I have an awkwardly timed job interview this morning. It’s at 11:00. So, basically, with the way the road to work is, by the time I’d have got to work (ie now), I’d have had to have turned straight back around to have got back to Telford for the interview. Yup, that’s right, it’s taking me at least an hour and a half to do a 26mile drive.
Although yesterday, I didn’t bother. I drove as far as the first roundabout, had skidded and slid across the road a couple times and thought fuck this, it ain’t safe, and turned round, drove back home again!
I have to get in at some point this afternoon though, even if its just to pick my stuff up and hand my notice in!
I also hate how this cold and damp is getting into my joints. We are NOT AMUSED. It’s -11C and snowing. Again. Or is that still? I’m moving like a freaking pensioner. *sigh* I know 30 is old but this is just ridiculous. I’m totes emigrating… who has heat?
My mum’s Christmas present finally came yesterday morning… but made me realise I have no idea what I did with her card. Which means I’m going to have to brave the ASDA again to buy another “to my mummy” card. And probably get her a box of dark chocolate or something.
A fuckload of sirens have just gone down the Telford circular. We’re talking at least 3 police cars and an ambulance. I’m guessing a car accident with this weather
I hate my internet connection. The weather isn’t helping of course. I just uploaded an mp3 for Nicole and seriously, it took over 10 minutes to upload one song. 10 MINUTES. One measly little 3mb mp3… yeah, I hate my internet connection!
I think that’s about it for random bursts of updateness for today.
Cassie. Llama. 30. July 24. Leo. 5'3. brown eyed brunette. tattooed. pierced. shy. 




