My Halloween party tonight and my dress hasn't arrived I'm gonna have to rummage about now looking for something to wear, baws.

The Story to my Sacking

so the old witch I worked with didn't like me. (I didn't particularly like her) She stresses out too quickly causing me to feel uncomfortable. I would go into work every day and pipe down, getting on with my work quietly. I'm normally very fun at work, singing and shaking my ass, making people laugh. I died every time I was within 10 feet of this woman. I don't stress easy, I feel there's no point, you can do your best and hope you get the result you need/want. more often than not stressing makes people fuck up. less haste more speed! I actually work well under pressure, it gives me some drive. Also the boss man was an arrogant knobber, he would talk to the staff like they were shit, I hated him, he gave staff (including me) a row for sniffing! What?

Anyhoo I had an interview with FOPP a couple of day ago and I have an interview with waterstones tomorrow, They're both owned by HMV so I guess it doesn't matter who I work for, as long as I get a job.

I went to asda at 11pm a couple of nights go and spent the best £12.51 I have spent in a long time.
£12.51 got me

SIEVE 0.83
MEASURING CUPS 2.00
MIXING BOWL 1.50
BAKING TRAY 0.83
BLUE FOOD COLOURING 0.25
MEASURING SPOONS 1.00
COOLING RACK 1.28
SCALES 1.90
CUP CAKE CASES 0.32
SELF RAISING FLOWER 0.60
CASTER SUGAR 0.84
MARGARINE 0.58
ICING SUGAR 0.58
I then went home and made fairy cakes while dancing around my kitchen to No Doubt. Great fun was had.

I got fired on Monday. That sux
Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Bitch, Sucky whore manageress, Think I may become a photographer

I got off the bus the other morning heading to work, took a few steps when I realised I didn't have my hat 'shit, I must have left it on the bus!'
I RAN to the next bus stop. Just making it, I boarded and panted at the driver 'lef my ha, jus gonna grab i'
I walked up the isle to where I was sitting so I could look on the seat, however I didn't need to go that far. My hat was in the middle of the floor. It must have been on my knee and dropped off when I stood up without me noticing. How rude are people these days? I can't believe no one said, excuse me, you dropped your hat. Does no one care any more? What happened to the gentlemen of this world? they're to few and far between.

Sorry rant over, on a happier note.

How nice is it to step out in the evening and feel the crisp cool air on your face and smell the fresh night air in your lungs, walking in the twilight when you are wrapped up all snug in your cosy clothes.

Right, I'm not going to T in the Park anymore. I spoke to the art production guy and he scared me with 'I need the pics on my desk on Monday morning' wait a minute? I'm going up sunday night to take pics and you want them mon morning, Aaargh not sure if I've enough confidence to get that done. never mind, I#ll probably be hung over to fuck from the wedding celebrations tonight. My mans wearing a kilt. I can't wait to see that. or the faces of the people we see when we get back through to Edinburgh I'll get some pics up when I get them