Good news...
My boss rang me up about half an hour ago and ask if I could work tommorrow! Wicked news, I thought I was only doing one day this week and I was counting on working a bit more as I'm still pretty broke. It's waitering as well so hopefully shouldn't be too dull.
And my friend told me he's driving us to Hertford tommorow, instead of us having to get a non-existant coach - more great news. I was feeling a bit pissed off before I found out those gems of information, so at least that's cheered me up. On the downside I feel slightly ill, but I think that might just be from reading in other people's livejournals about how ill they are.
Alternatively, it could be from these random 'Cod Liver Oil' tablets I brought on Saturday. They're supposed to make you healthier, and branier, but I don't think it's working.
I might get murdered tommorow.
And my friend told me he's driving us to Hertford tommorow, instead of us having to get a non-existant coach - more great news. I was feeling a bit pissed off before I found out those gems of information, so at least that's cheered me up. On the downside I feel slightly ill, but I think that might just be from reading in other people's livejournals about how ill they are.
Alternatively, it could be from these random 'Cod Liver Oil' tablets I brought on Saturday. They're supposed to make you healthier, and branier, but I don't think it's working.
I might get murdered tommorow.