1. Forgetting people's birthdays (sorry to stuart and ricky, livejournal tried to let me know but to no success ( Read more... )

This week on Byres Road there has been a lovely big issue seller, a woman in her forties although looks a bit older, singing in the street as she hands out her magazine for the small sum of £1.50. From greggs to Obriens you can hear her voice as clear as a bell ( Read more... )

Job 1- sales assistant in a busy Byres road shop. Well not busy but i hear often there are small flurries of people. Usually when I'm not there and they are on their own. My main responsibilities are serving, well not serving as such, more shouting across the shop about what they need and telling them that we have more than one black strapped watch ( Read more... )

As of late, my life as taken something of an organised path. An organised path through the large amount of chaos I am currently living in. My small paper journal I carry around with me used to be in the form of a small note at the top reminding me to do something and then a wee blurb about my day. Now it is full of "call x" "do this" and even more ( Read more... )

15 eggs for a pound meant the quest for fluffy omlette and lovely french toast, growing your own basil means more pasta sauce than you could possibly ever eat. Dave the cat and his pants shaped nose, morgans based shouting out of the window, living tv's most haunted, Lost being all types of awesome, watching adult swim with a drunk carrieann, ( Read more... )

Trying to chuck out a lot of papers and decide whats for keeping and whats for chucking, its like "ticket stubs and letters KEEP" and "boring bills and rubbish company mail CHUCK ( Read more... )

Its easier to get a job when you have a job.

The person who said that was a liar. I am now having to write my mum's address on application forms because I'm moving home for a few months.

I would like a job please.

How can one month be so so busy? And yet...I've watched far too much day time tv and also played far too much of rosco's playstation (oh sweet sweet final fantasy, how you tempt me so). This month I have went to two balls, cinderella has nothing on me really. The first was the physics ball where I was one of those pesky BAGs (boyfriends and ( Read more... )

No one ever seems to update this livejournal thing anymore. Has everyone migrated to bebo and myspace and forgot the gentle art of blogging ( Read more... )

So me and the bank have been having words the last few months, they say I owe them lots of money and I say that I don't own them anything other than charges which are illegal in scotland kiddies ( Read more... )