covert

hello all, i am writing to you 'undercover' from the other library where i have once again been summoned in order to do menial jobs such as folding leaflets...
i am currently entering names into a list like a trained monkey, i hope the change in typing noises won't summon one of my colleagues and provoke another task such as cleaning the skirting or checking the books to see if any words are missing from them...I'm like an alert nighttime creature at the moment, poised and with alternative screen ready to be flipped up over my true crime!

getting up is becoming harder and harder and i actually feel genuine anger towards people going abroad such is my resentment toward them.

I was very tempted to head off to the big chill with liv this weekend but it's the same price as a holiday so i can't pay for it. i do miss festivals a bit, but then, as we all know, i am very partial to a bender...

that reminds me, joe peacock if you're reading this, you're on my shitlist by the way.

nice to see the coalition government have got rid of the british film council,
and they're planning on getting rid of free museums, one of the single greatest things about this country,god the lib dems are starting to look sick, what a bunch of snivelling creeps. Plus cameron is marching about cussing Pakistan, the country who lose the most lives through terrorism and who have just been hit by devastating floods. What a fucking prick.


anyway. i'm hungry but i don't know what for. I am being very greedy these days, i want some hot weather so i can eat salad and run around, this is ridiculous frankly. i put all my coats and stuff away (well, rolled them in a ball and pushed them into a compact shape on top of the wardrobe) now they're all out again. rarara the weather rarara aren't i interesting?

Going to the Hepworth later as I have heard it is a beauty and I want to check it out.
Called the West Yorks medical appointment number yesterday as the minimum time for my throat nodules appt has long since lapsed, they informed me that i had been discharged on the grounds that i had missed two appointments, i was utterly gobsmacked by this, after lots of wrangling and a new appointment being made it turned out from my scrutiny that they had veen sending things to ROse Harries, st john's mews, so basically to my name and my ROAD but not flat number, so all my personal details are drifing about somewhere and meanwhile i have waited 2 extra months for an app which would not have happened if i hadn't tracked them down.
bloody bastards.NOT bastards.bastards.

well, better go, my key tapping is so clearly not data entry i am sure i'll be razzed soon.....

reckon the book's hotting up, who knows, i may make a living from my drawing, if my drawing had doesn't shrivel up more than it is already...

laters potaters!