Sunday, 20 November 2005

Xanga Post: Sunday, November 20, 2005

Nothing to report except I start my new job tomorrow, I have a huge cold sore, and I've lost four pounds in the last two weeks.

Friday, 18 November 2005

Xanga Post: Friday, November 18, 2005

My new job starts on Monday.

I'm more excited than nervous, surprisingly. This is the job I wanted and I KNEW I'd kick ass at it. Believe me, that's not something I'm sure of very often. I have three weeks of training (I guess it's a lot of pressure, with people's lives on the line and all) from eight am to four pm, which does NOT thrill me. But, once I get through that, I go to a four pm to two am shift which, believe it or not, was the one that I wanted. It's four days a week and Jay will be able to come pick me up after work. I'm getting good vibes about this one. :)

My NaNoWriMo novel is going so much slower than I'd like it to. Katie actually caught up with me, which made me panic slightly. Now, I know where I want to go and I don't know how to get there. Plus, my back's in agony from sitting in front of the computer for so long and I can't use my laptop because the i key is stuck for some reason.

I dug out my Everclear CD yesterday for something to listen to while I was typing and I was shocked by how much I enjoyed it. I also put in "Graduation" by Vitamin C, which made me cry. Good job, brain.

I don't know if I like the new Doctor Who....Why Chris? Why? Why did you leave us? You were the best Doctor since Tom Baker!

I got a nifty letter and necklace from my penpal today. I always love getting up and finding mail. :) I have a whole stack of mail to send out myself, including a stack of NaNo swag for my Welshies.

Sue brought me home holiday decorations today. There's a little musical Santa plushie and a sparkly snowman. It was a nice surprise and I don't care if there from the pound shop. Lol. Jay bought me a Heffalump today too when we went to the bank. (It's for Children in Need.) The Moo's were not impressed. ;)

I watched the most amazing program the other night while I was waiting for Jay to come home from his mate's. It was about these schools in Africa. The one secondary school made me want to cry. Get this, the school was SO poor that they had to LOCK students OUT. But, because they were being told by everyone that they would never have any kind of a life without an education, the children were trying to sneak IN. It only cost £20 for the kids to go to school for a semester but most families couldn't pay it because that's SIX week's wages there. The headmistress was in the very unusual position of trying to keep the teacher's in (because they weren't getting paid) and the students out. Isn't that crazy? I wish more kids today in the "civilised" countries knew just how good they have it.

Tuesday, 15 November 2005

Xanga Post: Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Today I am happy and today I am sad.

I had trouble sleeping last night after RAW. It really broke my heart to watch the wrestling last night. To have to say goodbye to Eddie Guerrero. Isn't it funny? I was never even lucky enough to meet him and yet I spent hours crying over his death. I was not alone. Jay fought tears the whole night as well. It seems such a disgrace that someone in the prime of his life, and Eddie was only two years older than Jay, has left us so early. He has given so much to so many and I hope that he has gone on to something wonderful.

On the brighter side, I have a new job. I will be working for British Telecom, answering emergency calls. The pay is tremendous and Jay and I will have so much more time together. Plus, I will be doing what I am good at and I won't have to have a bloody dress code.

I also spoke to my baby brother today, which made me happy. It's such a shame that we were starting to build a good friendship when our lives when in two totally different directions. But, anyway, it looks like he and his wife may be coming to visit in the spring and that would make me happy.

I'm about to the halfway mark for NaNo so it's crunch time! I have to kick me some amazon ass.