wakey news

i've realised why it's so hard for me to blog anymore, it's cause i never see anyone else! it's other people a good blog make...hmmm...i am going to try really hard to write my blog from now on i promise, i don't even know if anyone reads it at all any more?

anyway... what's going on in my world? unemployment still rages... been applying as always for a load of jobs that i don't really even understand what they are and praying someone will give me them. got back from cambridge at the weekend, suffering slightly from the usual shock of returning to real life and feeling a bit down in the dumps about it all.

Spent yesterday in the studio which was nice, although I always drink much too much coffee...plus all my biscuits are soft...hmmm...on the plus side, i took a fondant fancie with me. Speaking of which, me and simon bought the aforesaid fancies in sainsbury's on monday night, when i returned last night there was 1 left! meaning simon had disposed of 6 after work! I mustn't buy ANY Kipling cakes, he hoovers them in, a few weeks ago we bought buy1 get 1 free Angel slices which come in compartments of 2 slices...I partook of 1 of these... Simon partook of the rest on a saturday morning, i think it was 10...shocking...

Went to the Socialists last night for the first time in aaages, wasn't able to go while I was at Waterstones cause of work and haven't been recently due to strange behaviour of one of the members who retreived my phone number from head office and has phoned me about 300 times in the last month....incidentally this was addressed last night simply by him sidling up to me and saying 'ay up i've been tryin to get hold of you to tell you the meeting place has changed'-??!! not enough of an explination i don't think...calling me at 10:30 on a friday night? he's very very creepy! but i believe utterly harmless. i could beat him up.

we were talking about the Youth Fight for Jobs campaign last night. The brother of aforementioned creepster had been invited to talk about the reality of being on the dole. Just to give you an idea of what it was like in the room before the 'grown up' members arrived i had to sit there while the dole-boy announced to the room " hey, hey, who's seen that new compare the meerkat advert? where you learn about how he got his accent? how classic is that?!" to a round laugh of approval... I did feel as though i was in a youth club... anyway, this boy's talk about the dole was somewhat like listening to a shit stand-up comedian and i somewhat trumped him at the end by pointing out my situation and how i wasn't even eligible for the dole and was a floundering wreck.
sometimes people go on and on on such a self-involved tangent that i can't believe that no one is saying anything! I sit there doing a screwed up offended face that i can't control cause i can't believe that out meeting has turned into people taking it in turns to talk for 20 minutes a piece on a rambling tangent about some teacher they had at GCSE who wasn't very supportive! everyone sits there nodding going 'yup, too true' i just feel like screaming!!!!!!
the dole-boy explained to us for what felt like 2 hours about his meeting with his careers advisor at school, he relayed this unbelievably dull anecdote in his stand-up comedian manner as if it was hilarious(it wasn't), as if it represented everything that was wrong with capitalism, which maybe it does, but come OOONN everyone in the history of the world has unsupportive teachers, NO ONE gets good careers advice, we'd be there forever if we all shared these memories!

about half the group are aged between 18-22 the rest are over 40 and there's me in the middle, i often get embarrassed by the young people and lumped in with them as a youth because i think the others think i'm about 20... they're very sweet some of the boys and i really like a couple of them but i did burst out laughing a couple of times last night at how ridiculous some of them sounded, one lad was explaining how he was going to write a letter to our local MP "filled with my own hate and anger" he said this is a really unemotive northern way and i just started laughing and couldn't stop!

there was a couple of girls there last night, young students, still, it was nice to have girls there. One was talking about this compulsary college course they have to do which supposedly teaches you how to be a good employee but basically teaches you to be a doormat.

GROSS Jeremy Kyle is on and a guy on it is obsessed with porn he is literally the scariest looking/talking man i've ever seen, the word porn being uttered in reference to him just bought burning bile up my throat. he's so thick he can hardly talk it's like it's causing a massive effort.
anyway, i am off to the studio to do a music project with students from Wakey college, not sure what that'll be like but thought i might as well do it...hmm...

anyway, i shall report more tommora. laters potaters