I am pretty convinced that there's a ghost in my studio now, my kettle kept boiling itself.... then when i realised that that's what it was I went over and opened the top and it was making the most violent ceaseless noise of boiling, for ages, even though it was nearly empty and i had unplugged it, so yes, i have a steamy ghost... :( It's actually really scary at the studios when it gets dark, and no one is around, it's an old coaching inn, so there's gonna be loads of ghosts there, old leathery hats and straggly hair, that kind of ghost, maybe some horse ghosts too? who knows.
anyway, I am scared there in the dark.
went straight on to the Black Rock to see the socialists, not a penny in my pocket so convinced i'd be home by 830, unfortunately, for the first time ever, people were insistently and kindly buying my booze, so it turned into a stroll to the Red SHed and a long chat with more booze, listening to stories about work colleagues who wash their hair with DAz, and playing up my Southern-ness just for fun! Didn't get home till nearly midnight, hadn't eaten nearly all day so I crammed a medicinal piece of toast into my mouth and crept into bed next to Simon feeling slightly ashamed of myself, did all the washing up and hoovering and even MOPPING today as recompense for my mid-week sesh, i'm not really guilty, but any boozing makes me feel guilty now, i'm too old f'rit. Plus i think I said a few quite stupid things...? which is embarrassing... They really aren't used to women at ALL. there's all that 'lady present' stuff from some contingents when people swear, and yesterday when i expressed my dislike of cats, someone said, "I thought ALL girls liked cats?" which contains about 6 offensive things just in itself. I made them regret that comment I tell you...
I actually miss Cambridge a bit, well not really, just miss my mum probably. It's f-ing windy as f here which is rubbish, plus all the god leaf-turning phases have passed now. Tonight is mischief night so i'm going to batton down the hatches (?what?is that right?) Oh is is It has a nautical origin and 'battening down' was done on ships when bad weather was expected.
there you go, sorry, lost my font there for a minute!
AANnnyway, i am sure you can't sit around reading this and having fun all day!
contemplating applying for a learn-on-the-job teaching course, it's the last resort,they're advertising for an Art one. should i? I dunno. I wandered round the town centre contemplating which of the christmas temp jobs to apply for, could i wok in GAme? i was wondering, even though I know nothing and don't care? The jobs that I am contemplating and applying for are literally shocking. there is NOTHING. I am so desperate. ho hum.
laters.
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