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la la la || 20.02.04 at 05:56

I really do wonder why the hell I even bother. Same sad old story, overworked and underpaid, but these 18 hour days are killing me, and all for what? Sometimes, I dream of just quitting, going home and being a barmaid at Nan's pub. Only problem being, I can't really stand Kettering all that much. Chicago is sounding more and more enticing Lola! The job interview from is slow going, and I'm still waiting to hear on a job wherein I was the first interviewee, which could be a good or a bad thing. Thankfully the Director of Human Resources at that company has kept in touch and I should hear by next week.

I cannot wait for in-state tuition rates to kick in so that I can start taking classes at Uni. This will be a wonderful thing and perhaps just the ticket to helping me drag myself out of this deep, dank hole I see to have fallen in. Yes, I've been a bit of a miserable git, absorbed in all that's around me. I realized the other day that a friend of mine is getting to pop out a little one, another is still in the third trimester of a very difficult first pregnancy and I was supposed to have a girls weekend in DC this weekend. Time to pull my head out, eh?

Anyone fancy changing this horrid background, et al for me? I'm too lazy to do it myself...

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