girlofprey

Gary, Gary, Gary. You are never going to get that shag out of David if you keep making cracks about his mother. And he'll never get to see your "new moves".

(I love tonight's Coronation Street. David caught Gary sneaking home, and first they went to the shed in Gary's garden where David used to hang out when Darryl lived there, and they confused each other about words that were made up of other words, and then David invited Gary round to his house 'for crisps', and they drank beer and talked about David's mum being in prison, and Gary being on the run from the army, and then argued, and then Gary made David give his word that he wouldn't mention having seen him, and then left, and David was laughing, but then looked kind of thoughtful. It was brill.)

Anyway. Ways in which administration has screwed me over slightly today:

• I'm on a scheme at the Jobcentre which means I have extra appointments and see an advisor outside of my signing on appointments, which is apparently something they did on the old scheme, but Nottingham was on the new scheme, but at my local Jobcentre they're still on the old scheme, so I'm doing that. Or something. But basically I had my first appointment at the beginning of April/end of March, and I couldn't have another one until today at 10am because my advisor woman was doing a training course and going on holiday. But then on Saturday I got an envelope from the Jobcentre with just another appointment card, with the same woman, with an appointment on in for next Tuesday. Nothing else, nothing to say if today's one had been cancelled or why I'd gotten it. And it was the weekend, so I couldn't call the Jobcentre to check or anything. So I had to get up this morning, in time to possibly go to today's appointment, and call to ask if today's appointment was cancelled. Which it was. So I went back to bed.



• ( My trials and tribulations with an electricity bill from my flat )

That is all the exciting things going on in my life, anyway. Apart from my dad having booked a holiday in Spain, near Barcelona, which I get to go on as well, in a few weeks time. Hurray.

Hello. I've not been around much this week. That's mostly because on Monday I had to go Christmas shopping straight from work, on Tuesday I worked from 9 till 6.30, on Wednesday I worked from 8 till 10 (pm), and yesterday I went in to work at 9 and we said we'd stay until it was finished, which ended up being till about 6.30. But my job is finished now, because we did all the work so the quality checkers could do their last bits today.

So I have the day off. All I need to do is go see Jobseekers about my benefits claim and what information they actually want from me, go see my landlords about a repair I've been asking about, do a bit of Christmas shopping while I'm still in Nottingham, pay my electricity bill that just came yesterday, send off my Redemption cheque while I've got all the references with me, start my Christmas cards before the last post tomorrow, pack a bag and get a train to my parents'.

And I had thought about going to see Twilight before going back to my parents', because I don't think they'll be interested in going to see it with me.

Yep.