godball

bit of a bizarre week. lopsidded between weekdays of hard graft with no result and a hyperactive long weekend. Turned down a job offer from the broadcasting place, sitting in the foyer beforehand i realised it was a really bad move that would result in me getting so frustrated in it's donkey workload that i'd either quit or get fired. so i gave my apologies and backed out....fairly convinced that nothing will happen work wise till after christmas, so i've decided to take an extended holiday ...yipee (if anybody wants to get fired from work or expelled by gross misbehaviour at their christmas party..invite me and i'll ensure..nay, quarantee that it happens. )

so this weekend, went to a strange but enjoyable party on saturday night and ended upin oxford on monday morning, i love when festivities take a unpredicted geographical turn...(use appropriate smilie here)

There was an incredibly irritating chap at the party who kept on asking me to sing irish songs and say thing in gaelic..i was eventually reduced to shouting 'I'm not going to be your dancing irish monkey so piss off", a deeply creepy individual..an identity leech.

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