Somehow I just don't feel like writing.
Well, my sister keeps saying I should update this thing, but quite frankly I can't think of a thing to say.
I quit my temp job on Wednesday, went out on a date with a bloke I hardly knew, searched for new jobs - both temp and permanent, and tonight I'm off to the Peak District for long walks and wine addled chats with friends in country boozers.
That reminds me, must go upstairs and charge the camera.
2 comments:
Crumbs you can not stop now. Just think of those folks in Timbuktu, Montevideo and Guangzhou who would miss out on such classics as "Twinkle twinkle little thesis".
I'm with your sister, might even have to develop a yellow plastic wrist band to save the Kate blog!?
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I'm trying...honest. I'm just a bit dry on inspiration. Right now, I'm happy at home doing absolutely sweet F.A. I don't think I've ever been so demotivated.
Pretty sure I'm supposed to be stoked about getting a great job now I've done the masters, but all I want to do is work on my photo albums. And learn to knit. And be left alone. Help. I'm 80.
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