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Jul. 28th, 2004 02:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolAfter long experimentation and extensive use of the microwave, I have discovered that beans are out because I keep on confused piercing and bean, mushroom soup is out because it tastes like shit but bread is the way forward. I like bread. Also now like Weetabix. It’s with distress that I notice I’m running low on both of these items, and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
balthaser’s suggestion of noodles is Not Good, as I don’t particularly like them. I don’t want to go out. I’m feeling bohemian and I quite fancy spending all day in my pyjamas, only venturing outside to put stuff on the washing line. The sofa cushions have been reinstated and are drying nicely. Mum will never find out.
Mum has, however, found out about the tongue piercing. She texted and asked if I’d done it. Confessed via text. Three seconds after sending it, I got a phone call which ended on the dismal note of “I don’t know what your father’s going to say.” Dad won’t say anything, other than to possibly snigger at me. He dislikes piercings, but… Dad is cool. It’s what he does.
Need to go out, actually. I have not one, not two, but three CRATES of empty lager bottles to drag over to the recycling point inSafeway Morrisons. I might be able to take one crate per trip, so that’s lots of walking on the cards for me. Oh joyful day! Should have remembered when I had more people yesterday. Never mind.
Provisional licence turned up today! It’s all scary, and means I can drive officially, albeit with an instructor in the car with me. How weird. I look like I’m in a right mardy on the photo, too – my hair is also very vivid. I need to find this colour in permanent, because it’s fading now and that’s annoying.
I have to go back to work on Saturday. This makes me so sad I might cry, especially as I just agreed to do an eight-hour shift. Okay, it does mean that I’ll get paid more, and I’m going to take all the overtime I can get because I really need some more money if I’m seriously going to go to C6.
I really should go and get dressed and go to the supermarket. Now I realise why Mum almost always comes home with a Tesco’s bag when she goes to work.
~Hathy_Col~
balthaser’s suggestion of noodles is Not Good, as I don’t particularly like them. I don’t want to go out. I’m feeling bohemian and I quite fancy spending all day in my pyjamas, only venturing outside to put stuff on the washing line. The sofa cushions have been reinstated and are drying nicely. Mum will never find out.Mum has, however, found out about the tongue piercing. She texted and asked if I’d done it. Confessed via text. Three seconds after sending it, I got a phone call which ended on the dismal note of “I don’t know what your father’s going to say.” Dad won’t say anything, other than to possibly snigger at me. He dislikes piercings, but… Dad is cool. It’s what he does.
Need to go out, actually. I have not one, not two, but three CRATES of empty lager bottles to drag over to the recycling point in
Provisional licence turned up today! It’s all scary, and means I can drive officially, albeit with an instructor in the car with me. How weird. I look like I’m in a right mardy on the photo, too – my hair is also very vivid. I need to find this colour in permanent, because it’s fading now and that’s annoying.
I have to go back to work on Saturday. This makes me so sad I might cry, especially as I just agreed to do an eight-hour shift. Okay, it does mean that I’ll get paid more, and I’m going to take all the overtime I can get because I really need some more money if I’m seriously going to go to C6.
I really should go and get dressed and go to the supermarket. Now I realise why Mum almost always comes home with a Tesco’s bag when she goes to work.
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2004-07-28 07:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-28 12:14 pm (UTC)*wibbles*
Bollocks, what time? Is it later than about six?
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Date: 2004-07-28 08:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-28 12:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-28 12:39 pm (UTC)