Job interview this morning went pretty well. Group interview, like I said, there were seven of us. The job is for CGU (in other words, not the same as the RACV job mentioned below), for their call centre - customer service! $32.5k suits me just fine, just for sitting there and taking calls! Sounds like there's good opportunities for advancement within the company, too.

After the inteview I went and had lunch with the old Countrywide Media crew, not that there's many left. High staff turnover, there! Even super-seller Michael is looking for another job. Other super-seller Kane has already left. Not many of my friends left!

I had another call about a job, it woke me up! Oddly, it sounds exactly like the other job I have an interview for. I wonder if RACV listed the job with more than one agency? I have one of those feelings, you know when you feel like something isn't quite right but there's no way of being certain? The woman I spoke to this morning mentioned that it was RACV and the job starts on June 23rd. The other chick who called on Tuesday didn't mention the company or the start date. But they're even both group interviews! Sounds rather similar to me!

I haven't done anything today, so there's not much point in updating! I washed dishes, applied for a few jobs, then Dave got home and we went out for dinner, and that's it!

What The Cat Did

And ads! He gets annoyed if i "mute" the TV when ads come on... how weird is that? Being annoyed by not hearing the annoying ads.

I've just asked Dave to choose between me cooking him dinner, and Big Brother, and he chose Big Brother. That, I think, is rather worrying. He accuses me of "forcing" him to starve. I simply refuse to watch or listen to Big Brother, which being in the kitchen I could hardly avoid. So I won't cook if the TV is on. He won't cook himself, and he won't turn the TV off, so I don't see that I am making him starve!

I've been so tired today, and so lazy. Although I did wash dishes, and walk all the way to Subway for lunch. So really I guess it's only this afternoon I've felt tired and lazy. I'm allowed, after a relatively busy morning!

I have a job interview on Friday, for a call centre job, inbound customer service and sales. It sounds ok. Pretty good money, better than administration.

I'm sure that, at some points in each day, some interesting thought must occur to me, or I must do something worthy of mention. It's just that, by the time I get around to recording these things, they are already forgotten.
I know that every now and then I come out with something funny or strange. But again, it never seems quite appropriate to put these little obsersavions here.

I've just had an SMS from Dave. There's ticket inspectors at our station and he doesn't have a valid ticket. Naughty! But all he has to do is stay on the train to the next station, buy a ticket there, and train back.

I've been taking some photos of Zeus today. Now I'm figuring out a little more how to use the digital camera, some of my photos aren't too bad. Of course the subject makes it rather easy - nobody can possibly fail to take a cute photo of Zeus!

Shit. Three holes. In the antiseptic tube I mean.

Nipple feeling a lot better today.
Have just discovered hole in tube of antiseptic cream. Am blaming Zeus. Make that two holes.
Now my fingers smell like Dettol cream.
Have decided I need a life. Unsure as yet how to go about obtaining one. Also unsure exactly what constitutes a life. Makes goal slightly harder to reach, but I have faith that my efforts will not go unrewarded.
Realised this is a very odd style of writing. Am not entirely averse to this. A change, they say, is as good as a holiday.
Am tired.

I was attacked by a bat!
A cat?
No, a bat.

I should be in bed right now. But I don't particularly want to sleep - not if sleep means the kind of dreams I've been having lately. Millions of inescapable spiders, my mother dying, etc. Also, I like to lie on my stomach, and that'd be painful with a lacerated nipple!

Psycho-kitten just ripped my nipple to shreds. Ok, exaggeration. He used my breast as a launching pad to the desk, and in the process caused my nipple to bleed. That's rather alarming, I have never had a bleeding nipple before. What is one supposed to do? I tried putting ice on it, for some reason, but that only froze and, in a way, hurt even more than the claws. So now I'm leaving it alone (a rare experience for my nipples) until it stops feeling like I have a cat hanging from it by a toenail.

Oh, Zeus made a phone call this morning. I was pretty much asleep at the time, or possibly I was reading, either way I didn't notice Zeus standing on the phone, and knew nothing of it until Fritz called me back later and asked what I'd wanted. I was like "What are you talking about?" Fritz still doesn't believe I had nothing to do with it! Not that I blame him, really.

Just went to see the Matrix Reloaded. It wasn't too bad. Although it's been so long since I saw the first one that it took me a while to remember who's who and what's going on! Altogether, not too bad a movie - although, like anything, if you go expecting something amazing, you'll be disappointed.

The point is, the people who pride themselves on being able to fix their computers, are the ones who fuck it up so that it needs fixing. It's ironic.

It is a very odd conundrom, that computers belonging to geeks are those which have the most problems. Somebody who never fiddles with their computer, but simply uses it as it is supposed to be used, making no alterations or additions, has no problems, or very few. A geek, constantly "updating", changing, fiddling, has so many problems they don't know what to do with them all. Why?

I'm supposed to go to Glenn's 21st tonight, but I really don't feel like going out. I rarely do. He didn't make it to my 20th, anyway, so he can't exactly make a fuss if I don't turn up. Yeah, ok, I'll stay home. Wow, that was a tough decision. If anybody calls me to ask why I'm not there, well, I'm feeling pretty tired and run-down, as you can imagine after a long week of staying home!

I just got told I'm funny - "for a girl".
Should I be flattered?

People please... if you're looking at this page because you found the address in my ICQ Details, and you want to request authorisation to add me to your list... mention this site in the request! Otherwise I ignore you because for all I know you're just another mindless moron I can't be bothered with!