Jun. 23rd, 2006

skylarking: (can't brain)
Today was my last day in my job. I've been there for just over seven years.

We went out after work for a meal and then a drinkie, it was a really nice evening - if I'd known that leaving would be this good and so many people would be nice to me I would have done it years ago.

Tired, have drunk vodka and emotional. Am going to bed. I have to get up in the morning and do something productive with the leftover shite that is cluttering up my flat, have lunch with my aunt and a friend, then sort out shite some more, watch doctor who and csi and go to bed.

Don't really have anything to say except Holy fucking shit I am unemployed. But the universe provides, so everthing will be fine fine fine.

That's if from me, and that's it from me.


OOh looka it's 00.00 o'clock. What is o'clock an abreviation for?

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Hope is the gay skylarking pyjamas we wear over yesterday's bruises ~ De Casseres

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