After 8 horrific months of unemployment I've got a job at last! (Victim of the shit economy, blah, blah...)
Please feel free to congratulate me.
Thank you, thank you.
In honor of my recent hiring (I start in two weeks), and of my recent birthday (Saturday), some of my friends bought me several bottles of wine, a few of which we enjoyed a la casa before hitting the town, drinking martinis, discussing whether it would be a bigger step for me to indulge first in lesbian sex or group sex, and planning to edit footage from Batman to Tim Minchin's "Dark Side." A nice little bottle of white remained unopened, however, and this evening I thought, "When's the next time I'll be able to randomly get drunk on a Wednesday night and post on the BBS whilst watching youtube videos of the Aussie game shows I got addicted to that summer I spent in Mumbai and the only channels in English were ABC and Discovery Australia?" So, I got drunk, have been watching clips of Good News Week and Never Mind the BUzzocks (yeah, I know that one;s British). I've finished nealy the entire bottle and thought, in my pleasently-dry-and-not-too-sweet-for-a-whiite-wine induced haze, that, as I've never worked a nine to fiver (I'm more you polymath, bohemian, starving artist, intellectual tupe, see), that I woyld need some advice. But that'd be boring, so instead, especially as people love talking about themselves, work related anecdotes would be fun.
So, IN preparation for my new job starting a week from Monday, and in mourning of the last Randomly Drunk On A Wednesday Night in my foreseeable future, blease, regale me with tales of hyour work:
PS It's amazing how I usually regretdrunkl BBS posting more than drunk sex...I guess I have higher standards for grammar than I do for a lay.
PSS My friend bought me Sherlock Holmes panties for my birthday. I think they sum up my psychosexual personality very well.
PSSS what was this thread about? Oh year. Jobs. Tell me about your jobs.
Please feel free to congratulate me.
Thank you, thank you.
In honor of my recent hiring (I start in two weeks), and of my recent birthday (Saturday), some of my friends bought me several bottles of wine, a few of which we enjoyed a la casa before hitting the town, drinking martinis, discussing whether it would be a bigger step for me to indulge first in lesbian sex or group sex, and planning to edit footage from Batman to Tim Minchin's "Dark Side." A nice little bottle of white remained unopened, however, and this evening I thought, "When's the next time I'll be able to randomly get drunk on a Wednesday night and post on the BBS whilst watching youtube videos of the Aussie game shows I got addicted to that summer I spent in Mumbai and the only channels in English were ABC and Discovery Australia?" So, I got drunk, have been watching clips of Good News Week and Never Mind the BUzzocks (yeah, I know that one;s British). I've finished nealy the entire bottle and thought, in my pleasently-dry-and-not-too-sweet-for-a-whiite-wine induced haze, that, as I've never worked a nine to fiver (I'm more you polymath, bohemian, starving artist, intellectual tupe, see), that I woyld need some advice. But that'd be boring, so instead, especially as people love talking about themselves, work related anecdotes would be fun.
So, IN preparation for my new job starting a week from Monday, and in mourning of the last Randomly Drunk On A Wednesday Night in my foreseeable future, blease, regale me with tales of hyour work:
PS It's amazing how I usually regretdrunkl BBS posting more than drunk sex...I guess I have higher standards for grammar than I do for a lay.
PSS My friend bought me Sherlock Holmes panties for my birthday. I think they sum up my psychosexual personality very well.
PSSS what was this thread about? Oh year. Jobs. Tell me about your jobs.
All kidding aside, glad you've been able to find a job. 
