Another job change

Monday, September 21, 2009

District 9. Watch it. Just one of those films that is good just because it has something to do with South Africa. Never thought I'd enjoy sci-fi in anyway, but I absolutely loved the accents, the dialogue, the documentary style, the story idea, not so much the aliens though.

I attempted to go out the other night with my housemates, they are very good at reminding me what a loser I am and that I should be socialising on a Friday night. I seem to be a little over the whole "go to a club and not have a conversation, scream at each other, dance to average music and not remember a thing vibe". It is so good once in a while but that's why it's good, because it's once in a blimmin' while. But I went along anyway and ended up coming home earlier than everyone anyway because I couldn't stand another minute. I walked down Florence Road with the foxes toddling past me. It was all rather surreal. They hardly noticed my presence.

I resigned from my job at the Probation Centre. I'd had enough of people swearing at me through the glass and on the phone. I am now going to be a teaching assistant at a school about an hour away for two young boys. I can be patient when I want to be. Going to meet them in the morning. Another interesting experience to add to my weird and wonderful collection. Can't say I haven't tried to find employment in all spheres.

Saturday: sat in the concrete haven with old friends who were in London for the day and drank copious glasses of wine and had a good giggle. And another two bottles of Raj's Off Licence Special (cafe down the road) before I went home to make supper for a visitor at our house. I did apologise for being about 4 hours tardy.