Currently doing the 'will the weather please make up its fucking mind' dance. Either you're cold and chucking it down, of you're muggy and swarm, or you're cold again. Arrgh!
Currently writing job applications. Getting very, very sick of this, but have slight hopes for the one I just wrote off for as I'm bloody well qualified for it. :kicks Reading town centre: Advertise for retail jobs, you bastards! I want work!
Have made decision re: costume for Partycon next week. If I can't find a decent pair of overalls at Halfords tomorrow, I'm either Black Canary-ing it, or doing the new improved version of Jenny Sparks, where the trews are now white and the vest reaches the waistline.
Tearing hair out over the chopping and changing and last minute plans for Cornwall. Can they not make up their minds?
Currently writing job applications. Getting very, very sick of this, but have slight hopes for the one I just wrote off for as I'm bloody well qualified for it. :kicks Reading town centre: Advertise for retail jobs, you bastards! I want work!
Have made decision re: costume for Partycon next week. If I can't find a decent pair of overalls at Halfords tomorrow, I'm either Black Canary-ing it, or doing the new improved version of Jenny Sparks, where the trews are now white and the vest reaches the waistline.
Tearing hair out over the chopping and changing and last minute plans for Cornwall. Can they not make up their minds?