( Usual whining )

Still alive after all then, over a month after last posting anything relevant and with my Reading review still incomplete. Some sort of effort must be made to record my life and existence for my own disintegrating memory and for study by future archaeologists while exploring the Internet to find out what life was truly like in the year 2007. Answer ( Read more... )

Reading the Mambogoddess talking about how she'd worked a 45-hour week made me bark a hollow laugh, not at her but at my own memories of 45 hours seeming like a long week. Those days are long gone: I've done 41 hours in just THREE DAYS, including a 29-hour shift (during which, mercifully, I at least managed a couple of hours of sleep). Such ( Read more... )

So you spend some time having a life and all of a sudden, a month has passed without a single post to
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I've actually really enjoyed my job over the last week (I worked as a chef today, bring it on), so of course they're talking about redundancy again and offering me an alternative, to wit, being restaurant supervisor at another hotel. While the restaurant is about a billion times nicer looking (this compared with this ) who wants to be a supervisor ( Read more... )

Fresh from an awful weekend in which I did a 17-hour shift which concluded at 5.30am and STILL managed to get home before Kyly, reassured of love by a whopping 1 comment on my previous LiveJournal, I reached the obvious conclusion that it was time to get out of Coventry. And, on Sunday, that's exactly what I did. Of course, there was the small ( Read more... )

First of all, should I go to see Howling Bells or former Gorky's frontman Euros Childs on Tuesday? I'm leaning towards the former, but tell me your thoughts! And speaking of Gorky's Zygotic Mynci alumni, last night Chris and I went to see Richard James at Taylor John's House, who played while 'Metropolis' and 'The Third Man' were beamed onto the ( Read more... )

I suppose it had to happen eventually: midway through a shift in which I'd just about managed to get through six or seven hours (having to do the work that my minions didn't bother doing as well as my own), I realised I could barely stand upright, and, after pointing out that I would black out if I remained at work a moment longer, was taken home. ( Read more... )

My word, it's been a long time since I've updated. Curse this having-a-life lark interfering with my LiveJournalling. So let's go!

( CAT )

More merriment with work, on this occasion our boss (hereafter 'The Demon Headmaster') gave me a paycheque for 40 hours last week: unusual, since I'd worked 47 hours. Apparently, he'd decided that I should have the hours off in lieu rather than getting paid for them, which is clearly illegal since he didn't bother telling me this before swindling ( Read more... )