Well, I have got another job, which will do till the new year, and at least there will be no gap in my employment history. Just get a couple of weeks off whilst all the paperwork is being sorted out, which i think I can handle!!! Will basically be working for a nursing agency, and I can pick and choose my shifts, I tell them each week when i want to work and they find me shifts, almost sounds too good to be true. They also gave me a job there and then, which was cool. Went out with Mr. Fesk and his friend on Saturday, a few beers and a curry quickly turned into being trollied and going to Toffs, I even used the public loos at the bottom off Toft green by Nexus before going into Toffs, anyone who knows these toilets will take this as a serious indicator of just How drunk i was!! Also, now that I am 30, I think i have had my first ever proper hangover, either I really did drink a lot, or you really can handle your alcohol less and less as you get older - hope to God it is the former, as I have absolutely no plans to stop drinking. Thought for the day: Only four nights to go!!!
Thank god that is over!! Obviously you can't help what life throws at you, but barring very exception al circumstances that is the last time I will ever work four nights in a row, only four more to go ever, and they are split up. Last night was particularly taxing as obviously it was my fourth night in a row, and I never get as much sleep during the day as I would on a night, I average 5 1/2 hours, which is OK at the weekend, but I feel my body is built to receive the full text book 8 hours. However, not only was i knackered, but I got grabbed, came very close to being bit, was nipped and then spat at, oh yeah, and told I am a fucking bitch - and to think that I am going to miss the guys i support. If you were wondering why I am a fucking bitch, on this occasion it was because i was asking someone to go to bed at 2.30 am who was attempting to sleep stood against the wall - as you do!!! Anyway, off for some kip now, think tonight i will laze around in my pyjamas and have a chinese takeaway, I have earnt it. Thought for the day: My cat is mental.
After having spent the weekend drinking for Mr. Fesks birthday - which included Ziggy's!!! - we then spent a very relaxing sunday eating crap and doing bog all!! Unfortunaltey I had to return to work sunday night (I now have 6 nights and counting before unemployment!!!) however Mr. Fesk then had another 2 days off. I fear that my slovenly life style has rubbed off on him as he has spent this quality time glued to the TV watching the general tat that SKY has to offer. We have got to the point where we have seen nearly all that Street Crime UK has to give. When he first moved in he used to moan how much telly I watch and now see! - I actually feel slightly guilty. Although the above is slightly unfair, as he did also plumb in the dishwasher (god i love whoever invented them) and put in a new light switch. Can't believe how windy it is - very spooky in an old farmhouse in the middle of the night I can tell you. Waiting with baited breath for one of my best friends babies to arrive, it is a she, and will be called Jasmine. We all rejoiced when we found out for sure it was a girl as they are so much more fun to dress up. Currently I am making daily phone calls to check up on the state of play, and almost a bit disappointed when she picks up the phone - not to say that I am wishing for a few hours of excruciating pain for my friend, but even she herself has said that if she doesn't come out soon she is going to lose it as she can't sleep and has constant back pain. Nice. I sometimes think that watching your friends go through pregnancy and letting them tell you ALL the gory details is probably one of the most effective forms of birth control. Being an auntie will suit me just fine for now thankyou. Thought for the day: Is OK Mr. Fesk being addicted to the TV, but he has nicked my place sprawled out on the large sofa, think I will have to fight for it back.
.....You scare students when you talk to them, i mean literally scuttling away with their mates!!! I only started talking to them at the bar whilst waiting to be served, (can't really remember what about, i think vaguely it had something to do with them being my husband - ((in a figurative kind of way)) and they legged it!) Have to say I was slaughtered, and to be honest writing this, i actually think i still am, as there is no sign of a hangover! Otherwise had a really good evening, met some friends of Mr. Fesks in the Evil Eye, then met some of his other friends in Lendal Cellars, where I left my bag, and when i realised that the bar staff had it, and had used my mobile to call my mum to try and track me down - she is in Greece at the mo, so hope she doesn't check to mobile, as she may think I am dead in a ditch somewhere. Anyway, another day off today, it is a toss up between going off for the day to do something nice, or sit at home eating crap watching DVD's - i know which one is winning at the moment. Thought for the day: What if i go back to uni and the students there are all scared of me and it wasn't just because I was pissed???!!
Just spent a lovely day in town. It is Mr. Fesks birthday at the weekend so he is having a few days off, and this morning we went shopping, and I finished the pressie buying while he had his hair done. We then went to Betties for afternoon tea, where I am pleased to report, there was a 3 tiered platter, the sandwiches did have the edges cut off, the cake was moist and as advertised and the scones came with clotted cream!!! The finger to Fortnum and Mason's if you please!!! Also the staff were friendly and polite, as I would expect. Think I may start making it my business to give ratings to cream teas, like the old biddy i now am, this was definitely 9 / 10 (the cake just needed to be Victoria sponge). Off into town tonight to commence birthday celebrations, mmm, more sangria I think, i have a thing about it at the mo, and definitely a visit to the Evil Eye. Booked tickets to see the Beautiful South in Dec at the weekend, I have always wanted to see them, (even though we saw enough of what his name in the pub, whilst at Uni, scruffy beggar was always propping up the bar in the Mainbrace) so that should be good, its in Sheffield, so think there will be some xmas shopping in Meadowhall before hand. Anyway, must wrap up the pressies. Thought for the day: Wish I was more generous, have just bought a friend a lovely John Rosha scarf for her birthday and am really tempted to keep it for me!!
Have been very productive today. Have sorted out all Mr. Fesks birthday stuff, and written two job applications, also arranged my referrees and bought a jobs paper. Admittedly the plan was to get the birthdau stuff and the applications done this morning then spend the afternoon looking through the paper, but hey ho, best layed plans and all that. Had a lovely day yesterday, one that shall be repeated more often once i do not work nights, went to a car boot sale in the morning - was worth the pound for the freak show, then went into town on the bus and roamed around bars, drinking sangria, Baileys and slippery nipples then came home where i fell asleep. Thought for the day: Wish the dog didn't smell like an old flannel.
Having animals is causing my life to be filled with much humour and stress at the moment. My mum and dad are on hols at the moment so we are looking after the family dog, a 14 year old Yorkshire terrier, who has arthritis, is deaf, no teeth and bad breath, oh yes, and also a tendency to get smelly very quickly. Anyway, needless to say, given his age there are some risks attached with looking after him, mainly that my mum and dad will come home to his ashes and not him. Woke up on Friday morning after having him in our care for about 12 hours to find he has been sick on the kitchen floor and the other in the lounge (where unfortunately pre animals and boyfriend, red wine drinking friends and takeaways I saw fit to put down a gorgeous beige / cream carpet) the other unfortunately had a lot of blood in it. Went down the vets, and £60 later, he was off his arthritis medication (watch this space as without this he can barely walk and things were not looking good) and onto being fed fish, rice, eggs or chicken with a QUARTER of a very small tablet in it, three times a day, and to make it more complicated has to have other stuff an hour before he eats! Anyway, all the egg and fish has made him stink, and you can only imagine the gas!!!! Last night shut him and the cat in the kitchen( putting the cats furry basket on the table as the dog has taken a liking to it and keeps getting in it,which at some time I feel will earn him a claw in the face), only to find that this morning there was no cat, only a foul smell coming from the dogs arse - on closer inspection it transpires the cat has got that desperate for fresh air that she has managed to push open the top window and jump out. Also came home from a wedding on Friday (which was fantastic, and the bride looked lovely) to find that the dog had managed to climb through the cat flap into the out house, but then obviously couldn't get back in, and found the stone floor to be a little cold, so when we found him, he was actually asleep in the cats litter tray (clean, i hasten to add). Anyway, must go, have an appointment to keep with my man at Oscars for a fat bastard burger and some sangria. Thought for the day: Wonder why all small villages have a street called Labernum something?
Well, that's it, it is done, as of the 3rd Oct I shall be unemployed. Hopefully don't see a problem in finding something in that time - if my mum has anything to do with it i will have another job this time next week, she is looking in papers for me and has even arranged for an application form to be sent out. Four nights off now, hurray!! Look like crap though,as barely got any sleep yesterday as nob of a neighbour (well her son) decided to try and look cool by showing the capacity of his CD player in his new car (a corsa!)to the local kids - very loudly. Also his taste in music seems to be very interesting. Going to a wedding tomorrow, which should be good, at The Parsonage in Escrick, so food should be good, but drinks will be expensive, but not to worry myself and miss rum and coke have a cunning,( if not studenty) plan, which involves handbags and bottles of bacardi - i challenge anyone to say i am not a classy bird!!!! i know its tight, but I'm nearly unemployed for gods sake!!! Anyway, hope you all liked the pics, have some more to drop off from the disposable cameras so may get them on disc and post them up too, as I feel there were not enough of the Birmingham squatters, although to be fair that was because I was being a true friend to the junior ghostbuster, who shall we say, may have looked bit dodgy on a few by the end of the night. Thought for the day: Why is there never anything decent on telly through the night? It would make my life so much more enjoyable, either that or work really needs to get Sky.
Just a quckie, to say that if you click on the link for 'happysnaps' hopefully sometime tommorrow you should be able to view the party pics - they are edited, so no matter how bad you think they are, rest assured that there are worse still in my control!!! Enjoy x
Have just sealed the envelope on my letter of resignation that I will be handing in tomorrow, and guess what..... I have no new job to go to!! Part of this feels very good, I have not been happy at work for a long time now, so it feels like a weight off my shoulders, and it feels quite exciting that i can look for something new (am lucky that in my line of work people are always desperate for relief staff), although on the other hand it is quite scary, as up until 18 months ago I had my career mapped out for me. It's also sad the way it has come about, went for a job that i used to do within the company, and it has taken them 4 and half weeks to decide to give it to someone else with no experience, and although this may just sound like sour grapes (I am only human so there is a good chance i just didn't do as well at interview) heed a word of warning, don't piss off the sour faced old bitch who used to be your boss before you got so pissed off working for her you jacked it all in only to find that she had a chief say in who was appointed for the post you applied for!!! (I feel much better for that little rant, now it is time to move on as I have wasted far too much brain space on my place of work and it is time to leave it behind). A big thank you to all my friends who have been very supportive along the way to me reaching this realisation, and are now supporting me in my decision to become jobless, you know who you are x On a lighter note had an excellent weekend in London, was very very hot, and although i think i would rather chop off my arm and eat it than have to face the tubes and London life in general on a daily basis, as a trip away - it was lovely, although that could have been the company ;) Also, don't go to Fortnum and Mason for afternoon expensive tea if you are under the delusion (as i was) that it would come on a tiered silver platter, with the crusts cut off the sarnies and fresh cream as well as butter with the scones, and a variety of cakes not just dry old coffee cake (eergghh - i hate coffee cake) as this was quite clearly not the case, also service left a lot to be desired and toilets were not much better than M&S! Thought for the day: 3 Nippled cousin fu**ers!!!
Come Sunday my 'birthday week' will be drawing to a close, which i will miss greatly as apparently it entitles me to be able to watch everything i want to on TV! Am really glad that I am being spoilt and taken away this weekend, as otherwise i think that I would be pining for last weekend, which was so excellent on the good weekend ratings that i think it will take a lot to top it - although i think the weekends we are planning in Spain in Jan for a couple of the ghostbusters 30ths may come somewhere very near with extra points for taking place outside the UK. Apparently talks re dates etc are taking place in a pub right now, between the two (minge and quim) - wonder if they are still dressed as ghostbusters?! Anyway, will see you again next week were I promise there will be photos Thought for the day: Really wish i hadn't fallen asleep this morning before the end of 'My Big Fat Obnoxious Fiance', now I will never know how it ended.....
Sorry it is a couple of days late, but as you can imagine, I have been busy recovering from my party. My party was fantastic, and a big thankyou to everyone who came (which was nearly everyone invited, plus a couple who didn't - cue weird older couple hanging round the door boogying) also a big thank you for the fact that everyone came dressed up - which I think contributed to the brilliant atmosphere. Afternoon commenced in the local for Sunday lunch to line the stomach, where my lovely friends forced me to wear the footwear I was trying to stretch for the party whilst wearing a wear of army socks - they refused to let me take them off, and insisted on shouting 'look at her shoes' as I walked past people, and then made me go in tesco!! Thanks guys. Then back to mine where we started to drink something called a spaz, which was basically vodka, red bull and lucozade. I was desperate to start to the dressing up, so once proton packs had been finished I did so. Think I scared my friends, it was like a parody of the 80's, Madonna gone oh so very wrong. Adam Ant arrived, which triggered the rest of the people squatting in my house from Birmingham to get ready - the ghost busters and two very scary ladies. We then all got the bus into town after walking over Hob Moore, this was hilarious, and resulted in children actually running to get a look at us, and cars swerving whilst people rubber necked in their cars. Got into Thomas's and from there on in, for me things are a very happy but fuzzy blur. Was vaguely aware that necking all the many drinks bought for me was a bad thing, so drank the odd pint of water, but think that I was just drunk on the fact that everyone was having such a good time, and had come out to wish me happy birthday. Guests included 2 x Adam Ant, Billy Idol, Prince, Alice in Wonderland, The ghost busters, Magnum, Boy George, Leanne Battersby!! and many scarily dressed women, and equally odd men wearing such as waist coats, ripped jeans, digital watches, and various other stuff that should have stayed in the decade they belonged. Disco was brill, a big thanks to Bill for that, and also for encouraging me to take to the mike to sing along to Tiffany!!! Yeah thanks bill! Also a big thanks to Mr fesk and Miss C for decorating the room, yes, really, thanks for spreading all those gorgeous photos around the room. Party passed in a haze, although photos and texts show evidence of everyone having a cracking time, and then into Reflex. Straight onto the revolving dance floor, where some mad woman kept grabbing me. Then finished the night in Toffs, excellent, where else, that's where all my other birthdays have finished so would have been wrong anywhere else, and the door staff where very good letting in 28 pissed up twats in when my ticket was only for 20. Anyway, night was so good that words don't really do it justice, so you will have to wait for the pics which I hope to post here soon. Got fab pressies, thanks everyone, and am being taken to London for the weekend to stay in a 4* hotel and see a show. Thought for the day: Well not so much a thought as something which made me shake my head after 5 days of drinking - a conversation with my mum, where she referred to wanting to punch someone as them ' needing a good fisting'!!! I had to tell her never to say that again in that context, and to top that she then went on to tell me that where they used to live, one of the old neighbours had called the police as someone who has recently moved there (not into our old house i hasten to add!!) had stood in their garage opposite their kitchen window and simulated sex with a guineapig....... Conversations you really don't expect to have with your mum really!!!
