LotsOfRandom...
Because my head is thinking about lots of little things, as opposed to being on one major topic at the moment, (although it should be, given the whole ‘doing coursework’ thing) this entry is liable to be a list of all the things I am thinking about at the moment. All the random thoughts of the last couple of days.
Firstly I have to report my latest injury, which is a paper cut on each hand on that bit between the forefinger and thumb. I got them from loading paper into the photocopier at work. They’re tiny, but boy do they sting like anything. Who said working in admin isn’t hazardous? I’m not enjoying the stinging painful useless hands, but I can’t do them justice in writing, so I won’t say any more about that.
I realised the other night, that since having been going out with Alan, I now have an interest in cars and look forward to watching Top Gear on Sunday. This is highly odd for a person who originally never saw a car-related programme in her life before this, and thought that the Nissan Micra was the height in motoring technology. **Which it is, I just now have better lingo to back myself up in these assertions!**
I have recently, though after much thought about it and discussion with a few friends, come to the conclusion that one of my friends is a bit of a freeloader. It’s a horrible thing to think about someone i know, but over time despite the fact that he does have a job and relatively low personal outgoings, he just seems to be very reliant on other people providing him with things like food and drink and transport when we go to places for D&D weekends. Though oddly, he always has enough to provide himself with alcohol for the duration. It came to a head a bit last weekend because myself, Alan and Paul had done all our food shopping before Dave had arrived in Halifax and there was a big sulk by him when he realised that we weren’t just going to let him eat the food we had already bought. The guy earns more than me for crying out loud, yet claims to always be broke. Well, at the risk of sounding mean, I am not going to be the one to feed him!
I must get my Christmas cards written and posted in the next 48 hours. I have this gripe that I am supremely organised over preparing for Christmas, and I have my plan, but then other people start handing out their cards first and I look really disorganised! Well, not really really. But enough to spur me into action!
I’m still having trouble finding a start to my coursework. I have a better general idea of its structure as a whole in my head, but am struggling with the details. Hopefully when I have three consecutive days off next week I will have the advantage of sitting down and absorbing myself in it which will alter matters considerably.
Sam the baby has two bottom teeth poking through now. They are pointy and hurt when he bites you!
Firstly I have to report my latest injury, which is a paper cut on each hand on that bit between the forefinger and thumb. I got them from loading paper into the photocopier at work. They’re tiny, but boy do they sting like anything. Who said working in admin isn’t hazardous? I’m not enjoying the stinging painful useless hands, but I can’t do them justice in writing, so I won’t say any more about that.
I realised the other night, that since having been going out with Alan, I now have an interest in cars and look forward to watching Top Gear on Sunday. This is highly odd for a person who originally never saw a car-related programme in her life before this, and thought that the Nissan Micra was the height in motoring technology. **Which it is, I just now have better lingo to back myself up in these assertions!**
I have recently, though after much thought about it and discussion with a few friends, come to the conclusion that one of my friends is a bit of a freeloader. It’s a horrible thing to think about someone i know, but over time despite the fact that he does have a job and relatively low personal outgoings, he just seems to be very reliant on other people providing him with things like food and drink and transport when we go to places for D&D weekends. Though oddly, he always has enough to provide himself with alcohol for the duration. It came to a head a bit last weekend because myself, Alan and Paul had done all our food shopping before Dave had arrived in Halifax and there was a big sulk by him when he realised that we weren’t just going to let him eat the food we had already bought. The guy earns more than me for crying out loud, yet claims to always be broke. Well, at the risk of sounding mean, I am not going to be the one to feed him!
I must get my Christmas cards written and posted in the next 48 hours. I have this gripe that I am supremely organised over preparing for Christmas, and I have my plan, but then other people start handing out their cards first and I look really disorganised! Well, not really really. But enough to spur me into action!
I’m still having trouble finding a start to my coursework. I have a better general idea of its structure as a whole in my head, but am struggling with the details. Hopefully when I have three consecutive days off next week I will have the advantage of sitting down and absorbing myself in it which will alter matters considerably.
Sam the baby has two bottom teeth poking through now. They are pointy and hurt when he bites you!