Saturday, July 17, 2004
Post-its
bugger it.
I think I'm having me a start-life crisis, except that I'm fast approaching that horrific and unspeakable thing called middle-age.
Sometimes writing just doesn't feel like enough.
Self-centred me. I heard out Her start-life crises. And other people's, too.
My turn, and I stand against it, hackles raised and fur bristling, in the silence of my own mind.
anyhow. enough self-indulgent whinging. To do list today :
1) haircut, covent garden. Must Do before interview.
2) jedi mind-trick fellow SHO into doing tuesday shift for me. If he wants to swap two days for one, who am I to stand in his way. Why, oh why didn't I leap on it yesterday?! Why did I have to be all nice and keep asking him if he was sure he wanted to do it?!?!
3) post job app
4) fill in locum forms
5) go gym
6)fence bugger. technically impossible without a fencing club. or even a whole blade. Maybe I'll wander down to LeonPaul and buy an inferior quality sabre blade. sigh.
I think I'm having me a start-life crisis, except that I'm fast approaching that horrific and unspeakable thing called middle-age.
Sometimes writing just doesn't feel like enough.
Self-centred me. I heard out Her start-life crises. And other people's, too.
My turn, and I stand against it, hackles raised and fur bristling, in the silence of my own mind.
anyhow. enough self-indulgent whinging. To do list today :
1) haircut, covent garden. Must Do before interview.
2) jedi mind-trick fellow SHO into doing tuesday shift for me. If he wants to swap two days for one, who am I to stand in his way. Why, oh why didn't I leap on it yesterday?! Why did I have to be all nice and keep asking him if he was sure he wanted to do it?!?!
3) post job app
4) fill in locum forms
5) go gym
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