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Hello, peeps!

I've got the day off and won't be meeting with a friend until later this afternoon, so I was uncharacteristically lounging abed this morning when the door bell rang at 7:54 am. I'd completely forgotten I'd arranged for a qualified gasfitter to come and do some checks the council said I needed done. They'd given me a window of 'between 8 and 12', so I guess I was first on their list today. I felt really stupid opening the door to him in my nightie.

Yesterday, as I was approaching the station on my way home from work, one of those religious nuts having nothing better to do than to harangue people in the street with dire warnings of impending doom and eternal damnation made me laugh - she shouted, and I quote: "You unbelievers, how can you go on denying the existence of God when you're wearing His clothes?" Srsly? That's the crux of your argument, your ontological proof? I'm wearing God's clothes? So He's about a size 12, then? I didn't stop to debate the issue, or semantics, with her, but I did chuckle all the way back to The Hague.

I haven't been on here much in the past weeks, as really, incidents like the ones above are all that seem to be happening in my life lately and there isn't much point in writing them all down. My life revolves around work these days, and I'm glad that it does, but again, there's not much to tell other than that I'm learning a lot and am enjoying it tremendously; but it's tiring and the last thing I want to do when I come home of an evening is get behind the computer again -- besides, I usually take some work home with me to either read through or play with, all to prepare myself for next month when my supervisor goes on holiday and I'll have to act as regional service manager in his stead. Why yes, I am a workaholic, and I don't know how not to be.

I haven't been able to shake off my frugal induced-by-10 month's-unemployment ways yet, despite in the meantime having received my very welcome first paycheck. Some of it's gone towards funding Common Rotation's next two studio albums, as they asked so nicely; but I'm still dithering over the Sonia Rykiel wedges I've had my eye on for some time. I tried them on again last night, but still couldn't bring myself to part with the cash :(.


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May. 6th, 2011 11:44 am (UTC)
I'm so pleased that your job is working out so well!

I can't seem to write in my lj lately either. Life has been busy and I haven't had the inclination. Now I feel like there is too much to say to get caught up. Eventually, the logjam will break, but not today!

I'm always frugal - but more so when I think savings have been depleted. I'd have passed on the shoes too.
May. 6th, 2011 12:32 pm (UTC)
It's good to know that you are both busy and happy at work. Bet you're not the first person to answer the door to the gas-man in her nightie!
May. 6th, 2011 04:58 pm (UTC)
Flashing the gas-man and discovering the existence of the God of Women's Clothing? Totally post worthy.
May. 6th, 2011 11:57 pm (UTC)
Sounds like you're enjoying your job then, which is great.

I would write an LJ post but seriously my life is so crap at the moment that writing it all down (the ways it is crap) would simply seem like I was trying to throw myself a pity party and invite all my LJ friends.

I am still here though and still interested in what everyone else is doing.

Wait until the shoes go on sale, is my advice. We hope your job will turn permanent, but there's no guarantee of it, is there?
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