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Wednesday 17.7.02 | Woo, another day off, and a gorgeous one too. Far too good to waste - off to Lillywhites and then Hyde Park with a book. :-) Friday 19.7.02 Another nice day, but locked up inside this time :-( - never mind, really can't complain as have done sod all for the last three weeks, so I guess an actual full day's work earning my wage won't do too much damage. Been a weird few days - quiet and busy. Yesterday was a Foreign Office open-day with Max, which was brilliant - Mark wants to work at the Foreign Office, even if it means bringing down the world! And they have jobs for people who just file and photocopy, so if I do fail (and now I've bandied this idea around I hope my mother isn't reading this - won't fail, promise, promise, pray, hope) all is not lost. No, I won't fail. I may not get a very good mark at the end, but I'll muddle through somehow. Anyway, getting back to yesterday, ended up at the exceptionally dangerous Virgin sale with Max, where he talked me into buying Texas' Greatest Hits and Madonna's fab GHV2 for £22, which I thought was a reasonable deal. Luckily, my dad did too when he found out he'd paid for them. :-) Major night out tomorrow night which am looking forward to, then lunch at home with grandmother on Sunday. The contrast. The hangover. The dread. Sunday 21.7.02 Where to start? Perhaps this morning, when I woke up thinking where the fuck and then twigging I was in Jo's cottage. How the arse this happened I'm still figuring out, but in any case all is well. Now at home with mum and my gran (being regaled over lunch about how gran wiped her arse with a Flash bathroom-wipe instead of bog-paper once, and how much it hurt - it seems there is little hope for me) and listening to Texas, writing emails and spending cherished time away from work. Marvellous. Tuesday 23.7.02 Even though I got embarrassingly pissed last night and even though I spent far too much money and even though I'm regretting drinking so much this morning as they're testing the fire-alarms in the hall and even though last night it seemed like a a good idea to tell Mark that I fart when I'm nervous and even though, in the middle of a rant about how crap the death-penalty is and how much it upsets me I belched loudly and even though I can feel myself going an interesting shade of crimson at the very thought, I can't stop smiling this morning. Everything is well.
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