I own about fifty seven or so Biro pens*- a curious number for someone whose handwriting resembles a five year old’s take on hieroglyphics. I’d bet the teachers in my past and the colleagues in my present would agree it would be best if I only ever type and never actually hand write. In fact, I’d like to take this opportunity to apologise to my former 20-year-old self for writing the most illegible revision notes in history. Apology accepted. Continue reading “Biros, Intrusion and an ‘Adult’ with Illegible Handwriting”
So two days ago, my boss sat me down for a ‘quick chat’ which ended with my contract ending.
Guess who’s jobless.
Yours truly is about to be on the dole for the entirety of June. Not really, I would never sign up to that BS! I suppose regular, rational adults would panic a bit. I remain unflappable *shades emoji here*. I’m a freelancer and completely prepared to beg for jobs on LinkedIn with little to no shame. I’ll probably be haggling with ridiculous agents on Monday morning.
For now, until the fruits of haggling drop- the summer is mine! I will be fully available to do ANYTHING. I’m about to have the best June Of All Times. I could say something about Kanye and interruptions here but that would be far too easy. Continue reading “The Best June Of All times”
I’m thinking of a decent intro to post instead of linking to stuff I wrote a month ago. That’s what I did on Medium.com
Bear with me, baby.