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Apr. 7th, 2011 08:39 pmTerm ends tomorrow. I have no idea what I'm going to do. This is the problem with term time work. *sigh*
My peonies are springing up in the garden. As is everything else. Seriously, I went out there this morning and I was savaged by a jaguar... actually it was a neighbouring cat that decided it had had enough fuss thank you very much. But the garden is just a tad over grown.
The bus driver insisted on checking my id card this afternoon. I realise I look like a student, I realise I look all of 20 at best, but really. That's perfectly old enough to work there, and why would anyone want to fake a staff id card? It doesn't do anything special.
And then he shouted at people for not giving up their seats for old people. (This is a bug bear of mine. If old person looks like they're having problems, I will give up my seat (providing my feet are working properly) but otherwise, they can damn well stand like the rest of us, and I object to the assumption that just because a person looks young and healthy that they are capable of standing on a bus, especially given the way the drivers round that route drive.)
My shower continues to be broken, despite dad swearing that he'd fixed it. I also managed to drive him to MK and not die in the process. I'm still not allowed the car on my own, but it's a start.
I'm watching Justified at the moment, and I am enjoying it muchly. And the music. I'm also sort of watching my way through Battlestar Galactica, but that's not going too well, as I hate most of the characters, and the first season just makes me want to stab them all in the face and save an awful lot of time.
My peonies are springing up in the garden. As is everything else. Seriously, I went out there this morning and I was savaged by a jaguar... actually it was a neighbouring cat that decided it had had enough fuss thank you very much. But the garden is just a tad over grown.
The bus driver insisted on checking my id card this afternoon. I realise I look like a student, I realise I look all of 20 at best, but really. That's perfectly old enough to work there, and why would anyone want to fake a staff id card? It doesn't do anything special.
And then he shouted at people for not giving up their seats for old people. (This is a bug bear of mine. If old person looks like they're having problems, I will give up my seat (providing my feet are working properly) but otherwise, they can damn well stand like the rest of us, and I object to the assumption that just because a person looks young and healthy that they are capable of standing on a bus, especially given the way the drivers round that route drive.)
My shower continues to be broken, despite dad swearing that he'd fixed it. I also managed to drive him to MK and not die in the process. I'm still not allowed the car on my own, but it's a start.
I'm watching Justified at the moment, and I am enjoying it muchly. And the music. I'm also sort of watching my way through Battlestar Galactica, but that's not going too well, as I hate most of the characters, and the first season just makes me want to stab them all in the face and save an awful lot of time.
