A thousand thoughts
Eeewwwww…..
Well I can write off today with this “diet” Not that I was that “bad” just more fruit and lunch – proportion size. I had a nap on the couch woke up felt a little hungry, thought a pear would be nice… Na. Five minutes later I was head in basin hurling up every thing from about lunch time onwards!
So I don’t feel to crash hot at the moment.
Bloated. Yuk.
I rang Ian yesterday. The Irish lad, seems that he got a job… as a chef.
Now speaking to him previously it seemed that he was more of a teacher of English and Literature. “I bulls****ed my way into a job as a chef.”
“But you’re not a chef??!”
“Arh, How hard can it be? I can cook, it shouldn’t be that hard…”
I laugh at this because – well, it’s funny. I just think of him there and someone saying I want seafood risotto or something and him asking them how to cook it or just feeling his way through it! Why not?! Know one knows him over hear, if worse comes to worst he gets fired and moves on.
Te heh.
Ewww… I’m feeling like a beached whale! Sooooo bloated…
I don’t think I’ll ever have another pear…. Ever!
I opened an account with e bay today. Trying to sell a pair of motorbike pants. I’m not 100% how it works but I guess I’ll find out.
I haven’t heard from that job… Feeling the way I do now – I don’t care.
I just pray that God continues to provide for me.
It’s funny. When I need the money, for food or bills etc, I get it. Someone will call wanting a haircut. I go to the shops buy what I need, the basics and when I get to the till I have the exact amount of money. To the cent. No more, no less.
I smile at this. That’s all I need.
I couldn’t sleep last night. It was another 2.30 night.
I hate it. I only have so many sleeping tablets left, I want more but I don’t want to become addicted to them.
I don’t know why I can’t sleep. I mean I’m tired I just can’t fall asleep.
I think too much.
I went to get government funding today. I HATE that feeling of going in there and having to apply. Feeling like a bum. It’s a bad situation.
I remember the feeling of having to go there last year. Shudder. It’s not exactly how you want to feel. Even tho I left on my own terms I still get penalized because I was too sick to work. I get a major cut into the allowance because “I can’t look for work” Whatever.
On a lighter note, my computer stuffed up today. I had to restore the… modem? I think that’s what I did, anyway – It worked! I was happy with myself.
My little Blog has had a beating. Two or three posts a day and nearly two pages of writing in each post. I think to much. I probably write to much with no substance. Do I care? Well. At the moment it's just a profile of my life as it is at the moment.
Boring. Tired. And at the moment, kinda sick.
I just really want to get back to my "normal" life. Work, get paid and go out and live a little.
I'm rambeling again.
Well I can write off today with this “diet” Not that I was that “bad” just more fruit and lunch – proportion size. I had a nap on the couch woke up felt a little hungry, thought a pear would be nice… Na. Five minutes later I was head in basin hurling up every thing from about lunch time onwards!
So I don’t feel to crash hot at the moment.
Bloated. Yuk.
I rang Ian yesterday. The Irish lad, seems that he got a job… as a chef.
Now speaking to him previously it seemed that he was more of a teacher of English and Literature. “I bulls****ed my way into a job as a chef.”
“But you’re not a chef??!”
“Arh, How hard can it be? I can cook, it shouldn’t be that hard…”
I laugh at this because – well, it’s funny. I just think of him there and someone saying I want seafood risotto or something and him asking them how to cook it or just feeling his way through it! Why not?! Know one knows him over hear, if worse comes to worst he gets fired and moves on.
Te heh.
Ewww… I’m feeling like a beached whale! Sooooo bloated…
I don’t think I’ll ever have another pear…. Ever!
I opened an account with e bay today. Trying to sell a pair of motorbike pants. I’m not 100% how it works but I guess I’ll find out.
I haven’t heard from that job… Feeling the way I do now – I don’t care.
I just pray that God continues to provide for me.
It’s funny. When I need the money, for food or bills etc, I get it. Someone will call wanting a haircut. I go to the shops buy what I need, the basics and when I get to the till I have the exact amount of money. To the cent. No more, no less.
I smile at this. That’s all I need.
I couldn’t sleep last night. It was another 2.30 night.
I hate it. I only have so many sleeping tablets left, I want more but I don’t want to become addicted to them.
I don’t know why I can’t sleep. I mean I’m tired I just can’t fall asleep.
I think too much.
I went to get government funding today. I HATE that feeling of going in there and having to apply. Feeling like a bum. It’s a bad situation.
I remember the feeling of having to go there last year. Shudder. It’s not exactly how you want to feel. Even tho I left on my own terms I still get penalized because I was too sick to work. I get a major cut into the allowance because “I can’t look for work” Whatever.
On a lighter note, my computer stuffed up today. I had to restore the… modem? I think that’s what I did, anyway – It worked! I was happy with myself.
My little Blog has had a beating. Two or three posts a day and nearly two pages of writing in each post. I think to much. I probably write to much with no substance. Do I care? Well. At the moment it's just a profile of my life as it is at the moment.
Boring. Tired. And at the moment, kinda sick.
I just really want to get back to my "normal" life. Work, get paid and go out and live a little.
I'm rambeling again.
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