Life Is Jolly Good

Have applied for seven jobs, got shot down for two. Hmmmm. I have five weeks to find something, so we'll see. Work sucks, so I won't dwell on it, but will say there are a few other people unhappy there as well.

Last week I recovered from vistors, then took James out for a lovely meal.

My dearest flatmate from Swansea, Lucy, spent the weekend, and it was as lovely as I thought it would be. I even convinced her to spend last night as well.

Wednesday my friend Callum is whisking me out to dinner, a musical of my choice, and drinks.

Thursday I leave for my other Swansea friend's, Nick, in Worcestershire (no, you Yanks! that's not how you say it!). There I will spend another lovely weekend with his charming parents (who even sent me postcards on holiday!) and trying not to be too scared contemplating him flying me in a tiny aeroplane. Yes, that's how they spell it here--don't laugh.

Take my poll (on the right-hand side or bottom) while you're waiting for me to update. I'll also be putting up pictures at some point in the near-distant future.


Talk to you all later!

Love, Theresa