This is Hobbes. After being completely adamant that I was getting a rescue cat that no-one else wanted, I have somehow caved to Duncan and got a kitten. He is the cutest thing in the world though. At the moment he’s clawing my leg, which is not so cute.
As you may have guessed I’m still jobless. I have applied for a job in a deli though, which I really really want. I’d be able to work with food all day! Also, I’m thinking I might want to own my own deli when I’m older so it would be good experience. And if I hate it then that’s another career option I can cross off the list. I’m beginning to think I should have an actual list and not a metaphorical one…
I signed on today. The shame. You can do it online now though, so I was spared the walk to the Job Centre. I’m hoping the free money will make up for the fact that I can’t get myself a job. £47 a week - that’s enough for anyone to live on… If that person happened to have no home and no outgoings at all.
Other than that, I haven’t been posting much because there hasn’t been much to say. The cat was dangled in front of me and then cruelly taken away. However, I will have a cat if it kills me. I’m hoping the cat I get won’t kill me though…
In the meantime, I have a Siamese fighting fish called Trevor Macdonald. He’s rather cool.
Arran was lovely, as ever. This year was my 21st year going on holiday there and I think I love it more every time I go. Plus, the weather was really good; I even got my nose sunburned which is rare in Scotland at this time of year!
Unfortunately, I did have to survive two four and a half hour car trips without my ipod or DS, which wasn’t very fun. I had my mum’s ipod to borrow for a bit, but it didn’t really yield a great amount of listenable music. Unless you like The Corrs, The Lighthouse Family and Celine Dion. Which I don’t.
I have another job interview tomorrow in a place which I’m not entirely sure I’ll be able to get to, which should be fun.
I’ve been reading ‘A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius’ by Dave Eggers on Jonic’s recommendation and I’m not entirely convinced I’m enjoying it. He just seems to have written all the things that went through his head over a period of years and I find myself getting very annoyed with him.
Also, my good friend Al Ewing has taken over Jonic’s ‘Re:Retro’ blog and is doing a sterling job of it. It should be read. Here.
That is all.
I am officially sick of being unemployed now. It’s the most boring thing in the entire world. Also I have zero cash money.
Just got back from a job interview. It didn’t go too badly I don’t think… I didn’t say ‘Girl Power’ at least. Not entirely sure I convinced them I was the best person for the job either though.
I’m currently watching ‘Diet Doctors - inside and out’Â (Channel 5 copy of ‘You are what you eat’ - luckily lacking in irate Scottish ladies bollocking people). It entirely baffles me how people can be so utterly ignorant about food. It’s not difficult; if you eat shit food, you get fat. It’s that simple. Plus, healthy food is nicer. I just don’t understand! The girl on here used to eat 9 burgers a week. That’s more than 1 a day! Ick.
I’m off to Arran tomorrow - exciting!
Isn’t RIP a weird phrase? It’s essentially saying “I sincerely hope that, after your death, no-one digs up your corpse and performs some kind of puppet show with it/kicks it a bit” or perhaps “I hope no-one causes a fuss in the graveyard and disturbs your eternal rest.”
I just thought I’d share that thought.
Also, is it just me that gets weirded (I know it’s not a word) out by everyday things sometimes? I got very peturbed by a straw the other day. What’s the actual point? Who invented it? Why?!