I was supposed to finish work today, but my boss asked me to stay for longer... to preserve my sanity I bullied him down to me coming in 2/3 days a week so yay, cash moneys but also sort of freedom! Friday night, cooking home-made Indian with the man (beef dansak, onion bhajis, chapattis and bombay potatoes) and watching horror films in honour of Friday 13th. Is it lame that I'm ridiclously excited that I actually get to stay up late tonight and drink cider and watch shit and play on the Sims 3 because I don't have to get up for work tomorrow? FUCK YOU CLUBBING AND DRUGS AND FRIENDS, I'M A HOME BODY NOW.
Except not really, but these kind of things are just bloody beautiful after a long day's work.
Friday 13 July 2012
Wednesday 11 July 2012
there's no one I can talk to like I talk to myself
Apologies for not having posted in an age, my laptop's done yet another wondrous thing and decided not to let me post on my blog - I'm on my desktop now but I'm very rarely on here so yay.
Life is a weird one right now; I'm still undecided as to whether having a full time job over summer is a) a marvellous idea which is cultivating me into a responsible, independent, dollar flashing woman or b) making me feel like a distinctly lost, depressed and still semi-broke student. Either way, I'm exhausted 90% of the time and I feel like I hardly get to see anyone or really do anything.
Saying that, I did go to London for my sister's graduation on Thursday which was bladdy lovely - followed by seeing Die Antwoord which was absolutely insane. I also went to see Kimya Dawson last night which I was a huge messy wreck for, but in a good way. I'm in a bit of a dilemma because I'm supposed to be finishing at this transcription company on Friday which I'm super excited about because I'll actually have my summer back, but at the same time I think my boss might ask me to stay for longer because things seem so hectic at the moment and he keeps complaining about not having enough typists. I can't really turn down the money, but at the same I feel too young and careless for this shit.
Life is a weird one right now; I'm still undecided as to whether having a full time job over summer is a) a marvellous idea which is cultivating me into a responsible, independent, dollar flashing woman or b) making me feel like a distinctly lost, depressed and still semi-broke student. Either way, I'm exhausted 90% of the time and I feel like I hardly get to see anyone or really do anything.
Saying that, I did go to London for my sister's graduation on Thursday which was bladdy lovely - followed by seeing Die Antwoord which was absolutely insane. I also went to see Kimya Dawson last night which I was a huge messy wreck for, but in a good way. I'm in a bit of a dilemma because I'm supposed to be finishing at this transcription company on Friday which I'm super excited about because I'll actually have my summer back, but at the same time I think my boss might ask me to stay for longer because things seem so hectic at the moment and he keeps complaining about not having enough typists. I can't really turn down the money, but at the same I feel too young and careless for this shit.
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