Wednesday, June 14, 2006

What do they bring to the table (other than the hubble telescope)?

I’m not sure quite why but today I feel quite rubbish. My head feels like it’s been hit with a mallet and my face actually hurts. On the bus I started to panic that once again the spectre of unemployment is looming large and even if I could shake off the intense apathy that surrounds me on this, I probably would not be able to get a job anyway. The thing is, if I don’t find a job, I will make myself unwell with worry, but the process of finding one will do the exact same thing. I know that sounds like such a retarded thing to say. I’m worried and scared.

Tonight is Rima, which I am not going to. It would have been quite cool, in that there’ll be lots of very interesting people and an after party etc, but it’s N’s last day in London before he heads to Singapore, and I’d much rather see him. Also, what with the ongoing tension between me and my managers (as in, they dislike me but we all pretend to be happy happy), it probably would not be wise, as if I get treated like what happened before, I am liable to hit the roof (R described this a “short straw situation” but I think she meant “short fuse”). The final reason why it’s a good thing I’m not going is that Kevin Spacey will be there, and I will not be able to stop laughing. The reason being that in my new favourite book, Is It Just Me Or Is Everything Shit?, he is described as looking as if he has been glazed. It's true. Look at him and tell me honestly that you aren't instantly reminded of a Krispy Kreme donut.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Did you go drinking last night? If so its probably just the effect of the alcohol making you feel bleuch.

You wont make yourself unwell if you take lots of baby steps in terms of finding a job. As long as you do something, however small but productive everyday so you go to bed feeling like youve achieved something, then you give yourself less chance of falling into that stressing and getting nowhere circle you just descibed. Oh oh oh that circle is my bitch after all these years. I am the master of that circle so dont feel worried. If you can endure the 'am not a
racialists' than you can secure a job anywhere.

Hope the mans exam went as planned. I have to go to some gay NUS conference for the weekend. true story. so no possibility of me drunkenly abusing you again. (Im sure your heart bleeds at this thought) x But lets do something fun (that doesnt involve wine/ starting fights) soon x

Moreover. if that title refers to Daisy and myself, you are in trouble.

Pottachan said...

Heh, the title refers to someone else, but it is a continuation of the conversation on monday. I think you know who it is!!

I didn't drink last night, I don't know why I feel so rubbish. As for the job, it's a slightly different situation as I'm just trying to get any old job. And I prob will make myself ill, I always do that when I get stressed and it sucks. Though obviously I will try not to.

I can't jinx the exams so I can't tell you how they went!!

Oh boooooo, no lame-ass indie club on friday? I was looking forward to that! (I'm not being sarcastic!) But yeah, if we could try not to fight next time we see each other, that would be splendid!!

Anonymous said...

Oh yes, I thought it might do. ho hum.

Well youve had a few heavy nights lately. its all about vitamins and vegan curry. You have to keep your liver well for now so that you can destory it with me later.

I meant, was he confident?. Im sure he'll be fine, he is a numbers person, they always come out on top. Fingers crossed.

No 'this is shit but ill kiss you anyway' barfly, followed by no kicking followed by no facebook or falafel or camden crazies with special needs. Has the whole world gone mad! Its okay because Im back on monday for on monday - we DRINK.

We can still fight with other people though i hope? Or how will we stop people from peeing on our HOME.

I loves ya.

Anonymous said...

I think we should also have a tea and strategy meeting re - the jobhunt, since we are both in the same boat. Except mine is shaped like a banana. (Ho-Ho-Hoeee did you see what I did there?!) Did you? Did you?

Oh Oh Syma. What am i like?!

Pottachan said...

A strategy meeting would be a plan and a half. Let's do it!!

I think no barfly is a good thing, I don't want to be hit when I'm sleeping again! Of course we can still fight with other people, and in particular people who piss on your home. He was such an aggressive bastard as well. You don't go pissing on peoples homes, it's just not on! If I hadn't have been so drunk, I might have been more worried about the possibility of getting punched.

Oh- when you say disabilities, do you mean that boy with parkinsons??? All I can say is hahahahahahahahaha. In a nice way.

I did get your banana reference, thanks for that!!!

Anonymous said...

ERRR I distinctly remember noting this fact. I also distinctly remember pointing out that he was hot, and thick as two short planks. Which is just how I like them really. So shrup, mouth. Or I'll start on 1 x Mr V dot Ampire?

How did the hell did I get home that night. Anyway. I get back from the conference Monday but have to report to LSE so I'll give you a call monday evening and we'll organise an action plannig meeting. I'll even buy some cherry bakewells and proper tea. xxx

Anonymous said...

ERRR I distinctly remember noting this fact. I also distinctly remember pointing out that he was hot, and thick as two short planks. Which is just how I like them really. So shrup, mouth. Or I'll start on 1 x Mr V dot Ampire?

How did the hell did I get home that night. Anyway. I get back from the conference Monday but have to report to LSE so I'll give you a call monday evening and we'll organise an action plannig meeting. I'll even buy some cherry bakewells and proper tea. xxx