ok, proper post time now
Well apart from my brush yesterday with the EVIL STOMACH FLU OF DEATH(!!!!!!), and the fact that I am rapidly becoming obsessed with Top Gear (as you may have noticed from the sudden rash of TG icons - why? I don't even like cars *looks plaintive and confused*), nothing much has happened in my life.
Oh, except housie and boyfriend moved out to go be a diplomat in the middle east, leaving us to find someone new. Which we did, and HE IS THE DOZIEST MAN EVAH! It's like, and I mean this literally, talking to porridge. He just sits there all grey and lumpen, and goes "gloop" every so often *shudder* And he sat in the hall on the first night (we are cordless phoneless right now, and so must sit in the icy draft on the floor in the hall to call people) bitching about us and the house where we could hear him!?! I honestly think he think if he can't see us, we can't see or hear him *headdesk* We're giving him 7 days, and then if he doesn't improve, we'll give him his notice. I think I'll nickname him Glumpy, because that's what he reminds me of. Can a word be onomatopoeic for a person's soul?
Still waiting to hear about the job (uh, did I tell you guys I was going for a promotion/real job?), but hopefully sometime soon. Pray for me people, I'm so bored I could cry and if I don't get a real job sometime soon I'll have to think about quitting to spend all day watching Top Gear re-runs and ogling Jeremy Clarkson's ass and Richard Hammond and James May's everything *sigh* To cheer everyone up.... well, to cheer me up, really... here are some pictures of teh TG cuteness - James May in a tractor, bless!
Oh, except housie and boyfriend moved out to go be a diplomat in the middle east, leaving us to find someone new. Which we did, and HE IS THE DOZIEST MAN EVAH! It's like, and I mean this literally, talking to porridge. He just sits there all grey and lumpen, and goes "gloop" every so often *shudder* And he sat in the hall on the first night (we are cordless phoneless right now, and so must sit in the icy draft on the floor in the hall to call people) bitching about us and the house where we could hear him!?! I honestly think he think if he can't see us, we can't see or hear him *headdesk* We're giving him 7 days, and then if he doesn't improve, we'll give him his notice. I think I'll nickname him Glumpy, because that's what he reminds me of. Can a word be onomatopoeic for a person's soul?
Still waiting to hear about the job (uh, did I tell you guys I was going for a promotion/real job?), but hopefully sometime soon. Pray for me people, I'm so bored I could cry and if I don't get a real job sometime soon I'll have to think about quitting to spend all day watching Top Gear re-runs and ogling Jeremy Clarkson's ass and Richard Hammond and James May's everything *sigh* To cheer everyone up.... well, to cheer me up, really... here are some pictures of teh TG cuteness - James May in a tractor, bless!