I am not going to write about my bad morning, because I'm not sure that the funny/awful would translate too well into text and some of it is pretty funny, so it would be a shame to lose that in the WAHWAHWAH.
However, I would like it known that the world is too small and the universe continues to have a wicked sense of humour.
Both myself and Hopper have just, or are about to, commemorate our continued survival for the past year. Given this is a gathering-appropriate event, we thought we would combine our shared existence into one almighty power-ranger-like explosion, also known as drinks/food at Spoons on Friday.
I'm not entirely sure what the cause of this is, but I have noticed that in the last month or so my memory, both long-term and short-term, has been getting worse
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I have one bad dream (that ranges from bad to nightmarish depending) that I generally don't go more than a fortnight without experiencing. It is one of the staples of my subconscious now, and I'm really rather sick of it
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I do really, honestly want to work for you. Believe me. Even on your undisclosed salary. Being unemployed is making life very difficult and frankly there are worse places I could end up.
But why, ohdeargodwhy, do I have to fill in four separate application forms for four essentially identical jobs?
I am going to see this. Although I originally was thinking Friday, looking at times and prices I have discovered one at 23.25 on Thursday (in 3D). This is both cheaper and means I get a bit longer with my lovely family.
People who fancy pottering along, by all means do. I have heard it is very good.
I put off writing these a lot recently on the basis that I'm often too tired, and think I'll come back to it when I have more energy. I don't often get round to doing that
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