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she phoned, but my life isn't ruined!
i feel really good actually
been on the phone to my mother 4 times tonight
as well
1 when she phoned to see if it was snowing/if i was alive
2 when i phoned back to tell her my christmas/new year hours
3 when my nana was there, to see if i wanted anything for christmas in the dorothy perkins 20% off sale... which it turned out i did, including an awesome wonder woman t-shirt and a slouchy waistcoat/cardigan thing
4 when my nana had gone, to laugh about how impossible it was to find the m&s earrings she wanted for christmas and make sure i was sending my granddad a birthday card, since we'd both forgotten it was his birthday
did i tell you i have a paper round?
because clearly someone who works 17 hours in asda wants to spend another hour or so of their life posting the 'adscene' paper around the neighbourhood, in the vague hope they can afford a couple of christmas prezzies...
i only have 194 houses, starting at st. dunstan's and ending near the worryingly nicknamed 'rape tunnel', it's barely worth it
might stop me getting fat though
did i tell you asda is making me fat?
well, it is, and i don't like it
my stupid hours either have me eating dinner at midnight when i finally get home, adopting the diet of a three year old and eating nothing but chocolate, crisps, fizzy drinks and sandwiches or munching on chips in the middle of the day, because there's nothing else to do!
dan agrees, he's got more hours than me and has been having about 5 dinners a day, as well as exciting reduced snacks late at night
[we also had pizza for breakfast today because we're both too lazy to cook/clean the kitchen]
right now i'm waiting for him to come in from work with hummus...
