The Blob

So! Today's the day! I need to get dressed, pack up my car with my mountains of stuff (how can one person own so much?!), secure said car so that the boot doesn't fly open (busted lock), then make the long yet more-or-less straight trip up to Durham to my new humble abode. *crosses fingers* I hope nothing falls off my car again (was the water reservoir that nearly killed my car last time, not a black plastic bag as previously thought).

Also received interesting advice from a recruitment consultant today. Enter into an interview with purpose. I need to want the career with the jobs I'm applying for, which is a bit awkward seeing as I've applied for everything from IT to hospitality. He saw through my charade when he asked me why I wanted a job in finance. Heh. Oh dear. I just want a long-term temp office job!! Is that too much to ask?

Anywho, internet will be sparse for the time being, so my sporadic posts will likely become even more sporadic. Catch y'all whenever.

Note for shei: keep up with the fic!

Took a long-ass drive up to Durham on Wednesday for purposes of finding accomodation and handing in CVs to recruitment agencies. Succeeded on both counts. Found nice room in private house with a teacher in Ushaw Moor, which is far enough from the city to avoid being craptastic but close enough to commute to Durham, Darlington, Sunderland, Newcastle, and probably Hartlepool. All to the good then. Plus my car was fairly awesome for most of the trip, and nobody died. Win/win.

So the schedule looks something like: London tomorrow/Sunday, Cardiff next weekend, Durham before the end of the month.

I am so, so tired.

I hope everyone made good use of the extra second added to 2008 last night by taking another shot of your tipple of choice. Personally, I'm looking forward to February 30th 2016.

With no alcohol or family members in sight, I spent the evening wrapped in a blanket on the settee watching Merlin with the dogs. Best New Years ever (no sarcasm whatsoever).

And now, a non-complaint. I am not complaining, because this is predictable and nothing short of amusing to me now. My father, bless his soul, spent New Year in Cardiff with his parents. Nothing wrong with that ... except he didn't tell my sister and I, nor even think to perhaps invite us along for the trip. I've not seen my grandparents since February 2008. Sister hasn't seen them since 2004 sometime. It would have been nice to have been considered, but c'est la vie. Supposedly he is back here now, but when I spoke on the phone to him to wish him well in 2009, he did not mention it, and in fact I thought I heard some disparing remarks about myself from someone on the line with him (quite possibly my stepmother). Which is a bit rude, really. As stated, however, this is not a complaint. I'm ... I don't know, recording for future reference. Starting the new year on a really miserable note, or whatever.

Okay. Something positive.

belenustenebrae - your Xmas present is finished! Will post shortly!

shei, inmemorybound, bustahead - your Xmas presents are ... um, in progress? If by 'in progress' you mean they have documents saved in their name and not a lot else, which I do.

Tomorrow mother is taking me to a couple of car traders to see if anything catches my eye. On Saturday we're going to view a 1994 Citroen AX which, if it runs right, will probably be the car that ferries me up to Durham and back again. Hahaha.

And Sister and I will be making the long, arduous, BORING trip to Cardiff for her to see the grandparents again.

HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!