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Jobs!
I HAVE A JOB THAT GIVES ME FREE COFFEE WHENEVER I WANT IT.
I think that's really all I've ever wanted out of a part-time employment. Free coffee. And a free lunch muffin. Om nom nom. I'm also making over £100 a week--at least at the moment, when there is no uni--which means that my monthly budget just more than doubled. Jobs. Are nice.
Watch me get fired after my first week because I'm going to have to tell them that I have a pre-booked States-side holiday from Dec 11 until Jan 2. >_>
Also, I'm getting old. I woke up this morning feeling like utter crap. As in, seriously. I was dizzy and nauseous and little black spots kept dancing across my vision. NO MORE ROLE PLAYING UNTIL 5:30 AM WHEN I HAVE TO GET UP AT 9. She said and rp'ed until 6 instead. (The utter-crap-feeling may have partially been time-of-the-month induced, though. And I'm feeling fine now; was actually feeling fine by the time I arrived at work. Getting up in the morning. Is hard.)
I have nothing of interest to share? Except this. OMG IT IS FULL OF BABY ANIMAL PICTURES. D'awwww.
(And a note to Mr Gaiman. Dear Mr Gaiman, I appreciate you as a decent writer, exceptional blogger and knowledgeable internet-user, as well as a fellow Who geek. In that sense, please don't take it the wrong way if I tell you that you spelling Doctor Who as Dr Who makes me want to stab puppies. Sincerely and all of that, someone who is only watching the next series because it's got a Gaiman episode.)
I think that's really all I've ever wanted out of a part-time employment. Free coffee. And a free lunch muffin. Om nom nom. I'm also making over £100 a week--at least at the moment, when there is no uni--which means that my monthly budget just more than doubled. Jobs. Are nice.
Watch me get fired after my first week because I'm going to have to tell them that I have a pre-booked States-side holiday from Dec 11 until Jan 2. >_>
Also, I'm getting old. I woke up this morning feeling like utter crap. As in, seriously. I was dizzy and nauseous and little black spots kept dancing across my vision. NO MORE ROLE PLAYING UNTIL 5:30 AM WHEN I HAVE TO GET UP AT 9. She said and rp'ed until 6 instead. (The utter-crap-feeling may have partially been time-of-the-month induced, though. And I'm feeling fine now; was actually feeling fine by the time I arrived at work. Getting up in the morning. Is hard.)
I have nothing of interest to share? Except this. OMG IT IS FULL OF BABY ANIMAL PICTURES. D'awwww.
(And a note to Mr Gaiman. Dear Mr Gaiman, I appreciate you as a decent writer, exceptional blogger and knowledgeable internet-user, as well as a fellow Who geek. In that sense, please don't take it the wrong way if I tell you that you spelling Doctor Who as Dr Who makes me want to stab puppies. Sincerely and all of that, someone who is only watching the next series because it's got a Gaiman episode.)
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I just recently joined a RP comm . . . so I am now constantly playing until 4 or 5 am. Not great when you have to get up around 9. But at least my job's only part-time, so I'm only doing about 20 hours a week. That's doable on little sleep. ;)