I am dressed properly for the first time in months, for this afternoon I Have An Interview. Shoes with heels on, and everything. (By the way, if I get a job but it's not permanent, can I still be Non-Working? Or do I have to write about the things that happen when I am Non-Working, i.e. not in the office? I see Non-Working as more of a state of mind than a literal description, so maybe it doesn't matter at all.)
It is just as well I had an itch on the back of my head, for when I scrached my head, I found a bit of carrot in mustard sauce (but thankfully none of the pork fillet that went with it.) I dropped it by mistake and the cat ate it, which is odd, because it was the dead cat that liked vegetables, preferably in chili sauce. (Remember, that cat is now dead. Do not let your cat eat Spaghetti Alla Puttanesca.)
I have had to wash my hair in a hurry and now the back of my dress is wet. Thankfully, I am also Very Tired, having not slept much last night, so it seems that my success is assured. And by success, I mean another few months of unemployment, thinking of faraway places, lifting weights on a half-ball, and being desperately, fatally in love with Croydon.
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Good luck,or rather I hope you get what you wish for.
You monkeys are mucky pups.
Dear Clare and Apprentice, As you may know, I have been known to suggest small adjustments to the behaviour of NWM. However, when it comes to matters of hygiene, even of hairy areas, I must leap to her defence as, to my certain knowledge, she spends a third of her time in bed, a third of her time in the bathroom and the remaining third with her head in the washing machine looking for odd socks. She is a very, very, clean monkey, so I can only surmise that a neighbouring luncher was throwing stuff around.
You are funny, NWM, i like your blog . . .
Yo, NMJ, welcome and thank you for your kind words.
MM, thank you for springing to my defence. I think it was something to do with a spoon, the carrot, but no harm - I made it through the interview without spitting, so there's hope for me yet.
Soooooooooo.....what happened? When will you find out? What was the job for?? Geeez give me information here!
Hope it was what you wanted :)
xx
Erm. Good luck and that. But be careful what you wish for.
And refrain from saying 'yo'. It looked a bit dated when John Wayne said it in Rio Grande. John Ford made the fucker in 1950.
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