Hey y'all!
Its been an interesting week for me. Asthma, my former boss bad mouthing me to my potential new employers, and learning to cook (properly).
I'm not letting any of it get me down, but maintaining a positive attitude can be a struggle at times like these. Additionally so with my girlfriend on holiday and out of contact most of the time. Long distance relationships suck sometimes.
Job news is looking up though. Mostly retail stuff (and possibly a costume shop too, which gives me an excuse to wear a panda suit!), and also the possibly of going back to Wetherspoons for a while too.
If your a British reader, then you'll know Wetherspoons as a cheap source of booze, and the usual starting point of most friday /saturday nights. What you don't know is that my particular one, The Hope Tap, is a recreation of hell itself, a peculiar torture inflicted on the desperate and low of options. Its recently come into new management, but I say you can't polish a turd.
I had a rough relationship with the place, on par with Dante in Clerks. I hated the clientle, the grimy tables and chairs, and the smell of ale. But I loved my co workers like family, and we all made it easier to work in there together.
Sorry, didn't mean for that to turn into a misery memoir!
I'm really hoping to see Toy Story 3 soon, hopefully with my friend Michelle for her Birthday, as we are still just overgrown kids at heart.
Righto, I'm off to get some work done. Take care all!
Its been an interesting week for me. Asthma, my former boss bad mouthing me to my potential new employers, and learning to cook (properly).
I'm not letting any of it get me down, but maintaining a positive attitude can be a struggle at times like these. Additionally so with my girlfriend on holiday and out of contact most of the time. Long distance relationships suck sometimes.
Job news is looking up though. Mostly retail stuff (and possibly a costume shop too, which gives me an excuse to wear a panda suit!), and also the possibly of going back to Wetherspoons for a while too.
If your a British reader, then you'll know Wetherspoons as a cheap source of booze, and the usual starting point of most friday /saturday nights. What you don't know is that my particular one, The Hope Tap, is a recreation of hell itself, a peculiar torture inflicted on the desperate and low of options. Its recently come into new management, but I say you can't polish a turd.
I had a rough relationship with the place, on par with Dante in Clerks. I hated the clientle, the grimy tables and chairs, and the smell of ale. But I loved my co workers like family, and we all made it easier to work in there together.
Sorry, didn't mean for that to turn into a misery memoir!
I'm really hoping to see Toy Story 3 soon, hopefully with my friend Michelle for her Birthday, as we are still just overgrown kids at heart.
Righto, I'm off to get some work done. Take care all!
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umeko:
lol I couldnt DIY pierce that does scare my shitless, but this would be ok as really its not a piercing lol. I dunno I hate the idea of doing anything to myself except this 
this im fine with
this im fine with
pokomo:
Just been looking at some website with images of it all. The end result looks nice, but the process seems pretty...drawn out and painful. I don't think bifurcation is for me, but best of luck if you go through with it!