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Shamelessly lifted from one of those email things that goes round and round in circles...
A - Age: 23
B - Band listening to right now: Shania Twain's not exactly a band, but I guess she has a back-up one
C - Career in future: God, I wish I knew. Not what I'm doing now, but that doesn't exactly narrow it down :)
D - Dad's name: Tony
E - Easiest person to talk to: my best friend Sandra. And Tania at work.
F - Favorite song at the moment: Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Greenday
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Gummy bears... gummy worms are weird
H - Hometown: Gloucester, in England.
I - Instruments: recorder and guitar when I was younger, now the piano quite badly
J - Job title: for the next three weeks - EFL teacher. For the three momths after that - course secretary. And then - temp.
K - Kids: no, thank you, I have 150 round me all day and night as it is
L - Longest car ride ever: good question, I guess down to Sussex for holidays.
M - Mom's name: Lesley
N - Number of siblings: 1
O - Oldest sibling: my little sister Amy
P - Phobia[s]: heights. Falling from somewhere high up. Take-off. Failing at everything.
Q - Quote you like: It wouldn't be called inevitable if you didn't have to give in to it. Or I have decided to leave you forever. I have decided to start things from here.
R - Reason to smile: Let me think about that one...
S - Song you sang last: Texas - Inner Smile
T - Time you wake up: about half seven
U - Unknown fact about me: I don't think there are any! I want to be a novelist and I'm terrified of never meeting anyone who loves me.
V - Vegetable you hate: Brussel sprouts and tomatoes (though they're really fruits)
W - Worst habit: being too insular and depressive
X - X-rays you've had: several of my teeth when I was a kid
Y - Yummy food: pasta with cheese and chicken. Warm garlic bread. Warm any kind of bread, actually. Lemon and lime couscous with herb chicken.
Z - Zodiac sign: Aquarius, though I swear I should have been born Capricorn!
Plus - does anyone have any ideas, any at all, for an R rated KA fic about Lancelot and Arthur? I got it as a challenge and my head is totally empty. I can't think of a single thing to write about them. My mind's full of this dumb wedding original fic I'm writing for a competition I haven't a hope in hell of winning.
Hmm, what else? I just got rejected for a job I really should have been able to get an interview for. I don't think I'm ever going to be employed again. Unless I go to Germany and become a teacher out there. God, I'm so sick of thinking about jobs and careers... why don't they warn you it's going to be like this?
Also, one of my old uni friends is getting married and he hasn't invited me. Prat. He emailed me to say he'd got engaged, and he's invited every other person he knew at uni, but not me. Why? Because he thinks I won't talk to anyone but my best friend. Shows what he knows. And I'd love to just say, well, fuck him, but I can't because it hurts. And it's no good trying to explain to Sandra (she's the best friend) because... oh, I don't know why not. I just want to go and get dressed up and see everyone again.
Right, I'm going to go buy fish and chips... comfort food, even though the fact that I'm putting on weight is depressing me.
Plese leave me a cheerful happy comment!
A - Age: 23
B - Band listening to right now: Shania Twain's not exactly a band, but I guess she has a back-up one
C - Career in future: God, I wish I knew. Not what I'm doing now, but that doesn't exactly narrow it down :)
D - Dad's name: Tony
E - Easiest person to talk to: my best friend Sandra. And Tania at work.
F - Favorite song at the moment: Boulevard of Broken Dreams, Greenday
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Gummy bears... gummy worms are weird
H - Hometown: Gloucester, in England.
I - Instruments: recorder and guitar when I was younger, now the piano quite badly
J - Job title: for the next three weeks - EFL teacher. For the three momths after that - course secretary. And then - temp.
K - Kids: no, thank you, I have 150 round me all day and night as it is
L - Longest car ride ever: good question, I guess down to Sussex for holidays.
M - Mom's name: Lesley
N - Number of siblings: 1
O - Oldest sibling: my little sister Amy
P - Phobia[s]: heights. Falling from somewhere high up. Take-off. Failing at everything.
Q - Quote you like: It wouldn't be called inevitable if you didn't have to give in to it. Or I have decided to leave you forever. I have decided to start things from here.
R - Reason to smile: Let me think about that one...
S - Song you sang last: Texas - Inner Smile
T - Time you wake up: about half seven
U - Unknown fact about me: I don't think there are any! I want to be a novelist and I'm terrified of never meeting anyone who loves me.
V - Vegetable you hate: Brussel sprouts and tomatoes (though they're really fruits)
W - Worst habit: being too insular and depressive
X - X-rays you've had: several of my teeth when I was a kid
Y - Yummy food: pasta with cheese and chicken. Warm garlic bread. Warm any kind of bread, actually. Lemon and lime couscous with herb chicken.
Z - Zodiac sign: Aquarius, though I swear I should have been born Capricorn!
Plus - does anyone have any ideas, any at all, for an R rated KA fic about Lancelot and Arthur? I got it as a challenge and my head is totally empty. I can't think of a single thing to write about them. My mind's full of this dumb wedding original fic I'm writing for a competition I haven't a hope in hell of winning.
Hmm, what else? I just got rejected for a job I really should have been able to get an interview for. I don't think I'm ever going to be employed again. Unless I go to Germany and become a teacher out there. God, I'm so sick of thinking about jobs and careers... why don't they warn you it's going to be like this?
Also, one of my old uni friends is getting married and he hasn't invited me. Prat. He emailed me to say he'd got engaged, and he's invited every other person he knew at uni, but not me. Why? Because he thinks I won't talk to anyone but my best friend. Shows what he knows. And I'd love to just say, well, fuck him, but I can't because it hurts. And it's no good trying to explain to Sandra (she's the best friend) because... oh, I don't know why not. I just want to go and get dressed up and see everyone again.
Right, I'm going to go buy fish and chips... comfort food, even though the fact that I'm putting on weight is depressing me.
Plese leave me a cheerful happy comment!
