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I'm dying of pain, but thankfully Aine has painkillers- why is it that I have loads ofpainkillers and then when I actually have a headache or a migraine, NO PAINKILLERS?!
I watched "lost in Austen" tonight, and it was awesome, I just can't wait til next wednesday to watch the next bit. But then again next wednesday is when my mum goes into hospital,so maybe I can wait...
I'm looking forward to going home-seeing Emma, getting my hands on pagan goods...maybe seeing SE. Home seems so much better when I have less time to enjoy it there,when I'm not staying there full-time.
Lots of bitching going on in work, all over myhead because I hate that kind of thing at work. I do enjoy slagging off the boss sometimes though,but she is particularly, stupendously stupid and doesn't know how to treat people.
2 more days before a lie-in! I have taken painkillers so hopefully this monster will go to sleepand not wake up withme at 6am. For then I will be GRRCHARLEY and not my more usual amiable self XD.
I only realise how weird I am in the company of non-friends,so at work. I'm very strange because I know what a person should and should not care about, I'm mostly unaffected, quite cheery in the face of ugly attitude because I know that serves as a bigger fuck-you than anger, and also most of the cheek displayed in that place is PALTRY next to half the shit I've come out with over the years. And I can't come up with an example, but some of the suggestions I've mentioned have gotten me crazy looks- either "wow you're a genius" or "my god, you're insane!". Or they think I'm ridiculously funny, which while fun for my ego, makes me go "um...it wasn't that funny....calm down."I don't know how I comeacross, I imagine I've got a touch merely because they can't place me, but then I disrupt all of that by being perfectly nice to everyone, my hatred of Lisa has receded a bit in the face of emotive vocality.It's at timesliek this that I realise I really do live in my own little world- and it'sway superior to the one everyone else seems to live in-fighting over imagined slights and who purposely stole the cups out of the cupboard- WHO THE FUCK CAAAAAAAAAARES.In the big bad scheme it's not important. Something like that job, if permanent, could never be just a job. I have this uncharleyish need to please those ladies and make sure they get everything they deserve and wantand the smile doesn't seem so fake for them. I was on upperpink unit today and they seemed alittle morewith it than green. Jean's a classy lady who's ACTUALLY me only OLD. I AM A CLASSY LADY!!!!! Ok, maybe it's actually the fact that she aint no lady that I love about her,she's sarky without being mean and funny and does what she wants.I didn't realise Betty had been put on that unit, she's the lady I stole the newspapers off along with her cup and she hunted me down and I denied ALLLLL knowledge, she totally knew it was me though, I can see it in her eyyyyyes.
Only a week left after this one, it's only a little bit sad because I'll remember the experience for a long time and everyone will have forgotten me by the time my replacement steps in. I think I actually like it better here than in Abbeylands- though there is a ferocious lack of hotness going on.No Paul. Only Derek. And compared to Paul (although Derek has better hair), he just doesn't have it.
Wow, on and on I go about work. Why? Who knows.Porbably because I have absolutely nothing else going on; no mouse killings, no aine discussions about the flat.
I will say this though before my departure. Sometimes I really wish I was omnipotent so I could control people's actions just because through selfishness I want to change them, or through awareness I want to improve their lot. I want happiness for so many people, but sometimes my own wishes get in the way which really depresses me because I want to rise above it and not need or want, but just be content with what I have.
I watched "lost in Austen" tonight, and it was awesome, I just can't wait til next wednesday to watch the next bit. But then again next wednesday is when my mum goes into hospital,so maybe I can wait...
I'm looking forward to going home-seeing Emma, getting my hands on pagan goods...maybe seeing SE. Home seems so much better when I have less time to enjoy it there,when I'm not staying there full-time.
Lots of bitching going on in work, all over myhead because I hate that kind of thing at work. I do enjoy slagging off the boss sometimes though,but she is particularly, stupendously stupid and doesn't know how to treat people.
2 more days before a lie-in! I have taken painkillers so hopefully this monster will go to sleepand not wake up withme at 6am. For then I will be GRRCHARLEY and not my more usual amiable self XD.
I only realise how weird I am in the company of non-friends,so at work. I'm very strange because I know what a person should and should not care about, I'm mostly unaffected, quite cheery in the face of ugly attitude because I know that serves as a bigger fuck-you than anger, and also most of the cheek displayed in that place is PALTRY next to half the shit I've come out with over the years. And I can't come up with an example, but some of the suggestions I've mentioned have gotten me crazy looks- either "wow you're a genius" or "my god, you're insane!". Or they think I'm ridiculously funny, which while fun for my ego, makes me go "um...it wasn't that funny....calm down."I don't know how I comeacross, I imagine I've got a touch merely because they can't place me, but then I disrupt all of that by being perfectly nice to everyone, my hatred of Lisa has receded a bit in the face of emotive vocality.It's at timesliek this that I realise I really do live in my own little world- and it'sway superior to the one everyone else seems to live in-fighting over imagined slights and who purposely stole the cups out of the cupboard- WHO THE FUCK CAAAAAAAAAARES.In the big bad scheme it's not important. Something like that job, if permanent, could never be just a job. I have this uncharleyish need to please those ladies and make sure they get everything they deserve and wantand the smile doesn't seem so fake for them. I was on upperpink unit today and they seemed alittle morewith it than green. Jean's a classy lady who's ACTUALLY me only OLD. I AM A CLASSY LADY!!!!! Ok, maybe it's actually the fact that she aint no lady that I love about her,she's sarky without being mean and funny and does what she wants.I didn't realise Betty had been put on that unit, she's the lady I stole the newspapers off along with her cup and she hunted me down and I denied ALLLLL knowledge, she totally knew it was me though, I can see it in her eyyyyyes.
Only a week left after this one, it's only a little bit sad because I'll remember the experience for a long time and everyone will have forgotten me by the time my replacement steps in. I think I actually like it better here than in Abbeylands- though there is a ferocious lack of hotness going on.No Paul. Only Derek. And compared to Paul (although Derek has better hair), he just doesn't have it.
Wow, on and on I go about work. Why? Who knows.Porbably because I have absolutely nothing else going on; no mouse killings, no aine discussions about the flat.
I will say this though before my departure. Sometimes I really wish I was omnipotent so I could control people's actions just because through selfishness I want to change them, or through awareness I want to improve their lot. I want happiness for so many people, but sometimes my own wishes get in the way which really depresses me because I want to rise above it and not need or want, but just be content with what I have.