There is hope

I'm am still being pursued by credit cards and their agents, but I am trying not to let it get to me. A second interview at some fancy-pants IT/Business solutions company bodes well, though the recruitment agent has told me to be myself. Surely not! Do they really want a moody, naturally dissatisfied girl working for them? Perhaps they mean I should let the relaxed, gregarious me shine through. Yeah, that must be it.

As no one has looked at this I can post whatever on here. So here's me having an office breakdown!

Debtors' Gaol

I've just had a nasty 'phone call - right in the middle of the afternoon on this glorious quatorze Juillet as well! Of course, I have only myself to blame (those upstanding institutions called banks of course have nothing to do with it, preying as they do on impoverished graduates and other such 'youngsters'). I have, almost wittingly, defaulted on a repayment plan on a blasted credit card and now I have 14 days in which to clear the full, remaining balance. It shouldn't be impossible but it will mean having to impose even more stringent non-spending rules on myself in the next month. If not, well, I've been been threatened with court action. Has anyone out there gone down the bankruptcy route?

Hmmm, 'they' (whoever 'they' are) say, in their infinite wisdom, that money doesn't make you happy. But I can assure you it would make me happy. I've had it up to here (imagine me clambering on to my desk and getting on tiptoes to reach the ceiling at this point) with scratching around in permanent penury. I don't want to spend the rest of my life being parsimonious - it doesn't come naturally to me. Still, I'm trying not to get downhearted about it as I can just feel it in my bones (just beyond the pain of my RSI) that I will be securing gainful, permanent employment in the next 2 weeks. Either that or I have to cancel my only planned 'holiday' (friend's wedding in Norway) of the summer. Actually, make that the only planned holiday of the year! Fuxsake!

Sometimes

Sometimes, when I'm at work, I have to do audiotyping. It's not unusual to walk past me and see me tapping away at the keyboard with my headphones in. This allows me to listen to music whilst emailing too, and as long as I don't start nodding my head or swaying Wonder-style I doubt I'll get rumbled.

What do I listen to? Well, I found this gem of a site: http://defunktion.net/. Have a look, have a listen.

Right, now, where's that Power of Attorney I was supposed to engross?

So, so tired

A combination of information overload about the bombings here in London, excessive drinking and alfresco eating and arguing until the break of dawn (on Saturday night/Sunday morning) have all contributed to an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion and lethargy. But I am battling through as I am at [new] work and, for a change, I'm being kept mildly busy.

Oh look - only 4 more hours to go and then I get my chance to get even more knackered, but lovely and sweaty too, at kickboxing. Or maybe I'll just slope off home, to bed. Mmm, bed.

Decision made

It was an easy decision to make (lunch, that is) as the range of food was fairly limited today (only two varieties of baguettes available for instance). I had a carbohydrate-laden meal of tuna mayo and iceberg lettuce baguette, packet of cheese and onion crisps and a can of Idris Fiery Ginger Beer, which is far inferior to Old Jamaica Ginger Beer, but just as unhealthy.

So you see, all the healthy options were ignored. As I am in severe penury (the agency I'm working for having neglected to pay me today, contrary to the terms and conditions of employment contract) I foresee an evening meal at Speedy Noodle. Tasty of course, but healthy? Well, there could be trace elements of vitamins A, C and D. And there's protein too, I suppose.

Still, there's my barbeque tomorrow, to which I'm hoping my friend James will be bringing me the merguez sausages he promised. I have some steaks to grill too, so just need someone to bring pudding (trifle) and some booze.

I didn't mean to be so focussed on food - must be the boredom taking control. It's just as well I don't do that weird 'comfort eating' thing.

Complete novice's first post

This is the place where I shall deposit such ramblings and observations of the minutae which occur to me throughout the day - whether these prove interesting or at least curious to anyone else is to be seen.

After the unpleasantness of yesterday in London, I have to admit that, through my nodding off on the No. 45 bus into Blackfriars this morning, I didn't notice people being 'extra' vigilant (myself included) or unduly wary. After all, this is a little difficult if you are plugged into your iPod and are captivated by the sudoku on your lap (not me though, I had a newspaper on my lap which I couldn't read due to aforementioned nodding off). Traffic flow was slightly lighter than usual, notwithstanding Mayor Ken waiving the C-charge. Obviously, those who are able to work from home, or take leave, will have done so. If I wasn't an itinerant worker being paid for each and every hour I'm at 'work' (I'm not terribly busy, you see), I don't think I would have stirred from my bed until at least midday.

I feel as though I've been 'over-newsed' - so many eye-witness accounts, so many images of carnage. The bombings yesterday were a shock to most, if not all Londoners, but not entirely unexpected. And imagine, this is what the citizens Fallujah, Baghdad, Gaza Strip, West Bank, Golan Heights to name but a few have to put up with on a much more frequent basis. Four devices were detonated and I can't help thinking that, tragic as the loss of life has been, the fatalities could have been much higher. Having been saturated with the constant media barrage I will not be tuning in to the news for at least, ooh, about 4 hours.

Aah, it's almost lunchtime now and I will have another important topic on the agenda: jacket potato or sandwich, large salad or small salad, pineapple juice or free mineral water from the cooler? Crisps? Sometimes I think just making the right choice of clothes to wear is enough to think about - and then I have the temerity to complain I'm not challenged enough at work!