There's been an alarm ringing outside all day. It's driving me insane. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh. And stuff.

See what happens when i'm not at work. Tuttuttut.

I'm all giddy cos i got a raise and i have an entire weekend off and, well, you know, cos i'm tom. I was sat in work grinning to myself. People must think i'm insane.

Poker night at ours on saturday. Alledgedly.

Mitchell and Webb live at the lowry on the 29th of october. Come ( Read more... )

One of the most satisfying experiences i have ever experienced is getting a payslip, looking at the part where it tells you how much tax you've paid and seeing -178 pounds. Tax rebates are awesome. So is earning 400 quid in one week. Plus, it was casual friday today, which makes work slightly better than it usually is. Which is nice. So all in all ( Read more... )

I've come to the realisation that my "easy to please" characteristic extends to what can only be described, however hollow the premise, as my professional career, in that i have a crappy job in a crappy call centre and i am not in the slightest bit discontent with this setup ( Read more... )

I got a job.

I'm so clever.

I'm getting really fucking tired of beurocracy and hypocracy and all the other things that end in cracy ( Read more... )

I got an N.I. number, i'm no longer an illegal little foreigner :)

Except for the little part. I'm still little.

People should come out tonight to celebrate because a)i'm great and b)hardly anyone comes out anymore.

There are two motives for rejoicing. We have the internets. And I got a 2:2.

Rock on.

That was a nice interview. I liked that interview. *pats it on the head*.

If all goes to plan i'll have a job on monday. And there shall be much rejoicing.

Also, if anybody's bored and want's to help me rekindle my social life, give me a tinkle.

Whenever.