I just sat down with the Jellicle Cat and watched Equilibrium, which I quite liked even after the seriously, seriously clunky start. Christian Bale was yummy and if anyone tells me that Yorkshire is not the most POETIC accent they will recieve a serious cursing, or something. In anycase Sean Bean (and Weasel when drunk) aside.
Yesterday I went and retrieved my property from that school. MoT came with me, I think we had a pretty good day apart from my being totally stressed about almost everything. The school stuff was horrible. The Head of Department had the grace to look embarrassed and I left the place with the distinct impression that they had never intended to employ me in the first place.
So…apart from that MoT took good care of me and we had a really nice chat like we haven’t had in forever we also discovered that various respective friends don’t get why we’re friends. Well, it’s in his name, Man of Taste, yeah, we read the same books. Oh, and we don’t mind a good argument.
Then Weasel and MoT showed me soft-core porn which they claimed was Wrestling…women in schoolgirl outfits? A ‘bra and panties’ match? I ask you! Much fun!
I went around town today leaving my CV all over the place. I don’t really know what the immeadiate future is going to bring jobswise but I hope it brings it soon.
Um…I am? I disagree…