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Don't want to go to work.
I smell of curry.
Where's the sun gone?
Have I said I don't want to go to work?
I've hurt my foot from practising driving and I'm meant to be in the library for 10
I've not driven for ages. Might rent a car next month. Kind of terrified (I've never rented a car or even driven on mainland Britain before)
not very good tho
got tomorrow and friday off work :D
& all of next week too
Hate working when it's this sunny. Working late tonight and tomorrow. Looking forward to playing Body & Soul festival this weekend however. Got this stuck in my head..
and my bus was full today (stupid 12 seater bus for 40 people) so i had to walk. i am so sweaty, fucking knackered, and fuck this shit to hell. :(
Not sure what's in the water but I'm really grumpy for no reason.
Actually there is a reason, it's these bastard 11pm kick-offs.
Booked tomorrow off on a spurious gardener related pretext but I'm back in on Friday (although my boss isn't).
Had very nice Groupon subsidised fish and chips last night. Would underpay for again.
Going to cruise through today then go home and hide under the duvet for a bit.
today is your Friday, tomorrow your Sunday and Friday is a whole week in a day, including midday hump.
Sat up way too late last night. Watched a DVD about a Vatican team investigating a haunted church in the Devon – was pretty decent, spooky. Loads to do today – got to get some meetings booked in that London
liked the techy guy.
Thought working by Old Street would be cool but there's so much building work going on across the road that everything on my desk is covered in a thick layer of dust (no aircon in office so windows are open) Also yesterday when I went out for lunch yesterday it felt like it was raining but it turned out to be just cold bits of dust. So dusty. Plus the constant drilling isn't great.
Reading that music board thread too. Tense.
Otherwise today will largely be legging it around the two shops while muttering obscenities to myself. BUT then it's band practice. And I really really love band practice.
Hurry up, time off.
i've got 5 more days to take before the end of july. i'll take it at the same time as you.
liam dutton spoke to me on twitter the other day. he does the weather on the tele
Failing miserably at trying not to waste the sunshine and long evenings, ah well.
There was a girl on the train in a Brazil kit with a massive anti-World Cup FIFA OUT poster and she really wanted to talk to me about it, so I obliged but all I want to do on my commute is sleep so now my eyes hurt. It wasn't even real I think it was a university project or something. I think I gave a good account of how watching the football doesn't make me a corporate shill shithouse. It sorta does though.
Band practice tonight then more football, gonna be KNACKERED.
It feels like purgatory of the working week. Keep saying I shouldn't wish my life away but when youre up at 6 five days a week for less than 11k it sucks fat throbbing warty giblets. 1st world problems.
when i managed to slice my thumb across a razorblade didn't know was in there. An hour late for work trying to stop the bleeding. Valuable lesson learned.
Left my lunch at home, too.
worst day. (if it wasn't for world cup)
havent done that in AGES. now i cant enjoy the very delicious frangipane and fruit tart i got for breakfast
As if its a normal thing for fuck sakes
i have no idea if you're male or female, so apols. shoulda been "their".
And I have nothing to update him with. Oops.
How long is too long for a personal statement? I'm on 1,700 words and still not finished. argh.
If the job application states that you have to `give examples of how you meet every point on the person specification` then... you have to do that. If that takes 100 words per bullet point (which seems standard) for up to 20 bullet points then... that's what it takes.
I agree that in theory 1,700 words should be way too long but if that's what the application asks you to do then... you gotta do it. I blame HR teams. But then again I blame HR teams for pretty much every ill in the Western world.
saw fucked up last night - great as usual but nothing is working (so far tried sausage bap, fizzy water, loads of coffee).
this is a stupid idea isn't it?
then it sounds like a bad idea
have a shower + wash the filth and grime away = emerge a new man
Got INSANELY bad period pains.
Moving shit, then laying in bed all night watching Orange Is The New Black.
Maybe you should be really horrible to Ibbot? Would that help?
I've not started yet. I need a sick day.
should be fun although I'm going to be getting there late as I'll be at the RFH. Finally sorted out my boarding passes and stuff for Iceland well looking forward to it.
Got back from Primavera and couldn't handle the real world. Two weeks tomorrow til I'm off again!
Gonna play loads of shpongle
course was shit, the post course dinner/party was quite good. didn't finish til 5am and ended up sleeping for two hours in a spare bed in the wrong hotel, and got up 45 minutes after the coach to the train station left. great move.
worst thing is we're supposed to go back to work today, so I assumed everyone would. everyone else made arrangements to "work" from home. I can't do that, so I'm sat at my desk, barely able to stay awake, trying to figure out when I can reasonably leave.
then drinks to celebrate our drummer's birthday.
exhausted this morning. manual labour for most of the day, occasionally interrupted by the odd plum or cup of tea.
taking said drummer to see fucked up tonight as he said he fancied "a chilled out, quiet one" and i'm clearly not a good friend.
where to go for a beer in king's x before the gig at the scala?
King Charles I (Cally Road)
normally go to mcglynns on whidborne street but it was horrible last time. all men being all standy-uppy and shouty.
I'm going to the Scottish Album of the Year awards tomorrow night, and was planning on it being a session, but now I've got a 5.56am train to Aberdeen on friday morning. Brilliant.
sleep on train.
where about is it?
I was half hour late for band practice last night and so my drummer went home and left me.
i'm an idiot. should stop drinking.
and then playing a Twenty20 match in the evening. Entrance music: Moves Like Jagger. Then to watch Spain-Chile in the bar afterwards. I plan to make this a good day. But what to do in the meantime? Perhaps continue to laze around in bed? Write a little bit of novel? Hunt for some food? Ah, options...