I forgot how much I love Neutral Milk Hotel
Dear Internet,
Today I wandered around Norwich trying to find part-time work that I'll be able to fit around uni (doing an arts degree, this shouldn't be that hard). Most places have a big sign saying "this job has a year long contract so do not apply if you are planning on returning to university after summer" even if it's only a Saturday job. I assume some of you have found similar. This is not the first time I have made such a job-searching expedition. Worst bit is it left me hungry, and tempted to buy food at expense, which would have had the effect of some sort of anti-job.
Now, I am home, and I am hungry, yet too lazy to cook, and as a result, am eating my way through an iceberg lettuce. It's unlikely to fill me up, but it's the only way I'll learn.
In recent thoughts: Far too much of the time, people think I'm being rude or argumentative when I really don't intend to be at all. I think I have difficulty understanding social interaction, but I'm not entirely sure how to deal with this. It happens in a great deal of social situations, but it's obviously the most problematic when I end up upsetting people. I'm not sure if it's some sort of mild social disorder or just a thing that everyone does, but in either case, I'm putting my mind to it from here on in, but in the meantime please let me know if I'm being like this in some way, especially if it seems like I haven't noticed. This isn't an attempt to excuse future rudenesses, it's a genuine promise to change, because I really do want to. Somehow. I understand it's tricky to just say "Harriet, you're being a douche, please stop". I perhaps need some sort of codeword. Suggestions welcome, otherwise I shall stick with CODEWORD: DOUCHE. It's quite a satisfying word to say out loud.
The middle bit of an iceberg lettuce tastes gross. I've just realised that I have cereal. Problem solved. Om nom nom.
Bad day. Am, however, looking forward to evening.
Yours, Harriet
Today I wandered around Norwich trying to find part-time work that I'll be able to fit around uni (doing an arts degree, this shouldn't be that hard). Most places have a big sign saying "this job has a year long contract so do not apply if you are planning on returning to university after summer" even if it's only a Saturday job. I assume some of you have found similar. This is not the first time I have made such a job-searching expedition. Worst bit is it left me hungry, and tempted to buy food at expense, which would have had the effect of some sort of anti-job.
Now, I am home, and I am hungry, yet too lazy to cook, and as a result, am eating my way through an iceberg lettuce. It's unlikely to fill me up, but it's the only way I'll learn.
In recent thoughts: Far too much of the time, people think I'm being rude or argumentative when I really don't intend to be at all. I think I have difficulty understanding social interaction, but I'm not entirely sure how to deal with this. It happens in a great deal of social situations, but it's obviously the most problematic when I end up upsetting people. I'm not sure if it's some sort of mild social disorder or just a thing that everyone does, but in either case, I'm putting my mind to it from here on in, but in the meantime please let me know if I'm being like this in some way, especially if it seems like I haven't noticed. This isn't an attempt to excuse future rudenesses, it's a genuine promise to change, because I really do want to. Somehow. I understand it's tricky to just say "Harriet, you're being a douche, please stop". I perhaps need some sort of codeword. Suggestions welcome, otherwise I shall stick with CODEWORD: DOUCHE. It's quite a satisfying word to say out loud.
The middle bit of an iceberg lettuce tastes gross. I've just realised that I have cereal. Problem solved. Om nom nom.
Bad day. Am, however, looking forward to evening.
Yours, Harriet