I've got an awful feeling I'm going to get this job I'm having the interview for on Thursday. Don't think I want to do it forever. The money isn't great and the job is quite tedious and not so involving that I'd have to stay till after five to finish work off. I'd probably die of boredom.
Applied yesterday for a job with the council which is far more me. I'd rather be a medical secretary but with the salary these guys are offering there's no way I'm going to pass up an opportunity like it!!! It's all work I've done before, I'm actually overqualified for the post (woo) and the starting salary is over £18k. Fantastic. If I get it I'm so getting my own place. I could probably even afford a deposit on a house of my own!!!
I've somehow been chatting to a guy from a lettings agency in London. I was going to move down at the beginning of this year - my plans were all made back at the end of 2004 when I was still with my ex - but after he ran off with a married woman (hmph), I decided to stay up north and to not darken the doorstep of London ever again.
It's been horrid cos I love London as a place - the people are great fun, everything's there, public transport is fantastic - what more could you want?!
Anyway, this lettings agent asked me if I'd already found a place, I briefly explained the situation and now he won't stop emailing me. I think this may be the start of something quite beautiful.
Bloody hell I hope not - not after last time!!!
Am still in a bit of pain with my back, not bad enough to take those evil painkillers though. Am just taking normal co-codamol now.
Right, back to the grindstone. Ooh by the way, Peej has bidded and won a copy of A Walk In The Black Forest on vinyl for me. I'm gonna start a pirate radio station... and post office...
Mood - Quite cheery and generally jolly.
Music - The sound of tapping keys on the keyboard...