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The light at the end of the tunnel...
I almost have a degree. All my work is up and in a nice little pile in the exhibition space. I reckon I'm on for a 2:1, but to make things interesting, I'll shave my head if I get a first. Interesting is relative.
Being the massive nerd that I am, I really, really, really want to buy this.
I also want to live with someone who wouldn't mind playing ( Read more... ) -
Lunch
Reduced Fat houmous is disgusting. -
Another Sunday evening.
My new years resolution to update my Livejournal at least once a week is going pretty miserably. I think I entered into that pact with myself in the same spirit I entered into the observable phenomena thing I did before Xmas after finishing my dissertation. I wasn’t doing anything but moping round complaining I couldn’t think of anything to do, so ( Read more... ) -
Meme machine
A) Four jobs I have had in my life: Administration assistant for RTA, Sales assistant for SSP at Sheffield Train Station, Telesales canvasser for RTA and general agency caterer for a company called Bald Fox ( Read more... ) -
Another Sunday Evening
This week and weekend so far has been a bit hectic. I’ve finally managed to get some sort of routine with both my sleeping and working, actually synchronised in some productive order. Which is much better than going to bed at 2 and waking up at 11 ( Read more... ) -
Boozing the night away.
Does anyone fancy coming out for a booze with me on saturday? I'd like to do some sort of miniature crawl, like various pubs along the 142 route, ending in smile. text or ring me if you fancy it :) it might even be fun! -
Time to Re MEME ber
Once again, it has been rather a while since I last updated this here Livejournal. I’d love to say it was because I’ve been really busy working really hard, but that would be a lie ( Read more... ) -
I don't give a foucault.
It is October already. The 4th. The 4th of October. Where did the summer I had set aside to do my dissertation go? I had all these plans to lock myself up in my room and write and write and write. But now it’s October and I’ve got thousands of words to write about something or other and no time in which to do it. Crimony! It peculiarly feels like ( Read more... )
