How did my jobs absorb my life? And what happened to the concept of a weekend? I have no days off until next Saturday. Urgggh.
Not that I should complain as my BRINC website work is paying me very well (especially considering I'm sitting around writing this whilst 'working') and is probably going to fund my trip rather than the silly waitressing shifts I'm doing. I've been sent down to work at Cabot Circus twice now and the novelty is wearing off; I don't like it down there. It's dull because the restaurant is so big that you get assigned a particular task to take care of so end up doing a smaller variety of stuff. Plus there's enormous queues the whole time so you never get to stop.
Haven't been doing much other than work. I had an awesome day in Bath (and Gotherington) with Claire on Monday but am now left with a Claire-shaped hole in my life which sucks.
On a happier note, I am full of chocolate and apple rings (I can't go into Cabot Circus without buying something from the stall selling chocolate covered fruit and nuts now), it's vaguely sunny, I get to do some art this evening whilst adulting at panto and I might have some post from Chloe sometime.
:)
1 comment:
mm apple rings :) it must be really distracting being near thorntons in town!I shall hopefully buy some envelopes today so I can send you something. hopefully.
:)
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