Sick Days
Well, thanks to the cold weather I’ve been off sick for two days. First, one the guys at work was sick last week and had a couple of days off, and then one of my flatmates caught it from somewhere. One or both have passed it one to me, so I’m at home blogging, while I get better.
Not much has happened this week. Good news is that Natwest found my money, which I have now spent. I’m closing my account this weekend. I checked to see if I could and they said as long as my account was in credit I could close it, so I’m going down this weekend to claim the £1 left in my account.
Lloyds are still having fun with my accounts. I went down to see them last weekend and the reason my card hasn’t arrived is that no one bothered to order a new one for me. Idiots!
On the side of good news, I gave in and bought myself an MP3 player. It’s pink to match my phone. The memory is practically fullat the moment. I’m deleting songs as I get to them. It has the entire Garth Brooks live double album on it. Plus some Toby Keith, Tim McGraw and Dixie Chicks. Keith Urban is going on next weekend.
A lot of people asked why I just didn’t buy anIpod, but I figured what for? I really only bought it to occupy me at the Narita Airport in March. I’m stuck there for 6 hours between flights. The only downside is that I really need to learn not to sing out loud. But honestly, what Aussie can’t help singing to Eagle Rock or Working Class Man?
I’ve started using it on the train to and from work for practice. I’ve found if I read at the same time, I don’t sing quite as loudly.
I started cleaning out my room on the weekend. I’ve managed to get rid of five shirts. That’s all. Plus three pairs of shoes. I even braved under my bed and threw out all my old issues of Power Slam, Raw and Smackdown (after taking all the posters out first). I’m going to completely clear out my room once I know if my work permit comes through.
If I stay, I won’t have to get rid of that much, but if I have to go, they might as well hire a skip for all my stuff. Somehow, I know I’ll be over the 20kg luggage limit.
It’s weird waiting for the decision. I can’t really get on with my life until I know either way. I don’t really want to say good bye to anyone over here either. Everyone has been so nice to me (with one or two exceptions) and I really just want to stay. If all else fails, I’ll get married. Well, not really. There’s no one here worthy enough.
Anyone out there who thinks they’re worthy? Apply here…
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