Je suis fatigue... again... (mark 2)
*sighs*
I'm tired. Again. And eating cheese and crackers. Although that has nothing to do with anything in particular, I just felt like saying so. Wensleydale with cranberries and white stilton with apricots. And ya know what? This is my LJ, so i'll write whatever I want to in here. Especially as I have the 'advantage' that there's, oh, one person who reads this regularly. I kind of like it that way - I get to type whatever I feel into the Great Cosmos of the computer screen, knowing tht the only ppl who'll read know me well enough not to judge me on what's being said. And I don't need to worry about Southsidites or SA folk misreading it... c'est bien. So. Life is...
Good: Found a TTA Taekwon do club in Ayr. There's also an ITF club, which I should join rather than TTA, cause UKTA is affiliated with them... but I like the ppl at the other one, and it'll improve my footwork more, cause they don't do hand techniques - which is what I need. Oh, the politics of martial arts...
Not-so-good: Killed my feet at training. I do love blood blisters... almost as much as I love hearing about them, iei? *grins*
Good: Probably got a job at either the Ivy House or the Ellisland. Whoohoo!! Need the ££, definately... have to love student life for that. Have to see if I survive silver service - been a long time since I've done any catering work other than being a pleb in the hall kitchens. Doesn't really compare.
Not-so-good: 'Probably' being the key word.
There's other stuff... peter's sitting (probably bored stiff... heh, serves him right, scumbag) on a plane right now. To the States. Cool, Camp America's great. And he's not coming back till the end of freakin' August. Not so freakin' great. Not liking that country at the moment... nowt personal to anyone affiliated with the oh-so esteemable superpower, of course. *grins* Ow, ow ow... dead foot, dead foot. I'm NOT a fan of not feeling my toes... yes, I know it's my own fault for sitting funny. Pain... Now. Where was I? Oh yeah... USA steals my bf for 3 months, but hands one of my old friends back for 3 weeks... I s'pose it'll have to do as a trade. Something to get hyper about anyhow - so if you'll excuse me... WHOOHOO!!!! LAURA N's HEADING OVER TO THE COOLEST SIDE OF THE ATLANTIC!!! (probably/hopefully) WHOOHOO!!!!! *jumps around like a lunatic breifly, then goes back to sitting oddly on chair) *ahem*. Yes.
Room's finally been contorted to fit all my Uni stuff back into it... took a while, but it's cool now. If very strictly organised... think i've become obsessively tidy since going to SA - something to do with living within just 4 walls? (or 6, cause it was an odd shape...) Finally got round to filing all my paperwork, now only got the poetry etc to be sent off and catalogued. That's gonna take all summer, me thinks... Hopefully i'll managed to get some of it published by Sept. That's the aim anyway... really didn't have time to eat or sleep last semester, what with Screwtape, two sets of exams, and... stuff, let alone sent packages off to publishers. Gargh... but it's all good (I keep using tht phrase) I wouldn't change any of it, I think. (Term tht is, not the poetry) That's got to be good. Or incredibly stupid. *grins* Both are equally possible, with me.
Now... need to go see when Jamie's friends are heading and if they need lifts home... he is NOT having 3 of them sleeping over if the parentals are away for the w/e... good way to start WWIII me thinks.
Signing out with an obscurely tasteless flourish
-Nemo-
P.S And i updated this and it turned up in Jan 25th 2002.... makes NO SENSE, but hey, c'est la vie. Hence the 'mark 2'...