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Nov. 3rd, 2004 @ 06:32 pm
The Musketeer
Category IV - The
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fuck Oct. 29th, 2004 @ 05:19 pm
i passed the online selection tests for the faststream.

fuck.

now Oct. 22nd, 2004 @ 06:54 pm
they're all downstairs talking.

i'm so hungry, and with not so much as a pistachio shell to suck.

i may be reduced to eating the strawberry cremes left over from the quality street,

Things. Sep. 16th, 2004 @ 07:57 pm
Ray mears is god

job sucks

dibkind is a cheeky chappie and no mistake, but he needs to not message me at 1.30am when i have to get up for work at 6.

job sucks

pilchards are potent

did i do the ray mears one?

er...

yeah.

Life. Sep. 15th, 2004 @ 09:57 pm
Well, it looks like I'll be getting an extension on my contract at work. Otherwise I'd be finishing in 10 days. I'm kind of annoyed about it because I don't want to be stuck there any longer than I have to be, but I'm also kind of glad, because I don't have another job to go to. Yet. The only job I've applied for recently that I was actually elgible to apply for was a job with Doncaster Council which I have on good authority was filled internally. All the other ones I applied for have been DWP, which I'm not allowed to do because a) they're not supposed to be recruiting at all at the moment and b) I'm already working for the DWP, and so can't apply until my contract ends which might, at this rate, be 2006. So no better-paid non-filing job for me.

I'm debating doing either a journalism course or something librariany, but I'm not sure I want more studying right now.

I've got the house to myself until next Monday. I actually find it really hard to sleep in this house on my own. I just don't feel safe here. I didn't when I first moved in, and I thought it had got better but it hasn't. I think I still can't get past the prejudice that everyone in Doncaster is a criminal. At least I'll have time to myself to practice my verbal and numerical skills for the faststream application. And I might just get some writing done too, you never know.
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» This just in
We do not live in a yellow submarine. That's right, none of us.
» OK, so...
I can't afford insurance on an old VW beetle right now. I can afford insurance on an austin mini, but not a mini cooper. I can't afford insurance on an MG, so I guess that will have to wait a few years.

I'm not in the mood for spending hours on the internet right now, in case you hadn't realised.

I need to find out whether or not I'll be earning enough this year to make my savings tax deductible. Gut instinct says yes, so bye bye gross interest.

I'm feeling all grown up and 'let's think seriously about finances' today. It won't last.

I'm applying for jobs again, since my current job is quite so suckity. I've applied to work for jobseeker direct within the DWP, but it's a higher grade (ie. more money), and I don't have to spend all day filing. Unfortunately it's in Sheffield, so it means commuting again. Also I'm applying for a job with BTCV (Conservation Holiday people) in their booking office in Doncaster. Better pay still, and it might have more job satisfaction than an arsing civil service job is likely to have at the moment. But I'm not sure if I strictly speaking have enough customer service experience for that one, since my experience of servicing customers is basically nil, unless you count that whole massage parlour mixup, and that was like over in less than an hour, anyway (but my, what an informative hour that was, and it was good pay for a Saturday job).

I went into Doncaster yesterday and met up with Seirian or sparklefaery or heartaddiction or whatever the hell she calls herself now. Also spent lots of money on not a lot really, except that I bought a wall bracket for my TV so I don't have to trip over it every time i go in my room. Also I bought some trousers from primark but it was too busy in there so i didn't try them on. I think I'll probably have to take them back as i've a strong suspicion they'll be far too big. I tend to still buy clothes to the 'baggy is good' principle even though now I'm a responsible adult with a proper job I'm not allowed baggy clothes any more. Also, they only had size eights and size sixteens, so I figured I didn't have a whole lot of choice.

The sodding buses are still on strike, which means I'm still having to walk to work and back every day. It's about 40 mins each way, and it's getting on my nerves. I wish there was anywhere to chain my bike to at work, or that my skateboard wasn't dead and also that I wasn't about ten years to old to be skateboarding. It'd be OK if I could sit down for five minutes at work occasionally, but it's a standing-up-and-filing job, and it's playing havoc with me arthritis.

I need to make a doctors appointment when (if?) the bus strike ends. I want to get some yummy prozac and get referred to someone who can remove the birthmark on my face and also get a cortisone injection in my right hand, which hurts like hell. I'll make a list, in fact. My doctor is such a charming, sympathetic man who always likes to go the extra mile, I'm sure he'll be happy to oblige. He doesn't sit there looking at his watch all through consultations, then stop you after two minutes, tell you you're malingering, then send you away. Oh no.

I've been lusting after jobs in the guardian. All the good ones are in silly places like Southampton and Surrey, though.
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Teenagers in English seaside resorts are more likely to get pregnant than those elsewhere due to a "hedonistic" party culture, a report says.
The government's Teenage Pregnancy Unit found the availability of alcohol and drugs encouraged "sexual risk-taking" among girls as young as 14.

They were also often exploited by tourists and seasonal workers.

Official figures show Blackpool has 74.8 conceptions per 1,000 girls aged 15 to 17. The national average is 42.6.

'Sun, sea and (casual) sex'

The figure for Hastings is 61.3 and for Southend it is 50.4.

The government report - Living on the Edge - found a feeling of "carnivalesque excitement" among young people in seaside towns.

This led to "detachment, the suspension of reality".

Sexual health services within the towns were often "difficult to access".

The report accuses the entertainment industry of luring visitors to the seaside with "sun, sea, sand and (casual) sex", which serves to encourage "early sexual activity and unprotected sex".

Some 68 groups of 12 to 17 year olds and 80 key professionals, young parents and transient workers were interviewed by academics from Brighton University, Hull University and Liverpool University.

The research was carried out at resorts in the East Midlands, North West and South East of England.

The number of under-18s who became pregnant in England and Wales rose from 40,966 in 2001 to 41,868 in 2002, the most recent year for which figures are available.

The government said this was a "blip" in a trend which had seen the rate fall during the preceding three years.

Last year, ministers announced a £40m teenage pregnancy strategy to run until 2006.


Carnivalesque excitement in Hastings? Clearly someone who has never been to Hastings, then.
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