Remember Me?

Hello.

I bet you were beginning to think I forgot about this place. In actual fact, I've just been rather lazy about this whole blogging lark. In fact, I am only writing this because I haven't gone into work today due to being all ill again. It's actually the first time in a while that I've been ill, I've been taking this herbal capsules, Echinacea. They're supposed to help boost you're immune system, and they have been working. It's only down to my own foolishness that I'm sick now.

Anywho...what have I been up to? A bit of work, and a bit of driving. And, believe it or not, I've actually been socailising. Outside, with people, to their faces. It makes a nice change, but I don't think the old bank balance agrees. I have booked tickets for Y-Not and I want to get a ticket for Indie Tracks too. Especially as Au Revoir Simone have now been announced as headliners. I've also booked my driving test, it's coming up very quickly and I am very scared!

I'm having slightly more luck on the job front, in that I've actually got passed the application form. I had to go for some literacy and numeracy tests for a job with the Job Centre, and then go back to do a telephone role play thing. Didn't get the job in the end though. I've got an interview coming up for an admin job at the hospital, so fingers crossed for that one please.

I think that's all of what's going on at the minute. Not particularly exciting, but there you go. I shall try to keep this updated a bit more, I reckon. I may even try to make it interesting.

Festivals

I like going to festivals. They are good times all around. I don't like being poor, that is bad times! Which is why I've been looking for cheap festivals to go to. Dot to Dot in Nottingam is normally a given, but they've cut that down to just the one day without cutting the price! The cheeky buggers. Granted, £25 for a day of music is still pretty good but the line up doesn't look so grand this year which is a shame.
So there I was being all "gaaaah" about not having a festival to go to, when I was given the link for the Y-Not Festival and oh my gosh, I shall be there or be a square! Any line up that includes Johnny Foreigner, Young Knives, Tellison and Whiskey Cats is alright by me. But the best part is thus: for a whole weekend, that's three nights, and camping it costs less than £50. I'm pretty sure I'd be the most foolish man to ever exist if I didn't go, so I shall. I think you should too. Another one I have been looking into is Indie Tracks. £55 for a weekend there, and Emmy the Great is playing! I haven't heard of any of the other lot playing, but I reckon it'd be worth it and it's only just down the road.
If any of them are as good as Rock Werchter last year, then we'll be on to a winner.
Anyone want to come?

Today...

I'm still having no luck on this job front. I'm now finding that there are fewer and fewer jobs out there I'd actually be able to do. I'm bored of looking, I'm bored of talking, I'm bored of listening, I'm bored of writing and I'm bored of reading about needing a job! But I do need one...
If you're crafty enough to spot the time that this has been posted, you might have worked out I didn't go into work today. I felt well rough when I woke up; I even cancelled my driving lesson tonight but now I feel alright, so I've pretty much wasted my day! Oh well, I shall attempt to do something productive, like drink lots of tea, and play with Alfie and do that thing that's been boring me. Or, I'll just play Fifa and GTA until my eyes fall out.

I'm currently listening to an album I've had since I was in about year 10. That's about 8 or 9 years ago. Bloody hell. Anyway, it's the Atticus: Dragging the Lake compilation. Proper old school! Bands like Finch, The Used, Blink 182, Alkaline Trio, New Found Glory and many others I just don't listen to anymore. Nostalgia is a fun thing.

Laterz.

Whassup?!

Where the flip did March come from?! I know February is a short month, but it kinda flew by. Before we know it, it'll be April. Which is scary, particularly because I will most likely be out of the job. I asked Sue yesterday how much longer she thought I'd be working where I am; she reckons March 31st. Maybe a little longer if I have to train up someone else to do my job! Bit flipping rude if you ask me.
I've been applying for jobs for ages, I haven't had any luck at all. I applied for a job last night, and got an email this morning telling me I'd been unsuccessful. Bah! I emailed back asking why; apparently I'm over qualified. Over qualified?! What the flip?? I don't care, give me the fucking job! Bah squared.

I passed my driving theory last Friday! Second time lucky! Now to pass the practical. I'm already looking at cars, it's probably a bit premature, but I bloody well want one!

That's me done.
Roll on the weekend :)

Do I Look Like Lock?

On more than one occasion now, I have been told I look like the comdedian Sean Lock.

This is me.This is Sean Lock.

What do you reckon?

Some sort of title is required.

We have an inspection on Thursday. This is the trouble with renting. People you don't know, coming into your house when you're not there, checking it's not falling apart. It means I have to hide Alfie as well. Our contract says no pets, but that tends to mean dogs and cats, but I'd rather not take that chance. He has to go in my cupboard, and I have to make sure there aren't any clothes touching his cage, because he will eat them. The bugger!
The inspection also means something else. Cleaning. Now, I know I moan a lot about not liking things to be messy and how I hate the clutter and the dirt, BUT, it's such a ball ache! I did the hob yesterday, so it's all shiny (but for how long?), the bathroom could do with a once over, the stairs are a disgrace, my bedroom needs a vacuum, I don't even know where to start with the spare room...

Anyway, this isn't just a blog about cleaning, you know!
I feel good. Despite the fact it's still February, I feel summery. I am in shorts and t-shirt, my window is wide open and I have my music blasting for all to hear. My plant has flowered now so it looks less like a serpent. I'll take a picture sometime. I think I'm just happier than I have been of late. Certainly less stressed out. I don't think there's any reason for it. Perhaps it's the Earl Grey I bought? I think I'll have another as soon as this blog is done.

I went out with folks from work on Friday. It's strange really. I very rarely, if ever, talk to any of them in the office. It was Lauren's last day (never spoken to her before). My very own stalker invited me out, so I thought I probably should. Although, thinking about it, maybe I should be anywhere near her when I'm drunk. I fear I WILL be raped. But it'll be the most sex I'll get in a while anyway...

I'm off for the Earl Grey. In a bit.

Master Chef, and other things.

I decided last night, while trying to sleep, that I'd have a go at some proper cooking. Not a jar of sauce bunged on a bit of pasta, but actually attempting to make my own sauce. I know what you're thinking; what an odd time to decide that, and I agree, but I can't control when I decide things, they just happen!
So, after work I popped off to Sainsbury's to buy some stuff I figured I'd need. Those things were as followed:

4 tomatoes
1 onion
Garlic
1 chilli
1 green pepper
A bit of basil
Some fresh pasta

I was going to tell you how to make what I made, but frankly, I didn't do a whole lot. Chopped it all up, whacked it in a pan, let it cook for a while. I stuck in a bit of turkey, boiled up the pasta a treat and served it with a bit of cheese on top. Obviously, I took some pictures to show this. Please excuse the state of the hob.


I realise that when it's in the pan it looks a bit rank, but in the end, it tasted well good!

I finished applying for those jobs, just have to wait and see if I hear back from them I suppose. And continue to apply for other jobs. I have a driving lesson tomorrow, not Saturday, so maybe I'll go out Friday. I'm watching the Brits; it's not very good. What's going on with Matt Horne? I'm mainly talking about his hair and shoes.
Laterz.