn't sell or anything.

  14. Fence says:

    Not at all Talena ;)