I realize I haven't posted in a while...
Probably about seven or eight months. Things have happened, as they always do - I've changed jobs and locations, kept my hair color for once.
It's been a year since Sean and I broke up and things are just proceeding.
I've been working at the opticians for seven months now, the job is easy and they don't hassle me but I'm not paid enough so I'm looking around again. I moved back into the city and am about to move in again with two of my best friends Kenny and Dave - the flat will be chaotic, messy, bitchy and ridiculous - I'm really looking forward to it.
I've been moonlighting as a Cigarette Girl at Club Noir the monthly burlesque ball - it's fun, I wear a little pink rubber dress and wander around selling fags, cigars, and candy on insanely high heels. 70% of the job is not falling over. Now that the cigarette ban is in place (no smoking in public places anywhere in Scotland) I'm more of an usherette but it gets me in free and I enjoy it.
No exciting relationships to report - I've been doing vague diplomatic talks with a really talented tattoo artist here, but I don't know if anything will come of it. I'm not sure if I want anything to - I've become complacent about not giving people any more than I want them to have and I think that habit might be hard to break.
At the moment it's all about finances - I've got to find an insane amount to put down next Tues for the new flat deposit. I had to sell my bass, which I said I'd never do. The flat is absolutely beautiful though - three rooms, upstairs and down, a huge living room with a mezzanine level. Gorgeous. I'll have to actually buy a bed though - thank god for Ikea.
I've been doing some free lance modelling for a photographer friend of mine - starting to submit to some alternative modelling sites - it's something to do, isn't it?
I've become addicted to myspace - how sad am i? I'm on it as Cat if anyone else has one.
I hope everyone else is well - It's been a long cold winter in Glasgow (still is, this hemisphere is stupid.) but I think spring might be coming..
It's been a year since Sean and I broke up and things are just proceeding.
I've been working at the opticians for seven months now, the job is easy and they don't hassle me but I'm not paid enough so I'm looking around again. I moved back into the city and am about to move in again with two of my best friends Kenny and Dave - the flat will be chaotic, messy, bitchy and ridiculous - I'm really looking forward to it.
I've been moonlighting as a Cigarette Girl at Club Noir the monthly burlesque ball - it's fun, I wear a little pink rubber dress and wander around selling fags, cigars, and candy on insanely high heels. 70% of the job is not falling over. Now that the cigarette ban is in place (no smoking in public places anywhere in Scotland) I'm more of an usherette but it gets me in free and I enjoy it.
No exciting relationships to report - I've been doing vague diplomatic talks with a really talented tattoo artist here, but I don't know if anything will come of it. I'm not sure if I want anything to - I've become complacent about not giving people any more than I want them to have and I think that habit might be hard to break.
At the moment it's all about finances - I've got to find an insane amount to put down next Tues for the new flat deposit. I had to sell my bass, which I said I'd never do. The flat is absolutely beautiful though - three rooms, upstairs and down, a huge living room with a mezzanine level. Gorgeous. I'll have to actually buy a bed though - thank god for Ikea.
I've been doing some free lance modelling for a photographer friend of mine - starting to submit to some alternative modelling sites - it's something to do, isn't it?
I've become addicted to myspace - how sad am i? I'm on it as Cat if anyone else has one.
I hope everyone else is well - It's been a long cold winter in Glasgow (still is, this hemisphere is stupid.) but I think spring might be coming..