slapped wrists for me
FU has told me off for not posting since thursday, but i've been a "busy" bunny
so let me break it down for you
friday i joined the league of the "white van man", a magical realm in which you get superiority over all other road users simply by driving a white van, you get to look down upon the puny people in their cars and smaller vans and you feel like part of a brotherhood with all the other white van men out there. you have to resist the urge to wave at them as you drive past them going the other way. and there was a distinct feeling of being over-dressed and naked at the same time, the nakedness coming from the severe lack of big thick glod chains from elizabeth duke, you know the kind of gold that leaves nice green marks everywhere.
so why do you ask was i doing this...the answer is simple, i was moving a load of my things into my mate vic's flat, killing 2 birds with one stone, not only was i providing her with furniture but i'm saving myself about£650 a year in storage costs by moving the remaining gear into a smaller unit. needless to say we had the bear in tow all day and she appeared to love the idea of travelling around in a big white van, so much so that she didn't sleep at all, even though she usually does in the car...so we had a "white van baby" in the offing
saturday was an early start, started my new job, lifeguard, and i had to shadow some other guy, basically he was there to tell me all about how to be a lifeguard and that kind of stuff, it was cool, but basically he learned more in those 4 hours than i did... at least he wasn't patronising which was great, he understood that i have some 11 years experience in the leisure industry, opposed to his 3 or 4 years and he was happy to listen to me as much as i was happy to listen to him.
the rest of saturday was spent doing very little, so little that i can't actually remember what i did, i think i read for a while then went to see vic in the evening because she wanted a hand moving some things that i'd delivered on friday...
sunday was spent doing some tidying of my room, making it almost inhabitable, but i was so tired from moving things around for 2 days that i fell asleep fairly early on in the evening which was a poor show, i say early, i think i went to bed around 9 or 10
monday (yesterday) i worked...but in the afternoon the main program we use to prepare our quotes crashed so i left early...not being able to do anything means i go home. in the evening i went to the pub quiz, joined the usual team, i'm hoping that soon they will change their name though, i'm not keen on being a lovely lady, although last week i was their pimp apparently... we did ok, we got a decent score in the music round, but not brilliant scores in the others, but hey, it's just for fun
so basically i've not blogged for a litle while because i've been busy...
PP was worried about me too, she'd not seen me all weekend either, she was worried i'd died or something, then that got her on to thinking what if i had died, how would she know, which leads tothe question of how would any of you know...and i guess i just don't know, but i'm sure we'll sort something out...some how...anyone got any ideas?
anyway laters peeps
Px