Well, more like 35, but still. It's fucking hot. Me and Draike have pretty much spent the second half of today unsticking ourselves from the furniture.
In other news, I got an email from Voiceworks saying that my piece is being considered for their next issue, so yay me. And I got two emails about the other one, thanking me for submitting. Both those responses were sooner than I thought, but I did submit pretty close to the deadline so...
Anyway, turns out Centrelink provides no assistance to full-time volunteers. Not too keen on getting another job seeing as I'm moving in a couple of months but it seems I will have to. Unless Big W gives me more shifts, which is possible I suppose. Especially with Christmas coming up. I changed my availability during my shift yesterday so I guess I'll just have to wait and see. In the mean time I am almost the poorest I have ever been, except for earlier this year when I was living by myself. At least things aren't THAT shit. lol. I'm all paid up on my bills though so its nothing I can't handle.
I hate daylight savings.
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EDIT: I was just reading an
article on the Bitch website about women writers. It was pretty interesting. And i'd have to say that I'm usually very dismissive of my own stuff ( ...yeah, I just did it. "Stuff" should be WORK). Not that I don't think that this isn't an issue for new writers of both genders. All but one of the lecturers for writing at Southern Cross are women, but I think thats pretty rare.