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My god..helluva few weeks its been. At various points I thought the easiest solution was to crwal under my duvet and never emerge. Richey's been in hospital, I'm now unemployed, my thesis is due in two weeks, and I have three weeks left to find a new house.
Although, as of various points this week, these are slowly becoming ex-problems. I have just spent twenty minutes in meetings extending my thesis deadline to December 14th, THANK FUCK! Housing issue not looking so terrifying anymore, mostly thanks to a nice lady in Pinnacle lettings, and all seems to be good again in the world of Richey. my poor boyfriend has epilepsy, and had quite a nasty fit in my frontroom about a week ago. this was without doubt the scariest thing I have ever seen in my life, made doubly worse by the fact I knew I couldn't help. We've talked about it lots, what to do etc, but it was still very scary to see. I had to be an absolute adult, ringing ambulances, recovery positions, tedious hospital waiting rooms. But he's okay now, and my pulse has eventually calmed down. I just hate knowing its all going to happened again some day.
Which just leaves the lack of job. I couldn't handle working in Legends with Jordan The Worlds Biggest Twat (TM) anymore, so had to quit. Which was great for about a day until I realised that meant I had to find a new job. Which I'm currently doing. Badly. Because I like lie ins.
Oh yeah, and I had to stop going to to the Internet Cafe I normally go to, because the man who works there asked me out. Richey finds this hysterical. I do not.
PS Go to www.tetsuotheband.co.uk
Although, as of various points this week, these are slowly becoming ex-problems. I have just spent twenty minutes in meetings extending my thesis deadline to December 14th, THANK FUCK! Housing issue not looking so terrifying anymore, mostly thanks to a nice lady in Pinnacle lettings, and all seems to be good again in the world of Richey. my poor boyfriend has epilepsy, and had quite a nasty fit in my frontroom about a week ago. this was without doubt the scariest thing I have ever seen in my life, made doubly worse by the fact I knew I couldn't help. We've talked about it lots, what to do etc, but it was still very scary to see. I had to be an absolute adult, ringing ambulances, recovery positions, tedious hospital waiting rooms. But he's okay now, and my pulse has eventually calmed down. I just hate knowing its all going to happened again some day.
Which just leaves the lack of job. I couldn't handle working in Legends with Jordan The Worlds Biggest Twat (TM) anymore, so had to quit. Which was great for about a day until I realised that meant I had to find a new job. Which I'm currently doing. Badly. Because I like lie ins.
Oh yeah, and I had to stop going to to the Internet Cafe I normally go to, because the man who works there asked me out. Richey finds this hysterical. I do not.
PS Go to www.tetsuotheband.co.uk