Le Weekende
This weekend has been on the good side.
Last night my Mum had her fireworks thing, which was nice because I haven't seen alot of those family-friend type people in forever. In my mind, I expect Charlie to be at all of these such occasions, and seeing he blatantly won't be it's always back-of-my-mind disappointing. But anyway there were fireworks and sparklers and chilli and soup and sausages and it was good times and we bitched about Mr. Paul Edler for quite a while because Rosa (who has now finished University which I find really scary) had had him as her A level history teacher.
Work cannot be described as anything but long. Yesterday Claire and Rachel came in, and I somehow managed to get the search for keywords "GAY" frozen on the screen due to an overload of results (so mature) and that was a bit awkward for a while. I had one of those mental-connection moments which you get with random people from time to time but nobody acts upon. Very nice boy. Messed up the thing on the till about 3 times and he didnt get pissed off, so hoping he will return soon.
Went to the Jeminators on Saturday for firework thing too, dropping all traces of moral responsbility and just staying for the whole time. There was biggalslingerie, and DS chat, plus the old 1812.
All in all good times.