So apparently at about 3 this morning I had a dream where I was under a great deal of stress with something (I don't even know what) but it was so stressful that I woke up feeling that stress, so much so that I was physically sick...lovely way to wake up.

Work was it's usual enjoyable slog, I'll be glad when I get out of this lot of testing.

Kinda looking forward to the job interview, dunno if I want the job particularly, but the idea of moving out and everything is good, and the pay would be ridiculously good. The other part would be I don't think I know anyone in Oxfordshire, which coupled with the anti-social times I'd be working would hamper my already lacking social life

Guess it's all about seeing what the future could hold.