Mood: 
Music: HIM
Activity: Crazy job application
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*crawls up from under a sea of emails and replies*
October is an ironic month - its up there in my favourite times of the year as well as being down there in the depths of my most hated. I see intense beauty, driving along tree line streets, summer greens turning into the brightness of reds and golds that signal the start of autumn. I feel at peace hurtling through a cloud of leaves as they fall whisping like fairy dust to end their lives on the ground, first as wonderful play things to be kicked and rolled in, next as a sorrowful brown decay fading into the frost of winter. I watch the low autumn sun glint and glow through the haze of a red canopy, weakened rays filling me with a warmth to challenge the definite chill present in the air and it fills me with passion.
Then comes the rain rushing to earth likes its late for the last train home, hiding behind the clouds until that very moment that I set foot out of the front door. It is both beautiful and sinister at the same time. The sound is amazing, the gentle patter of a million raindrops tumbling through the trees, splashing on the concrete, the feeling is intense from 0 to soaking in 3 seconds, it is unpredictable, it is snealy, it is out to get me! The temperature is crazy, waking up in a morning there is frost all around, by midday its t-shirt weather again and I haven't even started on the fog!
This picture reminds me of autumn, its one of my favourite pics of me:
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On to other less ponderous things
So I didn't take the job with the fuschia transvestite in the end...against all of your better judgements
. I kinda wanted to, just to see what the hell it would be like, but it turns out he didn't think I had enough experience to be a TRAINEE manager!!!!!! so he offered me a really basic crappy job, with really bad pay - am I crazy for turning down a job after moaning so much about being unemployed? Probably, but at least it means I can devote more time to looking for a job I want and erm get round to replying to all your lovely comments (I'm getting there slowly!)
On the job front I am once again torn
Someone just phoned to offer me the chance of a 25k a year job but its a good hour drive away and I have to be super presentable - so the lip ring has to go and possibly my lovely red hair 
- so I'm kinda in the process of having an arguement with my definant self and my sensible self - 25k for benji's sake, I could bloody save to do my PHD and towards the coffee shop 
Feck!!!!
Jebus, I reckons I should perhaps get myself along to a UK meet soon, I need human interaction!
Hmmm I also need to get to the gym - as the set I just put in PSW proves, I certainly ain't getting any thinner darn pesky muffin shop!!!
Anyways, I'm thinking of my top ten tunes to get me bawling my eyes out - gimme some ideas people
Oh and
1) If you could afford to go Virgin Galatic, would you?
2) The first word that comes into your head....
3) Bananas or apples?
4) Frosty mornings or Humid nights?
Sin xxxxx
P.S. Oh yeah I forgot to say, I saw the funniest thing A cow had got loose from a field and was being chased up and down a main road, just off the M25 by a very flustered looking policeman - it kept running around a roundabout, it was quite frankly hilarious as the poor police guy went hurtling down the round and round holding on to his hat with one hand and trying to radio for help with the other, as this cow kept running off and then stopping, and turning round till the police guy had got within a few steps and then it would be off again tearing around the road. Needless to say there was a traffic jam, lots of angry drivers as well as the few people who had the sense to have there cameras with them
Music: HIM
Activity: Crazy job application
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*crawls up from under a sea of emails and replies*
October is an ironic month - its up there in my favourite times of the year as well as being down there in the depths of my most hated. I see intense beauty, driving along tree line streets, summer greens turning into the brightness of reds and golds that signal the start of autumn. I feel at peace hurtling through a cloud of leaves as they fall whisping like fairy dust to end their lives on the ground, first as wonderful play things to be kicked and rolled in, next as a sorrowful brown decay fading into the frost of winter. I watch the low autumn sun glint and glow through the haze of a red canopy, weakened rays filling me with a warmth to challenge the definite chill present in the air and it fills me with passion.
Then comes the rain rushing to earth likes its late for the last train home, hiding behind the clouds until that very moment that I set foot out of the front door. It is both beautiful and sinister at the same time. The sound is amazing, the gentle patter of a million raindrops tumbling through the trees, splashing on the concrete, the feeling is intense from 0 to soaking in 3 seconds, it is unpredictable, it is snealy, it is out to get me! The temperature is crazy, waking up in a morning there is frost all around, by midday its t-shirt weather again and I haven't even started on the fog!
This picture reminds me of autumn, its one of my favourite pics of me:
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On to other less ponderous things
So I didn't take the job with the fuschia transvestite in the end...against all of your better judgements
. I kinda wanted to, just to see what the hell it would be like, but it turns out he didn't think I had enough experience to be a TRAINEE manager!!!!!! so he offered me a really basic crappy job, with really bad pay - am I crazy for turning down a job after moaning so much about being unemployed? Probably, but at least it means I can devote more time to looking for a job I want and erm get round to replying to all your lovely comments (I'm getting there slowly!)
On the job front I am once again torn
Someone just phoned to offer me the chance of a 25k a year job but its a good hour drive away and I have to be super presentable - so the lip ring has to go and possibly my lovely red hair - so I'm kinda in the process of having an arguement with my definant self and my sensible self - 25k for benji's sake, I could bloody save to do my PHD and towards the coffee shop Feck!!!!
Jebus, I reckons I should perhaps get myself along to a UK meet soon, I need human interaction!
Hmmm I also need to get to the gym - as the set I just put in PSW proves, I certainly ain't getting any thinner
darn pesky muffin shop!!!
Anyways, I'm thinking of my top ten tunes to get me bawling my eyes out - gimme some ideas people
Oh and
1) If you could afford to go Virgin Galatic, would you?
2) The first word that comes into your head....
3) Bananas or apples?
4) Frosty mornings or Humid nights?
Sin xxxxx
P.S. Oh yeah I forgot to say, I saw the funniest thing
A cow had got loose from a field and was being chased up and down a main road, just off the M25 by a very flustered looking policeman - it kept running around a roundabout, it was quite frankly hilarious as the poor police guy went hurtling down the round and round holding on to his hat with one hand and trying to radio for help with the other, as this cow kept running off and then stopping, and turning round till the police guy had got within a few steps and then it would be off again tearing around the road. Needless to say there was a traffic jam, lots of angry drivers as well as the few people who had the sense to have there cameras with them VIEW 25 of 37 COMMENTS
a) Yes Id take Virgin Galactic. Just to prove that non-PhD sods like us can be astronauts too dammit.
b)hmmmm..
c) apples
d)both but frosty mornings a bit more- they have to be viewed from under a big warm duvet with someone snoozing next to you and a cat curled up on your feet.
LOL! I would have loved to see that cow thing. That kind of stuff makes my day.