Hi there all. I'm back from my extended break. Hope you saved a seat for me. Christmas and New Year were OK. Nothing especially brilliant. Had some holidays from work, still farting about aimlessly.

Handed in my notice for this job a week ago, so three more weeks till I'm a free woman again! Woo!

Thinking of scooting down to Engerland in car with ( Read more... )

Hello, hello, everyone. I still haven't yet perished. I'm still alive and well roaming around the vicinity of mother Glasgow, snatching bare minimal sleep five nights a week and attempting to reclaim my life as I once knew it on the remaining two. Unlike a lot of my fellow Glaswegians, this doesn't always entail copious drinking, as I have never to ( Read more... )

I meant to let you know what the hell I was up to sooner than this, but didn't quite get 'round to it. So...

I'm currently working in callcentre of the bank Abbey, dealing with Personal Banking. I went to within a hair's breadth of being dismissed, after failing my test call three times, but got a fourth try 'cause they had so much faith in me, and ( Read more... )

Quick Update ( Read more... )

"If I had a heart attack mid-fuck, do you think you'd keep going?"

I think I'm hilarious...

Greetings from London, everyone - for that it where I am located as I type this. I was at Live Earth last night and it was tremendous fun, and then when it was all done I had to negotiate the maze that is the London Underground, with considerable success for a complete debutante, and then I had to locate my Youth Hostel. It was a bit like ( Read more... )

Apologies for the prolonged unexplained silence, I've been alternating between exceptional business and exceptional laziness, and hammering out endless group emails instead of sharing my exploits with the general public.

Far too much has happened for me even to begin on the lowdown - so to make up for all the neglected word-count, on the basis that ( Read more... )

Got a text yesterday saying: "Never mind thinking about jobby jobs. Marry me and I'll keep you in clover."

Think I should go for it?

It's been more than a forntight since I last updated this journal. Where does all the time go? Could Einstein give me a definitive answer on that one? Well, could he? 'Cause I'd really like to know...

Well, to continue what was to be continued, quickly: About a month ago now (eek) Paul thought I was at risk of topping myself after I had written ( Read more... )

I'm starting to think that I really should consider doing something about the fact that even bachelors are telling me that my bedroom is in need of a little TLC...


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