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First day at new job today.
Nervous doesn't even begin to describe it. I hope that they don't have us straight on phones on the first day, but that's kinda what they did at my last call-centre job so I'm not overly optimistic about my chances XD And jeez, getting up at 6.15am is PAINFUL after weeks of nice relaxed mornings getting up at 9.30 or later. My summer break is officially over ): Gotta head out the door in 45 minutes, but there's enough time for a cup of tea and some brekkie first. Oh, and updating LJ of course.
So, seeing as no one so far seems to think that a filter is necessary for my 'kin/bond-related posts, I'm gonna leave 'em public for now. Anything particularly long and/or irrelevant will go under a cut as I've already been doing. If anyone does start to get sick of it, I won't take it badly if you say so or remove me from your list. The fact that anyone at all cares to read all this stuff means the world to me as it is.
Man, I was so cold yesterday. It was a horrible sort of cold, like it had seeped right through into my bones and turned them to ice. I thought maybe I was getting sick or something, but a nice warm bath sorted that right out. Normally I can't be bothered with baths because they take so long, so I just shower instead. But it was soooo nice. I've been using the Radox that Jade sent me a while back, and it makes so many bubbles with just one cap-full, it's insane o.o But awesome XD BUBBLES. ( HAHAHA seems I can't stop... ever! )
Ohh holy crap this got long already and I have to go ;_; I guess I'll finish this up later because there's definitely more that I want to ramble about. New job, here I come o.o;;
ETA: I'm home XD Oh gods. Talk about pressure. But okay, I can do this. I think I'll write up about it later or tomorrow. I THINK THEY THINK THAT I AM FAR MORE COMPETENT THAN I AM :D Hoo~!
Miles made me buy coffee on the way home. And quiche. I like quiche, but I'm not so keen on coffee. But he was all annoyed because I wouldn't buy coffee from the vending machine in the lobby on my break and the only way I could placate him was to promise to buy a jar of coffee on the way home. Eegads. Can I have my life back please? >_>; Oh, right.
Fuuuuck I have a headache and I'm tired and I have so much more that I intended to say, but I'll save it for another post hsfghsghgksh x_____x I talk about all the mundane stuff, act like it's so cathartic to dissect Scourge and Miles' little habits and preferences... and yeah, it is kinda interesting figuring out what I know about them as people. But good lord I never touch on the more complicated (and infinitely more annoying) dynamics and situations. I won't even bother trying right now but I'll leave you instead with this. Ever since something he saw on Second Life, Miles has been enamoured with the idea of getting notched spinal piercings all the way down his/my back from between my shoulder-blades to just above my tattoo. Scourge is enamoured by the idea of violently stringing Miles up by them. Miles is not put off. G'night.
Nervous doesn't even begin to describe it. I hope that they don't have us straight on phones on the first day, but that's kinda what they did at my last call-centre job so I'm not overly optimistic about my chances XD And jeez, getting up at 6.15am is PAINFUL after weeks of nice relaxed mornings getting up at 9.30 or later. My summer break is officially over ): Gotta head out the door in 45 minutes, but there's enough time for a cup of tea and some brekkie first. Oh, and updating LJ of course.
So, seeing as no one so far seems to think that a filter is necessary for my 'kin/bond-related posts, I'm gonna leave 'em public for now. Anything particularly long and/or irrelevant will go under a cut as I've already been doing. If anyone does start to get sick of it, I won't take it badly if you say so or remove me from your list. The fact that anyone at all cares to read all this stuff means the world to me as it is.
Man, I was so cold yesterday. It was a horrible sort of cold, like it had seeped right through into my bones and turned them to ice. I thought maybe I was getting sick or something, but a nice warm bath sorted that right out. Normally I can't be bothered with baths because they take so long, so I just shower instead. But it was soooo nice. I've been using the Radox that Jade sent me a while back, and it makes so many bubbles with just one cap-full, it's insane o.o But awesome XD BUBBLES. ( HAHAHA seems I can't stop... ever! )
Ohh holy crap this got long already and I have to go ;_; I guess I'll finish this up later because there's definitely more that I want to ramble about. New job, here I come o.o;;
ETA: I'm home XD Oh gods. Talk about pressure. But okay, I can do this. I think I'll write up about it later or tomorrow. I THINK THEY THINK THAT I AM FAR MORE COMPETENT THAN I AM :D Hoo~!
Miles made me buy coffee on the way home. And quiche. I like quiche, but I'm not so keen on coffee. But he was all annoyed because I wouldn't buy coffee from the vending machine in the lobby on my break and the only way I could placate him was to promise to buy a jar of coffee on the way home. Eegads. Can I have my life back please? >_>; Oh, right.
Fuuuuck I have a headache and I'm tired and I have so much more that I intended to say, but I'll save it for another post hsfghsghgksh x_____x I talk about all the mundane stuff, act like it's so cathartic to dissect Scourge and Miles' little habits and preferences... and yeah, it is kinda interesting figuring out what I know about them as people. But good lord I never touch on the more complicated (and infinitely more annoying) dynamics and situations. I won't even bother trying right now but I'll leave you instead with this. Ever since something he saw on Second Life, Miles has been enamoured with the idea of getting notched spinal piercings all the way down his/my back from between my shoulder-blades to just above my tattoo. Scourge is enamoured by the idea of violently stringing Miles up by them. Miles is not put off. G'night.
