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Sep. 3rd, 2003 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI had a really good session with my therapist today...
Well, actually, that's a lie on so many levels it's scary. I do not have a therapist, for a start. That there sentance is the sole responsibility of Andrew, and also www.teenopendiary.com
I know, I know. I'm probably going to go to hell for laughing at other people's journals and their emotional pain, but... gods. Was very funny. And so he asked me to put that as my first line. And so I did.
Well, I've officially given up dancing now. Down the phone, don't you know. After minor terror over telling scary Anne about giving up (anyone ever read my fic Impact? No? Well, go and read it. She gets a cameo in it.) I told her. She was suprisingly okay about it, which rather confirmed my suspicion that it was me at the back holding everyone up. I will go, and give a thank you card, and I will go to all the shows, but I feel free now. Wheeeeee!
So, back to college properly tomorrow. Oh, yay. I have done (most) of my homework, bar politics, which doesn't need to be in until Monday. (thanks be to Jess, who knew all the questions I didn't) I have ironed my jeans. I have not picked anything vaguely to do with Enrichment (the Fresher's Fair is tomorrow. I will pick then). I also have yet to pack my bag. I blame this all on Robert Rankin, who is a bit like Terry Pratchett, but seems to have less of a grip on Earth, despite writing about the thing. I feel I may have a new reading addiction, like I need another one.
Also on the agenda tomorrow is getting money out of the bank, while leaving enough in for Muse tickets, buying Katie's birthday present (everything in my life has all seemed to converge on Saturday. Help) and coming home from college. Presuming anything is open. Yes, my life is getting hectic again. Happy joy! Not.
And I really don't think I'll be able to come to the Red Dwarf Weekend. *wails* Won't get home until about 6, need to shower etc, so say I'm ready at seven, then it's probably still too late. *wails*
And now I will go, and pack my bag. Oh, yay.
~Hathy_Col~
Well, actually, that's a lie on so many levels it's scary. I do not have a therapist, for a start. That there sentance is the sole responsibility of Andrew, and also www.teenopendiary.com
I know, I know. I'm probably going to go to hell for laughing at other people's journals and their emotional pain, but... gods. Was very funny. And so he asked me to put that as my first line. And so I did.
Well, I've officially given up dancing now. Down the phone, don't you know. After minor terror over telling scary Anne about giving up (anyone ever read my fic Impact? No? Well, go and read it. She gets a cameo in it.) I told her. She was suprisingly okay about it, which rather confirmed my suspicion that it was me at the back holding everyone up. I will go, and give a thank you card, and I will go to all the shows, but I feel free now. Wheeeeee!
So, back to college properly tomorrow. Oh, yay. I have done (most) of my homework, bar politics, which doesn't need to be in until Monday. (thanks be to Jess, who knew all the questions I didn't) I have ironed my jeans. I have not picked anything vaguely to do with Enrichment (the Fresher's Fair is tomorrow. I will pick then). I also have yet to pack my bag. I blame this all on Robert Rankin, who is a bit like Terry Pratchett, but seems to have less of a grip on Earth, despite writing about the thing. I feel I may have a new reading addiction, like I need another one.
Also on the agenda tomorrow is getting money out of the bank, while leaving enough in for Muse tickets, buying Katie's birthday present (everything in my life has all seemed to converge on Saturday. Help) and coming home from college. Presuming anything is open. Yes, my life is getting hectic again. Happy joy! Not.
And I really don't think I'll be able to come to the Red Dwarf Weekend. *wails* Won't get home until about 6, need to shower etc, so say I'm ready at seven, then it's probably still too late. *wails*
And now I will go, and pack my bag. Oh, yay.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2003-09-03 09:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-03 10:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-09-04 05:20 pm (UTC)even if you come late, still come! we'll sort something out!
what is it you have to do on saturday?
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Date: 2003-09-04 08:00 pm (UTC)Training. How to use the tills, hoe not to rip people#s heads off if they get pissy, how to wear the uniform, stuff like that.
Although I do get £20 for turning up.
To be frank, I don't know how I'll get to your house, although I really would like to. Badly. Already tried the "could you give me a lift?" routine. and thats been a frank no.
Could you send me the bus details, maybe? I'll see how long it'll take me to get there, and see what I can do from there.
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Date: 2003-09-04 09:12 pm (UTC)When you get there, exit the station and turn right -- you walk past a Warner Brothers Cinema. Cross the road at the end, and walk across the car park (at least, I think it's a car park!) that's slightly left of you and there's a giant glass-and-yellow bus station that curves round in a horseshoe shape. Really, it's kinda hard to miss... Ask someone if you manage to get lost. :)
All you need to do then is go to Stand 4, and catch either the 71 or 72 bus - between them they come every 10 minutes. The journey is between 35 and 40 minutes usually, and we can meet you at Heswall Bus Station (the end of the line, so everyone will get off) and walk back to mine.
Eek, that's quite long... to summarise:
Wirral Line - Conway Park (10 mins)
Turn Right, walk across car park
Big glass-and-yellow thing, Stand 4
Bus 71 or 72 to Heswall (40 mins)
Usually I'd leave Liverpool an hour before needing to be back in Heswall.
Would it be quicker if you came straight from Homebase and showered here or is that not near a train station? Or is that just not possible?
You can arrive as late as you want, we'll still be up!