An update...
So it's been more than a fortnight since the last time I updated. I hope you didn't spend all that time on tenterhooks - because that's a rather unhealthy length of time to remain on tenterhooks for.
Anyhoo, yes, I now I have a job: I work for Sales in RHL (slightly more catchy than the full name of "Response Handling Limited"), which is an outsourcing callcentre company, which basically means it provides callcentre facilities and staff to clients who don't have the time or resources to start their own callcentre from scratch. Currently I'm working for Dairy Crest's juice-selling project - which means I spend a great portion of my day flogging juice to customers who get their milk delivered by Dairy Crest. It can be a soul-destroying vocation, but it's not usually as bad as one might think, and the in-house bantar's quite good - and it's bringing in a bit of money for the moment.
The awkward hours (12:30pm - 8:30pm Mon-Thurs, 11:30am - 7:30pm Fri) mean that I don't have much of a life till the weekend. It's a small sacrifice for the money which is getting me things like bike lights, helmets, drumkits, (possibly) secondhand pianos, some nice clothes, (possibly) spare cash for cycle-touring sometime - as well as some work/life experience and all that.
I haven't seen Stuart for a good few weeks... he's going through a strange phase or something, and I'm not sure what the issue is, besides him "hating" or at least disliking to a great extent, Wonderthighs... ah well. I kinda miss Stu too.
I lost my ID on Friday while out drunk. Darn. Today I bought a Mooncup. It's great.
A Mooncup is a menstrual cup - which means it's a little reusable silicone container thingymabob which one sticks in one's vagina while menstruating, as an alternative to a wad of surgical cotton wool, or a sticky smelly pad laden with countless environmentally unfriendly chemicals specially designed to fill landfill sites to the brim and cause unknown and possibly undesirable effects on eco-systems and ourselves.
It also several times more comfortable than either disposable sanitary product, and possibly more convenient too. It's made of silicone, which doesn't dry up your ladybits and isn't associated with TSS. The material itself isn't conducive to bacterial growth, and it forms a vacuum seal against the vaginal walls: No leaks, no mess, no smell. And you can leave it in for 8 hours, like a tampon. If you're a woman, you menstruate, and don't have one - get one. Or you must be mad.
Wonderthighs has been in touch. I'm still marrying him. Though his slightly less confident on this at the moment than I am... That's natural.
Our babies are going to be some of the cutest babies ever. You mark my words.
My dad wants me to shift my arse now. Je vous souhaite une bonne nuite comme toujours. A la prochaine.
Anyhoo, yes, I now I have a job: I work for Sales in RHL (slightly more catchy than the full name of "Response Handling Limited"), which is an outsourcing callcentre company, which basically means it provides callcentre facilities and staff to clients who don't have the time or resources to start their own callcentre from scratch. Currently I'm working for Dairy Crest's juice-selling project - which means I spend a great portion of my day flogging juice to customers who get their milk delivered by Dairy Crest. It can be a soul-destroying vocation, but it's not usually as bad as one might think, and the in-house bantar's quite good - and it's bringing in a bit of money for the moment.
The awkward hours (12:30pm - 8:30pm Mon-Thurs, 11:30am - 7:30pm Fri) mean that I don't have much of a life till the weekend. It's a small sacrifice for the money which is getting me things like bike lights, helmets, drumkits, (possibly) secondhand pianos, some nice clothes, (possibly) spare cash for cycle-touring sometime - as well as some work/life experience and all that.
I haven't seen Stuart for a good few weeks... he's going through a strange phase or something, and I'm not sure what the issue is, besides him "hating" or at least disliking to a great extent, Wonderthighs... ah well. I kinda miss Stu too.
I lost my ID on Friday while out drunk. Darn. Today I bought a Mooncup. It's great.
A Mooncup is a menstrual cup - which means it's a little reusable silicone container thingymabob which one sticks in one's vagina while menstruating, as an alternative to a wad of surgical cotton wool, or a sticky smelly pad laden with countless environmentally unfriendly chemicals specially designed to fill landfill sites to the brim and cause unknown and possibly undesirable effects on eco-systems and ourselves.
It also several times more comfortable than either disposable sanitary product, and possibly more convenient too. It's made of silicone, which doesn't dry up your ladybits and isn't associated with TSS. The material itself isn't conducive to bacterial growth, and it forms a vacuum seal against the vaginal walls: No leaks, no mess, no smell. And you can leave it in for 8 hours, like a tampon. If you're a woman, you menstruate, and don't have one - get one. Or you must be mad.
Wonderthighs has been in touch. I'm still marrying him. Though his slightly less confident on this at the moment than I am... That's natural.
Our babies are going to be some of the cutest babies ever. You mark my words.
My dad wants me to shift my arse now. Je vous souhaite une bonne nuite comme toujours. A la prochaine.