girlofprey

The two phrases I hate the most when playing Saints Row 2? "Skater kids" and "satchel charges".

( I'm going to explain that even though none of you probably play Saints Row 2, just because I hate cryptic LJ posts )

I also explained it because it was pissing me off, and it's quite nice to be able to vent.

Also, the fact is that that's NOT the most annoying thing, because the most annoying thing is when you actually COMPLETE THE LEVEL, but the game SAYS YOU HAVEN'T. aoklsjflksdfnlksdnf. I heard the 'you completed the level!' music TWICE, and the second time the camera guy said his finishing off thing of 'we just have to get this to the editor', and it said I failed both times. But I am not good enough to reliably succeed more often, so I can't tell if the game is broken, or was a bit buggy that one time, or if I somehow did actually run out of time. Growl.

Anyway. My adventures with incredibly violent games aside, I'm sort of enjoying Saints Row 2 a bit less now. There was a type of side activity that I found quite simple to do, and other types I found less simple to do, and I've finished all of the first kind by now. And the main missions are getting a bit harder, it seems. And my style ranking keeps going down, I think, because I'm not buying and changing clothes enough. Changing your clothes regularly is for REAL LIFE, Saints Row 2. It shouldn't be a requirement on a computer game. Anyway, it's also annoying me a bit by having things like the above in it as well, so I might be cutting down on it a bit in the future. I'm sort of just feeling a bit tired in general as well. Although that might actually be hormones this week.

Adventures I have had this week included: my shoes literally pretty much falling apart on my feet yesterday in Leeds, after months of looking at them and thinking "it'll be fine", and having to go into a shoe shop and buy a new pair. Although I found a pair I quite like in my size for £8, so it wasn't all bad. And being unable to properly handle the Leeds and Wakefield bus switches in a new and exciting way, and having to walk unnecessarily back to a DIFFERENT bus station. On the other hand, the Leeds Craft and Design Centre has a bunch of new stock in, leading to me finding a new jewellery maker I like. As well as finally looking up an old jewellery maker I like.

The other thing I wanted to say was that it seems like a load of my stuff is running out this year. My bank card runs out in a few months, on a date that at one point seemed forever away. Now it is not forever away. And my young person's railcard runs out at the beginning of March. So I'll basically be giving up the saving I've had since I really started travelling very far on the trains. Part of me feels like I should be doing quite a lot of travelling before it runs out. Like, going to Scarborough for the day, or going to Nottingham to see Alys Power or something. ALL THE TRAVELLING. I do have a bit of money at the moment, but probably not enough to TRAVEL EVERYWHERE in the space of a month. Still. Hmm.

Today was my job interview. It went fine, it was a lot more casual than I'm used to in job interviews. And apparently the position doesn't really exist yet and the charity has never really done anything like it before, and are sort of planning to define the job as they go along. Which made discussing it and asking questions difficult. And the fact that it was so casual sort of made it hard to judge how well I was doing. There was a man there and a woman leading it, and sometimes the woman looked sort of bored, and sometimes she looked happy. But it went alright, and I said some things and mentioned experience I had in doing some of the things they were talking about, and asked as relevant questions as I could think of. And I didn't suddenly stop talking or start crying or anything. So I think it went okay. The only problem was I asked so many questions trying to work out what kind of role it might be that I didn't really leave time to ask when I might hear from them, so I'm just going to have to wait for that. But generally speaking I think it went okay and I'm quite happy.

So that's done. And my employment coach took me for a coffee afterwards, which was nice of her. And now on Friday there's London (I booked tickets, woo hoo!). And in the meantime, there is sleep, and obsessing about coats. Hurrah.

So. I've had a busy week. Sort of. ( On Tuesday I went to Nottingham )

( And on Thursday I went to Wakefield and Leeds )

Anyway. Then today my mum came back from her holiday with my sister and my two nephews. I was invited on this holiday, but I said no in the end, because I remembered what happened last time we went on holiday to Filey with my sister and my two nephews in April, and I didn't feel like I'd be up to doing it at the moment. She got back tonight at about half past seven, and she looked shell-shocked, and I asked her how it had been, and she said "Put it this way, this morning I bit a hole in a football." Which I think says it all. She's glad to be home, I think.

( The journey home, oh )

Anyway, so long story short I was off sick today. Which was unfortunate, because it turns out the other woman who works with me was off as well - in an office of three - and our boss didn't get in till half past ten. Whoops. I did get to watch Daria though.

Over the weekend, I also watched a preview of ( Disturbia (spoilers) )

So yes. Disturbia. Slightly disappointing. Out this weekend.

( London )

That recap was going to be well-organised, clever and witty. But then I sort of just wrote stuff. Apologies for any incoherency.

This morning one of my Betty Boop statues broke off her stand, and then her head fell off. I was going to hide it from my nephew for fear of traumatising him, but he seems unphased. Then mum and I and he went to the mysteriously renamed Freeport for some new work shoes. I think I was remarkably subtle about enjoying the DVD buying part more (Mirrormask and Seven Swords, yay!). And now I need to stop ignoring the presence of my grandmother and go downstairs, I think.

Toby Dr Who in half an hour! Yay!