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May. 30th, 2006 03:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolI deleted the last entry because ti was badly constructed and also wanky. So sue me, it's my livejournal.
The point is that yes, I do have some nasty bad stuff going on at home because I think everyone is adjusting to the fact that I have gone away for a year, and yes, I have changed and now I have to go back to the same constructs and the same boundaries and argh. I don't like the fact that if I'm feeling a bit rubbish, I can't just go for a midnight wander. I don't like having to share internet time. (That is thoroughly selfish. I know.) I dislike the fact that I can't cook what I want, when I want - instead, I have to eat some rather bland and Slimming World friendly stuff. I hate living with my sister, and if I'm rude to her, then I'm in trouble. If I'm polite to her, then "I'm in a mood" and get a rollicking for that. I can't actually win here and already I'm despairing of the fact that I have thre and a half months to go.
Unfortunately, there's not an awful lot I can do about that right now. So I will stay put and stay quiet. Except, of course, I'm nancing off to Cambridge in a week and there is no power in the 'verse that can keep me from spending a large amount of time there.
Except, of course, gainful employment.
This morning, I woke up, looked at the Job Centre website, and starting phoning around for jobs. The first one I phoned gave me an interivew at the Southport job centre at 2pm. Well, okay then. I put on my Interview Suit and dashed out of the door, into the blazing sunshine.
Many forms later, I have a job. I am an Agency Cleaner, and my task? Pontins!
Oh, god. Chalet cleaning, wherein Everything Must Be Perfect. (Also, I think I am doomed to existence as a cleaner.)
Minimum wage, naturally, but 9-5 Monday to Friday, so money is money and a job is a job. It's also over all the summer, and I can quit at pretty much my own discretion, so that's not too bad either.
So, there's me sorted for the summer. Two weeks (with a three day break in the middle) in Cambridge starting next week, and then I am working for the rest of it, which is about... um... 14 weeks of Pontin's related fun. Yay!
.... where the hell is Pontins in Southport, anyway? I spy a road trip. EXCEPT THERE IS NO ONE AROUND WHO LIVES SOMEWHERE I CAN GET TO AND SOUTHPORT IN A REASONABLE AMOUNT OF TIME. *shakes fist*
Anyway. There's that done.
Now, lovely fandom type humans, I have a question to ask. Due to the aforemention crushing boredom, I actually have nothing to do. As such, I looked on my computer in a sort of "what can this thing actually do?" type of way. A few hours on MovieMaker, I have made my first ever really dodgy fanvid. However, I have no idea how to turn it from .wmmp to something that other humans can play, such as .wmp or preferably .avi. Can someone help this foolish n00b?
On a random note, I had a dream last night where I gave birth to twins, and no one believed me that I was in labour. However, I called them Scott and Jean, which I think is translation for 'I NEED TO SEE X-3 NOW PLEASE." It's on my list of stff to do next week...
And now, I am going to go and buy carrots. Don't ask me why, because I'm making bolagnaise for tea tonight, but I have to obey orders.
~Hathy_Col~
The point is that yes, I do have some nasty bad stuff going on at home because I think everyone is adjusting to the fact that I have gone away for a year, and yes, I have changed and now I have to go back to the same constructs and the same boundaries and argh. I don't like the fact that if I'm feeling a bit rubbish, I can't just go for a midnight wander. I don't like having to share internet time. (That is thoroughly selfish. I know.) I dislike the fact that I can't cook what I want, when I want - instead, I have to eat some rather bland and Slimming World friendly stuff. I hate living with my sister, and if I'm rude to her, then I'm in trouble. If I'm polite to her, then "I'm in a mood" and get a rollicking for that. I can't actually win here and already I'm despairing of the fact that I have thre and a half months to go.
Unfortunately, there's not an awful lot I can do about that right now. So I will stay put and stay quiet. Except, of course, I'm nancing off to Cambridge in a week and there is no power in the 'verse that can keep me from spending a large amount of time there.
Except, of course, gainful employment.
This morning, I woke up, looked at the Job Centre website, and starting phoning around for jobs. The first one I phoned gave me an interivew at the Southport job centre at 2pm. Well, okay then. I put on my Interview Suit and dashed out of the door, into the blazing sunshine.
Many forms later, I have a job. I am an Agency Cleaner, and my task? Pontins!
Oh, god. Chalet cleaning, wherein Everything Must Be Perfect. (Also, I think I am doomed to existence as a cleaner.)
Minimum wage, naturally, but 9-5 Monday to Friday, so money is money and a job is a job. It's also over all the summer, and I can quit at pretty much my own discretion, so that's not too bad either.
So, there's me sorted for the summer. Two weeks (with a three day break in the middle) in Cambridge starting next week, and then I am working for the rest of it, which is about... um... 14 weeks of Pontin's related fun. Yay!
.... where the hell is Pontins in Southport, anyway? I spy a road trip. EXCEPT THERE IS NO ONE AROUND WHO LIVES SOMEWHERE I CAN GET TO AND SOUTHPORT IN A REASONABLE AMOUNT OF TIME. *shakes fist*
Anyway. There's that done.
Now, lovely fandom type humans, I have a question to ask. Due to the aforemention crushing boredom, I actually have nothing to do. As such, I looked on my computer in a sort of "what can this thing actually do?" type of way. A few hours on MovieMaker, I have made my first ever really dodgy fanvid. However, I have no idea how to turn it from .wmmp to something that other humans can play, such as .wmp or preferably .avi. Can someone help this foolish n00b?
On a random note, I had a dream last night where I gave birth to twins, and no one believed me that I was in labour. However, I called them Scott and Jean, which I think is translation for 'I NEED TO SEE X-3 NOW PLEASE." It's on my list of stff to do next week...
And now, I am going to go and buy carrots. Don't ask me why, because I'm making bolagnaise for tea tonight, but I have to obey orders.
~Hathy_Col~
