My name is...

Anonymity. It's quite important to me. Not because I think anything I write is particularly controversial, or that anyone would be interested in stalking me, but because I don't like the idea of instantly linked with what I've blogged.

What I write is truly what I think. But its not always appropriate to voice your opinions loudly regardless of the situation or company you're in. For example, I probably wouldn't launch into a rant about American politics, or cotton wool culture to everyone I met. I wouldn't talk about sex education with someone I didn't know very well. Nor would I be likely to discuss my religious views at work. Or death.

So having a barrier between the real 'me' and the Mylissa who blogs is important. I can (and do) tell my friends where to find my blog. But I don't include the link in the countless job applications that I'm sending out. you get my point.

So the recent ruling regarding the 'outing' of the award-winning Night Jack blogger has come as a bit of a shock. Of course, his situation is rather different. Blogging identifiable details about ongoing police cases was unjustifiably stupid. But the whole thing does beg the question, how easy would it be for someone to track down who I really am? (And no, that's not a challenge...)

Summer is here!

It is official. Summer is definitely here. Not only was it the Summer Solstice yesterday, but Wimbledon has started. Cue the strawberries and cream, the jugs of Pimms and the harsh shrieks and grunts as tennis balls connect with rackets.

Excitingly, there are British hopes this year. Not just the talented, but occasionally inarticulate Andy Murray, but the young Laura Robson. Hopefully they'll both do well. Fingers crossed I get a job and am unable to watch every match...

Update: Bad luck Laura...

Good service and unemployment

Well so much for having internet connection.  A certain British telecommunications company (I name no names), having connected our phone line, decided (in their great wisdom) to cut us off.  They apologised, admitted it was their fault and then told us it would be 3 weeks before we could be reconnected...

Customer service?  You must be joking...

We are, in fact, due to be reconnected on Wednesday. O2, our internet provider, have been very helpful and hopefully the internet will connect as soon as the phone line does. 

It really shouldn't be this difficult, although I must say it has been Llyando who has done a lot of the phoning, rather than me.  As you know, I'm not very good at being assertive.

In other news, I'm now unemployed.  My contract came to an end and the organisation I was working for couldn't keep me on.  So, I'm spending my time searching for a job.  Any job.  Really any job.  So if anyone out there wishes to employ me, please let me know!

Otherwise I'll have to be a kept woman while continuing my bid for world domination through blogging...

Back for good...

And I'm back. for good this time! We do, finally, have internet! (queue more frequent posts).

In celebration of this momentous occasion, I would like to direct you to the fantastic website http://www.comparethemeerkat.com/
It is amazing, particularly Aleksandr's tv adverts and blooper reel.

Genius bit of advertising really and very funny.


Now I'm off to try and remember how to write proper blog posts....

Still breathing

Yes, I'm still aliiiiiive! 

Apologies (again) for the lack of posts.  Not enough internet time, plus I'm looking for a job.  So every lunch break I spend my time trawling the net for exciting jobs rather than blogging.  Shameful, isn't it?

Anyway, thank you CorfuBob for your kind offer of posting things for me, but I'm just going to let you all stew for a bit.  Seriously, nothing exciting has happened anyway.  Apart from my car dying.  And going to watch the Six Nations battle between England and Scotland at Twickenham.

I have a few days holiday coming up, so I might have a chance to post then!

Bye for now....

Connections

No internet yet I'm afraid, but we might get it soon... Probably no posts until the weekend! Try to survive...

Quote of the Day

I don't mean to imply, incidentally, that absolutely everyone who takes their clothes off for a living is desperate, miserable or exploited. That's the cliche, but really - can you name a profession in which there aren't people who are desperate, miserable or exploited? Which would you rather do? Strip for a camera now and then, or work full-time in an office sitting beside a perspiring Coldplay fan who spends each lunchtime getting bits of moist cheese-and-onion crisp in his goatee and chortling over his Facebook messages?

Charlie Brooker

Back to reality

Well I’m back from my holiday and feeling, well, un-refreshed to be honest.
Having now reached 25 years of life I feel older and wiser, or perhaps not.
Our few days in a holiday cottage in Northumberland did not go without a hitch due to a lack of hot water and a blocked chimney. A letter will be written to the organisation concerned. Then there was a weekend in Durham seeing friends, which was nice, but there was not much sleep followed by a lot of driving (although I disgraced myself as co-pilot and dozed off while Llyando was driving).

So now back to the grindstone, but I’m ready for another holiday already. Bring on the weekend….

More to the point, however, blogging recommences from today. And hopefully (*fingers crossed*) we might have internet at home soon!

100th post!

This is my 100th post!

It was, admittedly, a slow start and progress has been hampered by a lack of internet connection.  but I've made it, this first milestone.  Next step - 500...

In honour of this momentous occasion, I would like to encourage comments on how its gone so far, which have been your favourite posts, any topics you'd like me to cover and any changes you would make if it was your blog.

If you do think Mylissa's Nemeton is the most wonderful blog in the world, then please follow or share!

Thank you all for reading. :D

Mylissa xxx

I would like to be... on holiday

I would like to be on holiday.

Oh wait, I am!

Officially on holiday now for just over a week.  We'll be in deepest, darkest Northumberland for most of it (after a weekend in Dorset), so please don't expect any posts!

I do intend to write (on a piece of paper) a couple of posts and will upload them when I'm back, so you wont be without for too long.  Try not to miss me. I'm sure you'll cope...