father, why are all the women weeping

This is a weeping song,
A song in which to weep

Morning Bright Eyes

It's Tuesday, things are definately looking up. I have fantastic news, I've just found out that I've been accepted for the next round of applicants for the cityrail job.

I'm ridiculousy excited about this, I love trains, and I've always wanted to work for cityrail. This position is great, pay is fantastic and the oppurtunites are fabulous. I really hope I get it, the downside is that it doesn't start until either the end of this year or the start of next. So if I can just get a casual job that can cover the bills and expenses I'll be happy.

Shower has been had, the bed is made, the clothes hung up, a pile of washing is in the machine. Although if you saw the mass of laundry that needs to be done it would be comparable to trying to de-brick the wall of china.

Job hunting a go go

Monday is a fresh day

So fresh I woke up at 12.10pm.

Rather than resign myself to thinking I've wasted a day. I will use the valuable time I have left. I need to have a shower, clean this room, do laundry and get to work on finding this job

take me if you have nothing better to do

I am bored, so bored I feel it drilling into my skull. Everything feels tedious and most importantly boring.

4 years, 20 kilos, a ridiculous amount of hair changes, marriage and several relocations later and I'm here. I don't know where this is, I don't know where I am but I'm here.

I am sans job, frightening low on savings and utterly bored. I've just filled the past two weeks with morman drama and arcade games.

I'm in that painful place where I am aware of the infinite possibilites and I'm aware that I am the only obstacle in the way and normally this is where people get struck in the ass by that awe inspiring strike of motivation yet I remain on the couch engrossed in the affairs of mormans.

Tomorrow is monday and as I'm such an apparent fan of starting fresh on a Monday we'll see how we go.

No Eyeliner

It's 7.16am in the morning.
I've been up since 4.50am
2 ciggarettes and 2 plays of"White Rabbit"
I want filter coffee and a danish
thinking about becoming vegan for january.
See how it works out.
This may require investigation hmmmmm.
Tattoo on Saturday.
Sleep in tomorrow
Lifes not to bad.
I miss Serah.