As she was unceremoniously 'let go' with 5 hours notice. It wasn't a shock, I knew they would do that to me. I was surprised by the amount of people that found out through the grape vine and came to see me to say goodbye and one person in particular said it was "really shabby" the way I was treated-you know who you are and thank you <3.
That all happened a few weeks ago now, I had a week off a week as a TA in a primary school (I want to get back into education)then half term, then a virus and now a suspected kidney infection. It's a bloody joke. I've been given antibiotics anti-inflammatories and pain killers. Strangely, my upper left side of my back spasms in acute pain every so often-esp when I lay down, sleeping last night was impossible, I'm determined to stay awake today so that I can get a decent kip tonight between the pain killers and exhaustion the spasms can fuck right off.
Well, I've had enough of doing responsible things today. I've been to the quacks, got my prescriptions (and started taking the pills) called my agencies (teaching personnel are incompetent they've lost my passport and are now dodging my calls) updated my CV and applied for a number of positions on Reed, even tailoring a cover letter for a few of them. So now I'm going to make the banana pancakes that I've been craving since hearing Jack Johnson on an advert earlier in the week.
But as I now have a dongle and some spare time on my hands (& once I'm better, something interesting to write about) There should be something a bit more worth while reading on here soon.
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Monday, 22 February 2010
Birthday cake
Celtic warrior woman succumbs to chocolate
It was my birthday, Miranda brought a massive chocolate cake to the pub and everyone had some-although I made a point of making as much mess as I could when I was nomming it! It reminded me of a game my brother and I played with ice cream when we were really little-get as much of it on your face as possible would have been a good name for it. The sequel would have been 'then try to lick it off your own face' but that part was more necessity than game.
It was a great day, I picked a pub that I'm comfortable in and has a good jukebox and stayed there while I had a constant dribble of good friends and people that I actually wanted to see rather than trying to organise a big night out with everyone that I've ever met attending because I started a group on facebook. I've spent the last 29 years sorting making new and binning rubbish friends and I think I have the correct mix now. I like having fewer but better quality and I can tell you, my friends now are the best in the world. I know that none of them actually read this blog, in fact, I'm pretty sure that no-one reads this blog apart from maybe some randoms that have stumbled upon it via google or bing-hello by the way. But I want to say here; Thanks for taking the photo Mirry and bringing the cake and thanks to everyone else who showed their face, even if it was just for a short time.
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