Crrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.
I started my washing up job yesterday. ITS HORRIBLE. I have to work for six and a half hours with no break (which I'm sure is illegal?) listen to blaring drum & bass music the whole time, get extremely soaked & greasy and I'm not allowed to leave until I'm finished, which means everybody is waiting for me at the end of the shift.
Literally the worst job ever. I've promised myself I'll stay there until I find another job though, I've been applying all morning! When I got home last night I was so thankful for warm clean clothes and my boyfriend made me some lovely poached eggs on toast.

But there is light at the end of the tunnel, on Thursday I have a job interview at an ice cream stand, and I really really hope I get it. Also thinking about applying to work on a fish stall on the market, it would be smelly though and not very glamorous, the old man that ran it sounded nice though.

Bloody jobs, this makes me want to try harder to be a proper freelance illustrator, got to get my portfolio together and my website full as soon as I have enough money, I worked out I earnt about 40 last night, which is loads to me, believe me. Oh I hope my set gets bought, that would be just lovely.

Mmm peanut butter on toast, the greatest. I watched a mental film last night called Elvira, mistress of the dark. A friend of mine told me to watch it and said it was the reason he was gay. I loved it, but I can't quite put my finger on why.
Me & my boyfriend are looking around a new apartment today, I'm so excited! Its really nice and really cheap and really convenient, so it would be perfect.

Oh oh, I have a really good idea for my next set also, But for now its a secret