So, I have produced a critical fail on blogging for the last month for various trivial reasons. Thus, I shall do a quick summary of things to date.
- Laura and Boydy moved in a fortnight ago, and it is working well. Boydy actually showed up and moved in (despite never successfully viewing the flat beforehand) and now job-hunts whilst living off ketchup with bacon, and consuming enough cheese per week to build a moon (or a giant, spherical space-station, if you please). Laura rages at the sewing machine for ruining the half-finished beanbags whilst waiting for her job to commence and filling the fridge with home-made soups. We have made two trips to Ikea and are now two bookshelves up, as well as a pot plant named 'Spike'. The flat actually feels slightly lived in now, which is nice.
- I have a job. No, it's not in the media; I've failed a number of media-related interviews in the last month despite my best efforts and am currently trying to decide if it's worth the hassle. In the meantime, I have a job at an 'outdoors' shop (like Blacks, only more upmarket) just off Oxford Street. It'll do for the now, but it's obviously not where I really want to be, so I'm not entirely content. Today I was asked to rearrange and re-label the entire stockroom, and thus spent all day in an oversized cupboard huffing meths as a result. I felt like a bit of a tramp as I grinned at everyone, somewhat off my face and covered in ink smudges. Fun times. But yeah, I don't know where I want to go, career-wise, so I'm struggling a bit on that front.
- I've seen a few of the Nottingham bunch recently; Rose-Heather prompted a trip to the Horniman Museum in South London, which was nice. I didn't know it was going to be full of stuffed animals but hey, there was a huge walrus (sans bucket) and tiny freaky lizards, so I was happy. Good to see Peter S and Lizzy as well. Then Simon and Leeanne joined the fray for a couple of days, during which I accidentally bought an Xbox 360, went to a shop called 'Pentonville Rubber' and had a nice meal in Chinatown. Yes, I did have sweet-and-sour chicken. So there.
Um, beyond that, I can't think of much that's significant. Sorry. But I shall try and get back to updating once a week again. :) It's my birthday in about a fortnight, so I shall likely return to Nottingham for a suggested party on the 3rd. Hopefully I shall see a few of you there.
Twenty-one. Wow, I swear I do not feel that young.
