Still swinging on me tyre.

I've created a new, Friends Only journal. Please check your friends list to see if you have any new additions. I think I've added as many friends from this journal as I will, so if I haven't added you, I'm sorry.

This journal has run its course.

Fin.

I finally made it to the end of my eight-shift stint and now I only have to work Monday and I'll be free as a bird for almost a month. I even got chatting to a friendly office worker, Tracey, who let me into a secret way in which I can extend my holiday. It's all complicated, but it means I don't use up so much of my vacation time ( Read more... )

The pieces of the jigsaws are coming together. Unfortunately, it's a million jigsaws and I've finished just three. Plane tickets and travel insurance are finally resolved and in my hand. My anxiety at what lies ahead is manifesting itself in many ways, but the most recent is a rash on the back of my legs. No doubt stress related and undoubtedly not ( Read more... )

Last night was rather a surprise. I hadn't even planned to speak to Kerry on the phone. She said she had things to discuss, things which had been playing on her mind in the last couple of days since the week-long afterglow of me giving her the news of my arrival. I was quite nervous. She phoned. She asked whether my arrival now will impact our long ( Read more... )

Kerry and I have had quite a frank, impromptu discussion tonight about some of my reservations about America.

More later.

My car is fucked again. Great.

Kerry: I didn't tell you my air conditioner problems so that you would give me money, love
Kerry: I told you so I could vent
Me: ironically

I worked on a new gang today as part of my promise to cover Jim's shifts. Work was dead due to the Independence Day weekend hangover. I was made to feel extremely stupid by a co-worker. Not his fault at all. He was just talking about the wonders of Staff Travel. I went along with him, giving him the impression I'm going by Staff Travel. But I won't ( Read more... )