and the proof is in the bloodshot eyes of the one who failed to see
Lordy, am I tired. My life has been pretty much non-stop since the start of May, and today will be the end of it for a while.
I wasn't able to go to Winton on the weekend, which looking back, makes me surly. I worked ALL weekend, and Monday night finishing an assignment. Yay.
I've spent the last two nights working on a job application, which is of staggering length. I had 3 copies bound today at Officeworks, and dropped them off at the school this afternoon. Then I went out to Silvan to thank them for their help, did some shopping, got petrol (stupid long weekend) and lunch (at 5pm!) and came home.
And now, all I want to do is whinge. Or sleep.
I've developed a not-nice headache, which I suspect is a stress release thing.
I am going to spend Saturday working out how to use a video camera, and (trying to) build a portfolio in case I get interviewed for this job. But tonight, I'm gonna sleep. As soon as I pack my bag for 'morrow and cook dinner that is ...
I wasn't able to go to Winton on the weekend, which looking back, makes me surly. I worked ALL weekend, and Monday night finishing an assignment. Yay.
I've spent the last two nights working on a job application, which is of staggering length. I had 3 copies bound today at Officeworks, and dropped them off at the school this afternoon. Then I went out to Silvan to thank them for their help, did some shopping, got petrol (stupid long weekend) and lunch (at 5pm!) and came home.
And now, all I want to do is whinge. Or sleep.
I've developed a not-nice headache, which I suspect is a stress release thing.
I am going to spend Saturday working out how to use a video camera, and (trying to) build a portfolio in case I get interviewed for this job. But tonight, I'm gonna sleep. As soon as I pack my bag for 'morrow and cook dinner that is ...