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3rd December 2002.
I'm now another of the worlds mindless workers.
Joy for me. I now have atleast 12 hours a week at a crappy nine and a bit dollars an hour job.
I should go, I have a BBQ to attend, I guess I shall have to return to this later.
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4th December 2002 - Osmund. Bp. and Conf.
I'm having one of "those" days. I've been slipping in and out of complete people hating for about a week. In the past few days I haven't even been that chatty with Simon - and he's the one person I always talk to no matter how much I'm not agreeing with the world.
I'm kind of wishing I could just go to sleep and stay that way forever. Or just for twenty years or so and wake up with a huge beard and everything around being all futuristic-like.
Anyway, high point of my day today was two hours of terrible videos and the getting of an exceptionally hideous uniform.
I am SO not looking forward to my job. I was a dumbarse for applying. If only I had a skill so I could get a decent job, and some decent money.
I still haven't caught up on all the missing day. Damn it. Well, the 29th I went to Countdown and was told I had a job there, then I headed off to Rialto and met up with Catriona and a bunch of her friends to celebrate her birthday by watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Then after much consuming of takeaways and nigh-flamable rum balls I came home and slept.
The 30th I stuffed around much of the day, then headed to my mother's to get my exam results, and am now officially a second class person, so for the evening I sulked.
Sunday, the 1st, I went to the Santa Parade, and from there to my granparents for tea.
Monday, ummm, I'm pretty sure I just stuffed around all day. Yes, I did, as I was waiting on a phone call that never came.
Yesterday I went into town to pick some crap up and check in at SJS. In the evening, as I mentioned above, I went to a BBQ at Oliver's. It was actually pretty fun. I should really try to spend more time around that lot.
And I think I've already covered today well enough.
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5th December 2002.
I woke up far too early this morning, so read "The Passage of the Marshes" and "The Black Gate Is Closed" and into the start of "Of Herbs and Stewed Rabbit" of LoTR before rolling out of bed, showering, tidying up and heading off to my training session at work. I left early but somehow still managed to be a little late - not a great look on the first day. Anyway, I did two and a half hours there and basically have no idea what I am supposed to do, and tomorrow when I have my first real shift, I'm all by myself. I'm the only one working in my department on Friday and Saturday, as they are my supervisors weekend. So basically, I'm up shit creek. Yay for my crap-arse life.
And I saw someone I kinda like while I was walking to work in my hideous uniform. Happy, happy, joy, joy.
Then I came home and got changed, and headed back into town to meet some people for lunch, to find out they had cancelled and I was pretty much joining in uninvited, I hadn't been warned. So I stuffed around in town for a while, and then came home.
It was then that I started to wallow in my random sorrow, marinate in my own juices, and the like. And well, I'm not in a happy place. By early evening I was pretty much wishing I was dead, and then I took something far to personally and got worse so decided I needed junk food. Always a smart responce considering how the fact I've got so disgustingly fat is a bit of a factor in badness. But then I know me, and junk food makes things a little better. So now I'm over wishing I was dead, and just wishing I wasn't so darn alive.
And I'm being all emotionally needy, which none of my friends can be bothered with, and I'm pretty sure I'm just getting everyone pissed off at me. They should probably all just stop being friends with me and go on with their lives, I'm pretty sure they'd all be much happier that way. And then there will just be me in my misery, and if I just curl up and die somewhere, no-one will be sad, no-one will even care, as I'll have no friends left anyway.
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6th December 2002 - Nicholas, Bp. and Conf..
I think my pills are possibly getting to me, ever since I've been on the higher dose I've been getting progressively worse and worse, and some how I didn't realise it till I was on the phone with Midget sometime just after midnight last night/this morning. If it keeps up I might have to go and see my doctor about it. Though I might put it off until I'm entirely sure, as I really don't like having to pay the $25 dollars they charge me now just to have a short chat with my doctor. Especially as it will probably just lead to more drugs and not less, and I'm annoyed enough about having to take what I'm on already.
Anyway, I got to work on time and managed to clock in - I think, I guess I'll find out if I did it right come pay day. Then I got to work, with a fair bit of help from some reps who were being very useful, mostly to make sure I'd keep their stock up later in the day. Though they were only helping with their product lines, so I had to sort everything else myself, which I wasn't handling great. Fortunately Jacob, one of my co-workers, has a couple of hours in my department and pretty much came to the rescue. So I worked and worked and then it was 2pm and I realised I really needed a break, so I had my lunch break and got back to work until it was time to leave. So the time passed pretty fast. I even forgot to take my 15 minute break.
Then it took me nearly 2 hours to get home as I kept bumping into people I know and chatting about this and that. Which by the time I'd got out of my uniform and showered I was late for my visit to becky and kez. I made it there and started what I had gone to do before being dragged off to bowling with lesbians. I refused to bowl, and kept score instead.
And that was my day.
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Subject: MA Application
Date: Sat, 7 Dec 2002 19:35:09 +1300
X-MS-Has-Attach:
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Thread-Topic: MA Application
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Dear Matthew,
There's a letter heading your way which I'm afraid is bad news. I haven't been able to fit you into the course.
However I wanted to email a few people - of whom you're one - basically to say that it was a close thing. I could easily have made up two classes from the applications this year.
I liked An Absolution For The Not Eating Of Cake - particularly the neat symmetry in the journey from beginning to end. Sharp and funny dialogue too.
I hope you're not discouraged by your application not being successful as I feel you have a lot of ability.
The important thing is - keep writing!
Regards,
Ken Duncum
11th December 2002.
Well, Saturday I was a little late for work, but I worked a little late at the end of the day so I guess it's okay. I had the aisle to myself on Saturday, though the Duty Manager helped me a couple of times with heavy things. And on Saturday I actually remembered to take my breaks, which made work a lot more pleasant. It was also a bit nicer as the stock wasn't going out quite as fast. Then on Saturday evening I blobbed out in front of an evening of bad sci-fi.
Sunday I had plans to catch up with Simon at some stage, as I hadn't actually spent any time with him since before exams - I am such a crappy friend. Though it was evening, when ihug stoppped letting me look at anything international, and even the local stuff was a little dodgy and slow, that I organised to walk over with a DVD, Erin Brockovich, and we watched it and chatted and I ended up crashing in his flatmate's vacant bed.
So Monday morning I walked Simon to work and then myself home, and decided my hair was scarily big and curly and generally just bad, so I showered and headed back into town and got it cut. But Jess, my usual hairdresser, wasn't there. Instead I got some middle-aged bottle blonde asian man, who didn't listen to anything I asked, gave me a haircut I really don't like, and then charged a fair whack more than what I was expecting - appearantly he cost more, due to his vast experience at giving people crappy haircuts. I think I might stop going to Headquarters. In fact, I think I might just start going to a barber and getting it clippered. I'm quite tempted to get this hair cut clippered off right now, except that I've already spent far to much on my hair. Though once I have some spare money, or if I have any contact with anyone in my father's family - who'll do it for me, then I'm getting it all clippered off.
Yesterday I stuffed around on my computer, mostly playing Pokemon Ruby in Japanese, for most of the day. Then I walked into town and bought some incense to get the boy/sock smell out of my room before my birthday party. Though to be fair the walk was mostly just for the exercise. Then I came home and stuffed around some more before deciding I had to go to the Garden's supermarket and buy something for dinner. On the way I dropped off some competition entries, and she feed me a rather large meal. After a few hours at her place I came home and did some tidying up of my 'puter, and then went to bed just as Midget was wanting to be chatty. Once again proving myself a crappy friend.
And today I'm not long up, and vaguely getting ready to go and have a meeting with my boss.
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12th December 2002.
Well, I headed in to work, and on the way had a nice long chat to a gym instructor who was in my chem class. Anyway, I got to work and got given a LOT more hours for the weeks around christmas. Next week alone I have 32. Anyway, after that I headed down and talked to my cousin Breffni, who somehow convinced me that I wanted to eat a dog biscuit on air (over the radio - which makes no sense) in exchange for tickets to Bic Runga's Beautiful Collision show, special guest Paul Kelly (who sucked), appearance by Boh Runga (who kicks arse - and is taller than her sister by what looks like lots) and introducing Golden Horse (who were also pretty good). Tina thinks the bass guitarist may or may not have been cute. Anyway, back to where I was at...
After eating the horrible dog buscuit, which was very unpleasant, and washing the taste away with lots of coke. Then one of the managers came past and sent me up to the staff room for the staff christmas party. Which was good, as it put some real human-type food into me, and got rid of the gross dog food taste. And there was an empty seat beside Jacob, which was good being that he is the only person at work that I know. After that I headed home, and was intercepted by Tina who had a taxi and so we went back to my place and stuffed around until it was time to head off to the concert.
We got Subway on the way, and did some window shopping and still got to the regent before they were letting people in.
The concert was mostly great, well, except for Paul Kelly - who is the bad kind of country music. If anyone reading this ever gets the chance to see Bic and Boh Runga singing together, do it. It's great. Actually, it was worth it just for the comedic value of Bic's band. They were worth it in themselves. And the Runga sisters were SO cute, and they were both really funny. And of course they are musical geniuses.
After the concert I found Alana and Lyall and managed to get me and Tina a taxi ride home at Alana's expense. Alana is great.
So far today, me and Tina have watched lots of season three Buffy. And it is now afternoon. So I should probably actually do something.
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16th December 2002 - O Sapientia.
Well, Thursday vanished away with me getting my present of Buffy Season Four Part One of my family and Tina and I watching DVDs and stuffing around. Amelia (which I suspect I'm spelling wrong) is a great cute movie.
Friday morning I got up, tired and grumpy having slept very poorly, and headed in to work where Reece, one of the Duty Supervisors and whom I think is much older than me, spent the day mocking me about how very old I am now. Then after work I grabbed some groceries and lucked out, I was offered a ride most of the way home by Paul Hunt, an English Lecturer/Tutor. So I was almost not so behind scheduele. Then I got home, to find the place even messier than I had left it in the morning. My dad arrive and gave me a gift I didn't like and which I swapped for one he had in his bag which I did, and I was just about to be really annoyed at Tina when I noticed there was more Buffy than there had previusly been on my shelf. She'd spent way more than she should have and got me Buffy Season Five Part One. As such she was forgiven. Anyway, trhen it was mild panic stations time as I rushed about and entire;y failed to make my flat look visitor friendly and then dashed down to the gardens for some extra party supplies and to grab some quick take aways for tea. Then back home and the phone rang and I got a nice long chat to Amy, during which time the guests began to arrive, though Tina entertained them while I was on my phone call from Athens GA. After the half hour-ish call, the party started. It was pretty good, a bunch of people turned up, about half the number who had said they would, which was a pleasant surprise, as my friends suck. And I got a pile of presents. Catriona was bad and spent far too much money on me, giving me The Princess Bride on DVD. Nina, Becky, Kez and Marie gave me a Harry Potter Lego Set. Aaron gave my a pull back Lego car. Oliver gave me a giant Xena poster, which I really should put up on my wall. Renate gave me a stylish metal card holder. Karen gave me chocolate. And I know I've missed stuff out, but my brain has late night gooeyness. Oh, and Alana gave me a Sailor Moon watch. Anyway, the party was nice and I didn't get to bed until after three.
Saturday I had my first full 8 hour shift, and I was tired and kept feeling like I was about to fall over. It wasn't too bad, and I lucked out with my breaks falling at the same time as Jacob's, so I had someone to talk to in the staff room (I'm being nasty and anti-social and not even introducing myself to the countdown staff as much as possible).
And I'm too tired to write any more, so I shall have to try and pick this up later. Possibly even tomorrow.
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17th December 2002 (After this, there are to be no Preces at Vespers).
Umm, where did I get to?
Saturday night I came home to a grumpy Tina annoyed at how long I'd been at work, and then had a pleasant evening of Buffy watching. Yay for Buffy.
Sunday morning I got up slightly less willingly. I was really tired and needed to be sleeping, not going to work, but work was where I had to go. On the way there my drink bottle exploded all over my work shirt - which was pretty much good effort on my part, really. Anyway, it lead to a little embarrasement and having to go talk to the manager - who'd sit across from me at the Christmas party, and actually seems to be very nice. Then I worked my little baby three hours shift, during which I'm pretty sure a funny looking rep was hitting on me - though I could possibly be wrong - as though it seemed pretty blatant, people don't hit on me. Anyway Tina and Nina picked me up from work, and we did some shopping and had a cuppa at Nina's new flat (which is kind of close to me, though I still know she isn't likely to visit often). Then she dropped me to my grandparents for dinner. It was nice and I got my annual birthday gift of clothes vouchers. Then a couple of hours later than expected I returned home to join Tina and one of her friends, Tim, in the watching of Legally Blonde.
Yesterday Tina went off to SJS and did stuff all day, while I relished having time to myself for the first time since Wednesday. Then in the afternoon, just when I really should have already gone into town to get my drugs, Oliver and Fluffy turned up. To be fair I wasn't really in the right head space for Fluffy, so I was a lot less friendly than I really should have been, but it was still not too bad. After I went into town with them got my drugs, window shopped and the like, before coming home stuffing around and heading to Elizabeth's farewell BBQ. I am going to miss her. Then it was home again to a nice quiet night attached to this thing, and my first decent chance in ages to catch up with Simon.
Well, today will have to wait, as I'm sleepy again.
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23rd December 2002.
Wednesday, Tina went and was all working girl and I don't recall what I did at all for the most part of the day, though in the afternoon I headed in to work for my first evening shift, which mostly just sucked.
Thursday was a great follow on to Wednesday' late night shift by having an early morning one, so I had two complete shifts within one twenty four hour period. Yay for general not niceness. After work I stumbled home and got Chinese takeaways as i was too buggered to even pretend to cook, and then I blobbed out for the night.
Friday I worked and came home grumpy so Tina took me to Subway for tea, and then we went to Sweet Home Alabama, which is a fun movie, complete with intertextual reference to Legally Blonde.
Saturday, work and sleep and watching TV, and finally starting into Night Watch by Terry Pratchett, which I've had out of the library since the 12th.
Sunday, much like Saturday except my shift went from afternoon until midnight. After work I walked Jennie (from my Chaucer class, and who works at Countdown) a part of the way home, but I'm a slack bastard and made her do the last stretch of it by herself. I am SO going to bad person hell.
Today I failed at christmas shopping, and then had work. Tina's gone home now. I'll miss her, but I'm already enjoying the solitude of my life again.
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28th December 2002 - Holy Innocents, Martt.
Merry Childermas.
Christmas eve I did my shopping. And in the evening had pizza and watched some Zimm with my flatmate and one of his friends.
Christmas day I had to be at my families at 8am. Then there was present opening. Mum surprised me by trying to buy my love with a gameboy advance. Yay for parents who decide at christmas to use gift to make up for the complete lack of parenting. Then up to the Sawyer's for some more christmassy goodness. Then it was off to my Aunt's in Ravensbourne for the big family Christmas lunch. It wasn't too bad, though there was a distinct shortage of shrimp cocktail, as my family had them at a smaller earlier gathering, so I missed out. It just didn't feel like Christmas without shrimp cocktail, in fact, I'm considering disowning my family over it. Anyway, after that I went to my father's for a couple of hours. It was when I was supposed to go to Alex's Christmas dinner that I decided I was too tired and grumpy and went home to bed instead.
Boxing Day, I stuffed around a bit and then went into town and did a little Boxing Day shopping. I got myself Pokemon Crystal, so that I have a game for my GBA, for half price.
Yesterday I had work, and then stopped by my mother's to pick up a letter. I'm going to be a drug dealer. I got into Pharmacy. So it looks like I'm going back to varsity.
Today was entirely eaten up my work.
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