Money Money Money!

Yo!

Well, I'm pretty damn pleased with myself. Found one of those undated British 20p coins which people are selling on eBay. I've put it up for sale but god it took so long! I now have a new found hatred for eBay, because they want to know EVERYTHING about you! You're favourite colour, if you have any allergies.... they even telephone you at home to make sure you are who you say you are! Then I got annoyed because it wouldn't let me bypass this part, and I found myself shouting at my laptop, "What if I was deaf? What if I was deaf eBay?!" As you can see, things got a little out of hand. It should all be worth it though when some millionaire with more money than sense decides to pay £3mil for my coin.... a girl can dream. I shall then find out where he lives and pay him a visit to see if he wants to take me on holiday. ;)

Oh, and about thirty minutes after finding the coin, I found £5 on the floor. Which to me, is hitting the jackpot. I took it as a sign from God. I think he was saying "Don't worry Rach, I know you can't find a better job at the minute, so some rich bastard is gonna buy this from you, and here's a fiver, get yourself a coffee." I think its pretty obvious that's exactly what he was saying to me.

But now that I'm on eBay, I'm seeing loads of things that I want to buy! A retro military style jacket here, some Chanel sunglasses there.... must remember to use my coin money for bills and rent, rather than buying sexy clothes! I particularly like the German eBay.... everything is so tacky and fun! Although they sell a lot of sex toys and some of them look quite scary.

Anyway, I'm currently eating the rest of a box of chocolates from my birthday.... I'm feeling quite guilty actually because haven't been for a jog in two days.... damn my shitty willpower!

I'm off now.... should hopefully be VERY rich by my next blog =D x

ps. Did I mention I'm selling a very **RARE** coin on Ebay?
http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=170357955369&_trkparms=tab%3DSelling

My Twisted Ideas

Today is going to be my day to get things done. Although, its 12.30 and I'm still in my jogging gear (that's right, I've ventured back outside!) and am thinking about having breakfast.... but I'm sure this afternoon shall be much more productive!

Mark has sent me on some errands in town with regards to our new flat. He wants me to fill in some paperwork and price things for our kitchen... I think he's more excited than I am. Bless =)

Anyway, yes. I'm still writing. Though I understand that from you're point of view it isn't very interesting if I can't tell you any details of what it's about. I'll give you this much (@incroyable may kill me for telling), the first episode consists of an adult circus, containing an S and M act, pole dancing, acrobatic grannies and suicidal clowns. I'm not quite sure which deep, dark part of my mind these ideas came from. I must say, I'm very excited about writing the dialogue! Thinking of disturbing puns as I type.

Also still watching comedy clips as "research" which I LOVE!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uvTgvEzpSzQ&NR=1

Anyway, must dash, the cat is attacking my foot =p

All of the Boys and all of the Girls are Begging to SLAP Britney

Currently working on episode one of our series (which still doesn't have a name). The storyline has changed so much in the space of such a small amount of time. Oh well, we were killing ourselves laughing about it today so I'm fairly optimistic.

Listening to Britney while I work, and I'm not quite sure why. Perhaps it's because I hate that trashy little chav so much! I guess the irritating drone of her voice must provoke some sort of emotion from me, which is good for writing. I honestly don't know anyone who actually likes that woman. How clever does she think she is with that "cryptic" song title, If You Seek Amy? I'm guessing that's the most intelligent bloody thing she's done in her life and it's still fairly obvious what she's saying, she doesn't even sing it as the proper title, if she did, at least the meaning would be more hidden, making her the only person who understood and therefore making it more clever. I'm ranting now, but I know what I'm trying to say. She's a hag.

Also been distracted by Katie and Peter on Itv. I won't go into detail about this or I'll end up having some sort of stroke. But I hate that woman!

One more complaint then I shall get back to writing. Bloody Michael Jackson's bloody funeral. Yes, he's dead. Did you know him? No. Did you like him as a person? No. Will his songs be around after his death? Yes. So jump back off the bandwagon before you lose the little self respect you have left.


Oooh, what an angry blog post!
Am off to calm down and continue writing. Best turn off Britney.
x

ps. If this isn't scraping the barrell I don't know what is.

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1197780/Ghost-Michael-Jackson-caught-camera-pacing-corridors-Neverland.html

I'm Such a Comedy Geek

So, I haven't blogged in a few days. I feel like I should have lots of sensational stories to tell....

I bought my Mammy a kitten for her birthday! He was bloody expensive I'll tell you that (luckily she doesn't read this). He's so cute tho, and CRAZY! I was supposed to be looking after him today, but was too busy messing around with my laptop and so when I looked up he was halfway up her new curtains and chewing the crap out of them. Oh well, they aren't MY curtains....

I'm still writing, and I'm so excited! My new comedy series (remember, I don't like the word sit-com) has become an obsession. Along with Twitter.

I was just talking (or tweeting?) to @DannyDutch about how we spend too much time on there and how we all seem to talk about.... nothing (or "Arse" in his words). We were saying there should be a Tweeps Anonymous where you can go to talk about your addiction. I now say "@ so and so" when talking to people, and Dan can only hold a conversation for 140 characters. What is HAPPENING to us?? I can literally only ever think of ten topics to talk about and I speak in text language. Perhaps the NHS should open a help line.

I now must watch comedy clips on YouTube as "research". Yeah right! It's called, being lazy and trying to figure out how to pass off other people's jokes as your own. I have found some great clips so far, here are a few:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQAihUx0ZM4

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bu9TsJlcvzc&feature=fvst

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=beN7FftWNCM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k7U-_tJVmw&feature=PlayList&p=6014B69E9E78ACE8&index=0&playnext=1


Toodles x

My Birthday - Act 2

Well! Yesterday was lovely. Sort of one of those, good clean fun, type of days. Relaxed afternoon with my Aunt and then had the rest of the family over on the night. Pretty incident-free and also alcohol free (I know! Well done me!).

My cake had a photo of me on, which they do every year. A while back I won a competition to have my photo taken professionally, so they used one of those. I was sitting with my sister complaining that the cake would probably feature I photo of me doing something stupid. She had me convinced it was a photo of me in my bikini.... my heart was in my mouth! It wasn't in the end, its just me in a dress doing a stupid pose and looking off into the distance dreamily.... perhaps that's worse? Either way, I knew they'd make me look like a tit.

Am off out to the casino tonight with friends, yey =)

Anyway, I seem to still be in birthday mode because I have a lot to do today but can't seem to be bothered, which is terrible! Even typing this seems like a lot of effort, hence why this entry is short! Lazy cow.

x

Happy Birthday, You Degenerate!

I haven't really told anyone, because I don't like a fuss, but it's my birthday tomorrow. Due to the fact that I'm busy tomorrow, I went for a nice meal with my Mam, Step Dad, Sister and Grandparents. Sounds quite normal, and it was really. But then I got thinking, that if you watch your family closely.... you'll find they're all insane.

My sister (15) is always insane anyway, pretending to be an old rich woman, and I'm her housekeeper, Rebecca. A game I'm sure all siblings our age play.

My Step Dad decided he was too hot, and so removed his jumper. Fair enough. To reveal a very creased, white Nike t shirt which was probably intended for a 12 year old boy, which was also tucked into his trousers and so see through you could see his nipples. To which my mother asked very loudly, "Rach, can you see his deformed nipple where he used to have it pierced? Guess which one it was, go on guess!" Not fair enough.

My Grandad pretty much behaved actually, he probably couldn't get a word in edge ways for my Nana. Although he did have a loud debate with my sister about whether an ornamental tree was real or fake. He decided to lean over and pull it, removing a branch.

Nana was probably the worst, in her usual hilarious way. Lets see, oh yes. She seems to be under the impression that I left University just to be stubborn. I showed her my tattoo on my wrist. She said, "She looks like one of those.... what do you call them? That's it, a degenerate." She then high fived my sister to my sister's request. Oh, and when the bill came, she said I wouldn't be able to have one of the complimentary chocolates "what with you being on a diet and all". I wasn't actually aware that I was on a diet? Well I am now. "Don't worry pet, it's just puppy fat". WHAT IS?! Never mind. I survived and the food was lovely. Although I suppose the final nail in my birthday coffin was when we were walking to the car, as my sister was telling some sort of funny story. She turned to me and said, isn't she funny? She should be the writer in the family. Yes.... thanks Nana. =)

Ha ha, I have to laugh, because I love them all. I'm with my Dad's side of the family tomorrow. Today was nothing compared to what will be inflicted upon me then.

x

This Just In.... I'm a Man

I was in a little bit of a bad mood earlier. I've just found out that my ex boyfriend of three years has come out as gay! Of course I'm hoping this is just some sort of cruel rumour created by my friends. I can't help but look back and think things like.... "well, he did go to the gym a lot, was it to look at men?" and "he was a huge fan of Tom Jones, which is a little... gay". Although I showed a photo to my gay friend, Mark, who says he certainly doesn't *look* gay (there is a gay look, apparently!) so this is a comfort.

I'm just very worried now that I look like a man. I'm having my hair cut and dyed tomorrow, which will make me feel better. I'm also planning on using the sunbeds every week to build a tan. May need some retail therapy too. However, as another friend pointed out, this will not make me look anymore like a girl, just a gay man.... I hate my friends.

Today has been a good day though up until the me feeling like a man part. Spent the day on Newcastle Quayside which was very pretty, relaxing and.... foggy. Was ripped off in a Spanish restaurant where apparently you have to pay for complimentary bread and it's normal to pay £6 for 3 lettuce leaves, or a "salad" as they called it, so that's always fun. I'm thinking I should have ordered a nice bottle of wine to make the experience a little more enjoyable but they would probably charge for the opening of the bottle, the pouring etc....

Anyway, I'm off to scratch my crotch and watch football. (not really)
Ps. Please don't be offended if you are a Tom Jones fan... although it is very gay.

Byebye x

Today I Changed the World.... a Little Bit

So we started writing today! I'm pleased with what we've done so far, though it seems we'll have to be thinking about ideas everyday otherwise this is going to take forever! Of course it's all very hard to explain when I'm intent on keeping everything a *secret*.... I may leak little bits of information sometime soon.

Apparently (I may have posted this before) the secret to good comedy writing when writing a series is to focus on the characters. Once you've created a funny character they will eventually talk for themselves when you put them in a situation. That has yet to happen for us, but I think that's because Kieran and me keep arguing over the finer details.

Anyway, I'm just posting a quick blog to ask for a bit of help. Does anyone know a mythical god (Greek, Roman or the like) who represents failure, weakness or general rubbishness? Or perhaps a latinate word or saying relating to such an idea? Forgive me if I'm making no sense!

Oh, and I've also added a visitor counter to go with my visitor map on here, which I think is pretty cool! Although I must add that there are only 2 hits so far, both of which I think are me. HA!

Bye for now x

Today I Change the World

I have to leave in about an hour. I'm off to write the greatest comedy series ever made (apologies to Graham Linehan, OK, perhaps mine could be the THIRD greatest series ever made? Leaving room for Father Ted and IT crowd). Although I'm a little over excited and will have to remind myself that it's possible I won't finish the whole series today and that these things may take a little longer than I'd want them to. All in all however I'm looking forward to it. Although I still can't tell you what my series is about, as it's one big hilarious *secret* =)

I'm not at work for the next couple of days, which is good as I'm still in the process of moving out of my flat. I have to clean all of the dust that is now visible due to me moving things. As I have pointed out before, I'm not disgusting, the dust was hidden from sight previously. Therefore I feel no guilt.

Anyway, I must get ready. This has been a short blog I know. But I'm really late as usual.
Toodles x

A Few Random Thoughts (Yes I Do Have Thoughts)

My interview went really well! Well I hope so anyway. I've kind of convinced myself I've got the job which is very dangerous because I probably haven't. He was still quite jokey while he was interviewing me, and I did indeed relax too much and say silly things. I'm such a fool sometimes. I took the piss out of him too which isn't good, it's just my way of being nice! Although if I do get the job, I might publish a book about how to get a job by teasing your interviewer. I think the main fault I made yesterday was not being able to do 4 X 7 in my head. It's 28 by the way. I know that now.

I've just let the window cleaner into my house to do the windows round the back of the house. He was horrible! He told me he couldn't just do the upstairs he had to do the downstairs too or he wouldn't do them. I thought, "How the hell do you think this works?". I mean, it only cost £4 but I was begrudging to give him that. He's also left mud all over the kitchen floor, but then again, I suppose he's only a window cleaner rather than a floor cleaner. Basically he's just moved the dirt from the windows to the floor for £4. I think I'd rather it was left on the windows.

Anyway, Michael Jackson's dead. Pretty sad news. Not because I was a fan, because I wasn't. I just think that he led a sad life and has now died pretty young, wasn't he like 50? From such an early age he was thrown into the public eye and never really got to life normally. He's at peace now though. What I'm not looking forward to is the constant obsession which will now ensue in the media and on twitter. Not to sound nasty, but there's gonna be shit loads of money made out of this. http://picturesforsadchildren.com/blog/famous.png

I'm off now.

Oh, take a look at this for a giggle:
http://whythatsdelightful.wordpress.com/
It is Graham Linehan's blog, who wrote such comedy greats as Father Ted and The IT Crowd. He's an amazing writer. If you read his stuff, you will love him!

You Don't Have to be Mad to Work Here but it Helps!

Well. I'm just battling with google maps at the moment because I need to know how to get to my interview tomorrow. It's such a pain. I want to know which train stations are nearby and how far I have to walk afterwards, but it is telling my to walk along the motorway! If I die google, I will most definitely sue you *shakes fist*. I've decided to book a taxi instead.

I'm not nervous for tomorrow which is quite worrying. The guy seemed chirpy on the phone but I know I will become too relaxed and say something silly. They can't know how crazy I am until I actually get the job! All I have to do is suppress my silliness during the interview. Although the guy did sing to me down the phone (he said it was background music) so perhaps I will fit right in.

I'm just about to jump in the shower before work but feel very guilty. I have neglected my good friend jogging for over a week. I hurt my shins and so had to rest but now I think I've grown lazy. Shall be back in my running shoes in a few days I hope. So I can continue to hobble about like someone who's shit them self.

And I can't wait to begin writing my script! But we've pushed it back to Sunday as I'm such a busy bee. =(

Byebye xxxx

Sunny Day in Sunderland!

I'm in a rather upbeat mood today. Although I don't think there is any particular reason for this. Spent the morning with my little cousin, which made me happy. Then packed up my flat ready to move out, which felt so good! I'm such a hoarder; I found two broken umbrellas, an old pizza box from almost a year ago, a bag of dried soya beans in my underwear basket, a calligraphy set and a whole lot of dust! This may make me sound disgusting, but you have to know that I'm a very tidy hoarder, and the dust was hidden to the untrained eye. Anyway, It's all gone in the bin =)

I also spent the morning in the doctor's surgery however, being tested for Diabetes, which was a rather large pain in the arse. I'm really scared of needles and went really faint and a bit blind when she took my blood. Was horrible. But fingers crossed I'll be fine. They think I'm too young to have diabetes anyway.

Oh! And I have another interview to work full time in a hotel (classy eh? not).

Now I have to quickly get ready for work. I really don't want to go! The weather is too nice (not that I'd actually go outside, as I am in fact a vampire).

Anyway that's all from me right now. Can't wait til Friday when we actually start writing our script for our comedy series =)

x

Hit Me With Your Suggestion Stick!

If you have any suggestions or comments, feel free to email me at saturdaysgirl@live.co.uk

Cheers guys =D

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We Will We Will Rock You!

Well, the bread was slightly more... black, than I imagined. I think I'm out of practice at this baking lark. I think I'm bored of that idea anyway.

I am still writing though, I've promised myself I'm going to become a successful comedy writer (which is a pretty big promise to make, actually) so I can't give up now. Meeting with Kieran next week to go over ideas. I actually had one very funny scenario in my head the other day whilst I was on the bus. But I won't say what it was (don't you just hate it when people do that?).

Last night at work I finally got to see We Will Rock You, and it was amazing! That is the good thing about working at a theatre, you are able to see all the well known shows. Unfortunately you have to put up with the crappy ones as well. On the second night of WWRY Brian May and Ben Elton came to watch the show. Not only did I get in Ben Elton's way (which is embarrassing enough) but I also said very loudly to my friend, "Have you seen Brian May's hair? It's like some sort of crazy cloud!" which got me some pretty nasty looks from his manager and assistants. I was lucky enough to see the end of the show though, where Brian surprised the audience (who didn't know he was there) by coming on stage to do an immense guitar solo. We never get stars like that coming to Sunderland, so the atmosphere was electric. 2000 people on their feet screaming. I had goosebumps! All the while I'm going "excuse me, can you put the camera away? EXCUSE ME!" But yes, that was a very good night =)

Anyway, I must be off. I have to go for a jog, then to the shops, then to work. What an exciting life I lead! Joking obviously.

Toodles x

Cultured? I think so!

I'm in such an artistic mood tonight. You know when you're in the kind of mood where you just crave some culture? I've been looking at photographs of old bands like The Kinks and The Who, and some of them are actually really beautiful. I'm moving flat soon with my friend, so when I move I want to cover the walls of my room with large photographs, so that there isn't any wall showing at all. I know this can look tacky, but I'll make sure it's done in a really tasteful way.
One photographer in particular I've been looking at is Anton Corbijn (thanks to @DannyDutch for all you tweeps). His pics are amazing! Shall show you the link in a minute.
I've also been watching The Blues Brothers. Would you call The Blues Brothers culture? Actually, of course I would! They are so effortlessly cool.... like me! Not really, I don't think I could pull off the hat and glasses, I'd look like Angel from Big Brother, the scary Russian child catcher.
Tomorrow I shall be baking Jewish Bread. It's the best bread I've ever tasted, if I do say so myself. I will take a photo and blog the recipe because honestly, if you looked up the word "bread" in the dictionary, there would be a picture of my Jewish Bread (not that my dictionary has pictures, I'm not a child).

And thats about it.
Oh, and I'm still walking like I've shit myself =D

http://www.corbijn.co.uk/

I feel Like Jane Austen

So I've abandoned the poker idea, along with all the other ideas I tend to dream up. Instead I've come up with a really FANTASTIC idea. I'm going to write a comedy series (I don't like the word sit-com because it reminds me of Friends, which is in no way witty). Me and Kieran (@incroyable for all you tweeps) are busy planning it at the minute. But I can't tell you what it's about because you would naturally be very tempted to steal it, because as I said, it is a FANTASTIC idea. I have two rules for success, 1.) Don't tell all you know....
All I will say is that I'm very excited, so excited in fact that I've become obsessed and have stopped sleeping so that I have more time to write =)
My Mam once went to a psychic (a good one who was correct about many different things) who said that between me and my sister, one would be a very highly educated scholar, and one would be on TV and in the media. So maybe that could come true? God I'm so pathetically positive.
In other news, my tattoo has healed..... BREAKING NEWS I know!
I'm still jogging. Although lately I feel like my legs are constantly aching. I'm always walking like I've shit myself too, which isn't a good look for me if I'm honest. May have to become a middle-aged man and buy some deep heat.
Have also applied for a job distributing catalogues. The woman seems really interested, but I haven't told her I don't have a car and can't drive. Do you think she'll mind? I won't tell her and will just deliver them on foot.... I'll run! Imagine if I kept up the job for months, pretending my car was round the corner and I was going to put all the catalogues in the boot, just to earn a bit of cash. It's like something out of "Pursuit of Happyness".

Anyhoo, that's about it from me.
Check out this page if you are looking to write something of your own:

http://www.robinkelly.btinternet.co.uk/ccc.htm

Could You Spare Any Change?

Poker is actually pretty hard, well I think so anyway. Plus, I'm not very good at lying, so I'm starting to think I've picked the wrong game. Me thinks I need more practice.
I'm working again, after taking lots of time off which is good. I'm pretty poor right now which is so inconvenient! Hence why the poker skills would come in handy. Although I heard a saying once, "never gamble what you don't have", which is exactly what I would be doing. I also have that addictive personality I've mentioned before, so I can imagine I'd probably end up in a lot of trouble!
I have another interview in two weeks time. I can't remember what the job is that I've applied for, and I was too embarrassed to ask the woman on the phone! Oh god, I'm such a spaz. It's going to be pretty embarrassing if she asks me, so why do you want to work for this company? What company is that? Where am I?? I was also offered an interview to work in a strip club (on the bar!) but I decided I didn't really want to spend all my time looking at naked ladies. I'm pretty happy with my decision =)
And that about it. Oh and while I remember, I've decided not to blog all the gossip about the Geordie guy from big brother. I don't want to get sued, I can't afford it!
One more thing, I wanted to put some cool photos as my background on here to jazz it up a bit, but I don't know how! If anyone knows how to edit html (is that what it's called?) on this blogger, please please could you help me? Cheers.

Bye for now. xx

Hello. My Name is Rachel, and I'm an "-oholic".

I actually do have an addictive personality. Mainly though this concerns my new tattoo, which is of a little star on the inside of my wrist. I do feel a bit Emo at the minute, because I'm also wearing black nail varnish, so my hands look like they belong to Morticia Adams, never mind. So I'm now looking for a new design to go on my right shoulder. I'm thinking some meaningful song lyrics or some words of wisdom. However, I know for a fact that in no time at all I'll look back and think, WHY did I get that bollocks tattooed onto my body? So perhaps writing is not a good idea.
Some of my other current addictions are: Twitter (it's better than people think!), Rice cakes, Red Wine (far too much red wine) and The Blues Brothers.
I'm currently listening to the lovely Frank Sinatra whilst also on Twitter, with a glass of red wine (honest). But it's good for the heart, right? So you could all do yourself a favour and follow my healthy example. Later I'm going to go over the rules of poker, because I'm a bit rusty. My friend and I have decided to storm the gambling world and become poker pros. As you do.

And that's about it =)

Oh, and check this out http://www.oddee.com/item_95629spx

x

I Feel Dirty

I feel really dirty and dumb because I watched Big Brother..... and enjoyed it!
I hate BB so much, not only because it is so incredibly staged and premeditated, but also because it will now be splashed all over the media for months. Summer is the time when proper news stories are ignored for articles about who is talking about who, and who ate what for breakfast.
But anyway, there are still some right freaks in the house at the minute. (yes, its gossip time, this is what BB does to me). I can't wait to see the two blondes (Im not learning names) have a MASSIVE cat fight. I am in love with the short girl who squeals a lot, I think she's amazing. Wolverine is the DOGS! He's so amazing, what was it he said? "I don't know whats cool, but Im cool as fuck". May not be a direct quote but you know the jist. Im not a fan however, of the girl who shaved her eyebrows, or the hairy guy who said "Daddy's home". Oh and I forgot to mention the Geordie.... well lots of friends of friends are already dishing the goss about him on facebook, so I shall keep you informed.
Anyway one other thing, Im getting a tattoo on my wrist tomorrow. I'm a bit scared because a) I'm a tattoo virgin, b) I am trusting my best friend to do it and c) I get addicted to things so easily.... so if any of you have any ideas of what I should get please let me know. I was thinking a black star but that is very Emo.

Bye for now x

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/pictures/view/80597687/

Reading

I'm sure Im still going through this early mid-life crisis stage (I did say that this would be a recurring theme). I'm still jogging, eating fruit (!), drinking lots of water, and suddenly I have an urge to read articles and watch the news. All VERY scary, and I'm not pleased about this at all. But I guess it's good for me, and is most probably what other people have been doing all along.
Oh, and I went to the interview yesterday, it was a COMPLETE waste of time, seen as though the job was advertised as full time, the woman said she could only offer me one shift roughly every two weeks. So I wasn't impressed. Nevermind, I shall keep trying.
In the meantime I will be mostly trying to keep fit by jogging. I read online that there are rumours that jogging can be bad for your bones and your heart, but apparently this isn't true at all. In fact you live longer, strengthen your heart and its good for your bones. So I'm sure I'll be a running machine in no time. One thing which I've noticed though, is that a lot of non-joggers I know can run so much further than me and they never practice! Damn them.

Well I'm off to bed, in the mean time, take a look at this -
http://thisiswhyyourefat.com/

xxx

Fingers Crossed

I heard back from one of the jobs cocktail waitress jobs I have applied for. I have to go and see them tomorrow and sell myself, oh dear oh dear! Im thinking lots of red bull and a big happy smile may be in order. I hope I get it though, as it will mean things will be falling into place perfectly =)
At the minute I'm obsessed with The Blues Brothers and French music, although Im not sure why. I think this is still part of my jumping from one idea to the next in an attempt to change my image somehow. My friend is a tattoo artist, so I'm also looking at designs for my first tattoo! (I honestly hope I'm not having an early midlife crisis!). I shall do some research to make sure....
As for the band I am now doing PR for.... I haven't heard from them. How dare they not want my help! To be honest its probably best for both me and them.
Anyway... Im off to research this little crisis I have going....

Toodles x

Looking

So at the moment, my life seems to be best described as "Looking". I seem to be looking around for many things at the moment. I decided to leave University (which, despite common belief, was a good decision!) and am now looking for daytime work to help pay the rent. I do still have an evening job though.
Anyway, perhaps it is this venture into the unknown that is making me look for other things too. I don't mean the typical, looking for the man of my dreams or anything like that. I seem to have an unhealthy obsession with trying to come up with money making schemes, planning a trip around the world (which I probably won't go on) and thinking of ridiculous career choices. Last night I went to see a band play a gig in a cinema (!) and told them that I was in fact their new promotions manager. I guess I am having some sort of early mid-life crisis.
So, basically this theme shall probably present throughout my next few blogs. I am not sitting on my bed, at 2pm, with coffee and the newspaper (The Daily Mail, god help me) which is what most normal people do at around 8am, usually the time I'm going to sleep.
I shall apply for jobs and try to be more grounded.

Wish me luck! =D