Nov 18, 2006 19:56
Feeling that strange detatchment thingy again. Drinking slightly too much again. OBSESSING slightly too much again.
Work last night kinda sucked; it was pretty darn dead. I made a sum total of £1.50 in tips.
On the plus side, the university has awarded me £253 for being poor, that will cover this weeks rent ARREARS, and the council tax bill. (i know, i know, i don't pay council tax, but that doesn't stop them charging warren over a grand a year and the service is shite; we get trash collection once a fortnight and they are constantly resurfacing roads that DONT BLOODY NEED IT.) oooh, a little pent up resentment there.
The tax man has stolen sixty quid off me. 15 pounds a week from my meagre wages. i'm going to have brett sort it out, and if he can't i'm going to phone the tax office and scream at someone.
warren is telling me to tidy up as i type this; I HAVE FUCKING WORK TONIGHT AND I DON'T BLOODY FEEL LIKE TIDYING UP.,
Hungry now, but we don't really have any decent food in.
oooh, x-factor is just starting. i am utterly ashamed of myself for having even the remotest interest in it. o no, fucking westlife are on tonight. fucking hate boybands.
hmm, i seem to be a little pissed off at the moment, i think i need a drink.
lil