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Feb. 23rd, 2006 07:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI have a job interview! I have to lie impressively in it, but, well, I perform well in interview and I am so skint that morals are for lesser beings.
This aside, I have done nothing but run around like a blue-arsed fly today. Five hours of work! ARGH!
*flails*
However, it is all done and I have a coursework thingie in for Wednesday, so that shall be done this weekend, as well as FINALLY catch up on lectures and whatnot. Also continue job-seeking in between my actual interview which is actually tomorrow and I have to get out of actual bed for.
Oh well.
Also fill out form tomorrow night (and there is a new realm of pain) regarding housing and then it's a case of crossing my fingers and hoping against hope.
I am going to help Katie with the cooking tonight and do some work, so I will actually not be around. My brain hurts so much that I'm actually not focussing on the words I#m writing here, so I will probably just do some reading or whatever. Reading, though. That's got to be a good thing. And also ironing on Posh Blouse and Posh Trousers.
Argh. Can't afford to arse around, so much to do, so much coursework to do, eeep.
I am not stressed. I am sort of in the blue haze of not being stressed right now, which is a good thing. I phoned my mum up to complain.
"Mum, I need some advice." [this was regarding various stuff]
"You're pregnant, aren't you?"
I howled with laughter. Sort of improved the day in sheer terms of "WTFBBQ?"
Also job interview! Positibe! Wish me luck, kids.
This terrible post was brought to you by the power of exhaustion.
[eta 23.31pm: Simon is on the phone. "I just sw your livejournal post," he says. "You never actually mentioned if you were pregnant or not."
A moment of silence. "Well, I hope I'm not! I shouldn't be!"
"I was just checking!
*facepalm*]
~Hathy_Col~
This aside, I have done nothing but run around like a blue-arsed fly today. Five hours of work! ARGH!
*flails*
However, it is all done and I have a coursework thingie in for Wednesday, so that shall be done this weekend, as well as FINALLY catch up on lectures and whatnot. Also continue job-seeking in between my actual interview which is actually tomorrow and I have to get out of actual bed for.
Oh well.
Also fill out form tomorrow night (and there is a new realm of pain) regarding housing and then it's a case of crossing my fingers and hoping against hope.
I am going to help Katie with the cooking tonight and do some work, so I will actually not be around. My brain hurts so much that I'm actually not focussing on the words I#m writing here, so I will probably just do some reading or whatever. Reading, though. That's got to be a good thing. And also ironing on Posh Blouse and Posh Trousers.
Argh. Can't afford to arse around, so much to do, so much coursework to do, eeep.
I am not stressed. I am sort of in the blue haze of not being stressed right now, which is a good thing. I phoned my mum up to complain.
"Mum, I need some advice." [this was regarding various stuff]
"You're pregnant, aren't you?"
I howled with laughter. Sort of improved the day in sheer terms of "WTFBBQ?"
Also job interview! Positibe! Wish me luck, kids.
This terrible post was brought to you by the power of exhaustion.
[eta 23.31pm: Simon is on the phone. "I just sw your livejournal post," he says. "You never actually mentioned if you were pregnant or not."
A moment of silence. "Well, I hope I'm not! I shouldn't be!"
"I was just checking!
*facepalm*]
~Hathy_Col~
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Date: 2006-02-24 10:29 am (UTC)Parents... *sigh*
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Date: 2006-02-24 01:34 pm (UTC)Only my mother. *shakes head* I mean, is it the logical conclusion to come to? Really?
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Date: 2006-02-24 01:08 pm (UTC)my favourite bit is simon's reaction...
steve has actually asked me the same things when i say i'm hormonal and have had to say no, this would be the bleeding type hormonal.
xx
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Date: 2006-02-24 01:35 pm (UTC)