anarchie

Notice how my handwriting got bigger as I got angrier? I'm sure I'm not the only one who hates their job. Maybe one day soon I'll be able to give that in, and walk away from my shitty job. As much as I like being verbally abused, I don't think I want to make it my living for much longer.

Exciting prospects are happening in my life career wise. I've been offered the job as a drum tech for the band my boyfriend also currently works for The Suffrajets, it would certainly beat retail. We've also been offered the job of managing a studio in London. Of course, that means re-locating to the capital, and it's rediculously over priced property. The prospect of getting a mortgage is unappealing.

So, I'm at abit of a loose end to what to do. I do so hate financial uncertainty.

This week I have been:
Eating far too much junk food- dozens of Wonka chocolate bars and Lucky Charms


And yelling at the TV when the wrestling comes on- EDDIE, HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO REY?!