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oh lordy, so I went to the old gym at 9pm to avoid the crowds, and they were there anyway. I ran 3k, cycled 10k and it didn't really have an effect. A real bonus in one way, but it just means I didn't get any fitter today. BUT, and this if pure fucking disgusting man, I actually wrang my t-shirt out. It's obviously soft, strong, and long and totally absorbent -more so than other leading high street t-shirts - because this bad boy had a shite load of sweat in it. I must easily have lost a pint. Aaaaand, awww, there were these 3 girls who used to be quite fit at school but have chubbed up a bit, down there doing the basic induction stuff and carefully checking it off on the chart and doing all the stretches and everything. Cute.
I work with an absolute fittie, by the way.
And today at work, we had no managers so it was party time. What I did to party the day away was read the FCO website about the EU. Ohhhh yes. I was inspired when they sent me a warning about flying by internal planes in Russia (it's all so easy in hindsight, eh lads?). I figure, I know not a lot about current politics yet want a job in the FCO scheme a related branch so I'd better get off my heiney and learn something.
Here's the FCO buzz words for justifying Britain's involvement in the EU:
SINGLE
MARKET
And that's pretty much it. Nobody's motivated by politics or ideals, it's all about being able to flog over 50% of our goods (flogging goods abroad making up 11% of our GDP) to the 350 million consumers in Europe.
SINGLE MARKET ECONOMY.
And, having written this, I'm starting to worry about getting a job in a YEARS TIME. The Civil Service is highlyhighlyhighly competitive -mental note: buy a College tie- and the FCO in particular takes about 5 graduates every 4 years.
And that reminds me. Got a letter from the head of history at Oxford asking me to make a donation of £250, £500 or £1000! Apparently things are tight - unless they do it every year to the previous years' graduates. Suspiscious, and they ain't getting squat until I'm earning. Then I'll give them a shite load, along with my college, so I get invited to stuff and can climb the old boys network.
Crud.
Bed.
Bye.
I work with an absolute fittie, by the way.
And today at work, we had no managers so it was party time. What I did to party the day away was read the FCO website about the EU. Ohhhh yes. I was inspired when they sent me a warning about flying by internal planes in Russia (it's all so easy in hindsight, eh lads?). I figure, I know not a lot about current politics yet want a job in the FCO scheme a related branch so I'd better get off my heiney and learn something.
Here's the FCO buzz words for justifying Britain's involvement in the EU:
SINGLE
MARKET
And that's pretty much it. Nobody's motivated by politics or ideals, it's all about being able to flog over 50% of our goods (flogging goods abroad making up 11% of our GDP) to the 350 million consumers in Europe.
SINGLE MARKET ECONOMY.
And, having written this, I'm starting to worry about getting a job in a YEARS TIME. The Civil Service is highlyhighlyhighly competitive -mental note: buy a College tie- and the FCO in particular takes about 5 graduates every 4 years.
And that reminds me. Got a letter from the head of history at Oxford asking me to make a donation of £250, £500 or £1000! Apparently things are tight - unless they do it every year to the previous years' graduates. Suspiscious, and they ain't getting squat until I'm earning. Then I'll give them a shite load, along with my college, so I get invited to stuff and can climb the old boys network.
Crud.
Bed.
Bye.