Just won $50 on the pokies, woo :)

I don’t think I’ve ever come away with less than I’ve spent. Perhaps I should take up gambling for a living?

Would be stoked about it, ‘cept the mister took it ‘cause it was his $2 that won it :(

Lame.

The mister bought Dance Central 2 after work today.

Holy balls I am so uncoordinated it’s ridiculous.

Dunno what it is, but 10-20 minutes after each time I’ve eaten something today my tummy has started rumbling like crazy and I get hunger pains. I just ate dinner and I feel like I haven’t eaten for a week.　

The fuck, body??

Shit I hate about interviews #44398

The effort of taking my earrings out, then having to put them all back in again afterwards.

The person I am currently playing Draw Something with has heeeaps of colours.

I’m envious :(

Also, scored me another interview tomorrow woohoo :)
Aaaand somehow got a PT sesh and gym tour at Configures on Thursday morning. 

Bah humbug.

I don’t know why I even bother cooking for the mister anymore. As soon as he finishes eating he just puts something else in the oven.

Really fucks me off, ‘cause now the house smells strongly of marinated chicken nibbles and jesus titty-shagging christ that smells amazing.

Apparently the door to my flat doesn’t always lock properly.

The mister and I woke up to two randoms knocking on our bedroom door at about 2AM this morning; upon seeing us the two guys looked totally confused, mumbled ‘sorry’ and left.

The fuck.

Someone must have heard all of my bitching and moaning yesterday morning

I have a job interview on Monday at a gym, woo :)

Pleasedon’tletmecockthisupIreallyreallyneedthisjob

Feeling about ready to jump off the Majestic Centre in town, jesus bloody christ

Or at least herd up all of the WINZ employees and throw them off. I’d get no money out of ‘em, but it’d be satisfying enough to probably be worth it.

Have to attend another bloody course next week before they’ll consider me eligible for the benefit. I’ll get no backpay despite applying for the first time about 6 months ago, aaaand I won’t be getting anything until the end of the month anyway.

Brb, off to work out until I collapse in a heap of lkjgnflkjghgfh - at least then I won’t be physically capable of a homicidal rampage.

PLEASE DEAR GOD SOMEONE HIRE ME IF ONLY SO I DON’T HAVE TO WRITE ANOTHER FUCKING COVER LETTER EVER AGAIN

I did it! :)

Two weeks free of alcoholic beverages, despite the pressure of friends and family to come out for ‘just one drink’, or an entire night out on the town with all drinks paid for. Lovin’ the support from them…

Not gonna lie, I’m pretty proud of myself :)