Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Biding my time....apparently

Wassup my peeps?

Well, here i am, another day but not another dollar. Not even a penny, in fact i am totally void of anything resembling finance. I'm a bum, a big'ol bum. I have no plans for today, i'll watch a little TV, trapse through jobcentre's website....and, urm thats about it. I will of course be seing my girlfriend later. How she has managed to no get bored of me i dont know. Work is her only Chris free sanctuary. Other than that i'm by her side, wherever she is. On paper my presence would probably creep out Stephen King. And not only am i always there, but i'm always poor, and jobless. And consequently not the happy bunny i usually am.

I spoke to the Audi guy, but he tells me he has had a busy weekend, and as such hasn't yet had time to go through my CV. Well fine buddy, but if you could get off your arse soon and hire me that'd be great.

I'm going insane you see. I do have a job, sort of. I have a builder friend who gives me work. I use the word work in the loosest sense though, i'm his builder bitch really. I have no time aquired skill so i can't really be trusted in other peoples homes with a painbrush, or a hammer, or a saw or, well, anything that's in B&Q's tool isle. I just do that, cash in hand a couple of days a week. So that keeps my money sort of ticking over.....sort of. But the rest of my time is soley focused on going slowly insane. I think i'm only 128megabytes from becoming one with my PC. If i try and download anymore Viva la Bam my humble comp will pop and if i have anymore tomato soup i'll look like i'm being sponsored by comic relief. I need a full time application of my time, like a job, or a coma. Any really.

If i were able to articulate this boredom and looming insanity into something productive it might not be so bad. But i've tidied the house 46 times this week, and it's Tuesday. If i wash anymore of my clothes they'll fall apart. I have watched all of my DVD's at least4 times...........and i have 70-odd DVD's. So now i have ran out of things to do apart from sitting here, staring at my PC waiting to become Specsavers most valued customer due to TFT induced blindness. And because i have ran out of things to do i have slipped into the point of no return for boredom. You see, i'm so bored now that i can't motivate myself to do anything. It's all too much effort, i didn't really wanna write this, but writing is fine because once i get going i'm a typing machine. But thats about it. All i need to do is swap my current seat for a porcalian one and i'll be set.

I need this sodding phone to ring, i can't phone him again, he'll think i fancy him.

Gotta go now though, i want some soup.................

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