Chaos-23

Hello again! Long time, no type.

I have had such a manic time the last few months, much of it involving slow internet connections and then the joy of no internet connection at all. Woo! Well, now my intarnetz have properly returned and I’m in the migration to UKFSN. Sadly I’m on an LLU so it’ll be a while, but meh. I also hope they can provide more than the 0.5meg they are currently quoting, or I will cry.

So, I’m back! Sorry if people thought they were being ignored, you weren’t. I did have internet access on my phone, in the Turtle, at mate’s houses, but it’s just not the same as at home. Often I would read messages and promptly forget all about replying. My bad :shame:

I know a few high profile people have died lately, but I’m not a people person. I was upset to hear Alex has died. I liked Alex.

http://www.alexfoundation.org/

I’ve managed to let myself get thoroughly bored. I can’t actually remember what I’ve done lately.. this is more a recap for myself:

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This weekend has to be one of the most random in a long while. Had a feeling Friday might be as dead as last week so prepared for the worst. Didn’t really happen like that!!

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I am now officially a Jo of the minted variety. Money cleared yesterday apparently. Just moved a stash of it into savings… gonna be earning about £80 a month in interest. Wheeeee!!!!

The amount of money in my savings account is currently at AWESOME. I bet I spend it all on booze and gadgets. Go me!

I’m on a total high from this right now, but I know soon I’ll remember I had 3 hours sleep last night and I really shouldn’t be awake… let alone going to see my favourite cousin off, she’s moving to Australia-land forever and then going back out drinking again straight after…. ow! Ow!!

R.I.P. DeathCopter

Why does this keep coming back? I have absolutely no reason to feel so shit, but all I can do right now is cry & get angry at myself.

I go out, fake being happy, then come home wondering what the point of anything is any more. It’s all just darkness and shit.

Wow, how emo am I.

I can only assume this is in some way hormonal/chemical because there really is nothing bad happening to me at the moment. Yes I’m being let down a lot, but what’s new. You can never trust anyone except yourself… and I’m a fucking brilliant liar.

I have finally left employment. I am now officially unemployed and farkin’ lovin’ it.

A big THANK YOU! to everyone that came out to wish me farewell. It was a good night, would have been better if I didn’t have to drink the evil cider, but fuck it. At least I managed to not think I was a cat this time. Onwards and upwards…

Been invited to the Beer festival again today… but that’s just silly. And I have a house warming to go to if I’m still invited Ms Robyn?

The leaving work festivities should be continuing on Friday at the Turks and then the Turtle, just because we can.

Only another day left at work now. This is pretty scary. I’m really looking forward to not having to get up and stuff, which goes without saying really. However, not going into work will be really odd. I’ll have to go out more just so I don’t end up a hermit.

I already figured it’s an ideal time to lose weight. Since splitting up with Chris I’m already lighter than I was. But then the boredom eating & weekly pizzas have gone. When my knee is better I’ll be walking to and from the station loads more too which has to be good and I can spend more time on the Wii :oD

It’s amazing how many plans I already have. Suddenly people seem to want to be my friend again… hmm… anything to do with that fat cheque? ;o)

Life is good. For the moment.

For the first night in a few weeks I have a had a good night out. Muchos thanks to Kev, Nik, Matt & Mikey. I managed to get rather wasted and not think about all the shitty stuff for an entire evening.

I can also now remember the benefits of being out from 18:00

AND I managed to not be a freak magnet. Woo!

Now I am not tired in the slightest, so will be watching lots of Mitchell & Webb and talking on IRC. <3 geekiness.

Nothing makes sense anymore. I don&apos;t know who I am. This can’t be me anymore. Am I really the person leaving their secure job to do god knows what? Am I really the person getting their first passport? Am I really the person booking holidays?

This isn’t me. I’ll wake up soon.

I probably shouldn’t have stayed out drinking tonight. I need sleeeeeep!