From a Carlislian

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Ramdom letters put together to form some sort of sense

So my stay in Carlisle is nearly at an end. I shall be embarking on the 18:14 train at the station to arrive in Liverpool around 20:45. I have kept my spending quite minimal, which was of course the purpose of the trip. But I get paid again next week, which will go some way towards paying off my overdraft, credit card, parents somewhat - although there is a very long way to go. Bugger!

Last night I indulged myself with Heineken and white chocolate maltesers, whilst watching some Champions League football. I nice quiet evening in, but I know of far better ways to spend my evenings. Get that plane ticket booked Lyla. Or indeed nick Joel's! I need to know soon what his plans are.

How on earth am I meant to get up at 7:30 tomorrow, when for the last week the earliest I have arisen has been 10:00? I also know that work tomorrow will be a pain in the arse as I will have to try and catch up with as many applicants as possible, but only in between driving around Liverpool city centre taking people on viewings. I must also get some food in my house. So many trivial things to do, so little will to get them done.

I must also try and make friends in Liverpool. My university friends aren't going to be there forever. My colleagues can be considered friends I suppose, and that's pretty much all there is. Then again, having friends is an expensive business, perhaps I should become a hermit, only until I find my financial feet of course. My Playstation will keep me company until people can be considered an afforadble option.

I might apply for a part-time position in Saskatoon now, as a leasing agent. I can do that. In fact, I do that, just not in Saskatoon.

There will be more random ramblings when I have access to the internet again. I hope you have enjoyed another rare insight into the workings of my deviant mind, and if yiou haven't, then you can just, you know. Fuck off!

2 Comments:

  • At 7:38 AM, Blogger Lyla said…

    friends can be expensive...thats why you need cheap friends like mine in saskatoon...we think we are going all out by walking INTO the expensive stores and petting the Hugo Boss ties...

     
  • At 11:53 AM, Blogger Daniela said…

    So true. We got a kick out of realizing that the sales people thought we could actually buy something.

    So cheap.

     

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